Chastity Fiction Novels & Stories

1. LISA I’m Nineteen years old, and my parents still believe I’m their innocent church girl who wouldn’t dare break a single rule. They have no idea how wrong they are. I’ve spent my entire life trapped in that house, watched like a prisoner. The moment their car leaves the driveway, I slip out, find girls who want the same thing I do, and let them devour my pussy in the back seat of cars or rundown motel rooms where no one asks questions. I’ve perfected the art of playing the perfect daughter while my body stays constantly hungry, cunt wet and aching for release.

You didn’t think I’d leave you without a little reward for giving Forbidden Lust a chance, did you? That would be cruel of me. Now be a good girl… and keep reading. A little piece of heaven after Chapter 160. Because in a perfect world, the morning always comes. 165 Emilia By the third orgasm, I stopped pretending I still had dignity left. "Fuck, Raf," I moaned when he hooked his hands under my thighs and lifted my hips, shoving a pillow underneath me. His other hand was already between my legs, ruthlessly spreading my own wetness over my clit until I was shaking.

The door opened before I could say anything and a strikingly beautiful woman walked inside. “You must be Finley,” she said as she walked towards the bed and made herself comfortable across from me. “I am,” I said. “I’m Chastity, Damon’s fiancé,” she said putting emphasis on fiancé. “I wasn’t aware that he was engaged,” I said to her wondering what the hell was going on. “Not officially yet but we will be soon,” she said as I looked at her. “What do you want?” I asked her. “I want to know why you’re here,” she replied.

His other hand stayed locked at her waist, keeping her pinned exactly where he wanted her. Larissa’s lips parted on a shaky exhale. The room still spun in lazy, drunken circles, but his voice was low and rough, nothing like Finn’s. She didn’t want to know if it wasn’t Finn, she just wanted the fantasy to hold just a little longer. “Please…”

he asked. A moan escaped my lips. I pushed back against his hand. "Yes. Please." Father Jake rubbed faster. His other hand stayed on my breast. He pinched my nipple. "You are dripping," he said. "Your body wants this." I nodded. Shame mixed with need. "It does. Even though I am married. Even though this is a church." He pushed one finger inside me. Then two. He moved them in and out. The wet sounds filled the quiet space. "You cheated once," he said. "Now you are here with me. Does that make you feel worse or better?"

He howled the last words and immediately I got on my feet, ignoring the pain that threatened to kill me as I pulled my gown off, making me stand naked right in front of him. His eyes roamed my body and the lust in his eyes only filled me with disgust. “Go get on your fours on the bed Virelle dear and wait for your Master” “Don't you want your Master to fuck you dear? Don't you want your Master to have an orgasm?” He asked and I almost coughed out a No. All I wanted to do was to twist his head off. “I do Master…I'd get on my four now” I muttered and immediately walked to the bed, getting in position.

“You all are terrible friends to be around. I’m married, remember?” “Yeah, yeah, shove it in all our faces that you’re married to the most devoted man,” Lila says with a playful scoff. I hold back from a snarky reply. Devoted indeed. “Yvette, is it?” Chloe asks, her eyes shining with mischief. “How about you?” I shrug. “Nothing much. No man in my department interests me so I don’t waste my time. Just class and straight home.” “She’s not lying on that front. She’s gay.” Rosetta leans forward as her eyes sparkle. “Okay, new game. Most memorable sex of your life. Do not hold back. I’ll start.”

Chapter 1 ’m sitting here in bed, typing this story on my laptop. I’m naked. My face smells like pussy. My dick is limp and worn-out. My best friend Zachary’s wife, Carol, also naked, is entering the shower. She is beautiful. Her bare ass wiggles as she regulates the water temperature valve. I see her breasts bounce as she moves. Her brown pussy forms a triangle at the top of her legs. She has just coaxed another load of semen from my exhausted dick. Her crotch is wet with a combination of my and her cum.

**Story 16: The Breeding Festival** **Chapter 2** The roar of the crowd was deafening. Serena lay on her back on the cold stone altar, legs still spread obscenely wide, her body glistening with sweat and the cum of five powerful men. Her pussy throbbed and leaked a steady river of thick seed down her ass crack onto the ancient stone. Her full breasts heaved with every ragged breath, nipples hard and sensitive from being pinched and sucked.

I gasped sharply as the thick dildo stretched my virgin asshole, the burning ring of muscle protesting hard around the fat shaft. “Fuck… it burns so much,” I whimpered, but I didn’t pull it out. Instead, I pushed back harder, forcing more of the veiny toy deeper into my ass. “That’s my dirty girl,” HotFantasy88 growled through the speaker. “Now bounce on it. I want to see that tight little asshole swallowing every inch. Don’t you dare stop.”