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The whole day had been hectic. I took out a bottle of wine and poured myself some. I dropped onto the cushions, remote in hand, and flicked on the TV. Mindless noise to fill the silence. I scrolled through channels, news, reruns, some late night talk shows until I landed on a movie. One of those erotic thrillers, the kind with dim lighting and heavy breathing. I almost changed it, but the scene caught me. A woman alone in a lavish room, silk robe slipping off her shoulder, her hand trailing down her body as soft music swelled.

The risk made every touch electric. She dropped to her knees suddenly, the mirrored walls reflecting the erotic sight from every angle. Alia freed Nathan’s cock from his pants , thick, hard, and already leaking. She looked up at him with dark, lust-filled eyes. “We don’t have much time.” Then she took him into her mouth , hot, wet, and urgent. She sucked him deep and fast, one hand stroking the base while the other cupped his balls. Her tongue swirled around the head on every upstroke, cheeks hollowing. Nathan gripped her hair, hips thrusting shallowly as she deepthroated him with impressive skill. The wet, obscene sounds of her sucking filled the small elevator.

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His mouth never stopped licking, sucking, devouring me like I was the only thing he wanted in the world. Pleasure coiled tight and fast. My thighs trembled around his shoulders. I tried to keep reading, but the words blurred. “Lucas.... I can’t...” “You can,” he growled, pumping his fingers deeper, tongue flicking relentlessly. “Read it. All of it.” I gasped through the rest of the vow, voice cracking on every syllable as my orgasm built like a storm. When I reached the final line...…until I’m ruined for anyone else"...he sucked my clit hard and curled his fingers just right.

Ethan Elara’s moans grew louder, breathier, her hips rolling desperately against my hand. My fingers were buried deep inside her, curling relentlessly against that spongy spot while my thumb kept steady pressure on her swollen clit. Her pussy was soaking wet, obscene sounds filling the candlelit room with every thrust of my fingers. “Right there… don’t stop, baby,” she gasped, eyes half-lidded, breasts heaving. “You’re making me so fucking wet… good boy. Keep looking at me. Watch what your fingers are doing to my pussy.”

He leaned over and picked it up, and slid his hand along the side of her underwear, along the crease of her thigh so that she sighed with pleasure and shifted as if to make him slip inside her. “Hello?” He said. Two of his fingers slipped between the warm, wet folds and she stifled a moan. He flicked the little mound that was hard with desire and she moaned out loud, catching herself too late. He grinned. “Tell her I’ll need to see that contract change before I can approve it. Send me the language.” A finger moved into her and she squeezed around it. With his thumb he circled her quivering clit, and let his fingers slide slowly in and out of her as she pulled on him to stay inside her, to mo

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

A pair of hands ran up each of my legs as Anna and Lucy worked together. The sensation of being touched but being unable to see was amazing. Every touch was sublime; their fingers gently caressed my legs, and my whole body tingled with excitement. I squirmed, wriggled, and giggled with glee as their hands tickled my sensitive spots. Four hands were all over my body; I bit my lip and gasped with pleasure. Every piece of skin was being touched—the back of my knees and the curves of my armpits; no spot was overlooked. Joining the four hands were two pairs of lips as I felt my tummy being kissed. I squealed as my nipples were gently sucked. I writhed in ecstasy, being held in place by the cuffs

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'