Dirty Stepmom

He was a well known race car driver. Popular with the women and knew his way around the track and bed. She was his sister’s best friend. When Ricky Andonite gets in a terrible on track accident and needs help while he recovers. Will Shelby Cage step in and be his hero or will she walk away and into the arms of his rival Logan Valentine. This book is now going to be a series

He is my only chance at freedom. She is the daughter of my enemy. Will their love survive? Zain As the Sultan of one of the most powerful countries in the Middle-East, I need to find my Sultana. But I don’t intend to have heirs or even get married. Until I stumbled into Nasrin Elbaz. I cannot resist her. So I will claim her as mine. My Sultana. My Wife. My Lover. I, Sultan Zain Al Latif, will propose to Princess Nasrin for a marriage. If she rejects me… Well, I have been told I can be quite persuasive and demanding when I want to be. Nasrin He is a Sultan and I am the Princess of the country he is nemesis with. I don’t belong in his wealthy country that bleeds gold and his Palace. I am trying to hold on to what little freedom I have. No way can I fall for some dirty talking or his obsidian eyes curling with hunger whenever he sees me. Even if my body craves his tender touch and his sinful mouth. I have to get my freedom and find a way to escape the proposals of marriage. Without his help, thank you very much. “I am asking you to marry me.” “Are you asking or ordering, Sultan?” “I am asking, Princess.” I smiled at her. “For now.”

This is a seductive book with a lot of mixed up, wild and taboo smut stories. All stories here are a product of my imagination.

EROTIC🔞🔞🔞18+ Who says a step brother and step sister can't be besties both in the open and... in the secret? It wasn't like that at the beginning until the unexpected took place between Tara and her hot step brother, Dennis. On their first night alone, with their parents out of town to celebrate their honeymoon, Tara accidentally caught Dennis masturbating in his room. She's kicked out at first, but curiously returns to see if he's playing with his dick the second time. Her plan backfires when she's caught by Dennis, who pulls Tara into his room and makes her kneel before his cock, tempting her to have a taste of it. She wants to resist. She knows this isn't right. But what happens next when Dennis takes control and slips his cock into Tara's dripping mouth?

In the dark circles of the elite world, he is one of the Saints—most gorgeous, wealthiest, sexiest legacies of old money familias. Objectified and revered, they can do nothing wrong. In truth, Giancarlo Verrazzano came dangerously close to perdition before earning his title. He now lives a life forged out of this past, whilst staying away from its clutches. Then a young daughter of a family friend is sent to him to mentor before their families present her to society as the Von Schiller heiress. Elise is grown up, desirable and exquisite—it’s torment not to touch her. Everyday, he tries to protect her from himself. But when danger stalks her steps, sexual crimes of a serial killer persist and another Saint fixates on her, he gives in to his desires so he can publicly own her. He will do anything to shield her from the shadows that targets her as a result of his teenage obsession with her beautiful mother. Elise dreads the day she must face the world as a Von Schiller and she clings to the man whose blanket of protection has always kept her safe. If only she doesn’t want him, he wouldn’t drive her nuts! The nasty rumors about a dead ex should have repelled her, but Gian can never scare her. So when she finds out she resembles this ex and a sex club exist in her memory, she has to step back and see with unbiased eyes what kind of man truly lurks behind his beautiful mask.

Years after graduation, someone suddenly tags me in the class group chat. "Mr. Warren is gravely ill, Mira. Aren't you going to do anything? You really are heartless!" I only realize what's going on when I click on the fundraising link in the chat. Our high school homeroom teacher, Joseph Warren, has late-stage cancer. Thus, Lyra Fairfield, the class belle, is leading a fundraiser and patient-donor matching process. "I'll donate ten thousand dollars. My husband is the director of Waverly General Hospital, and I've already asked him to arrange a VIP ward for Mr. Warren." Right after I send that message, the group pounces on me. "Mira, you contracted an STD back then and tried to pin it on Lyra. She didn't even hold it against you, and now you're trying to steal her thunder? You're unbelievable!" "I can't believe you're still lying through your teeth during such a serious situation. You never change, do you?" Lyra immediately defuses the tension. "Mira, I don't blame you for what happened in the past, but you really shouldn't impersonate the director's wife. I've already arranged the ward and surgery, and I'm donating another 100 thousand dollars to Mr. Warren!" I'm this close to laughing out of sheer anger. She's the one who scratched her name off the diagnosis report and framed me for having an STD all those years ago. I never even confronted her about it, and now she's playing the victim? Lyra soon posts a photo in the group chat, showing off her husband's car. Yet, when I see the man in the passenger seat, I guffaw. Isn't that my husband's driver? When did he start running a hospital?

