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There was no explanation offered. And I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Maybe it’s that stupid thing that some of my friends do where they go after the very boy that ignores them. Or maybe, I’ve fallen for him with-out realizing it. Either way, I was hungry. In my desperation, I created a fake profile on a dating app, and kind-of, sort-of…catfished him. He doesn’t know that the girl he’s talking to is me. Though we’ve exchanged a lot of our thoughts, and even certain fantasies…I’ve remained anonymous. All he knows is that I’m a thirty-two-yearold scientist with a kinky side.

Susan’s POV I was lazily scrolling through my OnlyFans page when a new comment popped up under one of my latest posts. “I wish I could get a video of you getting fucked. That’s my biggest fantasy.” My heart skipped a beat. I bit my lip and typed back immediately:“I wish I had someone to fuck for y’all, but I don’t.”

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

"I want you to forget what happened in that apartment. I want you to go back to being a student who barely passes my class, and I will go back to being the teacher who doesn't know your middle name. I do not plan on letting an... incident... change my life." "It wasn't just an incident for me!" I stepped closer, the scent of my own frustration flaring. "I know things got messy. I know I pushed you. But I don't regret it. Jeriel, I think I actually—" "Stop," he said, his voice trembling now. He looked up at me, his amber eyes hard and unforgiving. "You are a teenager, Cassian. You are eighteen years old and full of adrenaline and hormones. You don't 'like' me. Your body reacted to a biologica

Grant said gruffly when he handed it over, cheeks pink. She baked thank-you cookies. Marcus accepted them with a rare smile that transformed his face. She started looking forward to the small interactions. A wave across the driveway. A “good morning” over the fence. A casual “how is the unpacking?” from Cole. She told herself it was just friendly neighbors. But at night, alone in her new bed, she imagined more. Three strong, protective men. Three sets of hands. Three voices calling her good girl. She’d discovered her Daddy kink years ago—secret Tumblr scrolls, hidden e-books, fantasies she’d never shared with anyone.

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“I read everything you gave us. Even the stuff you said was too dark for the syllabus.” Of course she did. She didn’t come to class to play it safe. She came to be corrupted. I shoved my slacks down just enough to free myself. My cock sprang free—hard, heavy, angry. Her eyes dropped to it, and her lips parted like she wanted it in her mouth before she even touched it. But not yet. No. She wrote a filthy fantasy. She baited me. She knew what she was doing. So I’d make her live it.

They sighed as their lips pulled away, turning their heads to me with equally big grins and inviting me to join them. "Anthony?" Eve spoke up, pulling me out of my daydream with a surprised shake of my head. She laughed quietly. "You okay there? You kind of spaced out." "What a surprise!" Lila remarked with a roll of her eyes. I sighed, trying to rid the fantasy from my mind. Though, as a red-blooded human male, I couldn't help but be fascinated by the idea of girlfriends experimenting with each other. I chuckled in an attempt to brush it off. "Sorry about that," I responded.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”