Wet,willing and forbidden(a smut collection)
Desire doesn't tempt—it fucking consumes. It sinks its teeth into your morals, rips them apart, and leaves you dripping, desperate, and damned.
This isn't romance. This is dark, obsessive, boundary-shattering filth. *Wet, Willing and Forbidden* delivers EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT—throbbing cocks plunging deep, slick cunts clenching in surrender, mouths stretched around forbidden flesh, every raw, graphic thrust laid bare.
These stories devour you with:
- Obsession teetering on total ruin
- Possessive, morally black lovers who brand skin with teeth and ownership
- Brutal power exchange—collars, commands, choking grips
- Dubious consent that melts resistance into frantic, quivering need
- Public risk—fingers curling inside soaked panties in crowded elevators
- Exhibitionism & voyeurism—eyes devouring heaving tits and straining cocks
- Praise laced with vicious degradation—“good slut” hissed through gritted teeth
- Total control, shattering surrender, deliberate corruption of the innocent
- Feral, animal hunger—bodies slamming, clawing, flooding with sweat and cum
- Secrets that torch reputations and leave lives in smoking ruins
- Queer and fluid desire—tangled limbs, shared mouths, no rules
- Toxic emotional manipulation—love as poison, addiction as chains
Every page pulses with predatory chemistry and psychological heat. No safe words. No gentle aftercare. Just the brutal thrill of crossing lines that should never be touched.
If your pulse isn't already racing and your thighs aren't already slick
open this book anyway.
Because once the craving takes hold, you'll be too far gone to stop.
Ler
Chapter: Night AfterSoooo. Let’s continue….we actually had sex a couple more times after that..but one of the most notable ones I’d say was one that happened in the kitchen of the restaurant. Now let me paint a picture, there’s obviously the main restaurant where customers eat and all…and there’s the kitchen. The restaurant is bigger than the kitchen but the kitchen was also fairly big. It had an island in the middle and cabinets and cupboards all round it. Then circulation space in between. After our initial encounter blessing became a teaser..one time I was home during the day cause as mentioned, I was working the night shift with her and she texted me asking if she should get more condoms on her way to work and I kid you not my phone was with my babe then. Till today i do not know how she didn’t see that text. Anyways that night we didn’t have customers in the main restaurant and we were just making some prep….making soups, cutting vegetables and she was frying fish. Now frying fish was kinda a ch
Última atualização: 2026-07-15
Chapter: The GenesisErrrr shii..so first of all, this might or might not be a true story. I am a writer and that is what I am here to do. Whether it is fictional or not is all up to you so without further ado, wait let me introduce myself. My name is angel and I am a guy..yes guys bear angel too anywayss, here goes nothing. A while back around 2019/2020 I am not really good with timelines, I was still a virgin…was 18, about to be 18 and I was fresh off secondary school in ibadan..I had written jamb and I had a very high score 284 or so. Waec was done and so was post utme. All that remained was to just resume..you know that 2/3 months before you resume as a fresher?..yeah thats the one. I was always home reading novels and skating and boring myself out so my mum suggested I get a job/apprenticeship type of P. And it is this P that led to the breaking of my virginity, My grand deflowering…i do not regret the experience one bit ngl cause I do love older women. But let’s get into it The workplace was a re
Última atualização: 2026-07-14
Chapter: Love LagosThe weight of the day clung to me like wet clothes after rain. I’d dragged myself home from the office, limbs heavy, mind buzzing with deadlines that refused to quiet. Sleep was a distant joke..my body too wired, too raw. So I slipped out again into the humid Lagos night, chasing the one place that always steadied me: Love Lagos, down in Ilaje, Bariga. That ragged stretch of pier where the lagoon stretched out like a dark mirror, dotted with those half-forgotten bars and the solid concrete chairs perched right at the edge, watching the water breathe. If you knew Unilag, you knew this spot. My spot. My chair.I found it empty at first, the familiar chill of the concrete seeping through my jeans as I settled in. The waves whispered below, carrying faint echoes of distant music and the low murmur of the city behind me. For a moment, the exhaustion eased its grip.Then she appeared, sliding onto the chair beside mine as if the night had conjured her. Esther. Braids caught the faint glow
Última atualização: 2026-07-08
Chapter: The Morning AfterYemi woke to the sound of oil sizzling in a pan. She forced her eyes open, squinting against the unfamiliar room as panic surged through her. A sharp spike of pain lanced through her skull, throbbing relentlessly behind her eyes with every heartbeat. Her mouth felt like cotton.Okay, Yemi, what happened last night?It all flooded back: the disastrous date, the extra drinks, the elevator..and Angel. Angel, the handsome neighbor she’d admired from afar at the mailboxes. They’d shared a frantic, passionate encounter in the stalled elevator before being rescued by firefighters, then returned here to his apartment.She realized she was naked beneath the sheets. Where were her clothes?More memories surfaced, heating her skin: Angel’s release in her mouth, his skilled tongue on her most intimate places, warm and insistent. The slower, tender lovemaking that followed, so unlike the urgent coupling in the elevator. He had been gentle, attentive..everything her recent dates had not. A small sm
Última atualização: 2026-07-06
Chapter: Nights Like ThisI suppose many would have called me a trophy wife. I had been a fashion model, tall, slender, with long blonde hair that turned heads. I met my husband Richard at one of the shows where I was working. He was a buyer for a major department store chain..considerably older, but handsome, charming, and successful. I was utterly smitten. We built a good life together. His promotions brought us a beautiful home and a very comfortable existence. I always knew the age gap..fifteen years..meant I would likely face widowhood one day. That day came.Now my hair is silver where it was once golden. At sixty, my tall, slender frame has aged gracefully; there isn’t much to sag or wrinkle. I meet friends for lunch, but it doesn’t replace the male company I once enjoyed. I still catch admiring glances from men, yet they remain reticent. The wedding ring on my finger probably doesn’t help. One day soon I might remove it, but not yet.I still received invitations to the company’s dinner dances, thanks t
Última atualização: 2026-07-01
Chapter: Glacier GirlThe air between us had always crackled like summer lightning..unpredictable, scorching, impossible to ignore. From the moment I first laid eyes on her at that dimly lit rooftop gathering, I knew she was trouble wrapped in temptation. Her name was Ada, but to me, she was fire incarnate. A thicc goddess with curves that could make a man forget his own name. Her face card was flawless..high cheekbones, full lips painted a sinful red, and those eyes… Lord, those pretty eyes. Deep hazel flecked with gold, framed by thick lashes that fluttered like secrets waiting to be unveiled. They held me captive, promising pleasures untold.Her body was a masterpiece of soft, generous swells and dips. Wide hips that swayed with hypnotic grace, a lush ass that strained against the fabric of whatever she wore, begging to be gripped, and full, heavy breasts that rose and fell with every breath. She was the kind of woman Harlequin heroes dreamed of..voluptuous, confident, utterly irresistible.Our first me
Última atualização: 2026-06-29
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