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“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Listening to other patients — wealthy executives who had destroyed marriages through sex addiction, celebrities who had lost everything to escorts and orgies, normal people whose lives had spiraled out of control — made me see my own story with horrifying clarity. When it was my turn to share, I spoke for nearly forty minutes, voice trembling, about how I had started as Liam’s curious girlfriend exploring fantasies and ended up as the Gangbang Princess who threw away the love of her life for the thrill of being used by dozens of men. One older man in the group looked at me with kind but firm eyes and said,

“You’ve never been married?” “Nope.” “Ever come close?” “Nope.” “Ever been in love?” “Dozens of times.” Ginger went completely still. “Lasted until I ditched the condom, sometimes even a day or two after that. Never longer than a month.” “Oh.” That was a harsh insight. “You sure you wanna hear my past secrets and lies, sugar? ’Cause they sure ain’t pretty.” “Like mine were?” she shot back.

"I mean, I would like to share my experience with my boyfriend since he is the first time I had sex with. Although, are you willing to listen!" For some reason, I found it very interesting to hear a gay sharing his experience with fellow man. I am just fucking curious how they do it and who often initiates having sex with their partners. "Of course I would like to hear your story if you wanted to share it. I am an open minded person and I would really want to "Alright, please listen attentively as my story is going to be a fucking hot and each scene is so intense!" I laughed at his ridiculous joke. It seems like I will have another sister.

"Tell me about it." I let out a tired breath. "Elena, I'm really tired, I just want to sleep." "I know," she said, kissing my shoulders softly. "But I want to hear about it because it helps me feel close to you." I sighed, my eyes closing almost immediately. "Liam brought a friend, and we had a threesome. They fucked me. I came. They both came. The end." I know I was very sarcastic about my response, but I was too tired to care.

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

really? Oh no, no. Don’t look so alarmed. I wasn’t really expecting this... but I don’t mind at all. In fact, I encourage it. There’s nothing wrong with a little self stimulation when you’re all alone and far away from your lover. And if you need help from someone with more experience, don’t feel shy to ask. I sure can give you a few pointers, if you ever feel the need for it. Oh, what did you say? You would love that? Oh, shit... you won’t believe how happy I am to hear that. I was kind of hoping to get a little more out of this exchange program... what, my husband? Oh, George won’t mind at all. He’s a free spirit like me; we don’t put any restrictions on each other. So whenever you need an

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

All while he was being put in different positions by Toussaint, he’d ignored this and shoved it to the back of his mind to focus on the sinful desire. He’d broken Athena’s third rule of professionalism. And now he was attached. And it was everything he feared. Jace gulped, carefully giving his choices a thought as realization hit him. “I’d love to, Toussaint,” he whispered, carefully choosing his words. “But I still work with the hotel. It’s not something I’m willing to throw away.” Toussaint didn’t stop kissing his napes, although a little more subtly as he pinched his nipples, then down to his cock that was growing again.