All Chapters of FILTHY TEMPTATIONS SERIES : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

CHAPTER 1: I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD [I]

CHAPTER 1AVA'S POVMy name is Ava and I’m already fucked in the head.It’s barely ten in the morning and I’m sitting in a half-empty lecture hall trying to focus on the professor, but all I can think about is the way Ryan’s cock felt in my hand last night. Thick. Heavy. The vein that runs along the underside that I like to press my tongue against when I take him into my mouth. I can still remember the exact weight of it on my palm, the way it twitched when I squeezed, the low sound he made when I leaned down and licked the tip.Lisa’s boyfriend.I’m a terrible friend.The worst kind.I shift in my seat and cross my legs tighter. I’m wet again. It’s becoming a problem. Every time someone says his name, every time I see one of his stupid hoodies draped over Lisa’s chair, every time I catch the faint smell of his cologne on her clothes, my pussy throbs like it has a memory of its own. I woke up this morning already aching. I had to press my face into the pillow and slide my hand between

Last Updated : 2026-09-22

CHAPTER 2: I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD [II]

CHAPTER 2AVA'S POV I meet Lisa near the campus gate after my shift.She’s already waiting with two iced coffees, one in each hand, phone tucked under her arm. When she sees me her whole face lights up, like I’m actually someone worth being happy about. The smile is real. Warm. It makes my stomach twist so hard I almost look away. I’m still walking around with her boyfriend’s cum dried on my thighs, the sticky reminder of what I let him do to me in that storage room, and all she’s doing is smiling at me like a good friend.“There you are,” she says, holding my coffee out. “Extra ice, just how you like it. I had them add a bit of vanilla too.”I take it. The cup is sweating in my hand. “Thanks.”We start walking with no real destination, just the usual slow loop we always take when we need to talk. Lisa launches into her day — a boring lecture where the professor droned on for an hour, group project drama with a girl who still hasn’t done her part, how she’s already sick of the semest

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CHAPTER 3: I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER [III]

CHAPTER 3AVA'S POV I unlock the front door and step inside.The house is quiet at first. The kind of quiet that makes my ears ring. I close the door softly behind me and just stand there in the hallway with the spare key still digging into my palm, listening. For a second I almost believe Lisa was right and the place is empty. Then I hear it — a cupboard closing in the kitchen, followed by the low clink of a mug being set down on the counter.Marcus is home.My stomach drops and tightens at the same time. Heat flashes low in my belly so fast it almost makes me dizzy. Lisa said he wouldn’t be here. She looked me in the eye and told me the house would be empty. Part of me is glad she was wrong.I walk toward the kitchen trying to look normal, like I’m just her best friend using the spare key after a long day, not the girl who still has her boyfriend’s cum dried in a thin film on her inner thighs. My heart is beating so hard I can feel it in my throat. Every step makes me aware of how

Last Updated : 2026-09-22

CHAPTER 4 : I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER[IV]

CHAPTER 4AVA'S POV I stand in the doorway with water still running down my back, the oversized T-shirt sticking to my damp skin. Marcus doesn’t move from the edge of Lisa’s bed. He just looks at me like he has all the time in the world.My nipples are hard against the thin fabric. I know he can see them. The shirt is too short and too light, clinging to every place I’m still wet from the shower. I should have locked the bedroom door. I should have gotten dressed properly. Instead I just stand here like an idiot, heart hammering so hard it hurts.“You’re staring,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. It doesn’t work.“You’re standing there wet in my daughter’s shirt.” His eyes drop to my thighs. “What do you expect?”I should tell him to get out. I should pull the shirt down and walk past him like this is normal. Instead I stay where I am, frozen, because the way he’s looking at me makes my stomach flip and my pussy throb at the same time.Marcus leans forward, elbows on his knees,

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CHAPTER 5 : I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER [V]

CHAPTER 5 AVA'S POV I lie on Lisa’s bed for a long time after he leaves, staring at the ceiling. His cum is leaking out of me, slow and warm, soaking into the sheets. I can feel it every time I shift — thick, messy, sliding down between my cheeks and onto the soft blue fabric. My thighs are sticky. My pussy feels used and swollen, stretched in a way that still throbs with every heartbeat. There’s a dull, deep ache inside me from how hard he fucked me, a reminder that will probably still be there tomorrow. I should get up. Shower again. Change the sheets. Pretend none of it happened. Pretend I didn’t just let my best friend’s father come inside me on her bed while she was out on a date with the other man I’m fucking. Instead I stay exactly where I am, naked and cooling in the open air of the room. My hand slides down almost on its own, fingers trailing through the mess he left between my legs. It’s disgusting. It’s still hot. I push two fingers through the slick combination o

Last Updated : 2026-10-05

CHAPTER 6: I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER [VI]

