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“My name is Sapphire and I’m here from Fantasies.” The muscles in Felix’s body visibly relaxed. Fantasies was an elite at home prostitute service. Their website allowed for patrons to pick any girl with whatever body specifications, kinks, accents, accessories or outfits the men desired. Fantasies ensured that all of their girls were devoid of STDs and had contraceptives so that men who wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex without the pressure of condoms could be free to do so.

Jax stood over the three girls, his thick cock still hard and dripping with their mixed juices. Emma, Mia, and Zoe lay on their backs on the living room floor, legs spread wide, pussies gaping and leaking thick white cum from the first rounds of breeding. “Fuck, look at you three,” Jax growled, stroking his cum-smeared cock. “Three college sluts with your legs up like cheap whores, pussies ruined and overflowing with my seed. You ordered pizza and now you’re nothing but my personal breeding cumdumps.”

The room echoed with the panting of three naked bodies. Sara watched Vincent pull up his underwear. His cock had still not gone down. The Viagra was still working. Sara let out a satisfied yawn. The night had gone so much better than what she imagined.

“Depression… and a very unhealthy coping mechanism.” “Which is?” “Sex?” Oh! “How long?” It was none of my business but I don't know… she seemed interesting. “About eight months.” I was about to ask why but she beat me to it. Either she could read my mind through these wooden walls, or she was just a chronic oversharer. Was it contagious?

Seraphina Raphael picked up the call and hurriedly explained to Tracy that he was in an important meeting, with an assurance that he’ll call her back later. I waited for him impatiently whilst caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples. His eyes remained transfixed on my chest and as soon as he was done with the call, he immediately took one of my pink buds into his mouth and sucked hard, his tongue warm and demanding against my skin. A moan slipped out of my throat before I knew it. The sound was so slutty, but I couldn't care. All I need now is Raphael’s cock filling and stretching out my pussy till I'm not able to walk anymore.

**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.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

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.

“Crawl.” I move on my knees across the rug until I’m between his spread legs. He frees his cock—already hard, thick, the head dark and wet. He doesn’t tell me to open my mouth. He just fists my hair and pulls me forward until my lips stretch around him. I take him deep on the first stroke. He holds me there, nose against his stomach, until my throat flutters and spit runs down his shaft. Then he starts using my mouth in slow, deep thrusts, guiding my head with both hands as he does so. “This is what happens when you sneak out,” he says, voice calm while he slides over my tongue. “You don’t get to run off to some boy who doesn’t even know how to fuck you properly. You stay here and you take i