Forbidden Desires (short erotical stories)

I heard my phone ringing; it was my best friend Catherine. We spent our childhood together, finished junior year, and now we're planning on entering senior year.

Though my parents were poor, I was still happy for my best friend. "Hey Gabriella, good news," Catherine eagerly said through the phone. "I just got admitted into senior year," she said happily.

I was genuinely happy for her and told her congratulations. "Guess what?" Catherine said happily. "What?" I answered. "Just guess," she said.

"You know I'm not good at guessing; just tell me," I said. "Okay, fine. My dad organized a party for me to celebrate my entering senior year," I could feel the happiness in her voice.

"Gabriella, I'll come pick you up in the evening so you can also attend the party," she said eagerly before she hung up.

Although I've always been to Catherine's house, I was so happy to still go there. I had a secret crush on her dad, which I know was so wrong, but I couldn't help it.

Just the thought of him made me wet already. I quickly undressed and picked up the vibrator in my drawer while putting my fingers inside my wet pussy.

"Oh fuck... yes, fuck me harder, daddy," I moaned while inserting the vibrator in and out of my wet pussy. I was picturing him fucking my tight pussy so hard. "Yes... I'm about to cum," a sudden outburst of my orgasm shattered.

I cleaned myself up, went downstairs to eat, and prepared for the upcoming party in the evening. "Good day, Mum," I said while going to the dining table.

"How are you doing, Gabriella?" "Fine," I said nonchalantly while preparing to serve myself. "I'll be going out with Catherine later in the evening for a party."

I saw reluctance in her eyes; she always had a bad feeling about Catherine, but there was nothing good about it, so she just gave a slight nod.

"Gabriella, there's something I've been wanting to tell you," she paused and watched my reaction twitch before she continued.

"About your senior year, I won't be able to fund your expenses. You know we don't have that kind of money." She saw the disappointment in my eyes.

"I don't care, Mom; I'll work for it myself and fund my senior year." She sighed. "Why don't you just learn a skill for now and start doing something? Forget about senior year for now."

"I won't," I said angrily. "No one will stop me from going to senior year, not even you, Mom."I got up angrily and went to my room.

Later that evening, Catherine came to pick me up. I intentionally wore a tight gown, showcasing my curves, and my hard nipples were pointed.

"Oh my God, you look so stunning, Gabriella!" she winked at me. "Do you have a crush you're going there to seduce?" she asked while dragging me into the car.

I smiled and grabbed her hand as she led me into the car. She kept telling me about the guy she met at a party and how they were hanging out together.

"I invited him to the party so we can have a very good time together," I smiled back at her, my mind racing as the thought of her dad slipped into my head.

We got to her house; the party had already started. As we stepped into her house, she took me to greet her dad, who was talking to some visitors.

"Hey, Dad," he turned to look at us, and then I caught his eyes lingering on my body as if he was about to pull my clothes off with his gaze. He quickly took his eyes off.

"How are you doing, Gabriella?" he said. "I'm fine,sir."Catherine,who was not aware of the way we looked at each other quickly pulled me to greet her other friends "we'll catch up later dad" she said will pulling me away.

She saw her crush and quickly ran off to meet him leaving me all by myself.

I sat on the edge of Catherine's bed, the bass from the party downstairs pulsing through the floor like a heartbeat.

The room was dimly lit by that little lamp on the nightstand, shadows dancing over her posters and the mess of clothes scattered around.

I'd snuck away from the crowd, craving a quiet moment. But my thoughts, as usual, drifted straight to him Jade, Catherine's dad.

So tall and strong, with that mix of gray in his hair and those sharp blue eyes that always made my insides twist whenever he'd flash a smile at me over dinner.

I leaned back into the pillows, my short dress hiking up my thighs. My hand wandered down without thinking, slipping under the fabric.

It was my dirty little secret, this way I touched myself just imagining him. His rough hands on my hips, his lips hot against my neck.

A quiet sigh slipped out as I spread my legs a bit, fingers grazing my panties. They were already soaked. I shut my eyes, picturing him bursting in, seeing me like this, his stare turning feral with need.

The door creaked, but I was too lost in the heat building between my legs to notice. Jade stepped in, shutting it with a soft click.

He'd come for some jacket from Catherine's closet, but he stopped dead. There I was, legs open, hand working my clit through the damp cotton, face flushed from my fantasy.

He should've bolted. I get that now. But he didn't. His dick hardened in his pants as he watched me press harder, circling faster.

I let out a soft moan, arching up. "Jade," ' breathed to the empty room, the words sparking fire in my core.

