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She screamed around Tyrone’s shaft, her pussy spasming and squirting lightly around Jamal’s cock. They didn’t let her recover. Marcus moved behind her and pressed his lubed cock against her asshole. “Relax, Lila. You’re gonna take us both.” The pressure was immense. Marcus pushed slowly, the thick head popping past her tight ring. The burning stretch made her eyes water, but the fullness was intoxicating. Two massive, veiny cocks rubbed together inside her, separated by only a thin wall. Jamal and Marcus found a rhythm , one thrusting in while the other pulled out , their heavy balls slapping against her.

Wanted them to wreck her, stretch her, fill her until she shattered again and again. Jax propped himself up on one elbow, his hand trailing lazy circles over her hip, dipping lower to smear Rico's cum back into her folds. "Ready for more, baby?" he murmured, his fingers slipping inside her easily, stirring the mess with a wet squelch that made her gasp. His cock, still half-hard against her thigh, twitched at the sound. Rico, on her other side, grinned wickedly, his scarred knuckles brushing her inner thigh as he leaned in to nip at her earlobe. "She's dripping again already. Greedy little thing."

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

“We are studying gothic romance this week. Stories full of secrets and dangerous attractions. The kind where the heroine knows she should stay away but cannot.” Lucian walked closer, leaning against the desk. “Dangerous attractions. Do those stories excite you, Hazel? Or do they make you nervous?” I smoothed the duvet, feeling his gaze on my back. “Both. There is something thrilling about wanting something you know could ruin you. What about you? Do you read much?” “I do,” he replied, voice low. “But lately I find real life far more interesting. Especially when a beautiful young woman keeps appearing in my room.”

In his apartment, Rick runs to his computer, dragging the chair quickly. He sits down and, looking at the blank page that haunted him, quickly begins to write. ‘As a critic of eroges, I have played dozens, hundreds, and I could even say that counting the small freelance jobs, I would easily reach a thousand. And in all of them, I have seen and done everything. I have seen good stories with poorly drawn characters and mediocre stories whose characters have great designs. I’ve seen nothing flashy projects that end up becoming little hidden gems for fans of this genre called for perverts.’

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My moans echoed off the stone, raw and unfiltered, and bouncing back to me as if the crypt itself were moaning with me. He watched through the lens, eyes dark, pupils blown wide with lust and something colder—calculation. “Tell me your worst secret, Elara,” he said, voice low and coaxing. “The one you’ll never print.” I gasped, hips rocking into my own hand, thighs trembling. “I… I came to expose you,” I confessed, the words spilling like wine. “The abuse stories. The missing girls from the Boston church. The rumors of payoffs, of girls who vanished after private ‘counseling.’ I thought you were—”

NEW STORY TITLE: THE GIFT OF DICK AND PUSSY The following story will be told in multiple chapters. There's oodles and oodles of sex in it, even though it's not just a pure spank story. If lots of nasty sex isn't your thing, then why are you on this website? Weirdo.

He was being unmade, fucked apart on a doctor’s table, and some deep, shattered part of him was arching back for more. Dr Stanley's hand snaked around, groping for Richy’s leaking cock. He gripped it, his touch rough, and stroked in time with his thrusts. Richy’s eyes practically rolled to the back of his head. A broken, ragged moan tore from his throat as his orgasm ripped through him, violent and shameful, splattering against the paper beneath him.

It was big — veined and throbbing in her palm. She started stroking him slowly under the blanket, feeling him throb and leak pre-cum. Lucas groaned softly. “That’s it. Stroke your stranger’s cock while the plane flies. You’re such a filthy mile-high slut. Keep going. I want to cum in your hand before we land.” Riley stroked him faster, her own pussy still throbbing from the earlier orgasm. The risk was intoxicating. And the night was only just beginning.