All Chapters of Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I should run.But instead, I was crawling forward like a leopard hunting for its prey.In my case—Mr. Quinn’s dick.“Come get it.” He was almost growling as if the anticipation of my lips around him was causing him to be impatient.And soon I was right in front of him, his legs already widened apart, his sack looking full, and his dick pulsing for my touch.Maybe I should have taken it slow.Maybe I should take my time and savor this forbidden moment.But I couldn’t.I was ovulating. I needed a dick that was veiny, hard, thick, and lengthy. Enough to make me see stars and scream profanities.Lastly, I required him. The man I have seen in every lusty image in my head.So I slowly wrapped my right hand around, and the response I got was a low groan.His cock pulsed in my hold, and I leaned down to kiss the pink mushroom head, bursting with precum.He tasted salty and sweet, a perfect mix of desires.“Take me into that filthy mouth of yours,” he rasped above, and I didn’t waste any more

Professor Klaus hated late students.And I knew those rules so much that I had never been late to his class until today.Today, when I knew I had to do everything to get his attention and get in his bad books. On purpose.I ran into the class, panting, wearing a very short sundress and long boots that reached my ankle. My hair was down in waves, and my makeup was super light, wanting to show my freckles especially.“Late to my class, Miss Hana?”His deep voice stopped me in my tracks as I tried to slip past him to my favorite third-row seat to the right. To watch him and touch myself to his voice.My eyes met his brown ones, and they flicked down to those plump pink lips that I’ve imagined sucking or being pressed to my cunt.He noticed.Heat instantly pooled at my belly.But I was in front of a whole class; people were watching. I couldn’t let them see how much I wanted our professor to bend me over his legs and spank me hard.“I’m sorry, sir. I had an emergency.” I replied, the lie

I took a full scoop of powdered milk to add to my bowl of cereal, but I couldn’t hold it in anymore.If I do, my bladder might burst any second from now.So I dashed up to the bathroom upstairs, dancing along with steps so the pee doesn’t manage to leak out before I reach my destination.The door was not locked; it was left ajar, and I could hear the shower sound from where I was standing.I pushed it open slowly and took a peek inside, and there he was—my stepbrother—utterly naked and steamily hot.My body felt the heat from the distance and barrier between us.I should turn around and make a dash for it. There are more bathrooms and restrooms in this house.But my feet were stuck to the ground, and my eyes and neck wouldn’t turn away from the delicious sight before me.Gulping down, I took slow and careful steps into the bathroom and then gently shut the door behind me.He didn’t hear me. He hasn’t seen me.He was even humming a song, washing his body slowly as if he had all the ti

~Hours Later~His hands slipped under my dress, and felt my entire warmness.It just wasn’t the hands I wished were touching me.Instead of Tim, it was my boyfriend, Mike.He came around about an hour ago, and now he was caressing my body so we could have sex.Sex with Mike is usually fun and exciting, but today, his touch was barely turning me on. It was as if the moment Tim touched me, I became immune to others’ touch.It was funny because usually, I would have jumped on Mike’s bone and riding him like we had to go a thousand miles.But right now, all I wanted was my stepbrother.And he had caved in like I had thought he would.I expected him to have come in, grovelling on his knees, begging for a release, and crumbling into pieces of desires as I made him feel my wholeness.“Amber,” Mike’s voice pulled me back to what he was doing. His finger had already invaded my wetness, pushing it and pulling it out at a slow pace that drives me crazy, “You are fucking wet. The fuck?” He sounde

The moment I sank on him, I lost all my senses, everything that should make me be rational and gentle, I lost them all.His cock inside of me was a whole new feeling that I have never experienced before.And his grunts weren’t helping. Neither was the way he was bucking up his hips and holding my waist tight as if, if he let me go, I would disappear like in his dreams.I was going slow, I tried to maintain that pace. I lifted my hips and sank back on him. A slow bounce. A motion that was driving us both crazy.“Ah- Amber, god,” he was rambling at this point, and the real fun was yet to start, “this feels- feels soooo goooood!” His voice raised in pitch and his nails dug into my skin where he was holding me tighter on my waist.I increase my pace.Bounced faster. His cock filled every room in my pussy, my walls hugged him tight and he was reaching the depth.He kept rambling. Cussing.And I didn’t slow down. I bounced hard and fast. The squelching sounds of our sex filled the air an