All Chapters of Forbidden Cravings [Filthy Erotica Collections]: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ABBY The next day arrived. After managing to make it through the first three classes without drifting off to sleep, I gave in on the fourth one. And by the time I woke up, I realized that the lecture had long finished and everyone had already left. I can't believe no one tried to wake me up. Bunch of idiots. I packed my things and got up, then made my way out of the lecture hall with the intent to get some refreshments at the cafe. The hallway was empty. Eerily empty. Okay, weird. Without waiting for a split second, I hurried down the hallway, eager to be out of here. But then, suddenly, a hand from nowhere aggressively wrapped around my wrist. Before I could get the chance to wrap my head around what was happening, let alone scream, the hand forcefully dragged me into one of the rooms in the hallway and slammed me against the wall. “Ah!” I yelled in pain, stumbling to my knees. I whipped my head up to the figure towering over me, breathing heavily, darkness in his eyes

ABBY Ding dong! I heard the doorbell echo from inside the house. My hands were clasped behind me, my heart pounding with excitement. After Shawn fucked me senseless in the campus hallway yesterday, he said he couldn't get enough of my pussy and wanted me to come over to his house. His wife was out with his son at her parents’ house, which will give us the chance to do whatever we wanted. He said he had a surprise for me. So, here I am, at his house. I could barely contain myself from exploding from the excitement. I heard slow shuffling footsteps against the floorboard as it approached. Then the door opened, revealing Shawn. My sexy, fat-cocked Shawn. He had on grey sweatpants and a black T-shirt. Dark-framed glasses were perfectly resting on the bridge of his flawless nose, which only made him look sexier than ever. God, it's like every time I see him, he gets hotter and hotter. So perfect! His eyes took in my appearance in one sweeping glance, and from the way his eyes

ABBY Shawn lifted me off the floor like I weighed nothing and set me on his office desk. I sat still and watched him take off his jacket, my heart pounding with excitement. He unbuttoned his cufflinks and threw them somewhere on the floor, then rolled up his sleeves. So, it's finally Monday. I couldn't wait all weekend to see him and feel his cock drilling my hole again. He settled right before me and opened my legs wide. Then he lifted my skirt up to my waist and pulled my panties down so they dropped to my ankles. I was already dripping and ready. He looked up at me, “Ready?” “More than ever.” He dropped to his knees between my thighs. His hands gripped the backs of my knees, holding me open. His hot breath hit my pussy first. Fuck. Then his tongue came next, dragging it up my slit in one long, slow lick. “Ssshh…” I sucked in a deep breath, then bit my lip hard to stifle the moan. He did it again. And again. Lazy, wet strokes along my pussy. Taking his time like he had

CINDY I'm notorious for always knowing what I want since going after it. It's inherent in my nature. And right now, I know what I want. I want Steve. I've never wanted anything or any man so bad in my entire life like I want him. And I want him now. I know what you're probably thinking. “He's your sister's boyfriend and much older than you. You shouldn't be thinking about him like that.” But, you know what? The fact that Steve is much older and forbidden makes my craving for him even hotter. I don't care about Meg or her feelings. She hasn't cared about mine for once. So, why should I? She should have known better than to bring me to her house. I've been thinking a lot about Steve since I got here, and that image of him in the kitchen looking incredibly delicious is still so vivid in my mind that it's enough for me to finger myself while picturing him. But I've been fingering for years now, and I'm tired of it. I need the real deal. It's such a shame that I was so engross

CINDY His lips came crashing down on mine, hard, deep and hungry. His tongue pushed past, tangling with mine, savouring and claiming every inch like he owned it, making me breathless. I moaned into his mouth, my body pressing against his as heat flooded between my legs. His hands gripped my waist tight, fingers digging into the towel, and in one swift move, he yanked it off me again. This time, he didn’t let me play games. The towel hit the floor and stayed there. He broke the kiss just long enough to stare at my naked body, his eyes dark and burning. My full tits rose and fell with my quick breaths, nipples already stiff. My pussy was slick, lips swollen and shiny with my juices, the sweet scent of my arousal filling the small space between us. “Fuck,” He growled, voice rough. His hand wrapped around my waist and lifted me off the floor like I weighed nothing. I wrapped my arms around his neck, legs locking around his hips as he carried me across the room, still kissing me like