All Chapters of TRANGRESSION: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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FORBIDDEN FLAME IV

The following evening, the air in the master bedroom was already thick with anticipation. Marcus had left for a short while after dinner, returning with a small black bag and a predatory smile. Vannia’s heart raced as he emptied its contents onto the bed: soft black ropes, a powerful wand vibrator, and a bottle of lube.“Tonight, we play,” Marcus announced, his deep voice sending shivers down Vannia’s spine. “Vannia, strip and get on the bed. Arms and legs spread.”She obeyed quickly, her pussy already wet. Marcus worked methodically, tying her wrists to the headboard and her ankles to the bottom corners of the bed, stretching her body into a perfect, helpless X. The ropes held her firm but comfortable, exposing every inch of her—breasts heaving, pink pussy glistening and open.Marcus turned on the wand vibrator. The low, powerful hum filled the room. He pressed the vibrating head directly against her swollen clit and secured it in place with a strap around her thigh.“Oh god…” Vannia

FORBIDDEN FLAME V

he next few days blurred into a haze of secret touches and stolen moments. At work, Marcus’s glances had become openly possessive. In the quiet back office, he would pull Vannia in for rough kisses, his hand slipping under her skirt to find her always-wet pussy. At home, the three of them fell into a rhythm of insatiable hunger. But Marcus had one final fantasy he wanted to fulfill.On their first full weekend together, he prepared the bedroom with care—soft lighting, the ropes again, and a few new toys. “Tonight, we seal this properly,” he told them. “No more holding back.”Vannia and Lena knelt naked before him, eyes shining with excitement. Marcus tied Vannia’s hands behind her back this time, then had her lie on the bed with her head hanging slightly off the edge. Lena was positioned on top of her in a sixty-nine, face buried between Vannia’s thighs.“Eat each other while I use you both,” Marcus commanded.Mother and daughter obeyed instantly. Vannia moaned as Lena’s tongue dove i

veiled desire I

The black funeral bus moved slowly along the winding road toward the family cemetery, its engine humming a low, mournful note. June 3rd had arrived with overcast skies and a light drizzle that streaked the windows. Exactly one month and one day had passed since Raymond Nelson, the respected patriarch, had died on May 2nd after a sudden illness. Today, they would finally lay him to rest.Messi Nelson sat in the back row of the bus, his tall frame slightly hunched in the black tailored shirt and trousers that felt too tight around his broad shoulders. At twenty-five, he carried the weight of being the only son expected to be strong - to lead the family now. But strength was the last thing on his mind. His dark eyes kept drifting to the woman beside him.Leila Nelson, his father’s young widow, sat with her hands folded tightly in her lap. At thirty-two, she was a vision even in mourning — smooth, deep brown skin glowing softly in the dim interior light, full lips pressed together, and a

Veiled Desires II

The burial ceremony ended under a persistent drizzle. Condolences were exchanged in low murmurs, and the small crowd slowly dispersed. Messi and Leila returned home in one of the family cars, the silence between them heavy with everything unsaid. The large family house felt emptier now, shadows stretching across the rooms where Raymond had once ruled.As soon as the front door closed behind them, the tension snapped.Messi pushed Leila against the wall in the hallway, his mouth crashing down on hers in a hungry, desperate kiss. She moaned into it, fingers clutching his black shirt as weeks of suppressed desire poured out. Their tongues tangled fiercely. Messi’s hands roamed her body, squeezing her full breasts through the mourning dress before sliding down to grip her ass.“Not here… someone might come,” Leila gasped between kisses, even as she ground herself against the hard bulge in his trousers.“They won’t,” Messi growled. “Not tonight.”He lifted her easily, carrying her upstairs

veiled desire III

The master bedroom was thick with the scent of sex and the faint trace of rain from outside. Messi lay on his back, Leila curled against his chest, both of them still catching their breath. Ella remained in the chair beside the bed — one wrist uncuffed so she could move that hand, but her other wrist and both ankles still secured. Her blouse hung open, heavy breasts exposed, nipples stiff with arousal. The dark wet patch on her panties had grown.Leila lifted her head, looking at her mother with a mix of guilt and lingering lust. “Mama… are you okay?”Ella’s voice was husky. “I should be angry. This is madness. On the day we buried your husband — my son-in-law.” She squeezed her thighs together, unable to hide her need. “But I can’t look away.”Messi smiled and ran his hand down Leila’s back, cupping her ass possessively. “Good. Because we’re not done.”He kissed Leila deeply, tongues sliding together as his fingers dipped between her legs again. She was still soaked — a mixture of h

