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Her voice was low, teasing, dripping with lust as she shifted her hips. Damien growled deep in his throat, his hands gripping her ass firmly as he pulled her closer, his desire boiling over. “Now ride this cock like you fucking own it!” he growled, his voice rough, demanding, filled with raw need. Racheal bit her lip, her breath catching as she positioned herself over him, teasing him with slow, deliberate movements. She could feel his cock, thick and throbbing beneath her, and it sent a surge of anticipation through her body. Without breaking eye contact, she sank down onto him, a low moan escaping her lips as she took him inside her.

My neighbor Rhea and I probably have the most charmed lives ever. We’re around the same age, mid-30s, and live across from each other on a beautiful street filled with upscale homes. We both have husbands who travel frequently and leave us to our own devious devices. My hubby, Chris, knows Rhea and I sometimes play together. Our Sapphic hookups are a constant source of amusement and arousal for him. He gets hot when I tell him about our “lonely wife” strap-on sessions and nude pool parties.

“What do you expect will happen to me? Rampage? Going crazy and hysterical?” Rafe smirked slightly at the cynicism shown by Lexie. It didn't matter if Lexie became cynical or even hated him, the most important thing was that he got what he wanted from her. Last night was a great lovemaking experience. The best of all sex he's ever had. Making love to Lexie is almost the same as making love to Brittany. Maybe better, Rafe snorted inwardly. He had to admit that Lexie who did nothing but bite her lip and cry could give him that much satisfaction. He couldn't imagine what if Lexie participated in their sex game. Maybe it will be the greatest lovemaking experience of his life.

The raging nerves coursing through her veins seemed to calm down slowly, replacing something euphoric that she had always ignored whenever his body drew near her. “What pull are you talking about?” However, even her own voice betrayed her denials. “I’m talking about this.” Unable to move, too fazed with the sensation traveling on her body, Dylan’s other hand went to cup the side of her face. Sparks skittering from the spot where he had held her and eliciting an involuntary sigh to tear through from her lips. “You are my life now, Rachie, and no matter how many times you push me away, I will keep on coming back.” He spoke so softly, tenderly tightening his hold on her, leaning forwards until

"More. Please" And wanting to give in to her wishes, Richie picked her up from the bathroom floor as he walked into the bedroom, throwing her down on the bed as he moved ontop of her. Taking her hands in his, he spread her legs further apart as he rammed into her,harder and faster as her screams became louder. "I love you so fucking much". Richie spilled out in pains as he turned them around and placed her ontop of her to take the lead. And damn, she didn't disappointed. She rode his cock like a cowgirl in head, twirling round in circles as Richie let out a deep moan, before placing his hands on her hips as she pumped up and down his entire length.

I circled it slowly, my breath hitching and my hips lifting off the mattress to meet my touch. But it wasn't enough, not even close to Dian’s. I tried anyway. I rubbed two fingers across my clit faster, replacing the images of Trina in his apartment with some memories of us, making love. I pushed two fingers inside myself, desperately, my back arching off the couch at the pressure. I bit down on my free hand to keep myself from crying out, as I moved my fingers in and out, fucking myself the way he had fucked me, trying to find that perfect angle, that spot that made me see stars.

Kiara had the best sex of her life 2 days again. She couldn’t get it off her mind. Anytime she thought about it, she always felt giddy, like a high schooler falling in love for the first time. Since he stayed over the weekend, they exchanged a lot of glances, with unspoken words communicated through their eyes.

My hands go to his back in a desperate attempt to pull him closer to me. He senses that and smiles as he presses into me. My eyes screw shut and I hear myself gasp, he moves further into me trying to make me adjust to his length. Richie begins his movements slowly before he increases his pace. My toes curl as my core trembles around Richie’s length. His thrusts are fast, filling me with pain and pleasure. He begins to hit at just the right spot, making me dig my nails into his arms. "Holy shit!" I cried out, throwing my head back. "You love it?" Richie asks. His voice is so strained and raspy. Unable to speak with the pleasure flowing through me, I nod.

The action which was meant to symbolize her yearn to get a grip on reality, only urged Jacob to pull closer, nearly pressing her to him. Why? Why? Why? Stephie battled with this question in her mind. Why was her body relieved when he drew closer? She should've been repulsed by his scent and aura, and yet she yearned more. Stephie was tempted to touch her hand to her forehead to ensure she wasn't feverish. This was unlike her. How long had she known this man for, that she should behave this way with him? Forget love at first sight... this was lust at first sight.