All Chapters of Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Erotic Collections): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The following days I couldn’t stay away from Ethan’s basement. Every single night after the house went quiet, I would sneak downstairs to go kiss his huge cock. And every night he fucked me harder, deeper, and riskier than the night before. **** But Friday night, I decided to push him even further. Dinner was the first tease. The whole family was sitting around the table -- Mr. and Mrs. Harper, Sarah, Ethan, and I. I wore a short, loose sundress with absolutely nothing underneath. Ethan sat directly across from me, already looking nervous and hot the second I walked in. Halfway through the meal, I slipped my bare foot out of my sandal and stretched my leg under the table till my toes found his crotch. I rubbed slowly over his pants, feeling his cock twitch and grow instantly. His fork stopped halfway to his mouth. “Ethan, honey, is the food okay?” his mom asked. “Y-yeah… it’s great,” he stammered, face turning red. " Just the room being a little spicy, and impatient"

I slid off Ethan’s cock with a slick sound, thick strings of his cum and my juices dripping down my thighs on the floor in messy trails. I didn’t even bother wiping it away. Instead, I crawled toward Sarah on all fours like o was stalking her, my heavy tits swaying, eyes locked on hers the whole time. Sarah’s breath hitched sharply. She tried to take a step back, but the wall was right there, trapping her. Her eyes were wide, pupils blown. I reached up slowly, hooked my fingers into the waistband of her pajama shorts, and pulled them down along with her panties in one motion. Her pussy was shaved smooth and absolutely soaked, puffy lips swollen and glistening under the dim basement light. A thick, shiny string of her arousal stretched down her inner thigh before breaking and dripping onto the floor. “Fuck, Sarah… you’re dripping,” I whispered into her ear. . I leaned down and dragged my tongue slowly up her slit from bottom to top, savoring the sweet, desperate taste of her. Sa

She sat up between us, breathing hard, tears still drying on her flushed cheeks. For a long moment she just stared at the ceiling, like she was fighting with her inner-self. Then something dark and ugly flickered across her face. Finally she spoke. “Get on your knees,” she said quietly, looking at Ethan. “Both of you.” Ethan and I exchanged a quick glance, but we obeyed her. The three of us ended up on the floor. Ethan and I were on our knees, while Sarah standing over us like she’d just discovered a new version of herself. She grabbed the belt again. “Hands behind your back, little bro” Ethan put his hands behind him without arguing. Sarah tied them tightly with the headset cable, then did the same to me. We were both kneeling naked in in front of her, wrists bound, completely at her mercy. Sarah’s voice was low. “You two fucked behind my back… in my house… using each other,, so now I’m going to use you.” She started with me. She pushed my face down to the floor,

“Take your clothes off.” My hands were shaking. I stood there in my old tank top and cotton shorts, heart slamming against my ribs, while three grown men stared at me like I was already theirs just waiting to be ruined. Now Tony and Rico had stopped pretending to inspect anything they were just watching now, arms crossed and eyes curly. “I… I can’t,” I fought back. Mr. Reynolds stepped closer, his big belly brushing against me. “You can, and you will. Or I call the eviction crew right now and you’re out on the street by Monday. Your choice, Lena.” I looked at the locked door, then back at the three of them. No way out. No one coming to save me. With trembling fingers I grabbed the bottom of my tank top and pulled it over my head. My bare tits spilled free, nipples already stiff from fear and the strange heat between my legs. I pushed my shorts and panties down together, stepping out of them until I was completely naked in my own kitchen. “Fuck, look at that,” Ton

I was still on the floor, shaking, cum leaking from my pussy and ass in thick white streams. My body felt used and ruined, but a sick, throbbing heat still pulsed between my legs. I didn’t fight when they pulled me up. They stayed for hours. The three of them turned my tiny off-campus apartment into their personal fuck pad. They dragged me to the kitchen table and made me ride two cocks at once, with Tony sitting on a chair with his thick cock buried in my pussy, Rico forcing his way into my already-sore ass from behind. I screamed as they stretched me open, double-penetrating me while Mr. Reynolds stood in front and fucked my throat. “Ride those cocks, tenant slut,” Mr. Reynolds growled, slapping my face lightly with his heavy dick. “This is your new rent payment plan.” I was sobbing and moaning at the same time, my body betraying me again as another orgasm ripped through me. They made me clean their cocks after every load, pulling out of my pussy or ass and shoving the m