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"Did you know only ten percent of men and fucking eighty percent of women? Why do you think I spend so much time on the dating apps? It's all a numbers game." "Eric, you do realize that you get what you pay for, right?" you asked. "If you look like a fuckboy, and act like a fuckboy..." "Hey, I don't care if people think I'm a fuckboy," Eric said. "Cause you'll know what I'll be doing?" "Fucking?" Gemma filled in. "Exactly," he said. "Speaking of which, Gemma-" "If you say anything rude to me right now, Eric, I will legitimately file a complaint at work on Monday," Gemma said.

Erotic Compilation Stories. My Fantasy::: It was definitely a time of extreme trial for me, and if I had known how it would end, I might have not bitched as much as I did during it all. To begin with, my boyfriend, Jimmy, broke up with me because when I shared my fantasies with him, per his request, he said I was too much of a sexual freak for him. Let me explain a bit further so you better understand. I had been reading stories on those sites that specialize in erotic literature after doing some research on a paper for a class on human sexuality on how some people engage in different sexual acts for pleasure. Now, some of the stories were so bizarre that I couldn't finish reading them, but

I told her her he didn't ever let me orgasm. "What a liar," I interjected. "Master lets you cum." "I've cum once today, until she licked me. It's not a total lie." "So what then. She started to lick you?" "Heck, no. I told her I was desperate and really needed to orgasm badly, and I'd not only pleasure her, but I'd give her $2000 if she'd allow me to orgasm. I wrote her a check, but kept it in my hand until she licked me to an orgasm."

She kept stroking me through it until the aftershocks faded and I had to gently push her hand away, oversensitive. I rolled toward her and pushed her onto her back. Her legs fell open easily. I kissed down her throat, across her breasts, lingering to suck each nipple until she squirmed. Lower still, over the soft plane of her stomach. The scent of her arousal reached me before I even parted her folds with my fingers. She was slick and swollen. I settled between her thighs and licked a long stripe from her entrance up to her clit. The taste was sharp and clean. Her hips jerked and she made a low sound that went straight through me.

"Your pretty pussy is so clean. So untouched." He used his large, scarred fingers to hook into her labia, spreading the pink, pussy jaws wide. He stared at her tiny, puckered hole, the virgin gateway that had never known a man's intrusion. It was a pale, dusty rose color, glistening with a clear, honeyed nectar that smelled of rain-washed lilies and the sharp, musky tang of a woman in heat. "You smell too fucking good, Ruthie," he groans, his nose inches from her clit. "I can taste it."

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

I flicked my tongue fast and hard over it while pushing two thick fingers into her soaking pussy, curling them immediately to stroke that sensitive spot inside her. Elena’s back arched violently off the bed, her heavy tits bouncing with the movement. “Oh my God, Alex! Your tongue feels so fucking good. Suck that clit harder, baby. I haven’t had my pussy eaten like this in years… not since before the divorce. You’re making Mrs. Harper feel like such a dirty whore.”

Thrusting his finger in and out of her wet pussy. He stopped and brought out his finger, putting it in her mouth. The he kissed her pussy and sucked her clit hard, flickering his tongue inside like a cat drinking water. She screamed, her heart pulsating while he was licking every bit of wetness on her pussy. He sent two fingers inside her, and he curled them hard alongside his tongue. She gasped, cumming on his face and fingers, pouring like a loosened tap.

Clare found herself strangely pleased to see that she hadn't been the only one to enjoy her first Sapphic orgasm! 'What are you waiting for?’ Francesca asked, eyebrows raised. A picture of Daniel lying on that same bed flashed briefly in Clare’s mind. She could tell this woman to go now but Francesca slid forward so that her feet touched the floor and her sex was at the edge of the bed. She reached out her hand and twisted a little of Clare’s long brown hair between her fingers. Francesca’s face was glowing with desire. She communicated a message to Clare which she couldn’t ignore now.

“Gonna make you come right here, Em. Then I’m gonna lick every drop off my fingers so I know exactly how you taste.” I was panting, whimpering, my hands gripping his hair as the pressure built fast. “Ooooh god, Alex… I’m so close… ahhhh… fuck me with your fingers harder—” He obliged, slamming his fingers deep and fast, thumb pressing firm on my clit. “Come for me, dirty girl. Come like you did in that dream. Soak my hand so I can smell you on me all night.” The orgasm hit me like lightning. My thighs shook, pussy clenching rhythmically around his fingers as waves of pleasure crashed through me.