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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.

He didn’t give her time to adjust—started pounding immediately, balls slapping her clit with every deep stroke. Riley moved up—cock in hand—fed it to Ava’s waiting mouth. She swallowed him eagerly, throat working around his length while Marcus railed her from behind. The dual penetration made obscene wet sounds—sloppy, rhythmic, echoing. Jade climbed off Ethan’s face—her thighs shining—and straddled him reverse. She reached back, guided his cock to her entrance, sank down slowly until her ass met his hips. Ethan groaned into the sudden tight heat. Jade started riding—slow rolls at first, then harder—her pierced nipples bouncing as she bounced on his dick.

NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> "I've been reading this book," Jennifer says to her husband as they're lying in bed, her hand roaming down his stomach, "and it suggests some ways to overcome our little problem." Their little problem, as she puts it, is that Chuck can no longer sustain an erection with her. He's not impotent, his secretary can attest to that, but with his wife he either doesn't get it up at all or loses it halfway through.

That caused my eyebrows to raise and my cheeks to blush. "Well... If you like that mix, maybe 'Story of O' by Pauline Réage, 'The Lover' by Marguerite Duras, 'Tropic of Cancer' by Henry Miller, or 'Delta of Venus' by Anaïs Nin could be recommended," I suggested, my face burning. These were considered significant works of erotic literature, but at the same time, they were quite scandalous. "Did you enjoy them?" he asked with a slightly huskier voice. "I like forming my own opinions."

When he moved back up to kiss her, she tasted her musk on his mouth. As they locked together in an intensely erotic kiss, she lifted her thighs to welcome his cock back inside her. Now it was Ross who lost control. He bucked and surged against her, his slippery penis ramming into her again and again. Her ringed nipples were mashed against his muscular chest, the metal sliding on the thin film of sweat. ‘Dear God. I can’t...' she moaned. ‘Oh yes, I can. I’m coming again.’ Incredibly Stacey felt herself building towards another peak. They climaxed together, laughing and crying at the same time. Ross held her tightly, like something unbearably precious.

The amalgamation of her pulsating walls and the electrifying clitoral contact sends her spiraling into the depths of euphoria. As they cradle with fervor, her body sways back and forth in unison with his. The sound of their combined delight fills the room as her breasts rock against his chest. Their eyes are locked in a lustful gaze, and their mouths hang open as they revel in the intense pleasure that courses through their bodies. They become lost in the moment, their souls tied together as one in a passionate dance of eroticism. Their lips meet in a fiery embrace, consumed by the intensity of their desire.

The contractions nearly pushed him over the edge. He pulled out and spun her around, sitting her on the edge of the desk. Rebecca wrapped her legs around his waist as he slid back inside in one smooth thrust. They fucked face-to-face, foreheads pressed together, eyes locked. “I shouldn’t cum inside you,” Ethan panted, the risky words hanging between them. Rebecca’s eyes darkened with lust. “Do it. Fill your therapist’s pussy. I want to feel you leaking out of me when I drive home.”

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.

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"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."