All Chapters of 40 WAYS TO SIN: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~~Maya~~He didn’t show me the slightest bit of mercy.He slammed into me to the hilt, dragged out until only the thick head remained stretched at my entrance, then drove back in with hard, deep, relentless strokes that made the headboard slam against the wall.“Ohhh—” The sound broke out of me, raw and helpless.The wet, filthy slap of his hips against mine filled the room. My cunt stretched around the thick length of him, still throbbing from the way he’d made me come on his tongue, and every brutal drive forward dragged another broken cry from my lips.“Fuck—yes—harder—” I gasped, wrists yanking hard against the cuffs. The metal bit deeper into the already-raw skin. “Don’t you dare slow down. Fuck me like you mean it.”“Gladly.” His hand tightened around my throat—not enough to cut off air, just enough to remind me who owned my body in that moment. His eyes stayed locked on mine, dark and mean, watching every expression that crossed my face as he used me.“You’re so fucking good,”

~~Jessica~~ I followed my stepfather down the narrow basement stairs. The air grew colder and heavier with every step, pressing against my skin like a warning. The single bulb at the top threw just enough light to carve deep shadows across the concrete floor. Everything else stayed black. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat. In my cunt. I knew exactly what was about to happen. The knowledge made my pussy clench so tight it almost hurt. “What did you want to show me?” I whispered once we reached the bottom. My voice barely carried in the dark. He turned to face me. Slow. Deliberate. The shadows cut across his face, leaving only the hard line of his mouth and the weight of his stare. “What did you have in mind, princess?” The question hit low and dirty. “I–I–dunno,” I stuttered, pulse racing like I was already being chased. A quiet, dark chuckle rolled out of him. The sound alone made my knees want to buckle. “You’re really playing innocent now.

~~Jessica~~ I made sure to stay home, just like my stepfather had ordered. By the time Mom finished dressing, I had already cleaned every trace of him off my body. I washed the slick from between my thighs, even sprayed two different perfumes so nothing of that dark, filthy smell of sex clung to me. “Are you going out?” she asked when she came downstairs, brows drawn together. “Yeah.” I nodded with a small, carefully blank smile. “Okay.” She kissed my hair the way she always did. “Take care of yourself, okay?” “Bye, Mom.” I waved as she walked out the front door. I stood with my back to the staircase, arms folded tight across my chest, and let out a slow breath. Then a hard, open-handed smack landed on my ass, aharp enough to sting, possessive enough to make my still-sore cunt clench. I spun around. Brent stood there, eyes dark, expression unreadable except for the raw hunger still burning underneath. “Remember, princess,” he said, voice low and rough. I nod

~~Jessica~~I scrambled off the bed on shaky legs and dropped to the floor in front of him. His cock grew thicker as he stroked it.“Open your mouth and suck Daddy’s cock.” He ordered, stepping closer.I looked up at him and parted my lips. Then, I leaned in and took him between my lips, tasting salt and the faint musk of my own pussy still on his skin.He was so thick my jaw stretched immediately.I hollowed my cheeks and sank down, taking as much as I could, gagging when the head hit the back of my throat.My eyes watered as he filled my throat but I didn't pull away. I moaned around him, the vibration making his hips jerk.“That's my good girl,” he groaned, one hand fisting in my hair. “Choke on it. Show me how much you want this dick in every hole.”I bobbed my head faster as spit ran down my chin and dropped onto my bare tits under the shirt.Then, he fisted his other hand in my hair and held me steady.“Fuck” he rasped. “Your mouth is almost as tight as your cunt, princess.”I n

~~Madison~~Pizza boxes balanced in one hand while the other rested on the strap of his delivery bag.Dark eyes, that same solid build under the uniform, a faint sheen of sweat at his temple like he’d been running a little hot all night. The second I saw him my stomach dropped and my cunt clenched so hard I almost made a sound.“Order for—” He glanced at the receipt, then up at me. His gaze snagged for half a second on the short dress, the bare legs, the fact that I was clearly not wearing a bra. Something flickered across his face. “Madison?”“Yeah.” My voice came out thin. I could still feel the slick mess between my thighs from earlier, the way my fingers had been buried in myself while I moaned his name. My face felt hot. I couldn’t look at him straight. “That’s me.”I reached for the boxes. My hands were shaking. He held them out and our fingers brushed. The contact was nothing, just skin, but it sent a jolt straight down to my already swollen clit. I almost dropped the damn pizz