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This story is about how she unintentionally gave me one of the best summers ever. So some background… most weekends Krista and I would hang together. Things started with making out and touching each other. When we started hooking up it was all over the clothing, but she progressed to mutual masturbation when Amanda her friend told her that really wasn’t a sin and she was still pure for marriage. For me this was great, but Amanda explained, to Krista, that you can tell how long it had been since a guy jerked off by how much they cum when you jerk them off.

"My greatest fear is dying alone. Waking up one morning and realizing how life has really left me behind" Kristen admitted softly. She stared intently at him with big puppy eyes. She really hoped he wouldn't make fun of her. He kissed her palm and then gently stroked her clitoris. He felt her body quivering. He grinned and began touching her again, increasing the pace of his fingers as much as possible. Then he paused. "That was it? Was that enough?" Kristen wondered as she swallowed dryly. Was she supposed to say something else? She wasn't sure. "Will you be able to give me the chance to love you if you find me worthy?"

She didn"t know how many times this man had told her to get out. She was the Miss Oliver of the Davis family. When had she ever been treated like this? Ethan was able to eat with Kristen, so why was he treating her so coldly? What was wrong with her? Seeing that the man was about to leave, Taylor summoned up her courage and hurriedly said, "Mr. Wharton, Kristen has approached you on purpose. While pursuing my younger brother, she is also seducing Iszard in the production team. She has a backer supporting her, and who knows how many men she has tantalized in private. Now that the news has spread online, you shouldn"t be fooled by her appearance." As soon as she finished speaking, Ethan stoppe

“It’s messed up… but it’s also kind of romantic.” Her fingers slid back to the edge of the page, already ready to move forward. “Next story,” she whispered, a little more curious now than before. Because if this is the level we’re starting at… Yeah. I definitely want to see what comes next. ______ Episode 27 – Confessions to a Priest

he hissed, his hips twitching upward. I smiled wickedly and moved back up to kiss him again, but Viktor quickly flipped us so I was on my back once more. He began his own exploration with renewed hunger, licking down my neck, between my breasts, over my stomach, and finally, spreading my legs wide. His tongue traced long, wet stripes up my dripping pussy, tasting me thoroughly before focusing on my swollen clit. Intense pleasure shot through me, and I cried out, fingers tangling desperately in his hair as my hips bucked against his mouth.

“Yeah that's it. Shit, you're going to make me come with you baby. That's it, don't stop.” I moaned. “Ethan, Ethan please, I'm cumming. I'm cumming, I'm cumming”. His hands did not stop moving me, harsh grunts escaping his chest. Soon, he let out a harsh groan and shuddered, and I felt his warm cum spill into me. I opened my eyes and stared at him, panting. His dark blue eyes looked even darker, and he brought me closer to him, kissing me. “Grace, I want to tell you something.”

This is something else entirely. He remembers the older staff telling stories—whispers in the breakroom, murmurs over coffee and cigarettes. Tales of guests who were out of control. Women, usually wealthy, bored, or lonely, who would proposition the staff without shame. He always thought those stories were exaggerated. Urban legends passed down between shifts to keep things interesting. But this—this is not a story. This is happening. Live. Raw. Unfiltered. And she’s not ashamed. Not even close. There’s no guilt on her face. No hesitation in her actions. Her eyes are sharp, focused only on him as if he’s the only man that exists in the universe right now.

ARC 10: MOONFLOWER ON THE ALTAR WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, omegaverse dynamics with alpha/omega knotting and breeding, public gangbang, intense dubcon/noncon elements, and pack breeding/claiming themes. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark, unrestrained erotic fiction ---- My name is Vespera Eric, and I have spent every one of my twenty-one years knowing exactly how this night would end.

Going to the Comedy Club and battling the comedians, which Sabrina said she would have been so embarrassed by but laughed about after the fact. When you got to meeting Eric outside the club, Sabrina held your wrist to stop you from slowly teasing her so that she could focus more on the story. She listened to everything that happened with the DeezChains guy incredulously, and was even more shocked that Eric had actually proven useful. That made you wonder if you should have tried reaching out to him last night, or even that morning, but... you had Sabrina naked in your lap. You went back to the story, about dancing with Gemma in the back corner of the club, making out with her in the dark. Gr

Lauren leaned forward, kissed Vanessa deeply, tongues sliding while both women rode us. “Touch yourselves,” Lauren ordered. Vanessa reached down, rubbed her clit fast. Lauren did the same, fingers circling while she bounced on me. Jake and I locked eyes over the women’s shoulders. We were both close, faces flushed, breathing ragged. “Gonna come,” Jake groaned. “Me too,” I gasped. Lauren smiled, wicked, satisfied. “Come inside us. Fill us up.” That was it. Jake came first, burying himself deep in Vanessa’s ass with a guttural groan. Vanessa followed, shuddering, crying out, pussy flooding my mouth as she came hard.