All Chapters of WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Princess Selene belongs to Daddy King

King Varyn p o v I stood over her like a conqueror.Princess Selene lay sprawled across my golden throne — legs still spread obscenely wide, royal pussy gaping and leaking thick rivers of my cum onto the seat of power where I ruled an entire kingdom. Her full breasts were covered in red bite marks and hickeys. Her eyes were glassy, her lips parted as she panted softly. She had never looked more beautiful.I dropped to my knees again between her trembling thighs and licked her slowly, savoring the filthy mixture of her virgin blood, her sweet juices, and my thick royal seed. I pushed my tongue deep inside her, scooping out more cum and swallowing it before latching onto her swollen clit. Selene whimpered weakly, too exhausted to fight the pleasure. Within moments I had her coming again on my tongue, her fingers weakly gripping my hair as she moaned my name like a prayer.Only when she was clean and shaking did I rise.I gathered her limp body into my arms and sat back on the throne wi

Book 38- Bond for My Stepdaddy

I never thought a stupid prank by my so-called friends would change everything.It was supposed to be harmless. A silly dare during a weekend hangout at my house while Mom was away visiting her sister. They tied my wrists with fuzzy handcuffs to the headboard, spread my legs with soft ropes to the bedposts, and left me in nothing but a tiny tank top and no panties. “Just for ten minutes,” they laughed, snapping pictures before running downstairs to “hide” and wait for my reaction.I was 19, rebellious, and stupid enough to go along with it.But they never came back. Their group chat blew up with excuses — “emergency,” “parents called,” “sorry babe lol” — and I was left completely alone, spread-eagled on my bed, pussy exposed to the cool air of my bedroom, heart racing with a mix of annoyance and unexpected heat.Then I heard the front door open.“Sophia?” My stepdad’s deep voice echoed up the stairs. Marcus. 39 years old, tall, authoritative, with that commanding presence that always

Guilty Craving

I knew I should stop.Sophia lay completely helpless on her bed — wrists locked in fuzzy handcuffs to the headboard, legs spread wide and tied to the bedposts, her tight little pussy glistening and completely exposed. The tiny tank top had ridden up, revealing her perky breasts and hard pink nipples. She was dripping. A thin string of her arousal stretched from her swollen lips to the sheets below.My cock throbbed painfully in my pants.“ Daddy… please,” she whimpered, hips twitching. “I need to cum so bad…”The guilt hit me like a punch to the chest. This was my stepdaughter. Nineteen years old.. And here I was, three thick fingers buried knuckle-deep in her soaked cunt, slowly fucking her while she moaned like a desperate little slut.I should untie her. I should walk out. Instead, I curled my fingers deeper, stroking that spongy spot inside her that made her back arch off the bed.“Fuck, Sophia… your pussy is so small and tight,” I whispered, voice rough. “Look how it’s gripping

It yours Daddy… She cried

Marcus’s POVGuilt clawed at my chest like a living thing.Sophia lay there completely helpless — wrists still locked in the fuzzy handcuffs, legs spread obscenely wide, her tight little pussy red, swollen, and leaking her cum. Her perky breasts rose and fell rapidly with every shaky breath, nipples hard and flushed. She looked ruined. Broken. Mine.I should stop. I should find the key and release her right now.I searched frantically on the nightstand, under the bed, even in the drawer where she kept her toys. The key was nowhere to be found. Her so-called friends must have taken it with them as part of their stupid prank.“Fuck,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair.Sophia whimpered, hips twitching helplessly. “Daddy… please… I really want to cum again…”I loosened the ropes around her ankles, freeing her legs. The handcuffs on her wrists stayed locked to the headboard. She immediately tried to reach for her pussy, but the cuffs kept her hands high above her head. She cried

I nodded weakly

Sophia’s POV)Mom came home earlier than expected.I heard her voice downstairs, calling for both of us. My heart slammed against my ribs. I was still tied to the bed, wrists locked in the fuzzy handcuffs, legs finally free but my body covered in dried cum and my own juices. My pussy and ass throbbed from everything Daddy had done to me.“Marcus? Sophia?” Mom’s footsteps came up the stairs.I panicked. “Daddy… please. You have to cover for me. Tell her I’m at a friend’s house doing a sleepover or something. Please… I can’t let her see me like this.”Marcus looked torn — guilt and lust warring on his face. He quickly unlocked the ropes around my ankles but left the handcuffs on my wrists.“I’ll handle it,” he said, voice low. “You stay quiet.”He left the room, closing the door behind him. I heard him talking to Mom in the hallway.“Sophia’s doing a last-minute sleepover at her friend’s place for a group project,” he told her smoothly. “She left a note. She’ll be back tomorrow.”Mom so

