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If you are a lover of erotic short stories with exciting plot, check out my book, “WET DREAMS: A STEAMY COMPLILATION If you love mafia stories, my book, SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON will be perfect for you. Also check out, BILLIONAIRE ALPHA’S ACCIDENTAL SURROGATE, MIDNIGHT DESIRES, and my newest book, BURN ME ORION: THE BILLIONAIRE’S RECLAIMED OBSESSION.

Female lead books: -Sold To The Savage Alpha -Love, Lies, and Hidden Truth Male Lead books: -The Divorced Billionaire -From Squalor To Splendor Thanks amigos 😊

He lifts me up onto Daddy’s desk. Shoves the Bible aside like it’s in the way. Then kneels—kneels—in front of me like he’s about to pray. But instead… He spreads my legs. And starts eating me like salvation lives between my thighs. --- My head falls back. My fingers tangle in his hair. He groans into me, like my body tastes like worship. “Don’t stop,” I whisper. “Please.” “Oh, now you wanna beg?” he says, slick with lust.

When he rolled off me he laughed and said, "That was okay, right? Not every girl makes a big deal out of her first time." I hated how wet that memory still made me. I should have felt angry, used, worthless. Instead my pussy kept throbbing, begging for something more. Something real. Something that would break me and put me back together. That was why I started searching online late at night. BDSM. Domination. Submission. The words alone made my nipples hard. I read stories about girls who got tied up, spanked until they cried, then fucked so deep they screamed. Men who knew how to take control. Men who made you feel like their favorite toy and their most precious slut at the same time. I wa

What I found was a world of explicit, detailed stories about aunts and nephews. Stories of seduction, of secret affairs, of dominant young men and submissive older women. I read one, then another. My face grew hot, my breathing shallow. Without even consciously deciding to, my hand slipped under the waistband of my linen trousers, my fingertips finding my clit, already sensitive from last night. The stories were graphic, filthy, and utterly compelling. They painted pictures of aunts who were initially reluctant but secretly hungry, who were awakened by their nephew's bold desire. They talked about submission, about being called names, about the thrill of the forbidden.

The double sensation made my knees weak. “Talk to me daddy,” I panted. “Tell me how it feels.” I clenched my waist and let out a soft light moan. “So fucking tight,” he breathed, lips brushing my ear. “Hot. Wet. Like you were made for this. For me.” His words pushed me higher. I reached back with one hand, gripping his thigh, urging him deeper. He fucked me harder, hips slapping against my ass. Books shifted on the shelf. One fell to the floor with a soft thud, but we didn’t stop.

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“My innocent little wife learning how to fuck her husband’s cock. Does it feel good, Bella? Tell me.” “So good,” she gasped, moving faster now, bouncing on my lap. Her small tits bounced with every drop, the sight making my cock throb inside her. “Adrian… it’s so deep like this…” I sat up fully, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulling her tighter against me. Our bodies pressed together, skin on skin. I kissed her again — slow, filthy kisses while she rode me, tongues sliding, teeth nipping. My free hand slipped between us, finding her clit and rubbing tight circles.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As