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I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"

Her muscles locked in painful rigidity as she strained toward him and the pleasure his touches promised. One of his hands slid lower and he pulled her soaked panties to one side and fondled her intimately. Isabella could do nothing but stare at him through vision hazed by passion. "I'm going to cum, Samson" she panted. CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

"I know. Jen's a member." Emma blushed, pulling her hand out of Ray's, saddened by what she was about to do. "It's not just a spa. It's a place where women can have their fantasies brought to life." Ray cocked his head, studying Emma closely. "What do you mean, 'fantasies'?" Her blush deepened. "I mean sexual fantasies, Ray." He stood up, jumping to his feet with such force that he nearly turned the heavy coffee table over. "I don't understand," he said, moving further out into the room. "Jen goes there five or six times a month. Are you telling me she goes there to-"

Her pussy throbbed, soaking her panties. His hand slid under the sheet, cupping her mound. Fingers pressed the wet fabric against her clit, rubbing in slow circles. Emily spread her legs wider. He peeled the panties down her thighs and off, leaving her completely naked on the table. Jake's fingers parted her slick folds. Two thick digits pushed inside her, curling against her G-spot. "So wet for me," he growled. She rocked against his hand, chasing the friction. He pumped steadily, thumb grinding her swollen clit. Pleasure coiled tight. When he added a third finger, stretching her, she came hard, thighs shaking, a sharp cry escaping her lips.

Nothing is missing, because she is happy. With him, her world revolved as an avid fan. What can a fangirl give for her idol? Unconditional love. Love without waiting for anything or something in return. Because she was happy and contented see his face then on TV. She did not know, and she did not realize that days, months, and years have passed that she sees nothing is missing in his life even though she has no love life. Because her day is complete as long as she can watch his drama series on TV.

She was tall with curly, jet-black hair, and smooth hazelnut colored skin. “Same dream?” she asked. “Yea. This must mean something,” I responded. “How are you holding up on... you know what?” “I'm okay for now, I think.” So, I'm a vampire. One of the last ones remaining. One is my girlfriend who I turned just because she asked me to, which I admit wasn’t the greatest idea. The other is the person that keeps appearing in my dreams. Being a vampire comes with a ton of benefits like enhanced speed, strength, healing, and senses. However, there's a major drawback, especially for a new vampire like Janea. The uncontrollable craving for blood.

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IN CASE YOU HAVE A FANTASY YOU WANT ME TO PEN DOWN, COMMENT AT THE END OF MY RECENT LAST CHAPTERS, AND I'LL SEE THEM… AS LONG AS IT'S NOT BESTIALITY, AND DOES IN NO WAY GO BEYOND MY PSYCHOLOGICAL LIMITS, I'LL PEN IT DOWN FOR YOU. Prompts from … 'Thatbixtch' …. SYNOPSIS A daughter seduces her father, while the mother watches a movie, unaware of what's going on, and gets him wrapped around her pinkies. ...

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

My pussy clamped down hard on the dildo. No. Stop. That's wrong. But my body didn't listen. The fantasy twisted; Sebastian’s hands instead of Marcus’s, his younger, harder thrusts, his voice younger and rougher while calling me something dirty while mom slept in the next room. Forbidden. Slick and hot. I fucked myself faster. Harder. The vibrator mashed against my clit until stars burst behind my eyelids. “I'm gonna come…fuck daddy… I’m gonna squirt thinking about you…” I didn't say whose name. Didn't want to know.