That's when his shadow hit the bed. My eyes flew open, hand stalling. He loomed there, eyes boring into me, face hard to read but charged with something raw.

"Oh shit," I gasped, jerking my hand free and sitting up fast, smoothing my dress down. My cheeks burned. "jade, I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean"

He raised a hand, cutting me off. His voice came out low and gravelly. "Gabriella. What were you thinking about?".

He moved closer, gaze pinning mine, then flicking to my shaking thighs.

I swallowed, pulse racing. Lie? Flee? But the hunger in his look it made me reckless. "You," I confessed, barely audible. " I always think about you."

His jaw clenched, and he closed the distance in seconds, standing over me. "That's playing with fire, girl. You don't know what you're asking for."

But his hand lifted, fingers under my chin, tilting my head back. His thumb dragged over my lip, and I opened for it, sucking gently.

A deep growl vibrated from him. He stepped back just to yank off his shirt, baring his hairy chest and solid muscles from all that hard labor. My breath caught.

I shifted back on the bed, but he climbed on, kneeling between my knees. "Show me," he demanded, snatching my wrist and pressing it back under my dress. "Show me how you touch yourself thinking of me."

My fingers shook as I slid them into my panties again, stroking my wet lips while staring into his eyes. He unzipped, hauling out his thick cock hard, veined, tip leaking. I whimpered, rubbing quicker.

"Good girl," he rasped, fisting his length with slow pumps. "Work that sweet pussy." He leaned down, crashing his mouth to mine in a hard kiss.

His tongue pushed in, claiming every inch, feeding off my urgency. I moaned into him, my other hand grabbing his shoulder.

He pulled back, shoving my dress to my waist. One tug, and he ripped my panties to the side, baring my smooth mound and dripping entrance.

"Damn, you're drenched." His fingers took over, two plunging deep into me. I cried out, hips bucking as he thrust them in, hooking to stroke that sensitive spot.

"Please," I begged, wrapping my hand around his shaft, pumping the hot, heavy flesh. It felt even bigger up close, pulsing in my palm.

He withdrew his fingers, shiny with my arousal, and rubbed them along his dick. Then he lined up, the fat head parting my folds. "You want me inside? Want your friend's dad to fuck you raw?"

"Yes," I panted. "Fuck me, Jade. I need it."

He drove in hard, filling me completely in one go. I screamed, walls gripping his thickness. He stretched me so good, hitting deep.

No pause he drew back and slammed home again, pounding relentlessly. The bed groaned with us, the party's chaos below fading to nothing.

His grip bruised my hips as he hammered away. "So fucking tight," he grunted. "This cunt's perfect for my dick." I hooked my legs around his waist, thrusting up to match him, nails raking his back.

Suddenly, he flipped me onto my stomach, hauling my ass high. I braced on my forearms, shoving back as he sank in from behind.

His hand cracked down on my cheek, the sharp pain making me gasp. "You like it rough? Being my dirty secret?"

"Yes!" I moaned, the sting shooting straight to my clit. He smacked again, firmer, then snaked a hand around to circle my swollen button.

The mix had me quivering, climax rushing up. "Cum on my cock," he commanded, hips stuttering. "Squeeze me dry."

I broke apart, pussy clenching hard, gushing over his balls. He roared, yanking out to spray hot cum over my ass and spine.

We tumbled down, his weight pinning me, breaths ragged. He pressed a kiss to my shoulder. "Our little secret."

I nodded, smiling into the pillow. The party thumped on downstairs, but in here, my wildest dream had just come alive.

After he left I just lay down thinking about what just happened, I was so weak to get up but I just had to,to prevent my bestfriend from noticing anything.

I stood up wore my gown and walk out of the room like nothing had happened,I saw Catherine at the hall way coming to my direction immediately she saw me her eyes lit up

"where have you been I've searched everywhere for you" she said while walking to me "Nothing,I just decide to stay in the room for a while" she grabbed my hands and with a pleading eye she said

"please will you stay over for the night,I have alot of things to tell you" I was so happy but I did not let it show "okay if you wish" I said it nonchalantly."Thank you Gabriella,I love you" she said while dragging me down the stairs.

When we got down stairs,she saw her crush kelvin and ran off to meet him.

I just stood by the dining table watching when jade walk over to me and handed me a shot of alcohol,at first I refused but the way he pushed the cup to me I couldn't resist.

My head was spinning from the shots Jade had practically shoved down my throat downstairs.

He'd been all smiles and that fatherly charm, insisting it was just a bit of fun at the party, but the way he'd held the glass to my lips, his eyes locked on mine, felt way too intense for 'innocent.'

