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The fact that she had a pretty face and great body, combined with her inexperience and shyness, got Josephine even hornier. There was something wild, irresistible and purely sexy about that girl. Josephine wanted that soft skin to rub against hers. She couldn't wait to rub her pussy against April's pussy. Oh fuck. The erotic thoughts of her and April in a scissors position, rubbing and pressing their pussies against each other, made the volume her moans and groans increase. She increased the movement of her fingers, brutal thrusting and ramming her fingers into her pussy over and over again, her thumb coming in contact with her sensitive clit with every powerful thrust.

I coated my saliva over the tip and continued massaging it. "Fuck! You know how to make one feel good, you little slut," he growled, and I continued to make him feel better by massaging and sucking his cock. His hand reached out and grabbed my breast over the top I was wearing, with nothing underneath. I was turned on myself, but pleasuring him came first, because when it came to him doing vice versa, I forgot the existence of my friend or the fact that I was doing the forbidden with her father. "Go faster!" he grumbled, pushing my head down more.

Outside the office window the city moved on, unaware. Ronan fucked him in long, deep strokes that made the desk creak. One hand pinned Emery’s wrists above his head. The other stroked his cock in time. The breeding language never stopped. Low, steady descriptions of claiming him on the very desk where Ronan worked, of leaving him full and marked so the scent of it stayed on his skin. Emery came hard across his own stomach. Ronan kept thrusting through the clench, then buried himself and came with a low groan, hips pressed tight. He stayed inside while they both caught their breath, then pulled out and watched the slow leak of come onto the desk blotter. Emery cleaned it with a tissue, but Ro

I opened eagerly, taking him between my lips, sucking and licking while he threaded his fingers through my hair. Seraphine lay beneath me, her mouth returning to my breasts, fangs piercing again in shallow, teasing bites that sent sparks of pleasure through my already sensitive body. Lucian and Viktor took turns feeding from my shoulders and back, their mouths leaving trails of cooling bites across my skin. The rhythm built once more. Elias pounding into me from behind, his hips slapping against my ass with wet, obscene sounds. Damien fucking my mouth with controlled thrusts, careful not to choke me yet giving me enough to taste the salty precum mixed with the lingering flavor of my blood. S

I nodded, breath hitching as he slid one thick finger inside me. “Read tonight’s first vow,” he said, nodding toward the notebook beside us. “While I get you ready for my cock.” My hand trembled as I reached for it and opened to the newest page. “I vow… to crave your touch even when I’m supposed to be working for her,” I read, voice breathy. “To let you use my body as your secret outlet… until the guilt only makes me wetter.” Lucas groaned softly and added a second finger, pumping them deep and steady while his thumb worked my clit.

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

And why was my heart racing when he had his eyes fixed on me. ********* Aunt May had a ladies hangout with some of her friends leaving me alone. My step uncle also met with a distant friend of his, but I wasn't bothered about being left home alone. I had the room to myself, dressed exactly how Uncle Wilton would have wanted me as I read another piece from my collection of erotic book. My legs were growing weak and I spread them wide while imagining my step uncle was touching me from behind. I should had reprimanded myself right there but I was too overwhelmed by the flow of erotic thoughts. My hand reached downwards skirting past my abdomen.

Across the room, Todd had shifted his focus, his grip possessive on his other target—another adult—pinning them with the same ruthless control. The slap of skin echoed as he drove into their willing body, his thrusts deliberate, his dominance unrelenting. "Mine now," he snarled, fingers digging into their hips. The air thickened with sweat and exertion, Rico's pace turning brutal as Jon's moans grew ragged, their bodies a clash of power and submission. Jon's body bowed under Rico's thrusts, his thick thighs trembling as Rico's cock stretched him open, the ridge of his head dragging against Jon's sensitive walls.

Something aching to be molded. I met him in my Tuesday night workshop. "Erotics of Language"—a curated space for writers who wanted to learn how to use sensuality in storytelling. Most came in with curiosity or thinly veiled hunger. He came in with a notebook gripped like a lifeline and questions trembling on his lips. I noticed him in the third session. He waited until everyone had left to speak to me. “I—um—can I ask you something… off the record?” I folded my arms, tilted my head. “You just did.”