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Naughty-elle. He took out his phone and searched for Naughty-elle on only fans. His eyes widened in shock as he turned to look at her sleeping figure. Gabrielle was a popular anonymous user on only fans with about one point four million subscribers. Her specialty was masturbating and display of sex toys collections. Mouth wide, he turned to her again and her eyes were open.

“Fuck, Mia… yes, little sister… suck it just like that… take every inch…” He was jerking off to me. My name on his lips sent a hot, shameful rush straight between my legs. My pussy clenched hard. I knew I should back out quietly. Close the door. Pretend I saw nothing. But my feet stayed rooted. The taboo hit me like electricity. This was my stepbrother. The guy who teased me at dinner. Now he was fantasizing about fucking me. The wrongness made my nipples harden painfully against my tank top. My hand moved on its own. I cupped my breast through the thin fabric, squeezing hard. I pinched my nipple until it ached sharply. The sting felt good in a twisted way.

I was sure it was her. I even opened my eyes, slightly trembling. But the woman below me, with her head tilted back, was not blonde. I closed my eyes again, letting the sounds I heard look like Joana's voice. It wasn't a sin. I was just exploring those sensations to the fullest. Maybe Joana wasn't the goddess of sex emerging to take me to the abyss of pleasure. I let myself be convinced that it was her. So what was love, became fucked up. The dirtiest kind possible. "Oh my God... "Maria moaned softly.

I opened an incognito tab, found the video that best fit my fantasies, and pressed play. A girl on her knees between two guys, one in her mouth and the other sliding in from behind. She can't scream or moan properly since her mouth is full, but her muffled moans sound desperate and perfect. I slid my hand beneath the waistband of my panties before I could even think. I was fucking soaked so it was easy to slide two fingers in. My mouth fell open, a breathless moan escaping my lips. I curled them, closing my eyes, imagining it was Jake or Tyler's fingers instead. I knew it was wrong. They were five years older than I was. I was their best friend’s little sister but I could hardly control the

This is probably the definition of pathetic. But I don’t care. I press his shirt to my face, breathing in his scent, and slide my hand between my legs. I’m already wet. I’ve been wet since I jumped into his arms this afternoon. The ache between my thighs is almost painful now. I circle my clit with my fingers, slow at first, imagining it’s his hand. Imagining him touching me, those rough callused fingers on my skin. “Damon,” I whisper into his shirt. My fingers move faster. I imagine him here, in my bed, those storm-gray eyes dark with lust. Imagine him spreading my legs and putting his mouth on me. Imagine his tongue…

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

I blinked through the darkness, looking down to see Anita hovering right over my hips. She was completely naked. Her bare breasts hung over my chest, her pink nipples dark in the dim light, and her soft hands were wrapped tightly around my thick, rock-hard length. "Anita... wait, what are you doing?" I choked out, my voice raspy as I tried to reach down and catch her wrists to stop her. "Shh, Kayzer, relax," she whispered against my ear, her thumb stroking the wet tip of my cock. "It is just a dream. Look at how huge and hard you are for me."

I imagined Kieran on his knees in front of me, that golden smile gone as his tongue replaced the spray with slow, teasing licks turning hungry, sucking my clit between his lips while his hands gripped my ass. Then Jax, behind me, his rough palms sliding up my wet body, fingers digging into my hips as he pressed that thick, hard cock against me, whispering filthy promises against my neck. The fantasy pulled a real moan from my throat. I switched the setting to a harder, more concentrated pulse and pressed the shower head tighter against my pussy. The water beat against me in fast waves, making my clit throb and my inner walls clench around nothing. I was dripping, slick mixing with the shower

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

He pressed harder, feeling how the wetness had already spread. “Answer me,” he said, voice low and amused. “Or I’ll make you come right here in front of everyone.” “Yes,” I whispered, barely moving my lips. “Yes what?” “Yes… I got wet thinking about you.” His fingers pushed the thin material of my panties aside. Two of them slid through my folds, gathering the slick that had already started to drip. “Greedy little cunt,” he muttered. “Already this messy and I haven’t even properly touched you yet.”