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Without a word, they moved into position, the air was thick with anticipation, and the musky scent of our mixed arousal. My tight unfucked ass was about to be claimed. I shivered, pushing myself onto my hands and knees and presenting myself like the eager consort I was in this twisted fantasy world. How would I get back? I brushed the thought away immediately focusing on the fun about to happen; getting my three holes pulverised by their monstrous cocks at once! Lucien stepped up first, that veiny cock of his was thick and curved like a banana. He had been stroking it the whole time making pre-cum drip from the slit, and my mouth watered at the sight.

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The secret made Seraphina smile all the way home. On the weekend, Isolde took her to a luxury cabin getaway. No work, just the two of them. Tall trees surrounded the wooden house. Inside, a large bed dominated the main room. They spent hours in bed exploring each other. Soft sheets tangled around their naked bodies. Isolde taught her how to scissor. She positioned Seraphina on her back and climbed between her legs. Their wet pussies pressed together. Isolde started moving in slow, sensual circles. The slick heat rubbed perfectly. Seraphina loved the feeling of their bodies pressed close. Clits brushed with every grind. Wet sounds filled the quiet cabin.

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She wanted to feel April's pussy lips against hers. "Sure, which position do you want to try out?" April asked. She had really enjoyed the feeling of Josephine's fingers and lips on her pussy so she wanted to keep going. "It is the scissors sex position. Is it ok with you if our pussies touch? Because the position allows me to rub my pussy lips against yours. I promise you that you will love it." Josephine said hesitantly, thinking that April would say no. "Yes, Josephine, I am totally okay with it. I want you to touch me, fuck me, rub your pussy against mine. I fucking want more. Please touch me, Josephine." April said. Josephine could see April's need and desire in her eyes.

The sensation of being filled so completely made Ara shudder. Damon finally pulled out. A thick stream of his cum leaked from her stretched pussy onto the silk sheets. “Get to the desk,” he said, still breathing hard. “Write the scene. Now. Every detail. While my cum is still dripping out of you.” Ara’s legs shook as she walked naked to the elegant desk beside his bed. She sat down, feeling his warm seed leaking down her thighs as she opened the new laptop. Her fingers trembled as she began typing, describing every delicious moment. His tongue on her clit, the powerful creampie while staring into her eyes.

Chapter four Iris' pov Fucked senseless...? ... Daddy asked me to cradle my legs, and I quickly obeyed, my knees bent over my forearms. He then slid my underwear to one side, finally exposing my pink pussy, with its folds glistening with my love nectar. I watched as he dropped to his knees and pulled my thighs closer to him and then dipped his head to lick my juices. "Fuck, you taste good, Iris," he confessed before continuing to perform cunnilingus. He did that so well that my back bowed off the bed.

But the man on the other end just kept talking about supply chains without being aware of the immoral act going on under the desk. I made quick work of the buttons, peeling the fabric back. He wasn't wearing anything underneath. He sprang free, hot and rigid, a stark contrast to the cool air of the room. He was magnificent and terrifying. I looked at him, the crown of his member weeping a single bead of moisture that caught the stray light under the desk. I glanced up. The underside of the desk was just inches above my head. I could hear the rhythmic tap of Julian's pen on the wood above, tap, tap, tap, a silent metronome for my performance.

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

“I knew you’d look so fucking good taking Daddy’s cock.” Mr. Collins started moving again, with slow and delibrate, deep rolls of his hips that made his thick cock hit every sensitive inch inside me. The wet, sound of my pussy sucking him in and out filled the shower. Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks.