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The sound that his finger produced as he entered and left the wet grotto between my legs, left me out of my mind, like a fiery animal. I became something devastated, lost along the way, and tremors went up my legs to my neck. I tilted my head a little further back, raising my chin, feeling that pleasure arching my entire torso. I opened up even more to him, rubbing my intimacy against his finger and his delicious mouth. He was good at it. Too good to be true. And there wasn't a single part of my body that cried for your attention, because the free hand soon went up to my breasts, and I went crazy.

It was pure pleasure. I pushed the door open a crack and froze. There she was, naked on our bed, legs spread wide, while her best friend Lisa was on top of her. Lisa had this thick purple dildo strapped around her hips, and she was driving it deep into Sarah's pussy with steady, hard thrusts. Sarah's hands were gripping the sheets, her back arching up every time Lisa pushed in. "Fuck, Lisa, right there," Sarah moaned, her voice all breathy and desperate. "Don't stop, please, it feels so fucking good."

He seemed to get the idea and sank his fingers as deep as he could get… spreading her labia, stroking her clit with the other hand. “You nerdy slut,” he whispered, his voice low, intoxicating. “Ride my fingers,” he said. “I won’t,” she said, trembling. “I don’t want this.” But as he tried to pull his fingers away, she shamelessly moved her hips to match him, desperate for friction… craving every inch. His hands moved faster now, when he added a third finger she was so wet that it felt right, fingers perfectly angled, teasing her G-spot. “You’re so wet,” he whispered, breathless. “Like a fountain.”

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

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There was some exterior light coming through my window blinds from the street, but the room was pretty dark. The final instruction was to insert the egg into my pussy and try to position it near my g-spot so the experience would be hands free. I'd thought the g-spot was just a myth, but they had a little diagram so I slid the egg inside of me until it was placed where the website wanted. I liked the idea of hands free because I could play with my nipples. I had a feeling I would never last 45 minutes, but I was going to give it a go. I then clicked start. The website gave a final instruction as the egg began to slowly vibrate. The screen had a picture of a woman laying spread eagle on the be

There it was. “Private sessions. Book via website.” Her thumb hovered for a beat, then she tapped. The screen shifted, and a clean, black-and-white site loaded. “Therapeutic. Sensual. Relaxation through touch.” On his website, she could see scented oils, soft towels, other equipment, and some massage videos. She scrolled to the bottom, and his location appeared in a clean, neat text. Her stomach fluttered when she saw this office location. She knew the place. It was an hour's drive. She hadn’t expected that. Maybe part of her had assumed he was in another country that was out of reach. But he was real close.

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

Three dots started to float on the chatbox as he typed. Then it disappeared as he stopped typing. Oooh, that must mean he liked them. I giggled to myself, deciding to get even bolder. I reached out behind me and unhooked my bra. My tits sprang free, heavy and meaty. I made a soft face of ecstasy and took another selfie. I tousled my hair, groped one of my tits, two fingers flicking over the nips. I took another. Then another, with each different pose.

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.