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“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

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.”

"I've never... ever considered confessing to anyone, about my recent fascination for erotica... but it... I mean, this... this, whatever it is that is happening now... I'm beginning to see... or... oh, my god... I don't know what the hell I'm saying….. I don't know what I am even thinking... my mind's so fucked up now... Ohmigod, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have said that... "Hey, Doris... you need to relax, calm down." Rood's voice was a soothing salve. "It's okay, I swear all the time too... I wrote a lot, I love reading them as well. You don't have to feel embarrassed or ashamed of what you like to do. It's your life, dear Doris, take charge and get what you want done." "And

“Stretching Mommy’s married hole again right under her son’s nose. What if Jake walks in right now? Sees me bouncing on this fat cock that belongs to his best friend. Sees my tits bouncing while you breed me?” The dirty risk made everything ten times hotter. I thrust up gently to meet her, burying myself balls-deep. Elena’s mouth opened in a silent, desperate gasp, her eyes widening. Her creamy juices coated my balls and leaked down to my ass. I slid one hand down to rub her swollen clit in slow, firm circles while she rode me like a filthy secret.

“We are watching a damn kids’ movie!” “NO!” I snapped as color drained from my face at the thought of her implications. My stomach churned at how disgusting that would be. I would never live with myself if that were true. I might be a perv, but definitely not a pedo. “Haven’t it occurred to you that there could be other reasons for my erection?” “Which is?”

Elena Pov “Fuck…” I moaned softly as I felt my juices trickle down my thighs, warm and slow. My grip tightened around Jeremy’s picture, the edges bending under the pressure of my fingers as I held onto it like it was him. My back pressed against the doorframe, my body already trembling from the heat pooling low in my stomach. “Fuck, Jeremy… please, fuck me…” I whispered, my voice shaky and breathless as I dragged my fingers down my thighs, my touch slow, teasing, making my breath hitch.

ARC 27: VELVET CUFFS TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit taboo erotica, public risk, under-table foot play, bathroom sex, rough oral, forced deepthroating, degradation, CNC elements and graphic sexual content.. Mature readers only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark fiction ------- Kailani's pov Sarah's hands digs into my side for the hundredth time this evening trying to get my attention But I can’t tear my eyes off the corner where Red is practically fucking that girl in front of everyone.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

Amara bit her lip hard, trying not to make noise. The other girls were watching through the big window; Sophia and Riley, faces pressed close, and eyes wide. Daniel turned the vibe higher. Her hips twitched. She hated it. Her body started getting wet anyway, the squelching sound loud in the quiet room. “See that?” he said, loud enough for the others to hear. “Doctor’s cunt likes being opened up.” Amara shook her head, tears leaking through . “I hate you.” “Good.” He left the speculum in and the vibe buzzing while he unzipped his pants. His cock came out, thick and heavy. He stroked it a couple times, then climbed between her spread legs. The stirrups kept her wide open for him and gaping.

"And my, um, little problem? With my legs? You didn't even test me or anything." He closed his eyes briefly, a slight grimace flashing across his face before he opened them and looked at me. "It's nothing to worry about," he said. "Alcohol can cause sexual arousal in some people. That's perfectly normal. No need for a test." "But you could do a test?" I asked. "Like... like maybe you could examine me?" "Examine..." he started, then trailed off as he stared at me. "What?" "You know," I said. "Like, examine me. Just... just in case."