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He smiled curved even more, “No princess, you’re going to squirt” Almost like it was waiting for the command, I felt something explode inside me. Wasn’t sure what came first, me screaming or whatever was raining out of me….but when I was done, his eyes held a glint of satisfaction. I wasn’t done panting and had barely recovered when I felt a tongue on my cunt. I gasped, looking down to see Brown working around it. Any protest I had to offer was shut down by him splitting my thighs and feasting on me.

I turn and realize there is a huge ass on my screen instead, larger than before, and some guys dick being rammed into it forcefully; full penetrative sex in an up close and personal frame, and I feel like I might just die. Actual porn – great choice, Sophs.

I sighed and went to one of the sites Franklyn had mentioned before, starting with the most famous one—Pornhub. I quickly typed in blowjob, and an overwhelming number of results appeared. I grimaced at the sight of all the explicit thumbnails. My throat tightened, and my hands trembled as I hesitated. Could I really do this? Something had already happened between Yohan and me, but the room had been dark, and I was intoxicated that night. I barely remembered what went down, and I had definitely never seen Yohan completely naked—especially not down there. I exhaled shakily and turned off my phone, feeling frustrated.

Cristina's POV. "Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed. Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on. In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth.

The room echoed with the panting of three naked bodies. Sara watched Vincent pull up his underwear. His cock had still not gone down. The Viagra was still working. Sara let out a satisfied yawn. The night had gone so much better than what she imagined.

Then we're scrolling through our favorite saved pornography websites, all of our various technological vices laid out for us in a half-crescent buffet of sexy digital foreplay. We end up on our favorite p**n site, and she's clicking through video options as her hand begins to rub the outline of my very hard cock through my sweatpants with firmer intent. I start to look like a ghost poking through a white sheet on an outdoor clothesline. She cocks an eyebrow at me like a slope I want to slide down as she clicks on a video that she seems to like, her fingers gliding down my bulging tent. In the video, a girl who looks quite similar to Maddy finds herself in the middle of two very fit young men

She darts her gaze left and then right, as if trying to make sure that the coast is clear before she goes back to whatever’s showing on her phone. I gravitate closer. I can’t help myself. My heart’s racing with anticipation as I draw closer. This close, I see that she’s got an airpod plugged in. Her fingers tremble slightly as she holds her phone tight. I’m hidden behind a bookshelf. In between the cracks in a book’s spine, I peer downwards and finally get a look at what Nancy Hawthorn is watching. It’s p**n. What the fuck?! Prissy Nancy is into p**n and it’s not even the regular kind. It’s kinky p**n. Hardcore stuff that isn’t smattered with dialogue or breaks. This one just goes straight i

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

All he knows is that I’m a thirty-two-yearold scientist with a kinky side. The only thing I’ve been honest about is my kink. Through my texts, I’m brave. I write my heart out. I tell him my innermost thoughts and the most depraved of my fantasies. I don’t know if I can be that way in real life.