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Mid night convenient IV

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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-03-02 19:29:19

The lake’s icy water laps at my bare skin as I’m suspended in a harness of coarse ropes, my wrists and ankles bound, body hovering just above the surface. Moonlight fractures on the ripples, casting my naked form in a thousand shifting reflections.

Elias, masked and shirtless, stands waist-deep in the shallows, his gloved hands gripping the ropes that keep me dangling like an offering. The coven lines the shore, their black robes stark against the pale sand, their masked faces watching as the
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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Creamed & wet II

    The third session started differently.John had texted her at lunch:Bring your helmet and shoulder pads. Nothing else.Mary’s stomach flipped the entire drive. When she pulled up to the field, the stadium-style floodlights were on, bathing the turf in bright white. The goalposts glowed like silver gates. John stood at the 50-yard line in his old college jersey and gray sweatpants, a single long-snapping dummy set up at the 30.He didn’t say hello.He just crooked a finger.She walked to him barefoot, helmet tucked under one arm, shoulder pads dangling from her fingers. The night air was warm and thick with the smell of fresh-cut grass. When she reached him, he took the gear from her hands and dropped it on the turf.“Strip to the pads,” he said quietly.Mary peeled off her sundress in one motion. No bra, no panties just smooth skin and the soft clack of plastic as John helped her slide the shoulder pads over her head. The hard plastic cups framed her breasts perfectly, leaving them e

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Creamed & wet I (F**ked by my coach)

    Mary had always loved football. From the moment she laced up her cleats in pee-wee league, the thrill of the gridiron had been her escape. Now, at 22, she was chasing her dream on a semi-pro women's team, but she knew she needed extra edge. That's why she hired Coach John—a retired pro quarterback with a reputation for turning raw talent into stars. His private sessions were intense, held at a secluded field on the outskirts of town, away from prying eyes.On their first evening, the sun dipped low, casting golden hues over the turf. Mary arrived in her workout gear: tight shorts that hugged her athletic thighs and a fitted tank top that accentuated her toned arms and the subtle curve of her breasts. John, 35 and still built like he could throw a 50-yard pass, greeted her with a firm handshake. His eyes lingered a second too long on her form, but Mary dismissed it as coach's appraisal."Alright, Mary, let's see your footwork," John said, his voice deep and commanding. He set up cones

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Locker Room Property IV

    They’ve turned the strength cage into a torture rack.Thick nylon lifting straps have been looped over the highest pull-up bar and knotted into suspension cuffs.Two more straps hang from the squat-rack crossbeam like stirrups.The entire setup sits dead center under the locker room, lit by one brutal overhead floodlight.I walk in at 9:14 p.m. already naked, thighs slick, nipples raw from six nights of abuse.My cunt is swollen shut from the whirlpool, but it still pulses at the sight of what they’ve built.Jace doesn’t speak.He just points upward.Marcus and Riley lift me like I weigh nothing.Suspension cuffs snap around my wrists.The straps hoist me until I’m dangling, toes barely brushing the ground, arms crucified high and wide.Stirrups lock around my ankles and yank my legs apart until I’m spread in a perfect, helpless X, pussy and ass gaping open, body swinging gently in the air.Eight swimmers circle beneath me, cocks hard and dripping.Jace steps between my spread thighs

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Locker Room Property III

    They’ve turned the entire springboard platform into a sex rig.The tall 3-meter diving board has been unbolted from the pool deck and dragged into the locker room.They’ve removed the fulcrum, locked the board horizontal, and bolted heavy steel eye-rings along its length.Four thick bungee cords the elastic rebound cords used for dry-land training now stretch from the tip of the board down to floor anchors, turning the whole thing into a giant, violent trampoline.I see it and my cunt clenches so hard a trickle of last night’s cum leaks down my thigh.They strip me the second I step inside.Jace and Marcus lift me bodily onto the board.I’m laid on my back along the fiberglass, arms stretched overhead and cuffed to the tip, legs spread eagle and locked to the sides so I’m completely open, tits bouncing with every breath, pussy and ass hanging slightly off the end where the board curves upward.The bungees are pulled tight; the board vibrates under me like a living thing.“Rule tonight

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Locker Room Property II

    Tonight they’ve dragged two heavy starting blocks from the poolside into the center of the tiled locker room and bolted them to the floor, side by side, six inches apart.The slanted platforms glint under the lights like altars built for sacrifice.Jace rips my team hoodie off before I even clear the doorway.My shorts and panties follow, gone in one yank.I’m naked, shivering, pussy already swollen and leaking from the memory of last night.They shove me forward until my shins hit the blocks.“Up.”I climb onto the first block on all fours, knees on the rough non-slip surface, palms gripping the edge.The angle forces my ass high, back arched, cunt and asshole completely exposed.Cold metal clicks around my ankles, spreader cuffs chained to the block bolts so I can’t close my legs.Wrists next, cuffed to the front legs of the second block so I’m stretched across both platforms like a bridge.The position is obscene.Tits hanging, nipples grazing the cold metal, holes open and helples

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Locker Room Property I

    The second the final whistle blew, the entire men’s swim team turned to me.I’d lost the bet.Badly.Eight, nights.Eight starting swimmers.I belonged to them after every single practice until the conference meet ended.Coach had already left. The natatorium lights were half-off, the pool still rippling under the high windows. Chlorine hung thick in the air, mixed with the raw smell of male sweat and victory..They circled me like sharks.Captain Jace, six-four, shoulders carved from years of butterfly, stepped forward first..“Strip, Manager.”My hands shook, but I peeled the team polo over my head. Sports bra next. Then the shorts and panties. Eight pairs of eyes devoured every inch of skin I exposed.I stood naked in the middle of the tiled locker-room floor, nipples already hard from the cold and the fear-laced thrill.Jace nodded to the low wooden bench in front of the lockers.“On your back. Legs open.”I obeyed. The bench was narrow, my ass barely fitting, thighs spread wide,

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Blood Oath III

    I thought he’d leave after last night. I thought maybe, just maybe, I’d get a moment to breathe. But he didn’t. He stayed close, watching me like a predator with prey, waiting for the perfect moment.That moment came in the kitchen.I was making coffee, trying to pretend like everything was normal,

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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Blood Oath II

    The next day I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Every step I took, every time I sat down, I felt the ache he left inside me. My body was still humming from how rough he had been, how shamelessly he took me like I was already his to use whenever he wanted.I thought it was over—just some crazy mista

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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Sex with my classmate -- 5

    I was sprawled across the sheets, chest heaving, thighs shaking uncontrollably. My body felt used, wrecked, but still tingling with that awful, aching need.Kevin leaned over me, his palm sliding possessively over my ass. “Look at you,” he muttered with a satisfied grin. “Cum dripping down your thi

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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Blood Oath IV

    The way he kept me pinned down felt like there was no escape, and the scary part was—I didn’t want one. His hand clamped around my jaw, forcing my head back, his teeth grazing the soft line of my throat before he sank them into my skin hard enough to leave me gasping.“Mine,” he growled, his voice

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