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As I watched them, I began to toy with my pussy as well, inserting my fingers into my wet, warm area. In a few more minutes, Rob came. As the pleasure faded from his eyes, I could see shame began to appear on his face. Stefan saw it, too and he said, “There's no need to be ashamed, son. It's perfectly normal what just happened.” “But we're—” Stefan cut him off. “Not by blood. Again, it is perfectly normal. I have gone down numerous times on men before.” Rob's eyes widened. “You have?”

Rissa let out a shattered cry as she began to squirt, the bedsheets soaking beneath her. Ronan didn't give her a second to breathe. He moved over her, his eyes dark with a final, fierce triumph. Using her own wetness as lube, he lined himself up at her entrance and, with one heavy, deliberate thrust, he buried his entire length inside her. Ronan began moving in and out with a slow, agonizing friction that made Rissa’s breath hitch in time with every thrust. He wanted her to feel every inch of him. After a few heavy strokes, he gripped her hips and flipped them both in one fluid motion. Now, she was the one sitting on top of him, impaled by his massive length while he laid back against the pi

The care felt deeply intimate and loving, a reminder of why I had chosen this life with him. Just as I began to drift toward sleep, Morello’s touch shifted. His fingers trailed more deliberately across my skin, brushing over my nipples, sliding down my abdomen, and finally wrapping loosely around my cock beneath the water. He stroked me slowly, teasingly, until I stirred and opened my eyes. "Remember the last time we had sex, amore?" he asked, his voice turning husky, a playful glint lighting his eyes. I blinked, still hazy. "Today. I had sex with clients. Two of them, actually, in the same session."

You can just call me "Alexa"; I am fourteen years old and currently studying at a private university here in Manila. What I am about to share is a story of an experience I will never forget—perhaps because, to this day, it remains a part of my daily routine. I was only nine years old when I first experienced sex, all because of the father of my best friend, Kristina. Kristina and I were the same age; she was a *morena* (brown-skinned) girl with an average build—playful, affectionate, and a bit childish—and we attended the same school here in Manila back then. Since their house was quite a distance from mine, I would stop by her place every day so we could go to school together. It was here t

My face burns, but Emily only grins wider, like embarrassment is the point. We laughed. “Or you get drunk and climb into some hot guy’s car by mistake, thinking it’s your Uber…” Sonia cut in, already halfway through her drink. “And out of kindness, he takes you home. Then boom—you bang. Drunk sex is the best! Whooo!” If Sonia didn’t have a different last name, I’d swear she and Emily were sisters. Their wildness is always dialed up to cloud nine. Me? I’m just the odd one out.

THAT excited me tremendously, as well as our conversation, because it was a huge new 'beginning' of sorts in our sex life. That evening I went through my collection and picked out 'Behind the Green Door', the Marilyn Chambers flick where she is kidnapped by devotees of a sex club and forced into a group sexual encounter after being ravished by a black man. I was very pleased and also more than a bit surprised when Alexis agreed to view the film with me. I got everything ready in our bedroom upstairs - towels, pillows, vaseline, and got the film ready in the VCR. I was almost

After that, I allowed her to gag as much as she pleased and just enjoy the nastiness of my sexy girlfriend. I quickly found that Franny loved to have sex in public places. Our first adventure was at the local drive in movie. We were barely settled into the back seat when she removed her shirt and wanted me to suck on her tits. I was between her legs several minutes later spurting a huge wad of semen into her pussy. That was the first time that she let me put my cock inside of her. A memory we both cherish.

The slap echoes through the empty kitchen. "Argh," I cry out. "You're soaked," he says. "So wet for me. I can smell you from here." Another slap. The other cheek. My skin burns. "Please," I whimper. "Please, Jake—" "Please what?" "Please fuck me." He laughs. Low. Dark. "Greedy girl." I feel the head of his cock press against my entrance. Not pushing. Just waiting. The heat of him against my wetness. "Tell me you want it," he says.

Mia had always wanted to become a slut but she pretended to be her mother's good girl. That Evening, Mia’s phone screen glowed in the dim light of her bedroom. She opened the message from Julian, her boyfriend of nearly two years. She smiled and unlocked the notification. The words hit hard and fast. “Shit Mia. I can’t anymore. I just can’t stay with you anymore since you can’t give me sex. I quit.” Attached was a photo: Julian receiving a blowjob from Jess, Mia’s best friend. The image was clear, unmistakable. Mia’s eyes widened in shock. She tossed the phone onto the bed, her chest tightening.

“I was getting bred.” Silence on the other end. Heavy. Dangerous. “You’re not funny,” Mark said finally, voice lower. “Tell me the truth. Did you let strangers fuck you?” I curled my fingers and rubbed the sensitive spot they had all abused the night before. A soft, shameless moan slipped out before I could stop it. “Yes,” I breathed. “All three of them. One after another. Then all at once. They filled me until I couldn’t take any more.” “Sienna—”