Chastity Fiction Novels & Stories

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.

Two fingers slid through my folds and circled my swollen clit as I bit my lip hard. “Fuck…” I whispered, eyes fluttering shut. All I could see was them. Rylan’s dangerous grin. Rhys’s cold, calculating stare. The way they looked at me like I was already theirs. I pushed two fingers inside myself, pumping fast, imagining it was one of their thick cocks stretching me open. A soft moan escaped me. I rubbed my clit harder, legs shaking, chasing the orgasm I desperately needed. My small breasts heaved under the tight dress. I was so close already, shame and lust twisting together until I couldn’t tell which was stronger.

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…”

I whispered, his name a prayer and a sin all at once. I slid one finger inside, a sharp intake of breath escaping my lips. I was tight, pulsing around the digit, but I wanted more. I began to pump my finger in and out, mimicking the rhythm I imagined he would use. I pictured him watching me, his eyes dark with the same forbidden lust I felt, his face twisted with the realization that he wanted his own mother.

Then he slowed down for just a few seconds, circling my clit with his fingers before pushing it into my mouth. “Keep looking at me,” he added. Then he slammed hard again, driving my orgasm close to the edge. I swear—I could no longer take it. I struggled to keep my eyes on him, I trembled and cummed all over his dick twice before he followed, he buried his face in my neck, growling my name like a prayer until he was calm. We lay tangled, panting. His hand stroked lazy circles on my spine. I thought I had nothing to be guilty for until Kaelric’s face was boldly pictured in my mind.

Chad raised an eyebrow and replied sarcastically, "That's a problem for other men. I've never touched her. I only got her to do those hymenoplasties so I could use her to please those dirty old men who enjoy virgins. "As for her having AIDS, who knows which old man she got it from? I've been keeping myself chaste. I've never touched her!" Everyone laughed as they admired Chad for his impressive control over women. Sadie's expression froze as her bill for the procedure fell to the ground. She could no longer hear anything else. That explained why Chad would always give her a glass of milk before sleeping with her. She would fall asleep after finishing the milk. The next day, she would wake up

“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.”

😂 They felt really offended, Faith almost snapped but Chastity told her not to mind them. "Well...maybe I'm one! Who cares at the end of the day? It's my fucking life, I choose what to do with my pussy right"? She had her arms crossed, with gum on her mouth which she chewed like nobody'sbisiness, plus the fact that she was a bit tipsy, it made her a real whore. 😂 "Uwwww! That's deep shit bitch! I never talked about anybody's pussy here...or did i? That tell me something....But you don't wanna end up with a whole borehole isn't it"?

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.