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He moaned, his teeth still in me, and his member twitched inside me as he spilled his seed deep into my womb. At that moment, I felt something snap into place in my mind, a golden thread connecting us. But before I could register it, something else came forward. It was like my consciousness was thrust to the back of my own mind as something else took control, forcing me to watch through my own eyes like some kind of virtual reality movie. Except I could still feel my body. I could still think… kind of. Every thought was *sex*. Nothing but sex. And I had zero control. My core became a pure, non-stop puddle of arousal, my desire a frantic frenzy. Suddenly I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. My

"Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me." My throat had gone dry by now, I looked from one face to the other. Hillian squeezed my hands. "I’m asking you again. Do you want this? From both of us." I should have said no, I should have stood up and walked out. Instead I let my body answer first, I could feel myself getting excited. I had never had sex with two people before. It had always been a fantasy I kept private, but now it was standing in front of me actually playing out in real time. "Yes," I whispered.

It would have been long ignored. “Do you mind if I have my finger in your pussy?” he asks against my lips. I shake my head with a gasp, “No…” It doesn’t take long before I feel his fingers crawl under my belly, passing over my v-line until two fingers slide through my folds and trap my clit between them. I thrust my hip up in a desperate move to control the situation, but this man has me under his control, as he instantly pulls his fingers away the moment I do so.

Then to my shock, I saw him pinned against the glass, his wet palm sprawled on the glass leaving scratch marks as a very huge man thrust into him. My toes curled. What The Fuck! My boss who seemed so unreachable, being fucked out if his mind but yet another black man? My hands moved in a blur on my cock, feeding my eyes when a choked grunt drew my eyes back to the screen. The sub’s arms flailed as the Master pulled out and slammed back in painfully… once, twice, thrice… My eyes rolled back to my head and my ass lifted off my chair, driving into my fist twice before my cock burst uncontrollably, milky liquid spilling into the air.

he asks, but his eyes say something much darker. I take the glass with a trembling hand. Our fingers brush. Electricity shoots straight to my clit. The weekend has barely started, and I’m already losing control. How the hell am I supposed to survive three more days without letting this man ruin me?

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.

“Harder… my carnal womb is so itchy… it wants your huge cock deeper…” The man, feeling a spark of jealousy at the thought of her stepfather and others who had enjoyed this body, straightened his back and drove in with an especially hard thrust. His big, swollen glans penetrated straight into her libidinous womb, hammering it into spasm. The girl’s eyes widened, her whole body arching as the intense pressure hit her most sensitive spot. “My womb… it’s being fucked too hard… your cock is so good at this…” “Little slut… screaming so shamelessly… today my large dick is going to hammer you to death… hammer this degenerate cunt…” the man snarled, picking up speed.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

I don't know what it was about her, but the way she spoke, the dominance and confidence behind it intrigued me. SubMan40: That works for me, Mistress. What are you into? As I watched the three dots at the bottom of the screen show that she was typing, my hand went to my hard cock and slowly stroked it. YoungDomme: I like total, sexual control. For example, you are not allowed to touch your cock unless I say so, my submissive. Fuck. I actually gasped and then let go of my cock. Then she sent another message. YoungDomme: Other things I am into is degrading, humiliation, orgasm control, breeding fetish and anal play. That's just to name a few.

the woman cried. "Rasha, you want to ruin my career? Everyone will stare at me with disgust because I've got a high school girl pregnant. What else do you want? Do you want money? How much do you want? Is $40000 too little? Fine, I'll give you four million dollars." The man named Edward brought his face closer to Rasha's.