Catherine was busy flitting around the living room, playing the perfect host, clueless as ever.

I'd muttered something about needing the bathroom and escaped the pounding bass and crowded dance floor, but the liquor slammed into me on the stairs.

My knees buckled, the hallway blurring into a dizzy swirl, and I pitched forward, certain I was about to eat carpet.

Rough hands grabbed me by the waist, yanking me back against a solid chest before I could fall.

I blinked through the haze, and there was Jade Catherine's dad his face close to mine, a mix of worry and something darker flickering in his eyes.

His grip stayed firm on my hips, fingers digging into my sides through the thin material of my top, holding me steady. Or maybe holding me in place.

"Easy there, Gabriella," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, breath hot against my ear. He was taller than me, his body heat seeping through his shirt as he pressed against my back, one arm sliding around to support me.

I could smell his cologne mixed with the faint tang of whiskey probably from the party. My heart hammered, not just from the booze.

Upstairs, in Catherine's room, he'd already claimed me: walking in on me with my fingers buried deep, moaning his name, then flipping me over and slamming his thick cock into me from behind, fucking me hard against the headboard until I bit the pillow to stifle my screams.

I'd straightened up as best I could, but my thighs still trembled, pussy sore and slick from his cum leaking out. Now, with him this close again, my skin flushed hot, nipples hardening under my dress.

"I'm... okay," I mumbled, but my body leaned into him, traitorous and needy. The world still tilted, and Jade's hand smoothed up my side, the other pressing against my stomach to keep me upright.

He steered me away from the bathroom door, toward Catherine's room instead the same one where he'd just railed me senseless.

"Let's get you somewhere to lie down,"he said, his tone casual but edged with command. He nudged the door open with his shoulder, guiding me inside and shutting it with a soft click that muffled the party noise to a throb.

The bed was still messy from earlier, sheets tangled where he'd pinned my wrists and thrust deep, grunting as he filled me up.

He eased me onto the edge of the mattress, but instead of letting go, he stepped between my legs, his hands on my knees, parting them just enough to stand closer.

Kneeling slightly, he looked up at me, his gaze roaming over my flushed face, down to where my skirt had ridden up. "That alcohol hit you fast. You sure you're alright? You look... worked up."

His fingers trailed up my thighs, calloused tips brushing the hem of my skirt, inching higher with deliberate slowness.

"Jade, wait-" I started, but the words caught as his hand slid under the fabric, fingertips grazing the damp edge of my panties. He felt it immediately the sticky mess he'd left inside me and a low chuckle rumbled from his chest.

"Already wet again? After what I did to you earlier?" He tugged the panties aside, exposing my swollen folds, still tender from his rough pounding.

His thumb circled my clit lightly, sending a jolt through me, and I gasped, hips twitching. "Knew you couldn't get enough. Catherine's right downstairs, but here you are, dripping for her dad."

Before I could protest or beg he leaned in, his mouth replacing his thumb.

His tongue licked a slow stripe up my slit, tasting his own release mixed with my arousal, then delved deeper, lapping at my entrance like he was starving.

I moaned, hands flying to his hair, gripping the short strands as he sucked on my clit, teeth grazing just enough to make me arch off the bed.

"Fuck, you taste good," he growled against me, the vibration humming through my core. Two thick fingers pushed inside, stretching me open, curling to stroke that sensitive spot deep within.

He pumped them steadily, his tongue flicking and swirling, building the pressure fast. The room filled with wet sounds, my juices coating his chin as I ground against his face, chasing the release.

It hit me like a wave, my pussy clenching around his fingers, thighs squeezing his head as I came with a choked cry. He didn't stop, licking me through it until I shuddered, oversensitive and panting.

Jade pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes dark with lust.

He stood, unbuckling his belt with quick, efficient movements, his cock springing free hard and veined, just as I'd remembered it throbbing inside me earlier. "Not done yet, sweetheart. Turn over."

I obeyed, hazy from the orgasm and booze, flipping onto my hands and knees. He hiked my skirt up, yanking my panties down to my thighs, and positioned himself behind me.

The head of his cock nudged my entrance, slick and ready, then he thrust in deep with one brutal stroke, bottoming out.

I bit my lip to muffle the moan, but he didn't hold back hips snapping forward, fucking me hard and fast, his hands gripping my ass to pull me back onto him.

"So tight, taking Daddy's cock like a good girl," he grunted, each word punctuated by a slap of skin.

The bed creaked under us, the risk of Catherine or anyone hearing making it all the more thrilling.

