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He didn't know much about her yet, but he'd already discovered that she really got off on knowing that a guy on the other end of her email was horny and ready to masturbate. That really got it for Julie. She was almost naked too. She had on a sexy bra -- black to be specific -- and a sexy pair of matching black panties. She'd been stroking her pussy through her panties and the crotch was getting soaked in her own pussy nectar. He found it very erotic that his cyber-lover lady friend wouldn't permit her face to be seen, but for now, Tom was perfectly OK with that because what he saw on the computer in front of him was a sight of two awesome tits and the hottest cleavage he'd ever viewed in hi

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.

I sat beside her, close enough that our knees touched. “It felt different with you listening,” I admitted. “Knowing you were touching yourself… hearing you moan while he was inside me. It made everything more intense. I came harder because of you.” Lila’s breathing had gone shallow. I unlocked my phone, opened the p**n app I sometimes used, and tilted the screen toward her. I scrolled slowly through videos, showing her different positions Theo and I had done, me on my back with my legs pushed wide, me riding him reverse, him taking me from behind while I held onto the headboard.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

I say, completely bemused . “Yeah, but it’s not like that. This one’s for couples, not seedy old men.” If he wasn’t so devilishly handsome and sexy, I would run and not look back. Staring into the shop window I frown, and then, for some weird reason, I lead the way inside. My jaw snaps open. Now, I’m not really a sex addict, and I do have quite the healthy interest in sex and erotica, but I’m pretty sure that some of the items displayed on the shelf would make even Christian Grey from fifty shades trilogy blush.

And it got even worse when the hand on my hip surrounded my thigh, easily finding my pussy, and his fingers began to torture my clitoris. I went totally crazy. Really. I lost all my temper when I moaned shamelessly. And by crying out for his name. By returning every movement he made with his body. Our skins clashed, sweated, and burned with lascivious desire. I ended up cumming without any effort, without any control of that.

I didn’t care. I slid my lace panties, pussy juice soaked, to the side and let my four saliva dipped fingers rub over my wet clit vigorously in motions only I could decide. As I followed through with the instructions that were given by the female lead in my audio erotica.

Lena had always known she was different. At twenty-four, with a body built for sin — full, heavy breasts that strained against every top she wore, a tiny waist, and wide, soft hips that swayed with every step — she had never been able to control her cravings. It wasn’t just high libido. It was an addiction. A deep, aching need to be fucked that never truly went away. The moment her pussy got wet, her mind shut off and her body took over. She would let literally anyone have her if they wanted it. Old, young, ugly, hot, married, single — it didn’t matter. As long as there was a hard cock, Lena would spread her legs.

And once the line is crossed, there will be no turning back. But Gracie’s story is only the beginning. This book unlocks a collection of raw, taboo-driven erotic tales—each one more daring, more dangerous, and more intoxicating than the last. For readers who crave the forbidden, who ache for the edge where desire blurs with darkness, this is your invitation. Enjoy reading.. *************

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”