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He grabbed my arms, turning me around fast and bending me over the living room table. My breasts pressed against the cold wood, my nipples still sticky with his cum. He kicked my legs apart, his hand sliding between my thighs, fingers brushing my wet vagina, making me shiver. I felt the head of his penis press against my entrance, ready to thrust in deep, when a loud knock pounded on the front door.

I came twice before he knotted me again, growling my name like a prayer. After that, he carried me back upstairs, but we didn’t make it to the bedroom. The hallway wall became our next stop. He lifted me effortlessly, my legs around his waist, and thrust up into me while my back scraped the wood. I clung to his shoulders, biting down on his neck to muffle my screams as another knot locked us in place.

All three of us cum at the same time and as soon as I come back to my senses. My jeans are ruined with my cum, I cup myself and turn around quickly to return to my room before I get caught. Fuck. That was hot…and something tells me that this is only the beginning…

My business flourished, and I busied myself in the store every single day. One day, Haley Turner came all the way from my hometown to inform me that Timothy had fallen into a drain and died after getting drunk. He'd been drinking heavily every single day prior to his death. As for Avery, she'd died from heavy blood loss after getting an abortion at an underground clinic. She had also lost the baby. I sighed when Haley told me all this. It really felt like Avery and Timothy were just suffering the consequences of their own actions. In the end, my store branched out across the nation, and I became the wealthiest person in Greenwood Vale.

Ana The air in the bedroom was heavy with sweat and sex as I lay sprawled across the tangled sheets. Christian lay beneath me, his cock still half-hard inside my dripping pussy. My mother’s words echoed in my head— “We’re just getting started”—her smile like a threat. I couldn’t move, couldn’t think straight, my body exhausted. She strutted back into the room, her nipples firm against her lace bra. Her eyes—sharp, predatory—raked over us, taking in the wreckage she’d orchestrated.

His tongue on her clit, the powerful creampie while staring into her eyes. She was halfway through the explosive orgasm scene when she felt Damon behind her. His hard cock pressed against her back as he read over her shoulder. Goodness, she was horny again! She wrote the scene quickly and efficiently fuelled by longings His hand slid between her legs, fingering his own cum back into her pussy. Her clit rose. She swallowed a moan. “Good story,” he murmured. “I love it.” He pulled out his finger slowly. That was tempting, Ara thought.

Damon. After the weekend, I dragged myself back to reality like a man crawling out of a fever dream. My body ached in the best ways, my muscles sore, my cock limp and spent, my mind permanently changed by the sweet fuck fest. Sarah and Alex came back home Sunday night, all smiles and stories about grandparents, while I nodded along, my mind replaying every filthy moment with Helena. It was burned into my brain at this point, her pussy squirting on my face in the shower, her ass clenching around my cock in the backyard, her mouth stuffed with that dildo while I railed her from behind.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

Heavy footsteps echo in the hallway. Sarah’s parents are home early. Jake freezes balls-deep in my throat while Sarah keeps the dildo buried in my dripping, cum-filled cunt. My big tits are covered in his precum, my face soaked with Sarah’s juices. The footsteps start climbing the stairs.

Crescent, not knowing the whole story, had given Rose and Jericho her parents’ old bedroom for their wedding night. Needless to say, it was beyond awkward. Not for Jericho, though, as he immediately made himself comfortable on the queen-sized bed after taking a short shower. He studied his vibrating wedding ring, marveling at the magical hum that it emitted. Both Feron and Father Benedict had warned them about it, how wedding rings that undergo ritual magic released certain frequencies into the air for a couple of days. Father Benedict also told them that it was what they needed to access the first part of the Riddle of Life. Though theyy didn't yet know what it entailed.