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1 RUBY'S POV Soft moans filled the air, the book facedown on the sheets beside me while I pumped my fingers into my aching heat, legs spread on the bed. Fuck. Fuck. My mind replayed the words I had just read from the book and my pussy fluttered around my fingers. I curled my fingers, adding a second one as my thumb pressed down on my clit. I shattered instantly, moans breaking off as my words caught in my throat, sweat dripping down my face as I rode off my orgasm.

Another voice from the dark: "Let me touch her." Rome's grip tightened. Amara opened her eyes. It was Levi. Silent. Watching. Wanting. "Let him," she whispered. Rome looked up at her, shocked. Her cunt clenched around him. "Please." Levi stepped closer. His hand brushed her breast, and she moaned so loudly it made someone else groan. Then his fingers were between her thighs, rubbing where she needed it most. She fell apart. Her orgasm hit like a storm, tearing through her until her vision blurred. Rome cursed. He wasn’t far behind. She felt him spill inside her, hot and thick, and she didn’t stop riding until he was shaking.

Luna lost count of how many hands touched her, how many fingers pushed inside her pussy to test her wetness, how many mouths latched onto her nipples. Then a woman approached...forties, beautiful, obviously wealthy. She paid five thousand dollars. "I want to participate," she announced. Adrian nodded. "Then join us. Luna, on your back." Luna repositioned, and the woman climbed onto the platform with her. She was still fully clothed in an expensive dress, but she knelt between Luna's legs and lowered her mouth to Luna's pussy. The woman ate her skillfully while the crowd watched and the artists documented. Luna came on the stranger's tongue, screaming, her back arching.

Attached to a rope chain, it hung in the valley between Callista's large breasts. Since she had begun to explore her new sexual freedom after almost twenty years of marriage, Gabrielle had developed no small fascination with both alternate lifestyles and sexual adventures. So far, having spent the night with a man almost young enough to be her son had been the most daring of her erotic adventures. That fascination had extended to lesbianism and bisexuality, two subjects which were barely discussed the last time she was single. So far, her interests in the topics hadn't extended beyond the theoretical. Not including of course, her active imagination. An imagination that Gabrielle was sure at

Chapter – 0002 Paul It didn’t take long after Angelina moved in before I started noticing something going on between them. My daughter Leah was bi, but seemed to lean further toward girls, and more specifically, older women. All of her crushes were teachers, friend’s moms, and even her celebrity crushes were all older women. One time we were playing an adult card game, and one of the questions was to name your favorite pornstar. Leah named three popular milf pornstars, who, looking back, were all known for playing the stepmother role in many of their features.

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Many people always gathered there. Katia stopped at a stall where they were selling books of an erotic theme and skimmed through some titles. There were some books she already had, but others she didn't. Some of these books, she never thought she'd see in print. She picked up a book titled "Diary of a Submissive" by Sophie Morgan. She read the synopsis, raised an eyebrow, but ended up buying it. She didn't know why she bought it, but she had already paid for it.

I bit my lips softly, leaning my weight back into my dressing chair. I loved lesbian books and p**n so much that I had secretly wanted to be a lesbian adult actor. “Yes Mummy,” the second female lead moaned. Slurpy gliding sound of wet pussies brushing over each other resounded loudly into my ears. I wanted so badly to be a part of this. I sorted my legs high on my table, pushing off the distracting book that laid on my way with my right leg. It landed face down with a loud thud. I didn’t care.

We’d waited too long already. “Lila,” he growled against my neck. “I need you. Right now.” “Yes,” I whispered. “Me too.” He spun me around so I faced the shelves. My palms pressed against the cool wood and old book spines. Elias yanked my jeans and panties down in one rough motion. They pooled at my ankles. I kicked one foot free so I could spread my legs. He freed himself from his pants. I felt the thick head of his cock rub against my soaked pussy from behind. No condom. No slow teasing. Just raw, desperate heat.

This female was definitely close to the King, and if so, maybe she could help me convince him to let me go free. “Yes, I already read it. Shakespeare.” I answered her. “I love to read and let's face it that in our environment, there are few books of this type. Just books about building, how to be a Luna, or how to be a proper lady.” I said, rolling my eyes and I heard Morgan giggling softly. "I know, right?!" “In some packs, human books of this sort are forbidden. I'm shocked the King didn't banish them here.” I confessed. Even though I didn't want to admit it, I had to say that the King had done some good.