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Two: some small, traitorous part of me hadn't stopped thinking about what he'd said since he said it or about the two seconds after I fell, when neither of us had moved. I sat back down at my laptop, stared at the same flat, lifeless paragraph for a long time, and then before I could talk myself out of it opened a new tab. My cursor sat blinking in the search bar for almost a full minute before I typed the question: does an erotic writer need experience before writing? I deleted it. Typed it again. This time I hit search.

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She'll do anything to cheer up her best friend. Anything. A WARNING TO READERS: This is a kinky story of two young people that get into some rather extreme sexual things, although in a loving way. The story has elements that could be considered light BDSM ('sexdoll submissive'), watersports (drinking pee), anal sex, and more. Hope you enjoy reading.. ********** "What are you doing out here? Are you cutting class?"

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slam-slam-slam, never slowing. Another crack of the flogger came across my inner thighs. “Again,” the leashed man ordered. “Come again, you greedy little slut. Show everyone how much you need this.” I couldn’t fight it. The second orgasm built too fast….riding the brutal thrusts, the stinging lashes, the endless vibration. I screamed when it hit…my body convulsing, chains rattling, pussy gushing again around the massive dildo still hammering into me. They laughed dark and satisfied.

“That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pretty cries. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She moaned, pushing forward against his hand. “Dirty little girl.” He pinched her clit, loving the sound that escaped her mouth after. “On your hands and knees, Printsessa. You sound like you’re aching for more.” Charlotte immediately got on her hands and knees, imitating her current position on the screen. Maksim knelt behind her on the floor, lined up his cock with her entrance, and pushed into her in a slow torturous movement. Charlotte wiggled her ass back, wanting more.

“Such a greedy little slut. Taking my cock so deep while your other hole is stuffed full.” He pounded into her relentlessly, one hand slapping her ass hard enough to leave a pink handprint. Samira moaned louder, pushing back to meet every brutal thrust. The combination of his thick cock stretching her pussy and the plug filling her ass pushed her toward another orgasm fast. “Come for me,” Mikhail commanded, reaching around to pinch her clit. “Come on my cock like the expensive whore I just bought.” Samira shattered. Her whole body convulsed, pussy clamping down around him as she came hard, soaking his shaft and the sheets beneath her. Mikhail didn’t slow down. He fucked her through it, then

Damien yanked the fabric down, exposing them, and latched onto one with his mouth — sucking hard, biting, marking me as his. “Sir… please… I’m so close,” I begged, grinding my clit against his pelvis with every desperate thrust. “Come,” he snarled against my breast. “Come all over your husband’s cock like the filthy whore you are. Milk me dry.” The orgasm tore through me viciously. I screamed his name — “Sir!” — as my walls clenched and fluttered around his pounding shaft, flooding him with my release. Wave after wave of blinding ecstasy left me shaking and sobbing with pleasure.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

ARC 27: VELVET CUFFS TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit taboo erotica, public risk, under-table foot play, bathroom sex, rough oral, forced deepthroating, degradation, CNC elements and graphic sexual content.. Mature readers only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark fiction ------- Kailani's pov Sarah's hands digs into my side for the hundredth time this evening trying to get my attention But I can’t tear my eyes off the corner where Red is practically fucking that girl in front of everyone.