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4. PREYE We walked back to the room after dinner, the campus lights casting long shadows on the path. My body was still buzzing from that shower orgasm and everything that happened with Lisa earlier. Her creamy cum, the way she licked her fingers clean without shame, the flirty shit at the table,it all stuck in my head like a dirty movie on repeat. I’m straight, I kept telling myself. Big cocks, rough hands, getting tied up and fucked senseless. But Lisa’s hungry stares were doing something weird to my pussy, making it tingle even now.

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

I picked a thriller, but as it started, Ryan stretched out, his arm draping behind me. His thigh brushed mine, and sparks shot through me. I could smell his clean soap scent, mixed with something masculine that made my mouth water. Halfway through, the plot twisted into something steamier. The main characters, a couple on the run, ended up in a motel room. The screen filled with them kissing, hands roaming. The woman pushed the man against the wall, her fingers tugging at his shirt. He growled and flipped her around, yanking her skirt up. My breath hitched as he exposed her ass, spanking it lightly before sliding his hand between her legs.

He pulled off onto a dark road, pushed my seat back and climbed over me. He fucked me twice more before he dropped me off at the house, both of us breathing hard and sweaty. I knew it was wrong. I knew it could blow everything up. But the secret nights kept happening anyway. One evening my phone buzzed. Xavier’s name showed up. The message said “Door unlocked.” My heart started racing. I bit my lip and headed straight for the back door. When I stepped inside, he was already there waiting in the dim light. His eyes burned into me. “You’re late,” he said, grabbing my waist and pulling me against him.

Like he was starved for me, as if he couldn't get the taste of me deep enough into his mouth. I open my legs wider and slide my hand down between them. Closing my eyes, I think about last night, his tongue between my folds, sucking me into his mouth. My wet pussy clenches, and I feel my clit grow harder. I stroke myself faster, right on the edge. I hear Xavier’s voice saying “say my name, kitten”, and I cum. His name slips from my mouth like he's really here commanding me. My orgasm pulses through my body, and it feels almost as if he’s here with me. I’ve never been able to get myself off, and it’s not for lack of trying, but it seems Xavier has opened up another part of me. It’s frightening

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

My back arched off the bed, my bound wrists straining against the metal of the cuffs. “Caspian!” I cried, my eyes blurring with tears of both pain and a pleasure so intense it felt like dying. “Mine,” he growled, his hands gripping my waist so hard his fingers left bruises. “Every inch of you. Every breath. You belong to me.” He began to move—a fast, relentless pace that showed no mercy. Every thrust hit my prostate with the force of a hammer, sending waves of white-hot lightning through my nerves. He wasn’t just having sex with me; he was conquering me. He was driving himself into me as if he wanted to leave a permanent mark on my soul.

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's

Tony always knew how to handle me well and I guess that's why we managed to date for so long. Typing the URL, it loaded immediately and I clicked on the first video I laid my eyes on. The sound of a woman moaning loudly echoed through the living room of my house as her fingers rubbed her pussy. Seeing her like that had me wet in an instant. I sat well in bed ready for a self service session. I deserved it. I was a sex kink and any sex video, be it a lesbian video, a gay video or even straight as long as there were Ds and Vs, always got me off.