All Chapters of Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Brave Girl With The Perfect Little Throat (1)

Brave Girl With The Perfect Little Throat (1)Liora's POVI stood in front of him in the slightly dark room, my heart hammering so hard I could hear it. Elias watched me with that quiet, commanding stare that always made my knees feel weak. He was older, experienced, and tonight he had promised to push me further than I had ever gone.“Go on your knees, Liora,” he said softly.I sank down without hesitation, the carpet soft beneath me. My mouth was already watering. He stepped closer, slowly unbuckling his belt, the sound sending a thrill through my body. When he freed himself, his cock hung big in front of my face and I looked up at him, my lips parting as I waited.He cupped my jaw gently at first, his thumb brushing my lower lip. “You look so beautiful like this,” he murmured. “You’re so eager to please me.”He guided the head of his cock to my lips and I opened for him, taking him in slowly, savoring the warm, smooth weight on my tongue. Elias let out a low breath as I swirled my

Brave Girl With The Perfect Little Throat (2)

Brave Girl With The Perfect Little Throat (2)Liora’s POVMy throat still burned from how deeply he had taken me, but Elias wasn’t close to being done with me yet. He pulled me gently to my feet, his hands steady on my waist, and looked into my eyes with that intense, possessive gaze that made my knees weak.“I want you to lie on the bed,” he said softly. “Allow your head to hang off the edge.”I obeyed, crawling onto the soft sheets and lying down so my head hung backward over the mattress. The position left my throat completely open and vulnerable. My heart raced as Elias stepped forward, towering above me. His thick cock hovered just above my upside-down face, heavy and glistening from my earlier efforts.He stroked himself slowly, his eyes locked on mine. “You look so beautiful like this,” he murmured. “Ready to let me use that perfect throat again.”He tapped the head of his cock against my lips and I opened wide without being told. He slid inside smoothly, pushing past my tongue

Showing Dripping Pussy To Strangers (1)

Showing Dripping Pussy To Strangers (1)Rose's POVGlasses clinked as the night approached,a crowd of well-dressed strangers were scattered around doing random things. I stood near the edge of the terrace, my heart already racing as I felt Kai’s presence behind me.He had brought me here on purpose. A semi-public place where anyone could look over and see us if they paid close enough attention. The thought made my skin flush hot.Kai stepped closer, his tall frame pressing lightly against my back. His hand settled on my hip, his fingers pressing possessively through the thin fabric of my short emerald dress. No one around us seemed to notice yet because they were too busy drinking, talking, and enjoying the view.“Lift the front of your dress,” he murmured against my ear, his voice low and commanding. “Do it slowly. Show me how wet you are for all these strangers.”My breath caught in my throat, heat flooding my cheeks and pooling between my thighs. I glanced around to see people stil

Showing Dripping Pussy To Strangers (2)

Showing Dripping Pussy To Strangers (2)Rose's POV I felt dazed, my body buzzing and my pussy throbbing with aftershocks but he wasn’t finished and not even close.He turned me gently so I faced the railing overlooking the city lights. The rooftop bar was still buzzing with people laughing and chatting only a few feet away. Anyone who glanced in our direction would see me — a young woman standing at the edge with her short black skirt bunched around her waist, completely exposed from the waist down.Kai pressed against my back, his hard cock straining through his trousers against my ass. One arm wrapped around my waist to hold me steady while his other hand returned between my legs.“Spread wider for them,” he whispered hotly against my ear. “Let every stranger here see how soaked and ready this pretty pussy is.”A fresh wave of shame and arousal crashed over me. I shifted my stance, parting my thighs further apart. The cool night breeze brushed directly against my dripping folds, ma

Eyes On The Mirror (1)

Eyes On The Mirror (1)Ava's POVThe fitting room curtain was so thin it barely qualified as a barrier. One strong tug or an accidental brush and the entire store could see what was going on inside. That knowledge sent a dark, delicious thrill racing through me as I stood in front of the full-length mirror wearing nothing but an expensive black lace lingerie set I had no intention of buying.I had come to this upscale boutique on a whim, telling myself I just wanted to try something luxurious but the moment the tall, sharply dressed salesman named Julian locked eyes with me in the main showroom, I knew this visit would become something else entirely.He had followed me to the fitting rooms carrying several more pieces “for consideration.” Now he stood just outside the flimsy curtain, his voice smooth and professional.“How does the set feel, Miss Ava? Any adjustments needed?”My pulse quickened. The bra cupped my full breasts perfectly, the delicate lace barely covering my hardened ni