veiled desire IV

The morning light filtered weakly through the heavy curtains of the master bedroom. Messi woke first, his body pressed between the two women. Leila slept soundly on his left, her naked curves tucked against him. On his right, Ella lay half-covered by the sheet, her mature body still flushed from the previous night’s denial.He ran his hand down Ella’s side, squeezing her full hip. She stirred, eyes fluttering open. For a moment, confusion and shame crossed her face, but it quickly melted into dark hunger as she felt Messi’s morning erection against her thigh.“Not yet,” he whispered, echoing his words from the night before. “You still watch today.”Ella nodded slowly, biting her lip.Messi woke Leila with slow kisses along her neck. She moaned softly, pressing back against him. Within minutes, he had her on her back, legs spread wide. He entered her in one smooth thrust, burying himself to the hilt in her warm, welcoming pussy.They fucked slowly at first, savoring the connection. Lei

veiled desire V

The fifth day of the official mourning period passed in a haze of tension and barely contained lust. The large family house remained quiet, with most relatives having returned to their own homes. Only the three of them remained under one roof — Messi, Leila, and Ella — bound by grief, guilt, and an ever-growing web of forbidden desire.Messi had given them a simple instruction that morning: no clothes inside the house unless visitors came. All day, the women moved around naked or in sheer robes that hid nothing. Every glance, every accidental brush of skin, heightened the electricity between them.In the afternoon, Messi took them to the living room. He had Ella sit on the wide couch, legs spread, while he positioned Leila on her hands and knees on the floor directly in front of her mother. Then he knelt behind Leila and slid his thick cock into her soaked pussy in one deep thrust.Leila moaned loudly, pushing back against him. Messi fucked her with long, powerful strokes, making sure

veiled desire VI

The sixth night arrived like a storm that had been building for days. The house was silent except for the low hum of the ceiling fan and the heavy breathing of three people who had reached the limit of their restraint. Messi had prepared the master bedroom carefully — fresh sheets, dim warm lighting, a bottle of oil, and soft ropes ready if needed. Tonight, there would be no more watching. No more denial.Ella stood at the foot of the bed, completely naked, her mature, voluptuous body trembling with anticipation. Her full, heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly, dark nipples stiff. Beside her, Leila was equally bare, younger and slightly firmer but sharing the same smooth dark skin and thick curves that drove Messi wild.Messi stood before them, his muscular frame dominant, cock already rock hard and curving upward. “No more rules tonight,” he said, voice low and commanding. “The three of us. Completely.”He pulled Ella to him first, kissing her deeply. Years of hidden attraction poured

veiled desire VII

The night stretched on, thick with heat and the unmistakable scent of raw, uninhibited sex. The master bedroom had become a sanctuary of forbidden pleasure where grief had been temporarily forgotten, replaced by overwhelming lust. Messi lay in the centre of the large bed, his muscular body glistening with sweat. Leila was curled against his left side, her head resting on his chest, while Ella pressed against his right, her fuller, mature curves moulding perfectly against him.After the intense first round, they had taken a short break to drink water and catch their breath. But the fire between them refused to die down. Messi’s cock was already stirring again, hardening against Leila’s thigh.Ella noticed first. She reached down, wrapping her soft hand around his thickening shaft and stroking him slowly. “I’ve waited long enough,” she whispered, voice husky with need. “I want to feel you properly.”Messi pulled her on top of him. Ella straddled his hips, her heavy breasts swaying as s

veiled desire VIII

The final hours before dawn became a slow, deliberate symphony of exhaustion and insatiable hunger. The master bedroom smelled strongly of sex — thick, musky, and intoxicating. Sweat-soaked sheets clung to their bodies as Messi, Leila, and Ella pushed themselves beyond every limit they had known.Messi lay on his back, breathing heavily, as Leila and Ella worshipped his cock together. Their tongues moved in perfect coordination — Leila licking along the underside while Ella sucked on the head, then switching places. They kissed each other sloppily around his shaft, sharing the taste of their combined juices. Messi’s hand rested on both their heads, guiding them gently as pleasure built deep in his core.“Fuck… you two are perfect,” he groaned.He eventually pulled them up and arranged them carefully. Ella was placed on her back in the center of the bed. Leila straddled her mother’s face in reverse, lowering her dripping pussy onto Ella’s waiting mouth. Messi knelt between Ella’s sprea

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