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Three years have long gone via on the grounds that that, and nothing has took place in my intercourse existence. My pussy is ravenous for a cock, and that i’m yearning for a actual man who could make up for the years I’ve spent dry. I’ve been studying erotica and every intercourse scene that I read is so interesting, so hot that I come to be finger-fucking my pussy till i've an orgasm, after which, I start feeling so lonely. I want sex, I want so much greater than just sex, I’m yearning for it and i dream approximately the day I finally get a man between my legs and take me to the pleasure realm in a unmarried thrust.

I pictured his thick cock slowly pushing into me, filling me completely the way my husband never did. I pumped my fingers deeper, curling them upward to hit that sensitive spot that made my toes curl. I added a third finger, stretching myself wider. My hips rocked up to meet every thrust. My thumb found my swollen clit and rubbed tight, steady circles. The pleasure built quickly, it felt so hot and somehow urgent. Wet filthy sounds filled the room as my juices coated my fingers and dripped onto the sheets.

Lucas barely lets me through the door before he’s on me. He pushes me against the wall, kissing me hard, hands roaming everywhere. “Tell me one of your filthy little secrets,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Something you’ve touched yourself thinking about but were too ashamed to say.” My face burns, but the desperation wins. “Ice,” I whisper. “I read about someone using ice cubes on a girl’s nipples and clit while they fucked her. I want to feel that. I want it to hurt a little.” Lucas’s eyes darken with pure lust.

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Disclaimer: Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. Triggering themes. Lesbian content. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat that comes with it. Rated 18+ --- Priya Walsh was dreaming again. She could feel it even inside the dream, that specific awareness that sits at the back of your mind telling you this isn't real while everything happening in front of you feels more real than anything you experienced while you were awake. Brooklyn's hands were in her hair.

"But I may have imagined this scenario once or twice." Felix's laugh was low and sensual. "Only once or twice?" Before she could answer, his thumb found the damp center of her panties, pressing firmly against her clit through the silk. Wendy gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. "So responsive," Felix murmured, increasing the pressure. "I've imagined making you wet like this during every boring budget meeting for the past year." His confession sent another rush of heat between her legs. "Tell me what you want," he commanded, his thumb now moving in slow circles. "I need to hear you say it."

I watched Chase fuck Monica, his cock buried deep in her pussy, the muscles in his back flexing, the low, guttural sounds he made, and it always made my pussy wet. Other nights, I stayed in my own room, fingering my pussy, biting my pillow to muffle my moans, as I imagined it was his cock moving in and out of my pussy instead of my fingers, that his hands were on my hips, his mouth on my throat. I knew it was wrong. I knew I was messed up for craving Chase that way, but it was not my fault that he was so incredibly hot, so sexy and so fucking irresistible. I had tried to talk myself out of it.

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