บททั้งหมดของ Naked Scripts (Erotica Collection): บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

FAMILY BONDING CHAPTER 1BRIELLE "Mom!" I yelled from the passenger seat, twisting around to glare at Jake in the back. "Tell your son to stop kicking my seat! He's doing it on purpose, like a five-year-old!"Jake smirked from behind me, his long legs stretched out as far as they could go in the cramped SUV, his foot nudging the back of my seat again just to prove my point. He was all sprawled out, tall and broad like always, his gym-built arms crossed over his chest, that stupid gray t-shirt stretching tight across his shoulders. "I'm not kicking anything, brat," he said, voice low and teasing. "Maybe if you didn't take up the whole front like a princess, I'd have room."I rolled my eyes hard, heat already creeping up my neck because even his voice did things to me these days. We'd been step-siblings for ten years now—ever since my dad married his mom—and the bickering never stopped. But lately, since we hit our late teens, it felt different. Charged. Like every insult hid somethin

CHAPTER 3BRIELLE I woke up to the soft gray light of dawn slipping through the cabin curtains, my body warm and heavy under the blanket, tangled with Jake's in a way that felt too good to be accidental. His big arm was draped over my waist, chest pressed to my back, breath steady and hot on my neck. We must have shifted in the night because my tiny sleep shorts had ridden down, bunching between my curvy thighs,close to my knee and his boxers... oh god, they were pushed down just enough that his morning wood was free, pressed right against me.Not just pressed. Nestled. That enormous cock—thick as my wrist, veined and heavy, longer than anything I'd imagined even after feeling it yesterday—was throbbing hot against my soaked entrance, the fat tip nudging my dripping pussy lips through the thin fabric that barely separated us. I was already wet from dreams of him, clit pulsing, walls clenching empty and desperate. His huge length slid along my slit with every tiny breath we took, slic

CHAPTER 5BRIELLE Later that night, Mom and Dad went to bed early again, claiming the long day at the lake wore them out completely. They kissed our cheeks goodnight and disappeared into the bedroom, door clicking shut soft behind them. The cabin fell quiet except for the crackle of the indoor fireplace Jake had built up, flames dancing warm and golden across the living room floor. We spread thick blankets right in front of it, the heat licking our skin as we sat close, beers forgotten on the coffee table.Jake looked at me across the glow, eyes dark and hungry, his broad chest rising slow under his t-shirt. "Finally alone," he murmured, voice low and rough, crawling closer until his hand cupped my cheek. "Been hard all day thinking about you, Brielle. That tight pussy full of my cum."I shivered, leaning in to kiss him deep, lips parting instant for his tongue to slide in slow and hot. We kissed like that forever, hands starting gentle but turning greedy fast, pulling at clothes pie

PIZZA DARECHAPTER 1Ava was broke, bored, and ridiculously horny. It was a Friday night in her tiny college apartment, wallet empty after rent, fridge even emptier. Her friends, Lila, Jess, and Mia, were on a group call, laughing about how she hadn’t gotten laid in months.“Order pizza,” Lila teased. “Wear something slutty. Flirt for a free one.”Jess snorted. “Better yet, fuck the delivery guy. We dare you.”Ava’s pussy throbbed at the idea. She was already only wearing an oversized band t-shirt that barely skimmed her thighs, no bra, no panties. Her nipples poked hard against the thin fabric.“You’re on,” Ava said, voice breathy. “Speakerphone stays on. You’ll hear everything.”The girls screamed with excitement.She ordered a large pepperoni from the cheapest place, heart racing as she gave her address.Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.Ava checked the peephole. Holy fuck. The delivery guy was hot, tall, messy dark hair, tight black t-shirt showing off muscles, jeans huggin

CHAPTER 3That evening, Ava couldn’t wait any longer. Texts with Ryan all day had her dripping wet. He teased her with pics of the empty restaurant after close, saying the door would be unlocked just for her.She showed up at nine-thirty, wearing a tiny skirt and crop top, no bra or panties again. The sign said CLOSED, but the door pushed open easily.Inside, the lights were dim, chairs up on tables, only Ryan behind the counter wiping down the stainless steel. He looked up and grinned huge.“Couldn’t stay away, huh?” he said, tossing the rag aside.Ava locked the door behind her and walked straight to him. “Missed your cock too much. Had to come get it myself.”Ryan met her halfway, hands grabbing her ass under the skirt right away. “Fuck, you’re bold. Coming here dressed like a slut.”“Your slut,” she whispered, kissing him hard. “Now fuck me on that counter.”He groaned into her mouth. “Yes ma’am.”Ryan lifted her and set her ass on the cold metal counter where customers ordered ev