Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 68
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 68 - 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.
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There, it hit her he wasn’t joking; he needed her arm to walk.
They hit the ER line, and while waiting, her concern mounted. Theo, though, had calmed from initial panic, flashing a relaxed smile to reassure her. “Sis, I’ll be fine. If I go blind, maybe I skip that far-off trip and stick with you forever. Sounds pretty great.”
“What are you talking about!”
She squeezed his hand, glancing at his profile: high brow, thick black lashes, unfocused eyes giving him an oddly captivating allure.
Without thinking, she stroked his hair, the soft strands feeling like petting a wolfhound, fierce yet endearing.
He let her for a few seconds before dodging with a grin. “Sis, you’re naughty!”
“How so?”
“Can’t just pat a guy’s head like that.”
“Why not?” She reached to pull him in.
“Stunts your growth.” He evaded.
“You? You’re already tall enough ... how tall are you?”
“Six one.” He pouted. “Still growing.”
“Over six feet and counting? Gotta be center in basketball?”
“Girls’ ideal guy’s six two, right? One inch short.”
“...”
No reply from her, and blind to her expression, he added, “Don’t worry about me towering; I can lift you for standing stuff.”
“Shush!” This kid, spouting nonsense in a place as solemn as a hospital.
He pressed on. “Next time with a mirror, like holding a baby to pee; I’ve got it planned—”
Spotting the doctor approaching, she lunged to cover his mouth. Theo, sightless but restless, pushed back, his hand landing squarely on her breast.
The soft bounce tempted him; what started as a shove turned to a grope, fingers kneading boldly as he feigned innocence. “Huh? What’s this? Feels amazing.”
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