All Chapters of Wanton Desires: A Taboo collection: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

BREASTFEEDING MILF EXPLORES WITH BESTIE 3. ———————————————Amber’s POV: Hailey and I jumped apart. I wrapped my robe around my trembling body and tried to steady myself on my feet. My heart is pounding wildly. “Damon… I… Uh..” Words failed me as I stared at my shocked husband at the door.“It’s my fault,” Hailey said. “I forced her.”“No you didn't,” I argued and then turned to Damon, guilt strangling me. “I’m so sorry.”He said nothing. “What happened here was wrong. I’ll understand if you never want to talk to me or want a divorce.” But I don't regret what I did. Damon stepped in and closed the door. “I’m not mad at you.”“You’re not?” I asked, and at the same time, Hailey gasped. He shrugged. “I mean, yeah, I’m shocked and a little hurt but I understand.”“You understand?” The panic in my voice was palpable. “You're not making any sense right now.”He chuckled. “Yeah, I know. I realized now how much I starved you and Hailey is your best friend. Plus I won't deny I didn't like

His finger pressed against my hole and it was so different from when Mark had been roughly rubbing it. Of course it would feel different, what was I thinking? That was sex and a sin…this to wash away my sin.But despite this thought in my head, my body was so tense.“Relax,” he commanded softly. “Open yourself to your purification.”I tried to breathe, letting my muscles go loose. And then, with a slow push his finger slid inside me. I was tight, unaccustomed to the invasion so a small pathetic sound escaped my lips.“There,” he murmured, his eyes fixed on where his finger was disappearing into my oiled flesh. “The Spirit has entered. Can you feel it beginning its work?”I could feel something…a deep, internal pressure as Father began to move his finger, in and out of me. The oil made every movement a smooth, wet slide but there’s another wetness that had started to leak out of me too.“This is the scourging,” he said, his own breath coming a little faster. “The friction of holiness

AliceI managed a weak, gagging nod, my eyes pleading.He held me there for three agonizing, thrilling seconds, then pulled me almost all the way off. “Now. Finish it. Make me cum. Suck your salvation out of my cock.”I fell on him with a desperate fervor I didn’t know I possessed. I sucked and slurped and deep-throated him with a clumsy, eager hunger, my hands coming up to tentatively cup and stroke the heavy sac beneath his shaft.With a roar that was part Latin prayer, part animalistic cry, he came.The first hot, bitter spurt hit the back of my throat. I gagged, but stopped when I remembered his command. Swallow.So I gulped down convulsively as pulse after pulse of his cum flooded my mouth. It was thick, warm, salty-sweet, and there was so much of it.It overflowed, spilling from the corners of my lips as I tried desperately to keep up, to drink him down. He kept pumping into my mouth, his cock twitching violently against my tongue, until finally, the torrent subsided to a few

STEPHANIE The silence in the cab after his words was so quiet I could hear my own heart thudding against my ribs. A show of gratitude. He might as well have just said it: Take your clothes off.My anger at Mark flared again because this is his fault. All his fucking fault. If he hadn’t left me here, I wouldn’t be in this dusty truck with this… this weird man. But underneath the anger was that weird fucking desire. I was helpless to this man and he could do anything he wanted to me.Why was that making my pussy wet?“You’re a fucking pig,” I spat despite the wetness dripping down my panties.But Ray didn’t even flinch. “Maybe. But I’m the pig with the truck. And you’re the girl who needs a ride. So we can sit here all night, or you can be a good girl and say thank you.” His blue eyes were steady, patient. He had all the power, and he knew it. And that fact was making me so fucking light headed with lust.Nothing could hide how hard my nipples are now.I tried to decide myself into

I could only nod.“Good girl,” he purred. “Now, get off me for a second. Let’s get these jeans out of the way.”I clumsily climbed off his lap, my legs shaky. Fully naked, I stood on the floor mat of the passenger side, watching as he undid his jeans and dragged out the massive bulge straining against his briefsFuck, it was thick, and long, rising up hard and angry against his stomach, the cap tipped with precum.Veins corded the shaft and it looked like it would split me in half.“See what you’ve been teasing?” he said, his hand wrapping around the base, giving himself a slow, possessive stroke. “This is what you get for being a hitchhiking slut. Now, come here. Get back on top. I want to watch those perfect tits bounce while you fuck yourself on my cock.”The explicit command sent a fresh flood of wetness sliding down my inner thighs. I moved on unsteady legs, climbing back over the center console. The cab felt smaller and hotter as I straddled his thighs again, this time with hi