Todos los capítulos de Used, Corrupted and Ruined (An Off-Limits Erotica Collection: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

BOOK 1: BREAKING MY BEST FRIEND'S GIRLFRIENDHurst’s POVI 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 for the innocent ones… or those that pretended to be either way. Because I knew what simmered underneath their fake stoicism and cracking restraint… was t

Valia’s POVThe 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. I fucked myself hard and painfu

Valia’s POVJanette 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 pulling 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, then pulled back