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He groaned low his hands gripping my thighs hard spreading them further his fingers digging deep into my soft skin leaving red marks I knew would show tomorrow. “You want more already,” he asked voice rough full of fresh lust his hips rocking slow rubbing his whole length along my pussy coating himself more in my cum. “Your pussy is greedy baby still dripping for me after coming twice.” “Yes,” I moaned nodding fast my head falling back a little as the head of his cock caught my clit sending sparks shooting through me. “Greedy for you only fuck me hard make me feel it.” He reached down quick grabbing another condom from his pocket because he was not done either his cock aching bad to be burie

The mix of our arousal impregnates the air around us. Impregnate. He has a breeding kink; he’s fetish is to cum inside me and watch his seed run down my legs. He hasn’t use a condom with me, is not like we are going to catch a disease or get pregnant, so bareback it is. It felt oddly good, yet something within me tells me this is all wrong.

I occasionally wondered how they’d got together or even remained married for such a long time. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t 100 percent dull; after locating Dad’s section of filthy books one day, I became fascinated by sex. I'd sneak a few magazines out every once in a while when I was supposed to do assignments, and I’d masturbate furiously while taking a look at the images and reading the sensual stories. My imagination ran riot and my dreams became wilder and wilder as the tales became naughtier. I had a couple of distinct boyfriends at this time and even had sex with two of them. Both went to my college, and from the magazines I was studying, I understood they weren’t very seasoned; leav

I’m trying to fit as much of my body inside her as I can. Knowing I won’t last much longer, I reach between us and stroke her clit with my thumb. She cries out at the pressure, and her legs tighten even more. “Cum with me, Alice. I have to feel your pleasure on every inch of me.” Her pussy clenches, and my eyes roll back in my head as I thrust harder and harder. Suddenly, she tenses under me, and her loud moan turns into a cry of release as she climaxes. The feeling of her wetness dripping between us as her passion is unleashed is all it takes to set me off. I keep pumping as I release into her, spreading my semen deep into her womb. There isn’t an inch of space inside her that I don’t cover

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

Raymond hissed, his hands fisting in my hair to steady my head while he positioned himself. He drove in with a single, powerful lunge. I let out a muffled scream against Richard’s cock, my body jerking forward from the force of the impact. Raymond filled me completely, his massive size stretching my pussy to the absolute limit. It was a sensory overload—Richard’s thickness filling my mouth and throat, while Raymond’s aggressive weight hammered into me from behind, his hips meeting mine with a jarring, rhythmic force.

Hot and thick come flooded my pussy marking me from the inside. He kept thrusting through it, slow and deliberate, like he wanted every drop to stay where it belonged. I loved it. The way he fucked me senseless, like he’d been starving for me as long as I’d fantasized about him. We stayed locked together for some moments, breathing ragged with the smell of sex and old books hanging in the air. My body felt deliciously used and sore in the best way. Dr. Marcus finally pulled out, cum leaking from my inner thighs.

NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> "I've been reading this book," Jennifer says to her husband as they're lying in bed, her hand roaming down his stomach, "and it suggests some ways to overcome our little problem." Their little problem, as she puts it, is that Chuck can no longer sustain an erection with her. He's not impotent, his secretary can attest to that, but with his wife he either doesn't get it up at all or loses it halfway through.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”