All Chapters of Naked Pages (Erotica Collection): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CHAPTER 4JAYDENMy body jolted when he finally pulled out, a sharp drag leaving me empty. I gasped, shaking, and felt it—hot, thick, dripping out of me in strings. My thighs trembled as the mess clung and stretched, slicking my skin. I barely had time to catch my breath when his hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him.“Look at that—” his voice was low, taunting, thick with hunger. His eyes flicked down between my legs where cum smeared my thighs. “You’re dripping like a ruined little slut.”I whimpered, trying to close my legs, but he snapped his fingers, yanking me back open.“You think we’re done?” he laughed darkly, leaning in close until his breath hit my ear. “No, baby. We’re just getting started. Get on my cock. Ride me.”My throat closed. “I—I can’t,” I stuttered, voice broken, chest heaving. “I’m too—”His palm cracked against my thigh, sharp enough to make me whimper. “You don’t get to say no. Not when you’re this fucking wet with my cum dripping out. Get on.”My ha

CHAPTER 2The one in her mouth pulled out just long enough for Mei to gasp, “She’s so cute when she’s nervous—Aika, come here—ahhh!” before he shoved back inside.Aika stumbled backward, shaking her head. “No—no way. This isn’t—”She bolted for the door. The sound of wet slaps and shameless moans followed her, louder, louder. Her hands shook so bad she could barely grab the knob.Almost there—A hand clamped around her wrist.“Where you going, cutie?” a husky male voice teased in her ear.Aika gasped, spinning. A tall boy—she recognized him vaguely from her economics class—pressed close, shirt gone, sweat gleaming on his abs. His cock jutted out, thick and hard, pressed against her thigh as he pulled her back.“N-no, let me go!” she stammered, pushing weakly.But more hands joined. Another girl giggled, sliding behind her, cupping Aika’s breasts through her blouse. “She’s shaking. So sensitive…”Aika cried out, “Stop! Don’t touch me—”“Why not?” the girl purred, fingers squeezing hard

CHAPTER 4Her gaze locked on the first boy—broad chest, cock already slick with another girl’s spit. Without hesitation, she dragged him against the lockers, hiked her skirt, and sank onto him.“Ahhh—fuck yes—fuck yes—”Her pussy swallowed him greedily, wet, tight, perfect. She rolled her hips slow at first, then snapped them hard, bouncing, making the metal slam behind him.Clang. Clang. Clang.His groans spilled loud, shameless, eyes rolling back. She rode him mercilessly, cunt dripping, juices streaking down his thighs.“Yesss—ahhh—fuck—fuck yes—” Su moaned low, husky, the sound vibrating down the hall.Hands grabbed her waist from behind. Another cock pressed against her ass.She smirked. “Mmm… yes.”He forced inside, stretching her hole wide. She gasped, head tilting back, moans cracking.“Ahhh—fuck fuck yesss—ahhh—ahhh!”Two at once, slamming into her, wrecking her perfect body. Her breasts bounced, blouse tearing further open, nipples stiff in the air.Her voice rose, dripping

CHAPTER 2JENNER“Oh, I dare.” He shoved my legs apart with his knee. “And you’ll scream for me.”“No!” I tried twisting, but his weight caged me in, his strength unshakable. “I’ll never give you that satisfaction.”He chuckled, lips brushing my ear. “Then I’ll take it.”His mouth trailed down my throat, teeth scraping. I gasped, every nerve alight, hating how my body arched despite myself. His free hand slid over my breast, squeezing hard enough to make me whimper.“See?” His voice vibrated against my skin. “Your body knows who owns it.”“I hate you.”“Good.” His tongue licked down my chest, slow, deliberate. “Hate makes it sweeter.”I bit back a moan as his mouth closed over my nipple, hot, wet, merciless. My back arched, wrists straining against his grip.“Stop—ah—stop!”“You taste better when you fight.” He released my wrists just long enough to pin them under his knee. Both hands now free, he pushed me further open, fingers trailing down my stomach until they pressed between my t

CHAPTER 4JENNER“Up,” he ordered.My knees ached, throat raw. “I can’t—”“You can.” His grip on my arm was iron. He yanked me to my feet and shoved me back onto the bed. “On your back.”“No—”He pushed me flat, my hair spilling across the sheets. His scarred face hovered over mine, eyes dark with hunger.“You’re ready,” he muttered. “I can see it dripping down your thighs.”“Liar,” I spat, though my body betrayed me.He spread my legs wide, the rough drag of his calloused hands making me shiver. “Open. Wider.”I clenched my thighs. “Don’t touch me—”His palm smacked against the inside of my thigh, sharp. “Wider.”I gasped, heat rushing to my face, but my legs parted anyway.“That’s better.” His cock, still slick from spit and cum, pressed against me. “Wet little cunt.”“Don’t—ah—”He pushed in one brutal thrust.I screamed, nails clawing at the sheets.“Fuck, tight,” he groaned, grinding deeper. “So fucking tight.”My body stretched, burned, filled too quickly. My hips jerked, trying