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Be honest, what’s the worst, filthiest thing you’ve ever done for money? I’ll give you a minute to think about that. Think very closely… Great, now I’ll tell you what mine is… sex. Filthy dirty sex where I was used like a whore and worse; it wasn’t even by a man. It was a woman. A powerful, rich woman who turned out to be exactly the kind of dirty fantasy my body had been craving for years.

I bite my lip, typing fast. “Just a T-shirt, riding up. Black lace panties, super tight. You will definitely like it and it will drive you crazy.” His reply pops up quickly, making my stomach flip. “Fuck, I can picture you on that bed. Should I tell you something nasty?” “Go for it,” I type, my heart picking up. “If I were with you, I would grab your boobs, slow at first, feeling you up. Then I will slide my hand down, beneath your panties, rubbing your clits and fingering your pussy till you’re shaking.”

I had then accidentally opened up his gallery and saw that it was filled to the brim with porn videos. Perhaps my curiosity had gotten ahead of me. It had killed the cat, after all. But after I learned about his nasty stash of porn videos, I felt as though some lustful demon had awakened inside of me. I couldn't help thinking that the women in those videos were as ugly as heck. I wanted to show him what true beauty really looked like.

(MATURE CONTENT 18+) Startled, Adrija rapidly sits up and gets off the table, her body still quivering from her orgasm as her legs feel like they could give out any moment but the way Shiv was looking at her it just made her ten times hornier. Shiv couldn't believe the sight in front of him. He couldn't keep out of his mind Adrija's bare ass and her p*ssy f*cking the table. His d*ck twitched inside his trousers wanting to be released and f*ck her right on top of that table, the erotic image turning him on beyond belief.

We began talking erotically to each other during our love making and her use of dirty words, something she had never done before, always resulted in strong orgasms from both of us. I think the event that lead to our sexual breakthrough was when we decided to put our fantasies on paper. We were sitting around reading and drinking coffee one night when the subject of sex came up. I was feeling a bit bold that evening so I began pestering her about her fantasies. I wanted her to tell me what she fantasized about when she was alone masturbating. This was still a difficult subject for her so after some prodding with little results I had an idea. We would each take ten cards and envelopes and writ

I knew it would be. Her smile was awkward and shy. "I've been reading a lot of, you know.. erotica lately—those steamy novels. And.. and it's awakened something in me. Desires I've never acted on. But now, I can't stop thinking about them. It's affecting my sleep, my focus at work. I feel this constant.. tension. Like my body's on fire, but I don't know how to release it without losing control." "What about your husband? Can't he... "

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 Mature Content Omarion felt hugely discomforted with the way his member had grown f****g hard asking for attention and he knew there was no way he could invite a lady to his bed. He knew the sight of another on his bed at the time would not excite him at all. The only person that could stay in his bed and entice him to come over was Isis. He would definitely run mad with excitement to have Isis laying in his bed naked with her legs wide apart and her sexy c**t on display, he would not mind dying after he finished with her.

Happy just watched me wallow in regret. "You must have inhaled the incense. That's the best explanation for what you're going through." He said tapping his chin. I turned to face him. What was he talking about? "What incense?" I asked. He waved at the air and that was when I noticed a barely visible fume. "It has no scent. What it does is that it drives your sexual desires into overdrive." His words rang inside my ears and echoed in my head. I remembered how I had woken up with bigger breasts and an uncontrollable desire to fuck anything I could get my hands on.

I said, "I'll show you." I got off the couch, went back to my bedroom, and grabbed the iPad. I'd long since surfed away from what I'd been reading, so I navigated to the front page of the site and handed it to my sister. Her eyes went wide. "Erotic literature?" "It sounds fancier than it is," I said, "It's just dirty stories. Word smut. But it works for me. I guess it kind of gives me the best of both worlds. The stories are hot, but they also engage my imagination. I'm sorry. I hope this isn't creepy. Maybe I shouldn't have shown you this."