Eyes On The Mirror (2)

Eyes On The Mirror (2)Ava's POVJulian didn’t give me a moment to recover. My legs were still trembling, my soaked thong clinging to my swollen folds, when he turned me firmly to face the mirror again. His tall, solid frame pressed against my back, his hard cock throbbing insistently against my ass through his tailored trousers.“Let your eyes stay in the mirror,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “I want you to watch everything I do to you.”His hands moved with purpose as he tugged the bra cups down completely, letting my full breasts spill free. My nipples were tight and aching and as he cupped them from behind, squeezing firmly, rolling the sensitive peaks between his fingers, I had to bite my lip to hold back a moan. In the reflection, I looked completely undone with lust as this stranger played with my body in the middle of a public boutique.Julian’s right hand slid down my stomach and pushed the drenched thong aside once more. Two long fingers glided through my slick hea

Good Girls Don’t Come Without Permission (1)

Good Girls Don’t Come Without Permission (1)Delilah's POVEveryone gathered around the Linh dining table—twenty guests filling the elegant room with conversation and laughter, but none of them had any idea what was happening beneath the table.I sat perfectly straight beside my husband, smiling politely, nodding at the right moments, while a small but powerful vibrator remained taped firmly to my inner thigh. Its smooth head pressed directly against my swollen clit. John had secured it himself earlier in the guest bathroom — sliding my black lace panties aside, spreading my already dripping folds, and pressing the device exactly where it would torment me most. Then he turned it on to the lowest setting and whispered against my ear:“Good girls don’t come without permission.”Now, nearly two hours into this dinner party, I was barely holding on.The vibrations were constant, low, and maddeningly gentle. They were enough to keep me aching and desperate but never enough to push me over

Good Girls Don’t Come Without Permission (2)

Good Girls Don’t Come Without Permission (2)Delilah's POVI could barely walk straight as I excused myself from the table. My legs felt weak, my thighs slick and trembling from hours of relentless edging. Every step made the soaked lace of my panties rub against my swollen clit, sending fresh sparks of need through my body. I climbed the stairs slowly, feeling John’s eyes on me the entire way.I slipped into the guest bathroom at the end of the hallway and left the door unlocked, just as he had commanded. The moment I closed it, I leaned against the sink, breathing hard. My reflection in the mirror looked wrecked — flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, lips slightly parted. I was a mess, and he hadn’t even fucked me yet.The door opened a minute later.John stepped inside and locked it behind him with a quiet click. His eyes darkened the instant they landed on me. Without saying a word, he crossed the small space in two strides and pushed me back against the counter. His hand immediately slid

Please put your fingers inside me! (1)

Please put your fingers inside me! (1)Isabella's POVI stood in the center of the dark bedroom wearing nothing but a thin silk slip that barely reached the tops of my thighs. My wrists were bound loosely behind my back with a soft black tie, and my heart was already racing.Damien sat in the armchair across from me, his legs spread, watching me with a calm, predatory patience that always made me weak. He hadn’t touched me yet, he simply looked at me, his dark eyes tracing every curve of my body, every shallow breath I took.“Turn around slowly,” he said, his voice smooth.I obeyed, turning in a full circle so he could see all of me. When I faced him again, he leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on his knees.“Spread your legs a little wider, Isabella.”I parted my thighs, feeling the cool air on my already slick folds. I was bare underneath the slip, and I knew he could see how wet I was becoming just from his gaze.He smiled faintly. “Good girl. Now tell me… how badly do you

Please Put Your Fingers Inside Me (2)

Please Put Your Fingers Inside Me (2)Isabella's POV Damien didn’t release me right away. His fingers remained buried deep inside my pulsing core, stroking with slow, deliberate motions that prolonged every aftershock rippling through my body. I trembled violently against his solid chest, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps that filled the quiet luxury of the penthouse. My wrists were still securely bound behind my back with smooth silk, leaving me completely helpless and at his mercy. The delicate slip I had worn for him was now bunched uselessly around my waist, offering no modesty. Warm, slick trails of my own wetness coated my inner thighs, it was the evidence of how thoroughly he had already undone me.He watched me intently, savoring every quiver and whimper. Only when my breathing began to steady did he slowly withdraw his fingers, glistening with my wetness. He brought them to my lips without a word and I parted them obediently and sucked his fingers clean, tasting my ow

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