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“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Soon, I came with a scream, my cream filling his mouth, my body shaking, my back arching off the mattress. He crawled up my body, his cock pressing against my entrance, hot and insistent, but he didn't push in. Instead, he reached into his nightstand, pulling out a vibrator, black, with a curved tip designed for maximum stimulation. The sight of it made my pussy clench with anticipation. "Ever been fucked by two things at once?" he asked, his voice dark. "No." “Today will be your first.” He pressed the vibrator against my clit, turning it on low,

I could hear how Alexa released low gasps as Marcus slid two fingers into her, worked them back and forth and the room filled with slick, blunt noises. His hand quickened, fingertips curled to press the front wall of her G-spot while the pad of his thumb swept across her clit. Alexa reached out, caught a fistful of my hair. She held on while she stared at my mouth over Marcus length. The bisexual tension peaked hard inside me. This was my first real taste of another man — thick, hot, and commanding in my mouth — while my wife lay beside us getting pleasured by the same fingers that had just been inside her.

When she did, and I could gulp down some air, I shoved my hand down to my own sopping pussy and savaged my own clit. It took only a couple of strokes and I came, too, growling my pleasure into Doris’s crotch. We lay like that for long moments, breathing deeply and relaxing cramped muscles. My head lay on Doris’s thigh, my gaze on her open, drooling sex, my face soaked with her fluids. I was amazed at myself. Just an hour ago I was as straight as the proverbial arrow. Now I was definitely a bisexual girl. No way would I give up this kind of fun.

“Deeper. If you make me come I might let you fuck me.” The man’s tongue worked frantically. Wet sounds filled the room. Nadia moaned, rolling her hips, using his face like a toy. She reached down and pinched his nipples hard. The man groaned into her cunt. She rode his mouth faster, tits bouncing, until her thighs tightened and she came with a sharp cry, soaking his face. Mateo’s hand moved to his crotch without thinking. He rubbed himself through his pants, eyes glued to the scene. Nadia stood up, cum from her orgasm glistening on the man’s chin. She grabbed a strap-on from the table, a thick black dildo and buckled it around her hips.

"Bend over the desk. Ass up, legs spread." I scrambled up, skirt hiked to my waist, tits spilling out as he ripped my blouse open—buttons pinging across the floor. Cool wood hit my nipples, hardening them more. I arched my back, pussy exposed, lips puffy and dripping, clit peeking out begging. He stepped behind, rubbing his cock along my slit slow, coating himself in my juices. The fat head nudged my entrance, parting folds, but didn't push in. "Beg for it, Mira. Beg your boss to ruin this married pussy."

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

But they still weren’t done. They flipped me onto my back and folded me in half, legs pushed up to my shoulders. Zane pushed back into my cum-drenched pussy while Jax slid his lubed cock into my tight ass. The double penetration hit like lightning. I screamed in ecstasy as both holes were stuffed full, the men finding a brutal rhythm that had me seeing stars. The others stroked their cocks over my body, slapping my tits, pinching my nipples, and calling me their filthy shared toy.

I strode in with my head held high, my bag in hand, my heels clicking on the marble floor of the erotic club. Clack clack clack, that was the only sound that could be heard as I walked into the reception area of the erotic club. I was then redirected to a private reception area. As I made my way to the new area, there was sex happening everywhere I looked, blowjobs, threesomes, and BDSM, name it. It was unmistakably a swinging club. I approached the receptionist and requested a room and a bi-curiosity. The receptionist offered me a tablet with a list of participants and a photo of each. I asked their best girl. The girl in front of me smiled and pointed to a picture of a blonde girl, and the

Valerie Said and smirked. She walked towards her bed and climbed on it she hovered over Psalm and claimed her lips kissing her madly. Valerie is a bisexual she does both boys and girls. Psalm also kissed her back, Valerie took her hand underneath Psalm skirt shifted her panties to one side and slid three fingers into Psalm p**sy. Psalm broke the kiss and let out a loud moan as Valerie started fingering her. Psalm easily tore off Valerie's tank top her two big breasts bounced out.