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“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

It was cluttered with naked and semi-naked bodies that were writhing and moaning in physical pleasures. Some were held by chains, others stood in gilded cages while a few twirled around on erected polls. There was no gender bias, males and females were both hosts and participants. A dark melody played in the background as naked beings with only one objective in mind downed alcohol and blood. Voyeurism was one kink Vildus truly enjoyed and that was exactly the reason he loved orgies. “This is heaven,” Romello squealed from beside Vildus and ran off to find himself a suitable partner.

He pulls my leg off his shoulder and comes to hold onto my hips so he can still control our movements. My eyes roll back, and I see white. I'm spasming from the orgasm he just gave me. I hear him let out an almost animal-like growl as he explodes inside me. I feel the viscous heat of his seed in my belly, and I wrap my arms around him as he collapses against me. Elio continues kissing my neck and jaw as I run my fingers through his hair. That's it. His fury is over. I won't have to worry about anyone losing their life tonight. I have to get out of here.

" She moaned and I began humping her faster, she clung to me, her hands positioned at my back as she dug her fingers on my back. "Oh Yes!" I found myself moaning as I buried my face in her neck and humped her more than I ever as I felt my hips bucking uncontrollable, I was getting there, I grabbed my dick with my hand and pressed it against her clit, rubbing it as the pleasures and desires were too much for me to contain. "Aaah!" Camilla moaned underneath me as I felt her warm juice on my skin, she just had another orgasm. I withdrew away from her, lying on the bed, and took hold of my dick as I stroked up and down at a fast pace, it wasn't long before I came as I closed my eyes enjoying the

Oh, Oh OH Oh Oh Dakota, I need your cock. I ball up my fist the way I saw Dakota fist Tonya. I pound the outside of my pussy with my fist while my vibrator penetrates my ass. I need to cum so bad. What would Dakota say to me to get me to cum…. ummmmm, I know. Cum, you nasty whore. Can the whore not cum? Oh… I can feel my cum welling inside me. I want to bust so bad. My fist dives into my pussy. I beat it up hard just the way he likes to fuck me. I am a dirty whore, and I need to cum.

Her body shaking and falling forward as she orgasms, his hips moving faster. "I want that floor wet Kitty, I want to see just how much you love when I do this." Anaya tries screaming as she orgasms, his hand holding her head against him as she struggles to breathe. His hips starting to move again. The vibrations from her moans, sending him closer to the edge. Anaya's body growing more tired as she keeps having orgasms. The orgasms slowly turning painful as Marcus's hips speed up, his hand holding her head against him as he cums.

Another man stood between her legs, thrashing into her pussy ravenously. A bevy of lesbian whores fingered and sucked each other, while gay werewolves blew each other to a howling orgasm. A red head on her knee was smashed doggy style, while being deep-throated by a werewolf in front of her. A thin whimper pierced the noise from my left. One of the men buried his face between the thighs of a whore, fingering her slick pussy, and sucking her clit. It's a fucking orgy in here!

My body tenses when I hear people passing by the door, they might hear me, they might come in and see me but even so I feel my body getting more excited at the thought that we might be discovered. He orders me to stand up, and makes me stand with my back against his body, I sigh when I feel his nibbles on my back and his fingers run over my body, my intimacy until ending in a couple of slaps on my ass. —Never forget that only I, will be able to see you like this. That's clear," his hand on my ass grows stronger, "I can't hear you, bunny girl. Obeying is not my thing, I didn't want to give him that satisfaction but, when his hand grabs my neck tilting my body backwards while with the other he

Out back by the over"owing Dumpster, the stench of rotting gar- bage a strange aphrodisiac, or hidden in the dusty storeroom where the shadows danced like secrets. Sometimes, even in his truck, the rain drumming a frantic rhythm on the roof as he drove her wild. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling just hard enough to sting, his voice a low, guttural hum of need. She didn't know what drew them back together, again and again, like moths to a "ickering, dangerous "ame. Maybe it was that they both knew what it felt like to crave something, someone, they shouldn't. Or maybe it was the thrill of the secret, the intoxicating rush of danger that was its own kind of drug. A potent, addictive poiso

He groaned at the discovery, circling my entrance once before pushing two fingers deep inside. I cried out, knees buckling, but he held me upright, his grip unyielding as he pumped slowly, curling just right to make my hips chase his hand. “That is it,” he murmured, voice dark and commanding. “Let go. Give it all to me.” He worked me relentlessly—fingers thrusting, palm grinding against my clit—until the first orgasm crashed over me, sharp and sudden. My body clenched around him, thighs shaking, but he didn’t stop. He kept stroking through it, drawing it out until I was sobbing his name.