Forbidden Temptations (A Collection of Steamy, 18+ Tales)

Eat it

GREALISH

My hard c**k slid into her wetness with every thrust while her ass smashed my body. Her ass wobbled like the turbulent waves of a stormy sea. It put my mind in a frenzied state seeing the motion from my point of view. I struggled to keep my excitement under control.

Her movements quickened as the intensity of our f*****g heightened. Her hips curved to form a perfect flipped “C” shape which gave me easier penetration. Her small t**s bounced around without a care.

The tightness of her p***y gave space for no wiggle room and it also made the experience mind-blowing. I could feel her heat, her moist wetness as it encircled me. Don’t let it get to your head.

Her body was a shade of red from all the spanking and harsh foreplay that led us to this moment. I’d basked in putting her through the s****l torture part of foreplay. Her tears and her pain had been the aphrodisiac that made my d**k rock hard.

“f**k!” She cried out.

She turned around for a second to glance at our bodies coming together and I noticed her face was stained with tears. Her eyes were red and swollen but the pleasure in her expression was unmistakable.

“It feels so good.” She said as if reading my mind. “So f*****g good. You’re f*****g my brains out.”

I haven’t even begun. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll know better than to f**k with me.

I grunted, pumping into her, the length and level of my arousal brutal. I put one hand on her hips to control the motion while the other gripped her ass.

I marveled at her soft rounded ass. It had a sleek yet massive shape that would easily curse the mind of any man.

I don’t slow the movement, giving her packed, hard jabs, her breasts bouncing more rapidly. Her mouth opened and I could see the intensity over her face. I pulled at my hair, tilting her head back, and grunt hard just as her body goes limp.

“I’m cumming again.” She said, jerking about on the bed like a fish out of water.

I wasn’t done yet. Without waiting for her to recover, I pulled her over from the back of her knees until my hard d**k finds her center.

“Fuck.” She shrieked. “Oh, f**k!”

At the early age of fifteen, I’d learnt through the guidance of an aunt where to find the sweet spot inside a woman. Now as I f****d Cricket, I aimed my d**k pushing upwards with every stroke.

She gasped, breathless, crumbling under the weight of what I was doing to her body. She kept quiet at took it almost as if she knew there was no point in trying to reason with me.

I was f*****g her body, mind, and soul all at the same time. It was the best feeling. The way her face scrunched, the intensity of her body trembling, and the tears she couldn't hold back were all the signs I needed to know I was killing her s**t.

My eyes stayed on the tattoo she had just beside her c******s. It was a baby panda and the panda stretched and retracted making it look like it was moving in synch to our bodies.

Her heat course through my body and burned my core. The pressure in my c**k was getting too intense to ignore anymore.

She made a move to push my body away with both her hands but instead her hands stayed on my legs. She reached underneath for my balls and touched them. I felt an undeniable wave of chill move through the heat as she massaged my testicles. It was almost too much for me.

"Fuck." I muttered to myself. Not yet. Not like this.

I pulled my d**k out of her just before the countdown started. Taking deep intentional breaths, I was able to keep myself under control. The pressure receded for the moment. This isn't for my pleasure, I reminded myself. It's a punishment…for her.

"Why—" I didn't wait for her to complete what she was saying. I flipped her over in one savage move and submerged my face in her ass.

She cried out unable to hold her delight. I bit the soft skin around her ass and tickled her flesh with my tongue.

"Eat it. Yes." The agony in her voice hardened my c**k.

My pinky finger crawled into her p***y and lapped carelessly at her wetness. The quakes moving through her body reverbrated in my core.

She screamed into the sheets and then bit hard into it muffling any further sound she made. My tongue reached around finding the edge of her p***y. It drew circled around it while my hands held her cheeks apart.

Cricket cried out for me to stop but I knew what she really meant. I knew stopping now would be a worse fate that the torture she was enduring. She had made it this far and now there was no turning back.

I moved away saving my head as her legs clapped through yet another spasm. She had c*m more times than I could count but I wasn't satisfied yet. I wouldn't be satisfied until I extinguished her flames.

This was something I'd done so often that now it came as natural as breathing. I knew when the tease and I knew when to please. I knew when to go deep and I knew when to stay on the surface. I knew when to bite gently and I knew when to suck like our lives depended on it. But most of all, I knew how to do all this while I stayed unaffected.

I pulled away and watched in satisfaction as her body went limp on the bed. She trembled and shook unable to move or speak.

"Don't fight it." I said with a satisfied grin. "Ride the wave or you'll drown."

"I h—hate. I hate you." She said, her green eyes flashing weakly.

"I know."

It took longer than I expected but she finally recovered. Her movements were slow and sloppy and she barely spoke as she searched around for her dress.

We both froze as we heard a knock on the door. It felt like a sick twisted de ja vu. Not again. It's probably her twin.

I shoved her and the dress into the bathroom and whispered for her to stay in. She nodded weakly but I knew she was going to obey this time. I'd done my job better than I imagined.

