All Chapters of Unholy Desires (EROTICA COLLECTION): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

We drove with the windows down. The air smelled like Claire’s perfume. She had one hand on the wheel and the other on my bare thigh, her fingers sliding under the hem of my short skirt.“You fucked him,” she said. Her voice stayed calm but her fingers pressed harder. “On the counter. While I was at the spa.”My pussy clenched so fast it hurt. I got wet just from the words. I always did. I was a sex addict. A porn girl. The second anyone talked dirty I soaked through whatever I wore.“I did,” My voice came out low. Claire’s lips curved up. “Dirty little slut, Taking my husband’s cock like it belongs to you. Today it’s my turn. I’m going to enjoy that tight little pussy myself.”My clit throbbed as I pressed my thighs together to create friction.She came at a stop in the biggest sextoy mall in town she parked as she removed her hand from my thigh switch off the ignition and stepped out, I followed suit. The place was huge with Soft pink lights. Glass cases full of cocks in every size

The locker room fell into that particular silence that only happens after the team had left…Talia sat on the bench in front of her open locker, peeling the damp shin guards down her calves. Her black hair was plastered to the back of her neck and the sides of her face in dark, sweaty strands. The sports bra she still wore was soaked through between her shoulder blades. She had just hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts when Scarlet’s voice cut across the empty room like a blade.“Don’t bother getting dressed. You’re staying.”Talia’s hands stilled as she looked up.Scarlet stood near the far bank of red lockers, still in the tight black sports bra that barely contained her full tits and the tiny black shorts that rode high on her thick thighs. Her long red hair was pulled up in a messy knot that was already coming loose, a few damp strands sticking to her flushed cheeks and the side of her neck. She hadn’t smiled once since the final game. Her arms were crossed under h

Scarlet came with a low, guttural sound that echoed off the lockers. Her thick thighs clamped hard around Talia’s head, trapping her in place as her cunt pulsed and flooded Talia’s mouth. Talia swallowed what she could…hot, salty, tangy but there was too much. The rest spilled past her lips and ran down her chin in messy trails, dripping onto her bare tits and the cold tile beneath her knees. She kept licking through it, slower now, cleaning Scarlet with long, greedy strokes even as her own lungs burned for air.Scarlet’s grip in her hair stayed tight until the last tremors faded. Only then did she ease her thighs open and shove Talia back by the forehead. Talia sat back on her heels, gasping, her face glistening from nose to chin, black hair sticking to her damp cheeks. Her own cunt was throbbing so hard it hurt, neglected and dripping steadily onto the floor.Scarlet stood. The black lace teddy clung to her flushed skin, the open crotch shiny with her own cum and Talia’s saliva. She

Talia kept her mouth working exactly the way Scarlet wanted…She licked long, deliberate strokes through the swollen folds, tasting the fresh juices that kept gathering there. She sucked gently on the soft outer lips, then pushed her tongue deeper, fucking into Scarlet with it while her nose pressed against the wet heat above. Every so often she dragged the flat of her tongue up to Scarlet’s clit and circled it with focused pressure before going back down again. Her own thighs remained spread wide on the cold tile. She could feel every slow pulse of their cum still leaking out of her used cunt, the thick trails cooling as they slid down toward her knees.Scarlet leaned back against the red lockers in the open black lace, one hand buried in Talia’s black hair, the other cupping and squeezing her own heavy tits through the thin fabric. She rolled a nipple between her fingers and spoke in that low, filthy voice that had been wrecking Talia all night.“That’s my good little slut. Look at

I knew the house would feel different the second Mom and Dad left for that resort. Three days. No rules. Just me, Ethan, and the three idiots he called best friends.I came downstairs in a tank top and old shorts because I was feeling hot. Bad idea. Ethan was already on the couch, his legs spread with a beer in his hand. Jake sat on the floor with a game controller. Ryan leaned against the wall, quiet as always. Tyler had his feet on the coffee table like he owned the place.Four sets of eyes landed on me as I stepped into the room.I walked past them toward the kitchen. “Don’t stare. It’s rude.”Ethan’s voice followed me. “Hard not to when you walk around like that.”I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. The cold plastic felt good against my palm. When I turned, Ethan filled the doorway. His Broad shoulders blocked most of the light. I could smell his aftershave. His dark hair was still damp from a shower.“Move,” I said.He didn’t. He just looked at me, slowly, from my