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The dark spot had spread so much that the thin fabric clung to my swollen pussy lips, outlining every curve. A thin string of slick had started to drip down my inner thigh. "Look at that mess," he murmured, sounding so pleased. "Your innocent pussy is dripping just from reading my fantasy out loud." "Now slide your hand inside your panties, Lana. Touch yourself properly for my eyes only. Rub your clit in slow circles while I watch."

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

Thick with arousal. I licked her deep. Tongue plunging inside her. Nose buried against her clit. She ground down on my face. Rode my mouth like she was riding a cock. Her moans were loud. Unashamed. “Yes… eat me, Leo… eat my pussy while they take care of you…” Lila and Tara took my hands. Guided them to their breasts. I squeezed. Pinched their nipples. Rolled them between my fingers. They moaned in unison. Their bodies pressed close. Their tits filled my palms.

he murmured Chloe whimpered. She tried to keep quiet, but small sounds escaped anyway, sharp, needy breaths. The shower ran loudly overhead, but Mia could come down any second. Damien pumped his fingers slowly, curling them against the front wall of her pussy. His thumb stayed on her clit, rubbing steady pressure. “Come for me,” he ordered softly. “Right here. While she’s washing my come off her body from last night. Come on my fingers like the dirty girl who watches her cousin get fucked.”

She gasped and spread her legs wider, moaning theatrically for Lila’s benefit. “Fuck, Damien… your fingers feel so good,” she groaned. “Much better than a pathetic little slut like her could ever be.” Lila whimpered, tears spilling down her face again. The sight made my cock throb painfully. I pulled my fingers out of her and fed them to Lila, forcing her to suck Lena’s juices off them. “Taste what a real woman gives me,” I growled.

Then exquisite lesbian sex after we oiled each others naked bodies. ‘I fantasied about you watching and masturbating as she licked my very erect nipples. Then she licked the insides of my thighs before she teased and edged my clit with the tip of her tongue. I must have cum six times before I did exactly the same to her as she kept repeating, 'fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt'. You know I love an exciting commentary as an extra turn on. And that was exciting, very exciting as she counted the orgasms I gave her with my tongue. I made a point of getting her off seven times, one more than me. ‘We made erotic lesbian love every which way each afternoon over the next three days.

I’d spent the majority of my sexual maturity fantasizing over other women – when I first discovered how to bring myself to orgasm at a young age, it was from reading erotic stories about heaving breasts, hard nipples and streaming cunts. All my sexual experiences up till now had been with men, and they were great – I love men and don’t think that anything could replace the feeling of being fucked hard by a man with a big hard erection for you. Just because I wanted to experience a woman didn’t mean I was a lesbian. Maybe it just means I’m a horny slut?

Disclaimer: Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. Triggering themes. Lesbian content. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat that comes with it. Rated 18+ --- Priya Walsh was dreaming again. She could feel it even inside the dream, that specific awareness that sits at the back of your mind telling you this isn't real while everything happening in front of you feels more real than anything you experienced while you were awake. Brooklyn's hands were in her hair.

Chapter – 0002 Lila POV I walked into the lecture hall for my required Intro to Erotic Literature seminar with my thighs still sore from last night and my mind a complete mess. The campus was buzzing with first-day energy students laughing, comparing schedules, flirting shamelessly but all I could think about was Damon’s thick cock stretching me open in that dark art studio. The way he hadn’t pulled out even after the mask slipped. The way he’d thrust one last time while I came around him like a desperate whore.

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.