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“Soaked. My pussy’s been aching for days. And after what I saw tonight… I need it rough.” We moved to a dark corner booth, away from prying eyes. The moment we sat down, his mouth was on mine….hungry, demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his big hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him. I moaned into the kiss, straddling his thigh and grinding my dripping core against the hard muscle there. The friction against my clit made me whimper. “Fuck, you’re burning up,” he growled against my lips. His hand slid under my dress, fingers brushing my soaked lace panties. “No wonder you’re desperate. You’re drenched.”

he murmured, his fingers exploring her folds with gentle curiosity. Mia's hips jerked as he circled her most sensitive spot, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Please," she breathed, beyond caring about anything but his touch. Alex kissed his way back up to her lips, capturing her mouth as his fingers continued their skilled work between her thighs. One finger slipped inside her, then another, curling forward to find the spot that made her gasp against his mouth. His thumb maintained steady pressure on her, building a tension that wound tighter with each stroke.

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Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.

Everywhere something is interesting to lay your eyes on. “Well good. I knew you would be taking a lot of books, it was only fair that you have the highest choice.” he says and I quickly turn around to see him leaning against a pillar checking me out. So while he stands behind me watching me, which both intimidates and excites me, I take each book out, one by one, pulling them from the bookcase, some wonderful editions of Jane Austen, Dickens, Ovid, Homer, Kundera and then 'For Whom the Bell Tolls' and, finally, Lolita.

Until a few weeks ago: ~ The house is empty. Music slips into the silence, low and steady. I sway my hips in rhythm, not bothering with the clothes my mother would approve of. Today, I let myself exist. I’m in just my bra and panties, nothing more. My hair is tied back with a ribbon instead of being hidden beneath fabric. I’ve been keeping a secret collection of romance songs and steamy novels, tucked away under my bed. I lend them out when the pile gets too large, trading them for new ones from old classmates.

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

“Professor Reynolds caught me daydreaming about your cock. I need you so fucking bad right now.” He kissed me hungrily, his thick fingers finding my dripping pussy. I dropped to my knees, pulled out his massive cock, and sucked him deep into my mouth. “Mmm, Daddy… your cock tastes so good,” I moaned between slurps. “I love sucking you at work. Fuck my throat, please.” “Harder… yes, just like that,” he groaned, guiding my head. “Oh fuck, right there, princess. Faster. Take me deeper. Yes… oh there… your mouth is perfect.”

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

Chapter 125 Three Hearts, Six Hands. Elena’s POV. I was still catching my breath when Sasha climbed up my body and kissed me deeply. I could taste Dominic’s cum on her tongue and it made me feel so dirty in the best way. Dominic watched us with dark, hungry eyes while he slowly stroked his cock. “Turn over, baby,” Sasha whispered against my lips. “I want that ass up again.” I obeyed without thinking, getting on all fours. My body was already sore in the most delicious places, especially my sensitive nipples that still throbbed from all the sucking and pinching. Sasha moved behind me and spread my ass cheeks.