Semua Bab Daddy's Secret: A Collection of Forbidden Stories: Bab 141 - Bab 150

The guilt was eating me alive, but it wasn’t enough to make me stop.Two days passed after that night in his bedroom. We barely spoke when Noah was around. Ethan would come home, kiss his son goodnight, and give me these long, heated looks that made my knees weak. I tried to focus on my job. I really did. But every time I walked past his bedroom door, my body remembered exactly how he felt inside me.On Thursday evening, Noah was extra tired after a full day at the park. He fell asleep on the couch while watching cartoons. I carried him to his room, tucked him in, and left the door slightly open like always. When I came back downstairs, Ethan was already home, standing in the kitchen with a glass of whiskey in his hand.He didn’t say anything. He just set the glass down and pulled me into him.Our kiss was desperate from the start. Hungry. His hands slid under my shirt, squeezing my breasts as he backed me toward the living room.“Ethan… Noah’s right upstairs,” I whispered, even as I

My name is Riley, nineteen years old, and I’d been living with my mom and her new husband, Derek, for almost a year. Derek was everything my real dad wasn’t tall, muscular, successful, with a deep voice that made my stomach flutter whenever he spoke. He was thirty-eight, worked out every morning, and had this calm, dominant way about him that made the whole house feel smaller when he was in it.Mom had left for a two-week business trip to Europe that morning. The house felt different the second her car pulled away. Just me and Derek.I was in the kitchen that evening, wearing a thin white tank top and tiny cotton shorts that barely covered my ass. I knew he was watching me from the living room as I reached up to grab a glass from the top shelf. My top rode up, showing the curve of my lower back.“Riley,” his voice came from behind me, low and rough. “You shouldn’t be walking around dressed like that.”I turned around slowly. Derek stood in the doorway, arms crossed, eyes dark. He was

The next day, Derek didn’t even pretend to be gentle.I was in the laundry room folding clothes when he found me. The moment I turned around, he grabbed me by the throat and pushed me against the washing machine. His eyes were dark, almost feral.“Take your clothes off. Now,” he ordered.My hands shook with excitement as I pulled off my top and shorts. I wasn’t wearing panties. He growled when he saw my bare, already wet pussy.“Such a fucking tease,” he said. He spun me around fast, bent me over the machine, and kicked my legs apart.No warning. No teasing.He shoved his thick cock inside me in one brutal thrust. I cried out as he stretched me wide open. He was so deep it almost hurt, but the pain mixed perfectly with pleasure.“Fuck, Daddy!” I moaned loudly.Derek grabbed my hair and yanked my head back hard. “That’s right. Call me Daddy while I ruin this pussy.”He started pounding me like a savage. Hard. Fast. Violent. The washing machine banged against the wall with every thrust.

My name is Mia, I’m twenty-one, and I was three months behind on rent. My landlord, Mr. Kane, had been texting me all week. Today he finally showed up at my door.When I opened it, he filled the entire frame. Tall, broad-shouldered, mid-forties, with salt-and-pepper hair and arms that looked like he actually worked for a living. He wasn’t smiling.“Three months, Mia,” he said, voice deep. “You know what that means.”I swallowed hard. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Kane. I got laid off from my part-time job and my student loan hasn’t come through yet. I just need a little more time.”He stepped inside without asking, closing the door behind him. His eyes moved slowly down my body. I was only wearing an oversized t-shirt and panties since I wasn’t expecting company.“I’ve been patient with you,” he said, walking closer. “Too patient. Most landlords would’ve kicked you out already.”My back hit the wall. He stopped just inches away, looking down at me like I was something he already owned.“I can pa

I was still trembling in his arms, his cock buried deep inside my pussy, when he suddenly pulled out. The cold water rushed against my swollen, sensitive folds, making me gasp.He didn’t let me rest.The Hunter turned me around forcefully, pressing my chest against the large smooth rock I had been holding onto earlier. The stream water came up to my waist now. My nipples brushed against the cold stone as he spread my legs wider with his knee.“You came so beautifully for me,” he growled against my ear, his voice low and dangerous. “But I told you I was taking this ass tonight.”My stomach tightened with a mix of fear and dark excitement. I had never done anal before. Not like this.“Wait… I’ve never—” I started, but he cut me off by biting my shoulder hard.“I know,” he said. “That’s why I’m going to enjoy ruining it.”He poured more of the thick oil he had brought from his bag straight between my ass cheeks. The warm liquid mixed with the cold stream water, creating a filthy, slipper