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A drawing of two nude girls, kissing and embracing each other stared back at me. This journal was the reason everything fell apart back home. My dad had found it one evening while I was out and by the time I came back, the whole house knew. I had to confess what I had kept to myself for years. The conversations that followed were ones I was still trying to forget. I'd had secret fantasies about girls for years, imagining tongues on my clit and fingers in my ass, but I never told anyone. I had never acted on any of them so I began to create these erotic drawings. I drew my fantasies out. It was the only place I felt safe.

The combination of having incestuous sex in front of strangers while enduring sexual insults combined with the friction in her pussy was too much for her to take and her body and soul exploded. The wails from her mouth were so loud it brought others into the room to see. And for the first time she squirted all over. I kept ramming my meat into her intensely spasming vagina to prolong her orgasm. Then I gave in and shot my hot cream up into her womb. My hips bucked up against hers and we grinded them roughly together. We kept grinding and grinding in an effort to extract every drop of cum we had in our bodies. Then we collapsed in a heap with Grandma's sweaty body on top of mine. We are now i

Something aching to be molded. I met him in my Tuesday night workshop. "Erotics of Language"—a curated space for writers who wanted to learn how to use sensuality in storytelling. Most came in with curiosity or thinly veiled hunger. He came in with a notebook gripped like a lifeline and questions trembling on his lips. I noticed him in the third session. He waited until everyone had left to speak to me. “I—um—can I ask you something… off the record?” I folded my arms, tilted my head. “You just did.”

Scrolling from top to bottom, their chatbox was at the top, but there was something else at the bottom. One of the group chats which was named 'Handsome Men Group' attracted her attention. She clicked into it curiously and found that there were several familiar names in the list of members. She was even more shocked when she scrolled up further. That group of men were so bored that they had nothing to do! They even discussed and judged the storyline of those romance novels in the group chat. The latest conversation was Christin complaining about a romance novel he had read in the past few days. He complained so much to the point that he could even write an essay about it.

he caressed her chin gently down to her neck, then whispered, "or maybe, me calling you Señorita turns you on." Their conversation seems to be straying. And it's no surprise to Monette. They always do nasty things when they're alone. They only started doing this thing a year ago. Monette couldn't recall how or when she began seeking the warmth of Bernard's body. All she could remember was that he was her first fuck and that she had become addicted to him since then. Naturally, no one knows what is going on between them. It's their dirty little secret.

“Please, Alex. We can talk about this. Just us.” He laughed again, short and broken. “Talk? While you’re still covered in their cum?” His gaze dropped to my chest, then lower, lingering. Something shifted in his expression, anger still there, but mixed with something else. Heat and Jealousy. Maybe even twisted curiosity. He took another step closer. “You really let both of them fuck you at the same time?” I nodded slowly, not sure where this was going. Alex swallowed hard. His voice dropped lower. “Did you cum harder with them than you ever did with me?”

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I was passed around the bed like the ultimate shared toy. Double penetration became triple. I was on my back, on all fours, riding one man while another fucked my ass and a third used my mouth. The dirty talk was filthy and addictive. “Such a greedy Princess.” “Take all these cocks like the shared whore you are.” “Fill her up. Breed my Princess.” Liam watched with dark lust, occasionally joining in to reclaim me, fucking me hard while the others watched. By the end of the night, I was a complete mess — covered in cum,

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

I could feel pleasure from both holes, with two of his fingers in my ass and one in my pussy. He rubbed my clit with the tip of his dick and spread my lips. " No, stop, Jeremy! Our parents are going to find out,” I cried, trying to close my legs, but he pinned me down and placed one of my legs on the cabinet. I couldn’t deny it, I loved what was happening. " Who’s going to tell them? You’re going to act like a good girl and keep your mouth shut,” he said, plunging his cock into me. “Fuck…” A moan escaped from my mouth as I grabbed the edge of the cabinet tightly.