Darkest Cravings (90 Types Of Lust)

The bass throbbed through the dimly lit room as she moved for me - hips rolling, back arched, that perfect ass bouncing with every beat.

"Move it, doll," I growled, my voice rough with need. I brought my palm down hard on her bare skin , the sharp slap echoing over the music. "Shake it like you mean it. Give me a reason to bury my cock in that tight little ass."

"Damien..." She moaned my name like a prayer, pushing back against me, begging without words.

"I didn't hear you," I snarled, spanking her again, harder this time. Her skin bloomed pink under my hand.

"Damien!" she cried out, louder, needier.

That was all it took. I gripped her hips, lined up my throbbing cock, and...

"Damien! Time for lunch!"

My stepmother's voice sliced through the fantasy like a cold knife. My eyes snapped open, heart hammering, cock painfully hard and leaking against my boxers.

"Fuck..." I groaned, slamming my pillow over my face. The dream still clung to me; her soft moans, the way her body yielded, the sweet scent of her skin. I glanced down at the massive tent in my sheets and let out a bitter laugh.

"Goodness gracious."

I dragged myself to the bathroom, brushed my teeth aggressively, and splashed icy water on my face. It did nothing to kill the fire raging in my veins. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. Those innocent eyes. That sinful body. My own stepsister; Zinna.

I adjusted my loose sweatpants, trying to hide the obvious bulge, and headed downstairs.

Dad was already at the table, scrolling

through his phone. My stepmom, Elena, was flipping something at the stove. But the seat across from mine was empty.

"Morning," I muttered, dropping into my chair.

"Morning, son. Call Zinna down, will you? She needs to eat before going to college."

I smirked. "She can always come with a scream."

Dad shot me a confused look, but I was already raising my voice. "Zinna! Get down here!"

"I'm coming, brother!" her sweet voice floated from upstairs.

Footsteps pattered down the stairs. Then she appeared.

"Jesus Christ!" She wasn't helping matters.

Tiny denim shorts that barely covered the bottom curve of her ass, a thin white tank top stretched tight across her full breasts, her nipples clearly visible through the fabric.

Her long dark hair cascaded over one shoulder, and when she smiled at me; that pure, angelic smile, my cock twitched violently.

"I'm here," she said softly, completely unaware of the filthy thoughts racing through my head. How badly I wanted to bend her over this table, rip those shorts down, and ruin her innocence while our parents sat right there.

Elena turned from the stove. "Go wash your hands, baby. Lunch is ready."

Zinna brushed past my chair on purpose, her soft thigh grazing my arm. The contact sent electricity straight to my groin. I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, fighting the urge to grab her right then and drag her onto my lap.

"You have no idea what I was dreaming about, doll." I thought.

Breakfast passed in a haze of tension. Every time she licked sauce off her finger, every time she shifted in her seat and those shorts rode higher, my control frayed.

"You'll drop her off at college today, Damien," Dad said.

I glanced at Zinna. "You're seriously wearing that to campus?"

Elena frowned. "Zinna, honey, isn't that a bit too revealing?"

"A bit?" I thought. That outfit made me want to throw her on the table and claim her in front of everyone.

Zinna just shrugged innocently. "It's comfortable."

I stood up. "Let's go."

"I'm not done eating..."

"Take this with you," Elena said, handing her a food flask. "Don't keep your brother waiting."

The drive started normally. Zinna sat in the passenger seat, bare thighs pressed together, nibbling on her food. The sight made my balls ache.

Then I turned off the main road.

"Brother... it's the other way," she said, glancing at me.

"I need to handle something first."

I drove until we reached a quiet, deserted stretch lined with trees.

I killed the engine, got out, and opened her door. My hand closed around her wrist as I pulled her out.

"Damien?" Her voice trembled, but her eyes sparkled with something darker; excitement.

I pushed her into the backseat, climbing in after her and slamming the door. The space felt too small, too hot, filled with her scent.

"You knew this would happen, didn't you, doll?" I growled, yanking my sweatpants down. My thick, veiny cock sprang free, rock hard and angry.

Zinna's gaze dropped to it. A small, naughty smile curved her lips. "I thought maybe I wasn't attractive to you... Why don't you take what you want, brother?"

