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And now her tits were even more exposed. Her face was covered in white stringy smears. One streak had even sprayed a gooey white line over her right eye, and she was squinting and grimacing like some sort of bizarre erotic pirate. She had cum on her cheeks, a little glop of it on her forehead, a particularly gratuitous blob hanging from her bottom lip and dribbling down her chin. And she just stood there with her mouth open, panting and gasping. "L ... Luh ... Look what you... did!" she said.

He poured oil lightly at the back of her knees, trailing the fragrant essence down to her heel then the soles of her feet. Bobby then lifted one foot then took each toe gently, rubbing the aromatherapy essence in and around each one. Gina secretly shivered in delight at the stimulation. It felt very erotic. For the first time in all these years of going to massage parlors, she felt that each of her toes were directly connected to her clit. Each time Booby circled and pressed his on her digits, Gina felt her tiny nub twitch until the heat allowed some juice to peep through her pussy lips.

She’s slipping away—everything feels like it’s underwater, like a dream she can’t wake from. She cries out again, desperate, high-pitched. Endless waves of orgasm ripple through her trembling form, one crashing over the next, relentless, overwhelming. Her limbs flail, her body convulses beneath him, but still he doesn’t stop. Still he pounds. Still he slams. He whispers dirty words against her flushed skin, each syllable igniting her nerve endings like sparks. “Oh, you wanna act like a little slut?” he snarls against her neck, voice dripping with dark amusement. “Then I’ll make it real easy for you, baby.”

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

“Then earn it.” I grab Echo’s phone, hit record again. This one is close-up of my fingers sliding back between my legs, circling, teasing. Click. Sent. Another one: me biting my lip, moaning his name—“Echo…”—soft enough they think it’s for them. Sent. TipMaster420: $100 – let me join the stream I smirk, spreading my thighs wider. “Join me? Mmm… my friend is a little…” I pause, thrusting two fingers deep, hips bucking, “…territorial. But he’s not here. So maybe.”

I moaned as it rushed out of me. “Fuck… cum for me darling” He said as he smiled, licking my thighs and pussy. I have never experienced a squirting orgasm in my life, it felt good, raw and pleasurable. I laid on the desk, my breath was uneven. I couldn’t explain what I was feeling.

I whispered as I saw it was an entire site dedicated to teacher student fantasies, Richard hadn't been kidding. I looked at the rows of small pictures of the videos and spotting a red head on her knees for her 'student' I clicked it. The video was only a clip and started out in the middle of the action with the teacher already kneeling and sucking on her pupil's huge cock. "Damn." I sighed as I watched her slowly suck while staring up at him. I licked my lips and thought about being in her position very shortly, but then again I wanted to go slow and ease him into it and I was getting paid per lesson.

“My secretary. My ex-wife. My perfect little sluts.” Jessica and Claire watched him, lips parted, hands lazily touching each other’s bodies as they waited. With a deep, guttural groan, Charlie’s orgasm hit. Thick, powerful ropes of cum erupted from his cock, raining down on them. He painted Jessica’s full breasts and face first, then shifted to cover Claire’s tits and open mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum splashed across their bodies...on their stomachs, necks, cheeks, and tongues. Both women moaned softly, arching slightly to receive every drop as he emptied his balls completely over them.

I was traveling thousands of miles, leaving my oblivious wife at home, to fuck a young girl I had met online because she enjoyed the stories I wrote. If you asked me why I started writing and publishing erotica on Literotica, I do not believe I could give you a full and satisfactory answer. I had been reading the site for some years, had an idea for a story that I wrote out and, after a very short time hemming and hawing, published it.

The stress of life and everything that comes with it suddenly released in a torrent of tears. When it was over, she felt refreshed but ready to sleep. It was an odd feeling for sure. One that she didn't want to dwell on at the moment. Her mind was confused, and she was too tired now to deal. Sarah, more confused than she was last night, but no less aroused, went to her bedroom and stripped off her clothes. She pulled her laptop out and started reading erotica to get herself off. She was aroused by the events of the past two nights and needed release. She searched for erotic stories of family sex, incest, brother/sister, mother/daughter sex. She knew that this wasn't normal, but hey, it's on