Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 45
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 45 - 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
“Sir, I’m sorry, but you can’t break the rules like that...”
The flight attendant wouldn’t budge, so Chris had to let go of Emily. She quickly pulled up her pants, her face burning with embarrassment, and hurried into the bathroom to wipe away the sticky wetness between her legs.
Before she could even lock the door, someone pushed it open from outside. In an instant, Chris’s tall frame squeezed into the tiny space, and he locked it behind him with lightning speed.
“Chris, you...”
She didn’t need to ask what he wanted, because he showed her right away.
He pressed her against the sink, unbuttoned her top, and exposed her full breasts in the mirror. From behind, she arched her bare, peachy bottom, her soaked panties yanked down to reveal the rosy slit between her thighs, which he thrust into over and over with his thick cock.
Maybe it was the cramped bathroom, or perhaps the plane’s turbulence making her queasy, but this time the sex felt more unpleasant than ever before.
Her mind wandered, and she couldn’t help thinking about Theo, who must be up by now, wondering where she was. Her phone was off, so what was he feeling...
“Emily, does that feel good?”
Chris wasn’t happy with her distraction, so he slammed hard into her sweet spot. She cried out in pleasure just as the plane jolted, sending her stumbling forward and nearly falling.
At the same moment, the announcement came over the speakers, warning of turbulence and telling everyone to buckle up, stay in their seats, and avoid using the bathrooms.
Chris was too caught up in the moment to care, but soon enough, a crew member knocked on the door.
He still didn’t want to stop, until Emily spoke up softly, pleading, “Chris, I don’t feel well. I think I’m getting airsick. Let’s go back out and finish on the ground, okay...”
He gritted his teeth, not wanting to upset her, so he held back his urges, tucked his unsatisfied erection away, and endured the discomfort bulging in his pants.
During the agonizing ride, Chris eyed Emily, the one he’d almost tasted three times without satisfaction, and a wicked idea formed in his mind.
After leaving the airport, the taxi passed palm-lined beaches and a village of low wooden houses scattered about. By nearly noon, they arrived at the seaside resort.
The place was more like a villa hotel, blending tropical island vibes with an Eastern zen feel, backed by forests and facing the ocean, which left Emily in awe.
It was off-season, so the hotel felt empty and serene, like a paradise.
Chris picked up the key card his friend had reserved for him at the front desk, then led Emily through winding paths past pavilions and ponds to a standalone villa with its own pool and garden.
She didn’t dare ask the price, since she wasn’t paying anyway.
He swiped the card, but the door wouldn’t open.
“The front desk mentioned the power might not be on yet, so it’ll take a bit,” he explained calmly, guiding her to the open-air lounge nearby. He poured her a glass of lemonade. “Let’s relax here for now.”
“Okay...”
Emily sat on the long fabric sofa, cup in hand, her bright eyes sparkling as she curiously took in the garden and pool outside.
The cushion dipped beside her, then shifted as Chris settled in close.
“Still feeling airsick?” He brushed her messy hair back gently, gazing at her with tenderness.
“I’m ... fine now...”
She gripped her pants nervously, his warm breath lingering at her ear.
She glanced shyly at him, taking in his strong nose and full lips against his tanned skin, all so alluring.
Their eyes met suddenly in his intense gaze, and she looked away, blushing.
They’d hooked up intensely a few times, but they’d never really talked or flirted like this.
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