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“Rub your clit while you ride me. I want to feel this pussy cream one more time before I fill it.” She reached down, rubbing her swollen clit frantically as she bounced. Her moans turned into high-pitched, broken cries. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock again. “I’m gonna cum. Ethan, please!” “Cum then, you pathetic slut,” I snarled, thrusting up hard to meet her bounces. “Milk my cock.” Elara screamed, her whole body convulsing as another violent orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gushing wetly all over my lap. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent cry, thighs shaking uncontrollably.

I came a third time with Hillian buried deep inside me and the vibrator still on my clit. "That’s three," Robin counted. "Keep going. We want more." They did not let me rest for long. Robin took his turn inside me. He was thicker, or maybe it just felt that way after Hillian. He fucked me harder, snapping his hips, while Hillian kissed me and played with my tits. The vibrator stayed in Robin’s hand. "Take this cock," Robin grunted. "All of it. Look at how your pussy stretches around me." He kept pressing it lower, near where our bodies met, and I got my fourth orgasm with almost no warning.

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

Lyla is having a horrible day. Cranky and emotional, she's ready to go home when Aaron bursts into the flower shop and begs for a bouquet so he can apologize to his girlfriend. Unfortunately, flowers aren't going to solve this problem. Luckily, Lyla has another idea. This story is part of the When The Lights Go Out universe. These stories do not need to be read in any particular order; they all revolve around the same event and have some connections, but are stand alone pieces.

Ava had spent more nights than she’d ever admit with her fingers buried in her pussy, imagining him bending her over his desk and telling her what a good girl she was while he fucked her. But he would never look at her like that. Not the quiet, chubby girl who sat in the back and never spoke unless called on. Ava sighed and pulled her hand out of her leggings. She was too worked up to sleep and too lonely to do anything else. On a whim, she opened the app store and typed in something she’d seen mentioned in a late-night R8dd1t thread. VelvetChat. The description was simple: Anonymous. Discreet. Match based on desire.

A gift for all my slow romance erotica lovers, a short story from: dividing and conquering the professor I,II,III Lily's POV With my tongue tucked in my cheeks, I press the new toy against my pussy wall and the strong vibration causes my body to shake. “Ahh…” the small whimper that slips out, bounces off the bathroom wall. Biting my lips and pressing my thighs together only makes my moans come out louder. It's been too long since I got fucked, too long that a vibrator feels like paradise to me at the moment.

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

“Tell Rex I’m not interested in being another notch on his bedpost. You two are unbelievable. Do you ever think about anything besides sex?” Mia leaned in, lowering her voice dramatically. “We think about money too. And right now, money and sex can go hand in hand.” Lila finally looked up, one eyebrow raised. “What are you talking about?” Jade pulled out her phone and slid it across the table. “There’s this website. It’s… discreet. Girls auction off their first time. Serious buyers. Serious money. Some of these girls are walking away with five figures for one night.” Lila stared at the screen. The site was sleek, professional-looking, with blurred photos and blurred profiles. The bids on the

She kept the pressure on until Claire was crying, until her body was so exhausted from the intensity of the orgasm that she could barely stand… Then, Colette pulled her fingers out, licked them clean, and looked at Claire with a dark, predatory hunger. "Strip," Colette commanded. "Get on the table." Claire scrambled to obey, pulling off her habit, her undergarments, everything, until she was lying vulnerable and exposed on the polished wood. Colette didn't wait. She climbed onto the table, straddling Claire. She spat onto her hand, smeared the saliva over her own clit, then wet Claire’s clit with the same fluid. She aligned their vulvas, the wet, skin-on-skin contact sparking a new wave of h