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He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

He wasn’t just having sex; he was marking his territory. “Tell me,” he demanded, his pace increasing. “Tell me you’re my whore.” The words were filthy, degrading. And they ignited something deep and shameful in me. “I’m your whore, Sir,” I moaned, the admission sending a fresh wave of heat through my veins.

“More than I asked for. I wanted to be used until I couldn’t think. Until nothing else existed. You did that.” Someone else spoke from behind me—rougher voice, Eastern European accent. “You cried a lot at the end. Looked like you were drowning. We almost stopped.” “I wasn’t drowning,” I rasped. “I was… feeling everything. Too much. All at once. It was terrifying. And perfect.” I laughed once—short, broken. “I hate that it was perfect.” Quiet laughter answered from several directions. The bearded man helped me sit back on my heels. “You took every cock in this room twice. Some of us three times. You squirted more than any girl we’ve had. You begged for it even when you were sobbing. That’s no

Breathlessly and so dangerously close to orgasming, I told the priest that I had sinned with multiple men, and when he asked how, I gave him a full, vivid detailed description of how I’d two men old enough to be my father to double team me. “They had both their cocks in my pussy, fucking and pounding their seeds into me at the same time,” the more I relived that moment, the more I wanted it to happen all over again, and I wanted to orgasm. “I let them use every hole in my body. I let them fuck me harder than I’ve ever been fucked. I let them spread my ass and cum inside my hole, and then I let them use my mouth. Oh, father….” I moaned. “And, their wives were present.” I continued after a pau

The pressure snapped and another orgasm crashed through me. My walls clamped down hard on him and he groaned, giving a few shallow thrusts before unloading more hot cum inside me. One after the other, they took turns. Rough hands on my tits, their mouths, sucking on my nipples until they were red and throbbing. Their cocks of varying sizes plunged into my dripping pussy followed closely by their filthy words raining down on me. It was in a sense freeing and I felt like a fucking sexual Icon, bringing all these men to completion.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head in pleasure I was stuffed from both holes, and they hadn’t even used their cocks yet. They started fucking me in sync. Their tentacles dragged against every sensitive spot I had. I was moaning nonstop now throwing my head back against the second Veyari's shoulder. "Good girl," the first one praised. He leaned in and dragged his tongue across my throat,. The other Veyari followed,His tongue latched onto one nipple and started sucking hard I came without warning. My whole body seized in pleasure as I screamed, thighs shaking. Then my juices squirted messily around the tentacles

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And yes Miss-Goodie-Two-Shoes, that includes you too. Anyway, getting off track here. So as I was saying, I'm an erotic romance writer (yes that's a category), which means that it's not all about just sex, sex and more sex, contrary to popular beliefs, erotica’s have story lines too. And it does not include sleeping with every XY-gene on sight. But like I said before, I am severely lagging in experience and to cover for that, I watch a hell lot of porn and read thousands erotic novels. To say that I could write my very own Kama sutra would be an understatement.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.