Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 8
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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
Her refusal made Tyler smirk coldly, releasing her generously and returning to his desk.
Before Emily could relax, he slid a stack of files over. “Handle these right now.”
She agreed, reaching for them, but walking rubbed her sensitive areas, making her gasp softly.
Tyler heard and tutted. “That eager already? Just from a touch?”
Emily tried to deny it but only managed broken sounds; her insides itched unbearably.
“Want it? Stay with me, and I’ll give it to you.” Tyler said calmly, though his hard length throbbed hotly in his pants from her noises.
Emily shook her head again. Tyler raised a brow. “You can say no, but you’ll handle those urgent files over there with this inside.”
He held an oval-shaped toy, pointing to the desk across from him.
“Okay...”
Seeing her comply, Tyler pulled her into his lap suddenly.
His cool fingers pressed against her soaked pants, rubbing her firmly, drawing a muffled groan from her.
She didn’t know why her body was so hypersensitive today; maybe from being with Chris and then Tyler, awakening something deeper?
His rock-hard length just pressing against her made her core hot and wet, leaking as if craving him inside.
Tyler took his time, sliding to her waist, untucking her shirt and unfastening her pants.
His cool touch gave her goosebumps, and she squirmed restlessly.
Her movements unsteady his breathing; he smacked her full curves hoarsely. “Stay still, or I’ll finish you right here!”
Emily froze, biting her lip against the itch as he stripped her pants and underwear.
“Tsk, you’re absolutely flooded.” He teased, stroking her wetness.
“Ah ... mmm...” She clamped her legs instinctively for relief, trapping his hand.
Feeling the warm slickness, Tyler breathed deeply, spreading her legs and sliding the toy into her flushed opening.
“Ah! Mmm ... mmm...”
The foreign sensation quickly turned pleasurable. He patted her bottom. “Go on, finish those files, and I’ll let you off.”
Her legs felt like jelly; knowing he wouldn’t let her dress, she stood shakily and wobbled to the opposite desk.
Her long blouse covered to her thighs, but drops of wetness trailed on the floor, making Tyler ache more.
As she sat, he switched on the toy.
The buzzing inside her warm folds vibrated wildly against her sensitive walls, making them writhe, only heightening her frustration instead of easing it.
Emily reached for the files desperately, but with the toy at max, her hands shook too much to hold them.
“Mmm ... ah ... Ty ... Tyler ... mmm ... please ... please let me go, mmm...”
Tyler admired her desperate, pitiful state: red-rimmed eyes, innocent yet seductive, bare below, her core pulsing and dripping, legs glistening.
He walked over, lifted her onto his desk.
Emily yelped in surprise, then clenched from the cold surface, more fluid flowing out.
“Touch yourself for me, and I’ll spare you.”
He said it casually, sitting back in his chair, looking aloof except for the bulge in his pants betraying him.
Tormented by the toy, Emily just wanted escape, so she lay back on the wide desk, legs spread wide toward him in shame.
Her trembling hand went straight to her heated core, no prelude, fingers pushing the toy deeper.
“Ah!”
It hit her most sensitive inner spot, making her cry out in sharp pleasure that melted any man’s resolve.
“That’s not enough. Use your other hand on your chest, and say something tempting. Beg me to take you hard.”
Emily flushed deeply but complied.
She unbuttoned her blouse, the bow falling aside, then undid her bra, letting her full breasts spill out.
One hand kneaded the hard peaks clumsily, the other thrust in and out of her core.
“Mmm ... so much wetness flowing out ... mmm ... it itches so bad ... needs something big ... needs your strength to fill me ... take me...”
At some point, Tyler had wheeled closer under the desk, suit impeccable except for his exposed, purple-hard length, the picture of refined indulgence.
He pulled her toward him, and she slid down, her core landing perfectly onto his throbbing shaft.
“Ah—!”
His size not only thick but long, it pushed the toy right to her deepest point.
Her legs draped over the armrests, lips stretched thin.
He felt like plunging into a warm spring, her fluids bubbling around him.
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