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Nine months of divorce numbness and eight months of pretending he didn’t want her like this — it all crashed over him at once. He slid his hand between her legs. She was dripping. Soaking his fingers the second he touched her. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned. “You’re soaked. Spanked and dripping for your Master like a good little slave.” She moaned loudly, pushing back against his hand. “Master— please—” He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. Deep. Curling. His thumb found her clit and rubbed tight circles. She cried out, hips rocking desperately against his thigh.

She slammed into me harder, the thick cock pounding my G-spot with every thrust. “Then fucking cum,” she snarled. “Cum all over this cock like the dirty little girl you are.” My orgasm exploded through me so violently I screamed, my entire body shaking as I squirted all over her stomach and the strap-on. Vesper groaned in satisfaction, still fucking me through my orgasm, chasing her own pleasure by grinding the base of the dildo against her clit. She buried her face in my neck as she came, moaning my name like a prayer. We stayed locked together, both of us panting and trembling. This was basically the craziest sex I’d ever had and it wasn’t even with a real dick???

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"I don't know. It's not that simple. I want to be, like, really into it, you know?" "No, girl," she shakes her head. "I don't know. Why don't you just get it over with? Fuck one of your cam guys. Fuck him on camera. It's just sex. Once you do it, it doesn't feel like such a big deal." Samantha has slept with three guys, and prided herself on being a self-described "slut." I think it made her feel worldly, to know about sex.

I fucked Hailey’s hole with my tongue, letting curiosity get the best of me and I began fingering her asshole with my thumb until her thighs were shaking. “I’m close!” Damon groaned. “Fuck me too!” My husband’s hot cum spilled into my abuse as my best friend’s pussy pulsed out juices as her body shook with her second orgasm. It was all so dirty, filthy but fucking wonderful. I don't think I could go back to casual sex after this. ~ ~ ~ Update: We agreed to continue fucking! My parents have Bella every weekend while my husband, my best friend, and I discover ways we could make each other cum at every corner of the house.

My voice is firmer now, but the pout in my tone betrays my frustration. "Lestat, stop," Kenny cuts in, his voice steady, but there's something deeper there now. Something quieter, darker. His gaze sweeps over me, slow and assessing, lingering just a moment too long before locking onto mine. "So, your boyfriend cheats on you, and your first instinct is to come to a sex club for revenge? Do you even know what goes on here? What kind of guys come here?" I glance around again, but this time, I see it differently. The neatly coiled ropes, the gleaming cuffs hanging like ornaments, the toys that range from delicate silk to unforgiving leather—all of it.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

Proceed my beautiful boy. (I pulled out a piece of condom from my jacket and passed it to her. She raised her face to look at me, and she smirked. I knew I had earned that shit; I mean, if I can make the pussy wet then I am the owner.) I threw a risque joke at Maribel just to be sure that she was cool with the 'sex in the ladies' story. (Yeah! You are, bad boy.) She replied with so much enthusiasm and a peal of mild laughter.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

"But I may have imagined this scenario once or twice." Felix's laugh was low and sensual. "Only once or twice?" Before she could answer, his thumb found the damp center of her panties, pressing firmly against her clit through the silk. Wendy gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. "So responsive," Felix murmured, increasing the pressure. "I've imagined making you wet like this during every boring budget meeting for the past year." His confession sent another rush of heat between her legs. "Tell me what you want," he commanded, his thumb now moving in slow circles. "I need to hear you say it."