All Chapters of Ravished: A Collection Of Sin: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

POV: Tobi..I broke our kiss and lowered my lips away from hers, trailing soft kisses across her jaw, then down her neck, and not stopping until my lips came into contact with her nipple. My lips wrapped around one of Lara’s erect nipples and I gently sucking while letting my tongue circle the hard bud. I heard her gasp softly, trying not to be loud but not being able to help herself, as I gently pinched the nipple of her breast that wasn’t inside my mouth.“I need you inside me,” Lara said with a quiet yet husky voice.I detached my mouth from her nipple and let my hand drop as she lifted herself off me, allowing me to lift myself slightly, and both of us quickly pulled down our trousers and underwear. The moment I pulled down my underwear, my cock sprang out, revealing my seven-inch length. I saw Lara’s eyes drop to my throbbing erection and as they did my eyes travelled down her body to the strip of dark pubic hair that led down to the shape of her pussy between her parted legs

POV: Jake..Darryl took Megan's hand and led her over to where he and Sam were sitting. Sam handed her a beer, which she hesitantly took, then took a big swig for liquid courage."That's it!" Darryl said. He cupped her breasts now and squeezed them together. I knew what he was thinking, Darryl loves titty-fucking. Sam also rubbed his crotch, watching them, Randy, and Cecile.One of Randy's hands had slid beneath the waistband of Cecile's shorts, which were elastic waist, so they slid down a little, revealing the straps of a skimpy thong. Randy was such a team player, he had made sure we all had a clear view of his every move and every inch of Cecile's flesh that was exposed."What's this?" Randy asked and, in a quick motion, tugged her shorts down to get a better look. Once the shorts were past Cecile's hips, they fell to the floor. Cecile tried to grab them before they fell, but Randy stopped her. "You're not putting those back on when we can look at these instead," he said, referr

POV: Third person..The hot afternoon sun shone down on the perfectly cut lawn, making the whole backyard a bright shade of green. The only sounds were the rhythmic sound of a softball hitting leather and the occasional grunt of efforts to catch it.Katrina, with her blonde ponytail sticking to the damp skin of her neck, wound up for another pitch. Her focus was great, her form a product of ten years of meticulous coaching.Twenty feet away, her step-father sat on an upside-down bucket wearing catcher's gear. The mask hid his face, but she knew his eyes were locked on her, analyzing every shift of her weight, and every flick of her wrist.“Remember, Kitten,” his voice echoed slightly from behind the mask. “It’s in the snap. Don’t guide it. Let it fly.”She nodded, her tongue poking out in concentration. This was their ritual, every Sunday when the weather allowed. She went into her motion, leg lifting, arm whipping around in a perfect circle. This one was her masterpiece, a nasty

POV: Third person..She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her heart pounding so hard she thought it might break. She met his gaze, her own filled with a confusing mix of innocence and desire.“I was just kissing it better, Daddy.”The silence stretched between them, thick and electric, broken only by the ragged sound of their breathing. He stared at her, her expression shifting from shock to something more complex, a deep, searching intensity. Katrina stayed on her knees, the taste of him still on her tongue.“Why did you do that?” he repeated, his voice lower now, rough with spent passion and something else, curiosity.Katrina swallowed, her throat working around the lingering sensation of him. She looked down at his lap, at his cock, still glistening from her mouth, now softening against his thigh. The bruises stood out in stark contrast. She felt a fresh wave of guilt, but it was drowned out by a surge of defiant honesty. The secret was out. There was no taking it back

POV: Toni..I had never been with a woman or really even considered it. To be honest, my sexual experiences were limited to just a few drunken one-night stands in college. I had never even had an orgasm with a partner, and after those encounters, I had decided it was just easier to pleasure myself. That was until I met Tiffany. I had never thought I would be attracted to a woman, but Tiffany was gorgeous and exuded sexual energy.We met at a party thrown by a mutual friend. I was mesmerized the minute she walked in. From her fiery red hair, porcelain skin, pouty lips, and voluptuous hourglass figure. She turned every head as she walked across the patio in her tight cut-off denim shorts and black tank top. I was at a complete loss for words when she approached me and introduced herself as she poured a drink.I felt very self-conscious of my petite tomboy figure as we made small talk. I was a college gymnast and had the typical tight-toned body frame that was necessary to excel in th