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This is an explicit adult anthology intended for mature readers only. It contains highly steamy, graphic scenes of lesbian sex between consenting adult women. --- In the heat of forbidden cravings and stolen moments, women surrender to their deepest, wettest desires. Sapphic Desires is a scorching collection of passionate W/W erotica, where soft curves press together, eager tongues explore, and trembling bodies lose themselves in raw, dripping pleasure. From a defiant student’s impulsive kiss in her strict teacher’s office—leading to hungry fingers, sucking lips on aching nipples, and intense, moaning climaxes—to an unexpected visitor who joins the fray, turning shock into a slick,

She’d decided to have one of those Pleasure Parties with the girls to embarrass Dana with the toys and stuff. All the boxes and displays were opened by the hostess. The girls giggled and laughed at the dildos and vibrators in various shapes and sizes. They turned out the lights for a demo of glow in the dark toys. They even had a condom blow-up contest that Leslie won. This was no surprise to most, being she was by far the slut of the bunch with a reputation for an infatuation with giving blow-jobs. The oils and creams were the most interesting. They applied them to each other and felt the textures and feeling of the lotions.

Anna said, taking her seat on a couch at the top of the circle. “Do you live in shame of having your tiny pricks seen by your love interests? Do you find it shameful that condoms are too big to roll onto your useless tiny ugh! Have you been unable to enjoy the goodness of sex, because your baby pacifiers are too minute to fit their holes? Well… that's why I'm here to help you. This community will show you how much pleasure you can have, by accepting your pea sized appendages” she said and the men clapped.

She never got that type of thing as a young woman, so I was making up for lost time. Isabel knows the day is coming when her pregnancy will make penetration an issue, so for now she is a little needy for it. I have nothing to complain about, she is a wonderful lover who is up for just about anything she ever read in her Penthouse collections. For a Christmas present I am getting her a collection of books written by Lonnie Barback, Emma Holly, Cecilia Tan plus some Suzie Bright Audibles. -

She uses to believe lesbians tends to seek for lustful things though their love looks sincere to each other. However, the truth she just finds out feels like a scene of fictional work. Thus, she responded in careful tone, "Seriously? Your woman is a gold. She doesn't take advantage of you willingly." Skyla flips her fringe and nods in agreement. "Yeah, I agree. As a lesbian, I often hear a case that mentioned female adults trying to rape young girls by certain chances. It's horrible to see that kind of situation," She specifies.

He filled me completely. He started fucking me hard from behind, hips slamming against my ass. The table shook with every powerful stroke. His balls slapped against my clit. The wet, filthy sounds of his cock pounding into my dripping pussy filled the room. “Alex… oh god…” I moaned. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back slightly. “Quiet, Miss Shine. You don’t want the neighbors to hear you getting fucked by your student, do you?” He reached for one of the books on the floor, picked up the thick literature textbook, and pressed it between my teeth.

I palm my cock through my boxers, already hard just from thinking about her. This is pathetic. I’m a forty-two-year-old Alpha, jerking off like a teenager because I can’t have the girl I want. Except she’s not a girl. She’s a woman. A strong, beautiful, fully mature alpha female who knows exactly what she wants. And she wants me. The thought makes my cock pulse. No. Not going there. Not tonight. I roll over and force myself to think about pack business. Territory disputes. Budget meetings. Anything boring and un-sexy.

Thank god. When I glanced back at the laptop again, I noticed that I could see the edge of a folder window behind the document. Clicking on it, I found myself staring at a large number of files. The folder was called "UNPUBLISHED WORKS". Quietly scrolling through the various files, I decided to pick another document randomly and see what it was like. Sure enough, it was another erotica story. After just a few paragraphs, I deduced that it was a story about a new intern being hired in at a company, and the owner's son entering into a "forbidden" fling with her. Unable to resist, I quickly scrolled through the pages, looking for another sex scene.

Warning: This is GAY sex story, please skip it if you are not into LGBT content. "Oh God! Professor Cross! Please!" Peter's desperate cry echoed through the locked office as Professor Damien Cross pounded into his ass with relentless precision. Peter was bent over the massive oak desk, his pants around his ankles, his shirt pushed up, completely exposed and vulnerable. And he'd never felt more alive. Damien's fourteen-inch cock stretched him impossibly wide, filling him so completely that Peter could feel it in his stomach. Each brutal thrust pushed Peter forward on the desk, papers scattering to the floor, the wood creaking under their combined weight.

My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years. “But Jamie…” Lena said quietly, kissing my forehead, “this can’t be a one-time thing. I’m going to keep fucking you. Even if it means sneaking around behind my sister’s back.” I looked up at her, heart racing. “I don’t want it to be one time either,” I admitted. Lena smiled wickedly and slid her hand between my legs again, gently rubbing my oversensitive clit. “Good. Because I’m far from finished with you tonight…”