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“We always knew she was a needy slut, we just didn’t know that was because you were too useless to satisfy her. That’s it slut, lick that cunt. Show your worthless man how it’s done.” The words, the scene, the musky smell of sex in the air, all flood through you as your lust begins to climb. The blood begins to rush into your cock and a jolt of pain and disappointment quickly snaps you back to reality. AClaudia’s purse slipped to the floor as Kim’s lips crashed against hers. Their tongues tangled while their clothed bodies pressed hard together, the shared heat rising fast and leaving them both breathless. She wondered what he must think of her. His scent was foreign, rich, and intoxicating. He was careful with her even as he rushed, like a man who had finally found water in the desert. This was the chance she had been waiting for — a way to reclaim the part of herself that had gone cold for too long. Stopping now was unthinkable. They moved blindly through the dark room, guided only by touch, until they reached a firm surface. He laid her down carefully, never breaking the kiss. His tongue traveled from her lips to her chin, sending sparks down her spine. Nimble fingers slipped beneath her shirt, massaging warm skin as she trembled under him. When he paused, the spell briefly broke and she thought of Mark. “Is there a pro
She wrapped her legs around him, now sitting on his lap as she quivered and moaned. He let out a grunt as well acknowledging her tightness and wetness. “Oh fuck yes!” Khloe gasped as she began swinging her hips back and forth while she stroked her swollen, reddish clit. “Yes baby!” Dave replied breathlessly. He could feel the pressure of her walls against his cock, like a pressure cooker over his groin. The slick friction offered from the position she was straddled in, made him grunt out as he began to pounding her from below with enthusiastic intensity while he noticed she was staring deep into his soul with each stroke he gave her. The two bodies coiled into each other on the queen size bed. For what seemed like hours the two of them fucked, kissed, rubbed, and grasped like wild animals as they took turns to deliver deep strokes. Every inch of skin explored. Khloe was a grown woman with much more experience than Dave. He was trying as much a
Khloe’s silicone cleavage bounced as she finished her morning jog through the upscale neighborhood. The cropped singlet and tight yoga pants drew the usual stares from husbands and insurance men on their way to work. She loved it. She pushed through the revolving doors of Triceps gym and headed upstairs for Dave’s yoga class. Dave was 6’2”, a former college football player in his late twenties with the kind of body that made the married women in class linger after every session. “Good morning, Dave,” she said, tapping his bicep. He turned and took her in from head to toe. “Morning, Khloe. Already warmed up, I see.” She smiled and claimed her usual corner by the window. After class, the other women filed out with hugs and lingering looks. Khloe stayed seated on her mat, watching them leave with quiet satisfaction. She already had him. When they were alone she stood carefully. “I think I sprained my knee. It hurts. Can you drive me hom
“That was a lovely dinner,” Mark said, already demolishing the cheesecake. The table laughed at his appetite. Jordan leaned in. “You get that group invite I sent you?” Rita’s head snapped up. “What group?” Mark pulled out his phone and squinted. “Neighborhood swing… what’s this?” Sandy slid onto her husband’s lap, watching them. “Just open it.” Mark and Rita read the NDA together. When they finished, the room went quiet. “How long have you been doing this?” Mark asked. “A couple of years,” Sandy said, stroking Jordan’s chest. “We keep it special. Only with the right people.” Rita felt a familiar ache. Their sex life had gone quiet years ago. She needed something new. “What happens when we accept?” she asked. “You get invited to the parties,” Jordan replied, sliding the wine bottle over. Mark looked at his wife. Rita met his eyes, calm and curious, and took a long drink.
He stroked with a flourish, a decisiveness that did showed great control and she retained no self to question his maneuvers as he plowed the creamy goodness out of her. “Thank you, daddy!” She pleaded blissfully as he fucked, grunting in response. If he had fucked her for an hour or just for a few minutes, Gina could not tell because the pleasures he gave her seemed to have been on for an eternity. Even her legs which he had dropped somewhere along the activity had become numb. She lifted her head up and saw he had put both her legs together and buckled them on each other with open fist. The storm which was rode for a few minutes finally spiraled out of control. She jerked violently but he held her down. Orgasm was a hard place to reach and when one did reach there, it was as though a legion of demons had descended and taken possession of the body. Samir said he would protect her and he did. “Daddy” she cried as the pleasure tingled the core
At the packed Hash Express, Samir felt the usual boredom. Then he noticed her — a little in a schoolgirl uniform sitting alone, no daddy in sight.“Where is your daddy, little one?”“I don’t have a daddy,” she said, eyes locked on his.Most littles knew better than to meet a Dom’s gaze so directly. He studied her. Honest. Untouched.“Have you had a daddy before?”“No.”He placed a hand on her shoulder. “You never address a daddy by his name. Understood?”She hesitated, then whispered, “Yes… Daddy.”“Would you be my daddy?” she asked.The thought of molding her, protecting her, owning her decided it for him.“Come with me, Gina.”Back at his apartment he pulled a stool close, laid her across his lap, and shoved her skirt up. Her bare ass was exposed and inviting.The first spank landed sharp. She whimpered but didn’t fight.“I don’t want a naughty little girl,” he said, delivering another firm smack. “You will trust me. You will obey me. I will protect you and teach you. In return, I
The silence in her in-laws’ sprawling suburban home was a heavy, oppressive thing. Lois was two days into a week of house-sitting, and the novelty of unlimited cable and a fully stocked fridge had worn off. She’d cleaned everything that wasn’t nailed down, rearranged the pantry by food group, and w
"That's it, sweetheart. Just like that. Take it all."Nick's voice was a low, gravelly command, utterly unlike the soaring tenor that had electrified the stadium just an hour before. It was intimate, raw, and it vibrated through Adrienne’s skull as her lips stretched around the thick head of his co
I made my way round to the other end of the bench. I knelt down on the floor. I ran my tongue up the inside of his leg edging my way to my goal. I licked his silky soft balls. I ran my cock up and down the shaft before plunging it into my mouth. It slammed against the back of my throat making me ga
Five wet cocks were in front of me and it was hard not to take a long hard look.I had to suppress my reaction this was a public place after all.I was in the hotel gym’s changing room. I had just finished my workout and five members of the visiting football team were just showering off as I got dres







