Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 55
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 55 - 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’s eyes flew open in shock. It was Dr. Crowe, someone she’d only met once without exchanging a single word, the guy who seemed so upright and serious, and a friend of Chris’s no less. How could he be the one assaulting her?
“Dr. Crowe, you ... let me go...”
While she sat there stunned, he kept thrusting his thick length inside her, drawing out sweet, breathless moans as she pleaded in broken gasps. “Ooh ... no ... Dr. Crowe ... you can’t fuck me ... stop pounding my pussy, ahh! I’m ... I’m Chris’s...”
He laughed coldly while relentlessly driving into her. “Since you’re riding my cock and moaning like that, why pretend to be so pure? Chris isn’t satisfying you, is he? Strutting around poolside with your ass up in that skimpy suit, you’re basically begging for someone to take you.”
“No, that’s not it ... ooh ... ah, ha! Dr. Crowe, please, stop ... I have a boyfriend ... don’t fuck me anymore, ahh!”
Tears welled up as she cried out in pleasure, her mind rejecting it all while her body reveled in the thrill. Getting taken by her boyfriend’s friend felt so wrong, yet the forbidden rush only heightened everything. How could she be this depraved?
“Don’t want it? Ha, look at how desperate you are. One touch and you’re calling me hubby, begging for it. I think you’ve got some kind of nympho condition. Don’t ignore the symptoms; let me give you a proper checkup and cure it with my cock.”
“Ooh ... ha, ah ha, Dr. Crowe, no ... it’s too thick, ahh, hitting my sweet spot ... you’re gonna ruin me...”
He seemed obsessed with the “cock cure” bit, pounding her deeper with each stroke while demanding more. “Slut! No more lying with your mouth! Say it, say you want me to fuck you! Admit your pussy’s itching bad and needs Dr. Crowe to fix it. Beg me to take you!”
Today, he was determined to use his size to teach this vixen to own her rawest desires without shame.
Helping women drop the pretense felt like doing a good deed in his book.
“No ... please! Ooh...” She was already lost in ecstasy, her mind foggy as she bounced up and down on him, instinctively working his shaft for more pleasure, her full breasts jiggling wildly in his face. Yet she clung to some shred of fidelity. “We really can’t ... ah, ahh! Emily has a boyfriend, can’t let anyone else have her...”
He pushed her flat on the bed, hooking one leg over his waist for better leverage, then pinched her swollen clit while growling. “Beg me now! Talk dirty, let loose, and if you please me enough, I’ll stop. Otherwise, I’ll wreck this bitch’s hole and fill you up until you’re carrying my kid!”
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