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Emily is eighteen and has started developing a banging body, with perfect curves around her. The holiday had been going very well so far and we have enjoyed the week we have already spent here exploring and doing all the things you would expect from tourists and then at night retreating to the two side by side cabins we had rented. Tonight though Amy and myself had decided to stay out a bit later and have a few drinks, all night Amy had teased me, whispering into my ear the things she wanted me to do to her later so by the time we had left the bar I was about ready to tear her clothes off and fuck her in front of everyone there.

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Outside, the rain had started to soften, becoming a gentle pitter-patter against the window, a lullaby to the storm raging inside us. Michael pressed a kiss to my forehead, his hand tracing my damp hair. "So, tell me," he murmured, his voice rough with sleepiness. "Do you think watching p**n is still enough?" I laughed softly, the sound raspy from all the screaming. "Come on, keep shut," I said, my voice thick with exhaustion. "I'm sleepy." Divine traced his finger lazily across my naked body, a lingering touch that sent shivers down my spine. "We're not done with you yet," he whispered.

His cologne, sexy and masculine swirls around me, and combined with the low lighting of the bar and the light music playing, it’s the most carnal aphrodisiac. Maybe I could just climb into his lap. “Do you want me to tell you what I’m thinking?” He asks and I realize I never answered his question. I nod, not knowing what my voice will sound like or if the words that leave my mouth would be, ‘Fuck me on this bar right now, please.’ “That I wish we’d just gone back to the room after dinner because I can’t stop thinking about fucking you in only those sexy as fuck heels.” My toes attempt to curl in my shoes in response to his words. “That I want to eat your cunt until you fucking scream.”

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Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

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Amanda added while smiling, making my cheeks flush. “Auntie Amanda’s right,” Donna chimed in. “We want to see little Elle and little Navid already.” “So we decided to give you those tickets. And you've got nothing to worry about. Everything’s arranged. All you have to do is enjoy yourselves. Enjoy each other’s company and, of course, make some babies! We even picked the perfect time. Since it’s winter in Japan, it is perfect for honeymooners,” Hany added excitedly. My cheeks burned even more.

I whispered, a naughty grin spreading across my face. "She isn't supposed to be home until eight," he answered slowly, mirroring my grin. "Then kiss me again," I whispered. "Gladly," he replied, his voice gaining a husky quality. He kissed me, our lips meeting and merging, tasting one another. He gently bit my lower lip, making me moan softly. His kisses flowed down my neck, stopping to nibble on the curve of my shoulder. My body temperature was rising, a primitive need beginning to take control.