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The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

That made me swallow hard. And then, before I could stop myself, I blurted it out. “Sometimes… during sex, I don't feel like myself.” His expression didn’t change at all. No surprise, no judgment. I continued, my voice trembling. “It’s like… I’m still there, but not really. I’m staring at the ceiling, feeling numb, just waiting for it to be over. It’s like I hit pause on myself, and my body just... goes through the motions. And afterward, I don’t feel real. I feel used, even if they were gentle.”

"The drink was strong, I don't remember shit. But from her narration... I - I allowed her finger me and to top that, I fucking dry humped on her pussy." Fedora clapped her hand, shouting. "Go girl!!!" "Oh shut up." I glared at her. She suddenly stopped, sitting up right. "It wasn't that bad, was it. You got orgasm I guess?" Fedora whispered lowly. "It doesn't matter if I got orgasm or not, Fedora. If you hadn't taken me to that lesbian strip party or whatever. If I hadn't seen those girls scissoring themselves, enjoying it while I hadn't had good sex in more than 3 months, I wouldn't have done what I did."

The old university library smelled of aged paper and secrets. It was past eleven when I slipped between the tall shelves in the restricted section, heart racing. No one was supposed to be here this late, but I couldn’t resist. My fingers trembled as I pulled out a worn leather book titled Forbidden Desires of the Victorian Age. The pages held explicit stories that made my cheeks burn and my body ache.

The Midnight Contract 2 The hidden door opened into a softly lit corridor that felt like stepping into another world. Rich crimson walls, heavy velvet drapes, and the faint scent of incense and sex in the air. My bare pussy throbbed with every step I took behind Damien, the cool air teasing my slick folds and making me painfully aware of how empty I felt. My fingers still tingled from where he’d sucked them clean. I couldn’t stop replaying the way his tongue had swirled around them—like he was savoring the taste of my desperation.

My secret words and my filthy thoughts. Heat flooded my face. I suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “I…I attached the wrong file,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It was never meant for anyone.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I felt the faint heat of his body. “Yet you described everything with such precision. The way my voice would sound against your ears, how my fingers would feel sliding underneath your skirt while you tried so desperately to maintain your composure.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the rapid rise of my chest. “Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very o

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

My pussy wouldn’t stop oozing out juice, I could feel my wetness and the eagerness that rocked me so much that I couldn’t bring myself to keep waiting and so, I wiggled, begging Jaxon with my hips. I wanted to feel the desire that came with having sex. I've watched a lot of p**n and I yearned to be as full as those girls in the videos. A whimper escaped my lips as I felt one finger force its way inside me, causing me to bury my face deeper into Selene’s pussy and just at that moment, a voice caused me to stop. “You don’t get to have all the fun, Jaxon.” I looked up and saw three other men whose faces looked exactly like Jaxon, they were all the same height and size but had different eye colo

I said and walked towards the door where he was leaning. “You asked me how good sex is with your mom. Don't you want an answer?” He said with a shrug. “Fine. Make it quick, I need to go dress up” “Good. So it's never about how good she is. It's about how good her men are.” “Wh—what do you mean?” I raised a brow at him “She wants the good stuff. And men want something to penetrate. It's a win-win situation. And the best part, it's for free. So she can afford to have as many men as she can handle.”

We finally slowed down, bodies trembling and spent on the soaked massage table. My chest heaved as the last powerful waves of my orgasm faded. Mia lay on one side of me, Sophia on the other. All three of us were a complete mess of warm oil, sweat, and sticky cum. The thick scent of sex hung heavy in the air, mixing with vanilla and jasmine until it felt intoxicating. My skin tingled everywhere. My pussy still throbbed gently, swollen and satisfied.