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**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Story 9: The Neighbor’s Window** **Chapter 2** Elena lay on her bed, chest heaving, legs still spread wide, Marcus’s thick cum leaking from her well-fucked pussy onto the sheets. Her body was trembling, mind spinning. The man she had teased through the window for weeks was now in her apartment, standing over her like he owned the place. Marcus looked down at her with dark, hungry eyes. His cock was still hard, glistening with their mixed juices.

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.”

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Chapter 90. Franklin’ Jealousy Reclamation. Lila Moreau’ POV I walked into Mr. Franklin’s office the next evening. The room felt tense. He sat behind his desk with the lights low. His face looked hard. Not a single trace of a smile. He stood up as I entered and locked the door right behind. “Strip,” he said almost immediately. His voice was low but sharp. “Everything off. Now.” I took off my clothes fast, standing naked in front of him. My body still felt sore from Dr. Voss’ session as I could still feel the blooming sting on my ass. The pain did nothing to ease the little ache between my legs.

After that, I allowed her to gag as much as she pleased and just enjoy the nastiness of my sexy girlfriend. I quickly found that Franny loved to have sex in public places. Our first adventure was at the local drive in movie. We were barely settled into the back seat when she removed her shirt and wanted me to suck on her tits. I was between her legs several minutes later spurting a huge wad of semen into her pussy. That was the first time that she let me put my cock inside of her. A memory we both cherish.

But I decided that perhaps I didn't know everything about Michael, especially his sexual likes and dislikes, so after he left for school the next morning, I returned to his laptop, and this time I checked his favourites. Most were game sites, but there were three Literotica addresses, as well as a pantyhose site. The first Literotica page was simply a list of new stories updated each day, the second was the top incest stories by score, but the third was one that gave me lots of information about my son's kinks. It was a search engine with the following tags: mom, son, and submission.