Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 24
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 24 - In the sultry shadows of desire, innocent Emily lusts after her roommate's hunky boyfriend, igniting a wildfire of forbidden passion. One drunken night unleashes a torrent of ecstasy as she's ravished by his massive cock, but it's only the beginning.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Slut Wife MaleDom Rough Spanking PonyGirl Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
Emily suddenly realized that the pair of small hands, which had been flailing just moments before, were now clamped firmly over her mouth, desperate to stifle even the tiniest sound.
The porridge was just right for her upper mouth, warm and soothing, but her lower one could only endure the scalding heat, making her shiver involuntarily.
He scooped the steaming porridge into the cold metal spoon and eased it toward her still-dry entrance.
At first, the spoon barely reached the opening, so Tyler took his time, using his long fingers to part her folds gently and push the porridge deeper, bit by bit.
The intrusion felt uncomfortable at first, and she instinctively spread her legs wider without thinking, an action that only made his cock swell even harder with desire.
As soon as his fingers slipped inside, the velvety walls seemed to come alive, wrapping around them in a tight, eager embrace.
But Tyler pulled them out without hesitation and slid another spoonful of porridge in.
Whether from the warmth of the porridge or the relentless touch of his fingers, it didn’t take long for her to start clenching and releasing, spilling her slick arousal that mingled with the heat, turning his fingers slick as if they were submerged in a hot spring. Each stir brought a soft, wet squelch that echoed faintly.
The sound mortified her, flushing her cheeks crimson as she shook her head furiously, managing only fractured whimpers through her muffled lips.
Tyler knew then that the spoon could go in.
The cool metal met the warm porridge as it pressed against her inner walls, the bizarre contrast of hot and cold making her muscles clench and suck at the hard edge.
Apparently that wasn’t enough for him; even as she gripped it tight, he added two fingers alongside it.
They parted the layers of soft flesh, then swirled around the spoon inside her, flipping it over until every last drop of porridge had been swallowed up by her depths.
She lay there, toyed with like this, her hands still pressed to her mouth while her body tensed in exquisite strain, producing even more of that slippery wetness than usual.
It seeped from her plump lips, trickling down her rounded cheeks and soaking the nightgown beneath her in moments.
But her body craved more than this teasing; she began to squeeze her thighs together instinctively, as if that could quell the growing ache, only making the pressure build tighter.
Tyler leaned in close to her ear with a soft tsk. “Do you want it?”
Her face burned at the question, shame flooding her so fiercely that she couldn’t bring herself to nod, no matter how she felt.
He wasn’t in any rush, though. He kept feeding the porridge into her while his fingers danced over her hardening clit, flicking and circling it with deliberate pressure.
“If you want it, just say so. I’ll give it to you.”
Tears welled in her eyes as she whimpered, her legs clamping down harder until his fingers were nearly trapped. Tyler sighed in mock exasperation, his voice dropping low. “All right, then. Be a good girl and finish your porridge, and I’ll leave you alone.”
Relief washed over her like a lifeline; she nodded frantically.
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