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A gift for all my slow romance erotica lovers, a short story from: dividing and conquering the professor I,II,III Lily's POV With my tongue tucked in my cheeks, I press the new toy against my pussy wall and the strong vibration causes my body to shake. “Ahh…” the small whimper that slips out, bounces off the bathroom wall. Biting my lips and pressing my thighs together only makes my moans come out louder. It's been too long since I got fucked, too long that a vibrator feels like paradise to me at the moment.

Hi, I will not say much. This is an erotic story that contains a mom/aunt/son. As you know, I write about Aunt/Mom’s stories. Please support me by reading my other stories, too. Also, you can support me on my P*****n: p*****n.com/laxu00 Story starts

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

My narrow waist and small frame slid right into the leftover corner, while Knox climbed in after me and took up almost all the room that was left. He’s built way bigger than me in every direction, and his tattooed arms filled up the window side. I ended up pressed flat against the door, my thighs jammed right against his because there was literally nowhere else for them to go. I’ve always been small, and I end up looking almost like a femboy without even trying. My waist dips in, and my ass rounds out under pretty much any pair of shorts I pull on. Guys at school have been staring at me since last year. They watch my hips when I walk down the hallway, and they always find stupid excuses to s

Amanda sat in her small apartment in Surulere after another long, boring day at the office. Twenty-four years old, with a tight athletic body from years of gym work — perky C-cup tits, a tiny waist that curved out into a fat, juicy ass that made men stare. She was tired. Tired of vanilla boyfriends who lasted five minutes and called it romance. She wanted to be used. Broken. Turned into something less than a person.

His smirk sending chills through me. With a growl, I threw three daggers at him consecutively, however, he dodged all of them. Laughing his heart out. I launched at him with my short sword just to be shoved to the wall by a wave of power, crashing the shelves and the wall slightly under the impact, resulting in almost all books falling from their places. Damon was closing the distance between us in his cattish manner. Stopping just before me, still holding me by the wall. He caressed my face, a large grin appearing on his.

I yelped, then pushed back into his hand, whimpering like an animal. “You’ve been teasing me for years,” he growled, spanking me again, then again. “Walking around this apartment in those tiny sleep shorts that barely cover your ass. Bending over to pick things up just to make my dick twitch. Calling me Mr. Cole like it was innocent while you soaked your panties every single time.” Another hard spank. My ass was burning deliciously now. I knew it would be red and marked tomorrow.

My short hair felt sticky under the cap and I wiped sweat from my neck. A girl two seats over leaned toward me during the first icebreaker shout. “Hey new face, what's your name and one fun fact? I cleared my throat and dropped my voice low. “Alex. I like soccer and keeping shit low key.” She giggled. “Cool Alex you look like you could kick ass on the field. I’m Mia by the way. My fun fact is I can shotgun a beer in under ten seconds.” “Nice one Mia, maybe I will see you try that sometime,” I said, keeping it short but forcing a grin.

The Story of Russell and Samantha: NOTE, THIS EPISODE IS TAKEN FROM 'NOT YOUR AVERAGE GEEK', A STORY BY THE SAME AUTHOR CURRENTLY LEFT ON-HOLD. ***** I woke up drenched in sweat. It's almost November, yet California weather is as always; unpredictable.

Another part — the dangerous part — wondered what would happen when he finally figured it out. Because there was no hiding it much longer. No turning back. Not anymore. End of story 1