Novel & Cerita Forbidden Fantasy Full Story

Mom lifted her head and saw me. She called me over to ask if I had asked the maids at the mansion not to prepare anything and serve empty plates. I looked directly into everyone's plates and admitted to her that I did. Christian flares up and takes me to the living room, he lifts his hands and begs me not to torture his mother for his sins. I'm glad he knows, that what he did was a sin. I never once became a mother when I got married to his brother, Frank, neither did he give me the respect that I deserve but ended up having an affair with my best friend that became a psychotic bitch.

To yell that I wasn’t a symbol, a threat, a prophecy. I was a girl who got lost in a forest, chased a dream, fell in love with a wolf, and now stood on the edge of a world I barely understood. But all I said was, “I’ll take whatever strength I’m given. I just want to use it for good.” A few Elders nodded. Others turned away. Kade caught my hand. “We’re almost through this. Don’t let them rewrite your story.” “I won’t,” I whispered. But a thought was already forming in my head, and it wouldn’t leave.

Her innocent eyes would water as she gagged on Daddy's thick meat like the eager little slut she was born to be. I stormed to her rooom, my pulse pounded like a war drum, my cock straining painfully against my zipper. I didn't knock, instead I fucking burst through the door. The wood slammed against the wall as raw hunger clawed at my gut. Holy fuck! There she was, my Elena, my forbidden obsession. She was splayed out like a pornstar goddess on her rumpled pink sheets, completely bare and glistening. Her creamy skin flushed pink with arousal. Full, perky tits rose and fell in heaving gasps, nipples stiff as diamonds begging to be sucked raw. Legs shamelessly hooked over the edge of the bed,

she gasped, grinding her clit against him with every downward thrust. The fantasy was overwhelming. Here was his dream character , confident, seductive, dripping wet , riding him in real life. Alex flipped them so she was on her back, legs spread wide. He thrust deep in missionary, eyes locked on hers. The red contact lenses made it feel like he was truly fucking Zero Two. “I’m close,” he warned, pace becoming erratic. “Come inside me,” Lila moaned, wrapping her legs around him, heels digging into his back. “Fill your waifu with cum. Breed me.”

he whispered. Meera snuggled closer, completely spent but deeply satisfied. In Alexander’s arms, she felt safe, loved, and utterly claimed. Their story had begun as forbidden desire between a powerful man and his young maid. Now, it was becoming something much deeper — a love that refused to be denied.

"You can't just go around sleeping with random men for money. What if I hadn't walked in on the both of you in that office, you'd have continued doing that behind my back.” I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I know," I whispered, my voice broken. "I fucked up, okay? I thought I could handle it, but I couldn't. I hated every minute of it." A blatant lie by the way. Mr. Sinclair knew how to put his monstrous cock to good use, and he’s had me moaning in all the languages…from French to Latin. His other hand released my wrist to grab my breast roughly, squeezing the soft flesh through my shirt. I gasped at the sudden contact, my nipples hardening instantly under his touch.

The moment the leather settled against my skin, a fresh wave of humiliation washed over me but so did a rush of dark excitement. I wanted this. I wanted to crawl. I wanted to be led like a pet. The thought made my sore pussy throb again. After everything that had happened, a part of me was eager to go deeper into this new, shameless side of myself. Lucas gave the leash a gentle tug and looked down at me. “Here are the rules for tonight,” he said firmly. “No talking unless you’re spoken to. You stay on all fours like a proper bitch. You eat only what we give you. You obey every command immediately. If you’re a good girl, you might get rewarded. Understand?”

Fantasies of him slamming furiously into me, invading my senses. I wanted him to bounce on top of him like a slut. But here he was, gazing at me like a piece of meat about to be thoroughly chewed. Oh, I wanted it. So I pushed past the barriers, the dos and don'ts that stared me in the face. He was my professor, I shouldn't have had him, but I wanted to. "Are you going to kiss me again?" I whispered into his ear, leaning on my tiptoe. I felt his body tense against me, fueling further the juices that literally leaked through my pussy.

But right now, in the dark, with his thick fingers sliding into me, stretching me so perfectly, I only wanted to feel. He curled them deeper, stroking that spot that made stars burst behind my eyelids. His other hand kneaded my breast, pinching lightly, sending sparks straight to where his fingers worked. I opened my legs wider, shame burning my cheeks even as pleasure coiled tighter in my core. This is wrong. She’s right there. He’s my stepfather.Yet the forbidden edge only made it sharper, more intense.

She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace; And she forgave me, that I gazed Too fondly on her face! But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed that bold and lovely Knight, And that he crossed the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade,— There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew it was a Fiend, This miserable Knight! And that unknowing what he did,