CHAPTER 6AVA'S POV It’s been almost five weeks.Five weeks of being a complete slut behind Lisa’s back.Five weeks of lying with a straight face while my body stays permanently sore in ways I can’t explain to anyone. Marcus fucks me whenever he wants. In his bed while she’s in the shower, one hand over my mouth so I don’t make noise. In the kitchen with my skirt shoved up around my waist and my palms flat on the counter he makes coffee on every morning. Once in the laundry room, bent over the washing machine, his hand clamped hard over my lips while Lisa watched TV in the next room. He doesn’t ask anymore. He just takes, and every single time I spread my legs for him like I’ve been trained to do it.But it’s not only him.I’m still fucking Ryan too.Last Tuesday he pulled me into the same storage room at the café again and bent me over the metal shelves like he owned me. Two days ago he fingered me under the table in the library while we were supposedly studying, his fingers slick a

Last Updated : 2026-10-05

CHAPTER 7: I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER [VII]

CHAPTER 7AVA'S POV Lisa’s plane is supposed to be in the air by now.That’s all I can think about while Marcus has me bent over the kitchen counter.My cheek is pressed to the cool surface. My skirt is shoved up around my waist. My panties are stretched around my knees, one side already torn from how roughly he yanked them down. He fucks me slow and deep, the kind of deliberate pace that makes me feel every thick inch of him dragging in and out. One of his hands is wrapped around the back of my neck, pinning me in place. The other grips my hip hard enough that I know I’ll bruise. The house is completely empty. No footsteps upstairs. No television. No risk of the front door opening. Just the wet, filthy sound of his cock driving into me and the broken moans I don’t have to swallow anymore.“Ten whole days,” he mutters behind me, voice rough with satisfaction. “I’m going to fill this cunt every morning before you leave for class. Every night when you get home. Maybe in between if I fe

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CHAPTER 8: I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER [VIII]

CHAPTER 8AVA'S POV The front door opens while Marcus still has me pinned against the kitchen counter.His hand is under my skirt. Two thick fingers are buried inside me, curling slowly. My leg is hooked high around his hip. I’m biting down on his shoulder to keep from making noise even though we thought we didn’t need to be quiet anymore. His cum from twenty minutes ago is still leaking out of me, slick and warm down my thigh. We’re both breathing hard. The kitchen smells like sex and coffee. We don’t hear the key in the lock. We don’t hear the door open. We don’t hear the suitcase wheels until it’s already too late.“Dad? I’m back—”Lisa’s voice cuts through the house like a blade.Everything stops.Marcus’s fingers freeze inside me. My whole body goes rigid. My heart slams so hard against my ribs it hurts. For one suspended second neither of us moves. Then we both turn our heads at the same time.Lisa is standing in the doorway of the kitchen.Her hair is wet from the rain. Her ja

Last Updated : 2026-10-06

CHAPTER 9: I'M SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER [EPILOGUE]

**CHAPTER 9**AVA'S POV The silence after Lisa left was worse than the screaming.I stood in the kitchen with my skirt still pushed up on one side and Marcus’s cum sliding down my thigh, staring at the door like she might walk back through it and take it all back. She didn’t. The rain kept falling. The house felt too big.Marcus didn’t try to comfort me. He just looked at me for a long second, then said, “Go clean up.”I didn’t move.“Ava.”“She hates me.”“Yes.”The way he said it — flat, unsurprised — made something ugly twist in my chest. I wanted him to feel even a fraction of what I was feeling. He didn’t. He just walked past me, grabbed a glass of water, and drank it like we hadn’t just destroyed his daughter.I showered until the water went cold. When I came out, he was sitting on the couch in the dark. I stood there in one of Lisa’s old shirts, hair dripping, and waited for him to say something that would make it hurt less.He didn’t.Instead he said, “Come here.”I should ha

Last Updated : 2026-10-06

CHAPTER 10:THE BREEDERS [I]

CHAPTER 10 SIENNA'S POV The fight started while I was still circling for parking. “Art school, Sienna? That’s what you left for?” My mother’s voice was already tight, the way it always got when she thought I was wasting my life. “You could’ve stayed here, finished something useful. Instead you’re two states away throwing money at a hobby.” I clamped the phone between my shoulder and ear and yanked the parking brake harder than I needed to. The sharp jolt matched the irritation crawling under my skin. “It’s not a hobby. It’s a degree.” “A degree that won’t pay your rent when the scholarship money runs out.” In the background I heard the low rumble of my stepfather’s voice. A second later he came on the line, calm, reasonable, the same tone he used when he used to talk me down from the inside of my own head while his hand was still between my legs. “Let her breathe,” he said. “She’s already there. Yelling won’t unpack the truck.” My stomach flipped so hard I felt it in my pussy.

Last Updated : 2026-10-06

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