All Chapters of Forbidden Fantasies: A Steamy Erotica Collection: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 32Yara’s POVThe wedding came and went like a cursed playlist I couldn’t skip. Mom was in her ivory gown, beaming like she’d won a lottery and Mike? God, Mike was standing there in his crisp suit, those broad shoulders filling it out so perfectly that I had to clench my thighs beneath my bridesmaid dress just to keep from dripping right there in the church. He caught my eye during the vows, framing a smile meant for her, but I swear his gaze lingered on my cleavage a little too long. By Sunday night, it was official: he was my stepdad. My forbidden fantasy, wrapped up in a marriage certificate and living under my roof.Two days later, no honeymoon bs. Mom was already back at her corporate grind, vanishing off to meetings like nothing had changed.Fully expected.I mean, how the fuck did she think she could handle a marriage when she couldn’t even handle raising me without flinging me on Nannies half the time? She left for work before he even woke up, leaving me alone with hi

Chapter 34Theo’s POVWho’s more dangerous between a squirter and a creamer?I guess you’d have chosen one out of the both right?But why pick one when I know I can have both? Especially when they’re both my stepmoms. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no bad boy. But I’m about to share one of the craziest moments of my life. The Fall…..It all started like this. I was adopted by my moms, Thia and Leah, when I was just eleven years old, when I had accepted the fate of not ever being adopted again. They were this perfect lesbian couple, full of love and energy, all and more than I could’ve ever asked for, and they poured it all into raising me. They spoiled me rotten, taught me manners, how to treat princesses(they preferred females to be called princesses.), and made sure I grew up right. Even when I had gotten into a fight with a friend in middle school, they decided military school was the way to go; build discipline, character, and all that shit. So off I went. And now? I’m back. Nine yea

Chapter 36Theo’s POVThe next day, which was Sunday. I woke up completely drained after spending the whole night bopping up and down on my cock like a jackhammer operator. My balls ached from all the jerking, replaying that blowjob, her wrapping her mouth around my length, swallowing my thick cum like it was nothing. I knew they were probably up already, preparing for our usual family game night. But fuck, how was I supposed to face her after that? I dragged myself out of bed into the bathroom, splashed my face with water, and headed downstairs. Leah was in the kitchen cooking, her back facing me. The smell of eggs and bacon hit me, but all I could focus on was her ass in those tight shorts, swaying as she stirred. She didn’t turn around. “Good morning. Thia’s out; she went to get snacks for the night, and she listed out a few things she needs you to buy. List’s on the table there.”She was cold. No hugs. No kisses. Not even the usual playfulness. Just that flat tone. I felt guilt

Chapter 38Theo’s POVLike every other morning, I dragged myself out of bed, my entire body sore and aching from Thia’s wild ride at midnight. Honestly, if I didn’t stop with the sex and all, I’d be as limp as a At the table, Thia didn’t even bother to spare me a glance at all, I didn’t to think much about it though, after all it was the Theo’s effect; I fuck them then they pretend to act as if I don’t exist. I said my usual greetings before plopping into the chair opposite Leah, digging into the good looking eggs. It looked like it was dressed to be taken for the gram. Mom had probably taken a pic of it again. No one said a word, Leah hummed, Thia kept meditating as she held her coffee mug acting like I hadn’t creampied her at night. While eating, I suddenly felt a sneaky leg sliding between mine under the table, toes brushing my inner thigh. I looked up quick, trying hard not to react, and caught Leah’s innocent smile, but her eyes were full of mischief. Holy fuck, she’d gotten

Chapter 40Lucy’s POVThe morning light kept sneaking through the curtains like it was mocking me on purpose. Another day starting and still no real satisfaction anywhere in sight. I just sat there watching Mateo button up his crisp white shirt, all efficient and already halfway out the door in his head. He still looked good: broad shoulders, that jaw that used to make me wet with one glance; but after last night’s pathetic two-minute disaster I just felt… nothing.Hollow. Like I was looking at a stranger who used to know how to fuck me.He slipped the tie on, knotted it loose, grabbed his briefcase and headed for the door. I stopped him in the foyer, fingers reaching up to fix that stupid silk knot even though I didn’t give a single fuck about it. Not after yesterday. But hey, gotta play the perfect little wifey, right? I rolled my eyes inside my head while I straightened it and forced a tiny smile. “There, all set for conquering the world,” I said, voice light like nothing was wr