My Filthy Cravings
Adegoriola Adigun · Ongoing · 100.4k Words
Introduction
His hips snapped forward, thick and deep—stretching me wide enough to take him fully—but I could barely handle it.
“Stopppppp… please!” I screamed, my hands reaching for his hips, trying to pull away.
But he only pulled back slightly then drove into me with brutal force, making me see white instantly.
“Fuckkkkk,” I screamed…back slamming into the pillow as my legs fell apart from his waist, trembling.
CAUTION: THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+
Contains explicit s*xual content, graphic language, psychological tension, deadly cravings, manipulation, and morally grey romance. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
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There are no romance stories here, only raw need, untamed passion, slow burns, rough rides and the kind of encounter that leaves your pulse racing and your body aching for more.
My Filthy cravings is packed with the collection of sinfully explicit content, that will make you squirm and leave you begging for more.
Inside this pages, you will find young girls craving for sex,Forbidden age gaps, incest, dominant bosses, naughty nurses with patients,gay porn, lesbians,step father who dare to cross the line and daughters who let them in.
From BDSM to office desks, from first time sx to deadly threesomes, From sx on the bed to the bathroom. - no fantasy is off limit.
Are you ready to sin?
Chapter 1
Ayra’s POV
“Oh my god… Justin, right there! Fuck, fuck me harder!” I heard the loud voice of someone at the back of the door.
My steps halt as the voice becomes louder.
“Is mom getting fucked? But the last time I checked I didn't think mom was around.” I said aloud.
I sighed, it's probably none of my business anyway, I straightened my dress, I don't want to arrive late for the event me and Bianca, my best friend had planned.
On getting to the front door, I heard the loud voice again. “Oh..pleaseeee deeperrrrr ahhh.”
I froze mid-step, my breath caught in my throat when I realized the sound is actually coming from Justin, my step brother's room.
I walked closer to his door. “Fuuuck…” a girl groaned, her voice thick and very familiar.
I frowned. Why do I know that voice?
Shaking it off, I turned toward the front door, deciding it wasn’t my business. But the next filthy words she screamed made me stop cold.
“Show me no mercy... Justin..fuck me harder, you little piece of shit!”
My heart lurched.
Curiosity devoured me whole. Before I could rethink it, I turned around and tip-toed back, pressing myself flat to Justin’s door.
My fingers pushed the handle with my heart in my mouth, to my surprise it was not locked.
So I pushed the handles slowly, my heart hammered in my throat as I cracked the door open, just enough to peek inside and my world stopped seeing the scene in front of me.
“Oh my god…” I whispered, slapping a hand against my mouth.
Justin was completely naked, muscles flexing with every brutal thrust as he pinned Janet, his best friend’s sister, to the wall like she weighed nothing.
Her legs were spread wide around his waist, his cock driving into her pussy mercilessly.
“Harder! Fuck me harder, fuck this pussy!” she begged, voice stretched tight with pleasure.
The sound alone could’ve made a nun flinch. The sex must be insane,because she sounded like she’d die without it.
I knew I should’ve walked away, but I didn't.
I stayed perfectly still, glued to the tiny opening in the doorway, watching helplessly, shamelessly as my step brother screwed her cunt.
A desperate moan tore out of her, “Fuuuck...Justin, your cock is so big!” She moaned and even her expression was crumpled in pleasure.
My eyes darted to Justin's cock. My eyes widened. god… it was big. His thick length disappeared inside her soaked pussy, slamming into her again and again, while her milky thighs trembled against his grip.
“Harder,” she hissed. “Don’t stop. I can take it.”
He growled, gripping her thighs tighter, fucking her like he was carving pleasure into her bones.
Her back smacked the wall with every powerful thrust he delivered.
“Should I stop?” he taunted, his breathing coming out fast.
“N-no!” she choked out, shuddering.
He slammed her pussy. Hard. She jolted and moaned even louder, her pussy dripping cunt and her breasts bouncing wildly to the rhythm he is fucking into her.
“Fuck, yes… that’s it,” she cried. “That cock is mine!”
“Say that again,” he growled.
“Your dick is mine!” she screamed, her legs spread wider.
He drove into her with brutal force, each thrust echoing through the room.
My eyes stared at them, as I rubbed my thigh together. Shit I'm definitely soaked.
I saw sweat run down Justin’s body, catching the light, which made it glow.
My gaze trailed lower… to his cock, and my lips parted subconsciously at what I saw.
At the moment he pulled out suddenly and dropped her to the floor, her legs wobbling like it was trying to memorize the way he had fucked her.
My pulse pounded and my eyes widened more at what I saw.
His dick, very huge, thick and veiny at least nine inches long was glazed with her pussy juice.
I have never seen a dick this huge since the day I was born.
Though, I have seen dicks in porn. But none of them came close to this.
The swollen pink head… the veins… the length… It was monstrous!!!.
My pussy throbbed so hard I felt warmth seeping into my panties.
No wonder she was screaming like that.
“Again,” Janet whimpered. “Again. I want it again.” She whispered as she bit her bottom lips, her hand fondling her boobs.
“Stand up,” Justin ordered.
She obeyed immediately, even though her legs barely worked.
He dragged her by the hair and bent her over his desk, her pussy was still dripping juices, and her pussy hole looked stretched and glistening.
Her discarded dress lay near the door, right by my feet. It was as though it was ripped off in desperation.
“Put it back in, Justin… fuck me till I can’t feel my legs,” she begged.
He stepped behind her, guiding his cock, not into her pussy this time, but into her ass.
She screamed, her body jerking at the intrusion of his cock into her ass.
He started slow… deliberately slow… like he wanted to feel every inch of her.
A shiver ran through me. That must feel dangerously insane.
Suddenly, his pace shifted, he started ramming into her deeper, faster. Her ass wiggled as he slapped his thighs pounding her from behind.
“Ah, ahh! Fuuuck!” she gasped, barely able to breath.
My hand found my clits as I rubbed my pussy gently while watching them.
“Mmm..ys… don’t stop… deeper!” she moaned, her voice hoarse.
“Oh god, right there...ah!”
I couldn’t look away. My body was buzzing and I felt a warm heat pooling between my legs. I rubbed my pussy faster.
My heartbeat syncing with every thrust he made, my nipples tightened beneath my dress, painfully hard.
“Can you take it?” he whispered against her ear.
“Don’t stop…” she moaned, breathless.
His fist twisted in her hair, pulling her head back as he continued assaulting her dripping hole relentlessly.
Her legs trembled violently.
And then I felt something build up in me, I rubbed faster as slimy juices sliding out of my pussy wetting the floor.
“Oh my god… did I just cummed while watching my brother screwing another? ,” I whispered, dazed.
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