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My own fingers never left my clit, working in a frantic, blurred motion. I pushed off Dante one more time, another fountain of my release spraying so far it almost cleared the bed. I was beyond gone. I sank back down, gripping Kael’s length to stroke him while Jax grabbed me by the neck, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss. When he pulled away, he kept his hand on my throat, his eyes dark with a terrifying intensity. "You like being our little secret, don't you, Ariel? You like being the family slut."

Jake called out, his voice sounding muffled right against my wet skin, before he went right back to sucking me fast and hard. "Cool, hurry up you guys, break's almost over," the coworker said, his footsteps moving away until the door shut tight. The moment we were alone, I lost all control. The fear of getting caught mixed with the crazy pleasure pushed me right over the edge. "Fuck, Jake, I'm gonna cum—ahh!" I groaned loudly, bucking my hips as my release exploded right into his mouth. "Mmm, fuck yes, give it all to me, Jay," Jake hummed dirty, sucking hard through my release and swallowing every single drop until my knees went weak.

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.

I was traveling thousands of miles, leaving my oblivious wife at home, to fuck a young girl I had met online because she enjoyed the stories I wrote. If you asked me why I started writing and publishing erotica on Literotica, I do not believe I could give you a full and satisfactory answer. I had been reading the site for some years, had an idea for a story that I wrote out and, after a very short time hemming and hawing, published it.

Wanted someone to use me so hard I forgot my own name. His message was already waiting. Ryan: Your profile says you're new to this. But your kink list says otherwise. Degradation, rough play, orgasm control, anal training. That's not a beginner's wishlist. So which is it—are you actually new, or are you just another sub looking for someone to feed her fantasies? Direct. Blunt. No bullshit. My pussy clenched. I typed back with one hand, still touching myself with the other. Me: New to the community. Not new to wanting to be treated like a whore. Does that answer your question?

Damien began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, his body pressing against mine with each thrust. "Damien," I whispered, my voice breathy and needy. "You feel so good. So fucking good." He captured my lips in another kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his body explored mine. I could feel the pressure building, my body coiling tight with anticipation. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him to go faster. Suddenly, I felt it...the rush of sensation, the release of pressure. I cried out, my body convulsing as I squirted, the wetness soaking the sofa beneath us.

I could still hear my friends as they tried to struggle with the door but their words barely registered. The tentacles kept teasing me, flicking my clit and sucking my nipples. Another one wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin while two more slapped my tits and pinched my nipples hard. "Oh fuck...." I whispered, squirting in messy arcs while the tentacles kept moving inside me, never slowing down. The figure leaned closer, its silver eyes glowing. “Your friends are getting closer. Try to stay quiet, Sophia. Or maybe you want them to find you like this — tied up, squirting, being used by me."

Her lips make him snarl, a sound that makes me shiver as my body hums with need. “Oh… God… yes… yes… please…” I whimper, my body threatening to shatter. “Hold it in, pretty,” Inker whispers, her hands pulling mine to her body, making me touch, her voice velvet and commanding. “Don't be greedy." I can’t hold back any longer. My body arches, muscles trembling as a sharp, guttural cry escape me and my orgasm rips through me. Heat, pleasure, and overstimulation crash over every nerve.

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

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.