All Chapters of Erotic Desires: A collection of steamy forbidden smut: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I Can’t Stop Fantasizing About My Straight Boss’s PussyI had been losing my mind for exactly twenty-nine days. Ever since Elena Voss hired me as her personal secretary, I've stayed soaked at my desk every single morning. She was thirty-one. Tall, with sharp cheekbones and those striking ice-blue eyes. Her ass looked incredible in the fitted pencil skirts she wore, making my mouth water every time she walked past. Elena was straight. Engaged to some boring finance guy and completely off-limits in every way that mattered. Until she looked at me with those fuckable eyes, and I decided that she wasn’t. It probably wasn't right. I knew but when I touched my wet folds, thinking of her sweet smell and how her hair would feel in my fist. There was no going back. I just had to have her. I gave myself a week.Seven days to seduce my untouchable boss until she turned into a dripping, begging mess who forgot her boyfriend even existed. Seven fucking days.It seemed impossible but I

Chapter 3I had forgotten my phone charger. That was the only reason I returned to the office at 9:30 p.m. Everyone had left.The building sat mostly dark except for the single light still glowing in Elena’s corner office. I pushed the glass doors open quietly. I was just going to grab the charger and leave. That’s when I heard it. A soft, desperate moan. Was that… My heart began to pound faster as I crossed the distance and peered into Elena’s office.The sight before me made my mouth dry instantly.My boss sat in her big leather chair with her legs spread wide. Her skirt had bunched up around her waist, and her panties were pulled to the side. Two fingers moved deep inside her soaked pussy, thrusting fast while her other hand rubbed tight circles over her clit. Her head was tilted back, her eyes closed, and her lips parted. “Fuck… ahh…” She had not seen me yet. I stood frozen in the doorway as my own pussy flooded with fresh heat. Yes, I had fantasized about Elena

CHAPTER 2He’s so big.Marcus’s thick cock stretches my pussy wider than anything I’ve ever felt. He’s only halfway in and I already feel full, walls fluttering around him desperately.“Fuck, princess… you’re gripping me so tight. Such a good little schoolgirl cunt.”I’m still bent over the table, chest pressed to my homework, pencil clutched in my sweaty fingers. I force myself to keep writing—shaky, meaningless sentences—even as he sinks deeper.“Stepdaddy… this is wrong,” I whisper, voice cracking. But my hips tilt back just a little, taking more of him.He groans and bottoms out, hips flush against my ass, his heavy balls pressed against my clit.“Wrong? Then why is your pussy soaking my cock like this?” He pulls back slowly, then thrusts back in hard. The table shakes.I choke on a moan, pencil digging into the paper.He sets a slow, deep rhythm, fucking me with long strokes that make my tits bounce against the wood.Every thrust pushes me forward. Every pull makes me ache for th

CHAPTER 1My hands are shaking as I grip the dry-erase marker. Twenty-two years old, brand-new teacher, first day at Westridge High, and I already feel like the room is closing in on me. Twenty-five seniors stare back, but only one pair of eyes matters.Lila Vale sits dead center in the front row, legs crossed high, plaid skirt short enough that the hem barely covers the tops of her thighs. She’s eighteen. Just turned, according to her file but she looks at me like she already knows every filthy secret I’ve ever tried to hide. Her lips are glossy, parted just enough that I catch the pink flash of her tongue when she smiles.I clear my throat. “Good morning, everyone. I’m Miss Harper. We’re going to start with—”She uncrosses her legs.No panties.Just smooth, bare pussy, glistening under the fluorescent lights like she’s been thinking about this moment since the bell rang. My mouth goes dry. My clit throbs once, hard, before I can stop it.*This is wrong. She’s your student. You’re th

CHAPTER 3Lila doesn’t give me time to recover.She spins me around, lifts me onto the desk, and shoves my thighs wide open. My skirt is bunched at my waist, panties dangling from one ankle. I’m exposed, dripping, still pulsing from the orgasm she just ripped out of me.“Time’s almost up,” she purrs, “but I’m not done with this pretty cunt yet.”She drops back to her knees and devours me.No teasing this time. Her tongue fucks into me deep and fast, curling, stroking, while two fingers rub tight circles on my clit. I grab her hair, hips bucking against her face, shame and lust twisting together until I can’t tell which is which.*This is so wrong. Her father is coming. I called him here to stop this.*But I can’t stop. I grind harder, chasing the next high.Lila pulls back just enough to look up at me, lips shiny with my juices. “You’re going to cum again for me, Miss. Right here on my tongue. And when Daddy walks in, you’re going to sit there like a good little teacher while I hide u