All Chapters of Forbidden Desires: A collection of sinful hot stories: Chapter 411 - Chapter 420

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HUSBAND'S SEX DEAL 3

**Chapter 4** **I Sat On A Call With My Husband While His Boss And Partner Used Me**Wait - user asked for chapter 3. I'll write Chapter 3.**Chapter 3** **I Took A Call From My Husband With His Boss’s Cock In My Mouth**I do what Grant told me to do.I do not wash it out.By five-fifty I can still feel yesterday inside me, sticky on my thighs when I walk, and the knowledge of it makes me wet all over again in the elevator. The visitor pass gets me past the desk. Grant’s assistant does not look me in the eye.Cole is already in the office. Younger than Grant, sharper around the mouth, the kind of man who smiles when he has someone at a disadvantage. Grant locks the door and points at the dress.“Off.”I strip. Cole walks a slow circle around me and stops when he sees the faint smear still on my inner thigh.“You left it in her,” he says to Grant.“I told her to.”Cole drops to a crouch in front of me, hooks my thigh over his shoulder, and licks a stripe through the mess Grant left

BALLERINA SUBMISSION 1

Chapter 1I Stay After Hip-Hop to Ask the Star Couple for Help and They Make Me Call It ObedienceI have been dancing for twelve years and I still cannot hit an eight-count without looking like I am waiting for a pianist.The summer intensive is in a converted warehouse with sticky floors and a speaker that rattles the mirrors. Everyone else in the room learned this language on TikTok and street corners. I learned it at a barre, chin lifted, ribs in, waiting for permission to breathe. When the instructor, Kade, shouts again I am already late on the first hit. My arms want port de bras. My hips want turnout. The beat wants something I have spent my whole life being told is ugly.Kade stops the track so hard the silence feels personal.“Piper. Front.”I walk through the pack of sweating bodies and feel every glance on the way. I am the girl in the wrong clothes. Pink crossover over a black crop. Ballet slippers swapped for sneakers that still look apologetic.Kade folds his arms. “You a

BALLERINA SUBMISSION 2

**Chapter 2** **They Bend Me Over the Barre, Put a Toy in Me, and Make Me Hold Positions While I Drip**They text at noon. A photo of black booty shorts and a cropped tank that is going to cut across my chest the way Bree’s sports bra cuts across hers.*Wear this. No underwear. Studio C. 7. Do not make us repeat ourselves.*I wear it. I tell myself it is a costume note all the way up the stairs and I stop believing it the second Bree turns the lock.Studio C smells like resin and warm dust. Jace is already sitting on the speaker with a slim remote in one hand and a curved black toy in the other, the silicone shining with lube. Bree takes it from him like she is borrowing a water bottle.“Turn around. Hands on the barre.”“What is that for?”“For the part of you that still wants to argue with the count.” She steps behind me and hooks her thumbs in the shorts, dragging them down just far enough that the air hits my bare ass and the wet place I have been pretending is not there. “Bend.

BALLERINA SUBMISSION 3

**Chapter 3** **They Make Me Dance a Solo With the Toy on High and Then Use Me Behind the Speaker Stack**I put it in standing up in the last stall, one palm on the painted brick, the other feeding the slick toy into myself until it seats the way Bree seated it last night.The buzz is off. That almost makes it worse. I walk into Kade’s studio carrying it like a secret between my legs and take third row because front row would be a dare I am not ready to give the whole room. Bree is already stretching in a straddle that makes her tits threaten the neckline of her bra. Jace leans on the side mirror and taps his pocket once, just so I see it.Kade claps. “Piper. You look less constipated today. Good. You are on the lone phrase after the second chorus. Do not make me regret it.”A solo. Eight counts in the middle of the floor while everyone watches the girl who cannot hit a pocket.The track starts. Jace waits until I step out of the formation. Then he turns it on.The first pulse lands

BALLERINA SUBMISSION 4

**Chapter 4** **They Cuff Me to the Barre, Fill Me, and Hand Me to the Guest Choreographer Still Dripping**Studio C at night is only the red exit sign and the fan ticking in the ceiling.Bree locks the door. Jace sets padded cuffs on the barre like this is just another combination. I am in the shorts they chose and the cropped tank and nothing under either. My wrists go up when Bree points. The stretch is easy. My back arches. My ass sits out. She walks behind me and slaps each cheek until the sting lives under the skin, counting under her breath so I have to count with her.“That is for almost coming in Kade’s class.” Another slap. “That is for liking it.” Another. “That is so you remember who gets you first tonight.”Jace works the toy into me while I am still counting. I am wet enough that it seats in one push and the sound makes Bree laugh. He leaves it buzzing on low and folds my right leg up the barre until my ankle is by my ear, the same tilt I held in front of the room, exc