"Who's there?" I asked cautiously stepping to the door as I put on my garment.

The response was muffled and I couldn't put a face on the voice. Maybe it was one of the staff.

I opened the door and almost swallowed my heart as I saw the last person I wanted there at that moment.

STORMIE

The look on her face turned me on. I made sure to set the vibrator to the lowest vibration but then it was also known to be the most intense. There was something about low frequency vibrations that went straight and hit the soul.

She bit on her lower lip trying to hold back a moan but it came out regardless. What started out as a soft low moan soon grew into sharp short sobs.

"Should I turn it off?" I was getting a little bit worried but also turned on.

I studied her exposed lower body and noticed her the glow on her skin. She had a birthmark on her thigh and I watched it bob as her legs shook.

"Fuck." She muttered.

She managed to take her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Her breasts bobbed impatiently as she hurriedly snapped off the bra.

"Damn. Your t**s are huge." I said before I could stop myself.

She was too far gone to respond to my comment. She probably didn't even hear me judging by the absent look on her gorgeous face.

I felt hot all over as I watched her squeeze her breasts. They were thick and heavy. Her dark n*****s were large. Her body turned me on so much.

I felt weird just watching her so I removed the towel and mirrored her movement.

My free hand stroked my wet p***y drawing circles around it. The motion made my p***y throb and my lust heightened.

Paige shocked me when she pulled closer and kissed my lips. It was totally unexpected and it left me stunned.

The kiss, unbearably fragile, sent a cyclone of sensation shooting through my nerve endings. Everything faded away and became irrelevant at that moment. There were no words, only sensations, smooth intense sensations.

I felt a sudden boldness as I pushed deeper into the kiss. It was almost like I was stoned, high on molly.

Our kiss deepened and it's almost as if the low vibrations coursing through her body are moving into mine. It was fast, deep, desperate, long and slow. It was demanding, full of wants and desires.

I tasted her essence as my tongue explored her mouth, reaching every corner. Her soft lips pushed against mine and her teeth grazed my lips softly.

She put her hands to my face just as I did. The softness of her skin made me slid my palm slowly along her jawline.

My hands moved lower passing her neck, grazing her collarbone, and stopping at her her breast. A noise escaped from her throat like a soft tortured sigh. I couldn't believe it was happening. I was about to have s*x with a woman.

My body burned with lust just thinking about it. It had been one of my fantasies for a long time and now it was finally happening. What's more is I was enjoying it more than I thought I would.

She pulled forward to kiss my neck and slowly builds the momentum when she reached my n*****s.

My moan vibrated through the entire room just as she takes my n*****s into her mouth.

"Yes." My voice was filled with bliss.

We touched each other simultaneously and it felt incredible. Her gentle touch, the aggressive movement of her tongue, and the feel of her breast made me curse hard.

She squeezed my breast, pressing it hard. Wetness pooled between my legs and I could feel my control slipping away.

Her knees buckled and she jerked in response to the monstrosity vibrating inside of her.

"Should I turn it off?" I whispered into her ear.

She bit back a moan and then shook her head. "I want it."

My hands moved along the drooping curve of her breast and the swell of it. Her body was soft, enveloping. It was inviting.

We explored our bodies without limitation. Her body was so hot it turned me on being there with her.

I drew closer and rested my body on hers. Our bodies touched, breast to breast, flesh to flesh. Goose pimples appeared on my flesh.

"So f*****g good!" She moaned. "I need more."

I felt the need to comply to her request so I touched her clits and rubbed the tender flesh around it. My finger slipped on her wet spot.

The vibration coming from the device inside her made my fingers dance unsteadily.

"Do you like that?" I asked.

I couldn't tell if she was enjoying it because her eyes were shut tight. She was obviously conjuring the image of the man she wants.

"Yeah." She muttered in an almost voiceless whisper.

The sweet sound of her voice motivated me to continue carrying out my task; that and the feel of her hot body.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, her finger finds my p***y and slids in.

Locked in a mad frenzied s****l bond, we stimulate each other for a while and even go as far as dry humping our wet p*****s.

The squishing sound it made as our p*****s rubbed against each other urged me to go on.

I'm so close. I can feel it. So f*****g close.

She reached her hand under my ass and pulls me closer. It was almost as if she thought I had a d**k.

The feeling intensifies and it almost feels like I'm going to pass out. I felt I was going to lose my mind or worse, drop dead. I knew I couldn't bear it any longer. It was too much. Too f*****g much.

Paige jerked and pushed away from my body just as I was about to leap off the edge of intense leg-shaking, brain-numbing orgasm.

She pulled the vibrator out and her breath was hurried as she said, "There's something I need to do."

She got up and picked a dress lying on the chair. "Hope you don't mind if I take this?"

I just stared unable to believe what was happening until she left without turning back. The blood in my fingers drained as I balled a tight fist.

She left me there alone with my lust and disappointment.