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I looked up just as she parted her lips with the tip of her tongue, meeting another pair of lips. Even through the crimson darkness I could tell it was hard, deep, hot. My ultimate butch-on-butch fantasy coming to life. I had felt them moving on top of me—knew it was inevitable and was quite pleased it was happening so soon—sensed its fruition just in time to catch that first glimpse of my own personal goddess-sent, ambrosia-dripping dream. As the intensity of the kiss mounted, their fingers—working individually, then in tandem, then separately again—increased the intensity with which they fucked my cunt. They stretched me wider as the two pairs of lips worked each other over and two pairs o

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

I knew I had to let my fantasy come to life. It started with Rafe. I walked past his room late at night, heard him groan my name under his breath. I pushed the door open. He froze, hand wrapped around his cock, eyes dark and wild. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” “I did.” I stepped in. Slowly. Locked the door. He kissed me like he was starving. His lips crushed mine as his hands roamed my body, pulling up my shirt, yanking down my shorts. I gasped when his fingers slid between my legs—he didn’t waste time.

A dark, erotic, romance novel. The goal was to stop thinking about Alexander, but only ten minutes into the book and I'm already imagining his hands all over me. I'm already imagining him bending me over the fucking window of my room and filling me up ruthlessly until all I can remember is the sound of his name on my lips.

“Fill my tight little virgin pussy with that thick cock of yours. Make me yours.” My fingers slide between my thighs. My breath catches. My heart pounds. My panties are almost dripping. I stand up, letting them fall down my legs, stepping out of them with slow, deliberate grace. My wetness clings to my inner thighs. I drag my skirt up to my waist and sit back on his desk, legs parted, giving in to the fantasy. One finger grazes my clit and my hips buck. It feels electric. I shouldn’t be doing this. I don’t care.

The characters, settings, and scenarios are fictional and meant for escapism—not intended to reflect or encourage real-life behavior without consent or responsibility. This book may feature content that explores various sexual dynamics, fantasies, and preferences. All encounters are consensual in nature, even if they unfold in daring or unconventional contexts. However, if you're uncomfortable with mature themes or erotic storytelling, this book may not be for you. --- Legal & Copyright Notice

"Maybe. Shit! I don't know." I squeezed her hand a moment "Well, for me, I was reading a lot of romance novels involving sex slavery and reverse harem stories. They appealed to me for some reason. Master found me reading them, wondered at my enjoyment of them and read a few. It made him realize that some of my sexual fantasies extended to being a sex slave and he offered me the opportunity to try it for myself. I knew that fantasy is often different than reality, but the very idea of submitting made me wetter than a swamp and increased my enjoyment of sex five fold. He offered to allow me the experience for three weeks to see if the reality lived up to the fantasy. It took me a while before

"It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent." "Wasn't my brother enough of a man for you?" "Master is the most skillful lover I've ever had. The best orgasms of my life have been with him?" "Would you agree, Lisa?" Cindy asked. "Definitely. Totally cosmic cums; much better than my former husband." "The one who raped you both, who got shot? Mom and Dad told me about him." "That's the one." "So why did you fantasize about multiple men fucking you?" Cindy asked.

My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers. I was free to do or say anything I wanted. No one could see in and the doors were locked. I was breathing faster now. I looked around the room and moaned out “Ohhhhh, I wish someone was here to see me cum!” A new rush of excitement came over me as I said those naughty words. My fantasy turned back to Blake and I on the blanket in the maple grove. How he pounded into my virgin pussy again and again! I looked at his picture and put direct pressure on my hard clit.