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SHE TAUGHT ME EVERYTHING (2)

Author: Trisha Knox
last update publish date: 2026-05-06 18:13:16

Her apartment is exactly what I imagined. Warm and elegant, filled with art and soft lighting and furniture that invites you to sink in and stay awhile.

Vivian opens the door in a flowing satin robe, her hair loose around her shoulders. She looks at me standing in the hallway in my carefully chosen dress, my carefully applied makeup, my carefully constructed courage, and smiles.

"You came."

"I almost didn't." My voice shakes slightly. "I walked around the block three times before I could make m
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  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE TWINS (3)

    By the time they finally removed the soft blindfold from my eyes, I'd completely lost count of how many times I'd come, how many times they'd switched places, how many wrong guesses I'd made and right guesses I'd stumbled into purely by random chance.I blinked in the sudden light, my eyes adjusting slowly to reveal two identical gorgeous faces hovering directly above me with matching expressions of satisfied possessiveness.Dark hair, sharp cheekbones, knowing smiles that were perfect mirror images of each other.They were completely indistinguishable, even now that I could finally see them both clearly with my own eyes."Still can't tell us apart?" one of them asked with obvious amusement, brushing sweaty hair from my face."You're completely identical," I said weakly, my voice hoarse from all the screaming I'd done tonight."How am I ever supposed to tell the difference between you?" "You're not supposed to," the other admitted with a satisfied smile, trailing his fingers lazily do

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE TWINS (2)

    I switched between them blindly in the darkness, taking first one cock and then the other into my eager mouth, trying desperately to find some difference that would let me tell them apart.But they were perfectly identical in every way that mattered, the same impressive thickness stretching my lips, the same generous length pushing toward my throat, the same salty taste of precum coating my eager tongue as I worked them both.I hollowed my cheeks around one while stroking the other, then switched positions, over and over again, hoping my lips or tongue would somehow detect some distinguishing feature."She can't tell us apart at all," one of them observed with obvious satisfaction, his voice thick with arousal."Even with her mouth wrapped around us, she has absolutely no idea which brother she's sucking off right now." "Let's see if her pussy can tell the difference between us," the other suggested with dark amusement, and strong hands lifted me from my knees effortlessly and carried

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE TWINS (1)

    The blindfold was his idea, but I was the one who said yes without a moment of hesitation when he proposed it during our second date.Stefan had been upfront about his particular kink from the moment we matched on the exclusive dating app that catered to people with specific desires.He wanted to play games, he said. Sensory games.Trust games. Games that would push my boundaries and make me surrender control in ways I'd never experienced before with any other partner.And something about the way he described it, the controlled intensity in his carefully worded messages, made me agree to meet him at his luxurious penthouse for our third date with nothing but a bottle of expensive wine and a complete willingness to surrender control to him."The rules are simple, Celeste," he said now, his voice low and intimate as he secured the soft blindfold over my eyes with practiced hands that suggested he'd done this many times before.The world disappeared into complete darkness instantly, heig

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE LAST TRAIN (3)

    He pounded into me from behind with relentless intensity, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises that I knew I would admire in the mirror for days afterward as souvenirs of this incredible night.The train's motion added to the rhythm of his thrusts, each sway of the car driving him deeper inside me."You feel incredible," he groaned, one hand leaving my hip to wrap around and find my clit with unerring accuracy."So tight and wet and perfect around my cock.This is exactly what I needed tonight." "Harder," I begged, pushing back against him shamelessly, desperate for more of everything he was giving me."Please, fuck me harder.Don't hold back." He obliged immediately, increasing his pace until the wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the car, surely audible to anyone who might be listening from the adjacent cars.I didn't care anymore.All I cared about was the pleasure building inside me, the orgasm approaching like a freight train I couldn't stop even

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE LAST TRAIN (2)

    He dropped to his knees in front of me so fast I barely had time to register the movement before his hands were pushing my dress up to my waist and yanking my panties down my legs with urgent, practiced movements.He shoved the scrap of lace in his pocket with a wicked grin that promised I wouldn't be getting them back before spreading my thighs wide and burying his face in my pussy without any hesitation.I had to clamp both hands over my mouth to keep from screaming at the first swipe of his talented tongue.He licked me like a man starved, like I was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted in his life, his tongue exploring every fold and crevice before settling on my still-sensitive clit with focused determination.The train swayed and rattled around us, and I was acutely aware that anyone could walk through the door at the end of the car and catch us in this compromising position.The danger only made it hotter, made my arousal spike even higher as this gorgeous stranger ate me

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE LAST TRAIN (1)

    The 11:47 PM train was nearly empty when I boarded, just a handful of passengers scattered throughout the cars, most of them dozing or lost in their phones with earbuds blocking out the world around them.I found a seat near the back of the car, grateful for the privacy after a long, exhausting day of work that had left me stressed and frustrated beyond belief.All I wanted was to get home, pour myself a glass of wine, and forget this day had ever happened.I was just settling in, letting my eyes drift closed as the train began to move, when he sat down directly across from me.I felt his presence before I saw him, a shift in the air, a prickling awareness on my skin that made me open my eyes and look up directly into the most striking blue eyes I'd ever seen in my entire life.He was gorgeous in a dangerous kind of way, all sharp angles and dark hair that fell perfectly across his forehead.His mouth looked like it knew exactly how to make a woman scream with pleasure.He was wearing

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE VAMPIRE'S BRIDE (3)

    He carries me to a bed I hadn't noticed before, hidden in the shadows behind the throne. Black satin sheets. Black brocade canopy. A bed fit for a vampire's bride.He lays me down gently, almost tenderly, and positions himself over me. His cock is still hard, still cold, pressing against my entranc

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE VAMPIRE'S BRIDE (2)

    His cock is cold as it enters me, cold as death, but within seconds my heat is transferring to him and he's warming inside me, warming from my body, feeding on my life in a way that has nothing to do with blood."So hot." He groans against my shoulder. "So tight. Humans are always so warm."He fuck

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   THE VAMPIRE'S BRIDE (1)

    I kneel in the center of his throne room, wearing nothing but a thin white shift that does little to hide my body.The villagers left me here an hour ago. The annual tribute. A virgin sacrifice to keep the vampire lord from descending on our town. Most girls are dragged here screaming. I walked in

  • Dirty Forbidden Confessions   DRILLED BY THE MACHINE (1)

    Fifty thousand dollars. That's what's waiting for me if I can last one hour on the Sybian without using my safeword. Sixty minutes. Three thousand six hundred seconds. No one has ever won The Gauntlet. Thirty-seven women have tried. All thirty-seven have broken.I'm not going to be number thirty-ei

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