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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

And below a bunch of nonsense words—Fabricated, Lily knew—were pictures. Not one, not two, but nearly ten pictures. And she was naked in each of them, accompanying different men in wild positions that she'd never tried in life. The men's faces were blurred out, but her face and body was left wide open for the best view. Scanning it, the images, Lily felt her brows draw tighter, confusion washing over her. But it only lasted for a few seconds, before realization settled in. It was fake. All of this fucking pictures, were fake!

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

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Arianna's was undressing smiling happily to the camera, then the guy taking the video instructed her to pose and he took nude pics of her. "What is this trash you think I can believe this photoshopped garbage, she was a virgin when I met her". "It didn't stop her from being the hitch,fool! Look at her body you should know what a photoshop is from her real body ,why don't you watch the sex clip". She sent another one. Andre tried to remain cool as he played the second video. Arianna was being mercilessly banged by a masked guy, her moans made it heartbreaking,he put it off.

“Coffee break?” “Sure,” Freya replied automatically. She set the camera down and reached for her phone. The notification was already there. OFFICIAL STATEMENT FROM XANDER SAVAGE Her fingers trembled as she opened it. It read: (The Snapchat conversations circulating online are false. I have never met or spoken to Freya Woods personally. Any claims suggesting otherwise are untrue.) Her vision blurred. She scrolled. She glared at thousands of comments: "She’s lying." "Clout chaser."

Lunafreya felt like she was going to die from embarrassment. Her name was never Lunafreya, to begin with, her actual name being Luneth Mueller. Yet her best friend was simply shameless—she started calling her a “Luna Freya” in private due to her well-developed chest. After that, this nickname accidentally leaked to everyone they knew, turning into her actual pseudonym. At this point in time, her real name wasn’t used as often, yet this odd nickname spread across her nation like wildfire.

A woman who looked like me topless in some, fully nude in others posed with different men in compromising positions. My hand flew to my mouth. A wave of nausea slammed into me. I trembled from head to toe. I’d battled rumors before, dealt with ugly gossip. But this? This was warfare. “They’re deepfakes,” Romilly murmured, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “We can prove it.” I nodded, trying and failing to force a smile. But no amount of logic could erase what those photos would suggest to others. Proof or not, most people didn’t bother to look twice. Pictures were facts to them.

“I guess I underestimated Mrs Henshaw.” I turned to Fredrick immediately, my eyes wide with fear. My lips quivered, but I couldn't bring myself to speak. My eyes said everything my mouth couldn't though. Do something. “Those pictures are fake.” Fredrick hissed. I watched him clench and unclench his fists by his side, and I just knew it was hard for him too. “That's not Alora.” “How's that possible?” Someone snorted. “We're not blind….”

I could enjoy this fake mate bond while it lasts. A month has gone and we've got three more months left until the next Lunar Convergence. The plan is to put an end to our fake relationship on the day of the Lunar Convergence so it looks like we are both tired of each other and then we can find our second-chance mates immediately. Simple. I crept out of my bed feeling more alive than ever. My eyes fell on the painting of the naked lady on my wall. She appeared to be Gwen. I must be going crazy. The ladies in bikinis also had Gwen's face. I was seeing her everywhere now. I had to spank myself on the head to stop myself from hallucinating or going crazy.