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WARNING: mature content ahead. If you are below 18years, please abstain from reading this story. If you find the content unsuitaitable for you, don't continue reading. DARK DESIRES: Forbidden romance stories is a collection of short steamy stories. Let's explore those toe-curling sensations together. Forbidden things tend to be more fun, right? if you agree with me, join me in this journey. NB: This work is not a sole creation but a partnership between two authors. Author Winnie Wamae and Redbutterfly

Chapter 1 Sera 1

I was bored and I needed an outlet. Without anything to do, the evening was getting longer than it was supposed to be.

I scrolled through the channels for the umpteenth time trying to find anything enticing to watch but... nothing could catch my attention.

Being a Saturday, my schedule would always be packed before but not today. Today was unusual and I could hardly remember the last weekend I had all to myself.

After breaking up with Tony, my ex boyfriend, weekends scared me because they were lonely and brought back so many memories. Memories I wanted to forget.

I was so used to spending my weekends with him but after he chose to move to another city, everything went down the hill.

I was never one to do long distance relationships because, as weird as it sounded, I loved sex and I was faithful. So when he informed me about his decision to move, a decision he made without consulting me, I proposed for a breakup and he readily agreed.

Ironical coming from a man who had promised me eternity. Yeah. We were almost getting married after being together for years.

For a week, I blamed myself for making an abrupt decision wishing that I could go to him and apologise. I was almost buying the plane ticket until I learned that he moved away with my best friend Linda, and all of a sudden, things started to add up.

Turns out he wanted to move to another city with another woman. And my bff at that! What an idiot I was.

I couldn't imagine that he was dicking the both of us at the same time.

And Linda! That bitch!

Apparently, I was never part of his plans for the future.

Learning the truth stung like a bee sting. Or even worse. After all, Tony and I had dated for five years. Five fucking good years! What an arse!

I always envisioned our future together. You know, married, children and having sex all over the house. On the couch, on the kitchen counter, in the laundry room atop the machine, in the bathtub as we soaked, in the shower, on the bed in all positions and such. There was no denying the fact that Tony was a good dick and he gave it to me the way I liked it: rough.

But alas! Reality smacked me on the face as it laughed at me. It had all been my wishful thinking. What a bummer, right?

Tossing the remote aside after I couldn't get anything to catch my fancy on the TV, I took out my phone and went to one porn site I found myself visiting frequently after Tony left.

I am a sex addict, that's no secret, and finding someone who matched my cravings was hard.

Tony always knew how to handle me well and I guess that's why we managed to date for so long.

Typing the URL, it loaded immediately and I clicked on the first video I laid my eyes on.

The sound of a woman moaning loudly echoed through the living room of my house as her fingers rubbed her pussy.

Seeing her like that had me wet in an instant.

I sat well in bed ready for a self service session. I deserved it.

I was a sex kink and any sex video, be it a lesbian video, a gay video or even straight as long as there were Ds and Vs, always got me off.

I knew that if I didn't burn some steam tonight, I would never get a wink of sleep.

I lubed my fingers with my saliva and then started slowly by rubbing my clit.

Oh, yes. That feeling of wanting to come undone but I wasn't there yet.

I watched the lady on the video as she slowly started becoming wet and inserted two fingers in her tight pussy and I followed the motion.

I closed my eyes when I hit my g-spot and moaned.

Oh, yes. That was the feeling I was looking for.

I used one hand to fuck myself while the other hand rubbed my clit. I was far too gone and I was already stimulated that I didn't want to look at the girl pleasing herself and me.

"Wow! You are so sexy when you are horny," a deep mellow voice said and I was startled from my private moment and when I opened my eyes, there was Klaus in all his glory.

Klaus was... a man that I would not mind bedding me and now that he had cut my moment short and I still needed a release, I decided to see if he would help me.

"Klaus, what are you doing here? Did you get lost?" I asked him in a sensual voice with my fingers still rubbing my clit slowly and sensually.

I parted my legs more and left nothing to imagination and I saw his gaze turn red.

"Aren't you afraid of me? Aren't you even ashamed?" He asked me in a small croaky voice and I could tell that he was just curious at my brazenness and didn't mean anything bad by it.

"Why should I be ashamed? Is sex something to be ashamed about?

Why don't you come and help me? You interrupted me before I could cum," I teased as I licked the fingers that were teasing my clit leaving my V there for him to stare at and admire.

I knew that I was beautiful down there because a few had said it.

Yes, I loved sex and it wasn't anything I was ashamed about.

"Are you seducing me?" He asked and I could see the desire in his eyes.

"Will you allow me to seduce you?" I teased as I used a finger to fuck myself and that had him beside me in a jiffy.

"You are so bad," he said as he held my hand, stopping me from fingering myself.

"I know and yet here you are," I teased as I licked my lips.

I could tell that I had him undone.

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