All Chapters of Used, Corrupted and Ruined (An Off-Limits Collection): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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CLEAN MY COCK WITH YOUR TONGUE 👅 💦

BOOK 1: BREAKING MY BEST FRIEND'S GIRLFRIEND Hurst’s POV I wanted to fuck my best friend's girlfriend. Crazy thing to admit out loud. Even crazier to keep thinking about it. Damian and I had been inseperable since the summer he got accepted into college. I still remember his mom dropping him off, and the way I couldn't tear my eyes off her cleavage until he introduced himself. “Damian Morales.” “Eli Hurst.” We shared everything back then. Food, clothes, sometimes even things that should've raised eyebrows. But one thing that remained completely off limits, were girls. Ironically, it wasn't because of some sacred bro-code or glaring red label. We simply had violently different tastes. Damian was wild. So he liked girls that fit that narrative. Dangerous curves, lustful eyes, and bodies built for sin. I, on the other hand, craved the innocent ones… or those that pretended to be either way. Because I knew what simmered underneath their fake stoicism and cracking r

I'M GOING TO FUCK YOUR MOUTH 👄🍆

Hursts’s POV “Let go of me. Now.” The cheeky spark in her gaze had guttered out, replaced by something sharper: fear, maybe, or the sudden realization that she wasn't in control anymore. “I said, back off!” She twisted, trying to break free. One hand broke loose for a split second, swinging toward my face in a sloppy arc. I caught it mid-air, slammed both wrists back against the cold metal, and a short gasp leaped down her lips. The sound went straight to my cock. I slipped out of the soiled briefs, still throbbing as it brushed her cheek. “You don’t get to give orders anymore,” I said quietly. “Not after grinding on me like a bitch in heat.” My fists tightened over her wrists, making sure the strongest wriggle would be nothing but a futile attempt at resistance. “Here’s what's gonna happen. You're gonna answer all of my questions. And if I don't like your responses, I'm going to fuck your mouth.” Her lips parted. Shock, maybe outrage. She tried to turn her head aw

YOU DON'T DESERVE THIS DICK🍆💦🔞

Valia’s POV The wall was already vibrating. Damian’s bed slammed repeatedly, over and over like a savage, relentless piston. The girl’s voice tore in wet, broken screams: “Fuck—Daddy—yes—give me that cock—I’m squirting again—oh my God—” Every filthy detail soaked into my skin. The wet squelch, the slap of skin, her desperate little gushes echoing through the thin plaster like it was happening right here in Hurst’s room. I was curled on the far side of his mattress, knees tucked, back to him, pretending the dark hid how badly my body was betraying me. Pretending I wasn’t soaking wet thinking about another person too. How that monster had stretched my throat raw earlier. How thick it felt sliding over my tongue. How much thicker it would feel splitting my pussy open… ruining me, stretching me past what Damian ever could. My hand shoved between my thighs before I could stop myself. Panties yanked aside, I plunged two fingers straight into my soaked cunt, and fucked myself h

DRIPPING WHILE I FUCK YOU IN FRONT OF YOUR BOYFRIEND

Valia’s POV The pan hissed as I cracked the last egg into it. My thighs sparked with every small shift of weight… deep, dull throbs that reminded me exactly where Hurst’s fingers had been last night. How thick they’d stretched me, how cruelly he’d left me empty and shaking. My panties were still soiled with juices, and sneaking into Damian's room without giving last night's ordeal away was practically impossible. So, I had on nothing but the jersey from yesterday, the hem brushing my skin still sticky from dried arousal and spit. Every time I moved, cool air kissed the slickness between my legs. I clenched involuntarily, trying to ignore how swollen I still felt. The scent of butter and onions drifted down the hall, and Damian's grown bellowed from the bedroom, voice thick with sleep. “Babe? That you?” I forced my voice steady. “Yeah. Making breakfast.” He shuffled out a minute later. Hair messy, boxers low on his hips, yawning. He wrapped an arm around my waist from beh

I'LL HELP YOU BREAK HIS MOM🔞

Valia’s POV Janette Dimitrov stood on the doorstep like she’d stepped straight out of a campus brochure. President of the Literature Club. Straight-A student. Daughter of professors. She was the kind of girl who quoted Austen in casual conversation and wore her intelligence like armor. Today, she wore a crisp white button-up tucked into a charcoal pencil skirt that hugged her hips. The fabric pulled tight across her ass when she shifted her weight. The top two buttons strained against the swell of her breasts… modest on campus, obscene up close. She looked innocent. Untouchable. “Hi, Valia,” she said, voice soft and polite. “Is Hurst around?” I opened the door wider, throat dry. “Yeah. Come in.” Before I could step aside, Hurst appeared behind me, close enough that his hips brushed my ass as he leaned past to greet her. “Hey, baby,” he murmured, cupping Janette’s jaw and kissing her slow, tongue visible for one filthy second. Janette sighed into it, soft, needy,

