All Chapters of Broken Rules; A compilation of short erotic stories.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“You’re killing me, Ellen.” Then he walked away. Left me throbbing and ashamed.My stepfather looks young for a 50-year-old man; he’s got a cute face and nice abs. I’m not surprised that Mum fell hard for him; he’s hot.Until today.“Come here, naughty girl,” he growled finally, voice breaking on the words like he’d held them in too long.He grabbed my waist and yanked me onto his lap. No hesitation now. His hands roamed — rough, possessive — squeezing my ass through the skirt before shoving it up around my hips. I gasped, already soaked, grinding down on the thick ridge straining his slacks.He spun me, bent me over the desk. Papers scattered like confetti. His mouth crashed into mine, hungry, claiming, tasting like coffee and restraint finally snapping. His fingers hooked my panties, and he dragged them down just enough.“Fuck me hard, Daddy,” I begged. I deliberately came to his office just to feel his cock in my pussy again after what he did last night drove me crazy.He didn’t

Story 2.Clara had survived two years under Dave Hargrove’s thumb—endless overtime, frozen salary, casual insults disguised as “feedback,” all while he bought another yacht and another mistress. Today the breaking point finally arrived.Dave Hargrove, a hot billionaire and the CEO of Hargrove LTD. Everyone knows him to be a womanizer even though he doesn’t mix business with pleasure.Clara stood in front of her mirror that morning, intentionally late.“It’s my last day after all; why should I be in a rush?” She heaved, trying to sigh her worries away. She smoothed her black pencil skirt over her hips. It hugged her curves just right.“I'm going to dress as sexy as I want; no more T-shirts and pants. Fuck you, Dave!”She picked a white blouse that buttoned up to her neck but left the top one open; a hint of a lace bra peeked out.She danced around the room, spraying a light perfume on her wrists—jasmine and chocolate.It lingered in the air as she moved. Her dark hair fell in loose wav

“Hey! Mike, are you good?” Ezekiel called out, running towards me with a bottle of water.“Yeah, man. I’m good.” I raised my voice so he could hear. The sun dipped low over the empty field, stretching shadows across the dusty earth as Ezekiel and I geared up for tournament practice. Days away from the big event, and we were doing all we could in order to nail our routine.He reached the garage in split seconds, passing me the water.“Thanks man.” I patted him as he headed to finish up with the brakes in his bike.“Are the brakes good now?” I asked.“Yes, it’s almost done. He answered, squinting his eyes as he bolted the last screw.I wiped the grease off my hands with an old rag, stealing another glance at Ezekiel. He was bent over his bike, muscles shifting under that tight black tee, his broad shoulders looking even wider in the dim garage light. God, he was gorgeous—tall, tight jaw, and with that face that could make anyone weak. Girls lined up just to say “Hi” to him but appare

Ezekiel’s POVThe roar of the crowd still echoed in my ears as we crossed the finish line. Over the loudspeakers, the commentator’s voice boomed with pure adrenaline:“Ladies and gentlemen, what a finish! After an absolute war on the track — those brutal endurance runs, the razor-sharp obstacle courses, and that heart-stopping final relay — guess what, guys? We have our champions!Teaming up with perfect sync, pushing their machines and each other to the absolute limit… the winners of this year’s Regional Biker Tournament are… Mike and Ezekiel!Yes! The dynamic duo has done it! Mike’s lightning agility on the shifts and Ezekiel’s raw power cutting through the wind — they were unstoppable today! Give it up for our new champions!”The stadium exploded in cheers. Adrenaline pumped hard through my veins as I glanced over at Mike. His soft features were flushed with victory and exhaustion, light skin glowing under the stadium lights. We’d fucking done it.I slapped him on the back, grinnin

Lena’s POVDamn, such a breathtaking slut!” Ezekiel growled, his deep voice sending a fresh shiver through me.Mike and Ezekiel moved closer, their eyes dark with hunger. Mike’s hands went straight to my tits, fondling the soft, heavy mounds before he buried his face between them.Then I bounced them playfully against his cheeks, loving how obsessed he looked.He really is tits-obsessed, and I’m not complaining.Ezekiel reached for my ass instead, spanking each cheek hard until the soft flesh turned red and warm under his palm. I could tell he was completely addicted to it.“Hmm, yes, daddies,” I moaned in the softest, sweetest voice I could manage. Even I felt the effect of my own words — a fresh gush of warm cum slipped down my inner thighs.I gently pushed the tits-obsessed cutie away and slipped out of Ezekiel’s grip, then lay flat on the long bench. My head, back, and ass rested on the cool wood while my legs dangled onto the cold tiles. My nipples were rock-hard, begging for at