All Chapters of CumShorts: Unholy Dirty Desires: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I tilt my head, watching her ass rise as she settles into her yoga position on the sunlit patio.The thin leggings clung to her firm cheeks, the bright afternoon light turning the fabric sheer. My cock twitches hard when the outline of her swollen pussy lips becomes visible, confirming she’s wearing nothing underneath.Fuck.I palm my thickening bulge, staying concealed behind the tall potted plants as she flows through her sequence. When I sense she’s about to drop into a deeper variation, my breath hitches. Instead of straight legs, she lowers her knees and chest to the mat, arching forward. It looks like she’s offering her cunt to me, silently begging to be claimed.I ease the glass door open without a sound, careful not to alert her. She’s still deep in the pose when I kneel behind her, grip her hips, and grind my hard length against her.She jolts, twisting to look back. I clamp a hand on the nape of her neck and press her chest firmly back down onto the mat.“Daddy?” she gasps,

DaddyI stepped into Mia’s bedroom and found her sitting on the edge of the bed, freshly showered and wearing nothing but a thin silk robe that barely reached mid-thigh. Her eyes flicked up nervously when Ryan followed me in, still flushed and walking a little gingerly. .“Drop the robe, princess,” I said, voice calm but firm. “And you…” I pointed at Ryan, “lose the rest of your clothes. Now.”They obeyed quickly. Mia let the silk fall, revealing her tight, marked body. Ryan stripped, his cock already twitching back to life. I settled into the large armchair across from the bed, legs spread, and freed my thick cock from my shorts. It was still semi-hard from earlier, but the sight of them naked and waiting made it swell fully again. I wrapped a hand around myself and gave one slow stroke.“Get on the bed. Sixty-nine. I want to watch my two pets please each other.”Mia’s cheeks burned, but she moved first, lying on her back. Ryan climbed over her, his cock hanging above her face while

Linda I stepped into the club, the bass thumping through my chest like a second heartbeat. Neon lights flashed across the crowded dance floor, and the air hung thick with sweat, perfume, and spilled drinks. At twenty, I knew I shouldn't be here, but the pull of rebellion had won tonight. I just wanted one night to forget the rules, to feel alive without Dad's constant shadow looming over me. I squeezed through the bodies, my short dress riding up my thighs, the bass vibrating up through my heels and headed straight for the bar. Suddenly I slammed into something rock-hard and warm — a broad, unyielding chest that smelled faintly of whiskey and cologne. The impact jolted through me, knocking the air from my lungs and sending me stumbling back a step. My heart slammed against my ribs as strong hands instinctively caught my arms to steady me. "Watch where you're going," I snapped, looking up into those dark eyes that always seemed to mock me. Ace Booker. My stepbrother. The one per

Linda“Yeah Dad,” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady. “Just got back.”Ace slowly rolled his hips, grinding deep while I spoke. I bit my lip hard.“You okay?” Dad asked, closer now. “I thought I heard something.”“I’m fine,” I managed. “I...uhmm”Ace leaned down, lips brushing my ear. “Tell him goodnight,” he whispered, still moving inside me in shallow, torturous strokes.“Just getting ready for bed. Goodnight Dad,” I called out, my voice breaking slightly as another wave of pleasure hit me. Ace’s hand covered my mouth as he thrust a little harder, pushing me right back toward the edge.“Alright. Sleep well,” Dad said. The footsteps moved away.Ace didn’t stop. He fucked me faster now, the danger making everything more intense. “You almost got us caught,” he growled. “And you got even wetter. You love this, don’t you?”I nodded frantically against his hand, another orgasm building fast from the insane tension. His cock drove into me relentlessly, then I heard Dad’s door open

LaviniaI stirred in bed, my eyes still heavy with sleep. A low moan drifted through the house. At first I thought I had dreamed it. Then another sound followed, deeper this time, a groan that vibrated through the walls. I sat up slowly, my heart picking up pace. The noises continued, rhythmic and unmistakable.“Oh god,” I whispered to myself. “What is that?”I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood, my nightgown brushing against my thighs. Curiosity pulled me forward even as confusion clouded my mind. I stepped quietly into the hallway, following the sounds. They grew louder with every step. Moans. Groans. The distinct slap of skin on skin.I approached Ace’s door. It sat slightly open, just enough for me to see inside. I stopped and peeked carefully, my breath catching in my throat.Ace had Linda on her hands and knees on his bed. He gripped her hips tightly and thrust into her from behind with powerful strokes. Linda’s back arched deeply, her face pressed into the mattres