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My secret words and my filthy thoughts. Heat flooded my face. I suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “I…I attached the wrong file,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It was never meant for anyone.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I felt the faint heat of his body. “Yet you described everything with such precision. The way my voice would sound against your ears, how my fingers would feel sliding underneath your skirt while you tried so desperately to maintain your composure.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the rapid rise of my chest. “Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very o

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.

The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume, alcohol, and sex. A low, pulsing beat played, but the main sound was a symphony of soft moans, whispered commands, and the occasional sharp slap of flesh on flesh. And the sights… My eyes widened as I took them in. People were everywhere, intertwined on velvet couches, in dark corners, even on raised platforms. A woman was chained to a St. Andrew’s cross, her body being expertly flogged by a man in a mask. A man was on his knees, his head buried under the skirt of a woman who held his leash. No one was paying any attention to anyone else. It was a world of private, public pleasure.

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.

Felix replied while Frankie bursted into laughter. "You are so delusional. You meet these girls that are from broken homes and are willing to do anything for the money and you offer them money mostly peanuts just to have your way with them and you call that consensual? Bro, get real for once. You are no better than me. The only difference between us is that you let that part of your life ruin your personality while I separate my personal and sexual affairs perfectly." Franklin replied. "So, run along and find something to do with your time cause your little sermon make no sense when you do just as much as you accuse me of."