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The smell of sex filled the air, musky, dirty, addictive. "Such a perfect hole," he snarled. "Gonna fill you up every day. Keep you leaking my cum while you work at your desk." I was close, so fucking close, when he suddenly pulled out. He flipped me onto my back on the couch and climbed over me, stroking his glistening cock furiously. "Open your mouth." I barely had time to obey before he exploded. Thick ropes of hot cum painted my face, across my lips, my cheeks, one spurt hitting my tongue. I gasped, tasting him again as it dripped down my chin.

My pussy clenched uselessly around the speculum and his fingers, leaking even more slick down my ass crack onto the table. “Not yet,” he said, his voice rough but steady. “You are not coming until I decide the treatment has worked. Describe another fantasy. Make it dirtier this time.” I whined loud, my hips trying to grind against nothing while he kept me pinned and stretched open. “God, okay, okay. I fantasize about you inviting other doctors in to watch while you finger me like this and make me squirt all over the table. “ “I want them to see how much of a dripping slut I am for your hands. “

Thumb smeared the bead of liquid over the slit. "Fuck...Sandra.." His hips jerked. "Gonna make me come too soon if you keep that up." "I want you bare," I said, voice raw. "Want to feel every inch stretch me open." He froze for a second. Then nodded. "I'm clean. Tested last month. You?" "Clean. On the pill." I spread my legs wider. "Fuck me raw, Damon. Fill me up." A guttural sound tore from his throat.

The shame hit right after orgasm but the money in my account overshadowed any guilt I felt at that moment. I streamed three more times that week. Each one grew and by the fourth night, I had low lights and my favorite toy slick with lube on the nightstand and Regular47 was there every time, tipping bigger and typing what I craved to hear. “Spread wider for me, Velvet. Let me see that pretty cunt drip.” And I obeyed, knees falling onto the sheets and the camera angled so they could watch my finger glide through my folds. I was soaked, and the wet sounds filled the quiet room. My clit throbbed under my thumb while I pushed two fingers inside curling them to my satisfaction.

And yeah about that question as you all noticed I have uploaded the next Chapter but ended up unpublishing it later because from the next chapters onwards, it will contain some smut scenes or maybe more I'm not sure but yeah it will be there (ps: which will be forced smut scenes) and since it's my first time writing it that to a detailed one, I kinda feel shy to upload. You know it feels weird but also so excited. But on serious note!! Are you all ok with the smut contents? I'm specifying it again *A forced smut contents* if you are not at all interested and feel awkward about that and don't want to read that then please skip that part or at least let me know. I'll put a warning note in the

Soak your stepbrother’s boxers with that sweet pussy. The combination of his dirty words, his mouth on my breasts, and the intense friction finally pushed me over the edge. I shattered with a loud, broken cry. Liam! I screamed, my body convulsing as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. I ground down hard against him, trembling violently as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. At the same moment, Liam groaned deeply and came inside his boxers. I felt his cock pulsing beneath me as he spilled again, his hands gripping my ass tightly while he moaned against my breast.

Kane stood directly in front of her now, so close she could smell his clean, masculine scent. “Interesting,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. “You wrote an entire pornographic fantasy about your professor. And then submitted it as coursework.” “I didn’t mean to,” she whispered, mortified. “It was a private document. I must have copied the wrong file.” Kane tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. “Do you touch yourself while writing these stories, Lila? Do you imagine my cock stretching that tight little college pussy while you finger yourself at night?”

“Why are you lying? That’s not how it happened at all… You said I was the best… You said my pussy felt incredible…” He shrugged carelessly, still grinning that cruel, cocky smile, the cheerleader on his lap laughing hysterically along with everyone else. “Come on, Harper. Don’t be so fucking dramatic. We both know the truth. You were a terrible, boring lay. Dry, loose, smelly, and pathetic. I only fucked you because you begged so pathetically on your knees like a desperate little virgin slut. Consider it charity.” The laughter swelled to deafening levels. More objects were thrown—crumpled notes, an empty soda can that clattered near my feet. The chants grew louder and more vicious: “Fish Mar

Hii everyone!!! I'm so happy with how far this book have increased every single day. 🌹 I just want you all to know that I love you guys so much. And I see all you do. It won't be taken for granted. In next week, I'm going to be dropping free series here that you wouldn't have to unlock, maybe one or two, but that doesn't mean our book is ending. No we still have a long way to go and I want you all to go with me.

My clit was already swollen and slippery. I opened the “Stories” folder next. Filthy tales about men eating their own loads out of sloppy, cum-filled cunts. One story had a guy licking another man’s cum from his wife’s ruined pussy. I was soaked. I pushed two fingers inside myself and started fucking my dripping hole while I read. Then I found the videos. I clicked one and nearly moaned out loud. Close-up footage of a smooth, used pussy pushing out rope after rope of thick cum. A man buried his face between her legs, licking and sucking every drop like a starving animal, swallowing it all while she moaned and pushed more out for him.