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Orgy With The Men

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last update 게시일: 2026-02-12 16:57:04

The bass from the main floor pulsed through the walls of the back room like a living thing. I had come to Club Eclipse alone because the apps felt empty and the usual bars were too loud for what I really wanted tonight.

The flyer behind the bar had caught my eye: “Midnight Masked Play – Open Doors, No Names, Green Dot = Yes to Everything Except Pain.” I bought the black half-mask, had them stamp my wrist with the green dot, and stepped through the heavy velvet curtain.

The room was lit in deep
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    Three weeks had passed since that one night, Damián had been traveling constantly, going to London, New York, then somewhere in Asia. He communicated with the household only through emails and instructions to Doña Elena. With me, there was nothing, not a single glance, not even the curt nod he used to give. I told myself it was for the best. One night, as agreed. But my body betrayed me every single day. I woke up aching, I touched myself at night remembering his hands, his voice, and the way he had held me afterward. It was never enough. Xóchitl kept me grounded. We painted, read stories about kings and princesses, and danced in the garden. She had grown more talkative, more affectionate, and her laughter helped fill the emptiness. But every time I heard the distant sound of the helicopter, my heart would leap, then crash when it wasn’t him. Until tonight. The helicopter landed just after sunset. I was finishing Xóchitl’s bedtime routine when the low thrum of the rotors vibrated t

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    The moment Damián pushed inside me, the world narrowed to nothing but the stretch and the overwhelming fullness of him. A moan escaped from my throat as my walls clenched around his thick cock. He was big, thicker and longer than I had imagined, and the burn of it was perfect. “Fuck… Citlali,” he groaned, voice strained with raw pleasure. He stayed buried to the hilt, giving me time to adjust, his forehead pressed against mine. His breathing was ragged, but his hands were gentle, one cupping my face, his thumb stroking my cheek, and the other braced beside my head. “Breathe, mi reina. You’re so tight… so perfect.” I whimpered, my nails digging into his broad shoulders. “Oh my God, Damián… you’re so deep.” He began to move slowly, rolling his hips in such a way that the thrusts dragged against every sensitive spot inside me. There was nothing cold about the way he fucked me, nothing ruthless. Instead, he was devastatingly attentive, watching my face for every flicker of pleasure

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   The Billionaire’s Little Nanny (3)

    The rose he left outside my door haunted me for days, I kept it pressed between the pages of a book on my nightstand. Every time I passed Damián in the halls or felt his eyes on me during Xóchitl’s dinner, the memory of his low voice and the raw hunger in his eyes made my thighs clench. The tension had become unbearable that I barely slept. My body ached constantly, that no amount of self-touch could satisfy. On the fifth night, the house was quieter than usual. Xóchitl had fallen asleep early after a long day playing and running around. I had taken a cool shower, slipped into a thin white camisole and matching lace panties, and tried to read. The words blurred on the page. I tossed the book aside and lay back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling fan spinning lazily above me. The soft click of my bedroom door opening made me bolt upright. Damián stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the dim hallway light. He wore only black pajama pants that hung dangerously low on his hips.

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   The Billionaire’s Little Nanny (2)

    The days following that night in Damián’s study blurred into a haze of careful routines and simmering tension. I threw myself into caring for Xóchitl with even more dedication, hoping the little girl’s laughter and innocent questions would drown out the memory of his fingers on my chin and the dark promise in his eyes. But nothing could erase the way my body had reacted to him. Every time I heard his low voice echoing through the halls, my pulse quickened. Every time his sharp gaze found me across a room, heat pooled low in my belly. Xóchitl had begun to bloom under my care. Mornings were now filled with watercolor paintings on the sunlit terrace, afternoons with stories in the garden among blooming flowers, and evenings with soft songs until her eyelids grew heavy. She called me “Tali” now with genuine affection, and the sight of her rare, bright smiles made the hefty paycheck feel almost secondary. Damián, however, had become a constant shadow. He no longer disappeared for days a

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   The Billionaire’s Little Nanny

    Six weeks ago I became the live-in nanny for the only daughter of Damián Valtierra, one of the most ruthless billionaires in Latin America. The first time I saw him in person, he was standing in the grand foyer like he owned the oxygen itself. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp cheekbones that looked carved from obsidian and eyes the color of strong espresso. His tailored black shirt was open at the collar, revealing a glimpse of tanned skin and the edge of a tattoo I couldn’t quite make out. Everything about Damián screamed power and detachment. They called him “El Hielo” in certain circles—The Ice. Now I understood why. “Señor Valtierra,” I said, keeping my voice steady as I stood before him with my small suitcase. “I’m Citlali Vargas. The agency sent my references and—” “I’ve read them,” he cut me off, his voice low and smooth. He didn’t offer a handshake. Those dark eyes swept over me once, lingering a second longer on the modest curve of my breasts beneath my white blouse and

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   My First Experience (5)

    We lay tangled in the sheets for what felt like hours, my head resting on Ronald’s chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat gradually slow. My body was deliciously sore in the most intimate places, a gentle throb between my thighs that reminded me of every slow, deep thrust he had given me. The rain had softened to a whisper against the window, and the room felt warm, cocooned, and safe. Ronald’s fingers traced lazy circles along my bare back, occasionally dipping lower to caress the curve of my hip. Every touch sent little aftershocks through me. I tilted my head up to look at him. His eyes were soft, heavy-lidded with satisfaction and something deeper. I reached up and traced his jaw with my fingertips. “I want more,” I whispered, surprising myself with how bold I felt. “I’m not ready for this night to end yet.” A slow smile spread across his face. He rolled us gently so I was on my back again, hovering over me. “Then we won’t end it,” he murmured, kissing me deepl

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   Claimed by The Three Ranchers (2)

    My boots squelched in the mud as I followed them up the steps, legs still trembling from what they’d done to me against that tree. Water dripped from my ruined blouse and skirt, plastering everything to my skin, but the chill barely registered. All I could feel was the ache between my thighs, the

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-04-02

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   Claimed by The Three Ranchers

    I gasped as his hands pinned my wrists above my head, the rough bark of the oak tree scraping against my back through the thin fabric of my blouse. Rain poured down in sheets, soaking us both, but the heat between us was a fire that no storm could extinguish. His mouth crashed against mine, demandi

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-04-01

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   Orgy With The Men (2)

    I lay between Deep Voice and Silver Chain on the wide couch in the corner, blanket draped loosely over my hips. My body felt heavy and loose, every muscle humming from the string of orgasms they had pulled out of me. My throat was raw, my ass tender and still slick inside, but my cock—miraculously—

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-22

  • Naughty Dripping Desires (Erotica Collection)   Scissoring in The Cabin Getaway (2)

    I woke to thunder rattling the cabin windows and Jordan’s mouth already between my legs.No preamble, no gentle kisses trailing down my stomach—just her tongue flat and hot, licking one long, slow stripe up my slit like she’d been starving for it all night.My back bowed off the mattress. A choked

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-21
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