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He told me that some men like to watch their cum spray onto their cocksucker's tongue and how sometimes they like to shove it balls-deep and cum right down the throat. After we had chatted for several weeks, he asked if I thought I was ever going to really give it a try. I told him I didn't know, that the thought of actually doing it was scary and that I wasn't gay. He told me that by chatting with me, he could tell I was the perfect boy to be a cocksucker and that I should try it.

but i shush him by putting my finger on his lips while my other hand opens his zipper. "Dear lord!" ....what...are you...kitten??.....ahh feels good....don't.....stop!" He moans in my ears. So I gently push him down on the little bench next to my front door where the garden lights are not shining and I push my hand inside his boxer and he closes his eyes while his heartbeat raises. I slowly start stroking his manhood, I feel it comes alive almost immediately and I smirk. I put some spit on my hand to make it go smoothly as I'm moving up and down his rod with my hands putting a little pressure and within minutes I push him over the edge and he cums in my hands.

The brothers interrogated me and even though I’d only half heard them, I responded as much as I could and sometimes, my response would come out as gibberish but they didn’t seem to care. I moved my fingers from the confines of my tight pussy, up to clit as I moved my fingers in circles, breathing heavily and moaning so loudly that everyone else in the room had stopped just to watch us. I could feel my orgasm building up and ready to crash down on me like a wrecking ball as I flicked my fingers across my sensitive clit. “How do you feel now that you’ve left your pussy ass gay boyfriend?” Atlas asked and I drew in a sharp breath as I pumped my fingers into myself faster.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Pressing his tip against my entrance, he pushed his cock forward just enough to stretch me, the ache was delicious and maddening. Then he pulled away, leaving me gasping for more. They alternated, one teasing my pussy, the other rubbing against my clit or ass and always stopping at the brink. My juices coated their cocks as the room filled with the wet sounds of my denial. I was trembling, my orgasm built and receded like a tide. Gerald's fingers found my clit, circling it fast while the coordinator's cock pressed against my asshole, teasing the tight ring. My body convulsed, a dry orgasm ripping through me without penetration. I collapsed onto the bed, shaking. Gerald and the coordinator bo

He slower down suddenly, teasing me, deep strokes, grinding against my walls, making me squirm. “Say it!”, he ordered, tightening his grip around my throat. “Please” “Please what?” “Please Mr Tom”. “What do you want?” I groaned, my body shaking desperately. “Please make me cum Mr Tom”. I think that made him snap, he started fucking me hard, ruthless, pounding into me so deeply, I knew I’ll feel him for days. I kept screaming and moaning, shaking, gasping for air, watching myself on the mirror as I beg for his dick and call him sweet things.

I'll take a shower first before I fight Cyril. I also spent half an hour in the bathroom before I finally came out. I wore dark denim jeans and a black sandal. I paired the shirt with a black leather jacket. I look like I'm a sassy ass gay. I'm still so beautiful. I also wear the shoes that Cyril sent me last time. There's that little knife and I don't know how he did that thing. That gay man is very talented when it comes to things like this so I won't wonder why he sends high tech. I picked up the cellphone. It immediately rang and I immediately saw Cyril's name there.

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My friend, Alex, is slightly shorter and skinnier than I am; again with blonde hair and a few muscles here and there. A few weeks ago, I spent the weekend at Alex’s beach house. One thing led to another and we ended up spending the night having steamy hot sex in the shower. It felt amazing and I keep going back to it in my mind over and over again. I’m not really attracted to guys in general, but Alex is a different story. He turns me on more than any girl ever has, and now I masturbate more over him than anyone else. I can’t help but regret having sex with Alex; it was gay sex after all, and I had always pictured myself to grow up to be straight as an arrow. I had decided to let things cool