Semua Bab LUSTFUL DESIRES { An er*tica collection}: Bab 61 - Bab 70

... My body was — oversensitive, dripping, and exhausted from the relentless waves of pleasure he had forced through me.He finally pulled out slowly, watching with dark satisfaction as his cum leaked from my used holes. Then he began removing the equipment with careful, almost tender hands.First, the blindfold came off. I blinked against the dim red lighting, my eyes adjusting as I looked up at him. His face was flushed, hair slightly messy, eyes still burning with hunger.Next, he unfastened the ball gag, letting me gasp for air properly. Drool ran down my chin as I took deep breaths.Finally, he released the chains and spreader bar, gently lowering my aching limbs. He massaged my wrists and ankles, easing the stiffness from the tight bondage.“Rest for a few minutes,” he said softly, his voice surprisingly gentle as he pulled me into his arms on the bench. “Breathe, little lamb. You’ve taken so much tonight.”I leaned against his chest, trembling, letting him hold me. His hands

I swallowed hard. “Amelia…”“I’ve watched you grow up, Ryan,” she murmured, running a perfectly manicured finger down the center of my chest. “You’re not that awkward little boy anymore. You’re a man now. A very… tempting, very handsome man.”Her hand slid lower, boldly brushing over the growing bulge in my pants. She squeezed gently, feeling how hard I already was.“And I’ve been thinking about this for a very long time,” she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. “Taking care of you. Spoiling you rotten. Giving you everything you need… and teaching you how a real woman handles a young, hungry boy like you.”My breathing was fast and shallow. My cock twitched hard under her hand.“You’re my mum’s best friend…” I managed to say, though my voice sounded weak even to my own ears.“Exactly,” Amelia purred, squeezing me more firmly and stroking me slowly through my pants. “That makes it even hotter, doesn’t it? Knowing I’m the woman who used to help your mum change your diapers… and

Mum’s footsteps echoed softly down the hallway. Each step made my heart slam harder against my ribs. I was standing frozen just inside Amelia’s room, the door's barely closed, my cock still rock hard and tenting my shorts. Amelia lay on the bed like a goddess of temptation — her sheer black babydoll pushed up around her waist, legs spread wide, fingers lazily circling her glistening pussy as she looked at me with dark, excited eyes. She didn’t cover herself. Instead, she spread her thighs even wider and silently mouthed again: “Don’t. Make. A. Sound.” I held my breath. “Ryan?” Mum’s voice was closer now, sleepy and confused. “I thought I heard something. Are you okay, honey?” Amelia’s lips curved into a wicked smile. She slid two fingers inside herself slowly, biting her lip as she watched me, clearly getting off on the danger. There was a pause. Mum’s footsteps stopped right outside the guest room door. Amelia’s fingers moved faster between her legs, her chest rising a

......The next morning, the house smelled like fresh coffee and pancakes.I woke up sore, exhausted, and with my mind still spinning from everything that had happened the night before. Amelia’s mouth on me, her riding me while Mum was just downstairs, the risk, the pleasure… it all felt like a fever dream.I dragged myself downstairs, expecting awkwardness. Tension. Maybe even regret from Amelia.Instead, she was in the kitchen with Mum, laughing like nothing had happened.“Good morning, sleepyhead!” Amelia said cheerfully, turning from the stove with a bright smile. She was wearing a modest silk blouse and tailored pants — the picture of elegance and innocence. Not a single hint of the woman who had sucked me off and ridden me like a whore just hours ago.Mum smiled at me over her coffee. “Morning, Ryan. Amelia made breakfast. She’s been telling me all about her new fashion line.”Amelia winked at me discreetly when Mum wasn’t looking, then went back to flipping pancakes like th

----The days blurred together in a haze of raw, filthy sex.Amelia had completely taken over. She walked around the house in nothing but that sheer transparent gown or completely naked, teasing me constantly. She’d bend over in the kitchen while making coffee, letting the gown ride up to show her bare ass and dripping pussy. She’d sit on my lap during “movie nights,” grinding slowly on my cock while pretending to watch the screen.And every night, she used me until I couldn’t think straight.That particular night, she was insatiable.She pushed me onto my back on her bed and straddled my face, lowering her wet pussy onto my mouth.“Eat Mommy’s cunt, baby,” she moaned, grinding against my tongue. “Make me cum before you fuck me.”I devoured her eagerly, sucking on her clit and pushing my tongue deep inside her while she rode my face. Her moans filled the room as she used me like her personal fuckboy.When she came, she flooded my mouth, shaking and cursing softly.Then she slid down m