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“I will text you tomorrow.” Xavier pulled me into a hug. His hand slid low on my back. He pressed close so I felt him again. “Goodbye, Lila,” he said quietly. His eyes stayed on mine. After they left, I went straight upstairs. I locked my door. I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed naked. I spread my legs wide. I slid my hand between my legs. My pussy was soaked. My clit was swollen. I rubbed hard and fast. “Xavier…” I whispered.

Erica said already while Darla sucked on her nipple before Erica erupted with cum around Ed’s cock while he leaned up and started fondling Darla’s sexy, busty breasts from behind while the two sexy ladies made out with each other on his lap; Ed came again at the same time as Erica did yet the two kept going at it a few thrusts longer before Erica hopped off of Ed’s cock, but not off of his lap and let Darla take his dick while Ed squeezed her tits and kissed the back of her neck, still in sheer disbelief that any of this was happening and expected to wake up at any moment, “Can we do this every day?” “I’m thinkin’ we can.” Darla said between moans as she rolled her hips and bounced on Ed’s c

Orgasm after orgasm rips through me until I’m a sobbing, shaking mess, squirting messily around her pistoning cock, thighs quivering uncontrollably. Sweat clings onto our skin, mixing with my juices. The room smells like sex and cinnamon and raw need. Finally, Lira roars, burying herself to the hilt. Her cock pulses hot and thick inside me, flooding my clenching pussy with rope after rope of hot, tingling demonic cum. It feels endless, leaking out around her shaft as she keeps grinding through her own climax, tail thrashing. She doesn’t pull out. Instead, she collapses on top of me, still buried deep, her tongue lazily licking the sweat from my neck while her cock twitches inside my overstim

He slower down suddenly, teasing me, deep strokes, grinding against my walls, making me squirm. “Say it!”, he ordered, tightening his grip around my throat. “Please” “Please what?” “Please Mr Tom”. “What do you want?” I groaned, my body shaking desperately. “Please make me cum Mr Tom”. I think that made him snap, he started fucking me hard, ruthless, pounding into me so deeply, I knew I’ll feel him for days. I kept screaming and moaning, shaking, gasping for air, watching myself on the mirror as I beg for his dick and call him sweet things.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

What I found was a world of explicit, detailed stories about aunts and nephews. Stories of seduction, of secret affairs, of dominant young men and submissive older women. I read one, then another. My face grew hot, my breathing shallow. Without even consciously deciding to, my hand slipped under the waistband of my linen trousers, my fingertips finding my clit, already sensitive from last night. The stories were graphic, filthy, and utterly compelling. They painted pictures of aunts who were initially reluctant but secretly hungry, who were awakened by their nephew's bold desire. They talked about submission, about being called names, about the thrill of the forbidden.

Sev bottomed out and held still, letting me adjust. “Good girl,” he breathed against my spine. “Take your alphas.” They picked up speed. The room filled with wet sounds and my muffled moans. Soren fucked my throat steady while Sev pounded my ass, one hand reaching under to rub my clit. I hated how fast I got close. “Come with my cock in your ass,” Sev growled. “Show me you’re ours.” I shattered. My whole body locked up, pussy clenching on nothing, ass milking him. Soren pulled out and came across my face again, thick ropes that mixed with fresh tears. Sev followed seconds later, pulsing deep inside me until it leaked out when he pulled free.

ONE; SEX PARTY pushed open the heavy wooden door of the sprawling frat house, and the assault hit me instantly—a thick, humid wall of sweat, musk, and the sharp, unmistakable tang of fresh cum. The electronic bass throbbed through the floorboards and up my legs like a second heartbeat, but it was drowned out by the symphony of guttural grunts, broken moans, high-pitched whimpers, the relentless wet slap of flesh on flesh, and the occasional raw, desperate cry of “fuck me harder” or “don’t stop, I’m coming again.”

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe