Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 76
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 76 - 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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He just stared, unmoving.
He flashed to the video his subordinate had sent: Riley on her knees for another man, plugged and clamped, ass wiggling as she begged like a bitch in heat.
Unsatisfied with him, she’d cheated.
Disappointment, pain, humiliation, wounded pride ... he couldn’t name the mess inside.
And Emily? Pure lust, he admitted. He was no animal; he could leash his urges if he chose. Question was, did he want to?
Now she offered herself, smiling warmly, pleading, her dewy eyes an open invitation to indulgence.
“General King ... fuck me ... take me...”
She gazed adoringly, voice turning needy and bold. Travis marveled at her nerve after his cold shoulder; how could she bare herself like this?
Grasping his still hand, she guided it to her chest, pressing him to knead the soft mound. The contact ignited her, core flooding with heat, nerves firing wildly.
It had to be him now; no other cock could scratch both itches.
Turns out the fiercest drive started in the mind, not the body.
“I want you ... General King ... touch it ... it misses you so much...”
Enchanted, she tugged her pants open, slipping his palm inside her panties. His broad hand enveloped her slick, juicy folds; the thrill outdid solo play, shuddering through her.
Then, in a flash, he yanked free.
Bracing for rejection, she gasped as his arm hooked her knee, scooping her bridal-style and striding to the bedroom.
Thank you for wanting me this much.
The thought looped as he carried her.
He lived disciplined, rarely crossed. Now, her fervent pursuit awakened something dormant, a spark of raw maleness he’d never felt so alive.
Pants shed, condom ripped open, no more delay. He stripped her black leggings, aligning his swollen tip with her drenched entrance.
The firm head parted her flushed lips, teasing the rim, her walls fluttering greedily to draw him in. Desire peaked for her.
“Come in, General King ... shove your cock deep; it’s aching, don’t tease ... fuck me hard.” She spread her pale, lithe legs wide, baring herself, voice breaking in needy sobs.
He knelt unhurried on the bed, leaning over to bunch her top and sports bra at her collarbone, freeing her pale, lush breasts to jiggle into view.
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