Forbidden Desires (short erotical stories)

I slipped into the downstairs bathroom, the cool tile under my feet a brief relief as I wiped away the sticky evidence of our kitchen fuck.

Warm water splashed over my thighs, rinsing Jade's cum from my swollen pussy lips, but the ache deep inside lingered, a throbbing reminder of how thoroughly he'd claimed me.

I fixed my makeup, smoothed my hair, and headed back out, the house quieter now with most guests gone.

Catherine had mentioned crashing in the den for a movie before bed something mindless to wind down so I wandered in that direction, my body still humming with illicit heat.

The den was dimly lit by the glow of the TV, a rom-com flickering on screen with the volume low.

Catherine was curled up on one end of the couch, eyes heavy, a blanket draped over her legs. And there, on the other end, sprawled like he owned the place which he did was Jade.

His gaze snapped to me the second I entered, dark and hungry, as if he'd been waiting. "Join us, Gabriella," he said casually, patting the spot between them. Catherine mumbled a sleepy "yeah, scoot in," without looking up.

I hesitated, pulse quickening, but slid onto the cushion, sandwiched between them. The movie droned on some predictable plot about forbidden love but my focus shattered when Jade's hand settled on my knee under the blanket Catherine had tossed over us.

His fingers traced lazy circles, inching higher with each passing minute. Catherine dozed off midway through, her soft snores the only sound besides the TV. Jade leaned in, breath hot against my ear. "She's out. Now it's just you and me."

Before I could whisper a protest, his hand plunged between my thighs, parting them roughly. I bit my lip to stifle a gasp as he shoved two fingers straight into my slick core, pumping hard and fast.

My pussy clenched around the intrusion, still sensitive from before, and I gripped the blanket to keep still. "Quiet," he murmured, his thumb grinding my clit in brutal circles.

"Or you'll wake her." The risk made it worse or better heat flooding me as he finger fucked me relentlessly, curling deep to hit that spot that made my vision blur.

I came undone fast, biting the inside of my cheek to muffle my whimpers, my walls spasming around his digits as juices soaked his hand.

He didn't stop, just withdrew and sucked his fingers clean with a low hum of approval. Then, in one fluid move, he stood, pulling me up with him. Catherine didn't stir. "Upstairs. Now." His voice was a command, brooking no argument.

We barely made it to the guest room before he had me stripped, dress pooling at my feet as he kicked the door shut.

He shoved me onto the bed face-down, yanking my hips up so my ass was in the air. "Spread wide," he growled, and I did, knees parting as cool air hit my exposed folds.

His belt clinked, pants dropping, and then his thick cock slapped against my ass cheek heavy, veined, already leaking pre-cum. He didn't tease this time; he rammed in balls deep with a single, savage thrust, stretching my pussy to its limits.

I cried out, the fullness overwhelming, but he clamped a hand over my mouth, pounding into me with ferocious speed.

His hips slammed against my ass, the wet smack of skin echoing as he drove deeper than before, his girth splitting me open.

"Take it," he grunted, one hand fisting my hair to arch my back further. Each brutal plunge hit my cervix, sending jolts of pain laced pleasure through me.

He fucked me like an animal, relentless, his balls slapping my clit with every stroke.

"On your back," he ordered after what felt like hours but was probably minutes, flipping me over. I gasped for air, legs trembling, but he hooked my knees over his shoulders and plunged back in, folding me nearly in half.

This angle let him grind against my g-spot mercilessly, his cock pistoning in long, hard drags that made my tits bounce wildly.

I clawed at the sheets, moans turning to pleas. "Jade... slower... it's too much..." But he just laughed, low and dark, thrusting harder, his thumb rubbing my clit until I shattered again, squirting around his shaft in a gush that soaked the bed.

He pulled out abruptly, cock glistening with my release, and grabbed my hair, guiding my mouth to it. "Suck it clean."

I opened wide, tongue swirling around the head to taste myself on him salty, musky before he shoved deep, hitting the back of my throat.

I gagged, tears pricking my eyes, but he held me there, fucking my face with shallow thrusts. "That's it, choke on my dick. Show me how much you want it."

Saliva dripped down my chin as I hollowed my cheeks, sucking hard, my hands stroking what I couldn't swallow.

Satisfied, he yanked me up, positioning me on all fours again but facing the mirror across the room. "Watch yourself get fucked."

He entered me from behind once more, slower now but deeper, making me feel every inch as he built the rhythm back to punishing.

I stared at my reflection face flushed, lips swollen, tits swinging with each impact as he railed me. Then he shifted, pulling one leg up to change the angle, his free hand spanking my ass red.

"Ride me," he demanded next, lying back and hauling me astride him. I sank down onto his cock, gasping at the stretch, and he gripped my hips, forcing me to bounce hard and fast.

My pussy gripped him tight, inner walls fluttering as I ground down, clit rubbing his pelvis. But he took control, thrusting up viciously, making me yelp. Sweat poured off us, the room thick with the scent of sex.

We switched again he stood, lifting me against the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist as he bounced me on his dick like a ragdoll.

Gravity drove him impossibly deep, bruising my insides. "Please... Jade... stop... I can't..." I begged, voice breaking, orgasms blending into one endless wave of overstimulation.

Tears streamed down my face, but my body betrayed me, hips rolling to meet his even as I pleaded.

He ignored it, dropping me to the bed for missionary, pinning my wrists above my head. His thrusts turned erratic, hips snapping with brutal force.

"You can take it. Beg all you want I'm not stopping until I've filled every hole." But he stayed in my pussy, pounding until he roared, cock swelling as he erupted, pumping load after hot load into my clenching depths. I came with him, screaming silently, body convulsing.

He collapsed beside me, both of us wrecked, my pussy a ruined, dripping mess. "Good girl," he panted, tracing a finger through the cum leaking out.

"But we're not done yet." My heart raced how much more could I endure before I broke completely?.