Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 67
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 67 - 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 wrestled to grab her bra back. “No way! Theo, stop messing around, give it here...”
“Why not? Your shirt’s not see-through at all; no one’s spotting your nipples without it.”
“But ... they’ll poke through.” She felt like crying. “People will notice the outline.” With breasts this size, any hint of hardness under the fabric would draw stares for sure.
“Fine, how about a compromise? Just use nipple covers to keep them flat.”
“You ... if you want to see me without one, I’ll show you right now. Why out in public?” What kind of middle ground was that?
“Yeah, but seeing it here has its own vibe, and out there it’s a whole different thrill. You need to spice up your life a bit, sis.”
“Enough! I’m not expanding my kinky horizons!”
“How’s that kinky? Going braless with covers is totally normal.” He said it straight-faced, like he was giving solid advice. “Even if they show a little and someone notices, no shame in it. Remember that news about a president’s daughter at some summit, going without? That’s ... yeah, female empowerment, owning your body unapologetically. I’m just helping you embrace that liberated mindset.”
She pinched the bulge in his pants hard. “Oh, now you’re the expert? Think I’m some country bumpkin who doesn’t know feminism? True empowerment’s choosing to show if I want, not getting forced by a high schooler to go commando. That’s just creepy control!”
“Ha...” He winced and laughed. “Ow ... easy, sis, don’t break my prize possession. It’s gotta keep making you happy. Ah, seriously, stop or I’ll be out of commission!”
She finally gave in, applying the covers to tame her nipples before slipping on the shirt without a bra. A quick mirror check confirmed the fabric hid everything as they headed out.
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