All Chapters of Forbidden Cravings [Filthy Erotica Collections]: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ARIANA You might probably be wondering why on earth Emma would do something like this. Well, it's pretty obvious. She hates me.Emma is Aunt's and Uncle's only daughter. Like I said, I started living with them after my parents passed away in a car crash. So, naturally, as overbearing as her parents are now, they would take care of me and tend to my needs.And by dint of this, she felt like she had to compete with me for her parents’ love and attention. And that's where her hatred for me stemmed from. She has hated me and made my life a misery ever since I started living under this roof. I won't go as far as saying that I've been forgiven and kind-hearted, and haven't retaliated in some way for all the things she did.I have. They say that the silent ones are the deadliest. That's me. I sabotaged her from getting together with all her high school crushes when we were teenagers. All of them. And before she even found out that I was responsible, I was already on my way to college.So

ARIANAI clenched my teeth tight, sucking in a deep breath, my breath coming out ragged.Jesus Christ! I felt so full from having his cock inside of me. My dripping pussy burned, pleasure and pain exploding through me all at once. God, he was so big, bigger than Flynn or any other man I've taken, and so deep already that I could feel him in my stomach.My cuffed hands twisted uselessly behind my back, the metal cold against my skin.“Fuck!” He growled behind me like an animal, “What a tight little cunt you got.” He pulled back slowly, his cock sliding out, rubbing deliciously against my clit. I felt so weird and empty, and needed to be full again. So, I pushed my hips back desperately, chasing it… chasing his thickness… chasing him.He let out another low, dark chuckle. “You really are a slut. You want this cock?” I nodded desperately. “I need it.” “How badly do you need it?” “Very badly...” “What a slut,” He said, “As a cop, it's my job to make sure that civilians are safe and

NATASHA I froze for a second, my pulse roaring in my ears. Then I turned, walked to the door, and clicked the lock shut. The soft sound felt final.When I faced him again, he was already leaning back in his chair, watching me like a predator that had finally cornered something soft.“Come here.”My legs carried me forward even while my brain screamed that this was insane. I stopped in front of his desk. He didn’t speak right away. He just stared at me until heat crawled up my neck.“You sent me something last night,” He said, voice low and almost bored. “Something interesting. A clip. Two cucumbers. You on your back, legs spread, shoving them into that greedy little cunt until you came all over your sheets.”My stomach dropped, and I felt the blood drain from my face.“I… I didn’t mean to…” I began to stutter.“I know.” He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Still. You sent it. To me. Your boss.” He tapped the desk once. “Open the briefcase.”I blinked. The black leather case sat

 OCTAVIA  I stood there, astonished, unable to move. The man who was thrusting into Nolan became aware of my presence and stopped abruptly, startled. Nolan made a face of confusion, probably wondering why the man stopped, then he opened his eyes and lifted his head to have a look at the man's face.  Seeing that the man's focus was elsewhere, he followed the direction of his eyes, and his gaze landed on me. He flinched, eyes widening in astounding horror.  He quickly pulled the fat cock out of his ass and shot upright, throat working. “Babe, it's not what you think!”  “What the fuck, Nolan?” I screeched, my shrill voice rattling the walls of the room. “It's not what I think? Really?”  I didn't expect him to be cheating on me... with a fucking dude! 

 OCTAVIA  Chris pulled out of me with a wet sound and glanced up at Nolan, eyes still dark with leftover lust. He reached out, gripped the back of my husband’s neck, and kissed him hard and deep.  The kiss turned filthy almost immediately, tongues sliding, spit shared, low groans vibrating between them as they shifted away from my spent body toward the middle of the bed. I lay there, legs still loosely open, their cum leaking slowly out of both my holes, and watched. Nolan’s hand slid down between them and wrapped around Chris’s soft cock. He stroked it lazily while they kept kissing, bringing it back to life under his fingers. Chris tilted his head, moaning into Nolan’s mouth as my husband’s lips drifted from the corner of his jaw to his earlobe, then lower. Nolan trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses down Chri