Romans & histoires Cerita Dewasa Yg Nyata

"Yes, I bet they do. It's probably natural when you're young and horny and there's a girl or a boy right there. But actual, total, full-on sex? There's no way. I mean, it's illegal." "Yes, they do," Darcy said. She was pouting now. "Brothers and sisters have sex. All the time. And I can prove it to you." "I'm pretty sure those videos are fake," I said, "And those stories are written by creepy, loveless virgins and old pervs." "I can prove it," Darcy said, "With real people that we both know." "OK, seriously?" "Sam and Dave," Darcy said, she sat back, arms crossed, like she'd won the argument.

Our professor, although old, is not an idiot. I sit in my chair, more or less quietly, while reviewing...uh...what am I reviewing by the way? It doesn’t matter because this damn Jer continues to improve his petting. He parts the flesh of my entrance and sighs contentedly next to my ear, feeling my moisture on his fingers. Damn, where did that come from? I’m not...excited, am I? No! No! No! I cannot be! And it is indecent. I’m a good girl and not some slut.

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

He filled me completely. “Ride me,” he said, hands on my hips. I started moving, grinding on him. Jake moved behind me. He spread my ass cheeks and rubbed his thumb over my tight hole. I tensed. “Relax,” Jake murmured. “We won’t do anything you don’t want.” I looked back at him. “Just… be gentle.” He spat on his fingers and worked one slowly inside my ass while I kept riding Ryan. The fullness was intense. Almost overwhelming. But it felt dirty and amazing at the same time.

“I’m… excited. And a little bit like I’m going to throw up.” He smiled, a genuine, relieved smile this time. “Me too.” He moved to sit beside her, the mattress dipping under his weight. Their knees brushed, a jolt of warmth passing between them. “So, uh…” He gestured vaguely at the bed, then the condoms. “Where do we start?” Adeswua let out a soft giggle, her shoulders shaking. “I don’t know. I read some articles. They said… kissing is usually a good first step.”

Jax groaned, his hips snapping against her ass. Then she felt a thick, lubed finger press against her other hole. She tensed. “Relax, legacy,” a calm voice soothed, even as the finger pushed in, working her open. “Gonna fill this sweet ass next. Gonna make you take cock in every hole at once. That’s how you become a Phi Kap bitch.”

Carefully, I scrolled down, and there I saw more indecency than I had ever encountered in my entire life. They seemed to be videos available on the main page, and the preview images told me everything I needed to know. From a group of men with just one woman, to massive cocks, to anal play, a lot of it was stuff I couldn’t even find the words to describe. Okay, so I’ve touched myself plenty of times. Being thirty-seven, it's obvious I had a vibrator to play with whenever I needed a quick release.

Heat rushed between her legs, and she felt her pussy start to get wet. Professor Kane began the lecture right on time. His voice was steady and professional as he talked about symbolism in the assigned reading. Sara tried to focus, but her eyes kept drifting to his hands. Those same hands that had gripped her thighs and pushed his fingers deep inside her. She squeezed her legs together under the desk. The pressure only made it worse. Her clit throbbed, and fresh slickness coated her panties. Within minutes, she was soaked. The fabric stuck to her swollen lips, and every small movement sent a jolt of need through her.

“All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut who twerks her ass and spreads her dripping pussy on camera for thousands of guys?” Her mouth fell open and closed several times opened again. Her face had gone completely pale like she was about to pass out. “Please… Nelson, it’s not what you think. I can explain…” I pulled my phone out, opened my secret folder, and hit play. The sound of her own pornstar moans immediately filled the small bathroom. On the screen, Lunar Katt was on all fours, completely naked except for the black mask, back arched