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“Such perfect fucking tits. Been dreaming about these for years.” Lucas moved in front, dropping to his knees. He spread my thighs wider, replacing Jax’s fingers with his tongue. He licked long and slow from my entrance up to my clit, then sucked the swollen nub into his mouth, flicking it relentlessly while Victor kept devouring my mouth and Jax ground against my ass, his fingers now teasing my tight little hole. I was shaking, moaning, completely surrounded by them. Four sets of hands, four hungry mouths, cocks hard and straining against their pants. My mind spun, this was wrong, so fucking wrong — but my body was on fire, pussy dripping down my thighs as they worked me over.

"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.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

Lira speaks. My eyes flutter between opening and closing as I try to stay conscious. “You’re incredible, baby. So responsive… so fucking delicious.” She slides down my body, kissing every inch—my cum-smeared lips, my throat, sucking marks onto my tits until I’m arching and whimpering. My body tingles, wanting more of her touch. This is unarguably the most alive I’ve been. And for a moment, I am glad that the book I’d found wasn’t some motivational book on how I needed to find my inner voice before I could find my outer one.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

Chuckling wickedly, I increased the intensity of the finger fucking and I allowed myself to remember the images of Asper pleasuring her with his cock, using that as a source of motivation. Her moans echoed across the room and bounced off the walls and if I didn't know better, I would have mistaken her body movements for seizures. As I sensed that she was approaching her climax, I stopped my fingers and pulled them out of her. Her eyes opened and I could see the protest in them, something she wouldn't dare do with her words.

“You know what? Why don’t you bend me over the desk? I want to feel this cock even deeper.” Marcus nodded eagerly and pulled out. Elena slid off the desk, spun around, and shoved her fat, juicy ass toward him. Every little movement made her cheeks jiggle softly, the sight so hypnotic that Marcus gulped hard, his cock twitching visibly. She bent forward over the desk, laying her upper body flat against the wood. Her thick thighs spread wide, ass pushed back invitingly, pussy glistening and ready for him. When nothing happened, she glanced back over her shoulder and saw Marcus just standing there, eyes locked on her fat ass like he was hypnotized.

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.

Amara bit her lip hard, trying not to make noise. The other girls were watching through the big window; Sophia and Riley, faces pressed close, and eyes wide. Daniel turned the vibe higher. Her hips twitched. She hated it. Her body started getting wet anyway, the squelching sound loud in the quiet room. “See that?” he said, loud enough for the others to hear. “Doctor’s cunt likes being opened up.” Amara shook her head, tears leaking through . “I hate you.” “Good.” He left the speculum in and the vibe buzzing while he unzipped his pants. His cock came out, thick and heavy. He stroked it a couple times, then climbed between her spread legs. The stirrups kept her wide open for him and gaping.

“We’ll start with the consent process. I need to ensure you’re fully informed and comfortable.” He handed me a thick stack of papers. Page after page of clinical language: “voluntary exposure of erogenous zones,” “manual and instrumental stimulation,” “orgasmic response documentation,” “potential for prolonged arousal states.” My cheeks burned as I read terms like “clitoral engorgement,” “vaginal lubrication measurement,” and “cervical sensitivity testing.”