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Petrov trailed his hand back to the boy's puckered hole as he asked, "Do you usually watch p**n or just use your imagination when you jerk off?" Tim jerked a little as Petrov trailed a finger over his asshole, but answered honestly, "I usually watch p**n or read erotic stories, doctor." Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?"

Saliva bubbled at the corners of my lips, dripping onto Thorne's legs Lucien and Draven stroked their dicks faster as they watched us. Lucien's red hair fell to the side, as he stroked the tip of his cock hard. "Look at our brothers using up her holes", he groaned. Draven grunted in agreement, his hand stroking his cock even faster. Their dicks were driving me crazy. Thorne thrusted his hips beneath me met my own movements in rhythm as his dick pounded my cervix. Cedric's dick fucked my throat hard.

he said “Yes I’m serious, that’s why the guys are coming in just to use the toilet. Some stay and buy things which is the idea but some just get their rocks off and leave” “Wow” was all I could say “But like I said you can’t tell anyone ok” “No. Of course” I couldn’t believe what he had told me. I’d never heard of anything like that before. I finished my shift and went home. That night I couldn’t sleep. I was thinking back on the days in my head. ‘There must have been 10-15 guys in today. And the same each day last week’. ‘That’s £200-£300 a day. That’s £400-600 a week’. ‘That’s insane’

I joke. “We’ve been roommates for almost five years, asshole. I can’t help but know what you look like,” he deadpans. “Come on. Do it.” “No fucking way,” I say. “Scared you can’t hack it?” Axl asks. “No. I just don’t want to do it.” “Do you have any idea how much I can make in a night?” “Can’t be that much,” I quip. He says the amount, and my jaw drops. “Seriously?”

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

And I didn't intend to let anyone know that I got myself off by watching other people getting fucked. As usual, my brother has a bunch of the guys over. I stayed in the room all night. By midnight, most of them were gone except for his two closest friends. They crashed in the house often, so I was used to their presence. The only problem was that seeing them got me wet, which was why after I ran into them while getting water in the kitchen, I went to my room, closed the door, and plugged in my headphones. I opened an incognito tab, found the video that best fit my fantasies, and pressed play.

The house finally went quiet. I let out a long breath and stretched, my tight little tank top riding up over my flat stomach. Nineteen years old and still stuck under his roof like a prisoner. No friends, no dates, no freedom. If he ever found my secret account… yeah, I’d be dead. But that risk made it hotter. The secrecy. The thrill of thousands of men paying to see what he had never let me show. I scrolled through my DMs for a minute, biting my lip at the usual flood of horny messages. Then I set my phone aside and slipped a hand under my shorts, tracing lazy circles over my clit. I was already wet. That comment had done its job.

“But there are two more waiting for you there.” My legs were shaky as he helped me stand. Cum ran down my thighs in thick streams with every step. I could barely walk, but I followed him down the hall, already excited for more. My pussy and ass throbbed, leaking the whole way. This was only the beginning, and I was already addicted. When we got to the door of my room, he opened it. Two more huge naked men were inside, cocks already hard and ready. One was even bigger than the last guy, and the other had a cock that curved down like it was made to hit my g-spot perfectly.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I added, trying to sound casual. I didn’t care… or at least I told myself I didn’t. But the shameless part of me — the one currently throbbing between my thighs — needed to know. Maybe those older guys with money and power could be exactly what my greedy holes were begging for. “They’re mostly older, like in their forties and up,” Lissa said, checking her phone. “Usually come with their side pieces or whoever they’re fucking at the moment. Why are you even asking?” Before I could answer, her phone buzzed. Her face dropped instantly.