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MY SOLO MOMENTS WITH ROSES AND FINGERS 1
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Tales of Iniquity ( A collection of short erotic stories) MY SOLO MOMENTS WITH ROSES AND FINGERS 2.
The sensation hit like a live wire.My hips jerked hard. A sharp, high sound left my throat before I could stop it. The toy sealed over the swollen peak and began to suck in rhythmic pulls, drawing the sensitive tip into the chamber and releasing it over and over. I kept it there, breathing hard, and slid two fingers of my other hand down through my soaked folds. I was so wet they slipped inside easily. The heat of my own cunt closed around them immediately—tight, slick, greedy. I pushed deep and curled, searching for the spot that always made my thighs shake, while the rose kept sucking my clit in that relentless, perfect rhythm.I turned the intensity up one level.The suction grew stronger, faster. My clit felt swollen beyond belief, trapped and tugged inside the little chamber. Every pulse sent a sharp bolt of pleasure straight down into the place where my fingers were moving. I fucked myself harder, three fingers now, the wet sound of it loud in the quiet room. My hips rolled up
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The second the lecturer’s voice cut through the room—“That’s all for today. Readings are posted. Don’t be late Thursday”—I was already on my feet.My chair scraped back harder than I meant it to. I shoved the notebook into my backpack, phone still warm in my hand, earbuds still in. The screen had gone dark the moment the lights came up, but the images were burned behind my eyes. I zipped the bag shut with shaky fingers, swung it over one shoulder, and walked out of the lecture hall without looking at anyone. My thighs were pressed so tightly together that every step sent a dull, insistent throb through my clit. I had been wet since the fifteen-minute mark. By the end of the hour I was soaked.I didn’t take the earbuds out until I reached the stairwell. Even then I kept the phone in my hand, thumb hovering over the screen like I might open the video again right there. I didn’t. I just walked faster.What I had watched for the entire class was burned into me in high definition.Two wome
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Elaine stepped into the room without hesitation.I turned my head as far as Craig’s fist in my hair would allow and watched her. My heart was still hammering from the almost-caught terror, but Craig’s face stayed completely blank—calm, unreadable, as if his wife walking in while his cock was buried to the hilt inside his son’s fiancée was the most ordinary thing in the world.Elaine didn’t look offended. She didn’t look shocked. She simply closed the door behind her with a soft click and asked, voice steady, “Am I interrupting something?”Craig rolled his hips once—slow, deliberate, grinding the thick length of himself deep inside me so that I felt every stretched inch. A broken sound escaped my throat.“Sort of,” he said.Elaine’s mouth curved. “I heard the cries from downstairs. Needed to make sure you weren’t killing my son’s future wife.”Craig smiled—slow, dark, knowing. Elaine leaned down over my back and kissed him.It was not a polite kiss. It was open-mouthed, hungry, the wet
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Craig climbed off the bed just long enough to set the half-empty glass of smoothie back on the nightstand. The cold liquid still coated my stomach and the open folds of my cunt, mixed with melted ice water and my own slick until everything between my legs felt glossy and swollen. He came back immediately, knees spreading my thighs wide again, and settled between them like he belonged there.He didn’t rush.He leaned down first and simply looked—eyes dark, focused, drinking in the mess he had made of me. Then he lowered his mouth and began to worship.His lips brushed the soft crease where my thigh met my body, slow and deliberate. He kissed the sticky trail of smoothie that had slid down my mound, tongue flicking out to taste it, then lower, dragging the flat of his tongue through the cold, sweet liquid that coated my outer lips. He licked every drop from the swollen folds, long and thorough, cleaning me with his mouth until the only wetness left was my own. My hips twitched. A soft,
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Then a knock came hard and deliberate against the wood.My heart slammed so violently I felt it in my throat. I sat up fast, still naked, thighs sticky, the sheets damp beneath me.“Who is it?” My voice came out thinner than I wanted.“Craig.”Just one word. Low amd certain. My chest dropped at the voice, fingers trembled. The second knock followed immediately, sharper this time.I scrambled off the bed on shaking legs. My dress was still in a heap on the floor. I snatched it up, yanked it over my head without bothering with anything underneath, and smoothed it down with trembling hands. The fabric clung to the wetness still coating my inner thighs. I crossed the room, unlocked the door, and pulled it open.Craig stood there shirtless.Broad chest, the kind of solid muscle that came from years of real work instead of a gym, silver hair dusting his pecs and trailing down the hard plane of his stomach. In one hand he held a glass of the pale green smoothie Elaine had made. In the other,
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Marcus’s eyes narrowed the second he sat back down. He reached across the table and brushed his knuckles against my cheek.“Babe, you’re flushed. You okay?”The heat in my face had nothing to do with the wine and everything to do with the soaked lace currently folded in his father’s pocket. My bare cunt was still pressed to the chair, slick and throbbing, every small shift of my hips making me feel how empty I was.“I’m fine,” I said quickly, forcing a soft smile. “Just tired. I think I need to sleep.”He nodded, already standing. “If you’re done, I’ll walk you up. You can rest before dessert.”I rose on unsteady legs. The dress clung to the damp insides of my thighs. Craig’s gaze followed me the entire time—heavy, knowing, and proprietary. I could still feel the ghost of his mouth on my panties, the way he had sucked the wet fabric like he was tasting me all over again.We were almost at the doorway when Craig’s voice cut through the room, calm and casual.“Marcus. The new Tesla you
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