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Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did have an extensive lesbian section. Testing the waters a little more Petrov slid his free hand back to Tim's cock and balls as he continued to tease the boy's asshole and asked, "Do you prefer when one of the characters in the story is your age and basic body type so you can fantasize about being a part of the story?"

he continues playing with her nipples as she kissed him …. “I've imagined this too many times”he says “Let's turn all your imagination into reality”she whispers He then kissed her hard and deep as he fingers found the hems of her short…and then slips one finger into her short …his hand coming into contact with her heat …she moans out loud as his hands played with her clit … “Like that”he says as he continues fingering her his hands moving deeper into her driving her to insanity as she continues to moan under his touch ….

Valerie said, kissing Lisa deep. The harem grew, jealousy fueling the heat. Night ended with them lined up on the bed, asses up, tattoos on display. I bred each, cum dripping everywhere. "More friends tomorrow?" Lisa whispered. The twins nodded. "Yes . Our master deserves a full harem."

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

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Her legs trembled in her heels. Jax kissed her hard, claiming her mouth, tongue fucking her the same way his fingers were. He tasted like whiskey and pure lust. His free hand squeezed her breast through the dress, pinching her nipple until she whimpered into his mouth. “So fucking tight,” he muttered against her lips. “Imagine how good you’ll feel wrapped around my cock.” He added a third finger, stretching her wider. The burn felt so good. Lila rocked her hips, riding his hand shamelessly. Her juices coated his fingers and ran down her inner thighs. The risk of someone walking by made everything hotter.

Lauren’s back arched violently, her whole body shaking with every powerful thrust. Her moans grew even louder, turning into desperate, high-pitched cries of pleasure. “Ahh… fuck! Just like that!!” she gasped, her face contorted in overwhelming ecstasy, eyes squeezed shut then fluttering open, completely lost in the raw fucking. “Yes! Oh my god, you’re so deep!” They were lost in the rough, animalistic fucking when suddenly four men appeared from behind the tall sea grass, walking straight into their hidden spot.

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

We had to scoot over and made room for her. Charlotte and I were at the end of the row. Once everyone else bunched up, we just got squashed closer together. We both wore shorts, and I could feel Charlotte's thigh pressed really tightly against mine. Her skin was smooth and soft. I didn't dare look at her. If I did, it would make us all awkward by acknowledging that our thighs were touching. I could hear Charlotte breathe in and out. I hoped she couldn't hear my heart pounding. Felik and Grigor took turn giving feedback.

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Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

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I leaned down and gave her pussy and asshole a quick lick, making sure everything was good and wet, it was and I put my throbbing cock head between her pussy lips, she lifted her full ass towards me and I grabbed her firm ass cheeks and pulled her tiny body onto my cock, her pussy was surprisingly tight for a woman who had delivered three kids through that sweet pussy in just over 5 years and as I pushed in she took my whole cock with a lilting, ‘ohhh. She expertly squeezed my member with her pussy as I started to thrust in her harder, building up speed, she tipped her ass up, dug her nails into my ass, and came the first time from my cock in her hole with a gasp. I stopped, lifting her up to keep from cumming, and turned her around on all fours. I was confronted with her spotless, wide alabaster ass framed by two curving hips, I took a large lick of her pussy and asshole and plunged my steaming rod into what I now blindly imagined was an anonymous cunt, instead of my brother’s sweet wife. I fucked her hard and fast, holding her by her supple hips, she was slamming back hard, like a woman possessed, she was tiny, like the skinny young teen girls we fucked in the woods when we all lost our cherries the summer we turned 17, but she was a real woman, not a girl, and when I pinched both of her thick ass cheeks between my thumb and forefinger, Eva came again hard. Figuring she liked it a little rough, I slapped her ass, she moaned and rubbed her clit and by the second time I slapped her ass harder, Eva came yet again. Feeling my own orgasm rushing through my loins, I pulled my pulsing dick out of her pussy and sprayed a thick stream of cum across Eva’s reddening ass and onto her back.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spoke of desire, of passion, of the primal need that drove them all. The night was far from over, and Sadile knew that she was in for an experience that would change her forever, an experience that would leave her breathless, wanting, needing more. But as Travis's hands roamed over her body, and Jenna's lips trailed down her neck, Sadile couldn't help but wonder what other secrets they held, what other pleasures they had in store for her. The anticipation was almost too much to bear , and she found herself on the edge of her seat, waiting, wanting, needing to know what would happen next.

The brunette locked her gaze onto mine, her eyes dark and daring with mischief as she deep-throated the cock in front of her until her nose pressed against his groin. Heat flooded my face, burning my chest and settling in my core. My clit throbbed with every wet slap, every grunt, every glimpse of sweaty skin. I squeezed my thighs together, seeking pressure, but it only sharpened the ache, making my breath come in shallow pants. Without conscious decision, my hand moved downward and my fingers pressed over the fabric of my shorts, rubbing slow circles against my pussy. A soft whimper escaped me as the seam of my shorts pressed right against my clit hard enough to send sparks up my spine. But it wasn’t enough. I craved more. Fuck, I needed it.

Theme: Fucking the husband and his best friend Cool air from the air conditioner whipped against Leah's exposed pussy, making her shudder. She was currently on her back with her legs drawn back over her chest. Her hands gripped her legs to keep her pussy exposed. Just being in that position, facing the door and knowing what was coming for her made her sopping wet.