Cold ice cream

The next morning, Mom left early for a doctor’s appointment. The house fell quiet, and I was still locked to my bed — wrists cuffed above my head, legs finally free but my body aching and sticky from everything Daddy had done to me the night before. I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs. The door opened, and Marcus stepped in carrying a bowl of warm water, a soft cloth, and a tub of vanilla ice cream. He locked the door behind him. “You’re still a mess, baby girl,” he said, voice low. His eyes roamed over my naked body — small perky breasts, red handprints on my thighs, and my pussy still swollen and leaking his dried cum. He sat on the edge of the bed and gently wiped me down with the warm cloth. He cleaned my face, my neck, my breasts, taking his time to circle my sensitive nipples. The cloth moved lower, between my legs, carefully cleaning my pussy and ass. I whimpered softly as the warm fabric brushed my swollen clit. “You’re such a naughty girl,” he hissed as he spr

Book 39- But It’s Just a Harmless Spank… Stop Cumming

I knew I was playing with fire, but that was the whole point.It was a Thursday night, and Mom was pulling another late shift at the hospital. The house felt too quiet, too empty, which meant it was the perfect time to push Victor’s buttons. My stepfather had always been strict—muscular, commanding, the kind of man who expected obedience without raising his voice. At thirty-seven, he still looked like he could bench press twice my weight, with that silver threading through his dark hair and a jaw that tightened whenever I walked into the room lately.I’d been testing him all week. Tiny denim shorts that barely covered anything, cropped tank tops with no bra, bending over slowly to pick up “dropped” things when he was watching. Leaving my lace panties in the laundry basket on top of his clothes. Little comments like, “You seem tense, Daddy. Need help relaxing?”Tonight I upped the ante. I was in the living room when he came home from the gym, still in my tiniest sleep shorts and a t

Smack smack smack

Victor’s POVShe came hard over my lap like a filthy little slut, soaking my gym pants and the couch beneath her. Ava’s body shook, her fat ass still glowing red from my handprints. I should have stopped. I should have sent her to her room and pretended this never happened.Instead, I gripped the waistband of those ridiculous tiny shorts and yanked them completely off, tossing them across the room. She was bare now from the waist down, her smooth, soaked pussy glistening obscenely on my thigh.“You’re still pushing, aren’t you?” I growled, my voice rough. My palm came down again — harder this time — on her already burning ass.Smack. Smack. Smack.Each strike made her plump cheeks jiggle. She moaned louder with every impact, no longer pretending it hurt. The little brat was grinding her dripping cunt against my leg like a bitch in heat.“Look at this mess,” I said, spanking her again. “You’re dripping all over me. This pussy is supposed to be learning discipline, not creaming itself.”

Pounding her mercilessly

Victor’s POVShe was still bent over the couch, cum leaking from her freshly fucked ass, when I decided I wasn’t nearly done with her.I pulled Ava up by her waist, her legs shaky and unsteady. Her face was flushed, eyes glassy, lips parted as she panted. The thin white tank top was the only thing left on her body, soaked with sweat and clinging to her hard nipples. I yanked it off in one motion, leaving her completely naked.“Turn around,” I ordered.She obeyed on trembling legs. I spun her the rest of the way, then hooked my arms under her thighs and lifted her clean off the ground. Standing Nelson.I locked my arms behind her neck, folding her body in half while holding her suspended in the air. Her back pressed tight against my chest, legs spread obscenely wide. My thick eleven-inch cock nudged against her dripping pussy.“Fuck, Daddy— I’m still so sensitive—” she whimpered.“Good.” I thrust up hard, spearing her soaked cunt in one powerful stroke.Ava cried out, her voice breakin

Ouch! Ugghh! Ahhh! Yeeees

Victor POV I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her easily, placing her on the raised backrest of the couch so her ass sat right on the edge. I pushed her thighs wide apart, spreading her puffy, abused pussy open for me.“Stay just like that,” I ordered.My heavy eleven-inch cock was still rock hard. I gripped the base and started flogging her swollen clit with it — loud, wet slaps right against her most sensitive spot. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Each impact made her jolt and cry out.“Daddy please—” she whimpered, voice cracking.I kept flogging her clit with my thick cockhead, watching it throb and swell even more. Then I changed the motion, pressing the underside of my shaft against her clit and rotating my hips slowly, grinding and rubbing her sensitive nub in firm circles.Ava’s hands flew to her hair, grabbing fistfuls above her head as she cried and moaned shamelessly.“Daddy please— Ouch! Ughhh— Arghh— Yeeeees!”Her hips bucked wildly. Tears streamed down her flushed face.“I

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