All Chapters of DIRTY ADDICTION: Short Filthy Stories : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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His lies! 3

Chapter 3 Steph’s pov “Jordan I just couldn’t stay there another second” I blurted out the words spilling from my lips as soon as the door clicked shut behind us. My robe still hung loose on my shoulders barely covering my tits and the cool air of his sunlit loft made my nipples tighten up even harder. I could feel the slickness between my thighs from the whole morning mess and my pussy kept clenching at the sight of him standing there in those low gray sweatpants, his cock outline visible enough to make my mouth water. God I missed that dick the way it curved just right and hit spots Adrian never bothered with. He closed the space between us, his eyes scanning my messy hair, my red puffy eyes and the way my hands shook at my sides. “Jesus Steph you look wrecked. Come sit down before you fall over. That rich prick does something stupid again?” His voice was all worried but his gaze kept dropping to my exposed cleavage where the robe gaped open showing the full swell of my

His lies! 4

Chapter 4 Steph’s pov “Jordan this feels so fucking weird but good at the same time” I said my voice still shaky as I sat there on his worn couch with my robe hanging completely open. My tits were fully exposed nipples stiff and aching from the cool air and the heat of his stare. My pussy lips felt swollen and slick. I could smell my own arousal mixing with the faint scent of his skin. After everything with Adrian this closeness to Jordan made my whole body hum like it remembered exactly how his hands used to own every inch of me. He leaned in closer on the couch, his thigh pressed tight against mine, his eyes dark as they roamed over my naked curves. “I never stopped feeling this way about you Steph. Even after you left for that rich asshole I’d jerk off thinking about how your tight wet cunt squeezed around my cock. How you’d beg me to go deeper and cum all over my balls. I missed you bad babe. Seeing you like this all vulnerable and dripping for me again it’s stirr

His lies! 5

Chapter 5 Steph’s pov “Jordan I don’t want you to stop” I whispered against his neck while we swayed to the soft music our bodies pressed so tight I could feel every inch of his hard cock throbbing against my stomach through those gray sweatpants. My robe had slipped all the way off my shoulders and pooled at my feet leaving me completely naked, my tits smashed against his bare chest, my hard nipples dragging over his skin with each slow move. My pussy was soaked with juices coating my inner thighs as his hands gripped my ass cheeks spreading them a little while we danced. Fuck it felt so good to let go after all the shit with Adrian. He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark with that hungry look I remembered so well. “You sure babe? Because once I start I’m not holding back. I’ve been dying to feel that tight cunt wrapped around me again.” His voice came out rough and low, one hand sliding up to cup my tit squeezing the heavy flesh while his thumb flicke

His lies! 6

Chapter 6 Steph’s pov “Shit that’s him again” I muttered as my phone kept vibrating on the floor near the couch. My body was still buzzing from the way Jordan had just fucked me deep and raw his cum still leaking slow from my swollen pussy mixing with my own juices down my thighs. I reached down trying to silence the damn thing without looking at the screen but it kept buzzing insistently like Adrian could sense exactly where I was and what I’d just done. My tits felt heavy and sensitive, my nipples still hard from Jordan’s mouth and the afterglow made my limbs feel loose even as panic started creeping up my spine. Jordan pulled me closer, his arm wrapping tight around my waist, his bare chest warm against my back. His cock was still half hard resting against my ass cheek where we lay tangled naked on the couch. “Ignore it babe. You’re safe here with me. That prick doesn’t get to control you anymore. Breathe. I got you.” His voice was low and protective, his fingers s

His lies! 7

Chapter 7 Steph’s pov “God he really did it Jordan he just ended everything right there in the hallway like I was nothing” I choked out the words as soon as the door shut behind Adrian and his asshole friend. My legs gave out and I sank back against Jordan’s chest right there in the middle of the loft, my robe slipping open again exposing my still flushed tits and the mess of our cum drying on my thighs. Tears started pouring down my face, hot and ugly my whole body shaking from the crash after the fight and the sex. My pussy still throbbed from how hard he fucked me earlier Jordan’s load leaking slower now but the reminder of it made my clit twitch even while I fell apart. Jordan wrapped his arms around me tight pulling me fully against his bare chest warm and solid. “Shh babe I got you. Let it out. That controlling prick doesn’t deserve your tears but I know it hurts like hell.” His hands rubbed slow circles on my back, one sliding down to cup my ass cheek, gentle but p

