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Ryder wasn't just using his tongue, he was conducting a symphony of filth against her nerve endings. They were buried deep under the thick, weighted duvet, a private cavern that smelled of sweat, salt, and the heavy, metallic musk of her own relentless arousal. The heat was stifling, the oxygen thin, but Ruth-Ann didn't care. She felt like a goddess atop a throne of sin, her body vibrating with a raw, electric hunger that five hours of climaxing hadn't even begun to sate.

his encouragement had my body jerking in his arms and causing a not so soft moan to slip past my lips. He broke off contact for a few seconds. “Someone has a praise kink.” I opened my mouth to deny it and as if already knowing that, he set out to prove me wrong. “That’s it baby girl, you’re doing so good, stroking me so well…one day, you’re going to take me so good in your tight little pussy.” And that does it, I let out a little scream as my body jerk, dragging out his own orgasm along with mine.

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

Aaron's Kinky List: • Office romance • Romance in a Car • Ropes, bondage, spanking, and whips •Orgasm in someone else's bed Playing with a sex toy with a partner • Domination/Submissive • BDSM • Reverse Cowgirl and Position 69 • Sex with a blindfold "I have an idea about ropes, bandages, spanking, and whips, but I don't know how you will use them." She said and he chuckled. "You'll know soon." He replied. "I have searched about a reverse cowgirl and position 69." She licked her lips while remembering the positions of those photos.

I placed the box in my spare room and swore I would never open it again. I lasted a week. Kinky is wrapping an unattached braid of hair around my hand and getting a hard-on. Kinky is bringing the hair to my nose and picturing a woman hanging from the ceiling with my best friend kissing her. Kinky is imagining my hands running through her remaining short strands and holding her tight while Monroe fucks her mouth. Kinky is dreaming about the three of us writhing together in a mass of sweaty, gleaming flesh.

she whispered, reaching back to grip his thigh, nails digging into muscle. He rolled her onto her back and settled between her spread legs, his weight deliciously pinning her. His dark eyes roamed over her body…flushed breasts marked by faint red lines from the clamps, nipples still tight and sensitive, and her glistening, puffy pussy exposed and dripping. He dragged two fingers through her slick folds, gathering the mess of her cream and his earlier release. Kara gasped sharply as he circled her swollen clit, the overstimulation sending sparks shooting up her spine.

Chapter 3: Condom? – Sienna's POV Rune lifted me up off the floor without any effort his hands gripping under my thighs spreading my legs wide as I wrapped them around his waist tight. My back hit the door hard the impact jarring through me but I did not care because his body pressed full against mine his cock rubbing right against my soaked pussy through nothing now since my panties were gone. I felt the thick head nudge my entrance, sliding through my wetness, teasing my clit with every small shift.

His cock stood hard and ready, twitching in the open air. Siren climbed over him in reverse cowgirl position. Her firm ass faced him as she lowered herself. The crowd behind the one-way glass had a perfect view of her perfect ass and his throbbing cock. She reached down and guided his tip to her entrance. Her pussy lips felt slick and warm as they brushed against him.

The friction on her clit felt so good she almost came right there. Professor Kane broke the kiss and looked down at her. His eyes were dark with lust. “Sit on the desk.” Sara did as he said, hopping up so her ass rested on the wooden surface. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and hooked his fingers into her panties. He pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside. Now she was bare in front of him. Cool air hit her hot, wet pussy, making her shiver. He dropped to his knees between her spread thighs. Sara’s heart raced. She looked down and watched as he leaned in. His breath brushed over her sensitive skin first, warm and teasing. Then his tongue licked a long, slow stripe from her entran

Always, always more. I pulled him back for another kiss, my creamy fingers in his hair. I held him close, caking his bare chest in white as I wrapped my legs up around him. Blood, cream, mess… I didn’t care, and neither did he. I wanted the cream on his skin, though. I wanted him to be as slippery and as messy as me. Luckily, the pot on the table was a big one. I wanted to be a kinky little bitch and picked up the pot from the table. I trailed fresh cream down myself, playing with the streams as I did it, smearing my tits and my pussy.