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I replied and walked out of the door. I booked me and mum on a mini Mediterranean cruise for her birthday, it meant missing one Friday night with Mandy but she made promise that I would see her twice the following week and even funnier she thought it was sweet that I would want to spend time with my mother. If only she knew. So that is how I ended up with harem of older sexy women. [The End.]

I gasped as he started moving his hips, pounding me fast and hard. ‎He slammed into me again and again, each thrust brutal and deeper, his cock stretching me open. Fuck, this is crazy. I've never been fucked with a dick this huge before and with a man his age. ‎I lifted my hips to meet his rhythm as he pounded me mercilessly on the bed. Yes, this is exactly what I wanted, this is exactly how I had dreamed and fantasized about it. ‎God! Uncle David is a great fucker. ‎David lifted one of my legs and placed it on his shoulder, making me gasp and moan loudly. His cock felt deeper now, touching places that had never been touched before.

I squeak at the end. Damn it. He’s caught me by surprise, and it’s making me nervous. “Smut isn’t what I had in mind.” “It’s just a romance novel, Daddy.” I knew the cigarettes would get me in trouble, but I’m surprised he’s harping on the book. He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure.

Our village lay deep within the mountains, hidden away from the outside world, where ruby mines ran through the earth. There was an old legend that said if one could craft an entire bed from ruby and sleep on it long enough, it would grant eternal youth. Ruby was rare and even harder to mine, but that was exactly why our village was so prosperous. Yet, for all our wealth, our village was a strange place. There were no men here, only women. I had two older sisters, but I should have had three older brothers as well. They were all drowned at birth.

The emptiness only made me crave him more. I should have felt disgusted, but I didn’t. Instead, I found myself craving his dominance. BDSM or not, I just wanted to forget Lee completely.I wanted something new, something beyond the missionary position and riding him the same old way.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

A bit skewed. I preferred winding down with reading, yet whenever I tried to pick up a book, I found myself doomscrolling my T*****r feed. Instead of my usual diet of documentaries and PBS shows, I got hooked on some silly reality thing on Bravo. Rather than my usual day spent learning, I found myself wandering around the neighborhood, enjoying the scenery around me.

I need to take time. I remember the small room I entered last time. I slowly opened the door and turned on the lampshade. The books on the table were still scattered. I tried to look and read each one of them. These are all interesting books. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer, The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and a lot more. I tried to find something that might help me, but I found nothing.

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Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner