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Damien began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, his body pressing against mine with each thrust. "Damien," I whispered, my voice breathy and needy. "You feel so good. So fucking good." He captured my lips in another kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his body explored mine. I could feel the pressure building, my body coiling tight with anticipation. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him to go faster. Suddenly, I felt it...the rush of sensation, the release of pressure. I cried out, my body convulsing as I squirted, the wetness soaking the sofa beneath us.

“Fuck yess baby! bounce your ass on my fucking dick” i watched a p**n video starring a red head busty lady riding some fat guys cock,while I stroke my cock vigorously with some lotion,imagining that was my cock,she was bouncing her ass on. I have been addicted to p**n since I was 16 now I’m 21 and I can’t resist watching an ungodly amount of p**n,and jerking off to every video. My sex drive was so off the hook,I couldn’t stay 3hrs before itching for an orgasm, most of my girlfriends left cause I fucked them till they passed out,they might wake up and all I wanted was to shove my dick in their mouths . Even when they were crying.

I felt my belly swell a little from the sheer amount. Cum leaked everywhere. Thick, sticky, different colors and temperatures. The incubus came down my throat and the taste made my brain melt, it was sweet, it was addictive, and felt wrong. They didn’t stop there either, they were no where being done with me just yet. ... I lost track of how many times they fucked me. My pussy was gaping, red, swollen. My asshole felt wrecked. Tentacles had been in every hole, pumping some kind of slick fluid that kept me sensitive and horny even when the pain got too much.

Cerena fell for his charm even as she was trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could she ignore the temptation that came along with it. THIS STORY IS RATED 18+ CONTAINS PART OF BDSM, NOTHING TOO EXTREME THOUGH, JUST MILD. SO IF YOU ARE NOT THE TYPE TO ENJOY STORIES LIKE THIS ONE, I'M SORRY THIS IS NOT FOR YOU. ***** DISCLAIMER: This book is a work of fiction. Names, Character, Places and Incidents are either a product of my imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. And any resemblance to actual persons, [living or dead], business establishments, events or local are purely coincidental and unintentional.

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

"Fix bad sex in marriage." Many links came up. Some were videos. Some were books. But one caught her eye. It was an ad for the Institute of Sensual Arts. "Private 30-day program. Unlock your pleasure. Professional trainers. Discreet." Rebecca clicked on it. The website looked clean and expensive. It promised results. Real transformation. Women who went there learned to enjoy their bodies. They learned to drive their partners wild. "This could work," she whispered. "I can become the wife he wants. Then he will stay."

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

Warning !!! Mature content (18+) The story contains scenes of abuse, B***M, s*x and extreme bullying. His fingers continued their relentless exploration, expertly finding and teasing my most sensitive spots. I bit my lip, desperately trying to resist the unwelcome sensations flooding through me. "Your body betrays you," he whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear. "You can deny it all you want, but I know the truth." I shook my head frantically, tears streaming down my face.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”