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"You're looking kind of tired. Your man keeping you up late at night?" "Geni!" Quincy reprimands. "What? You think she's been staying up late playing cards?" Geni leans forward as she asks for details. "How is he? A ferocious tiger in the sack? A gentle lover? Give me details." "I'm not giving you details, Slutbag." Somehow insults have become our thing. We trade them back and forth constantly. The stranger, the better. "What happens in the privacy of my bedroom, stays there." She snorts. "You're full of shit."

I jumped to my feet and grabbed my chest, breathing heavily while he stood still, looking from left to right to look for a bus. Coincidentally, we live near. A small world it is, my relatives know his relatives too. We were drowned in silence. We weren’t talking but I was at ease. I feel really comfortable when he’s with me. Tingling feeling in my chest as my heart began to pound faster and louder like the whole world can hear it. I still remained calm and hid it well. I swore to myself never to think about him again but he silently creeps inside my dreams, filling them with things we could have done yet we chose not to. I still have lingering feelings but I deny them forcefully. I can’t. No

“It’s not a big secret or anything. We’re attracted to each other. We’ve fooled around a few times. We’re both consenting adults, so I don’t see what the big deal is.” Quinn’s eyes fly wide while Brooke’s cheeks grow rosy with her blush, like the mere mention of casual sex is dirty. I don’t buy for a second that she’s actually offended- I’ve seen how she is with Theo; the girl definitely fucks. And good girls like her are usually freaks in the sheets.

I was speechless on what to say. "Well...I wished I could say the same to you" I lied"when you sleep with you just know it will be considered as rape" "Are you done" he said boringly. "don't worry baby snow when I'm done with you ,rape will be the last thing on your mind. You will begging and withering for more when I take you to new height of pleasure ." he said in a voice which held nothing but promise.

INTIMACY (Baby) Charlie's POV "Come on baby," I hushed as I slammed my lips to hers. She took two steps backwards letting her back hit the elevator. I slid my finger into her short miniskirt and started fingering her. She moaned crazily into my mouth as we kissed roughly, her hands were wrapped tightly around my neck. I slid two additional finger into her V making it three fingers, her moans became more loud. It sounded so sweet to my ears.

He leaned down, kissing her deeply, tasting her sigh of pleasure as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him even deeper. "Are you okay?" he whispered against her lips, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Yes," she gasped, her voice tight with pleasure. "Don't stop, Xavier. Please." With a low groan, Xavier began to move. He established a slow, heavy, and punishingly deep rhythm. Every thrust was powerful, filling her completely, his broad chest rubbing against her sensitive breasts with every downward stroke. The heat in the room rose, the heavy scent of sex and lavender filling the air, accompanied by the wet, rhythmic slap of their bodies colliding and t

CONTENT WARNING: Explicit lesbian erotica, dominance/submission, public fingering/car orgasm, oral sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, first-time sapphic encounter CHAPTER ONE I was nineteen, on my own for the first time at university, and just beginning to explore the sapphic facets of my sexuality the first time I spotted Sabine across the floor of some small town gay club with a stupid name. Electricity crackled in the air between us. Her striking, lavender eyes swept up and down my body like a spotlight, savoring my ample curves, tracking the gentle sway of my hips. Her eyes stopped at the apex of their second trip, her gaze resting on my lips. She slowly licked hers like a hungry cat be

The apartment was quiet except for the occasional creak of the old building. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke to her hand sliding between my legs again. I was already wet. She kissed the back of my neck while her fingers worked my clit in slow circles. I pushed back against her, grinding into her hand. She slipped two fingers inside me from behind and fucked me with steady strokes. The angle made every thrust press against that sensitive spot inside. I came quietly, biting the pillow to muffle the sound, my body shuddering in her arms.

she whispered against his neck as she placed tiny kisses across his collarbone. Quincy moved her underneath him and slid the soft nightgown that she wore up her thighs. He placed kisses down her neck and chest. Her breathing was ragged as she watched him inch his way down her body. He reached the juncture of her thighs and looked up at her to allow her to stop him. She gave one small nod, and he slipped her panties down her The sound of his fingers moving in and out of her made a wet slurping noise and she moaned and gasped as her hips bucked against his face. He pulled away slightly, "let go, baby, cum for me. Let me feel this pussy clenching for me," he whispered, his breath caressing her

I went back to the bedroom and lay in bed, quietly feeling the subtle change of emotions into a desire to be exposed to eyes that watched me more intently. Following my instincts, I spread my legs and slowly knelt with my back to the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the reflection of my mirror, I could secretly glimpse the man with his arm moving up and down. He was doing the same thing as me. This strong sense of shame brought my waist lower but my hips higher. The waves in my heart came crashing one after another. My every nerve was stretched to the limit. We looked at each other tacitly and pleasured ourselves.