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Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth. “Ah, fuck yes. Don't stop that,” I breathed helplessly, loving the way my insides burned with need. Ace kept at his current movement, not relenting with the push and pull of my seam. My breathing fastened and my eyes closed as I focused on the way my shorts rubbed against my slits. “Ah–ah, please please, I'm–” Before the words could escape my lips, Ace released his grip on my seam, spanking me right after. My core clenched and unclenched as the wave of disappointment crashed over my body.

ARC 15 : CROSSING THE LINE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit lesbian sex including tit sucking, fingering,, face-sitting, thigh grinding, mutual masturbation, squirting, cum tasting, slut-shaming, corruption kink, and intense best-friends-to-lovers angst with heavy emotional tension Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to raw, unrestrained dark erotic fiction that explores twisted desire without limits. ---- Bella’s POV It was a beautiful Thursday in the dorm and finals week was right around the corner. The entire atmosphere was tens

It only adds to the enticement. Then, glancing back and forth between her teary eyes and her wet pussy, I start pushing my tip against her opening. She mumbles and squeals complaints into her taped mouth, her eyes furious and terrified. I push more, teasing her, building up this horrible moment for her, watching her pretty eyes dart around as she realizes she’s about to get raped in her own bed by a stranger. I lean down and breathe in her neck and hair as she squirms and squeals. Her scent is so erotic. I can practically feel her pulse racing, her heart pounding blood through her body.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

Elena stood, pressed herself to Liana’s front, and kissed her (deep, filthy, swallowing every moan). Nails raked skin. Blood mixed with rain in thin pink rivulets. Victor’s other hand found Elena’s clit, rubbing brutally until she shattered against Liana’s thigh, coming with a snarl that tasted like copper. Victor followed seconds later, burying himself deep in Liana and spilling with a roar lost to the thunder. Liana’s third orgasm hit at the same moment, her knees buckling. Only Victor’s grip on her throat and Elena’s arms around her waist kept her upright.

“I want to feel this pretty cunt squeeze me while I fill you up again.” “Yes—please—make me come—ahh—” His hand slid between us and found my clit, rubbing fast. The dual stimulation was too much. I came with a shattered cry, face buried against his neck, body shaking hard in his arms. “Ahhhhh—fuck—yes—yes—Daniel—” He followed right after, slamming up into me one last time and groaning low and deep as he emptied inside me. I felt every hot pulse. I moaned through it, soft and continuous, clenching around him to milk every drop.

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them and hide. The cool air against my wet folds made me shiver. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my already swollen clit. The wet sound was embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I forced my eyes open, releasing my bitten lip. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me as I circled my clit faster. My hips began to rock against my hand without permission.