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Kane would read passages aloud in that velvet voice, choosing scenes of seduction and ruin while watching her reactions. During one session, he had her read a particularly erotic excerpt from another novel while he stood behind her chair, hands massaging her shoulders, thumbs brushing the sides of her breasts “accidentally.” “You read so beautifully,” he murmured, lips grazing her ear. “I wonder how those lips would look wrapped around my cock.” Lila had nearly dropped the book, arousal flooding her. She had gone home that night and touched herself thinking of him, ashamed yet unable to stop. Another evening, a jealous female student from the lecture hall lingered outside his office, clearly

"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."

Well, I can't fuck myself, someone has to do the fucking" I replied. He chuckled. I returned to his cock, sucking like a slut in heat. I made sexual sounds to excite him; years of watching p**n and reading erotic stories had taught me that men love hearing erotic moans from women, even if they are just for effect, not because my pussy is actually getting stimulated. The New York best selling romantic novels were my best companions during my college days.

I groaned and bucked up into her, and she started to grind slowly. “Fuck me... ah... like you want to fuck all of us ‘white-hot girls’ Gawd... I couldn’t care about protection. Ahhh...” She leant down and placed kisses on my lips, my cheeks, my neck. “I want you to cum inside me. And then you and I are going to fuck all those girls, and we’re going to fuck each other, and maybe we’ll ask that tall girl to join us so we can fuck any girl we like in every hole and you can cum inside them and cum all over them and I will lick it the fuck off but every night, you come back to me and you put on that strap-on and you fuck me in both holes at once. Hanh! Now, you cum inside me. You do it right NOW!

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I watched her as she fondled with her nipples, hervties curling up And her hips moving in circular motion trying to feel the vibration everywhere, she let out gentle moans as she continued “You're so beautiful Tory, and i don't want you holding back” I undid my belt and brought out my hardened cock, it wasn't difficult to feel hard and ready as long as she was involved and it fascinated me even more. I had met older women and those were the type I usually got attracted to, people that were more experienced with life but with Tory, her very innocence laced with a little bit of experience drove me crazy. “Stick the vibrator inside you” she looked at me in disbelief but she didn't stop going,”

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

I don’t think Carrie realized she heard, and with my head between them, she may not have seen the grin. Just knowing that it would make her squirm, I moved my hand up and cupped Carrie’s bust while looking over her shoulder to see what they were reading. It turned out to be some pen and ink drawings of women in erotic poses. Some were nature scenes, others were of two or three people in various states of undress and in the midst of various sex acts. The one on the right page was a woman licking up the base of an erect cock of some unseen man. The woman in the picture was looking up at her man with a gaze of pure lust.

I myself, by this time, was rock hard. I have a very active libido, and if I'm not in a relationship, I often have to look after myself at night. I hate pornography. I find it crude, unerotic, and frankly a turn-off, but I do love reading erotic stories, especially written by women. I think this has made me a better lover as I understand what many women love most.

" She laughs, low, and leads me inside, her hips swaying just enough to catch my eye. I clench my fists, forcing myself to look at the city skyline twinkling outside the windows. We sit, the table a fragile barrier between us, plates of asparagus and roasted lamb steaming in the candlelight. The wine is robust, a deep red that stains her lips when she drinks. "So, AURORA PRESS," she says, leaning forward, her blouse dipping to show a hint of cleavage. "Erotica and literary fiction. Brave choice, Victor." Her tone is inquiring, but her eyes have a spark, a challenge. I nod, my throat tight. "I think I'm done with just Philosophy and lecture halls. I should start aiming to print erotic stories