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Cas’s hand fisted in Damien’s hair, hips bucking. “Fuck, Damien… just like that.” Cas’s voice was wrecked. His free hand found mine, squeezing. “You see how he sucks me? So fucking good.” I couldn’t look away. Damien’s head bobbed, cheeks hollowing, saliva dripping down Cas’s thick length. I leaned in, kissing Cas deeply while Damien worked him. “You two look incredible together.” Cas broke the kiss with a gasp. “Get over here, Mari. On my face.” I straddled his mouth eagerly, facing Damien. Cas’s tongue dove into me instantly, lapping at the mess of cum inside. “Oh—Cas!”

I searched the internet for help on how to read myself of the curse. The truth found me. I was hungry…not for sex with a man but a specific fantasy that involved three men. I touched myself to videos that played my fantasy, let my mind get creative. It wasn’t until days ago that I found a place in my city. Turns out for a good price, you can live out your fantasies. And now, I was a free woman…ready to walk down the aisle without feeling like a horny wreck. “All done.” the stylist announced. I glanced at my reflection on the vanity mirror..

Axel let out a low groan, his fingers threading lightly through her curls, but his eyes stayed locked on me the entire time. I stood frozen, robe clutched tight, unable to tear my eyes away. Every slow slide of her mouth, the way her cheeks hollowed, the soft moan she made when he hit the back of her throat – it was filthy. And it was turning me on more than I wanted to admit. My clit throbbed in time with her movements. I could feel my own arousal coating my own body respond with shameful eagerness, the black lace panties already soaked and clinging. Zara hummed around his cock in agreement, the vibration making Axel’s hips twitch. She worked him faster, one hand stroking what her mouth cou

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

I leaned down, sucking her nipple into my mouth, tasting my own cum on her skin as I fucked her deeper feeling her evening inch. “Oh, yeah, right there, Zaddy,” Ariana moaned loud, her voice shaking as her pussy clamped tight around my penis. I thrust harder, feeling the pressure build in my balls, my body tense. I couldn’t hold back anymore and came hard, my cum shooting deep inside her, filling her up. She’s a grown woman now, 21 and old enough to handle it, her body trembling as she took every drop.

The air inside Roman’s office was thick with the scent of arousal and milk. Nora’s breath came in short, shaky bursts as she leaned forward against the polished desk, bare from the waist up, blouse crumpled on the floor beside her bra. Her breasts, still slick with his mouth, tingled with a blend of relief and new, aching hunger. Roman hadn’t touched her below the waist yet, but her thighs were trembling, her soaked panties sticking to her skin, her need screaming beneath the weight of the tension he built with every whispered order. She felt unsteady, unraveling in a way that was terrifying and addictive. Roman stood behind her, composed but alert, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeve

he gasped, hips jerking as he spilled into the condom, every twitch of her orgasm milking the release from him. He collapsed over her, panting into her neck, the scent of sex thick in the air. They lay tangled in sweat and heat, chests rising and falling in sync. Outside, the city shimmered. Behind glass walls, the lights were still on. Perhaps someone across the way had watched. Mia smiled to herself. Let them.

I sat back, exhausted and surveying the sight in front of me. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more erotic, Sarah moved down the bed and dropped her face to her friend’s chest, licking my come off them, before tracing her tongue up to her face and collecting my come there too. Then, they joined in a come soaked french kiss, swapping my cream between each other. Sarah looked up at me as she swallowed my come. “I’m thinking you’re likely to be out of action for a while.” She said. “Why don’t you sit back and relax for a moment.” With that she returned to her friend and kissed her again long and hard, Sarah sliding a hand down Katie’s body before sliding her hand between her legs and