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WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

"That's what you need isn't it? Need me to fuck you right here until you can't take it anymore." "Yes!" he gasped. "Yes Mistress please!" I added a third finger and he nearly sobbed with pleasure. His cock was leaking a steady stream of precum now, creating a puddle on the sheets beneath him. I fucked him with my fingers until he was trembling and begging incoherently. Then I withdrew my fingers. "No," he whimpered. "Please don't stop." "I'm not stopping." I positioned the strap-on at his entrance. "I'm just getting started. Now beg me to fuck you."

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

The combination of the two caused me to fabricate an endless array of fantasies in my head. I couldn't help but let my mind wander during school, day in and day out. There was never a shortage of nubile girls my age sitting mere feet away from me, with their lovely, warm bodies curved and filled out in all the right places. I would catch a whiff of their different perfumes and admire the attention to detail they spent grooming themselves. To put it simply, I was pretty damn horny a lot. I fantasized relentlessly about the opposite sex. The only problem was that they weren't interested in me.

I could almost feel his weight on top of me, his cock slamming into my dripping cunt over and over. “Matt… please,” I cried out, adding a third finger and stretching myself wider, the burn so delicious it made my eyes roll back. My thumb rubbed frantic, messy circles on my clit as I thrust harder, faster, my fingers making loud, squelching sounds with every plunge. “Fuck me harder. I saw the way you touched them… now touch me like that. Fuck me like you mean it. Use me. Destroy this pussy.” My legs trembled violently. I spread them even wider, knees bent and pulled back toward my chest, completely lost in the fantasy. Sweat beaded on my skin and trickled down my body as I chased the building

Her pussy glistened with arousal, lips puffy and twitching, clit already begging. She whimpered. Then something touched her. A warm enchanted tendril ran along the folds of her cunt. Not rough nor gentle but curious. “So wet already,” he murmured. “You’re aching to be used. Do you fantasize about being forced, little acolyte? Being taken on the altar while your sisters pray above?” “Stop it—gods, stop—” Another tendril flicked her clit. She jerked violently. Her mouth opened in a moan before she could stop it.

How I wish he would just satisfy all my sexual fantasies. ‎I lay on my bed and traced my fingers down to my drenched panties and pushed them to the corner as I ran my fingers down my wet pussy. ‎I close my eyes and insert one of my fingers inside my pussy and start moving it in a back and forth motion while imagining it's Uncle David's fingers working on my juicy pussy. ‎"Mhmm... Arghh.. Yes, Uncle David.. Mhmmm.. Yes.." I moaned loudly as I moved my fingers faster with my eyes still shut, as I fingered my pussy while thinking of my dad's best friend.

With the door to talking about sex cracked open, she added, "I enjoy a good sexual fantasy as much as the next woman, I guess. Which genres of stories do you like most?" "Normally it would be the hot-wife stories," Cheryl answered, "But I was reading a really hot incest/taboo story there the other day where the characters happened to be named Darlene, James, and Shannon." She looked Darlene in her surprised eyes and with a suggestive grin she added, "It's hard for me to imagine that's just coincidence. Did you write that story? Is that your taboo fantasy I was reading?" Darlene was a bit taken aback by her friend's blunt question, but her tone and the look on her face were certainly not judg

Erotic Compilation Stories. My Fantasy::: It was definitely a time of extreme trial for me, and if I had known how it would end, I might have not bitched as much as I did during it all. To begin with, my boyfriend, Jimmy, broke up with me because when I shared my fantasies with him, per his request, he said I was too much of a sexual freak for him. Let me explain a bit further so you better understand. I had been reading stories on those sites that specialize in erotic literature after doing some research on a paper for a class on human sexuality on how some people engage in different sexual acts for pleasure. Now, some of the stories were so bizarre that I couldn't finish reading them, but

A single finger dipped between the lips of her sex, and she began to stroke her clit with tiny, teasing motions. Already wet from the flirting at dinner and the fantasies of Devon's body beneath the African sky, Sophie's body was more than ready for her attention. The little nub she toyed with engorged quickly, and amplified pleasure swelled within. Devon and the silver hairs around his temple — would the hairs elsewhere on his body be greying from early aging? She imagined his chest and stomach, and what they might look like speckled with silver. How magnificent an experienced cock might look nestled in a dark patch of pubic hair struck through with steel? The finger at her clit circled a l