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Sinful Lust Stories

"Are you sure, Jake? I can be a very bad girl," I purred sexily, brushing my hands lightly over his pants. He stiffened and grabbed my hands. "Bad girls get punished," He snarled. "Would you like to punish me then?" ** ** ** Warning: This book contains hot, explicit, and mature content rated 18+. Do you crave steamy naughty taboo stories? Are you drawn to heated,forbidden, erotic one-shots that ignite your deepest desires?Are you ready to unlock your wildest smut fantasies? If yes, this is a collection of smutty, steamy erotic stories. Enter a seductive world where temptation knows no limits, and each steamy trope drips with raw passion and unrelenting heat. From forbidden trysts to dark, sinful secrets, these stories will leave you breathless and throbbing for more. It contains different erotic stories like doctor and patient, stepmother and stepson, teacher and student sex, office sex, horny wife. Etc
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Chapter 4

GEORGIA'S POV

Jake rubbed on my clit while his other palm grabbed fistfuls of my ass cheeks. A moan of delight slipped from my lips, and I closed my eyes, writhing against him while he stroked my clit.

"So soft," He groaned. I jiggled my ass against him, wiggling my hips and bouncing my ass against his hand. That earned me a smack.

I squealed at the thrilling sensation that rushed through me. I had never been slapped on the ass before. A sharp jolt of pain ran up my spine, then back down, straight to my pussy. It was a foreign yet fantastic feeling. All the while, his thumb keeps rubbing my poor clit, picking up the pace.

"That feels so good. Don't stop, please!"

"Do you like that, sweet Georgia?" Jake rasped behind me. I felt his heat behind me and glanced over my shoulder to see he had dropped to his knees beside me, rubbing the spot he had smacked. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No!" I cried. I could feel the light brushes of his fingers against my cunt while his thumb got coated with my slickness.

"We don't have much time before Betty arrives, do we?"

When I didn't respond, I got another smack on my ass, this time dangerously close to my pussy. I groaned when Jake hit my pussy next, arching my back and pushing my cunt against his palm like a cat in heat.

Jake let out a slow hiss. "What a dirty girl you are! You're wet, Georgia. Was this what you wanted?"

"Yes!" I cried eagerly, grinding against his thick fingers as they stroked and rubbed me through my panties. My body trembled as I felt them probe and prod at my pussy, pushing the rough lace against my swollen cunt lips.

God, this felt so much better than when I played with myself!

I got carried away, grinding on his fingers, moaning at how good it felt and wishing the panties were out of the way so I could feel them against my cunt.

Jake's harsh breathing filled my ears when he leaned forward, breathing heavily, and took a deep breath in.

"Has anyone told you, Georgia," He murmured thickly. "That you smell divine?"

"No," I replied, flushing at his compliment. "You think so?"

"I fucking know so," He growled and pushed a hand into my shirt, cupping my dangling tits. I cried with joy when his hand began kneading my left boob, squeezing and rolling the nipple until I was a moaning mess.

His other hand continued to deliver spanks to my pussy this time, occasionally rubbing against my swollen pussy and flicking at it while he toyed with my tits. Now I knew why no heroine in my books stood a chance against the hero. There was no way I could resist Jake if I wanted to- and I most definitely did not want to.

"Naughty girl," He hummed, smacking my pussy one more time. "It's time for your lesson."

I barely had time to process his words when his fingers pushed aside my panties, and deftly, without warning, two of them sunk into my cunt.

"Oh my God, Jake!" I choked, eyes wide as I felt my pussy walls push and fight against his fingers.

Jake let out a long string of curses, staring at me in disbelief as he withdrew his fingers and buried them right back in.

I threw my head back, crying his name in pleasure. The hand on my boobs withdrew to cup my neck while he pressed his forehead against mine.

"No one's ever touched you like this before?"

"No one," I cried when his fingers began thrusting, sliding out of my wet cunt and then cramming right back in almost immediately. It felt so good getting fingered by him that I couldn't help the moans that slipped from my mouth.

"It's just me then," He rasped excitedly. "My fingers are the first your pussy will ever take."

"Yes, oh, that feels so good. Deeper,"

"Mhmmm," he hummed, pushing his fingers deeper until they hit the barrier. "I want to break this so bad. With my cock, Georgia. Do you know what a cock is, darling?"

"Yes," I swallowed, feeling myself get all excited at the thought of seeing an actual cock.

"Your pussy's tightening around my fingers. You greedy girl. Have you ever seen one?"

My head shook, and Jake grinned. "Maybe I'll let you see mine if you're a good girl."

"I'm a good girl," I rushed out in one breath, feeling his thumb play around my asshole. It puckered, and I moaned when he began pushing his thumb against the entrance slowly.

"No, you're not," Jake grumbled. "Good girls don't let their tutors touch their pussy,"

"Would you want to fuck a good girl?" I threw back and wailed when Jake pushed his thumb into my ass swiftly. "Oh God, Jake! Oh, that burns so good!"

"See that?" Jake groaned. "A good girl would protest. She would tell me not to touch her ass, not greedily swallow my finger like a slut."

I couldn't care less what he said. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I had two of his thick long fingers in my pussy, and one thumb buried in my quivering asshole. I had never felt so invaded ever, and I loved it.

My pussy clenched, and I began pushing ass down those fingers, wishing they would sink further, fucking my holes. Jake hissed, spanking me as I ground on his fingers. "Fuck, Georgia, keep doing this, and it'll be hard to resist you."

I wanted to tell him that was the goal in the first place, but his fingers began fucking my cunt at a torrid pace. I screamed when he began ramming them in, fingering me until my juices were squirting all over the place. They rolled down my legs while my pussy gripped his fingers tight and convulsed in pleasure.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming Jake. I'm cumming!" I sobbed,

"Cum," He grunted fucking me through my orgasm.

I had no idea how long I stayed there, moaning as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me. The sound of the front door getting opened had Jake yanking my t-shirt down and helping me sit on the sofa. I moaned when my bare pussy rubbed against the leather.

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