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Chapter 1: Sinful thoughts I lay on the big king size bed in the master bedroom, the sheets already twisted around my legs. My husband had left yesterday morning for his week-long business trip. He had given me the usual quick kiss at the door and promised to call when he landed, but I knew he probably wouldn’t.

The expression on their face and the glistening fold told me they were having the time of their lives and my pussy clenched so hard I pressed my thighs together. I was dripping again, the images burning into my mind. I imagined myself in those positions, Sameal standing over me with that massive cock. I forced myself to close the drawer and leave the room, but the images stayed with me all day. By the time night came, I was aching. Unable to take it any longer I lay in bed, my legs spread wide as my fingers slid through my folds. I teased my clit slowly at first, remembering the way he stroked himself. My other hand moved to my breasts, pinching my nipples hard, imagining his hands instead.

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“It is good to drink hot water when you’re ill,” Siddharth pursed his lips, he hated hot water, it was more tasteless than cold water, but he gulped down the entire cup Once done, he lay down and she dimmed the lights of the room and sat next to him, pressing his head “Samaira,” “Hmm,” “Tell me a story,” “What! Siddharth, are you a kid, why do you want to listen to a story? Only kids listen to it,” “Says who?, where is it written that only kids are eligible to listen to stories.. Why can’t adults not be entitled to it?, now quick, tell me a story,”

I let out a long, shaky breath and leaned against the wall, my heart still pounding. I grabbed my phone and opened W******p. **Me:** Oh my god he just left! Some emergency at work. He’s gone for the day. The package is literally arriving in a few minutes. I can’t believe it. I deleted my account already though… fuck. **HotFantasy88:** Good timing, baby. Breathe. You’re safe now. When the package gets there, take it inside, relax and tell me everything. I’ve got you. Maybe we can figure out a way for you to keep going without the risk.

EMMA God, the air in the house felt thicker than the humid summer night pressing against the windows. I was still buzzing from dinner—too much wine, too many lingering looks, and way too much skin on display. I’m Emma, twenty-one, fresh out of college with a body I knew turned heads: tight, athletic from years of running and yoga, perky C-cup tits that loved showing off under thin tank tops, and an ass that filled out my tiny cotton shorts perfectly. But tonight, the real heat wasn’t coming from outside. It was coming from her—my stepmom Sarah—and him—my stepbrother Jake.

~ END ~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Poker Game”

All through the night, a whole lot of the men, waiters and guests, tried once or twice to get him to fuck them. His gift refused to leave his side. The night had been long and wild for him and he knew this was the best fun he had had in years, and now that he had had a taste of asses, he knew pussies could never interest him again.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

💦The First Night 💦 I never meant to become addicted. It started innocently enough, or at least that’s what I told myself. My name is Mia, 24 years old, living alone in a small but cozy apartment in Chicago. I worked from home as a freelance graphic designer, which meant long hours at my desk with headphones on. But one night, three weeks after I moved in, I forgot to wear them. That was the night everything changed. It was a Thursday, around 11:40 PM. I was lying in bed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt, scrolling through my phone, when I heard it for the first time.