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“Always.” Erotica 2.

“Watch your Alpha taste your pleasure. See how he worships you.” Aethyra forced her eyes open, her gaze blurry with sensation. The sight of Xyrex, fierce and dominant, on his knees before her, his mouth working her into a frenzy, was the most potent aphrodisiac she could imagine. The dual sensations were overwhelming, the hot, wet suction of Xyrex’s mouth and the cool, deliberate pinching of her nipples by Zhilax. She was a instrument being played by two masters, and the music building inside her was a symphony of pure, undiluted ecstasy.

Urgent. With the call still on speaker, I tapped open W******p. The screen lit up— text after text, image after image, flooding in from an unknown number. No name. No context. Just a stream of messages, each one more unsettling than the last. The images were more graphic than ever. Some were real— me in the shower, unaware, water cascading down my back, my silhouette visible through the frosted glass. Others were AI-generated nightmares— me with men I’d never met, women I didn’t know, in poses too vulgar to describe. My body twisted, contorted, displayed like a product.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

My muscles are taut as I try not to get my cock into her pussy like I want to. Layla rubs her tits against my face, moaning and shuddering as the orgasm crashes into her. Her pussy gushes against my thigh, her release all over me. Everything becomes quiet in that moment, till it’s just her breathing mingling with mine. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Maybe I could give in to this power that we’ve created, and it would be okay after. She wants me too. I could show her what big, bad Daddies do to their little girls. But a flash of lightning illuminates the pink in her hair.

More cruelty. When the tears finally stopped, a new feeling replaced the sadness. I needed help. Real help. After hours of scrolling through forums and private coaching sites, I found him, Elias. A mysterious but highly recommended “private writing coach” who specialized in erotic fiction. His profile was minimal. No face picture, just a black and white shot of strong hands holding a pen. The testimonials, however, were glowing. One writer claimed he completely transformed her career. Another said his methods were “intense but life changing.”

“I want you inside me.” He bent her over his massive oak desk, yanked her skirt up, and ripped her lace panties aside. Her pussy was shaved smooth and dripping. He rubbed his cockhead along her slit, then slammed in balls-deep. Lila cried out in pleasure. “Yes! Fuck your assistant’s tight cunt.” Ethan pounded her relentlessly, hips slapping against her ass. The desk creaked under the force. He reached around to rub her swollen clit while railing her. “So wet for your boss. Such a dirty little slut.”

Valentina sat at her desk on the third day, staring at the same paragraph in Elena Petrova’s manuscript for the tenth time. The words refused to make sense, her mind kept drifting back to Kia. Every time he walked past her desk, her body reacted instantly. Her thighs clenched together under the desk, Her nipples hardened against the inside of her bra, and heat flooded between her legs until her panties grew damp. She shifted in her chair, pressing her thighs tighter. The movement only made her swollen clit rub against the soaked lace. A small shiver ran through her.

“It’s exactly what you’ve wanted, baby girl. Now, anyone looking up can see exactly what a naughty girl you are. All they have to do is glance up.” Aaliyah could feel her face heating up at how true his words are. Yet, the taboo act only brings a shiver down her back in excitement. Before Hudson came into her life, she thought her sex drive was more than nonexistent. Yet, to know he’s able to bring out this side of her only made her tighten around his cock, which he notices. She places her hand firmly onto the window to steady herself while standing on her toes, letting her hit a spot that made her see stars. She’s panting hard against the glass, fogging it up in the process as he uses her r

Even through the fabric I could feel its thickness, the way it throbbed under my touch. “Feel it, Lira,” he said, voice dropping lower. “This is what’s going to ruin you tonight. Nine inches of thick, curved alpha cock. Fat enough to stretch your tight little omega cunt wide open. Curved just right to hammer that sweet spot deep inside until you’re screaming and creaming around me. You’ll feel every vein, every ridge when I bury it to the hilt and knot you full of my seed.” A whimper escaped my lips. My thighs pressed together, slick now dripping down my inner legs. The description alone made my core clench with a mix of fear and desperate need.