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"I understand. My ex-wife was a sex freak. We did it all the time, all over. But I wasn't enough. She got caught in a sixty-nine with a high school senior. We were both teachers and both got fired and blackballed." "It was a girl?" "Yes." "Never done that..." Kate says, quietly. She sits and leans on her thighs, "So, Sean and me." "You don't have to." Kate sighs, "I want to, Charlie. I want to tell you, okay?" "You sure this is a good idea?" Kate fidgets in the chair, "Well, I'm soakin right now, but we promised, right?" She looks at my waist, "You hard, Charlie?"

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

A low whistle cut the air. “Fuck, she wasn’t kidding. Look at that pretty little pussy, just waiting for us.” The voice was unfamiliar, gruff. Clarissa’s mouth went dry. This wasn’t part of the game. Was it? Sam’s fantasy… he’d mumbled about sharing, about watching… Her mind raced as a second pair of hands grabbed her other thigh, spreading her wider. The blunt, fat head of a cock pressed against her entrance, already slick with her own anticipation. This is really happening, she thought, a wild mix of terror and euphoria tearing through her.

“You are ours and we are going to fix a glaring problem tonight. I know it’s not what you wanted and way too soon, but I won’t have anyone else come for you because you are not fully ours.” “Okay.” I whisper. It’s all I can say. I agree with him, this can’t be the reason males come for me or females come for any of them, because I know I would be the same way if the situation was reversed. I am just terrified. All of the stories have made me very nervous about my first time having sex and I have three mates to please. What if I don’t please them, or can’t? Would they reject me if I can’t give them what they want?

The bright overhead light of the room flicked on, flooding the space with a harsh, unforgiving brightness. “Both Lily and I scrambled to sit up.” I yanked my still-sensitive cock out of her pussy as she frantically pulled the duvet back up to her chest. I, on the other hand, was too stunned, too terrified to even think about covering myself. I just sat there, naked and exposed, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and dread as I stared at the figure standing in the doorway.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

“Okay, fine. He had me bent over the couch in the open area for half the night. Fucked me so deep and slow at first, then got rough when I told him to, he pulled my hair, choked me just enough, made me squirt all over the floor while people watched. Then he flipped me and made me ride him until my legs gave out. I think I left claw marks on his back. Worth it.” I laughed, the sound bubbling up light and free. “Look at us…three walking disasters who finally got properly dicked down. My ex could barely last thirty seconds and here we are, limping like we ran a marathon on dick. I’m never going back to quick, boring sex again. From now on, it’s rough, tied-up, make-me-scream-or-don’t-bother sex

(Warning: This chapter contains some sexual content that may be offensive to some readers, please do not read if you're below 18. Do not read if you are not a fan of BDSM sex, read at your own discretion) "No... ooo! Damien!" I screamed out, my voice filled with sheer terror. The room seemed to amplify my fear, the echoes bouncing off the walls. The overwhelming feeling of dread coursed through my veins, leaving me trembling with fear. As I glanced upward, my eyes widened in sheer terror. He locked the door, trapping us in the brightly lit room with a haunting pink glow. The room fell into an eerie silence, leaving me frightened and filled with suspense, desperate to know what he was really

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Car sex is good, how much I missed. "Damn your pussy is so tight... I'm gonna cum" he groaned as he thrusted deeper into me. One of breast spurted out of my dress as it bounced to his thrust. I moaned loudly as I reached orgasm. He grabbed hold of my ass as he pounded into me and soon came in the condom. We both collapsed on the car seat breathing heavily. "Damn that was great" he said as I arranged my dress. "Thanks" I faked a smile. He reached for his trouser and brought out some cash. He made to give me the money but I stopped him.