"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
Lihat lebih banyakGeorgia's POV Drenched with sweat, I ignored Betty's curious eyes when she walked in. "There's nothing like a citric acid pulveriser," She grumbled. "And your mother is back,"I could barely listen to a word Jake said during the lesson. My gaze kept drifting between him and the textbook between us. I tried to breathe evenly, but it was hard to do so when all I could think about were his fingers. "Georgia, work with me, will you?" Jake murmured, tapping the book with his finger. His knowing look told me he knew exactly what I was thinking. I had hoped we would pick up from where we left off, but Mom was home, and Jake kept those hands to himself. The only proof that he wanted more than he let on was his swollen monster in his pants. I scooted closer to him until our thighs brushed. He stiffened and shot me a warning look. I ignored him and placed a hand on his thigh, pretending to be interested in what he was showing me while inching my hands closer to his cock. "Your mother
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 coat
Jake's POVGeorgia's eyes were half closed; her lips parted as I ground my cock against her. Fuck me. Her mother would kill me, and she was my student, but her pussy felt so warm and moist, and I'd bet it was so tight. I wanted nothing more than to rip those panties apart and give her exactly what she had been asking for. My hands flexed around her hips. I bucked mine, slamming my dick against her soft pussy. I hooked her panties with a finger and pushed them aside, revealing the sweet pink cunt that I had imagined as I jerked off that morning. Her lips quivered as more moisture spilled between her legs. "How the hell are you turned on by this? You should run, dammit!" I groaned, swallowing hard and fighting the urge to touch it. "I don't want to," She whined, looking up at me with those sexy doe eyes. "You should," I snapped and returned stiffly to the sofa where my bag was. I had to get out of here before I did something stupid. "Our study session isn't done," I argued, p
Georgia's POV Jake had been my tutor for two days, and I had not seen the iron fist. Oh, he was tough, alright. He gave me ridiculous punishments like walking around the room, spitting out the four-figure tables off my head every time I made a mistake, or said something naughty. "Come on, Jake. We could ditch this four-figure table, and you can bend me over that one," I purred, licking the tips of my finger so I could flip over the next page. "Faster!" He barked, and I had no idea why that sent a thrill to my legs. "Cos 30 is 0.8660," I grumbled as I sashayed slowly around the living room. The tea and cookies Betty had set down some thirty minutes ago had grown cold, and though I was hungry, I wasn't hungry for them. I was hungry for him—the man whose blue eyes watched my every move. He was too beautiful to be some maths guy and too hot to be a nerd. He looked dashing in his flannel shirt and black pants today with that strange dark look in his eyes. "I told you to go fas
Georgia's POV"You got a B again," I batted my lashes up at my mother, who had a look of disgust on her face. In her hands was my report sheet, and I could hear the anger in her voice. No daughter of Edwina got a B in maths. My sisters were all proof of that. Mom was a leading professor in Mathematics, it would be a shame if we got anything less. "What is the problem, Georgia?" I shuffled on my feet and wrung my hands together. Did I have a problem? Yes. Did I know what exactly this problem was? No. No matter how hard I tried, maths wasn't my thing. Right, a voice in my head scoffed. It isn't because you've been binging on romance novels. "I asked a question, child, and I demand answers!" Mom snapped, slapping the report sheet on her desk. Jerking back in fear, I swallowed hard, squinting to fight the tears back. If I cried over everything, no one would take me seriously. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. There's no way you'll graduate with a straight A at thi
Georgia's POV"You got a B again," I batted my lashes up at my mother, who had a look of disgust on her face. In her hands was my report sheet, and I could hear the anger in her voice. No daughter of Edwina got a B in maths. My sisters were all proof of that. Mom was a leading professor in Mathematics, it would be a shame if we got anything less. "What is the problem, Georgia?" I shuffled on my feet and wrung my hands together. Did I have a problem? Yes. Did I know what exactly this problem was? No. No matter how hard I tried, maths wasn't my thing. Right, a voice in my head scoffed. It isn't because you've been binging on romance novels. "I asked a question, child, and I demand answers!" Mom snapped, slapping the report sheet on her desk. Jerking back in fear, I swallowed hard, squinting to fight the tears back. If I cried over everything, no one would take me seriously. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. There's no way you'll graduate with a straight A at thi...
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