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' I wondered as I licked my bottom lip. My heart melted and I actually found myself smiling, opening my legs and body entirely for them to make use of as they pleased. Father and Son surely didn't fail to cause me both pain and ecstasy. I shouted when my climax reached, and Leo spilled in my pussy, filling me with his warm semen while Elijah spilled all over my chest before making me lick his dick clean. "Suck me Good, Baby." He moaned as I grabbed his balls, rubbing them as I sucked on his tip, making a slurping sound as I bobbed my head on his length.

He's thinking about it hard, "You like it when they wear like... slutty clothes? Skirts, bikinis, deep necklines?" I think about it. "I don't know, I guess I don't notice that type of stuff," I murmur, shrugging, "But no, not really. The girls I've fucked... they're just not like that." "Saint, you're the gayest man alive," Eros concludes, stopping at a red light and turning to me with a knowing look. I narrow my eyes. "I'm telling you I fuck girls, what about it makes me gay?" "I don't know, the fact that you like masculine girls? With muscles and who are rough and can take a punch or whatever? I don't like girls like that. I like feminine girls.”

CONTENT WARNING: Explicit lesbian erotica, dominance/submission, public fingering/car orgasm, oral sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, first-time sapphic encounter CHAPTER ONE I was nineteen, on my own for the first time at university, and just beginning to explore the sapphic facets of my sexuality the first time I spotted Sabine across the floor of some small town gay club with a stupid name. Electricity crackled in the air between us. Her striking, lavender eyes swept up and down my body like a spotlight, savoring my ample curves, tracking the gentle sway of my hips. Her eyes stopped at the apex of their second trip, her gaze resting on my lips. She slowly licked hers like a hungry cat be

The sight of my boyfriend’s father touching himself was so raw, so erotic, that I couldn’t look away. He hadn’t noticed me. He was too lost in his own pleasure. My breathing deepened. The guilt I had felt earlier dissolved, replaced by a rush of heat between my legs. Without thinking, I slipped my right hand into my panties, feeling the damp lace cling to me. My left arm stayed braced against the wall, but my left hand rose to cup my breast, fingers teasing my nipple through the thin fabric of my T-shirt. I shut my eyes briefly, letting the sensations spread through me, the slow circles over my clit, the sharp tug of my nipple. When I opened them again, Bruno was still stroking himself, stil

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”

He stood between her thighs, his eyes locked on hers, a mix of hunger and dominance in his gaze. With a swift, aggressive movement, he positioned himself at her entrance, his lengthy dick pressing against her wetness. "Please, Daddy," Bianca moaned, her voice a breathy whisper. "Fuck me and tpear my pussy apart." Dr. Kendrick didn't hesitate, he entered her, filling her wet pussy completely. Bianca screamed, her back arching off the table as he hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. "Oh god, yes! Please, ohhh my pussy tear it Daddy, don't have mercy on me!"

she teased. “Lorraine.” The seriousness of Dane’s voice made her look up. His expression was somber, lines of anxiety around his mouth. He began, “It’s not hard to turn someone on. Lesbians have sex with men all the time—they even marry and have kids. But that doesn't mean they like it at all. Arousal is just a response to stimuli and I’m an experienced lover. I know you enjoyed it physically, but it doesn’t necessarily mean anything. As a doctor, I know a gay man in the states that had sex with a girl. He managed to get it up, he managed to come, but it felt wrong and dirty and not what he truly wanted. If it feels wrong, it feels wrong and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Frustrated and restless, I finally gave in. I opened my phone and searched for gay p**n. The moment the video started, heat flooded my veins I watched two men lose themselves in each other — rough hands, desperate moans, bodies slamming together. My cock hardened fast, straining painfully against my shorts it was throbbing,hot leaking. Just to see if I’m weird, I told myself,just this once. But I couldn’t stop my hand slid under the waistband and wrapped around my aching length, a low groan escaped me as I stroked slowly from base to tip, spreading the precum that was already dripping.

His fingers found its way to my opening and plunged in without warning; two fingers, then three, stretching me roughly while his thumb flicked my clit. I cried out, arching my back to meet his pace. “Think you can tease me?” He growled against my skin. “You think you can spread this slutty little cunt and I’ll just sit there like a good gay brother?” He pulled his fingers out, earning a pleading whimper from me. He yanked his sweatpants lower, cock springing free; it was way thicker than I remembered, pre cum beading at the slit. He smeared it over my folds, merging it with my own wetness.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe