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She screamed when she had the chance to go near me. I acted shocked, then laughed. “Oh yes, I am. If you want to find further details, go ask your boyfriend how his hard cock satisfied this pussy of a whore. That might help you to pleasure him more so he wouldn’t need to look for a new pussy to fill in with his cock.” Then I walked away. Our forbidden sex continued for the rest of the trip. There were times when we’d do it in the bathroom, on the outside, in the darkest area of the island, and more.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

I cried out as inch after thick inch sank into my ass, every ring of muscle yielding under the relentless pressure of his girthy member. He didn't stop until his heavy balls rested against my soaked pussy and his entire cock was buried to the hilt inside my ass. "Fuck! you're in my stomach" I screamed, my voice cracking from the sensation. José laughed and spanked my ass again, the sound echoing through the bar. "That's just the beginning, doll." Two more bikers climbed onto the table at once. One knelt between my spread thighs and rammed his cock straight into my dripping pussy in a single savage thrust, stretching the other hole completely.

As they sucked each other's tongues and bit one another's lips, they twisted their bodies together mashing tits and grinding pussy mounds. By the time they moved into a scissor position, forcing and rubbing their wet cunts together, Paula looked to see the two guys standing side by side, stroking each other's stiff cocks as they watched the hot, live p**n in front of them. Bobby had her phone in his free hand and took pictures of the two women as well as their two cocks in each other's fists. She was so happy that their bisexual experience was apparently not going to be just a heat-of-the-moment one-time thing. She loved awakening others to the hidden, frowned-upon joys of taboo sex.

I said carefully, “does that mean... are you both... bi?” Doug gave a small nod, but it was Jennifer who responded. “We’ve shared a few men over the years. Doug realized he was bisexual a while ago, and we started exploring that side of ourselves together. Sometimes with couples. Sometimes with single partners. It’s not a free-for-all. It’s intentional. Consensual. Sexy as hell.” She glanced toward Doug and smiled. “With me, he usually submits. But with men… he leans dominant.” The firelight danced across her features, softening her face. My panic began to untangle, replaced by something warmer. Heavier. A quiet hunger I hadn’t let myself feel in years.

Twice. Her nails dug into his back through his shirt. The table creaked. The city lights flashed behind them. It was filthy. Fast. Raw. The kind of sex you remember for the rest of your life not because it was romantic—but because it ruined you. He fucked her until her voice broke, until her legs shook, until she came gripping his shoulders and sobbing his name. He held her through it. Groaned into her neck. Then pulled out at the last second and came all over her thigh with a low, wrecked sound.

“And you’ve only met him once! How do you know he’s not into those things?” "You don’t mention sports because you’re actually gay! And I think he’d have mentioned one of those sports on the very first encounter, all straight men do." "Oh my God." I could practically envision him pinching the bridge of his nose. "You’re aren’t exactly straight either and that's not how things work." "I’m bisexual, their’s a huge difference.” I corrected, then continued. "He also wears moisturizer. Like, really nice, popular face moisturizer. I saw the jar in their bathroom last week. It’s the popular Korean snail mucin moisturizer."

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.