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Jake called out, his voice sounding muffled right against my wet skin, before he went right back to sucking me fast and hard. "Cool, hurry up you guys, break's almost over," the coworker said, his footsteps moving away until the door shut tight. The moment we were alone, I lost all control. The fear of getting caught mixed with the crazy pleasure pushed me right over the edge. "Fuck, Jake, I'm gonna cum—ahh!" I groaned loudly, bucking my hips as my release exploded right into his mouth. "Mmm, fuck yes, give it all to me, Jay," Jake hummed dirty, sucking hard through my release and swallowing every single drop until my knees went weak.

“Rub those pretty cunts together until you both squirt like the messy sluts you are.” Our pussies meet—hot, slick, swollen folds sliding messily against each other. The first grind of Mia’s clit against mine makes me cry out, a broken, needy sound I barely recognize as my own. “Mia… fuck, your pussy feels so good on mine,” I gasp. This is so wrong. She’s my best friend. We’re straight. We’ve never even kissed before today. But the ecstasy has turned us into animals, hips rolling desperately, our combined wetness making everything slippery and obscene.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

Dad and Linda had traumatized me. I turned on my laptop to find something to calm the throbbing ache between my legs. My shorts were already halfway down my thighs when my cock sprang free, thick and leaking, a fat bead of precum rolling down the head. I hissed through my teeth at the cool air hitting it. I scrolled fast, landing on my favourite video. The one I kept coming back to. College guy, older woman; stepmom trope, MILF p**n, obviously.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

My breasts bounced wildly with every powerful thrust, my moans turning into screams of ecstasy as another orgasm built rapidly. Rafael leaned down, capturing my mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue dominating mine as he pounded into me. "Come again for me, my little whore," he growled against my lips. "Milk my cock with this greedy virgin pussy." I shattered around him a second time, my walls convulsing and squeezing his thick length as waves of pleasure ripped through me. With a roar, Rafael buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding my depths with hot, thick ropes of his seed. He kept thrusting through his release, pushing his cum deeper inside me until it leaked out around his coc

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

It was so hot. I swallowed what was on my tongue and I wiped up the remains and sucked it from my fingers. I played with the cum on my tits a little bit and it aroused me. We made out a little bit after. And he fingered me. After this, we took a shower together. And well…we fucked in there too again. It was just him behind me fucking me for 30 minutes. I told Mary the day after and she wasn't disturbed by it. I guess because there had been nothing going on between the two of them.

I whispered again. Kissing Tania’s cheek, I gently spoke into her ear. “Are you alright Tania?” She finally stirred, and then opened her eyes. “That was the best experience I’ve ever had, how did you learn to do that?” “Oh, it’s something I read about in an erotic story,” I lied. Putting her arms around my neck, she whispered, “Fuck me, fuck me hard.”