All Chapters of DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 117

I never planned to cheat on Jake. Not even once. He was sweet, always posting cute couple pics, calling me “babe” in front of his friends. But sweet doesn’t always keep the fire burning, you know?It was a Friday night, and Jake dragged me to his company’s rooftop party. The building was one of those fancy glass towers in the city, all lights and champagne. I wore my tight black dress — the one that hugged my ass and showed just enough cleavage to make heads turn. Jake whistled when he saw me. “Damn, you look hot tonight.” He kissed my cheek, proud like he’d won a prize.The party was loud. Music thumped, people laughed too hard, and the city sparkled below us like a sea of stars. Jake kept his arm around my waist at first, introducing me to his coworkers. “This is my girl, Mia.” Everyone smiled, nodded, went back to their drinks.Then he walked in.Mr. Kane.The whole rooftop seemed to quiet down a little, even though the music kept playing. He was tall, maybe six-three, with broad s

I never thought living with my new stepfamily would feel like this. Mom got married to Marcus six months ago, and just like that, we packed up and moved into his big house on the edge of town. It has high ceilings, leather couches, and a backyard pool that sparkles under the sun. At first, I told myself it was fine. A fresh start. But every time Marcus walked into a room, something in my belly flipped. He’s tall, broad-shouldered, with thick arms from years of construction work. His voice is deep and low, like thunder rolling far away, and when he says my name— “Lila”—it makes my thighs press together without me meaning to. Then there’s Jake, his son. My stepbrother. He’s twenty-four, two years older than me, with dark messy hair, sharp cheekbones, and a cocky half-smile that says he knows exactly what he does to girls. His body is lean and hard, like he spends every free hour at the gym. He doesn’t talk much, but when he looks at me, his eyes linger on my legs, my chest, my lips. I

By the end of the week, it had become our dirty little secret. Every chance we got, they had me. Quick and rough in the shower while water poured over us, Marcus pinning me against the tiles and fucking me from behind while Jake watched from the doorway, stroking himself. Lazy and slow on the big couch in the living room after dinner, Jake spreading my legs and eating me out until I begged, then Marcus flipping me over and taking me deep while I sucked Jake’s cock. And the wildest nights were in Marcus’s big king bed, where Jake would sit back first, watching his dad stretch me open, then climb in and join, turning me into a trembling, moaning mess between them.I stopped pretending I felt guilty. Every time they looked at me, my pussy throbbed. Every whispered “come here, baby” made me drip. I was theirs now, and I loved it.Tonight was the hottest yet. Mom would be home tomorrow, so we knew we had to make it count. The three of us ended up in Marcus’s bedroom after dark. Candles wer

Becky’s heart hammered so hard she was sure Victor could hear it.She stared up at him from the couch, her sheer white panties still pulled down just below her hips, her smooth, glistening pussy completely exposed under his burning gaze. Her nipples were tight peaks, her skin flushed pink with a mixture of shame and unbearable arousal.Victor stood over her like a king, suit shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled up to reveal powerful forearms. His dark eyes never left her dripping core.“I said, get on your knees. Now.”The command in his voice sent a fresh gush of wetness between her thighs. Becky hesitated for only a second before sliding off the couch and dropping to her knees on the thick Persian rug. The position made her feel small. Vulnerable. Achingly turned on.Victor stepped closer until the bulge in his expensive trousers was level with her face. She could see how hard he was—thick and straining against the fabric.“Look at me,” he ordered.She lifted her eyes. His