She spread her legs wide, but I wasn't in the mood for gentle. I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking those tiny shorts down to her knees. Her perfect, round ass jiggled as I slapped it hard.

"Brother!" she moaned.

"Naughty little slut." I gripped her hips and pushed inside her in one rough thrust.

She was tight, wet, silky, and hot - but not a virgin. I paused, breathing heavily. "Who the fuck broke you in?"

Zinna looked back at me, cheeks flushed. "Daddy did... Every time you and Mom went out, he'd sneak into my room. He made his cock dive into me over and over."

A dark thrill shot through me. "Good. Then you can handle this."

I slammed into her harder, pounding deep, the car rocking with every brutal thrust. The wet sound of skin slapping skin filled the backseat. Zinna cried out, pushing back to meet me, greedy for more.

"Mine Or Dad's," I growled.

"Yours, brother... I want yours," she gasped.

"Say it again."

"Yours! Fuck me, Damien - please!"

I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit as I chased my release. She came first, shuddering and clenching around me so tightly I saw stars. I pulled out at the last second, stroking myself furiously until thick ropes of cum painted her ass and lower back.

She turned, eyes glazed with lust, and wrapped her soft hand around my still-hard cock, milking the last drops.

We stayed there, breathing hard, the windows fogged up.

Zinna smiled that sweet, dangerous smile again. "We're going to be late for my first class..."

I smirked, tracing a finger through my cum on her skin. "Worth it."

This was only the beginning.

*New collection.*

"You're totally not doing it right, Jade," she growled.

"I'm trying, Mom, but your pussy is wide. My cock feels so little in it," I moaned.

"Your dad's huge cock made me moan and scream. Stroke and pound that dick in there and make me moan your name."

I thrust harder, pounding into her, sweat dripping from every part of my body, my cum already dripping from her wet pussy.

It's been five years since Dad died. My slut mother hasn't let me off ever since. She makes me bury my little undergrown cock deep into her already faded, dry pussy.

We normally do it at night, but she insisted on this morning. The energy I wanted to put into shifting my girlfriend's womb for my baby has all poured into her.

"I'm tired, Mom," I said, slowly withdrawing. She grabbed it and shoved it back in.

"That's it!" she moaned. "Stick it in with your hands instead." She spread her legs wider and locked them around my waist.

Dang dang! The bed threatened to break as I thrust into her, driving with my hands now instead of my hips.

The bed wouldn't dare break. We've had wilder nights; nights when her legs hung from the fan and tied to the bed while I buried myself in her for hours, trying to wake her clitoris again.

"Do you want to have my baby, Mom?" I moaned, pulling every bit of strength I had and driving harder.

"Silly boy." That naughty, evil look spread across her face.

"Mark!"

My eyes snapped to the door. Tina, my girlfriend, stood there, hand over her mouth.

"Babe, it's not what you think," I said.

I tried to go to her, but Mom kept my cock locked tight inside her.

"You want to know what I think?" I swallowed hard. I loved her. I didn't want her to leave.

"I think I need some of that."

My jaw dropped.

"Bad girl. Hop in," Mom said.

Tina stripped fast, showing off her shaved pussy and nipples that were already hard. She climbed onto the bed.

Mom grabbed her nipple. "Hard," she said, then released my cock. "Take her to hell, Son."

Tina fell into my arms, smiling sheepishly.

"You greedy whore," I said.

I turned her over roughly and thrust in hard, her wet tight pussy gripping my cock like it was made for it. Mom was under her, sucking those hard nipples like a hungry slut, her tongue swirling and biting.

"Mark... mom... fuck..." Tina moaned, her body shaking already.

Mom pushed Tina's head down. "Kiss me while he fucks you, bad girl."

Tina leaned down and their mouths met, wet and nasty, tongues fighting while I pounded from behind. My balls slapped against Tina's clit every time I buried deep. Sweat mixed with the cum still dripping from mom's faded pussy earlier.

"Harder, son," mom growled between kisses. "Make this little girlfriend of yours scream. Show her how we do it in this house."

