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Erica asked before she quickly took her top off and headed towards them. “I’m in a fuckin’ coma or somethin’ because I dreamt last night. This can’t be a dream.” Ed said as Erica pulled her pants down and sat on Ed’s lap, gyrating her hips and pressing her own sexy ass around on Ed’s bare cock while Darla took her top off and put her tits right in Ed’s face; Ed fingered Darla while sucking on her nipple and let Erica just do her own thing with his cock before Erica took her blue thong off and straddled him, taking half of his thick cock at once before she started slowly bouncing up and down to ease the rest of him inside her, “This is amazing!” “You really are.” Erica said as she fucked away

I pleaded, my own climax building once more. With a roar, he slammed deep, his cock pulsing as he unloaded, hot jets of cum flooding my pussy. The sensation pushed me over, my second orgasm crashing as I clenched around him, drawing out every drop. We clung together, panting, the water settling around us. Slowly, he lowered us both, his cock still buried inside as we floated in the afterglow. "You're incredible, Clara," he whispered, softer now, his dirty words fading into tenderness. But even as he kissed me gently, I knew those crude commands would echo in my mind, a secret thrill.

“Rub your clit while you ride me. I want to feel this pussy cream one more time before I fill it.” She reached down, rubbing her swollen clit frantically as she bounced. Her moans turned into high-pitched, broken cries. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock again. “I’m gonna cum. Ethan, please!” “Cum then, you pathetic slut,” I snarled, thrusting up hard to meet her bounces. “Milk my cock.” Elara screamed, her whole body convulsing as another violent orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gushing wetly all over my lap. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent cry, thighs shaking uncontrollably.

The musky-sweet scent filled his senses. “Taste me,” she instructed, voice low and commanding. “Slowly. Explore every fold. Make me ache for you.” Ethan leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh first, then another closer to her center. His tongue finally dragged along her slick lips in one long, reverent stroke. She tasted intoxicating, warm, slightly tangy, growing wetter with each pass. He circled her swollen clit with the flat of his tongue, then sucked it gently between his lips, humming softly. Ophelia’s hips twitched, her hand tightening in his hair.

Her voice seeps into my ears, caressing and distracting me from anything that isn’t related to her. “This is exactly what I wanted.” I can almost hear her smile. “I want to see your shy, little pussy lose control for me.” She adds, and before I can blink, her mouth is already on me. Her long, ridged demonic tongue is spearing straight into my dripping hole without mercy. I jolt in my seat, a tiny whimper escaping before I clamp my hand over my mouth since there is no invisible hand to do that for me. “Yes, baby girl. Give me all that juice.” Lira moans as she laps up my juice. The tongue fucks me deep, curling and stroking every sensitive inch inside.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

He slower down suddenly, teasing me, deep strokes, grinding against my walls, making me squirm. “Say it!”, he ordered, tightening his grip around my throat. “Please” “Please what?” “Please Mr Tom”. “What do you want?” I groaned, my body shaking desperately. “Please make me cum Mr Tom”. I think that made him snap, he started fucking me hard, ruthless, pounding into me so deeply, I knew I’ll feel him for days. I kept screaming and moaning, shaking, gasping for air, watching myself on the mirror as I beg for his dick and call him sweet things.

“Lexi… fuck… your pussy looks so good… I want to fuck that pussy hard with my massive cock, I want you to scream my name and take my cock deeper into that p**n pussy of yours… take my cock, little sis…” Then I bit my lip hard, I was just trying to stay quiet as possible as I can, but the sight of him jerking off to my own sex scenes was too much for me to take now. Then I added a fourth finger into my wet pussy, I was stretching myself wide as I fucked my hand faster. My other hand squeezed my breast roughly, pinching my hard nipple. Juices ran down my wrist and straight onto the carpet. Derek’s strokes grew even more desperate. His hand was a blur on his thick, veined cock. Pre-cum flew fro

The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself. She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation. The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers. The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties. She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear. Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly. "Fuck," she whispered to the empty room. Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties.