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she said calmly, “then I push it in and out, imagining it was you” His hand loosened slightly in her hair, then tightened again as if he was grounding himself. She stepped even closer and threaded her hand around his bare back, her nails lightly scraping his skin. “I play with my clit and my nipples” she went on, “pretending it was you who was touching me” His breathing turned shallow. His chest rose and fell fast. His towel felt tighter around his waist with every word. “I cum very hard” she continued, her voice soft but deliberate, “screaming your name over and over again”

Chapter – 0002 Lila POV I walked into the lecture hall for my required Intro to Erotic Literature seminar with my thighs still sore from last night and my mind a complete mess. The campus was buzzing with first-day energy students laughing, comparing schedules, flirting shamelessly but all I could think about was Damon’s thick cock stretching me open in that dark art studio. The way he hadn’t pulled out even after the mask slipped. The way he’d thrust one last time while I came around him like a desperate whore.

“I’d take her in the supply closet. Lock the door, push her against the shelves, pull her blouse open so those enormous breasts pop out, and suck on them while I finger her. Then bend her over a box of paper and fuck her senseless. She looks so professional, but I bet she’d love it, moaning like a slut once the decent clothes come off.” The table erupted in hushed, filthy laughter. Heads nodded vigorously. Jake took a bite of his pizza, eyes distant as if still seeing her. “Real talk? I fantasize about creampieing her right on her desk. She’d look so fucking good with my cum dripping down her thighs while she tries to act normal for the next class.”

Now she was spread wide open to his lustful gaze. Blaire was horrified at how her body responded, she had never felt so humiliated. But the realization that her pussy was utterly exposed to her brother-in-law’s eyes, plus the sight of his cock, sticking up fiercely from below his belly, give rise to an erotic excitement that she couldn't control. Her pussy dripped wet and Fred could not help but grin as he watched it drip wetly and her cum soaked her pussylips. He leaned closer and placed his thumbs against the puffy outer layer of her pussylips which were covered by tiny curled dark hair. As he pressed the tender lips open wide, all her juicy inner pinkness became exposed.

he rasps, “so you feel me tomorrow when Tyler’s grilling and you’re pretending to be his innocent little sister.” “Yes—yes—do it—” He reaches under, rubs my clit once, twice— I come screaming into the dunes, pussy gushing around him, squirting into the sand. He slams deep and unloads (thick, endless ropes, hentai levels again), flooding me so full it overflows instantly, running down my thighs in warm streams. He grinds through every pulse, milking himself dry, then pulls out slowly, watching it drip. “Fuck, look at that,” he murmurs, smacking my ass one last time. “Pretty little creampie for the ride home.”

Brecc growled. She moaned, forgetting all about the room and sighing in bliss. “God, yes. That feels good.” Eros sucked her nipples, biting down and leaving them wet stinging points. He slid a hand down, cupped her pussy and slid a finger between her pussy lips to her entrance and then up to her clit. “You’re so wet. Slick and hot.” Eros let go of her body to strip off his clothing. Then he pulled her to the bed and sat at the edge. He placed her hands to either side of his hips at the same time Brecc hauled her hips back, until she was leaning down, hovering over his cock.

I begged, voice breaking. Damien lay back, pulling me onto his thick cock. I sank, gasping at the stretch, riding him with desperate rolls of my hips. Adrian positioned himself behind, waiting for the lift—then pushed in alongside Damien. Damien’s hands slapped my ass lightly; Adrian reached around to rub my clit. Orgasms crashed through me, one after another, leaving me shaking and dripping. They came hard, first filling my pussy together in a messy creampie that leaked down my thighs, then pulling out to paint my tits and face. I swallowed what I could, the salty taste making me feel filthy and alive.

His hands gripped my thick thighs, holding me in place as he devoured me. “Oh yes, baby… eat Mommy’s creampie,” I moaned, riding his face with abandon. My heavy breasts bounced as I rocked, pinching my own nipples. The sight in the mirror was obscene and intoxicating. Pleasure built rapidly until I shattered again, squirting onto his tongue and chin. He drank it all, moaning into my folds. Panting, I slid down his body and took his cock back into my mouth, cleaning him thoroughly before guiding him inside me once more. We fucked in missionary, then cowgirl, losing track of how many times he filled me. Each creampie made me feel more claimed, more addicted.

Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum flooded her womb, filling her so completely that it overflowed and ran down her thighs in warm, sticky streams. He stepped back, leaving her hanging from the restraints, legs spread, cum dripping from her ruined holes. Ingrid hung there trembling, gasping, her body glowing with sweat and overwhelming pleasure. She looked at him with wild, broken eyes and rasped breathlessly: “Again… Don’t let me down yet.” Erik’s lips curled into a dark smile as he stroked his still-hard cock. “The night is young, and so are you.”