Todos os capítulos de Filth Files (an erotic compilation) : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

~Miss Margerie I set my bag down and kicked my shoes off as soon as I got home. By home, I meant the cozy living space this bougie school had assigned to me. It had been the place I laid my head for the last three years.Dealing with these snooty, entitled kids was particularly draining. Not having a man to come home to was even worse, but my newfound pet was about to make everything a lot better.I went straight to the shower. I let the hot water cascade all over my body, but it did nothing to cool the fire under my skin. All I could see when I closed my eyes was Chloe. I saw her working her tongue in my pussy, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and hunger. I could still feel myself twitching at the memory. Honestly, that girl is gifted. I almost feel bad for threatening to tell her mother about her little bathroom escapades.Emphasis on almost. After my shower, I stepped out and caught my reflection in the steamed-up mirror. I looked flushed, my nipples still peaking. I opened my

~Savannah I kicked my bedroom door shut and tossed my bag into the corner, not even caring as it hit the floor. The house felt like a museum. After my shower, I stood in the kitchen in my oversized PJ shorts, biting into a sour apple. "Of course, there’s nothing to eat," I muttered under my breath. My father’s latest bride was useless. She was a professional black widow, moving from one billionaire to the next for the payout. My dad was just her current victim, and she’d brought along her dead ex-husband's daughter and a mountain of baggage. I missed Chloe. She was the only thing that made school—and my life—bearable, but lately, she was acting like I didn't exist. It didn't help that I hadn't been properly milked in days. The ache in my chest was almost as bad as the ache between my legs.I crawled into my massive bed, slipping my AirPods in to drown out the silence of the house. I pulled up a video, something raw and aggressive. It was a group of tall, muscular Black men absolu

~Savannah I didn't let her pull away. I reached up and gripped the hem of Rachel’s top, yanking it over her head in one quick motion. She was wearing a sheer lace bra that left almost nothing to the imagination. I leaned in and bit her nipple right through the thin fabric."Shit," Rachel hissed, her body stiffening. "That feels so..."Before she could even finish her sentence, I took her nipple between my teeth. I used my tongue to circle the hard peak through the lace, taking my sweet time. I wanted her to feel every bit of the ache she had just put me through. I maneuvered the lace aside until her bare nipple was exposed, then I took it deep into my mouth and sucked as hard as I could.Rachel’s head fell back, her neck arching as a long, shaky moan escaped her lips. Her fingers dug into my shoulders, but she didn't push me away."You little brat," she panted, her breath hitching with every tug of my lips. "I didn't tell you that you could touch me.""I don't care, mummy," I mumbl

~SavannahI guided Vio over to the edge of the bed, my heart thundering against my ribs. I looked her in the eyes, my voice dropping to a thick, hungry whisper. "I really want to taste you, Vio. I want to suck your virgin pussy until you can't even speak."Vio let out a long, shaky moan. She reached up, gripping her own breasts and squeezing her nipples through the sheer heat of the moment. "This pussy is all yours, sissy," she whimpered. "Do whatever you want to me."Her level of submission was so intense it made my own legs clamp together. My pussy was throbbing, desperate for the same attention I was about to give her. I settled her back onto the pillows, leaning over her so my body draped across hers. Every time I moved, I could feel my firm, needy nipples rubbing against her hot skin, sending jolts of electricity through my chest.I started by kissing her lips softly, a sweet contrast to the raw hunger in my gut. Then I trailed my mouth down, tasting the salt on her collarbone. V

~ViolettaFor a few days, the atmosphere in the house had been suffocating. Rachel was acting like a total stranger. Every time I tried to say good morning or even just catch her eye in the hallway, she’d look right through me like I was made of glass. I’d pulled Savannah aside earlier that morning, my heart racing. "Has she... has she done anything with you since that night in your room?" I whispered, needing to know if I was being replaced or just ignored.Savannah shook her head, looking just as confused. "No, Vio. Nothing. She barely even looks at me either. It's like she’s trying to pretend it never happened."I couldn't handle the silence anymore. I needed to know if there was a problem, or if she was just playing some twisted mind game. I marched toward her bedroom, my pulse thrumming in my ears. I didn't wait for an invitation; I knocked once and pushed the door open.Rachel was sprawled out on her massive bed, watching some trashy reality TV show. She was laughing loudly, he