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He sent her the mail, and barely two minutes later, she replied with all the excited emojis in the world. Ted chuckled, turned off his computer to get ready for the night. The reason why most girls wanted to hook up with the predator so bad aside from the fact that he had a huge dick, was that he made the dirtiest of their fantasies come true. For Sue Mary Kay, her dirtiest fantasy was getting fucked by an unknown stranger. The girl had been obsessed with stalker romance books growing up and wanted one so bad, the only thing that could get her to cum was getting fucked in the dark by a man she did not know who treated her like a whore.

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

Splashing water on her face, she smoothed her hair, pulse racing. The door clicked open, Henry's voice calling her name. She forced a smile, the taste of Alex's cum lingering on her tongue, her body still humming with forbidden heat. Their secret burned brighter, promising more stolen nights.

I came violently, screaming her name as my pussy clenched and squirted around her thick cock. Lena flipped me onto my back and fucked me through my orgasm with brutal, deep strokes until she finally pulled out and rubbed her cock all over my face and tits, marking me with my own juices. We lay there afterwards, breathing heavily. Lena pulled me into her arms and kissed me gently. “This stays between us,” she whispered. “For now.” I nodded, tracing patterns on her chest. “I don’t want this to stop.” “It won’t,” she promised, her hand possessively cupping my sore pussy. “You’re mine now, Jamie. My dirty little secret.”

I snapped, but laughing a little, pulling her back to kiss her harder, tongues tangling, hands everywhere. She stood suddenly, scooping me up like I weighed nothing, "Come here," and plopped me on her lap as she sat on the bed, me straddling her, grinding down without thinking, her hands on my ass, pulling me closer, "God, Ava, you're hot when you're a mess." I rolled my eyes, "Flattery now? Just suck them already," and she did, pushing my shirt up, mouth on one breast, sucking hard, tongue flicking, then the other, biting lightly, making me whine, "Yes, like that," my fingers in her hair, holding her there. Then her hand slipped down, undoing my pants, sliding inside, fingers finding me wet

They slipped in together, towels loose around their waists, cocks already stirring again under the pretense of “just cleaning up.” Hot water cascaded over them. Steam rose thick and fast. Ryan backed Jake against the cool tile, kissing him deeper this time, slow, filthy, tongues sliding together while hands roamed. Ryan dropped to his knees again under the spray, sucking Jake until he was throbbing and leaking, then stood and turned, bracing both hands on the wall, ass presented. “Want you inside,” Ryan said, voice echoing off the tiles. “Bare. Just us. Right now.”

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

Slippery wet fucking pussy. I don’t know what I love more, the sound of a went cunt when you’re ramming into it or just the feeling of being inside. Either way, my Favorite thing to do is fucking. Even better if it’s with a screamer like this one. I smirked at the sight of her messy hair and jiggling tits. “Don’t stop, Callum. Please” Her voice was so low, my ears could barely pick them up.

The first rays of morning sun filtered through the heavy curtains, casting a warm glow over the wrecked bedroom. I stirred against Lorenzo’s broad chest, my body heavy with exhaustion yet already humming with the familiar, insidious pull of the heat. It had only been a brief reprieve—maybe two or three hours of fitful sleep—but the fire was returning, licking at my veins and making my core clench with fresh, empty need. Slick had already begun to seep again, coating my thighs and the sheets beneath us. I whimpered softly, pressing closer to the alpha’s solid warmth, inhaling his scent like it was oxygen.