I'LL FUCK HER IN THE MASSAGE ROOM💦

Valia’s POV Mrs. Morales looked nothing like a woman in her mid-forties. She sat across from me on the dining table, her dark hair falling in soft waves past her shoulders. The simple black dress she wore clung to her curves in a way that made it impossible not to notice how full her breasts were or how gracefully her waist flared into wide hips. Damian sat right beside her, happily chatting about nothing in particular, while Hurst sat on my right, close enough that his thigh pressed against mine under the table. “I’m just so proud of both of you,” Mrs. Morales said, looking between Damian and Hurst. “Staying this close all these years, through college and everything. It’s rare to see friends like that.” I forced a smile and nodded, even though my focus was elsewhere. Hurst’s hand had been resting on my thigh since we sat down. Now his fingers had slipped under the hem of my skirt, slowly tracing upward until they found my bare pussy. I wasn’t wearing panties — his

MAKE ME CUM MRS. MORALES🔞🍆👅

Hurst’s POV The guest room was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioner and the soft sound of Mrs. Morales’ breathing. She lay face-down on the massage table, completely relaxed. A single white towel covered her ass, leaving the smooth expanse of her back bare. Her dark hair spilled over one shoulder, and even from this angle I could see the heavy curve of her breasts pressed against the padded surface. Soft, full, womanly in a way that made my cock twitch the moment I closed the door behind me. “Thank you for doing this, Valia,” she murmured without turning her head, voice already drowsy with relief. “My back’s been killing me for weeks.” I didn’t correct her. I stepped closer, pouring warm oil into my palms. “Just relax. I’ve got you” I thought to myself. Starting at her shoulders, I pressed my thumbs in slow, deep circles, working out the tight knots I found there. She let out a long, grateful sigh that went straight to my dick. “Oh… that already feels

HIS PERFECT LITTLE SLUTS🔞

Valia's POV The door snapped shut behind me and the room came into sharp, dizzying focus. Hurst was kneeling over Mrs. Morales on the massage table, his thick cock glistening with her wetness, eyes dark with pure lust. He barely glanced at me when I entered. Even when I frantically signaled for them to stay quiet, he just gave me that slow, growing smile — as if this was all some private joke. As if we weren’t seconds away from total disaster “Mom? Are you still in there?” Damian knocked again. The door handle rattled as he tried to nudge it open. Fuck. Fuck! Fuck! We're so fucked— “I—I’m good,” Mrs. Morales called out, her voice shaky but surprisingly steady. “The knots are just… a little more stubborn than we thought. Valia’s going deeper. That’s all.” What?! I stared at her in disbelief. She was lying there underneath Hurst’s throbbing cock, her lips still shiny with spit and his cum, and she was covering for him? Hurst’s smile widened, clearly enjoying every se

PUT YOUR BODY TO USE, HEATED BITCH!🔞

BOOK 2: CORRUPTING THE BROOK SISTER'S Natalie’s POV All I needed was one more day. One more performance where that fat, useless slob of a husband pretended to be the responsible, doting CEO the city believed he was. Show up to my inauguration ceremony, smile for the cameras, and kiss me on the cheek like we actually meant something after six miserable years of marriage. Instead, like always, he chose to humiliate me. Seven texts and eight missed calls later… still nothing. I tossed my phone onto the backseat and gripped the steering wheel tighter, knuckles turning white. The speedometer needle climbed higher — 140… 145… well past the limit. A foreign feel even for a police officer. Scratch that — Chief of Police now. The city lights blurred into streaks as I pushed the car faster, trying to outrun the rage boiling in my chest. “SunnyVale Estate in fifty meters.” I killed the navigation with a sharp jab. I didn’t want to go home. Not tonight. The road stretch

USE HER HANDS, MOUTH AND PUSSY🔞

Natalie's POV The moment the patrol car door slammed shut, Theodore wasted no time. He dragged me across the backseat and forced my head down onto his lap, my cheek pressed against his thigh. My wrists were still cuffed behind my back, making it impossible to push myself up. “Drive slow,” Theodore told James, his voice thick with anticipation. “I want to enjoy this.” James chuckled from the driver’s seat and pulled away from the side of the road. Theodore’s hand immediately slid under my dress, yanking my panties aside. His fingers found my pussy and started rubbing roughly, spreading the wetness that had already betrayed me on the roadside. “Still soaked, Chief,” he mocked, smacking my ass hard with his other hand. The sharp slap echoed in the confined space. “All that power in the office, and look at you now.” I tried to twist away, but with my hands cuffed and my body half-sprawled across his lap, there was nowhere to go. “Stop—” I hissed. Another hard slap lande

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