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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♡

Forgot to give this friendly warning… This story contains: Gangbang, Anal, DP, TP, dirty language, and some others. Read at your own risk… . . Maddison stepped into her favorite underground sex club, hidden deep in the city’s seedy underbelly, and the second she crossed the threshold, the air hit her like a drug. It was the only air she’d ever truly breathed since she first started having sex. Inside, the energy was chaotic, every corner a fuck-fest begging to be joined, and her mouth watered, her body aching to dive in.

“Beg for it.” “Please, Mr. Voss,” Susan whimpered, pushing her ass back desperately. “Please fuck your dirty office slut. I need your cock so bad. Ruin me. Stretch me open wider than any of them could.” He slammed into her in one powerful thrust, burying nearly all of his length. Susan cried out, her pussy clenching hard around the sudden invasion. Alexander gave her only a few seconds before he started pounding her with deep, punishing strokes. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass filled the suite.

Every thrust pressed her clit into the unyielding glass, a friction that was both agony and ecstasy. Another man moved to her left, another to her right. They pressed their hard cocks against the glass, right next to her face. She turned her head, her tongue darting out to lick the cold surface, tasting the faint, salty residue of their previous orgasms. “You like that, slut?” the one on the left grunted, rubbing his shaft against the window. “You like being a piece of art for the whole city to see?” She could only moan in response, the sound muffled by the glass and the cock pistoning into her.

I kept shifting my weight, pressing my thighs together hard. Heat rushed through me and I could feel myself getting wet, my panties sticking. Later we slipped out to the garden where the lights were dim and the music sounded far away. He pushed me against the stone wall, hands on either side of my head. “I cannot do this anymore,” he said, breathing heavy. “Pretending I don’t want you—it’s impossible.” I grabbed the front of his jacket and yanked him in. “Then do it,” I whispered right against his mouth. “Fuck me, Xavier. Right now.”

The kind of thing that could blow up everything. My cunt was already slick and aching, my body was active, God, I need his cock buried deeply inside, I need him to fuck me till my thighs tremble and till I lose balance. The women’s restroom was mostly empty. A couple of teenagers were at the sinks and left as I walked in. I went straight to the last stall, the larger accessible one and held the door open. He stepped inside. The second the latch clicked I was on him. He shoved me back against the cold tile wall and kissed me like he’d been holding it in for years.

These feelings I pushed down. I reached for the Lussuria Clausa in my bag. A book of spells to suppress erotic dreams, seal the gates of pleasure and protect the body from unwanted spiritual intrusion through sexual channels. Just as I opened the first page…. “Liliane Ravanel with the Lussuria Clausa? Wonders shall never cease,” I heard. I turned to find Adrien watching me over my shoulder. “Are you crazy? Can’t you see I need privacy?” I asked, anger coursing through me. I fucking hate Adrien.

I gently massaged his balls along alongside and he moaned so loudly him, losing control. Hot moans. The one that had me wishing why he wasn’t in between my legs right now “F**k!” “Right there.” “Holy crap” Fuckkk! "I’m going to f**king cum, right here". In that dirty mouth of yours. He held onto my cheeks, pressing them hard and spilling every content of his into my mouth. I licked every atom of it till it looked like that of a newborn. I was satisfied and he was still in shock.

Maybe that's why my mom married him, after all he doesn't even have a stable job! I watched as Evelyn walked up to him and made him watch as she slipped a finger into herself. "I'm so wet, Frank. I need your hard dick in me right now. I want you to fuck me silly. Make me your fucking cum slut.". She moaned, gripping Frank's hardened dick from his trousers. I heard Frank groan. God, her dirty talk was quickly breaking down any control that he had left. "Fuck," she moaned as she continued to finger her tight pussy. She was voluptuous, and I'm sure Frank was imagining himself grabbing her waist as he fucked hard into her, her screaming at him not to stop. God, I was becoming wet.

At least the women there are clean and all tested and I am a member. I get to my car and retrieve my wallet from the dashboard and check if the card is there and it is. I smile and ignite the car. Velvet House is a fantasy world that gives most men what they do not get in their marriages. Here, one gets all types of sex depending on their preference. I am a hardcore dominant and I love my partners submissive and masochistic. I love dominating for a good fuck but once in a while, I can switch roles but that doesn't with whether I can get a good dominatrix.