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And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

“Oh god… fuck me, Mr. Collins… please! Give me your cock!” My fingers moved frantically, curling and thrusting while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. I was so close, moaning shamelessly now. “Yes… deeper… fuck your little virgin, Mr. Collins!” The bedroom door suddenly creaked open. Ria stood there in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, arms crossed, an amused smirk on her lips as she watched me finger-fucking myself desperately. “Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.”

Rebecca lay panting there, legs still spread obscenely, scooping some of his cum from her pussy and licking it off her fingers while staring at him. “I’m so fucked,” she whispered, but her voice was filled with satisfaction. “Come back tomorrow afternoon, Elias, my husband doesn’t get home until Friday. I want you to use every single hole next time. Teach this horny MILF what a real man can do.” Elias pulled his pants up, legs shaky, and mind reeling. He’d just lost his virginity in the hottest, nastiest way possible. As he walked back across the yard to his own house, cum still drying on his length, all he'd think was how long till there next fuck.

Not the filthy, twisted, no-limits way that made my pussy throb just thinking about it. I stripped down to nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a pair of thin panties after my shower, my nipples already tight and sensitive against the soft fabric. I climbed onto my bed, the sheets cool against my bare skin, and opened my favorite p**n site. The glow from the screen lit up my dim room like a dirty secret. I didn’t waste time on vanilla crap tonight. My fingers flew across the keyboard: *step daddy fucks step son rough*. Thumbnails loaded, full of exactly what I needed—muscular older men with commanding bodies dominating eager younger guys, cocks buried deep, faces twisted in raw pleasure.

I gasped, panting. "And you're wet just six in the morning, before your brain is even fully set. Your body knows who it belongs to before you do." He fucked me again, his cock thrusting deep, and I could see the morning light through the curtains. My legs were over his shoulders as he moved slowly and deep, pushing my cum from last night even deeper with every stroke. The squelching sound of him fucking me through his own cum was obscene and loud in the morning. "I can feel my cum inside you," he growled, driving even deeper. "Fuck, I promise you're going to sit for breakfast with my cum dripping through your panties while I smile at your mom, thinking what I've done to her daughter without

NB; This story is for ADULT entertainment only. It contains themes of BDSM, fetish, incest and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. The Cruise just began.....Near future with busty dirty slaves. Enjoy. >>>> Normally when Jim's alarm clock went off on a school day, he would moan and groan and turn in the covers, as though trying to fight off an assailant. But on this day, he was instantly awake. He practically vaulted out of bed, slapping off the alarm and throwing on an old t-shirt. He leapt down the stairs, two at a time, careening into the kitchen grinning from ear to ear.

We woke up late because of what we did last night. It was so fantastic! I’m getting excited just thinking about it, and my center is twitching with delight. I didn’t think my experience with s*x would be like that, which my friends and I always talk about. It’s true that at first, it hurts, but then it’s wonderful as time goes on. I'm sure I'm going to be addicted to it, and I want to always make my dad happy.

His fingers spread my lips, his tongue flicking my clit in fast, merciless strokes. I sucked the coordinator's fat cock harder, hollowing my cheeks and letting my throat relax to take him even deeper. His hips buck, his moans filling the room. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," he warns. I pulled away, a string of saliva connecting my lips to his tip. "Not yet," I echoed Gerald's words, grinning. I turned around, positioning myself on all fours, presenting my wet cunt and ass to both of them. Gerald's hand slapped my ass cheek.

He thrusts his fingers in and out slowly, making my orgasm build embarrassingly quick. Gavin thrusts a little faster, leaning over to whisper. "Do you like that babygirl?" I bite my lip and nod my head slowly. He smiles, and whispers. "Do you want to cum on my fingers babygirl? Let me taste you!" A soft moan escapes my lips and I close my eyes, nodding my head. He thrusts a little faster, pressing hard on my clit and my eyes fly open. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum, on the couch, watching a scary movie, with my brother's dad's fingers inside me. The worst part, I am loving everything he is making me feel right now.

I whined at the loss, empty and aching. Adam brought his glistening fingers to my mouth. “Suck.” I obeyed, tasting myself on him, sucking like I would suck his cock. He pressed his forehead to mine, breathing ragged. “I’ve wanted this for a year,” he confessed, voice raw. “Every time you said good morning I imagined bending you over my desk and filling this tight cunt until you screamed.” I reached down and palmed his massive erection through his pants. It was huge, burning hot. I squeezed and stroked him, feeling it jump in my hand.