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I stared at the message for a long time before replying. Me: Sore. Jake: Good. You took us like a champ. We’re still talking about how tight you were. Another message came in from Tyler. Tyler: Send us a picture of your used holes. We want to see what we did to you. I hesitated… then I did it. I spread my legs, took a photo of my swollen, cum-leaking pussy and ass, and sent it to the group chat they had clearly made without me. The replies came fast.

But I wince, closing my eyes instinctively at the odd feeling. It's too much, and I'm not used to it. "Hey," he calls, causing me to look at him. "It's okay, take it all out." Instinctively, I do as he says, pulling all three of my fingers out "There, stop just at the tips." On saying this, his hand on his cap squeezes around it, drawing out precum. It's so... lovely, whitish like lots of puddle joined together. Delicious puddle,

I wiped the last of the cum off my cock as I clicked on the box to open our private chat room. I couldn’t type fast enough to tell him how much his stories had turned me on. After I told him I had stroked myself to three climaxes in an hour and a half—more than I had ever been able to do before—he asked me if I would like to experiment with some online sex and masturbate together. I asked him if he was sure that no one else could read what we were doing, and he assured me that in the private chat room no one would mind—it happened all the time.

His smirk didn’t need encouragement. The rest of the class trickled in slowly and hesitantly. They always avoided the seats between us like sitting in our crossfire would burn. Professor Hale entered last with a weathered scroll tucked beneath one arm. “Today’s debate,” he said, “concerns the sexual invocation rites of the Carcerem Cults. Voss. Liliane. You lead.” Adrien spoke first. “The Carcerem Cult believed orgasm, especially delayed or denied, opened gateways to divine consciousness. They used pain and ritual edging and forced climax to awaken the gods chained beneath reality.”

A low growl escaped his throat as he wrapped his large hand around the base. "Fuck," I screamed in my head. Why the fuck was he that hard? The sight was mesmerising. My mouth hung open, unable to close. I couldn't look away. He stroked himself slowly, his thumb lazily spreading the precum that beaded at the tip. His cock swelled even thicker, the veins popping out along the shaft. As he continued to stroke, a low moan rumbled in his chest. My pussy clenched instinctively. It felt like he was thrusting into me right there. I could feel my own wetness soaking through my panties, a traitorous heat spreading between my legs.

Tom told her as he sat up from the chair and pulled his briefs down to his knees, baring his hardon and getting his cock ready for him to start stroking himself as he and Julie got hotter and hotter with each other. "Julie, I'm stroking my hard meat right now, and the pre-cum is already leaking from the juice hole, baby. I wish you were here to lick and suck my cock and take the swollen head of my hardon in your mouth, girl and lick me until you were ready for me to slide inside you and fuck you," Tom wrote as he began to stroke his hand up and down over his large 7-incher jutting hotly from his groin.

But I decided that perhaps I didn't know everything about Michael, especially his sexual likes and dislikes, so after he left for school the next morning, I returned to his laptop, and this time I checked his favourites. Most were game sites, but there were three Literotica addresses, as well as a pantyhose site. The first Literotica page was simply a list of new stories updated each day, the second was the top incest stories by score, but the third was one that gave me lots of information about my son's kinks. It was a search engine with the following tags: mom, son, and submission.

“Both of you…Take it all like the cum dumpsters you are.” Stream after stream covered their cheeks, lips, and foreheads, dripping down onto their tits. Stacey let out a needy moan, rubbing his cum into her skin with her fingers, then licking it clean. Mia tilted her head back, letting it run down her throat and swallowed it. Dan smirked down at them, still stroking the last drops onto their tongues. “Look at you. Pretty little sluts. Your parents would think you are good in solving equations and mathematics problems. But no… here you are, swallowing my cum."