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’ she thought. She finally got it in, making April shudder as her mother penetrated her with the rubber phallus. Once again, it took her several moments to figure out how to properly move, but soon enough, she started thrusting into April. I watched, hypnotized by the erotic sight, as Kim leaned against April, their melon-sized tits pressed together with areolas kissing, April moaning as Kim swung her body, her sexy ass jiggling like a gift from god with a strap of the harness nestled between her cheeks.

She bucked against the bed, up and down, due to the movement of his hips smacking against her. He became brutal, dominating. He slid his hand between her cleavage, down to her throat, and held her there, completely arched, bent backward for him. Her breasts bounced as he fucked her relentlessly. Their movements became a sizzling, erotic dance of lust and desire that neither could control. He watched the sight before him: her smooth, glistening skin, her alluring, pointed breasts bouncing relentlessly as he moved brutally against her. God, it was so beautiful, he wanted more. It twisted his brain, making him uncontrollable.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

“Fill my tight little virgin pussy with that thick cock of yours. Make me yours.” My fingers slide between my thighs. My breath catches. My heart pounds. My panties are almost dripping. I stand up, letting them fall down my legs, stepping out of them with slow, deliberate grace. My wetness clings to my inner thighs. I drag my skirt up to my waist and sit back on his desk, legs parted, giving in to the fantasy. One finger grazes my clit and my hips buck. It feels electric. I shouldn’t be doing this. I don’t care.

Kane’s fingers found my clit again, pinching and rubbing while Jax railed me. I was crying under the blindfold now because everything felt too much. Too good. Too dirty. But they weren’t done, not even close. “Get the toy,” Jax said, voice low and rough. I heard movement then something thick and silicone slapped against my thigh, cold at first, then warming quick against my skin. Kane laid down on his back in the middle of the mattress, the springs groaning under his weight. His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me over him.

“This tight little cunt was made to sit on my cock like this.” “Harder,” I begged. “Suck them harder while I ride you.” He obeyed, drawing my nipple deep into his mouth and sucking with strong, steady pulls while his fingers pinched and rolled the other. I rode him faster, chasing the feeling, the wet sound of our bodies meeting filling the quiet studio. His hands never left my breasts. He squeezed, lifted, sucked, and teased until I was shaking again. “I’m going to cum,” I gasped. “Kai—I’m so close—”

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

ARC 21 : SIREN’S FATAL EMBRACE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content including lesbian smut, fingering, squirting, tribbing/scissoring, oral worship, tail penetration (anal and vaginal), double penetration with tongue and tail, rough degradation, and intense orgasm control. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores raw and unrestrained desire. ------- Eli/Elara's POV The wind whipped across the deck of The Iron Kraken carrying the reek of unwashed men. I kept my head down with my shoulders hunched, trying to blend in

The Pack diapered as females shot envious looks and the males sulked. That night, back in my cabin, the door barely shut, Kael had pushed me against a wall, ripping off my tank top. His mouth pinned on the nipple, sucking hard. I arched, hands in his hair. "Fuck, yes." He yanked my jeans down and dropped to his knees, spreading my thighs wide. His tongue dove in, sucking my clit like candy. His fingers plunged deep inside me, two, then three. Moving just the way I like it.

The whole day had been hectic. I took out a bottle of wine and poured myself some. I dropped onto the cushions, remote in hand, and flicked on the TV. Mindless noise to fill the silence. I scrolled through channels, news, reruns, some late night talk shows until I landed on a movie. One of those erotic thrillers, the kind with dim lighting and heavy breathing. I almost changed it, but the scene caught me. A woman alone in a lavish room, silk robe slipping off her shoulder, her hand trailing down her body as soft music swelled.