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Fucking myself deeper than he ever had (4)

Author: Liora Cross
last update publish date: 2026-03-15 01:26:18

I could not take it anymore. The heat between my legs had become unbearable, a steady throb that matched the frantic beat of my heart. My shorts were drenched, the cotton clinging to every swollen fold, my clit pulsing angrily against the soaked fabric. Every video pushed me closer to the edge, but the barrier of clothing only made the ache sharper, more desperate. I needed more. I needed direct touch. I needed release.

My hands shook as I pushed back from the desk. The laptop screen still glow
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  • Temptation's Playground    Fucking myself deeper than he ever had (4)

    I could not take it anymore. The heat between my legs had become unbearable, a steady throb that matched the frantic beat of my heart. My shorts were drenched, the cotton clinging to every swollen fold, my clit pulsing angrily against the soaked fabric. Every video pushed me closer to the edge, but the barrier of clothing only made the ache sharper, more desperate. I needed more. I needed direct touch. I needed release.My hands shook as I pushed back from the desk. The laptop screen still glowed with her latest video paused mid-moan, her pussy stretched wide around a thick silicone cock, juices glistening on her thighs. I stood on unsteady legs, walked to the nightstand, and opened the bottom drawer. There it was: the toy I had bought on a whim over a year ago and barely used. A sleek pink rabbit vibrator, curved for g-spot pressure, with soft silicone ears designed to hug the clit perfectly. I had hidden it away out of guilt, but tonight guilt had no place here.I grabbed it, along

  • Temptation's Playground    Fucking myself deeper than he ever had(3)

    The video kept playing. Her fingers were relentless now, three of them slamming deep into her soaked pussy with wet, obscene slaps that echoed through my headphones. She angled the camera lower so I could see every detail: the way her smooth lips stretched around her plunging fingers, the creamy wetness coating her hand, the way her swollen clit peeked out, begging for attention. She pulled her fingers free with a filthy squelch, spread her pussy wide open for the lens, showing the pink, glistening inside clenching on nothing. Then she slapped her clit lightly, once, twice, making herself moan loud and shameless.My breath came shallow and fast. My nipples strained against the thin fabric of my T-shirt, hard and aching. I squeezed my breasts again, harder this time, digging my fingers into the soft flesh, imagining her hands instead of mine. I rolled my nipples between thumb and forefinger, tugging until the sharp pleasure made my hips jerk forward in the chair.On screen she brought

  • Temptation's Playground    Taking My Son's Teacher's Cock (2)

    CHAPTER 2: Coffee in the OfficeDaniel Kane’s POVShe followed me into the small office attached to the classroom like she was stepping over a line she knew she shouldn’t cross.The door clicked shut behind us. I locked it without thinking habit, or maybe not. The room was cramped: desk, two chairs, bookshelf crammed with old novels and grading folders, a coffee maker in the corner that hadn’t been cleaned in weeks. Fluorescent light overhead, but I flicked on the desk lamp instead. Softer. Less clinical.“Sit,” I said, nodding to the chair across from the desk.She did. Crossed her legs. The skirt rode up again just an inch, but enough. I pretended not to notice. Poured two coffees from the machine. Black for me. Hers with a splash of milk I’d seen her do it once during a quick parent drop-off last semester. I handed her the mug. Our fingers brushed. She didn’t pull away fast.“Thanks,” she said. Voice quieter now. Less polished than in the classroom.I sat. Leaned back. Took a sip

  • Temptation's Playground    Taking My Son's Teacher's Cock (1)

    CHAPTER 1: The MeetingSophia Laurent’s POVI pulled into the school parking lot at 4:15 p.m., already late because Leo’s school called me at work and I had to finish a client call before I could leave. The lot was mostly empty after-hours on a Thursday. Just a few teachers’ cars and one delivery van. I checked my reflection in the rearview mirror one last time: hair down in loose waves (I’d taken it out of the bun on the drive), red lipstick fresh, blouse unbuttoned one extra notch because the AC in the office had been brutal all day. The skirt was tight, but I told myself it was professional. The heels were high, but I needed the height to feel like I had any control today.I grabbed my bag, stepped out, and walked toward the main building. The hallways were quiet except for the echo of my heels and the faint smell of chalk and old books that always lingered in schools. Leo’s classroom was at the far end Room 214. I passed empty lockers, a bulletin board with faded flyers, a janito

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  • Temptation's Playground    Yes, Ma’am (4)

    CHAPTER 4Elena’s POVThe rest of the afternoon dragged so badddd.I sat at my temporary desk outside her office, pretending to format the slide deck while my body screamed. The vibrator was gone, but the ghost of it lingered every shift in the chair made me clench, every memory of her thumb brushing my lip made my clit throb. I crossed my legs. Uncrossed them. Crossed them again. The lace of my panties was soaked through. I could smell myself faint, musky, and embarrassed.Valentina hadn’t called me back in.Not yet.I kept glancing at her door. Closed. Silent. Like she was waiting for me to crack first.At 5:45 p.m. the floor started emptying. Assistants packing up, lights dimming section by section. I stayed. Of course I stayed.At 6:02 her door opened.“Elena.”Just my name. Low. Calm.I stood so fast the chair scraped.She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, suit jacket gone, camisole clinging to her curves. Hair is still perfect. Makeup is still perfect. But her eyes… Th

  • Temptation's Playground    TAKING MY BOSS COCK RAW (2)

    CHAPTER 2 My knees hit the plush carpet before I could talk myself out of it.The office was silent except for the distant hum of the city fifty-two floors below and the thud of my own heartbeat in my ears. Damien leaned back in his chair, legs spread just enough to make room for me, watching me l

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