Fifty Shades Of Filthy Desires
Warning! 18 and above, contains explicit sexual content to invade your lustful desires.
This is unfiltered, it is forbidden, it's stories that will keep you up at night.
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"Ever had sex before?" he asks as he begins to take off his pants. There's a huge bulge in his boxer already.
"Ye..yes," I stutter. He closes the distance between us and grabs my right boob in his palm.
"Good, cause i'm going to fuck your little cunt till you beg me to stop." I clench my thighs to ease the ache building up down there.
"Bend over, princess."
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This collection of erotica contains BDSM, REVERSE HAREM, SEXUAL TERMS YOU DIDN'T KNOW EVEN EXISTED.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
This is a collection of every lustful desires you've ever had. Grab a wine and a pleasure toy, YOU WILL NEED IT!
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Chapter 2
Avery
"You're dripping princess," Ben says, his fingers in my panties from behind. My mini-skirt and thong is somewhere on the floor already.
"It's all you," I whisper, replaying the sight of his dick in his boxers in my head.
He shoves two fingers into my wet pussy and I cry out. He isn't gentle at all, thrusting in and out of me.
"So wet and ready for this dick." Ben pumps harder, and curls his finger to hit my sweet spot.
"Fuck yes."
He snakes his fingers round my neck, choking me as he pushes into me even harder.
"How bad do you want this dick inside you," he grunts into my ears. He adds a third finger, stretching the walls of my pussy. Derek was always gentle while fucking me, i've never experienced this before. And I want to be ruined tonight. Ruined by this hot stranger.
"So....so bad," I whimper. I claw my fingernails into the sheets, a tear rolling down my cheek.
"How bad, slut?"
His grip on my neck tightens.
"So bad...fuck me please."
"Good girl."
He slams into me with one hard thrust. I scream so loud it echoes in my ears. His dick is stretching me in ways, hitting spots I never thought possible. Pain rips through my core for a second then it is replaced by sheer pleasure. I'm so wet, I can hear it as Ben thrusts deeper and faster into my pussy.
"Ben..fuck..harder," I gasp. "Please, harder.."
I arch my back further and he pounds into me so hard, I lose balance for a second. He grips my throat tight, ramming into me harder. My tits jiggling and my pussy destroyed by his huge cock. I'm screaming his name over and over.
"I'm gonna fill this sweet pussy with my cum," he grunts into my ear. His fingers tease my nipples as he squeezes my boob hard.
"Yes please...god yes.."
I feel his dick pulse, the muscles in his legs tense as I feel the hot rush of cum flood my insides. I moan out loud as I come so hard. My whole body convulses with tremors, my pussy needy as he slides out of me.
Then the door opens. The blondie from earlier walks in with another guy. Mason. His dark brown hair and golden brown eyes in my view. They are both naked, Mason's cock hard and leaking. The blondie has some cum stain on the side of her mouth.
"Now, this is getting fun," Mason says as he moves his gaze to my still dripping pussy. He begins to stroke his cock, a grin plastered on his face. A part of me has always wanted to fuck him. He is the hot football captain, who wouldn't want to. The blonde girl smiles as she stares at me.
"A foursome sounds good," Mason says.
"Are you up for this?" Ben asks. I'm already getting the idea of where this is heading to.
I look at both of them. My pussy aches even more now.
"Yes."
"Good girl."
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8.1
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Evelyn is pregnant with David's child-David, who is Steffy's husband, and Steffy is Evelyn's older sister. Confident that she will become the heir to the Willson family fortune, Evelyn secretly conducts a DNA test on Steffy and Hendri Willson.
But is the result of that DNA test truly valid? And what truth will ultimately come to light-one so shocking that it leaves everyone stunned?
9.0
I crashed a wedding.
Got caught by the best man.
Now, I'm pregnant with his baby...
It's Katya's fault. (As per usual.)
My BFF despises her ex and wants to hate-watch him marry the woman he left her for.
Problem is, she didn't fill me in on that plan...
Until we arrive at the ceremony.
As soon as I find out, I run.
Hop on the elevator and smash the Doors Close button like the Energizer Bunny on a sugar rush.
But right before they shut...
A hand comes shooting through.
And attached to that hand, unfortunately for me, is the most stunning human specimen I've ever seen.
Tall.
Dark.
Handsome.
Dangerous.
Also... the best man.
He takes one look at me and knows I don't belong.
"Who let you in here, little bird?" he growls.
I gulp. Tremble.
Open my mouth to lie...
And then the elevator stops.
7.3
Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift-a way to protect me from a worse fate.
Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes."
My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life.
They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous.
They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word.
It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash.
That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept."
8.0
My husband, Jackson, the Alpha of the Dorsey Pack, was supposed to be my partner, my equal. I paid for everything, from his suits to our private jet. Today, the man I loved told me I wasn't flying with him to the Alpha Summit.
Instead, he declared his mistress, Amber, "fragile" and needing my jet, while I got an economy ticket. His mother, Cornelia, added my healing "aura" was too "intense" for Amber.
My heart shattered from the public humiliation. Jackson kissed Amber, a tenderness denied me for years, while the pack looked away. He even blocked our mind-link, the ultimate rejection.
A searing, cold rage erupted. For five years, I suppressed my royal White Wolf blood, enduring their disdain for a man who now cast me aside like trash.
As my jet lifted into the sky, something inside me unleashed. I pulled out my phone, fingers trembling with resolve. "Cancel the Gulfstream's flight. Ground them. Cut everything. The game is over."
8.8
Bella Danvers aka Isabella Powell is a 20-year-old college student who encountered the hot and ruthless CEO of the Rinaldi Corporation, Gabriel Rinaldi. They had a forgetful one-night stand that took a turn for the worst. Will he be able to find her before he is forced into an arranged marriage? Will she be able to tell him the news? Or will they be forced apart?
7.4
For nine years, Arianna was the loyal girlfriend and lead engineer who built Gregory's tech company from the ground up.
But coming home early from a business trip, she overheard him laughing with his friends about how he would never marry her.
"Arianna is useful. She's convenient for my physical needs. That's all it is."
He was just using her while waiting for his untouchable stepsister to get a divorce.
The betrayal didn't stop there. Days later, she caught him buying Cartier diamonds for a twenty-two-year-old intern.
When she secretly checked his phone that night, the truth was even uglier. Gregory wasn't just cheating; he was plotting corporate sabotage. He planned to steal the proprietary code she had poured her life into, kick her out of the company without a dime, and hand her executive title to his mistress.
Nine years of blind devotion and endless sacrifices were nothing but a cruel, calculated joke. She had excused his emotional distance for years, never realizing he was intentionally draining her dry while keeping his soul loyal to another woman.
But instead of breaking down, the weak, devoted Arianna died in the dark. She quietly locked her core engine code in a biometric safe, hired an elite private investigator, and put on her sharpest suit. It was time to burn his empire to the ground.