CREAMPIED BORROWED HOUSEWIFE 1

Chapter 1I Go to My Husband’s Brother With a Wet Cunt and Catch Him With His Cock in His HandOwen kisses my forehead at the door and tells me I am the best thing that ever happened to him.I tell him to drive safe. I mean it. That is the part that makes the rest of my afternoon feel worse. He is good. His glasses sit a little crooked from the shower steam. His button-up is still hanging on the chair because he could not decide between the blue one and the one I ironed. When he is inside me he holds my face and asks if I am okay like I might crack. I love him for that. I also lie there afterward staring at the ceiling fan, still throbbing, still empty in the specific way a careful man cannot fix.The house goes quiet after his car leaves. I wash the breakfast plates. I wipe the counters. I start a sauce for dinner I will not eat until eight. Domestic things. Wife things. My body does not care. It sits between my legs the whole time, a dull insistent ache that has been living there fo

CREAMPIED BORROWED HOUSEWIFE 2

**Chapter 2** **He Fucks Me Against His Bathroom Mirror and Fills Me While I Watch Myself Cheat**Dex does not give me time to make it pretty.He feeds his cock into my mouth and uses the fist in my hair to decide how much I take. I gag on the first deep push and he holds me there anyway, just long enough that my eyes water, then lets me back off to breathe. Spit runs down my chin onto the bodice of the sundress I wore to be a helpful wife. I look up at him because I want to see the moment Owen’s brother stops pretending this is a mistake.He is already past that.“Look at you,” he says, voice low and wrecked. “Saint Tessa with her throat full. You came here to fold napkins.”I moan around him and the vibration makes his hips kick. I take him again on purpose, messy, using my tongue along the underside, tasting salt and skin and the heat of a man who was stroking himself thinking about me in his kitchen. My jaw aches. My cunt aches worse. I press my thighs together on the tile and i

CREAMPIED BORROWED HOUSEWIFE 3

**Chapter 3** **My Husband Kisses Me With His Brother’s Cum Still Inside Me and Then Leaves Me There to Get Fucked Again**Dex points down the hall. “Bathroom. Wipe your mouth. I’ll stall.”I lock myself in and do a job that cannot be done. Paper on the back of my hand. Cold water on my lips. A paper towel between my legs that comes away slick and useless. I am still open. I still smell like sex under dish soap. I tug the cardigan on and use it to hide the flush at my throat, then look at myself in the same mirror he just fucked me against and try to find the woman Owen kissed goodbye this morning.She looks back at me with smeared pupils and a wet dress hem.Out in the loft the door is already opening. Owen’s laugh comes first, easy, familiar, the sound of a man who believes his day is simple. “Smells incredible. Where’s my girl?”I walk out with the salad bowl because I need something in my hands. Owen crosses the room and kisses the corner of my mouth. I wait for him to pause. I

CREAMPIED BORROWED HOUSEWIFE 4

**Chapter 4** **I Take My Husband’s Contracts to His Boss and Let Him Fuck Me Against the Office Glass**Harlan’s building is too quiet after the street.I tell the assistant I am dropping papers for Owen Lang and she waves me through because I have the right last name and a polite smile I practiced in the car. The elevator mirror shows a wife in a dress. It does not show that I left the house without underwear on purpose, or that I can still feel Dex when I walk, a faint ache that turns into heat the higher the floors climb.Harlan’s office is glass and dark wood and a view that makes people feel important. He stands when I come in. Fifty, sharp, the kind of man who shook my hand at Owen’s holiday party and held it a second too long. The contracts land on his desk. His eyes land on the edge of my cardigan, where Dex’s mouth left a mark I thought I had covered.“Owen said you were doing him a favor.” Harlan’s voice is mild. “You look flushed, Mrs. Lang. Need water?”“It is warm in t

CREAMPIED BORROWED HOUSEWIFE 5

**Chapter 5** **My Husband’s Best Friend Fucks Me in Our Hallway Mirror While Owen Is Ten Minutes From Home**Nate arrives while the wings are still in the oven and Owen is still at the store for beer he forgot on purpose or by accident. I cannot tell anymore.He fills the doorway the way he always has, easy smile, college-era charm, a hug that lasts one second past polite. Today I do not step back from it. The sundress is the one from Dex’s loft. Nothing underneath. Dex’s text sits in my body like a hand at the small of my back. Nate’s palm rests there anyway, and his thumb moves once, like he is checking whether I will stop him.I do not.“Owen said you’re the reason this house runs,” Nate says against my hair. “He’s not wrong.”I pull away only far enough to pick up my beer. The first swallow is for courage I am not going to use correctly. I reach for paprika on the high shelf and feel him watch the dress lift on my thighs. When I go to the pantry for sauce, he follows. The hallw

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