บททั้งหมดของ Unholy Cravings and Desires: Short Erotica collections : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Alex looked at me like I was something he wanted to savor.“You’re trembling,” he said softly, voice low and rough. “Still okay?”I nodded, my breath shaky. “Yeah. Just… don’t stop touching me.”He stepped closer. His hands came up slow, palms sliding over my hips, thumbs brushing the sensitive skin just below my ribs. I shivered as they moved higher, cupping the undersides of my breasts. His thumbs circled my nipples—light at first, then firmer, pinching gently until they ached and throbbed. I moaned.“These are perfect,” he murmured, leaning down. His mouth closed over one nipple, hot and wet, tongue flicking slow and deliberate. He sucked deep, pulling it into his mouth while his other hand rolled the second nipple between his fingers. My back arched. Heat shot straight down to my pussy, making me clench around nothing.He switched sides, sucking harder now, teeth grazing just enough to make me gasp. My hands found his should

Alex’s load down my inner thighs, wrists faintly marked from the silk. I lay there for a long moment, catching my breath while Alex gently untied my hands and kissed the light red lines on my skin.“You were perfect,” he murmured, voice soft now, almost tender after how roughly he’d used me. “Stay in touch?”I smiled, lazy and satisfied. “Definitely. I think I’m going to be spending a lot more time in your bed from now on.”He laughed, helping me sit up. We cleaned up just enough, because part of me liked feeling marked and I slipped back into the main area to find my friends. My legs were shaky, every step reminding me of how deep he’d fucked me, how many times I’d come with my hands tied and his cock slamming into me like he owned my pussy.The main room was quieter now, lights a little lower, a few couples still tangled on the couches. I spotted Mia and Zoe near the bar area. They looked exactly like I felt—thoroughly fucked.Mia’s hair was

The next day my hands shook a little as I got dressed. I chose a simple light blue sundress that buttoned down the front and was easy to take off, but still made me feel pretty. No bra underneath. Just the dress and a pair of white panties. My nipples were already stiff from nerves and the cool morning air.When I walked into the room, the lights felt brighter than yesterday. More cameras were set up. Marcus stood at the front with a calm smile.“Today we practice undressing on camera,” he said. “Slow, sexy, confident. We’ll do it one by one while the others watch and give kind feedback. Then we move to light oral touching — hands and mouth only, no full penetration yet. Consent checks at every step.”My stomach did a flip. Undressing in front of everyone on camera.Amy went first. She stood in the middle of the soft mat, lights glowing on her skin. She started by swaying her hips gently to the soft music playing. Her fingers worked the buttons of her top o

Class ended and the room slowly emptied. My legs still felt shaky from the scene with Jake. Cum was still leaking down my inner thighs, making my skin sticky. I grabbed my sundress from the side table and headed toward the small changing area at the back of the room — just a curtained corner with a mirror and a bench.I slipped behind the curtain, heart still racing from everything that had happened on camera. The dress was halfway over my head when I heard footsteps behind me.“Olivia…”Marcus’s deep voice made me freeze. I turned, the dress still bunched around my waist, my bare breasts and cum-smeared pussy completely exposed.He stood just inside the curtain, eyes dark and hungry. His cock was clearly hard, straining against the front of his jeans.“I’m sorry,” he said, voice low and rough. “Your scene… watching you take Jake’s cock, hearing you moan like that, seeing your pussy grip him and then take his load… it turned me on so fuck

Days dragged like a slow-ass knife. Laundry duty every morning, folding endless sheets while my back screamed. The bitches in the block tested me quickly — bumping shoulders, stealing my soap, whispering “fresh meat” when I walked by. I kept my head down, eyes sharp, mouth shut like Ramirez told me. Survival mode on full.Afternoon yard time was the only break. Concrete walls high as hell, razor wire shining in the sun, a few basketball hoops with no nets. I sat on the bench in the corner, back against the wall so nobody could sneak up. The orange jumpsuit stuck to my skin from the heat. My tits felt heavy under the thin material, nipples rubbing every time I moved.Officer Kane was on yard duty today. He stood near the gate, arms folded, scanning everything. Sunglasses hid his eyes but I could feel when his gaze landed on me. I pretended not to notice. I pulled my knees up and rested my chin on them, trying to look unbothered. In