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Liora's Pov I saw the ad on a sketchy art forum late one night when I couldn't sleep. It was short and strange. Long-term nude model wanted, serious inquiries only and generous pay. No experience necessary, the reply email was just a random string of letters and numbers, no name attached. I was broke and kind of desperate so I sent a message back saying I was interested. Two days later I got a reply, just an address and a time. Come alone, bring nothing but yourself. I didn't tell a single person where I was headed.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

I whispered, keeping my voice low so Xavier wouldn't hear every word. "No! Tell me what happened", she shrieked, making me flinch as I kept a bit of distance between my ear and the phone. Sheesh. Well someone's excited. "Well", I whispered. "Xavier is practically a slobbering mess. You know that cock ring I ordered online a week ago?", "Shut up! No way! You used it?" "Mmhmm" "OMG!! Girl he is obviously going to be such an orgasm deprived mess right now but do tell how did you use it?"

My clit ached, begging for touch after last night. He laughed, low rumble vibrating through his chest into mine. "Please what? You want me to finger that needy cunt? Make you squirt all over my desk?" His fingers pressed firmer against the fabric, rubbing slow circles over my clit through the panties. The friction was maddening, building that fire again, but not enough. The wet spot grew, soaking through, his fingers slick with my arousal. "Fuck, listen to that. Your pussy's talking, Mira. Sloppy and desperate."

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

It was lol getting to me and I was loosing it. “Im gonna cum”, I cried. He started increasing his pacing, his strokes became deeper and his moans a little louder, i started crying out in pleasure, this feeling was so good. In less than a minute, I squirted all over and collapsed to the ground. Panting hard. He stared at me with a smirk and helped me get up and took me to the bathroom. He didn’t finish so I knew this wasn’t over. “Hope I helped you forget that bastard?”he asked

She learned to ride Isolde's strap-on while looking into her eyes. In the cabin on another weekend, they tried new positions. Isolde sat on Seraphina's face and ground her pussy against her mouth. Seraphina licked and sucked until Isolde came hard. Then Isolde returned the favor, making Seraphina squirt again on the wooden floor. "You're so wet for me every time," Isolde said afterward. "I created a little addict." Seraphina smiled, face flushed. "I love it. I love belonging to you. ."

Ethan The neon sign outside the small storefront flickered softly—Madame Elara: Tarot, Visions & Destiny—and I stood there for almost five minutes, briefcase heavy in my sweaty palm, heart hammering like I’d just run a marathon. I’d noticed it only this morning on my way back from the office. The place looked new; the paint was still fresh, the curtains deep crimson. No one I knew had mentioned her before. Maybe that’s why I finally pushed the door open. Stupid, really. But after another lonely weekend spent jerking off to videos I was too embarrassed to admit I watched, the question wouldn’t leave me alone: Would I ever have a girlfriend?

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.

I shifted my hips restlessly, my body desperate for more contact, more pressure, more of anything. Tina's lips trailed from my breast up the curve of my neck, kissing along my jaw, my cheek, the corner of my mouth. Her hand left my breast and traveled downward. Slowly. Torturously slowly. Fingertips tracing a path down my ribs, across my stomach, over the soft skin below my navel. I held my breath. Her fingers stopped just above where I needed them most. "There are different types of orgasms," Tina murmured against my ear, her voice low and deliberate. "And tonight I'm going to teach you every single one."