I grabbed Tina's hips and slammed deeper, the bed creaking loud again. Tina's pussy was so much tighter than mom's, but mom's was wetter, used, greedy. I pulled out of Tina and shoved back into mom for a few strokes, mixing their juices, then slammed back into Tina.

"You feel that?" I moaned. "That's mom's cum on my cock going inside you."

Tina's eyes rolled. "Oh god... yes... fill me..."

Mom laughed that evil laugh. "Silly boy still thinks he's gonna put a baby in somebody. Put it in both of us. Don't you dare waste a drop."

I flipped Tina onto her back next to mom. Both of them spread wide now, two wet holes waiting. Mom grabbed my cock and rubbed the head on Tina's clit, then her own, then back again.

"Stick it in with your hands if you have to," mom said, just like before. "Make us both moan your name."

I pushed into Tina first, deep and hard, then pulled out and shoved into mom. Back and forth, faster, the wet sounds filling the room. Tina reached over and started rubbing mom's clit while I fucked her. Mom did the same to Tina.

"Mark... Mark..." both of them started moaning together.

I felt it building. Five years of this and still my little cock throbbed like it was the first time. I buried deep in Tina and came hard, flooding her. Before I even finished I pulled out and shoved into mom, the last thick ropes shooting inside her used pussy.

Both of them kept their legs wrapped around me, not letting me pull out all the way.

Mom looked at Tina with that naughty face. "See? He belongs to this house. You want some more of that?"

Tina, still shaking, just nodded and whispered, "Yes, mom..."

The morning sun was already coming through the window. None of us cared.

We weren't stopping till the bed broke or nature forced us to sleep. Just like always.

I felt it instantly - a thick drop of precum soaking into my jeans the second my eyes landed on her. She had no clue I was there, standing just outside the glass.

Hot water cascaded down her naked body, tracing every curve, making her skin shine. Her round ass faced me, glistening. I couldn't hold back anymore.

I stepped in fast, hands clamping around her waist, pulling her back against me.

She gasped sharply. "Jacks...!"

"Shh." I pressed my lips to her ear, voice low and rough. "Stay still. My cum's already leaking for you while you're out here teasing the fuck out of me."

One hand shoved my trousers down. My heavy cock sprang free, rock-hard and throbbing against her wet ass. She felt the size and shuddered, a little whimper escaping as she reached back instinctively.

"You're... huge," she breathed, voice shaking. She turned her head just enough to see me, then slapped a hand over her mouth.

I smirked. "Bigger than my brother?"

Her nipples were stiff, dark, and begging. I grabbed a thick handful of her wet hair and yanked her head back, arching her body against mine.

"Why settle for him when I can fuck you right here?" I growled, rubbing my thick head along her slick folds. "Let me ruin this tight little hole and take you to a whole different level."

She moaned, breath ragged. "Jacks... your brother..."

"Doesn't get to fuck you like I will," I cut her off, pushing the fat head of my cock against her entrance. "Now be quiet and take it."

Water poured over us as I thrust forward, stretching her open in one long, deep stroke. Her walls clenched hard around me, greedy and shocked at the same time. I groaned, burying myself to the hilt while my hand stayed fisted in her hair.

"Fuck... that's it," I rasped, starting to move, slow and powerful. "This pussy's mine now."

"Jacks; stop," she moaned.

I didn't. I buried myself to the hilt and held there, grinding deep. "You can't take it anymore?"

"I need to feel wet under you," she breathed, "not under the shower."

A low chuckle left me. "You're not that innocent."

I pulled out. Cum dripped onto the floor.

"It's wasting," I growled.

She caught a thick drop on her fingers and licked it clean, eyes on mine.

"Then put it back in," she said, "and move with me."

That was all it took. I grabbed her thighs, lifted her, and she locked her legs around my waist. I thrust up hard, dragging against her clit with every stroke as I carried her out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

I dropped her onto the bed and drove in deep, so deep I felt her body yield around me. She clapped a hand over her mouth to muffle the scream as I fucked her through the mattress.

Just then her phone rang.

"I need to pick up," she moaned.

"That can wait, but my dick can't," I growled.

"It may be Stephan, your brother."

I pulled out from her, my loose pants still on my legs, then yanked them off completely.

She swayed that curved hip of hers, making me more agitated.

