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I’m panting, drooling, pussy clenching on nothing. Zach leaves it seated deep, slaps my ass so it jiggles around the base. “Look how pretty,” he says to the camera. “But chat wants the real dick now.” He pulls the plug out slow. My hole gapes pink and shiny. I hear his zipper. “No condom?” I whisper, panicked. “Request said creampie. Creampie means raw.” Before I can answer he lines up and shoves. The stretch is insane. I scream, high and broken.

The kind of app people used when they didn't want messages traced. Unknown sender. This message will disappear after viewing. I shouldn't have opened it. But my fingers moved on their own. "Fuck yes—ride my cock just like that—" A woman's pornographic moan. The wet, obscene slap of flesh pounding against flesh. "God, your pussy is so fucking tight—so much better than that frigid bitch would ever be—" "She's probably never even touched herself—that repressed little virgin—I bet her cunt is dry as a desert—" "Forget her—fuck—I'm gonna cum so deep inside you—"

Jax stands in front of me, stroking his cock lazily, letting pre-cum drip onto my tongue when I open my mouth desperately. Marcus and Vanessa make out beside me, her riding his cock slowly while they watch my torment. Only when I’m sobbing, shaking, completely broken open— do they let me cum. Riley cranks the wand to high, pins it against my clit, and I explode— squirting so hard it arcs across the room, splashing the carpet. They don’t stop. They make me cum again. And again. Until I’m limp in the ropes, mind blank,

The camera captured the obscene sight of both her holes being destroyed at once — her asshole stretched wide around Ronan’s thick shaft, creamy froth coating him with every violent thrust. “Beg for it on camera,” Damian snarled, pulling out long enough to slap her face with his spit-soaked cock. Tears and mascara running down her face, Sophia gasped hoarsely, “Please… ruin my holes… fuck your enemy’s daughter harder…” They made her squirt twice on camera — powerful, humiliating jets that sprayed across the bed and onto the lenses while the cameras zoomed in for extreme close-ups of her spasming cunt.

He lifted me and then slammed me into him. More tears leaked from my tear ducts. He had gone deeper than before. Lucian continued the act. Again and again. He drove me mad. My emotions went on haywire. Happiness filled with fear, and pain fought to be expressed. For the first time since my first sexual encounter, tears streamed down my face. Lucian showed no sympathy. If anything, he ruined me more.

sending shivers down my spine. In one swift motion, he bent me over the couch, yanking my hips back. “You’re a filthy kitten, Angel,” he growled, hiking my gown up and ripping my panties off with a single, brutal tug. The fabric tore with a sharp sound, exposing my dripping clitoris to the cool air. “It’s ironic, isn’t it?” He whispered huskily, his lips brushing my neck, igniting every nerve in my body. “Your name’s Angel, yet your desires are pure sin. Your soul is corrupted, far from being an angel.” His words flipped a switch, my body humming with need as he pressed his hard cock against my ass. “Raul—” I moaned, my voice trembling with desperation. “You better keep qu

“Tell me what you’ve seen, Rein. In detail.” My voice came out shaky but honest. I couldn’t stop myself. “The engineering guys have that freshman pinned. One in his throat, one in his ass—deep, raw, no condom. His hole’s gaping every time they pull out, shiny with lube and spit. He’s loving it. And over by the stage… the debate captain’s choking on two swim-team cocks at once while they finger him open. Cum’s already drying on his face. And the group by the curtains—there’s a guy getting fucked so hard his feet aren’t even touching the ground anymore. His dick’s just leaking everywhere untouched.”

Elara’s phone screen lit up with a notification that stopped her heart cold. An unknown email address had sent a video file titled “Stepbrother’s Dirty Secret.” Her fingers trembled as she opened it. The footage began playing automatically. There she was, completely naked, riding Jax hard in the Big Sur cabin, her head thrown back in ecstasy while he gripped her hips and thrust up into her. The camera angle was perfect, capturing every explicit detail. Every moan. Every slap of skin. Every creampie he had filled her with.

My pussy clenched hard around his fingers, juices flooding his mouth as I came with a muffled scream into my shirt. Wave after wave ripped through me, my thighs locking around his head, body convulsing on the counter. Stars burst behind my eyes. I shook uncontrollably, tears streaming, hating every second of how perfect it felt. Roman kept licking and sucking through it all, drawing out every last tremor until I was a trembling, ruined mess.

low, throaty sounds that made my cheeks flush instantly. 'What the...' I started, sitting up straighter, but Aubrey was frozen, her eyes wide as the video buffered. Two women on screen, tangled in a dimly lit room much like mine, their bodies slick with sweat. One had her head buried between the other's thighs, tongue lapping greedily at a shaved pussy, while the other arched, fingers twisting in her lover's hair. 'Oh fuck, that's not N*****x,' Aubrey whispered, but she didn't hit stop.