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I protested weakly, searching for any scrap of dignity. “We’re both adults here,” he replied smoothly, releasing my nipple only to grip my jaw firmly, forcing me to look at him. “You and I both know that was never going to be the only outcome. You’ve wanted this for so long. Stop pretending this isn’t exactly what you fantasize about every night while listening to me.” He released my jaw and reached for his belt. The sound of leather sliding through fabric sent another shameful throb through my core. He pushed his trousers and underwear down his strong thighs, freeing his cock.

My first time having sex with an more matured woman older than me was a bliss I could hardly explain, even if just because of how incredible she was to me. I gave her another firm spank with one hand, drawing another ecstatic groan out of her. "Oohh, yes, baby...," she lustfully remarked. "This feels wonderful..." Funnily enough, the size disparity of myself having sex with a fully-grown woman sort of felt to me like a chihuahua fucking a rottweiler. But even still, she was the hottest rottweiler teacher I could've ever had.

We don't have to if you don't want-" "I do. But, I want to put the condom on you. Can I?" I said daringly, biting my lip. He smiled and handed me the condom. I pulled his boxer down, exposing the beauty of his member. I was right, he was huge and thick. It bounced as I let his boxer down to his knees and slowly gripped it. I began to jerk him, making him throw his head back as the muscles on his stomach contracted. "Fuck Lisa. That feels so good." His voice shaky ad I jerked him harder. "And I haven't gotten to the good part.." I taunted as I slowly took him in my mouth, making a big grunt escape him. "Aahh, fuck." He managed to utter out as I gripped his ass and jetked him with my lips. I t

Not yet. I exhaled hard, jaw tight. My body reacted instantly, a throb shooting between my legs, hot and sharp. "Holy fuck. Okay. That... worked. You asshole." "I know it did. Truth or dare?"" "Truth." "How many times have you made yourself cum thinking about me?" I hesitated. "This week? Two. Total? Four. You? "More than I'm admitting. Let's just say I've ruined a few shirts. Truth or dare?"

I wonder how gay people make love, never have I ever been attracted to any man other than Ethan. I instantly g****e 'How do gay people make out?' I see pictures, videos, and GIFs of men kissing, groping, and grinding nakedly. Oh god. I click on one of the links, the site is full of gay p**n with weird titles; Shakespeare in lust. Once upon a time in cock-tale. Tales of the dark hole. Star Trek: The next penetration. I cringe as I read their titles, but I scroll down anyway. Curiosity takes me to the amateur category.

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e

Now we are all her to get better at having sex” she paused and looked at me with a hard stare.” Or in Elizabeth's case to have sex at all”. Everyone turned to look back at me. I felt myself burning with embarrassment and slunk down in my chair. I nodded meekly in reply before everyone turned back to the front of the classroom. “Over the next three weeks we will learn everything you need to know about the male and female reproductive systems. Ms Cain continued talking but my mind was all over the place her speech was highly scientific and I failed to fully concentrate. I began to daydream and fantasise and order the other students into who I would fuck first. On the front table was a very you

"Nice, son. That's a lot like my experiences. I too had my first sexual experience with a man. In my case, it was one of my teachers, a young man, married. His wife and son were out of town and he was painting the apartment. It was fall, but still hot. He asked for my help. On the first day, he was in loose athletic shorts and as he went up the ladder, I noticed that he had no underwear. He saw me look and said, 'it's too hot for undies. You should take yours off too.' I went to go to the room, and he stopped me. 'It's just us guys, like the locker room, change here.' I did and I noticed him watching me carefully. I was sure his penis got a little hard too. "We took a break later and I notic

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.