All Chapters of Untamed Desires (A Collection of short Stories): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Release

The bass was already thumping in my chest before we even got inside. I stepped out of the Uber with Mia and Jordan, my two new roommates, and the cool night air hit my bare legs. My short black dress felt tighter than it had in the dorm mirror an hour ago. Friday night--Finally. I was still buzzing from the week—early lectures that started at eight, forced icebreakers where everyone pretended they weren’t sizing each other up, and that weird homesick ache I got around 2 a.m. when the dorm got too quiet. I was Eighteen and three states away from my parents--thank God, and this was supposed to be the start of “new Ella.” The one who didn’t just watch everyone else have fun anymore but joined in and matter of fact become the fun. “Tonight we’re getting fucked up,” Mia announced, linking her arm through mine. She was already grinning, her red lipstick bright under the club lights. Jordan laughed and shoved her phone in her bra. “Ella needs to get laid, more like,” Jordan said, l

The Release II

My fingers slid into his palm before my brain could talk me out of it. I was afraid,I knew, but- his hand felt warm, dry, and far bigger than mine. He closed his fingers around mine and pulled me in like it was the most natural thing in the world. No smiling, Just those dark eyes locked on mine as the music slowed down into something thick and dirty, bass rumbling low like it was vibrating straight between my legs--because it kinda was. He didn’t ask. He took.. His other hand found my waist immediately, sliding down to grip my ass through the thin dress. Hard and possessive. I gasped as my mouth open but didn’t pull away. The heat from his body cut through the club sweat and cologne. He smelled expensive, clean 'n dangerous. When I tried to keep a little space between us, he yanked me closer until my tits were pressed against his chest. His thigh pushed between mine under my short skirt , forcing my legs apart as we moved. I let him. Mainly because he doesn't look like a man

The Invitation I Should Have Ignored

Hi, I'm Ryan A few weeks ago I did something I still can’t wrap my head around. It was at Mike’s end-of-summer party. The basement was dark, sticky with spilled beer, and the music thumped so loud you felt it in your teeth. Jordan and I had been drinking for hours, talking shit like always, right until everyone else went upstairs. Next thing I knew we were alone on that old beat-up couch, shoulders bumping, laughing at nothing. Then the laughing stopped. He looked at me, and I looked back. Neither of us said shit. His hand landed on my thigh first, and gripped it with his firm masculinity. My heart slammed against my ribs as he slid it higher, fingers brushing the bulge that had been growing in my shorts for the last twenty minutes. I didn’t stop him. Couldn’t. When he squeezed me through the fabric I let out this stupid shaky breath and reached for him too. His dick was rock hard already, thick and hot in my palm once I worked his zipper down. We started stroking each other,

The Invitation I Should Have Ignored II

“Ryan…” Jordan whispered, his voice felt hot against my neck. Before I could even breathe, his mouth crashed into mine again. This wasn’t just kissing;it was tongue-fucking. Wet, sloppy 'n aggressive. Unlike any girl kiss. He shoved his tongue deep, tasting me, claiming me while his hand squeezed my cock so hard I moaned into his mouth like a slut. Our boxers was next. Skin on skin, our leaking cocks sliding together, smearing precum all over our stomachs. “Been dying to fuck you since that party,” he growled, biting my bottom lip. “You’ve been walking around pretending you’re straight but we both know you’re my bitch now.” He pinned my wrists above my head with one hand and ground his thick cock against mine. The friction was insane. I was leaking so much it felt like I’d already cum. Jordan moved down my body, sucking hard on my neck, my nipples, leaving marks I knew I’d have to hide tomorrow. Then he shoved my legs apart. “Fuck… Jordan” His mouth swallowed my cock in

Crush P*ssy

My name is Tom, and I’ve been in love with Susan Carter since the first week of senior year. She’s smart, funny, ridiculously hot, and way out of my league. So when Mrs. Ramirez paired us together for the final history project, I thought it was the best and worst thing that had ever happened to me. We’d been working on it for two weeks now, meeting after school in the library, texting about sources, arguing over formatting. Susan was a perfectionist. That’s why we were still in the library at 6:30 p.m. on a Friday, laptops open, surrounded by books and empty coffee cups. “Shit,” Susan muttered, rubbing her eyes. “The library closes in thirty minutes and we’re nowhere near done with the presentation.” I glanced at the clock. “Yeah… we screwed.” She looked at me for a long second, biting her lip. Then she shrugged. “My parents are out of town for the weekend. We can go back to my place and finish it there. I’ve got a big desk and faster Wi-Fi.” I froze. “Your house?” “Yeah

