Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 64
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 64 - 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
“Me ... seduce you?”
Her eyes bulged in denial. “I didn’t ... I wouldn’t ... How can you say that? Last night it was clearly ... it was...”
What exactly?
Her memory cut off after searching for Chris.
Vague bits surfaced: him assaulting her, or her assaulting him? The more she pondered, the more tangled it got, like some philosophical mess of who violated whom.
Flashes of explicit moments made her heart race with unease.
Travis’s mind churned with over-the-top recollections too, his brow creasing as he pieced together that last night’s encounter wasn’t straightforward. Had this seemingly delicate woman actually slapped him?
And his nipple ached.
He wasn’t inexperienced; he could guess the gist.
If she denied the seduction, fine; he wouldn’t argue with some random girl. A quick call to his assistant, and Emily was whisked to the hospital for a full exam, followed by an investigation into who’d drugged his drink.
Treated like a suspect, she was stripped and checked thoroughly, forced to take a morning-after pill, and grilled for hours before release. Apparently, Travis found no proof, chalking their night up to coincidence.
Finally cleared, she stumbled out, head spinning, and checked her phone: floods of messages from Chris asking where she was.
She called back, mumbling. “I’m ... fine. Just hungover, woke up with a headache.”
Back at the hotel, Chris noticed her off-color face and pressed gently. “Emily, what happened? I didn’t expect the party to get that wild; everyone scattered, and I couldn’t find you. Did something go wrong?”
“I’m ... okay...”
She avoided his eyes, unsure how to face him. Luckily, he got called away soon after, giving her space to process.
Dragging her to that chaotic event had led to this mess, but she couldn’t pin blame: Chris’s oversight, her own carelessness, or Travis’s recklessness?
Figuring out fault seemed pointless anyway. Last night, no one was in their right mind. As long as Chris stayed in the dark, she kept quiet, and Travis left her alone, it could fade like a forgotten dream.
Better to move on, focus on her online store and live streams for income.
Yet a suppressed thought kept surfacing: Travis ... felt so damn good.
Recalling it, the sensation stood apart from anything with Chris, like discovering a whole new flavor.
Whether from the party’s fumes messing with her head, the unique texture and veins on his length, or just his looks and vibe drawing her in, he lingered in her thoughts.
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