Forbidden Desires (short erotical stories)

Jade's words hung in the air like a threat, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. But even spent, his cock twitched against my thigh, already half hard again.

He rolled toward me, eyes gleaming with that predatory fire. "On your knees," he ordered, voice rough from exertion.

I whimpered, body limp and overstimulated, but obeyed, sliding off the bed to kneel between his legs.

His hand tangled in my hair, guiding my face down to his cum-smeared dick, still glistening with our mixed fluids.

"Clean me up properly this time." He pressed the head against my lips, and I parted them, tongue darting out to lap at the salty remnants.

The taste of his cum and my own juices flooded my mouth thick, bitter as I swirled around the crown, sucking gently to draw out the last drops.

He groaned, hips bucking slightly, forcing more into my mouth. I hollowed my cheeks, taking him deeper, lips stretching around his thickening shaft.

My jaw ached from the earlier, but I bobbed my head, slurping noisily, saliva mixing with the mess as I worked him back to full hardness.

His fingers tightened in my hair, controlling the pace, shoving me down until my nose brushed his pubes and I gagged, throat convulsing around him.

"Good slut," he muttered, holding me there a moment longer before pulling me off with a wet pop.

Strings of spit connected my lips to his now rigid cock, veined and pulsing. He hauled me up roughly, tossing me back onto the bed on my stomach.

"Ass up. I'm not finished wrecking this pussy." I scrambled into position, knees spread wide, face buried in the pillow to muffle my cries.

My inner thighs were slick, pussy lips puffy and raw, but the emptiness ached for him despite the soreness.

He mounted me from behind, gripping my hips hard enough to bruise as he lined up and slammed in without warning.

The stretch burned, his girth forcing my walls apart anew, and I yelped into the fabric. "Fuck, you're still so tight," he growled, setting a brutal rhythm right away faster, deeper than before, each thrust jolting my body forward.

His balls smacked against my clit with punishing slaps, sending sparks of unwanted pleasure through the pain.

I clawed at the sheets, ass pushing back instinctively even as tears welled up. "Jade... please... it's too rough... I can't take more..."

He laughed, a dark rumble, and spanked my ass cheek sharply, the sting making me clench around him.

"Beg all you want. Makes it hotter." He leaned over me, chest pressing my back down, one arm pinning my shoulders while the other snaked under to pinch my nipple hard.

His hips pistoned relentlessly, cock dragging along my g-spot with every plunge, building that treacherous coil in my belly again.

I sobbed, pleas tumbling out "Stop... Jade... too deep..." but my pussy betrayed me, gushing around him, soaking his length as another orgasm ripped through me unbidden.

The door creaked then, a soft sound that cut through the haze. Footsteps slow, shuffling in the hallway.

My heart seized, eyes flying wide. Catherine. Sleepwalking again; she'd done it before at sleepovers, wandering the house in a daze.

Jade froze mid thrust, buried to the hilt inside me, his hand clamping over my mouth. "Shh," he hissed, breath hot on my neck. We both held still, my pulse thundering as the knob turned slowly.

The door inched open, and there she was Catherine, eyes glassy and unfocused, nightshirt rumpled, murmuring something incoherent about the movie.

She stepped inside, bare feet padding on the carpet, just a few feet from the bed. Jade's cock throbbed inside me, the vibration making me quiver, but I bit my lip bloody to stay silent.

She paused, head tilting as if sensing something, her gaze drifting toward the rumpled sheets where my dress lay discarded.

"Go back to bed," Jade whispered from behind me, voice barely audible, but she didn't react, shuffling closer.

Panic clawed at me if she saw us like this, ass up, him buried in me... it would destroy everything.

I squeezed my eyes shut, praying, as she reached the foot of the bed, hand brushing the blanket on the floor.

Then, miraculously, she turned, mumbling, and wandered back out, door clicking shut behind her.

Jade exhaled sharply, resuming his thrusts with renewed fury, harder now, as if the close call fueled him.

"That was close," he grunted, pounding into me savagely, my body rocking with the force. "But fuck, it almost made me cum right there."

I could only whimper, begging brokenly as he chased his release, the risk amplifying every sensation until he finally buried deep and flooded me again, hot spurts painting my insides while I shattered around him one last time, vision spotting from the intensity.

He pulled out with a slick sound, cum dribbling down my thighs as he collapsed back. I curled into a ball, trembling, body a wreck of aches and aftershocks. How many more near misses could we survive before luck ran out?.