All Chapters of Forbidden Desires: Short Filthy Stories: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 1I knelt in the narrow confessional, my knees pressing into the wooden step. The air was thick with the scent of incense.Flickering candles leaked through the lattice, casting a shadow across my sundress. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure Father Elias could hear it.My yellow sundress felt too thin, the fabric already damp between my legs. My heart pounded so hard that I could literally hear it in my own ears. My nipples were stiff against the cotton.“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned,” I whispered, voice already trembling. “It has been one week since my last confession.”Father Elias’s deep voice came through the lattice, calm but already guarded. “Speak your sins, my child.”I closed my eyes and let the words spill out. At first, I kept them safe… impure thoughts and lustful desires. Then I heard his breathing change on the other side of the lattice. So, I grew bolder.“I keep fantasizing about older men, Father. Strong, experienced hands pinning me down. Being fuck

Chapter 1The elevator doors slid shut at 11:45 pm, leaving me inside with the only person still on this floor; my new bodyguard.I’d hired him three days ago. Kane stood six-foot-four built in pure muscles, sharp jaws, and eyes that looked like they had seen war.He stood behind me in a black suit that barely contained his shoulders, his hands clasped in front of him like a good soldier.But the way his eyes kept drifting to the slit of my pencil skirt told me he was anything but tame. I’d caught him watching me all week anyway.The way his gaze lingered on my legs when I crossed them. The way his jaw tightened when I bent over my desk. Tonight, I was done playing professionally.I leaned back against the railing, letting my silk blouse pull tight across my breasts. Slowly, I slipped one strap off my shoulder, then the other until the fabric barely clung to my skin.“Miss Pierce,” he said, voice low and strained. “You should…”“Should what?” I turned to face him, stepping closer unt

Chapter 1 Lena’s POV The lunch bell rang like it always did but today it made my stomach twist. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding at the thought of my eighteenth birthday. The thought alone made my pussy clench; in my family when you turn eighteen as a girl you go through a body cleansing ritual, where my stepdad and my stepbrothers fuck me raw in all my holes until I’m leaking from their cum, making me into a full-grown woman. I was so looking forward to it. I held my tray tightly as I walked through the cafeteria when I spotted Mia at our usual table. She looked up the second I got close, one eyebrow arching. “You’re shaking,” she said, stealing a fry from my plate. “What’s going on, you’ve been weird all morning.” I sat down fast, knees pressing together under the table. Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday and tomorrow everything changes. I leaned in, voice barely louder than a breath. “The family ritual… It’s happening tomorrow.” Mia’s eyes locked on mine. She stopped chewin

Chapter 3Mia’s POV My heart was hammering so loud that I could literally hear it in my ears as I crawled onto the ritual mattress. The dark sheet was already damp in places, sticky with Lena’s juices and the men’s sweat.The whole room reeked of raw sex; thick and sweet musk that made my pussy clench before anyone even touched me.Lena’s stepdad cupped my jaw firmly but not cruelly, tilting my face up. His thick cock brushed my lips, hot and heavy, already slick from Lena’s juices. I could smell her on him. That familiar sweet tang mixed with his own deep scent made my mouth water.“You wanted this, didn’t you?” He growled, voice low and rough. “Begging to get fucked with my stepdaughter on her birthday.”I nodded, lips parting. “Yes… please.”He didn’t wait, he pushed the fat head past my lips and sank deep into my mouth in one swift thrust. The stretch made my jaw ache instantly.He was thick and veiny. I gagged softly as he hit the back of my throat and he held me there, groanin

Chapter 1“Daddy…” The word slipped out of my mouth in a broken moan as I shoved two fingers deep into my soaked pussy.I was supposed to be studying for the past hour; textbooks were open on the nightstand and notes scattered but my mind drifted back to Steven.My step-dad. Forty-five, built like someone who swung hammers for a living. Broad shoulders, strong forearms with dark hair that made him look rough in the best way possible. He’d been part of my life since I was sixteen, but this summer… something had shifted. The way his eyes lingered on my legs when I came down for coffee in my tiny sleep shorts.The way he said my name, his scent; he smelled of sawdust, sweet and somehow masculine—when he passed me in the hallway.I shouldn’t have been thinking about him like this. But God, I was.My hand slid down my stomach, fingertips brushing the soft skin just above my mound. I was already wet, I could feel the slick heat between my thighs even before I touched myself.With a slow br