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Kwami’s tongue lapped at her clit as he slipped two thick fingers into her wet pussy. “Get in there, Mike,” Kamalina said, giving him a little push toward the bed. He didn’t need to be told twice. He planted his feet astride Kwami’s shoulders and gathered his wife’s curls in one hand, pulling them back from her face. Maggie parted her lips and took his entire cock into her mouth, and then deeper still, all the way into her throat. The three of them fell into an easy rhythm, each familiar with the other’s pleasure, each unhurried in drawing it out.

Raymond hissed, his hands fisting in my hair to steady my head while he positioned himself. He drove in with a single, powerful lunge. I let out a muffled scream against Richard’s cock, my body jerking forward from the force of the impact. Raymond filled me completely, his massive size stretching my pussy to the absolute limit. It was a sensory overload—Richard’s thickness filling my mouth and throat, while Raymond’s aggressive weight hammered into me from behind, his hips meeting mine with a jarring, rhythmic force.

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♡

You can just call me "Alexa"; I am fourteen years old and currently studying at a private university here in Manila. What I am about to share is a story of an experience I will never forget—perhaps because, to this day, it remains a part of my daily routine. I was only nine years old when I first experienced sex, all because of the father of my best friend, Kristina. Kristina and I were the same age; she was a *morena* (brown-skinned) girl with an average build—playful, affectionate, and a bit childish—and we attended the same school here in Manila back then. Since their house was quite a distance from mine, I would stop by her place every day so we could go to school together. It was here t

Then Cyril's cock hit that spot inside him again, and Moon came with a scream that tore his throat raw. His cock pulsed against his stomach, shooting ropes of white across his chest, his neck, his chin. His hole clenched around Cyril's thickness, and Cyril grunted and kept fucking him through it, kept pounding into his spasming body until Moon was nothing but a shaking, sobbing wreck beneath him. “Fuck,” Manuel said from somewhere in the steam. “Fuck, he came untouched. Did you see that?”

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

Now I was twenty-eight, broke, and desperate enough to work in a place like this. Lexi told me about Velvet Dominion three weeks ago. An elite underground BDSM club where the richest people in Lagos came to fuck and dominate in total secrecy. The money was insane if you let them play with your body. I cried the first time she said it. Then I cried again when the power company threatened to disconnect my light. So here I was. The stairs went down deep. The air grew thicker with every step,perfume, sweat, pussy, and that sharp smell of leather. Madam Elara waited for me at the bottom. Sharp cheekbones, red lips, black dress that looked painted on.

“Push another finger in. Good. Now rub your clit while you fuck yourself on them. Faster. I want to hear how wet you are.” I obeyed every order, filming more videos and sending to him… By the end I was shaking like a leaf from all the pleasures, my sheets were soaked under me, a video of his thick cock still open on my screen as I came a second time with his voice ringing in my ears. Next day: I walked into the kitchen the following afternoon for water and stopped dead in my track. Ethan’s phone sat unlocked on the counter.. SecretHeat was open. The username at the top of the active chat was unmistakable.

you should be thankful and I sleep with you because this is my house but only lover can sleep together or marry man and women she:- what lover and marriage. you mean we are lover velliam:- no we are just friend. if legend are true I am black king. then I can sense who is my lover and I can say that not you she:- whatever I want to go the toilet then velliam show her toilet that he created own his own. velliam:- look that is toilet and it is like normal toilet. but I left worm underground. that can eat all waste. don't tell me you scared form insects

If they thought that was a bad idea, they could tell me. Adam sank to the ground, pulling me with him. I ran my hands across his belly before pulling down his trunks and putting my mouth on his cock. He made a strangled sound, and I sucked on him, hard, crouched between his thighs, not giving him a chance to adjust. Will lifted me to my knees, stripping off my bikini and touching me, spreading me open, nudging me with the head of his cock. He knew exactly how much sex I hadn’t been having since the divorce. Then I was filled up; the hot, thick length of Will inside me and hard thrust of Adam’s cock in my mouth. It was what I wanted, bone deep and mindless. I couldn’t establish any sort of rh