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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.

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.

Unaware of what was going on, Maria kept on putting up a show for her imaginary audience. The granite was cool and smooth under her elbows as she leaned back further. The thin cotton of her shorts was damp against her skin, and the pale fabric betrayed a darker patch where her brother’s release had soaked through. Her nipples were pressed against the soft fabric of her tank top. Every shift of her weight sent a fresh pulse between her legs. She closed her eyes, letting the memory wash over her. She could still feel his hands, his mouth, the rough grip on her hips, and the guttural sounds he made as he emptied himself inside her.

Slippery wet fucking pussy. I don’t know what I love more, the sound of a went cunt when you’re ramming into it or just the feeling of being inside. Either way, my Favorite thing to do is fucking. Even better if it’s with a screamer like this one. I smirked at the sight of her messy hair and jiggling tits. “Don’t stop, Callum. Please” Her voice was so low, my ears could barely pick them up.

Compare to what I used to before, intimacy in Fantasma for me, is much more easier and passionate, for me. “Ahhh~ that is rather refreshing showers……are you heading back to the office?..”. “EEKK!!…Master~..don’t do that out of nowhere..”.(Mina) “I can’t help it, Baby~…your ass, is so juicy in my eyes that I can’t just let it go before tasting them a little bit....”.

"You can stop your ogling." "What the hell?" Grace yelled, clearly frustrated. "I was not ogling. What’s your problem?" "That’s not what it felt like," she responded, smiling and clearly enjoying Grace's frustration. And in her frustration, Grace blurted out, "Well, too bad, I love dicks—you know, the long, big, and real ones." It might have been a bit bold for someone who hadn't been in a relationship, but she didn't really care. As if that wasn't enough, the frog breast woman added, "What a coincidence, so do I, but I love them a little bigger, if you know what I mean." Susan laughed so hard that it made her tear up.

Another voice from the dark: "Let me touch her." Rome's grip tightened. Amara opened her eyes. It was Levi. Silent. Watching. Wanting. "Let him," she whispered. Rome looked up at her, shocked. Her cunt clenched around him. "Please." Levi stepped closer. His hand brushed her breast, and she moaned so loudly it made someone else groan. Then his fingers were between her thighs, rubbing where she needed it most. She fell apart. Her orgasm hit like a storm, tearing through her until her vision blurred. Rome cursed. He wasn’t far behind. She felt him spill inside her, hot and thick, and she didn’t stop riding until he was shaking.

I nodded as I grabbed my boob and pinched my nipple slightly. I curled my toes, reached back, and clawed at his arm. "Cum, slut" My body obeyed the command at once. I screamed, my cum sprayed everywhere. In a few seconds, Damon slammed his cock into me a few more times. Then she released shots of his hot cum into my ass and pulled out. His cum dripped out of my ass onto the floor, mixing with my cum. We lay down side by side, catching our breaths. "Ella"

I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum

The shame hit right after orgasm but the money in my account overshadowed any guilt I felt at that moment. I streamed three more times that week. Each one grew and by the fourth night, I had low lights and my favorite toy slick with lube on the nightstand and Regular47 was there every time, tipping bigger and typing what I craved to hear. “Spread wider for me, Velvet. Let me see that pretty cunt drip.” And I obeyed, knees falling onto the sheets and the camera angled so they could watch my finger glide through my folds. I was soaked, and the wet sounds filled the quiet room. My clit throbbed under my thumb while I pushed two fingers inside curling them to my satisfaction.