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My therapy -- 3

Auteur: Abby
last update Date de publication: 2026-01-13 23:56:19

I laid there for twenty minutes.

Cuffed. Used. Denied.

His come was drying on my skin. My body was twitching, still burning for a release he refused to give me.

And he never looked back.

Just walked out like he didn’t break me.

I should’ve left. I should’ve screamed. I should’ve hated him.

But all I did was wait.

And when he finally returned—calm, collected, with a bottle of water in one hand and a smug smirk—I hated how my body throbbed for him again.

“You’re quiet now,” he said, setting the w
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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    SEX CLUB 1

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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Hardcore with my babysitter 4

    morning crept in slow and golden through the big kitchen windows. The house still smelled faintly of last night’s popcorn and sex. Ava and Mia were already up, moving around the island in nothing but tiny tank tops and panties, making coffee and pancakes like this was the most normal weekend ever.Ava’s auburn hair was piled messily on her head, her full ass peeking out every time she reached for something high. Mia’s blonde ponytail swung as she danced a little to the music playing from her phone, the thin strap of her camisole slipping off one shoulder.I walked in wearing just my boxers, morning wood already straining from the sight of them. They both turned, eyes lighting up.“Morning, stud,” Ava said, licking batter off her finger in a way that was definitely not innocent.Mia grinned, poured me coffee, and pressed her body against mine while handing it over. “Sleep okay on the couch after we wrecked you?”I took the mug, set it down untouched, and pulled her in for a slow kiss.

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Hardcore with my babysitter 3

    Saturday morning light poured through Ava’s bedroom windows. We had barely slept, just dozed between rounds, bodies tangled in her sheets. I woke up to her mouth on my cock, slow and teasing, until I was hard and aching again. She climbed on top, rode me reverse until she came twice, then let me flip her over and finish deep inside her from behind.Afterward we lay there sweaty and satisfied, her head on my chest.“I have an idea,” she said suddenly, tracing circles on my stomach with her fingernail. “My best friend Mia is coming over this afternoon. She’s been dying to meet you.”I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”Ava grinned, wicked and beautiful. “She knows everything. I told her what happened last night. She wants in.”My cock twitched against her thigh at the thought.“You serious?”“Dead serious.” She sat up, auburn hair falling over her bare tits. “We’ve shared everything since middle school. Why not you?”By two o’clock the doorbell rang. Ava bounced downstairs in tiny denim short

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Hardcore with my babysitter 2

    Ava was still trembling when I finally pulled out of her, cum running down her thighs in thick streams. She turned over on the couch, cheeks flushed, green eyes glassy with satisfaction and hunger. She reached up, tugged my hand, and gave me that wicked little smile.“Come shower with me,” she whispered. “I want to feel you all over me again.”I didn’t argue.She led me upstairs, bare feet silent on the carpet, my T-shirt still the only thing she wore. The house was dark and quiet, parents thousands of miles away. Her bathroom was huge, all marble and glass, with a walk-in shower big enough for four people.Ava turned the water on hot, steam filling the room fast. She peeled the T-shirt off and stepped under the spray, water cascading over her curves, running pink trails through the mess between her legs. She looked back at me, crooking her finger.I stripped and joined her.The water felt incredible on my skin, but having her slick, naked body pressed against mine was better. We star

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Hardcore with my babysitter 1

    My name is Ethan, twenty-one, broke college sophomore who needed cash fast. Babysitting wasn’t exactly on my radar, but when the ad popped up—generous pay, easy hours, live-in option for weekends I answered. The parents, Mr. and Mrs. Harper, both high-powered lawyers, traveled constantly. Their only daughter, Ava, was supposedly “almost grown,” a senior in high school who just needed someone around the house when they were gone.I met Ava the day I interviewed. She opened the door in tiny sleep shorts and an oversized hoodie, long auburn hair messy like she’d just woken up, green eyes sharp and curious. Eighteen, curvy in all the right places, with a smile that felt way too knowing for someone still in high school. The parents barely noticed how she looked at me—lingering, sizing me up—because they were already late for a flight. . .That first weekend they were away, it was just us in their huge, quiet house.Friday night. Ava said she was going to study, disappeared upstairs. I cra

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Own me Dr. John III

    The on-call room door shut behind us with a soft snick that sounded louder than it should in the empty corridor.John flicked the lock, then turned to me, the dim red exit light catching the sharp line of his jaw.He didn’t say anything at first. He just reached into the locker beside the bunk and pulled out a small black bag.The zipper rasped open, and my breath caught.Inside lay things I’d only ever seen in private browser tabs: a sleek silicone vibrator, curved just right; a set of steel cuffs lined with soft leather; a bottle of lube that gleamed under the low light; a thin, flexible crop.He set them on the narrow mattress one by one, deliberate, like he was laying out surgical instruments.My pulse hammered so hard I could feel it between my legs.“Strip,” he said quietly.I peeled off the ruined scrub top and let it fall. My bra followed. Then the pants. I stood there in nothing but goosebumps and want.John stepped close, cupped my chin, tilted my face up.“You trust me?” he

  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Hotel room 2

    My legs were trembling. My throat was raw. And my pussy—my poor, overstretched pussy—was still dripping everything he’d poured into me.But he wasn’t done.He grabbed my wrists and untied them slowly, almost gently. My arms dropped, limp from how hard he’d used me.“You okay?” he asked, voice lower

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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    Soaked & spread -- 4

    “I’m not done with you,” he growled.I was still catching my breath, back against the wall, legs shaking, thighs sticky with sweat and cum and rain his cum leaking from both holes, still warm, still thick.But he didn’t give me time to recover.He pulled me down with him onto the wet ground.Back a

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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    My best friend's dad II

    I woke up sore.Between my thighs, everywhere. Every part of me ached in the most delicious way. The sheets smelled like him — woodsy cologne and sweat and sex. My thighs were sticky. My lips swollen. My pussy used.And I loved it.But reality snapped back.Zoey.She was just a room down the hall.

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  • DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA    pool party IV (Up Against the Wall)

    He looked down at me a wet, ruined mess on my knees and something shifted in his eyes.Something darker.Something hungrier.“Get up,” he ordered, voice thick, low, wrecked.I stood, shaky and soaked, my legs barely steady. He grabbed my wrist, yanked me toward the back of the locker room, right in

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