All Chapters of The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

He hesitated for only a moment before complying. His massive body was revealed inch by inch...muscled chest, defined abs, his huge cock already half-hard despite his uncertainty."On the bed," she said. "On your back."He did, and she felt the power shift completely. He was vulnerable now. Exposed. Waiting for her to decide what happened next.She straddled his chest, her pussy inches from his face."You've made me come how many times?" she asked."I don't know. Dozens.""And you've always been in control. Always been the one giving the orders.""Yes.""Not anymore." She positioned herself and slowly lowered herself onto his face. "Eat my pussy, Marcus. And don't stop until I tell you to."He groaned and immediately went to work, his tongue finding her clit. She gasped at the intensity, he wasn't holding back, wasn't being gentle. He was hungry, desperate, completely focused on her pleasure."That's it," she moaned. "Just like that."She rode his face, using him completely. This was w

The seventh hand was a formality. Sarah didn't even look at her cards. When she lost, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.The moment it fell away, revealing her heavy breasts with their pink nipples already hard, Sarah heard Jamal actually groan."Fuck," Marcus whispered. "Those are perfect.""One more hand," Tyrone said, his eyes locked on her breasts. "One more piece of clothing. Then we discuss alternative payment methods."The eighth hand was dealt. Sarah sat there topless, her breasts swaying with each breath, feeling more aroused than she'd ever been in her life. These three powerful men were undressing her with their eyes, and she wanted them to do more than look.She lost. Obviously."Last item, Sarah," Tyrone said softly. "Take off those panties."Sarah stood slowly and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She slid them down her legs, stepping out of them, and stood completely naked in her dining room while three massive Black men stared at her wit

Route 47Alex had been researching Route 47 for two months.It started with a hookup app conversation, a guy mentioning "that bus" and "if you're brave enough" and "best night of my life, no exaggeration." Then forums. Reddit threads. Anonymous testimonials from men describing experiences that seemed too intense, too perfect to be real.But they were real.Route 47. Evening route. 7:15 PM departure from the downtown terminal.The bus where it happened. Where men went when they wanted an experience beyond the usual hookup. Where strangers became something more in the pressed-together darkness of a moving vehicle.The unwritten rules were clear:* Board at the main terminal* Stand in the middle section* Wear loose clothing* If you sit down immediately, you're not participating* If you stand, you're consenting* No names, no numbers, no meeting after* What happens on Route 47 stays thereAlex had read hundreds of accounts. Men describing being touched, claimed, fucked by strangers w

The bass from inside Pulse nightclub vibrated through Alex's chest as he approached the VIP entrance for the third Friday in a row.And there he was. Again.Dante.Six-foot-five of pure intimidation, arms crossed over a chest that strained against his black security shirt, dark eyes that assessed every person who approached with cold calculation. At thirty-two, Dante had been the head bouncer at Pulse for five years, and his reputation was legendary, he decided who got access to the exclusive VIP rooms, and his criteria were mysterious and absolute.Alex had been trying to get past him for weeks."ID," Dante said without looking up from his clipboard.Alex handed it over, trying not to stare at the way Dante's tattooed forearms flexed as he checked the list. Twenty-five, confident, and used to getting what he wanted, Alex had never been denied entry anywhere.Until Dante."You're not on the list," Dante said, handing back the ID."I know. I was hoping for general VIP access. I'm willi

"FUCK! RYAN! OH MY GOD!"Sam's scream echoed in the confined space of the Uber as Ryan's fourteen-inch cock pounded up into him with brutal, relentless force. The car rocked violently on its suspension, parked in a dark alley off the main street, windows fogged with condensation, completely concealing what was happening inside.Sam was straddling Ryan in the backseat....his pants around his ankles, shirt pushed up, completely impaled on that massive shaft. His hands clutched at Ryan's shoulders for balance as Ryan gripped his hips with bruising strength and thrust up with inhuman power."That's it," Ryan growled, his voice rough with lust. "Ride my cock. Take every fucking inch."Sam tried....God, he tried....lifting himself up and sinking back down, but his drunk, exhausted legs couldn't keep up with Ryan's brutal pace. Ryan wasn't waiting for Sam to set the rhythm. He was taking what he wanted, using his grip on Sam's hips to slam him down while simultaneously thrusting up.The resu