Some rules are meant to keep us pure. These stories spread your legs and make you beg to break them. Stepbrothers who shouldn’t touch you, but shove you against the wall and make you scream their name. Protectors who swear to guard your body, only to break every oath as they fuck you into the mattress. Strangers who taste like sin and don’t stop until you’re ruined. Masked lovers who hide their faces while they spread you open and make you beg. Even supernatural beasts who mark you, breed you, and take you raw until you’re theirs completely. This isn’t sweet romance. It is raw heat that claws, bites, and devours. Dangerous, possessive men you should run from, but instead, you’ll spread wider, sink deeper, and take every filthy drop they give you. Every page is a dare: moan louder, take more, surrender deeper. Because once you give in to the forbidden, you won’t just fall, you’ll beg to be destroyed. Welcome to your new addiction.

It was about time because my dad got a new girlfriend and said he wanted us to have a meal together to introduce the new woman into our lives. On the day we met, my college roommate saw my chat background, which had a photo of me and my dad, along with a series of transfer records. She lost her mind. She enlisted the support of our other roommates, who rarely paid me any attention and began to attack me, insisting that I was a side chick who deserved to die. I did not expect that my roommate would soon become my stepmom. Before I could explain, she accused me of trying to seduce my dad behind her back, shouting, "Shameless side chick! Going behind my back to seduce my boyfriend! All those times you said you were out studying?! Who knows if you were just meeting up with him?" I was once physically assaulted, stripped of my dignity, and forced to the restaurant for a public confrontation wearing ragged clothes. Then my dad came running to where I was hardly breathing and barely moving on the floor, bruised to the extreme. “Sweetheart, who did this to you?!”

“I’m going to have to eat your pussy since you won’t stop trembling like that, little mate.” The words rumble from Vincenzo’s throat as he pins me to the bed, his fangs grazing my inner thigh while Lorenzo and Valentino watch with glowing eyes, cocks already hard and leaking for me. I ran from my ex after catching him buried in another man, whining about an “open marriage” like I was disposable. Betrayed. Shattered. Done. Then the Drakvolk brothers found me—three godlike Lycan Alphas, rulers of the most ruthless pack alive. Brothers in blood, bonded in power, and destined to share one woman. Me. They’ve shared kills, territory, and secrets since they were pups… and now they share my body. Vincenzo’s tongue dives in first, slow and punishing, making me arch and gasp. Lorenzo’s rough hands spread me wider, fingers teasing my clit while he growls, “Scream for us, omega.” Valentino claims my mouth, swallowing every moan as their knots swell, promising to fill me completely—stretching, marking, breeding. No more lies. No more holding back. Just three primal gods taking turns, then taking me all at once, until I’m dripping, knotted, and begging: Moan for us… forever. The Alphas’ Dirty Desires

!!WARNING!! This series will wreck your panties and your soul; no safe words, no apologies. Expect a possessed woman being exorcised: spiritually and physically by the priest’s dick to a high school famous ball player, ramming his hard c*ck into his best friend’s mother's soaked c^nt to lesbians cheating on one another for the same throbbing, cum-slicked monster cock and many more. This collection would be filled with some of the craziest affairs known to be taboos to healthy people but a normal way of life to sex starved CEO’s, doctors, divorced women and others. If “please, Daddy, harder” makes you clutch your pearls… slam this shut and run. But if the idea of being taken, marked, and filled until you can’t think straight has you throbbing already…flip the page, slut. You’ve been warned. Grab your sex toys ladies Cause author Xena is coming with the heat. kisses.