Crush P*ssy II

We lay there panting for a few minutes, my cock still buried inside Susan’s pussy, slowly softening as my cum leaked out of her. The messy sight reharden my softening cock. The room smelled like sex already. Susan suddenly let out a soft, wicked laugh and looked down at me with those hazel eyes that now looked completely feral. “We’re not even close to finished, Tom,” she whispered. “I’ve waited so long to fuck you. One load isn’t enough.” She climbed off me, thick strings of my cum dripping down her thighs onto the sheets. Without any shame, she stood at the edge of the bed and stared down at me like I was hers to devour. “Get up.” I stood up,as Susan immediately dropped to her knees and swallowed my messy cock in one go. She sucked hard, cleaning every drop of our mixed juices off me with loud, sloppy sounds. Spit ran down her chin onto her perfect tits as she bobbed her head, gagging herself deliberately on my very hard cock. “Fuck… Susan…” I groaned, grabbing her hai

Caught in the Act

Jake pushed open the front door as quietly as he could, kicking off his sneakers in the hallway. He’d told his stepmom Lisa he’d be out until late with the guys, but the party was dead and he was tired of pretending to give a shit. The house was dark except for the faint glow coming from upstairs. Lisa’s bedroom door was cracked open, just a few inches. He was about to call out when he heard a low, breathy moan. Jake froze at the top of the stairs. Another moan, softer this time, followed by the wet sound of fingers moving. His cock twitched before his brain even caught up to what he was hearing. He knew he should turn around, go back downstairs, act like he heard nothing, but instead he crept closer and peered through the gap. Lisa was on the bed, silk robe open, legs spread. One hand squeezed her full tit, pinching the nipple, while the other worked between her thighs. Her eyes were closed, head tilted back, lips parted. She looked nothing like the put-together woman wh

My Brother’s Girl

I’ve always known I was a lesbian. Since I was fifteen, not “curious,” not “figuring it out.” I’ve known since I was fourteen and got wet watching my best friend change after soccer practice. boys did nothing for me. But girls? God, girls turned me inside out. And Sarah… Sarah was the worst kind of temptation. My brother Alex’s girlfriend of eight month, she'd smiled at me like we were already best friends, wore those tiny sleep shorts that rode up her ass when she walked through our kitchen in the mornings. She had this soft, golden skin and full lips I couldn’t stop staring at anytime she passed. Tonight they were both crashed out in Alex’s room after a long day. The door was open just enough for me to slip in. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it's pounding vibration in my throat. I told myself I was just going to look. Just watch her sleep for a minute, or a couple. But the second I saw her lying there on her back, one leg kicked out from under the sheet, tank top tw

The last call

The restaurant phone buzzed at 11:17 p.m., right when I was counting down the last forty minutes of my shift. I already knew what it meant. Only one type of call comes in that late. “Voss,” I answered, keeping my voice smooth. “Penthouse delivery. Apex Tower. Black, Damien. Full chef’s menu plus the ’98 Barolo. He wants it in forty. You’re the one going up.” My stomach did a little flipping thing it always did when I was nervous. Apex Tower wasn’t just rich. It was another world entirely, And Damien Black was the kind of name that made even the veterans at the restaurant trade whispers. I’d never served him before, but I’d heard enough. Reclusive. Loaded. Doesn’t tolerate mistakes. “Got it. I’ll prep it myself.” I changed quickly in the back room. The black dress uniform hugged my body a little too well tonight, it fitted through the chest and waist, stopping just above the knee. I touched up my lipstick, pulled my dark hair into a sleek ponytail, and slipped on the heel

The last call II

I stayed on my knees, completely naked except for the heels, staring up at the massive bulge straining against Damien’s pants. My pussy was throbbing so bad it almost hurt. He looked down at me like he was deciding how far he wanted to break me. “Open your mouth.” I did as commanded and opened up. He unzipped slowly, pulled out his cock, and fuck… it was thick and mostly, looking heavy as it swings at gravity. The head already shiny with precum and leaking on his expensive floorNext, he grabbed my ponytail, what was left of it; and rubbed that fat head across my tongue. “Suck it.” I wrapped my lips around him and took him in. He tasted salty, clean, a man. I worked my head up and down, trying to get as much as I could, but he was too thick. My jaw already ached. Damien let out a low groan and pushed deeper, hitting the back of my throat. “Relax your fucking throat.” I tried, but anytime I did he'd only thrust in rougher. And deeper. He held my head and thrust, forcing

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