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She tempted him even more. She approached the pole and glued her throbbing jewel between her thighs. She didn't know, but it seemed like that part was starting to get wet while she was doing what she was doing. She held on to the pole and rubbed herself, especially the lower body on the cold pole. It's like she's having sex there. The man scooped up all the contents of the glass and placed it on the table next to him. One of his fingers was already on his lip and he was holding it while staring at what she was doing. She suddenly turned around and rubbed her legs up to both thighs.

Taylor stepped out of them, her glistening pink snatch bare and beautiful. Her wetness spread before my eyes. My feet were resting between hers, keeping them shoulder width apart and thus providing an uncensored view. As the seconds passed, the abundance of moisture gathered between her labia and trickled right down her evenly tanned thighs. A single droplet was seized by gravity and born directly onto my bare foot. The echo of that splash filled my universe. I dragged a finger from the back of her slit up to and over her clit. It was a little marble of a bud that peeked out like a budding flower upon receiving my touch. "I rest my case. Taylor Stern, closet lesbian."

Fucking hell. I start moving slow at first, and then soon, I pick up the pace as I bounce hard, ass slapping against her thighs, lost in the wet heat and her constant stream of praise and filth. “Fuck, look at that greedy pussy swallowing me. So shy in the world, but such a desperate little cum-slut for your succubus.” Lira’s voice is low, wanton in a way that makes me want to cum right there and then. My nipples feel tight, hard, and when she rubs her tail against it, I feel like my heart is going to force its way out through my throat.

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

CONTENT WARNING: Explicit lesbian erotica, dominance/submission, public fingering/car orgasm, oral sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, first-time sapphic encounter CHAPTER ONE I was nineteen, on my own for the first time at university, and just beginning to explore the sapphic facets of my sexuality the first time I spotted Sabine across the floor of some small town gay club with a stupid name. Electricity crackled in the air between us. Her striking, lavender eyes swept up and down my body like a spotlight, savoring my ample curves, tracking the gentle sway of my hips. Her eyes stopped at the apex of their second trip, her gaze resting on my lips. She slowly licked hers like a hungry cat be

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.”

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

The orgasmic might of my release was similar to that of the sea as the riptide of pleasure pulled me under. “That was beautiful,” I murmured. “Just like you,” she said before softly kissing me. My first bona fide lesbian experience could have ended right there with a climax delivered to me in the cinematic surf. But it wasn’t enough. I wanted to reciprocate. Tentatively, I moved my hand down her body and glided over her firm belly. She opened her legs with a low purr of encouragement. I’d touched myself enough to know how to give a woman pleasure, I reasoned to myself. I was eager to satisfy her.

He held in, his eyes fluttering shut and rolllmg backwards as the cock hugged his walls, and Marcus rolled his hips in a sensual, circular motion. He gripped the edges of the counter as Marcus began to ram into him with a sheer roughness that was somehow both painful and pleasurable. Jeremy scurried between containing the pain and the pleasure, his balls slamming against his cock and moistening the friction. “How hard is this?” Marcus groaned behind him, his hands snaking forward and grabbing Jeremy’s cock. “Huh?” He jerked the cock from base in tip, then slammed into him. “Hard enough?” He massaged Jeremy’s cock, using the precum that leaked out like actual cum from Jeremy’s tip, as lube.

Sterling slobbered on my tits as Liora repeatedly lunged her elongated mouthpiece inside of me. Dr. Sterling tinkered with my clit as Liora continued to slosh through my layers. I caught myself about to call out Dr. Sterling’s name but it was Liora who deserved the most accolades. It was her unrelenting muff munching mission that was responsible for the extraordinary orgasm that rippled through me. I screamed her name as my twat surrendered its ware. “Bravo!” Dr. Sterling cheered. “Liora, you eat pussy like a dedicated lesbian.”