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The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

“I’ve had my eyes on you for months. I didn’t know how to say it. You’re beautiful, smart, and so fucking tempting sitting there in my class, answering questions with that sweet voice. I wanted you so badly, but I’m your professor. It felt wrong… until I couldn’t fight it anymore.” His hand stayed between them, fingers rubbing her clit while his thick cock slid in and out of her in long, romantic strokes. “I’ve been jerking off every single night just looking at your videos,” he confessed, voice rough with lust. “Watching you dance, seeing your body move… it drove me crazy. I came thinking about filling this tight little pussy.” Elena moaned louder, her hips rocking to meet his thrusts. The

“Sofia… I’m so close…” “Hold it,” she ordered, still riding him without mercy. “Not until the credits end.” She ground her clit against his pubic bone on every downstroke, chasing her own orgasm. Her pussy fluttered around him, getting tighter. The wet slapping sounds grew louder. The credits continued to scroll. Names appeared and disappeared at the bottom of the screen while the couple on film kept fucking in raw desperation. Sofia slammed down one final time as the last credit rolled. Her pussy pulsed hard around Luca’s cock. She came with a sharp gasp, walls clamping down and milking him in strong squeezes. Hot wetness flooded around his shaft as she gushed on him.

His breath caught at the sight of her, the neat triangle of dark curls, the glistening evidence of her arousal. “You are wet, you don't have to be shy about it. It is completely normal,” he murmured appreciatively. He poured more oil into his palm, warming it before bringing his hand between her legs. The first touch was a revelation, his middle finger sliding through her folds, gathering her wetness before circling her clit with exquisite precision. Elena cried out, her hands gripping the edges of the table. “That’s it ma'am,” Adrian encouraged, his finger continuing its relentless circles. “Be free, let me hear you.”

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

Please exit this material immediately if you are not of legal age. This book is Rated 18+ for the following elements: Explicit sex scenes Mature language and erotic dialogue Adult themes including lust, fantasy, and casual sexual relationships Short, high-heat scenarios designed for quick adult entertainment Every story within this book is crafted with the intention of delivering steamy, unapologetic, and fast-paced erotica that satisfies the instant cravings of readers who enjoy stories of spontaneous passion, taboo indulgences, and sexually charged interactions. The characters, settings, and scenarios are fictional and meant for escapism—not intended to reflect or encourage real-life behav

“Hmm… I think you need to satisfy your curiosity.” Aria frowned. That didn’t sound like a real solution. “Don’t worry,” Elda leaned in as if she were about to share a secret. “You can do it on your own. I have books,” she said. Aria looked confused. “Books?” “Erotic books.” “What?” Aria’s eyes widened. “They’re written by women and sold secretly to other women. My friends and I got our hands on a few. You need to read them, my lady. You’ll enjoy them.”

On the laptop Christian was still pounding Anastasia into the mattress, her cries matching the wet squelch of my own fingers A sharp ping cut through the moment. I groaned in frustration, pulling my soaked fingers free and grabbing my phone. Zane’s name lit up the screen. I tapped the message and a photo filled it...his hard cock, flushed and veined, the pink head glistening with a fat bead of precum that trailed down the shaft. My pussy clenched hard at the sight. Below the image his text read: “He misses his hot, sexy girl" I typed back with one hand while the other slipped back into my panties, two fingers pushing straight into my soaked pussy.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

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.