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Even through his suit, it couldn't be hidden that he was a muscular man. And just look below his waist, even a fool would agree that he must be well-endowed down south. Heaven knows the number of times I've had inappropriate dreams about this man. Dreams of him positioned between my legs, pinning my wrists above my head to the mattress and fucking me like I stole his family heirloom and threw it in the ocean. I would wake up feeling already wet. The times I've masturbated in my bed or in the bath tub, desperately calling his name, wishing he'd appear in such moment to fuck me senseless... can't even been counted on my ten fingers and ten toes.

Which I did, at length. Those first two mornings, I spent hours scouring my father's hard drive for as many erotic p**n stories as I could find. I purposely steered clear of the "Marianne" folder. I'm not even sure why. But as for everything else I found, I was completely insatiable. The more I read, the more I realized that my father was a master at writing. I had read his published work, as I said earlier, but it had never dawned on me just how good he was. And of course, that was before I had any idea that he wrote erotic literature. Especially incest literature.

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And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

The scent of him around the study seemed to wrap around me, intensifying the forbidden thrill. My world narrowed to the sensations, the rhythmic friction, the building pressure. I was lost in it, completely undone by the pleasure, forgetting everything but the insistent throb between my legs. My body arched, my nails scoring the leather of the chair as I fucked myself over and over again, calling out my step-father’s name without shame. Julian had wanted to know who was living under his roof. And now, he had the most intimate answer. I have become a whore for him.

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Uncle Wilton would definitely know where to hit or touch to put me in the right mood. I slapped the book shut, placing it beside my lamp stand while I cussed myself for always doing this to myself I groaned, curling in bed as my fingers crossed my clitoris then slid into the hole. This was good, I moaned thinking of Uncle Wilton's hands in my pussy. Creak. I paused. Someone was in the house. Was Aunt May back from her hangout? Or was it Uncle Wilton? I pushed up my duvet to cover my nearly naked body as I pretended to be asleep.

it's been boring, even the sex is depressing, nothing like I was looking for, he's been clear with me from the beginning of what he wanted but I'm not for a formal relationship with anyone, I prefer sex for pleasure and going about my life as I have been, with no one to tell me what to do. —Hey... have you thought about what I told you...? I get up from my place when I see that I'm getting late. —You know my answer, so there's nothing to talk about," I force a smile, "See you. Men promise you heaven and earth, they make you love them and after they have you in their hands, they trample on your feelings without mercy, they don't care about your feelings, they only think about themselves so I

“Harder. Don't stop.” Hans leaned downward and helped Devon suck my other nipple. Devon pulled away from him and Hans's finger twisted the wet nipples he had abandoned. I arched into him, my fingers fisting as I offered my ass to Mitch even more, spreading my legs wider. His balls slapped against my ass, wet and obscene. The sounds echoed off the basement walls, slapping skin, wet mouths, groans, and my own broken whimpers. “Now we're gonna fuck you one after the other. We're gonna make the sweet cunt of yours drip all over our dicks and we're gonna suck you dry. Hope you're ready for that.”