"I can't wait," I said and rushed after her.

"Hello, Honey!" she said, almost moaning as I thrust my cock back beneath her and gripped her nipple hard.

"Yeah, I'm all ready for you," she said, struggling with my stubborn cock and her speech.

"No, honey, nothing is wrong. Just want you so bad." I smirked. The girl was moaning deeper for me.

"Hello, I can't hear you, hello..." She dropped the call.

"Jacks, you are so naughty," she said and turned to me.

She held my cock tight, making me growl, "Argh."

"Can I be naughtier?"

I nodded.

She walked toward me as I stepped back, but didn't withdraw - my dick stayed tight stuck in her.

"So tight," I said.

She pushed me onto the bed, hovered over me, then pulled it out slowly with care and stuck it into her mouth, almost biting off the head.

"Ariana...!"

She was sucking it dry, making my cum rush out of my system into her trash mouth.

Then I suddenly remembered my younger brother. He can't miss out from this.

"You ok for twos?" I said.

She lifted her gaze at me, eyes sparking with hunger.

"Come in, Derik," I called.

My 19-year-old brother slowly opened the door. His cock already hard. It was obvious he had been waiting.

"Come get your cake. Don't waste that treasure beneath," I said.

"Thanks, bro," he said.

Derik didn't waste a second. Pants gone, cock already leaking, he climbed onto the bed behind Ariana while she still had my dick buried in her throat.

She pulled off with a wet pop, spit stringing from her lips to my head, and looked back at him. "Both of you...?"

"Yeah," I growled, gripping her hair again. "Open that mouth for me and that pussy for him."

Derik spat on his cock, lined up, and shoved in hard. Ariana cried out around my shaft as he stretched her from behind, burying himself to the root in one brutal stroke. Her throat tightened around me from the shock.

"Fuck, she's tight," Derik hissed, hands clamping her hips. He started pounding immediately; short, deep thrusts that made her whole body rock forward onto my cock.

I held her head still and fucked up into her mouth in the same rhythm. Every time he slammed into her cunt, she gagged on me. Spit ran down my balls. Tears streaked her cheeks. She took it.

"That's it," I rasped. "Suck it while he ruins you."

Derik reached under and pinched her clit hard. Ariana moaned loud around my cock, the vibration shooting straight up my spine. I felt my balls draw up.

"I'm close," I warned.

She didn't pull away. She sucked harder, tongue working the underside, eyes locked on mine. Derik was grunting behind her, fucking her like he'd been waiting years for this. Wet slaps filled the room. Her juices and his precum were already dripping down her thighs onto the sheets.

I came first; thick ropes flooding her mouth. She tried to swallow but couldn't keep up; cum spilled from the corners of her lips and down her chin. I kept thrusting through it, forcing every drop into her throat.

Derik followed right after. He buried himself deep, hips stuttering, and groaned as he emptied inside her. Ariana's body shook between us, a broken moan vibrating around my still-hard cock as she came too, walls clenching around him.

For a few seconds nobody moved. Just heavy breathing and the sound of cum dripping onto the bed.

Then Derik pulled out slowly. A thick white stream followed, running down her inner thigh. Ariana collapsed forward onto my chest, still licking the last of my cum from her lips.

I stroked her hair, voice rough. "Not done yet."

She looked up at me, eyes glassy, mouth shiny. "What else...?"

I glanced at Derik. He was already stroking himself hard again, staring at her used pussy.

"Flip her," I said.

We did. I pulled her up so she straddled my face, then shoved my tongue into her messy cunt, tasting both of them. Derik climbed in front of her and fed his cock back into her mouth.

Ariana moaned against him as I ate her out, sucking her clit, pushing two fingers into her and feeling how loose and wet she'd gotten. Cum leaked onto my tongue. I licked it up.

She came again fast - thighs clamping around my head, body jerking while she choked on Derik's cock.

When she finally went limp, we let her drop between us on the bed. She lay there panting, legs open, both holes used, cum still leaking from her pussy and smeared across her face.

I looked at my brother. "Your turn to decide."

Derik wiped the sweat from his forehead and grinned. "I want her ass next."

Ariana's eyes fluttered open. She didn't say no.