He reached around, fingers rubbing my clit in time with his thrusts, pushing me toward another edge.

I came again, walls fluttering around him, and that set him off he buried himself deep, groaning as he pumped hot spurts of cum into me, filling me up once more.

We collapsed forward, his weight pressing me into the mattress, both of us breathing ragged.

After a minute, he pulled out, a trickle of his seed leaking down my thigh. He helped me sit up, straightening my clothes with surprisingly gentle hands.

"Better? Now, let's get you back to the party before anyone misses us." As we slipped into the hallway, he leaned close, whispering,

"This isn't over. Come find me later." My pulse raced at the promise, wondering how much more I could take before the night unraveled completely.

I smoothed down my dress as we descended the stairs, the fabric clinging to my sweat dampened skin.

The party's thumping music and laughter filtered up from below, a stark contrast to the heavy silence between us. Jade's hand brushed my lower back, a possessive touch that sent fresh shivers through me.

My thighs ached from his rough thrusts, my pussy still throbbing with the echo of his cock stretching me wide just minutes ago.

Back in the crowded living room, Catherine spotted me immediately, her eyes narrowing as she handed me a fresh drink.

"Where'd you disappear to, Gabby? You look... flushed." I forced a laugh, sipping the cool liquid to steady myself. "Just needed some air. This party's intense."

She bought it, pulling me into a dance, but my gaze kept drifting to Jade across the room. He lounged against the bar, chatting with guests, his eyes locking onto mine with a predatory glint that made my core clench.

The night blurred on more drinks, grinding bodies on the makeshift dance floor, Catherine's arm slung around my shoulders as she ranted about her latest crush and how they were flowing.

But every brush of fabric against my sensitive nipples, every sway of my hips, reminded me of him of how he'd pinned me to the bed, his thick shaft pounding into me relentlessly, grunting as he filled me with his hot cum. I squeezed my legs together, the slickness between them growing anew.

Hours ticked by, the crowd thinning as people stumbled out or crashed on couches. Catherine finally yawned, declaring it bedtime.

"You crashing here, right?" she asked, already tipsy and oblivious. I nodded, my heart hammering. "Yeah, as promised wouldn't miss it." She hugged me goodnight and vanished upstairs, leaving me alone in the dimming lights.

That's when I slipped away, weaving through the remnants of the party toward the kitchen where I'd last seen him.

The door creaked open, and there he was Jade, pouring himself a nightcap, his shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal the hard planes of his chest. He turned, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Knew you'd come."

Before I could speak, he crossed the room in two strides, backing me against the counter. His mouth crashed onto mine, tongue invading with the taste of whiskey and dominance.

I moaned into the kiss, my hands fisting his shirt as he ground his hardening cock against my belly. "Been thinking about this all night," he growled, nipping my earlobe. "About bending you over and fucking you senseless again."

He spun me around, hiking up my dress with urgent hands. Cool air hit my bare ass I hadn't bothered with panties after the bedroom romp and his palm cracked against one cheek, the sting making me gasp.

"Spread your legs," he ordered, and I obeyed, arching back as his fingers delved between my thighs. He found me soaked, circling my clit before plunging two digits deep into my dripping pussy.

"So ready for me. You want my cock, don't you? Want me to rail this tight little hole until you scream."

"Yes," I whimpered, pushing back onto his hand. He chuckled darkly, withdrawing to free his throbbing length. The head nudged my entrance, teasing, before he slammed home in one brutal thrust.

I cried out, gripping the counter as he set a punishing rhythm, his hips snapping against my ass with wet, obscene slaps. Each drive stretched me, his girth hitting that spot inside that made stars burst behind my eyelids.

Jade's hand tangled in my hair, yanking my head back so he could claim my mouth again, swallowing my moans.

His other arm banded around my waist, fingers pinching my nipple through the thin fabric.

"That's it, take it all. Your pussy's gripping me like a vice milking my dick for every drop."Sweat slicked our bodies, the kitchen filling with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh, my juices coating his balls as they smacked against me.

He shifted, angling deeper, and I shattered orgasm ripping through me like fire, walls convulsing around his pistoning cock.

He didn't stop, fucking me through it, his breaths ragged. "Fuck, Gabriella, you're gonna make me cum." With a final, savage thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, flooding my pussy with thick ropes of semen.

We slumped together, panting, his forehead pressed to my shoulder.

After a moment, he pulled out, watching his seed trickle down my thighs with a satisfied smirk. "Go clean up," he murmured, tucking himself away.

"But remember this party's just getting started." My legs trembled as I straightened, the promise in his eyes igniting a dangerous hunger.