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But before I could fully close it, he stepped forward, his heavy boots thudding on the floor, and the stream cut off abruptly, right in the middle of some viewer’s typed-out moan. Shame twisted in my stomach, mixing with that weird thrill I always got from being caught in something naughty, making my pulse race even faster. He didn’t speak right away, just reached down and picked up the laptop, opening it back up with a calm that made me nervous. He started scrolling through my OnlyFans profile, his finger swiping slow and deliberate, his jaw clenching tighter as he clicked on one of my videos. The sound of my own voice filled the room, low and tinny from the speakers: “Please, sir, let your

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

she said. “No one outside this booth can hear you, but I want you to stay controlled until I say otherwise.” She kept stroking. The screen showed a new shot. A slow, close-up penetration, the woman’s face tight with pleasure as the thick cock slid inside her. Luca’s hips started to rock involuntarily, fucking her fist. Sofia stopped moving her hand. “I said stay still.” Luca whimpered but forced his hips to stop. His cock throbbed angrily in her still hand.

Pete groaned as William grabbed the nape of his neck and stared lustfully into his eyes. “You hear me? This hole belongs to me now.” “Yes—yes! Yours—fuck—yours!” William moaned. The bathroom was filled with the slick sound of skin against skin, muffled groans and their heavy breathing. Pete reached and grabbed William’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts, fast and rough. “Come for me,” Pete growled. “Do it, ballet boy.” And William did. Biting his forearm to keep from screaming, his body convulsing around Pete’s cock so tight it nearly dragged Pete over the edge with him.

Taking off my uniform, I rushed to mum's room, trying out all her sexy nightwears, before settling for one with a plunge neckline. I also took a suction base dildo she'd hidden away since she got married. It wasn't as big as Frank's dick, but it would do. I leaned backwards, resting my back against the sofa as I turned on Frank's laptop. He had no idea that I knew his password. I was going to have so much fun with myself. I played the first p**n video I saw. It was a scene of a woman giving a passionate blowjob. 'Fuck, that was hot', I thought as the woman fit his entire dick in her mouth without gagging.

he asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and apprehension. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Tools," I said simply, watching his face as I pulled out items one by one. Silk ropes in deep burgundy. Padded leather cuffs. A blindfold made of soft black velvet. A leather flogger with dozens of falls. A vibrating plug. Several different types of clamps. A cock ring. "Things I want to try with you. But only if you're interested." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Blake wanders to himself on where Owen might be but immediately brushes off the thought. He goes over to the wine bar and drinks. Blake gulps down the whiskey in a glass. He stops abruptly as he hears a sound coming from the garage,outside. He leaves the house and walks slowly towards the garage. The sound keeps getting louder as he approaches the car. He realizes it is an adult content playing from a laptop. He quickly goes over to the car. Blake looks into the car and sees Owen,masturbating and pleasuring himself from the adult content scene. Blake does not seem surprised rather he stands and watch.

"What the fuck..." Blair said as she sits in propped position, stunned. "Oh, Ms Fernsby... what a pleasant surprise," she said smirking staring at her visible assets. "Blaze, behave!" she said putting the hands on her breasts and vagina to cover them. "A pierced pussy, eh?" Blaze gave a large grin and Blair was impassive, quiet as fuck. "Or a pierced nipple?" she twitched her mouth. "Nothing, I'm done," Blair tried to stand up when Blaze pushed her and she laid on the bed.