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Derick, who had no idea what I have just done. I touched my lips, then my neck, then lower—just once, through my skirt—and felt her breath catch. I grabbed my bag, got out of the car, and walked toward the apartment. I walked into the apartment still feeling Mr. Grant’s cum leak out of me with every step. Derick was on the couch in a t-shirt and sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled. “Hey, baby. Long day?” “Yeah.” I went straight to the shower, but I didn’t wash between my legs. I left his cum inside me on purpose. When I came out in just a towel, Derick was already hard. He pulled me onto the bed and kissed me like he always did—soft, familiar, safe.

They got in bed and Dan lay beside her running his hand over her soft white body, kneading a round breast and then running his hand down her leg and back up the inside to brush over her closed lips and red bush. "Tell me what you to fantasized about" he cajoled his wife. Her husband's hands felt so good running over her, relaxing her. "It's strange but even though we hadn't said anything to each other we had similar thoughts we found out later" she started. "Seeing Donna's nude body I thought how sexy she would look with your hard cock sliding into her black forest, her eyes full of lust as you brought her to orgasm." She wasn't going to mention the circumstances that caused that fantasy. Da

"That's a fucking sight to behold," I cried aloud, my chest expanding as I panted. "Dax, don't stop...Oh! Ahhh!" his hands went impossibly faster, and my whole body trembled. I had never experienced this before. My last boyfriend was more of receiving pleasure, boring as fuck, but Dax, he was killing me with pleasure, raw and heated. "Eyes on me when you come," he demanded and I panicked as I locked eyes with him. Come? Again? My brain was denying it, but my treacherous body liked the idea and clenched around his fingers.

But I didn’t care. His hand moved lower, slipping under the waistband of my jeans. Teasing. Waiting for permission. I nodded against his neck. “Yes.” His fingers dipped inside, finding me already wet. He groaned quietly. “Lila, you’re soaked.” I bit my lip to stay quiet as he stroked me slowly. The darkness hid everything and made it hotter. His mouth on my neck, fingers circling my clit, then sliding inside me. The basement felt smaller. Just us. Just this.

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“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

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.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1