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“Tell me slut, tell me!” I was almost collapsing from exhaustion just trying to hold myself upright. My mini skirt was bunched up above my hips and I couldn’t resist the eroticism that was now gaining control of me, overriding my earlier fear until I was completely victim to the power of human lust. I could hear him again but couldn’t tell which person it was. He moved from one ear to the other. Everything was either shadows or a blur, except for the experienced hand under my skirt, finding every crevice of my dripping pussy. He jerked my ponytail back hard.

He pounded hard, dominant rhythm shaking my body, balls slapping my ass. Javier leaned in, capturing my mouth in a messy kiss while his hand rubbed my clit in fast circles. "Ride his cock, baby. Show us how bad you want to be bred by your alphas." The word hit hard—echoes of my past—but here, it felt right, the heat twisting pain into pleasure. Luciano, gaining courage, sucked on my breast, tongue laving the nipple as he stroked himself.

I let her down, only to flip her around. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, as I slammed her against the wall one more time. She told me to show her, that was exactly what I intended to do. Her breasts and cheek pressed on the wall, while I lifted her legs and slowly slid into her. “Ouuuuw…” she cried out, her voice restrained from how she was pressed on the wall. For some reason, I got hotter, my senses all slipping, my wolf almost taking over. All that mattered was fucking her cunt until she couldn't move them, until the damn pheromones stopped wrapping around me like some kind of cage. I moved my hips, slowly at first.

ARC 15 : CROSSING THE LINE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit lesbian sex including tit sucking, fingering,, face-sitting, thigh grinding, mutual masturbation, squirting, cum tasting, slut-shaming, corruption kink, and intense best-friends-to-lovers angst with heavy emotional tension Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to raw, unrestrained dark erotic fiction that explores twisted desire without limits. ---- Bella’s POV It was a beautiful Thursday in the dorm and finals week was right around the corner. The entire atmosphere was tens

She gasped, eyes wide. Ethan moved in front and shoved himself into her pussy at the same time. The sound she made was pure filthy bliss. They started moving together, stretching her full, her body shaking between them. I was made to straddle Ryan’s face. His tongue drove straight into my dripping hole while I watched my best friend get double penetrated right in front of me. Lena’s eyes met mine, it looked desperate. She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us.

We had to scoot over and made room for her. Charlotte and I were at the end of the row. Once everyone else bunched up, we just got squashed closer together. We both wore shorts, and I could feel Charlotte's thigh pressed really tightly against mine. Her skin was smooth and soft. I didn't dare look at her. If I did, it would make us all awkward by acknowledging that our thighs were touching. I could hear Charlotte breathe in and out. I hoped she couldn't hear my heart pounding. Felik and Grigor took turn giving feedback.

Each stroke was a caress, a declaration of his love and admiration. He teased her with the brush, bringing it closer and closer to her throbbing clit, only to pull away at the last moment. She bit her lip, her eyes locked on his, begging for release. The tension grew with every passing second, her body aching for the culmination of the sensual dance he had started. The anticipation was maddening, a sweet agony that she never wanted to end.

Pushing my hips forward, I slowly began grinding against his face, head thrown back due to ecstasy. He groaned against my clit, the vibration sending waves of pleasure ripping through me. He pressed his tongue deeper, sucking and flicking me with practiced strokes. My fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him close. Ethan had removed my gown now, such that it was hunched up at my waist and my nipples were bare, standing proudly under the dim kitchen lights. His large hand moved to caress my left breast before taking the other bud into his mouth. The dual sensation made me let out a loud moan.

“But, Claire, I’m a lesbian.” “And playing with one cock doesn’t somehow make you straight. Come on. It’s just for fun.” I took both of her hands and wrapped them around Forest’s cock. “Here, just like this.” And I started showing her how to slowly jerk him off. Her tiny hands couldn’t even wrap around how thick he was. “Oh wow. It’s so hard.” Marissa said with genuine surprise. “And so warm.”

“Cum with me. Cum on my pussy, Luna.” Our movements became desperate and sloppy. The sound of our wet pussies slapping together filled the room as we both chased our orgasms. Vesper suddenly cried out, her body shaking violently as she came, grinding her clit hard against mine. The feeling of her cumming on me pushed me over the edge. I screamed, my pussy gushing against hers as my orgasm crashed through me. We kept grinding through our orgasms, our pussies pulsing and leaking all over each other until we were both a trembling, soaked mess.