All Chapters of Forbidden Fantasies: A Steamy Erotica Collection: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 102.Loe’s POVThe weekend felt too long and too short at the same time. I stayed in my apartment, cleaned everything twice, watched stupid shows on my laptop, and tried hard not to think about Fred. But every time I sat down my body remembered. The stretch when he pushed inside me. The sound of his groan when he came. The way his cum leaked out of me afterward. By Sunday night I had touched myself three times thinking about it. Each time the guilt came right after, heavy and sharp, but it never lasted long enough to stop me.Monday morning I walked into the office with my stomach in knots. I made his coffee exactly the way he liked it and carried the mug to his door. He was already inside on a call. When I set the mug down he looked up at me. His eyes moved over my face, then lower, like he could see through my blouse. He gave me a small nod. Nothing more. Professional in front of everyone else.The day started normal, the usual office grind. Emails. Scheduling. A short team

Chapter 104.Lira’s POVI never meant for any of this to happen.My name is Lira. Everyone at church knows me as Deacon Harlan’s perfect daughter. The one who sings in the choir with a sweet, pure voice. The one who helps with Sunday school and always has a smile for the old ladies who pinch my cheeks. They think I’m the golden girl who will marry a nice Christian boy and raise godly babies.They have no idea I’m Masked Barbie.It started small. Just pictures at first. A little lace, a lot of skin, face hidden behind a pink mask I bought online. The money came in fast. Enough to pay my secret credit card bills and buy things my parents would never approve of. Then the videos. Short ones at the beginning. Later, longer ones where I spread my legs and touched myself while whispering filthy things to the camera. Men paid good money for that. I told myself it was harmless. Just fantasy. No one from my real life would ever find out.Until Lucas did.I noticed him the first time he showed

Chapter 106. Lira’s POV The next few days blurred together in a sick kind of rhythm. I went to church like nothing was wrong. Sat beside my mom in the front pew every Sunday. Helped hand out bulletins. Smiled when the old ladies told me how pretty my voice sounded in the choir. All while Lucas watched from the sound booth or the back rows. His eyes followed me everywhere. Every time I glanced back, he was there. That half-smirk on his face. Like he owned me now. I barely slept. Every night I lay in bed touching myself the way he told me to, but I never let myself finish. The ache between my legs grew worse each day. My body felt restless and hot. Guilty. I hated how much I thought about his fingers. The wet sounds they made. The way he called me desperate. Wednesday night came again. Midweek service. I sang the hymns with a voice that felt too sweet for what I was becoming. After it ended, I told my parents I needed to stay and help put away the hymnals. My mom kissed my cheek and

Chapter 108.Lira’s POVThe guilt started eating me alive.Every morning I woke up feeling way sick than before. My mom would smile at me over breakfast like nothing was wrong, but I knew better. I saw the way her eyes lit up when Lucas’s name came up in conversation.The way she checked her reflection in the hallway mirror before prayer meetings. She was changing right in front of me, and it was all because of him.Lucas kept pushing.His texts to me got even bolder. He wanted details. What my mom wore to bed. Whether she seemed lonely when my dad was busy with church business. He told me exactly what to say to create more chances for him to be alone with her.I obeyed every command. I hated myself for it, but the fear of him exposing my secret was stronger than the shame.Thursday night was another prayer meeting at our house. My dad was leading a special session on resisting temptation. The irony burned in my chest the whole time. I sat on the couch pretending to listen, but my min

Chapter 110.Lira’s POVI couldn’t stop shaking.Every time I closed my eyes I saw Lucas’s hand inside my mom’s blouse. The way her head fell back. The soft, hungry sound she made when he touched her nipple. And the way he looked straight up the stairs at me while he did it, like he was putting on a show just for me.The ache between my legs never went away now. I walked around the house wet and throbbing, terrified my mom would notice something different in my face.Lucas didn’t give me time to breathe.His next text came late that same night:“Tomorrow night. After your dad leaves for the deacon meeting. Tell your mom you’re going to bed early. Leave your bedroom door unlocked and stay inside. I’m coming over. Both of you will be there.”My stomach dropped. I typed back with trembling fingers: “Please don’t. She’ll freak out if she knows I know.”His reply was instant: “She won’t know unless you tell her. You’re going to hide and watch. If you make a sound or try to stop it, I send