LOGINThe bass from the oversized speakers thumped through the floor and into Emma’s chest as Liam tugged her through the front door. Red cups littered every surface. Bodies pressed together on the makeshift dance floor. The air hung thick with weed smoke and spilled beer. She tugged the hem of her short black dress lower, the one Liam had grinned at earlier and said made her ass look fucking perfect. Tonight she had worn it for him. Her eyes kept sliding somewhere else.Sophia moved ahead of them with Mia at her side. Sophia’s crimson crop top stretched tight across full breasts that swayed with every step. The tiny denim skirt rode higher each time she walked, flashing the smooth undersides of her thighs. Mia matched her in a sheer white top that left her dark nipples clearly visible and leather shorts that clung to the round curve of her ass. Their shoulders brushed. Their heads leaned close. Something in the easy way they touched made Emma’s stomach pull tight.Liam’s hand squeezed hers
Elena’s fingers traced slow circles over Lily’s sweat-slick stomach. The touch stayed light, almost soothing, while Claire’s mouth lingered between Lily’s spread thighs, lips shiny with the mess she had been tasting and denying.Lily’s hips lifted without permission, seeking more pressure. A thin, broken sound left her throat.Elena’s hand slid lower and cupped her soaked cunt, possessive, two fingers resting against the swollen folds without entering. “You’ve been such a good student.” The words were soft, calm. “Now Mommy wants to see how much you’ve learned. Up.”They guided her onto shaky legs. Heat clung to every inch of skin. The air smelled of sweat and the thick, sweet-musk scent of their combined arousal. Elena lay back on the wide bench first, body glistening, full breasts heavy, dark nipples tight, smooth cunt still flushed and wet from Lily’s mouth.“Straddle my face, sweetheart.” Elena’s voice never rose. “Let Mommy taste how wet her little girl is.”Lily swung one leg ov
Lily rolled onto her hands and knees on the warm cedar. Sweat slid down the curve of her spine and gathered in the small of her back. Her thighs trembled. The air felt thicker now, heavy with the scent of Elena’s release still drying on her lips and chin.Elena settled on the bench in front of her, legs parted, glistening cunt on full display. Claire moved behind Lily without hurry. A soft, wet tongue dragged once from clit to entrance, then pushed inside.Lily’s arms nearly buckled.“Easy,” Elena murmured, calm and low. She reached forward and threaded her fingers into Lily’s damp hair, guiding her face down. “Open for Claire. And open for me.”Lily’s tongue flicked out, tasting the slick heat of Elena’s folds again. Elena’s grip tightened just enough to hold her there. Behind her, Claire’s tongue thrust deeper, slow and deliberate, the wet sounds of it filling the small space. Lily’s hips rocked back without permission.Elena’s free hand stroked Lily’s cheek. “Look at you. Already p
Elena’s silk blouse strained across her chest as she poured coffee, the fabric showing her nipples with every measured movement. Lily watched the way the material shifted, the soft weight of her stepmother’s breasts settling when she set the pot down. Elena’s eyes found hers across the kitchen island. A slow, knowing curve touched her full lips.“You’re so tense, sweetheart.” “Let me take care of you. I booked us a full spa day at La Mer. Just the two of us. No boys. No distractions.”Lily’s fingers tightened around her mug. Heat crawled up her neck. She should have said no. Instead she nodded in agreement.Hours later the private suite smelled of cedar and steam. The masseuse’s hands had left Lily’s body loose, but the second Elena stepped out of the adjoining room in nothing but a white towel her nipples tightened. The towel barely closed between her breasts. Water from the steam room still beaded along the deep line of her cleavage and rolled slowly downward.Elena’s gaze tracked
Ellie stayed on her back, legs still spread, cunt open and shiny from the way I’d just fucked her. The harness was still strapped tight around my hips. I could feel how wet the dildo still was…coated in her release. Hazel knelt beside us, already fishing the second toy out of the drawer… a thick, curved one.I looked down at Ellie and smiled.“Hands above your head. Keep them there.”She obeyed. Wrists crossed on the floor above her, chest rising and falling fast. Her glasses had slid almost to the tip of her nose. I reached down, pushed them back up, then kept my hand there, letting my fingers rest lightly against her forehead like I was pinning her in place with nothing but the weight of my palm.Hazel crawled between Ellie’s thighs without being told. She dragged the toy along Ellie’s slit, slow, collecting the mess I’d left behind. Ellie flinched at the temperature, a soft sound escaping her throat.“She’s still so fucking wet,” Hazel murmured, almost admiring. She pushed the tip
I didn’t make her wait long.I strapped the harness on while Ellie stayed on her knees exactly where I’d left her…naked, her mouth still shiny from my cunt. The thick silicone cock jutted out hard… Hazel watched from the bed, legs still spread, her own fingers idly circling her swollen clit as she looked between me and the girl on the floor.I walked back to Ellie, the dildo bobbing with every step. I stopped in front of her and rested the slick head against her lower lip.“Open wider.”She did. No hesitation this time. Her soft mouth stretched around the tip and I fed it to her slowly, watching the way her lips stretched, the way her tongue had to work around the thickness. I kept one hand in her short brown hair and pushed deeper until the head bumped the back of her throat. She gagged once, her eyes watering behind the glasses, but she didn’t pull away.“That’s it,” I murmured. “Take it. You used to call me dyke in the hallway like it was a curse. Now look at you…on your knees ch
I moaned softly, legs trembling. “Professor… please. I need more.”He rose behind me, his big hands gripping my hips firmly. With surprising strength.Without saying a word, he grabbed my waist with both strong hands and lifted me like I weighed nothing. He sat me on the edge of his big mahogany des
Professor Kane’s voice filled the quiet office like a command that could not be ignored. “Now… lift your skirt and show me what you’ve been hiding under there all night.”My fingers shook as I grabbed the bottom of my short plaid skirt. The soft pleats felt warm in my hands. I pulled it up slowly,
The phone buzzed on the small desk in my tiny dorm room. It was almost ten at night. The old radiator hummed softly in the corner. I picked it up and read the message. My heart jumped.“My office. Now. We need to discuss your thesis.”Professor Kane. Just his name made my body react. A warm rush s
I swallowed. “Riley, we can’t…”But my hips rocked forward against her thigh anyway. She smiled, slow and sure, and pressed harder. The seam of her shorts rubbed right against my aching spot. Sparks jumped between us. Her control felt total, and a secret part of me gave in.“Tell me to stop,” she b







