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Alex chuckled against my neck, his hand sliding down to join Kai's between my legs. His fingers brushed Kai's, and instead of pulling away, Kai groaned, shifting to make room. Alex's thick fingers pressed alongside Kai's, two sets of fingers now scissoring inside my dripping cunt, stretching me wider and hitting every nerve. The sensation was overwhelmingly full, and perfect. I threw my head back against Alex's chest, my moans turned into whimpers as they worked me in tandem. Kai's free hand gripped my ass, spreading my cheeks slightly, and his thumb teased the tight ring of my asshole. "You like that, Malika? Being our little slut tonight?", Kai murmured as he licked my thigh before he nibb

“Please, Maksim. I–“ He licked one slow stripe up and center and her back arched off the bed like she’d been electrocuted. He placed a large hand on her stomach, keeping her in place as he fucked her with his tongue, thrusting in and out of her virgin cunt while his finger rubbed violent circles against her clit. Charlotte was shaking, her legs threatening to close around Maksim’s head. She bucked, not sure whether to run away from his mouth or beg for more. She had never felt this kind of sensation in her life. It was overwhelming but it was the kind that she didn’t want to stop anytime soon. Maksim smiled against her clit at her reaction. She was going to quickly learn that debts in the Br

I hung up and put the phone down, my hand still trembling from everything crashing together at once. The money he was offering, the filthy journal, the way my pussy would not stop aching... it was too much. Professor James leaned in closer again, his body heat reaching me as he picked up the journal and held it out to me. "We're not done, Lana. Open it to page twenty-two." "The one where I described edging a shy girl until she's dripping down her thigh and begging for cock. Read it aloud for me slowly. Let me hear every filthy word in your voice and watch how wet it makes you."

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The room echoed with skin slapping, moans, and filthy words. “Fuck your stepdaughter harder,” Sarah urged him while fingering me. “Fill that tight pussy.” Jake finally lost control. He had me on my back, legs over his shoulders in a mating press. Sarah sat on my face as he pounded me mercilessly. The angle hit so deep I saw stars. I licked Sarah frantically while my stepbrother destroyed my cunt. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” Jake warned, thrusting faster. “Do it,” I moaned into Sarah’s pussy. “Cum in your stepsister!”

Ric lay on top of my body, making me feel his full weight. ― Are you OK love? Are you feeling something? I hurt you? His voice had a worried tone. ― I'm great. Writing about sex is very different from reality. —Write about sex? So that's what you write? He looked surprised. —You got me.— I felt my face burn with embarrassment, and to make matters worse, he blackmailed me by asking me to show him my erotic books. I promised I would show it on one condition. — I promise if you eat me on all fours.

And so damned hot. She talked about narrative structure and unreliable narrators. I barely heard her. My hand shook as I turned to page 117. When she asked if anyone had an example of a compelling line from erotic literature, I raised my hand. She raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Turner?” I stood and cleared my throat. “He wanted to taste obedience on her tongue.” The class went silent. A couple students chuckled. Someone made a low “damn” sound in the back. She didn’t laugh. She just smiled slowly.

I moaned, trembling, my body slick, my pussy still throbbing around him. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, whispering filthy commands as he gripped us both in his hands. “This is the unholiest thing you’ll ever feel… and you’re going to crave every second of it.” My body quaked at the thought. This wasn’t just sex… this was taboo, raw, and filthy, and I wanted every second. Every rough thrust, every cruel touch, every filthy word from him.

He lifted me off the floor and positioned me on a padded bench. Soon I was tied in a way that my legs were taped back toward my shoulders, making my pussy and ass completely exposed and vulnerable. My heart raced and I screamed into the gag as he clamped my nipples, the metal biting down hard. He tugged on the chain, making me scream again, but for some fucked up reason the pain only seemed to turn me on even more. The vibrators were the next thing to follow. Sameal forced a thick dildo into my pussy, stretching me wider than I had ever been. He also stuffed my ass with a smaller one.

She was buried last night under the weight of their heavy chests and the endless, deep thrusts that kept me pinned to the floor. I am completely hooked. I am utterly, permanently addicted to the raw, dirty feeling of being shared by them. I don't want them to treat me like a friend ever again. I don't want the casual conversations, the polite distance, or the innocent hugs. I want the commands. I want the heavy, punishing strokes of their cocks stretching me open until I can't even remember my own name. I want the overwhelming sensation of being used as a whore by the two men I trust most in the world.