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He arched a surprised brow. "Maybe." She replied. "Seriously?" He questioned. "You're going to freeze me out like that?" "You can take care of yourself." She smiled sweetly at him. "There's only so much my hand can do." He whined. "Sweet baby Jesus Ethan!" She sat up to glare at him as he burst out laughing. "Just in case it has skipped your memory, I'm still very innocent here." She griped. "I shall not be corrupted." "Get over yourself." He chuckled. "I bet you read erotic novels in secret and you imagine what it'll be like to experience something like that."

Heavy slaps rained across my ass and tits, and face, making the clamps bite harder. “Look at your husband,” one commanded, grabbing my hair and forcing my blindfolded face toward Brutus. “Look what you’ve done to him. His wife is a disgusting cumrag for strangers.” I cried and moaned at the same time, shame burning through every part of me even as my body betrayed me with another violent orgasm. I squirted hard around the cocks destroying me, juices splashing onto the floor near Brutus’s feet. They rotated.

I let out a loud, choked-off cry. He started a brutal, fast pace. The desk was hitting the wall—thud, thud, thud. Every time he slammed into me, I felt a wave of shared heat explode in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could bite his shoulder. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. The erotica of the moment was overwhelming. We were two people who should not be together, doing things that were forbidden. The risk of being caught made it even hotter. I could feel him clenching, his muscles getting hard as he pushed deeper and faster.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. . "Cassie's POV" . I slumped lower in my seat during Professor Roll’s lecture, doodling absentmindedly in the margin of my notebook while trying not to think about the email I’d received that morning.

Each stroke longer than the last but taking care not to go too far and pop out. It was heaven! Utterly erotic, utterly naughty and, at the same time, the most intimate of acts and with the lady that I loved. I got into a rhythm, coming out four or five inches and sliding back in until my pelvis slapped into her buttocks. I didn't need to go very fast; the sensations were already exquisite and I wanted this to last a bit longer.

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.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

“Rub that pretty pink pussy on me until you fall apart, baby. Ride me like the filthy little thing you are.” God. Something inside me snapped. My hips rolled faster, rougher, the fabric dragging across my clit so perfectly I could barely sit upright. My nails dug into his skin and Alaric let out a low groan. He barely felt pain, but he felt it underneath my touch. Something about that seemed so personal… so erotic. I could hear the distinct sound of a phone buzzing somewhere but it was drowned out by all the noise I was making. “You’re close already, aren’t you?”

He poured it directly onto my entrance before rubbing the tip of his dick against it. The pressure I felt was immediate as he pushed his hips forward. The pain was sharp as he stretched my tight little hole inch by inch. I gasped, digging my fingers into the sheets, but Cedric slid beneath me, his lean body positioned perfectly. His dick lubed up from my saliva earlier nudged my wet folds. "As you wish," he said, thrusting up in one fluid motion, filling my pussy to the brim. Lucien's girthy cock split my ass while Cedric's long dick hit past my cervix.