Todos los capítulos de SINFUL PLEASURES (30 Nights of Lustful Seduction): Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

Chloe’s POV “On the platform. On your back. Knees bent and wide. Wrists above your head.”Dickson’s voice carried across the demonstration hall without effort. Every student in the advanced class turned to watch as I stepped onto the raised platform naked. The training robe had been taken at the door. Cool air touched my bare skin and I felt every pair of eyes land on the dried streaks of his cum still marking my inner thighs.I lay back on the padded surface. The leather was cool against my shoulders and ass. I bent my knees and let them fall open wide the way he ordered. My cunt was already wet again. I could feel the slickness gathering between my folds under their stares. Soft leather cuffs closed around my wrists and clipped to the rings above my head. The position left me completely exposed. Nothing hidden.Dickson stood between my spread legs and addressed the silent rows of students.“Endurance and presentation. The subject remains silent and open. She does not close her legs

Chloe’s POV “Stay open. Do not move. She is going to watch every second of this.”Dickson’s voice was calm as he stepped into the suite behind the silver-haired woman. Dr. Voss stopped at the foot of the platform bed and folded her arms. Her eyes never left my spread body. I kept my knees wide, wrists still cuffed above my head, the sticky mess of his earlier releases coating my thighs and the leather beneath me.Dickson climbed onto the bed without another word. He settled between my legs, dragged the thick head of his cock through the wetness already gathered there, and thrust in deep. The stretch burned. I was still sore from the night, still swollen, and the sudden full invasion made my back arch hard against the mattress. He did not give me time to adjust. He fucked me with long, powerful strokes that filled me completely on every push. The wet sound of his cock driving into me filled the quiet suite.Dr. Voss watched in silence. I felt her gaze on the place where his body met m

Max’s POV “Stay exactly like that.”Billy’s voice was barely a whisper against my ear. His cock was still hard inside me. His come was already leaking down my thigh. Upstairs his wife asked again if he had just gotten home.“Yeah,” he called back, normal, calm, like he was not balls deep in her stepson on the living room couch. “Give me a minute.”The floor above us went quiet again. She had not come down.Billy pulled out slow. I felt every inch leave me. Then he shoved two fingers back in and smeared his own mess around my hole like he was marking it.“You are going to walk upstairs like this,” he said. “Full of me. If she looks at you, you keep your face straight.”I sat up. My legs were shaking. My cock was still half hard and shiny. He wiped his hand on my stomach and zipped his pants like nothing had happened.“Go. Now.”I made it to my room without seeing her. I stood under the shower with his come still leaking out of me and my forehead against the tile, already wanting him a

Liam’s POV “You’re home early.”Aunt Rhea said it before I even dropped my bag. She was already on the couch like she lived there, one bare foot tucked under her thigh, wine glass loose in her hand. The robe she had on was the thin one Mom always told her not to wear around the house. Cream silk. It kept slipping off her shoulder no matter how many times she tugged it back.“Traffic was light,” I said.She smiled without showing teeth. “Your mom said you’d be back after nine. I took the couch so I wouldn’t steal the guest room from you.”“You can have the guest room.”“I like it out here.” She stretched when she said it. The robe pulled tighter across her chest and I looked away like I was still fifteen. “Besides, it’s only a few nights. Your uncle and I are figuring some things out.”Mom was already upstairs. I heard the shower running. That left me standing in the living room with my aunt’s legs and the smell of her wine and the fact that I had been hard since I walked through the

Liam’s POV “Lock the door on your way.”That was the third text. I was already on the stairs.The living room was dark except for the movie still playing with the sound almost off. Aunt Rhea was on the couch the way I had left her, robe open, panties still shoved to one side. She had one hand between her legs, two fingers moving lazy, like she had been keeping herself ready.“You took too long,” she whispered.“Mom’s not even—”“She texted five minutes ago. She’s leaving Carol’s. You have maybe twenty minutes. Come here.”I went to her. She pulled my shorts down before I sat. My cock sprang out already wet at the tip from everything we had done and everything we had not finished. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked me with the same fingers she had just had inside herself.“Sit.”I sat. She climbed into my lap facing me, knees on either side of my thighs, the robe hanging off her arms. She reached between us, lined me up, and sank down.The head pushed in and we both stopped br