His lies! 8

Chapter 8Steph’s POVThe next morning, sunlight streamed through Jordan’s loft windows, catching on the rumpled sheets where we’d barely slept. My body still ached in the best and worst ways Jordan’s cum from last night had dried on my inner thighs, and my pussy felt tender from how desperately he’d fucked me after I finally stopped crying. But the weight in my chest hadn’t lifted. Adrian’s threats echoed in my head: divorce papers, being cut off, custody fights over the baby growing inside me.Jordan stirred beside me, his arm heavy across my waist, pulling me back against his chest. His morning wood pressed against my ass, but he didn’t grind into me like Adrian would have. Instead, he kissed the back of my neck softly. “Morning, babe. How are you feeling?”“Scared,” I admitted, turning in his arms. My heavy tits pressed to his chest, nipples brushing his skin. “Pregnant. Broke. And still horny for you even though my life’s exploding.”He c

His lies! 9

Chapter 9Steph’s POVThe confrontation happened three days later at a neutral mediation session Ms. Ramirez arranged. Adrian showed up in one of his expensive suits, looking every bit the powerful forty-five-year-old who used to pin me down and fuck me senseless. His eyes raked over me, jeans and one of Jordan’s hoodies now, no more silk robes lingering on my chest and stomach like he still owned them.Jordan sat beside me, calm and solid, his hand on my knee. Not gripping possessively, but present.Adrian sneered. “Brought your boy toy to hide behind? Real classy, Steph.”Ms. Ramirez cut in smoothly. “We’re here to settle, Mr. Harlan. Your documented transfers to the other woman, the explicit messages, and the emotional/financial abandonment give my client significant leverage. We’re seeking full custody with generous visitation for you, child support, alimony for three years, and half the apartment proceeds. Sign today and we avoid court wh

STORY 17: I Fucked My Ex’s Father! 1

Chapter 1Emma’s povAnother Saturday afternoon alone in this cramped apartment and I was already sick of my own thoughts. I sat on the couch picking at the hem of my old hoodie, legs tucked under me, staring at the box Jake never picked up. Three months since we split and his shit still cluttered my space like he owned part of me. The quiet pressed in heavy. I missed the chaos sometimes but not him. Not really. My phone buzzed with nothing important and I sighed, running fingers through my messy hair when the doorbell cut through the silence sharp and sudden.I stood up slow, heart giving a little jump for no reason, and walked to the door. Probably a package. I opened it without checking and there he was. Mark. Jake’s dad. Standing tall with that cardboard box in his big hands, shoulders stretching his gray button down shirt tight across his chest. The mid forties looked damn good on him. Strong jaw, salt and pepper hair, those arms from years of construction work. My stomach

I Fucked My Ex’s Father! 2

Chapter 2Emma’s povThe same evening after Mark left my apartment I could not settle down. My body still hummed from his words and that brief touch on my lip. I changed into the tight black dress that showed off my cleavage and ass then drove to the upscale restaurant he picked. Guilt sat heavy in my chest because this was happening so fast after his visit but the wet heat between my legs kept pushing me forward. I walked in and spotted him at the corner table. He stood up, eyes darkening as they raked over me.“Emma you came. Fuck that dress looks sinful on you. It's been hard since I left your place thinking about peeling it off.” His voice stayed low while he pulled me into a quick hug pressing his solid body against mine.I sat close beside him in the booth. “I had to. Your texts kept me soaked all afternoon. Tell me about your marriage while we eat. I need to know I’m not the only one feeling stuck.”Mark ordered wine and steaks his

I Fucked My Ex’s Father! 3

Chapter 3Emma’s povAfter leaving Mark’s house that same night I sat in my car breathing fast from everything we did on his couch. My phone buzzed already. His texts came in hot and frequent. “I need more of you tonight Emma. I can’t stop thinking about how wet you got for me. Meet me at the motel on the edge of town. Room 12. Now.”I typed back quickly, my fingers shaky. “This is crazy risky but yes. I’m driving there. My pussy is still throbbing from your fingers. Hurry up and fuck me proper this time.”The motel lot was mostly empty when I pulled in. Mark’s truck sat parked right out front. I slipped into room 12 and he locked the door behind me fast. “Finally. Get over here you dirty girl. Those texts made me drive with my cock leaking.”He pushed me against the wall, kissing me with rough hands, yanking my dress up. “I want you naked. I’ve been waiting to bury myself in that tight pussy all day since I first showed up at your door.”

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