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Isolde followed soon after, moaning low and grinding through the pleasure. They rested briefly, bodies sticky and warm. Then they used toys. Isolde grabbed a vibrating wand from her bag. She turned it on and pressed the buzzing head against Seraphina's sensitive clit. The strong vibrations made Seraphina cry out. She tried to close her legs but Isolde held them open. She was just getting started. "Please," Seraphina begged after several minutes. "Fuck! It's too much." Isolde smiled. "Just a little longer." She kept the wand in place. Seraphina shook and came again, even harder. Her voice grew hoarse from moaning. Only then did Isolde turn it off and let her rest.

"Dear diary, why am I so horny all the time? This morning, I was rubbing my pussy before I was even awake. I cam twice and I was dreaming about getting rapped! Is there something wrong with me for that?" I took a step back I was so blown away by the entry, Ava had a rape fantasy? I had to know more. "I walked home from school with Riki again. It has been almost a week since we last had sex, god I wish he would just tie me up and ram his cock up my pussy. If I, could I would let him do so every day but I'm sure he would think me a perverted slut if he knew. Besides, privacy is hard to come by with my parents and my sister around. Speaking of my sister, I'm not the only one with high libido ar

A gift for all my slow romance erotica lovers, a short story from: dividing and conquering the professor I,II,III Lily's POV With my tongue tucked in my cheeks, I press the new toy against my pussy wall and the strong vibration causes my body to shake. “Ahh…” the small whimper that slips out, bounces off the bathroom wall. Biting my lips and pressing my thighs together only makes my moans come out louder. It's been too long since I got fucked, too long that a vibrator feels like paradise to me at the moment.

One hand braced against the wall, the other teasing slow circles over her clit, she breathed Rita’s name. “Rita…” She pictured the way Rita had looked at her—hungry, like Mikayla was a feast meant only for her. Her fingers moved faster. Her breath grew shallow. She remembered the way Rita had kissed down her stomach, murmuring filthy praise like prayer. She spread her legs wider. And leaned farther into the counter. She could hear Rita’s voice in her ear: “You’re so sensitive here... look at you falling apart for me.” She stroked deeper now, two fingers working in. Her free hand covers her mouth. She bit down hard as her orgasm hit her like a brick, sudden and fierce, knees trembling, her th

“Only that your satisfaction is guaranteed. Multiple skilled operatives will attend to every unmet desire. No limits on duration or intensity, provided you do not use your safe word—‘mercy’—which will end everything immediately.” I paced the room, heart racing. This was madness. I was a married woman. A respectable woman. Yet the ache between my legs, the years of faked pleasure, the emptiness… they screamed louder than reason. “Now, the price,” he continued, tone still formal. “For this inaugural full-service session: seventy-five thousand dollars($75k). Paid in cryptocurrency to an untraceable account before the team arrives. Subsequent sessions can be negotiated.” 75k?!!!

" She then guided my hand through the slit in her sarong and pushed it against her pussy. It was drenched, and as I gently slid my fingers around in the warm juice, she said, "You should write that down and send it into the P**n-erotica website where they have all those dirty stories." "Literotica," I corrected her. "Maybe I will." I retracted my hand from between her legs, and put my fingers in my mouth. After a long, thoughtful suck, I said, "Hmm. Needs more basil, I think." She laughed, and fished her hand inside my towel, wrapping her hand around my swollen cock. "I think it could use some sausage," she replied.

But my feet moved anyway, quiet as a ghost, until I was right outside her door. The gap was just wide enough. Rina lay sprawled across her queen bed, completely naked, the sheets kicked down in a tangled heap at the foot of the mattress. Her auburn hair fanned out across the pillow. She had one knee bent, the other leg splayed wide, and her right hand was buried between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her pussy with slow, deliberate strokes while her left hand rolled and pinched a stiff pink nipple. Her clit was swollen, peeking out from its hood every time she curled her fingers deeper. A small silver bullet vibrator rested on the mattress beside her hip, still buzzing faintly

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

my eyes stung with tears, my chest tightening painfully as I turned and walked back into my room, locking my door behind me. I threw myself lazily on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, many thoughts lingering on my mind. What if he really fucked her? 'Don't think about it, Scarlett. Just get yourself distracted'. Getting myself distracted? Well, that was what I did as I headed to the closet where I picked one out of the erotica books collection that I kept there. I'm a huge fan of erotica books, and I've been purchasing them like crazy for the past five years. I went to lock the door before stripping out of my nightie, leaving me stark naked. I headed back to the bed before opening to the s

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.