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"It's a...solid choice. “How about you?” I asked, turning to face him. “What's yours?” “Well… I read a lot of books and finding a favourite among them has become almost impossible because they all stand out differently.” “Impressive.” I smiled. “Do you read erotica?” he asked, as he halted his steps and turned to face me. My heart skipped. Not because of the genre but because of how he said it. The tone he used was… dangerous. “Well…. I… most of the time.” I stammered.

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

ARC 27: VELVET CUFFS TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit taboo erotica, public risk, under-table foot play, bathroom sex, rough oral, forced deepthroating, degradation, CNC elements and graphic sexual content.. Mature readers only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark fiction ------- Kailani's pov Sarah's hands digs into my side for the hundredth time this evening trying to get my attention But I can’t tear my eyes off the corner where Red is practically fucking that girl in front of everyone.

"Let me help you release it." His hands slid higher. He cupped my breasts fully now. His thumbs rubbed over my nipples through the dress. I gasped. The touch sent sparks down my body. My pussy clenched. I pressed my thighs together. "Father Jake... this is not prayer." "It is a different kind of healing," he answered. His voice stayed steady but his hands kept moving. He squeezed my breasts. Rolled my nipples between his fingers. "Tell me how it felt when he fucked you." I closed my eyes. My body betrayed me. Heat pooled between my legs. "He bent me over the seat. He pulled my panties aside. He pushed his cock inside me. It was thick. It stretched me. I moaned even though I knew it was wrong

The dam of passion burst open as we wildly groped each other like a couple of teenagers who had been grounded for a year! After we petted for a few minutes, Eva grabbed my bulging crotch and growled, “I fucking want you.” I croaked weakly, “Yes” as she led me by the hand into the next room, pulling off her tank top and skirt as we walked between the rooms. Obviously, she did a bit of wardrobe planning for tonight!

Christian's face filled my thoughts—his lustful and heavy-lidded gaze, hands roaming everywhere, from my clit to my nipples to the curve of my ass, owning every part. He flipped me in my mind, spreading my legs wide, thrusting savagely while his fingers rubbed my clit raw. I enjoyed surrendering to him like this, the fantasy of his dominance pushing me higher, my body responding with floods of arousal. The pressure built unbearably, my walls fluttering around the dildo. I slammed down one final time, grinding my clit against the buzzing toy, and shattered. “Christian…” His name tore from my lips as orgasm ripped through me, my pussy spasming, squirting messily over the sheets.

With one or the other, I end up tangled between the sheets of a comfortable and large bed. Throughout my life (well, not all, but from the age of fifteen, when I managed to overcome a difficult stage for my self-esteem) I have not known whether to take my physical beauty - and excuse me if I am arrogant, but modesty is not is one of my virtues — as a blessing or as a curse, since most of the time, women only seek me out to satisfy their carnal appetites. Only once did I make a connection beyond the skin, and it was with a woman ten years older than me, so whenever I can, I run away from girls, since they only turn to me, because in a way they see a way to carry out one of their fantasies. Fu

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

I scream out his name, feeling my walls tumble around him and my body tremble with the remnants of what he’s done to me. My first orgasm from another man in over ten years; I know the guilt will set in later, but right now, I am feeling selfish. Christian then fixes my dress moves from between my legs while licking his lips and looking down at me as if he has just won a prize. “That was even better than I ever could have imagined; I swear I have just tasted the nectar of the Gods.” He says, making me curl into myself with a cringe. “I wanted to taste your first climax with me and fuck, it tasted sweet,” he says, then leans down to kiss me - softly this time.