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NEW STORY TITLE: THE GIFT OF DICK AND PUSSY The following story will be told in multiple chapters. There's oodles and oodles of sex in it, even though it's not just a pure spank story. If lots of nasty sex isn't your thing, then why are you on this website? Weirdo.

I have a class to attend. ‎I scurried out of bed and dashed into the bathroom to take a shower. ‎I know what we just did is forbidden and a taboo, but I don't feel guilty for it. Not one bit. In fact, I so much loved it. Who would regret having hot sex with a guy who has a big dick and knows how to fuck very well? ‎**Author's note** ‎Are they going to keep doing it till their parents come back? ‎Let's keep going. ‎Thanks so much for your support 💯 ‎

They asked, their voice cold and dominant. My brain stalled but my mouth fell open with a wince, “Yes… Cage me into submission, Daddies.” <><><><><><><><><><> BOUND BY HIS RULES will return, reborn, reheated, and darker as CAGED BY DADDIES RULES and if your pulse isn’t already misbehaving, it will be. Who’s feeling that heat pooling in between their legs??? In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

**Story 5: The Last Train** **Chapter 4** The subway car had become a moving prison of pure lust. Maya lay sprawled on the long bench seat, completely naked, body glistening with sweat and cum. Her pussy and ass were red, swollen, and leaking multiple loads from the four men who had already claimed her. Her face, tits, and stomach were streaked with drying semen. She looked — and felt — like a used whore. And she had never been more turned on in her life.

CONTENT: Revenge sex, wet pussy, sex toys, multiple orgasm, gangbang, multiple dick. CHAPTER 1 Jillian felt a wave of nervousness as she approached the door of the nightclub. It was finally time to fulfill her biggest fantasy, and one that would make her now ex-boyfriend explode with jealousy.

My pussy throbbed traitorously despite the sting or maybe because of it. “Jax, please—” My voice cracked. He delivered one final, heavy smack that made me cry out, then stopped. His palm rubbed slow circles over the burning skin, soothing the ache but it made me squirm harder. I could feel how wet I was. Mortifyingly wet. If he spread my legs even a little, he’d see everything. “You could have been raped tonight,” he said quietly, his voice rough with something darker than anger. “Or sold. Or worse. And all because you’re too fucking stubborn to listen.”

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 stayed on my stomach, dreading the stick, but he just looked at it, twirling it around. "A few years ago," he said, "I was at a sex club. I saw a woman led in by a man. Naked. Her wrists were shackled together. He hung her arms up on a chain dangling from the ceiling. He hit her a few times with a cane, sort of like this. She had these amazing red welts on her ass and legs. And then he turned to us, and he said, 'My whore wife is insatiable. Please fuck her into submission for me.' And then he sat down at a table, just leaving her there. So guys started to go up to her, a few at first, and then everyone was up there, even some women with strap ons. I eventually figured, what the hell, you

He spat, unlocking the metal gates to the third room at they dreadful place. “But I didn't kill anyone. I didn't do anything that horrible to be put in here. Ask Maja, I didn't and never raped her. We had consented sex, please believe me.” I rambled out, goosebumps enveloping me as cold shivers raced down my spine. “You had sex with a seventeen year old girl while you were thirty. Does that sound legal to you, you fucking bastard?” The warden snarled. He didn't give me a chance to respond before opening the door and pushing me into the room, then locking it with swift precision.