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She truly did enjoy the way he handled her but it wasn’t enough to give her an orgasm except if she added a vibrator. Reed watched proudly as Light pulled out and slammed inside into Lexi’s wet pussy. “Ah!” She moaned loudly, her hips swirling as if begging for more. This moment made him admit that Light was truly the freakiest among them all. Within a few minutes with sex demons, he was already balls deep inside one of them. Reed felt his cock growing harder the more he watched the erotic live p**n. He smoothly slid his hand into Red's leather pants and then slipped his fingers under her thong.

I was showered with offers for dates, but none of them gave me that tingle in my pussy that Eric next door did. I went to a seedy bookshop in the "wrong" part of town and bought a couple of erotic novels. I chose ones that were about husbands having affairs with younger women. As I read them in bed late at night I let my fingers play with my tits and my pussy and I brought myself to my very first orgasm. It was a wonderful discovery, but nothing like what the books described. I knew I needed a cock for that and the only cock I wanted sat between Eric Conner's legs.

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

he growled against her mouth. “All this time playing innocent and your cunt is begging to be ruined.” He shoved her panties aside and plunged two thick fingers inside her without warning. Lia cried out, legs buckling. The stretch burned, but the pleasure was immediate and overwhelming. He curled his fingers, stroking that sensitive spot inside her while his thumb found her swollen clit. “Oh god—Ethan—” “That’s right. Say my name while I finger-fuck this virgin pussy.” He pumped harder, adding a third finger, stretching her. Lia’s books clattered to the floor. Her hips rocked shamelessly against his hand, chasing the building pressure.

The guys watched, mesmerized, as the fake cock disappeared into my body, then emerged, shiny and wet. "Look at her lips," Mark breathed. "They cling to it. They don't want to let go." Leo kept going in a slow, deep rhythm. Ethan applied the vibrator to my clit. Ben and Derek returned to my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples. Mark stroked my inner thighs. I was lost. The world narrowed to the feeling of being filled, buzzed, and touched from all sides. I was a living, breathing centerfold, a pornographic dream come to life for these men. And I loved it.

Ellie was trapped in her erotic dream, and in it, the love of her life was stroking inside her while kissing her shoulders and neck. It sent tingles down to her toes and clit. In the dream, his manhood was thick and hard, filling her to the brim; her pussy was wet and hot, stuffy like the South American jungles; her breathing was quick and shallow in her dream. Oh, what a lovely dream... or was it?

The King's Plaything (5) (Diana’s POV) It has been twenty days since Eric and I started having sex. Twenty days of him touching me, kissing me, and filling me every night. I never knew my body could feel like this. I have become completely addicted to my husband. Every time he leaves the room, I already miss him. At night, I have dirty dreams about us. In those dreams, he bends me over, fucks me hard, and calls me his good girl while I moan his name like a crazy woman.

I took a glimpse of my watch and turned back to her. “It is almost time for Physics class,we have to go and grab lunch.” “Sure…” We started walking to the cafeteria and I could swear that I caught Anna throwing weird stares at me. We stood on the line with our trays in our hands. Anna bent over and whispered into my ears. “Maybe we should read some of your erotic stories while we eat.” My body went cold. There was no way in hell I was letting someone else read my diary. There were quite a lot of erotic and sex scenes in it and the worst part was that they were not mine. They were about my friends or random students I randomly pair up in my head.

But worst of all of that was that I had asked him for it. The morning after is always exciting in the secret erotic novels I normally read in my E-reader. The books make it sound like an instant magical transformation. They never write about the sticky heavy reality. The way your skin feels hypersensitive to rough cabin sheets. The lingering scent of sex and ocean salt coating the entire room.

I nod at her, my words are soft but my cock is not. Fuck. “Without further delay…D-dylan shoved his…” Lara's voice breaks as she reads, I divert my attention from the words leaving her lips to unspoken words her body is screaming to me. Her smooth thighs are tightly pushed together and her chest is rising and falling faster, “big c-cock into my sopping cunt with one hard thrust” her volume drops the more she reads, and I moan out loud, causing her head to snap up. “Keep reading” I order, just needing to hear her say more of those unlawful words with those pretty lips.