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She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years. “But Jamie…” Lena said quietly, kissing my forehead, “this can’t be a one-time thing. I’m going to keep fucking you. Even if it means sneaking around behind my sister’s back.” I looked up at her, heart racing. “I don’t want it to be one time either,” I admitted. Lena smiled wickedly and slid her hand between my legs again, gently rubbing my oversensitive clit. “Good. Because I’m far from finished with you tonight…”

Still, her pussy throbbed with arousal at being used so roughly. Soon, they switched places. Sara got up and spread her legs wide for Vincent. He shoved three thick fingers into her. "Oh, fuck," Sara moaned. He fingered her with powerful strokes, curling relentlessly against her G-spot. Clara dropped to her knees and took his massive cock into her mouth. She sucked hard on his cock. “Yes, just like that,” Vincent groaned. “Choke on it, Clara. Show me how much you want your stepdaddy’s cock.”

"Stepbrother? Oh, yeah, Collins mentioned that. But you guys aren't blood related or anything, right? I mean, no big deal if something happened. He's hot, and you two live together. Stuff like that happens in movies all the time." I swallowed hard, my throat dry, and I reached for a bottle of water on the table to buy time. As I leaned forward, I felt more of his cum shift inside me, leaking out slow, and my pussy clenched hard, sending a jolt of need through me. God, why did talking about him make me so wet? I hated how my body reacted, nipples tightening under the thin bikini top, visible now if she looked close. "Nah, nothing like that," I said, taking a sip. "He's just... Haiden. Always

I told him. “You do not have to fight it anymore, Aiden," Blake said in a calm voice, his fingers caressing my naked back. “I love you, Aiden. I have loved you for months, and being gay is simply not something you just choose.” He pulled back to look into my eyes which I was sure was red from all that crying I had been doing earlier. “Being gay is who you are, and you can not erase it. You need to stop hiding behind those baggy clothes because you absolutely do not need them.”

“What’s gay supposed to look like?” My face burns. “I don’t know, man. I just meant… you seem really…” “Masculine?” He grins. “Yeah, I get that a lot. Newsflash: gay guys can be masculine too. I like hard cocks. I like fucking a hairy ass. Is that gay enough for you?” Jesus, this guy is direct. “Y-yeah, no, of course. Sorry.” The guy laughs, closes his locker, and then holds out his hand.

I gulped, forcing my shoulders to relax. Xavier walked to where his bag was, and I heard the click of metal, the soft thud of something heavy being set on the table. I didn't turn around, but kept my eyes forward and my body still. Xavier returned to stand in front of me, holding a black leather cock ring and a thick silicone plug. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of it. "Ever used one of these?" he asked, holding up the cock ring. "No."

“Look at you moaning like a whore. Bet you touch yourself thinking about guys like me, don’t you? Late at night in your dorm, fingering your own ass while pretending you’re straight.” Alex shook his head weakly, but the denial died in his throat as Jax plunged three fingers deep, pumping them hard while sucking him again. The freshman’s back arched off the bench, a broken sob escaping him as orgasm crashed over him without warning. He came hard down Jax’s throat, hips jerking erratically. Jax swallowed every drop, milking him dry before pulling back with a satisfied smirk.

I didn't find their house anyway so the point was moot. I spent the weekend reading lesbian BDSM stories and watching lesbian BDSM videos trying to figure out what I would really enjoy. After my experience with Tiffany and Heather I lost focus on guys. My masturbation fantasies were definitely taking a darker turn so I also ordered some new toys online. I bought two new dildos with suction cup bases, a pair of handcuffs, a riding crop (no cane at least not yet) and a Hitachi wand and belt. I felt a little weird about ordering through A****n because I didn't want the items showing up on my list of products, so I made a fake g***l account. That was good for watching videos and reading stories

CHAPTER 6 AVA'S POV It’s been almost five weeks. Five weeks of being a complete slut behind Lisa’s back. Five weeks of lying with a straight face while my body stays permanently sore in ways I can’t explain to anyone. Marcus fucks me whenever he wants. In his bed while she’s in the shower, one hand over my mouth so I don’t make noise. In the kitchen with my skirt shoved up around my waist and my palms flat on the counter he makes coffee on every morning. Once in the laundry room, bent over the washing machine, his hand clamped hard over my lips while Lisa watched TV in the next room. He doesn’t ask anymore. He just takes, and every single time I spread my legs for him like I’ve been trained