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That was it. My orgasm crashed through me like a wave breaking. I squirted—hard. Hot, clear fluid gushed out around Philip’s cock, soaking his balls, Henry’s thighs, the sheets. The wet sound was filthy, endless. I couldn’t stop. Pulse after pulse. My thighs shook violently. I screamed—raw, hoarse. Henry laughed low. “Look at that. Soaking us like a good little slut.” He didn’t slow down. Just kept pounding Philip through my mess. The slick sounds turned obscene—wet, squelching, nasty. Philip’s cock was swimming in it, sliding easier, deeper.

Clit rubs his base. Sparks fly. The smell excites me now. Rot is arousing. I lean forward, bite his shoulder. Taste decay. Salty and bitter. He grunts. Thrusts up. Meets my pace. We fuck steady. Sweat slicks us. My pussy grips tight. Juices flow free. Drip on his balls. They tighten. Another load coming, I speed up, bounce hard; my ass slaps his thighs loud and fleshy. Orgasm builds fast. I cum first.

She said then faced the other side to chat again with Mom and Dad. When I was satisfied that their attention was not in us, I put my hand inside Samantha's pants. She didn't try to stop me because I know she felt so good about what I was doing to her. Fuck, I'm right! She's been getting aroused for a while now. Just by being next to me, she's already getting aroused? She really is a fucking slut! Damn, her! My hand can already feel her damp panties inside. "Want me to finger-fuck you?" I whispered softly in her ear, trying to tease her wet pussy with my fingers.

He felt even bigger after his first load, stretching my sensitive walls and pushing his own cum deeper into me. “Shhh,” he whispered, gripping my ass with both hands and guiding me to ride him slowly. “Act natural, baby. Your husband’s about to walk in.” I started moving my hips in subtle rolls, grinding on his cock instead of bouncing. The wet, creamy sounds were quieter this way, but still obscenely loud to my own ears. Liam’s cum was being churned into a frothy mess inside me with every movement, some of it leaking out around his shaft and coating his balls.

Using it as lube, I jerked myself, my hips pumping slightly in and out of my fist as my eyes rolled back. Fuck… it felt good. Too good, and I didn't care if that someone was actively listening. In fact, the thought made me moan softly. “Louder,” a synthesized, distorted voice came through my laptop speakers, sending a jolt of pure adrenaline down my spine. “I want to hear how much of a mess you are right now.” I began to stroke myself faster, my eyes fixed on the screen where my own smutty words about Damian were still visible. But as the friction built, as the pleasure started to drown out the fear, the image of Damian’s golden hair faded. All I could see was an arrogant smirk that belonged

The words jumped off the page—raw, filthy, so unapologetically explicit. Oh gods, this isn't sweet romance. This is pure smut. Dirty, detailed, filthy smut. I should've closed it right then. Put it down. But my eyes kept scanning hungrily, my breath coming shorter and faster. Dorian's thrusts grew brutal and deep, claiming every inch of her possessively. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned loudly. "Milking my cock like you were made for it." Jean shattered around him suddenly, screaming his name as the pleasure crashed through her body hard.

He is hitting me deep, and I am truly going crazy from the pleasure of his f*cking. “More! Ahhhh! More! Keep going, honey! You’re so good at fcking! I’ve wasted so much time! Fvck me! Fvck me all the time! Ahhhh! Ahhh! Hnnnnn! Ahhhhh!” I say seductively, grinding my hips back at him. It’s like I already know what to do because my mother had me read some of her smutty books. I contract my pvssy muscles, squeezing his c*ck inside me, and he lets out a moan. I smile at the sound and move my hips to meet every thrust. I shriek and laugh when he swats my behind. He stops moving and pulls out his long weapon. He flips me onto my back on the bed and immediately smothers me with passionate kisses. I

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

“Clean it up slut.” Sophia opened her mouth next and he shoved inside her deep, fucking her throat until she gagged and drooled all over her tits. He spat in to "Making it earlier for you slut" Riley and Amara watched silently in total awe and disgusting. Heat building in between each of their legs. “Good. Now the others. Show them their place.” He made Sophia crawl over and kiss Riley’s pussy first, then Amara’s. Forced lesbian shit. The girls didn’t fight it anymore. They spread their legs and let Sophia lick while Daniel stroked himself.

and trying to close her legs. But I didn’t stop. I pushed her panties aside and slid one finger along her slick folds, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow, gentle circles. She gasped, her book dropping to the floor with a soft thud. I kept going, teasing her until her hips started twitching. Then I eased one finger inside her tight, dripping pussy, curling it just right while my thumb kept working her clit.