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Every woman I had ever tried to be with ended up crying in pain, passing out before I could even get halfway inside, or bleeding so badly I had to call private doctors to patch them up. My own body felt like a heavy curse. I'm forty-three years old, extremely wealthy, and feared by everyone in the city, yet I couldn't even have normal, simple sex. The furthest any woman could ever go was using her mouth, and even then, most of them choked, gagged, or gave up after just a few minutes because my dick was just too thick for their throats. Things got so bad that women almost died on me.

She cried out as I rammed into her again. "You can cum when I ask you to." I stopped going slowly and slammed Into her at once, slamming my cock into her repeatedly. "Please... Just let me cum this once." She begged but it fell on my deaf ears. "I dare you to cum before I tell you, Aurora. You are going to regret it." I sneered, continuing to slam into her. She continued begging and when I was finally about to cum myself, I slowed down. "Cum." Her body trembled violently as she cummed hard around my cock. So hard that my own cum jumped straight out of me.

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

So, I grew bolder. “I keep fantasizing about older men, Father. Strong, experienced hands pinning me down. Being fucked hard and deep until I can’t think straight.” My voice dropped to a whisper. “Men like you.” Silence. I slid my hand beneath the hem of my sundress. My panties were already damp. I pushed them aside and ran two fingers along my slick folds, biting my lips to hold back my moan. “I’m touching myself right now, Father,” I breathed. “I’m so wet. My fingers are sliding through my dripping pussy while I confess my sins to you.”

he teased, flicking my nipples as he did. I truly wanted to rest but the way his cock rubbed against my butt made me turned on and he knew it. I was going to show him the experience of an adult. I did an Asian squat over his dick, with my legs spread apart. I then used my hand to position his cock right below my hole. I felt a bit shy especially since his eyes were glued on me but I also wanted this. I went lower until the tip penetrated me and I let out a cry. Riding was a lot harder than I thought. I was already wondering if I could truly take all of him in.

He worked the counter, delivered bread to local cafés, studied online for a literature degree he wasn’t sure he’d ever finish. He didn’t drink, didn’t party, didn’t date, not because he was holy, he just hadn’t met anyone who made the world feel bigger than the four walls he knew. Until the night he saw her. It was late. Aunt Mara had gone to bed early with a migraine. Noah was alone in the living room, laptop open, headphones on, scrolling through a late-night YouTube rabbit hole that had somehow landed on a channel called “VividVixen.” He wasn’t looking for p**n. He’d clicked a “reaction” video about “the most beautiful people in adult films,” mostly out of curiosity and boredom.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

💋AUTHOR’S NOTE (18+) PLEASE READ ALL CHARACTERS ARE UNRELATED BY BLOOD. Any titles like Daddy, Mommy, Brother, or Sister refer strictly to adoption, step-family, or roleplay. All characters are consenting adults (18+). PENELOPE POV

Author's Notes: Thank you for supporting my work and making it this far. I really hope you loved and enjoyed the stories in this book. This next sequel of compilations contains a plethora of raw, hot sizzling erotic romance/mafia stories that will keep you on the edge of your SEAT. It's not advisable for underage. And if you are not into reading erotica, do not continue, or else you'd be stuck into this new captivating world. It's going to be very much interesting and I hope you would love it.