All Chapters of RAW LUST COLLECTIONS: Wild & Heat: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

My name is Jane, and for the last eight years, my marriage to Ethan has been everything I could have asked for—stable, loving, and deliciously filthy. We met in college, fell hard, and built a life together that most people envy. Ethan is tall, handsome, with a lean athletic build and a cock that never fails to make me cum. Our sex life has always been active, adventurous even. We fuck almost every day, sometimes multiple times. We’ve played with toys, light bondage, dirty talk that would make a porn star blush. I love feeling desired, and Ethan loves making me scream his name. But lately, there’s been this quiet itch deep inside me, something I haven’t fully admitted even to myself—a craving for something bigger, thicker, more forbidden.That itch was about to be scratched in the most unexpected way.Ethan’s old college friend Frank was coming to stay with us for a week. Frank was always the life of the party back in the day—tall, muscular, with deep dark skin and an easy laugh tha

My body was on fire. Frank’s words echoed in my ears—“By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be shaking” and I believed every syllable. Ethan sat comfortably in the large armchair in the corner, his cock already out and hard in his hand, stroking slowly as he watched us with dark, hungry eyes. This was really happening. My husband was about to watch his best friend ruin me with that massive black cock I’d been fantasizing about nonstop.Frank stood at the edge of the bed, towering and powerful, his enormous black dick jutting out like a weapon. It His balls hung full and heavy beneath it. I knelt on the mattress, completely naked, my nipples stiff and my pussy dripping down my thighs.“Come here,” Frank said, his voice low and commanding. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and kissed me again, deep and possessive. His large hands roamed over my body freely now—no hesitation. He cupped my breasts, squeezing them firmly before pinching both nipples hard enough to make me gasp into h

I lay on my back, legs spread obscenely wide, my body glistening with sweat as Frank drove his massive black cock into me with long, powerful strokes. Every thrust sent jolts of overwhelming pleasure through my overstimulated body. My pussy felt raw and swollen, yet I still craved more. I had already cum multiple times, squirting all over his thick shaft, but the pressure was building toward something even bigger.Frank gripped my thighs hard, spreading me wider as he pounded deeper. The wet slapping of skin on skin echoed loudly in the bedroom. “You’re shaking already,” he growled, leaning down to bite my neck. “This married pussy is addicted to my cock now, isn’t it?”“Yes… fuck yes!” I cried out, nails digging into his broad shoulders. My legs trembled uncontrollably around him. He shifted his angle, hitting that perfect spot inside me with every brutal thrust. The heat between us was intense—our bodies slick, the air heavy with the smell of sex and sweat.Frank reached down and

LILABy the second week, I was no longer pretending to be a professional nurse. I was Victor Kane’s personal fucktoy, and we both knew it. Every evening I showed up at the mansion in my tight white uniform, my massive J-cup tits barely contained, my fat ass stretching the short skirt, and my pussy already wet before I even walked through the door. Victor had broken me after that first night of choking on his thick cock. Now “physical therapy” was just code for him destroying my holes.Tonight, he was waiting for me on the hospital-style bed, his injured leg propped up but his eyes burning with that arrogant hunger. His muscular body looked even stronger, and the bulge under the thin sheet was unmistakable.“Lock the door, Lila,” he commanded, voice deep and rough. “Time for your favorite part of the job.”I clicked the lock and walked over, my heavy breasts jiggling with every step. “Mr. Kane… we should at least start with your vitals—”“Shut the fuck up and get on this cock,” he

ZARAMy thumb trembled over the screen as I sat in the quiet corner of the university library, thighs squeezed so tightly together I could feel my own slick heat pulsing against my panties. Sir Dominic, had dropped the new chapter barely an hour ago, and I was already a dripping, needy mess.*He caught her wrist before she could slip out the door, spun her back against the oak panel, and pressed his hard body flush against hers.* *“You think you can walk into my lecture smelling like sin and leave untouched?” His voice was pure gravel and smoke.* “Not today, sweetheart. Today I’m going to spread those pretty legs and fuck you until the only word you remember is my name.”I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, my pussy clenching around nothing. Fuck. Heat flooded between my legs, soaking my panties as I subtly rocked my hips against the chair. My nipples were tight, aching peaks under my thin blouse. I could practically feel his fictional hands on me — rough, possessive, claimin