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The cool night air hit my skin like a shock, but it did nothing to dampen the heat radiating from between my legs. I hadn't bothered with a bra or underwear; I had simply slipped into a sheer, silk slip that clung to my curves and left nothing to the imagination. Every step I took felt the slick slide of Richard’s cum leaking from my pussy, a warm, sticky reminder of the audit I’d just endured. The thought of Ethan finding out—or better yet, tasting the evidence of my father's claim—made my clit throb with a renewed, desperate hunger.

I was throbbing. “Just… touch me a little,” I whispered before I could stop myself. “Over the shorts. Nothing crazy.” His eyes lit up. “Yeah?” I nodded, biting my lip. Damon didn’t waste time. His big hand slid between my thighs and cupped my pussy right over my shorts. The heat of his palm made me moan. “Fuck, Lexi. You’re burning up.” He rubbed me slowly, firm circles that had my hips rolling against his hand. “Soaking through the fabric already.”

Letitia’s hands flew to his hair, hips rocking against his mouth as pleasure cut through the cold still clinging to her skin. “I still hate you,” she gasped, even as her thighs trembled around his head. Connor looked up, lips shiny with her arousal. “Good. Hate me while you come on my tongue.” He slid two thick fingers inside her, curling them perfectly while his mouth sucked hard on her clit. Letitia came with a sharp cry, her back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure rolled through her. Connor didn’t give her time to catch her breath.

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Masculine in its restraint, yet unmistakably lived in. Elizabeth slipped off her heels at the entry, bare feet silent on the cool floor. Her eyes drifted to the art, several pieces caught her immediately. Framed photographs and paintings of women entwined: soft curves pressed together, mouths open in ecstasy, hands gripping thighs, backs arched. Lesbian erotica rendered with reverence, beautiful, unapologetic, sensual. One in particular: two women on silk sheets, one straddling the other, heads thrown back, fingers buried deep. The composition was raw yet tender.

I dropped the panties back where they were and began to check the drawer. In it, she had some lotion, fingernails, and a book. In the bottom drawer, that is where the fun begins. She had 3 dildos of various sizes, lube, a vibrator, and a p**n magazine, which caught my attention. I grabbed and opened the magazine and started to flip through it. There was a naked posting for each session, and there was a picture of a girl licking the pussy of another girl.

he hissed His hips slammed in deeper with a force that simply stole the air from my lungs. Pleasure rolled right after. Each thrust was hard and merciless as if he was just enjoying punishing my body. And I loved it. My cock leaked precum down against my stomach as every nerve lit up. He bent close. His breath was hot against my ear. “You feel so fucking good.” I whimpered. The sound was muffled by his palm. My mask stayed tight even as my sweat started to dampen around the edges. But I wouldn’t let it slip. Not now.

Chapter 15 (Lesbian x Threesome.) Mia’s POV I don’t even know how to start this without sounding like a complete mess. Maybe because I am. Lori and I were walking across the hallway that afternoon with our fingers intertwined as we were laughing loudly about some stupid article in that Teenage magazine she swears by even though I had no interest in them. She said they were something about pastel nails, bbls and the biggest tea about the top power lesbian couples.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

Someone sucked gently on her clit while another girl slipped two cool fingers inside her, curling them perfectly against her g-spot. Lily had never felt pleasure like this. She moaned and writhed as the lesbian vampires worshipped her body, feeding lightly on tiny nips along her inner thighs, her breasts, her neck, never enough to turn her, just enough to send intoxicating waves of euphoria through her veins. “You taste so innocent,” Cassandra whispered, watching from above as she stroked Lily’s hair. “Tomorrow we will make you scream. Tomorrow you will squirt blood and cum for all of us while we fuck you senseless.”