All Chapters of LUSTFUL DESIRES [A Collection...]: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

."CAUGHT".The next few days were pure, filthy heaven.With my father still stuck at the resort for business, Bianca and I had the entire house to ourselves.We barely left the house.-----I woke up to Bianca already in the shower. I joined her without a word.The second I stepped in, she pushed me against the wall and dropped to her knees. She took my cock into her mouth, sucking me deep and sloppy, water cascading over her face.“Fuck— Bianca!” I groaned, gripping her wet hair.She moaned loudly around my cock, bobbing her head faster. “Mmmph— you taste so good.”I pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over. I slammed into her soaked pussy from behind, fucking her hard under the hot water.“Yes.... yes..... fuck me harder, Theo!” she screamed, her voice echoing off the tiles. “Oh god, you’re so deep!”Her heavy tits bounced wildly as I pounded her. I reached around and rubbed her clit fast.“I’m cumming— I’m cumming!” she wailed, her pussy clamping down around me as she

..Dante seemed like the perfect first target. Married, but his wife and kids were out of the country for some extended trip. He had that dangerous, controlled energy I liked. If I could crack him, the others would follow.I spent extra time getting ready — a tight tank top that showed off my cleavage and short shorts that barely covered my ass. Nothing too obvious, but enough to make them look.I found the men in the living room, drinking coffee and talking business. Cyril was in his study on a call, so it was just the four of them.“Morning, sirs,” I said sweetly, walking in with a big smile.Dante looked up first. His eyes immediately dropped to my chest, then my legs. He cleared his throat.“Morning, Bella. You look… refreshed.”I giggled, twirling a strand of hair. “Thanks. I slept like a baby. Must be the after college stress”Rafael smirked, leaning back. “Lucky bed. I wish I was it.”Leon laughed. “Careful, Rafael. She’s Cyril’s stepdaughter.”Pete just watched me quietly, hi

...Pete’s big hands were gripping my ass firmly, pulling me against his hard body as he kissed me deeply, his tongue dominating mine. Dante was behind me, his mouth hot on my neck, sucking and biting gently while his hands cupped my heavy breasts, thumbs circling my hard nipples through my bra.I was moaning between them, my body on fire, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation of being sandwiched by two powerful men.Pete pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark with lust. “You’re so fucking eager, princess. You really think you can handle both of us?”I breathed hard, my hands gripping his shirt. “Try me.”Dante’s hands squeezed my tits harder from behind, his breath hot against my ear. “She’s dripping already. I can feel how wet she is.”Pete smirked, his hand sliding between my legs, fingers brushing over my soaked panties. “She’s soaked. Such a naughty little stepdaughter.”I whimpered, pressing against his hand, desperate for more.Then Dante’s phone rang.

TRIGGER WARNING:THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "Sassy's POV" I had always been the quiet one on the fourth floor. At twenty-seven, I worked remotely as a graphic designer. I kept my curtains tightly closed and preferred the glow of my monitor to actual human interaction. My apartment faced the new neighbor’s directly across the narrow courtyard, but I made sure he could not see me. I made sure no one could. I had only caught a glimpse of him once in the hallway two weeks ago. Tall, tattooed, with messy dark hair and an easy, confident smirk. A large intricate piece of ink covered his left shoulder and part of his arm. I had blushed and fled before he could say anything more than a casual “hey.” That was all I knew about him...No, and his name, "Richie". And that was enough. My real escape lived on my screen. For mo

...My fingers trembled as I did. I pressed my palm against the soaked fabric and let out a small whimper.“That’s my girl,” he praised, voice husky. “Look at how you squirm. You have been such a generous fan. Sending all those gifts just so you could watch me stroke this cock. Does it look better in person?”“Much better,” I breathed. “Bigger. And the sounds you make. I can hear them so clearly now.”He groaned again, deeper this time, and slowed his hand almost to a stop. “Careful. You are going to make me lose it too fast. I want this to last. Tell me, Sassy. When you watched my streams, did you ever imagine me standing right in front of you like this? Did you ever whisper my name?”I bit my lip and nodded. “Yes. All the time. Especially when you read my requests out loud.”Richie stepped even closer, close enough that I could reach out and touch him if I wanted. His hand kept that slow, torturous rhythm. “Then whisper it now. Say my name while you rub that pretty pussy over you