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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.

His voice came out slow, but commanding as always as he kept panting. I crossed my tongue around my lips, licking his semen around it “nnngghhhh… you look so fucking sexy doing that” Melvin growled in front of me. “Move, it's my turn.” Kelvin snorted. Melvin falls over to the side, still panting, a little steady now, as Kelvin quickly places himself between my thighs. He rubs his semen scattered on my face roughly like it's a face cream. “Fuck, you're beautiful. Now, open wide for me”

Turned into nothing but a set of three sloppy fuckholes for superior cocks and cunts. That’s why I signed up for the private studio. The website was hidden deep on the dark web, invitation-only for the most depraved. “Ultimate Flesh Factory – No Limits, No Safewords, Pure Corruption.” They filmed the filthiest scenes imaginable for an exclusive audience of billionaires who jerked off to real taboo destruction. I filled out the form with shaking fingers, listing every disgusting fantasy I had: incest roleplay, breeding, bukkake, choking, slapping, piss play, anal gaping, fisting, cum inflation. I ticked every box. When they replied confirming my slot for a six-person gangbang, I nearly came o

I searched the internet for help on how to read myself of the curse. The truth found me. I was hungry…not for sex with a man but a specific fantasy that involved three men. I touched myself to videos that played my fantasy, let my mind get creative. It wasn’t until days ago that I found a place in my city. Turns out for a good price, you can live out your fantasies. And now, I was a free woman…ready to walk down the aisle without feeling like a horny wreck. “All done.” the stylist announced. I glanced at my reflection on the vanity mirror..

I want to pound Carina so badly that she’ll regret leaving me behind, hanging with nothing. A list of thumbnails with sexy positions and beautiful women flood before me. By just merely seeing tits and pussies before Iget hard. I scroll the screen while as I look for the best one. I stop scanning the selection when I spot a hot blonde bombshell with a body of a p**n star masturbating on the screen. I click the window and play the flick.

Sasha lowered her pussy onto Abegail’s waiting mouth. Abegail’s world narrowed to sensations. The weight of Sasha on her face, the taste of her on her tongue. The relentless, pounding drive of Kael’s cock splitting her open, hitting a spot deep inside that made her see stars. The slap of Leo’s balls against her chin. She was a vessel for their pleasure, and in turn, her own pleasure spiraled higher, coiling tighter than before.

He unzipped his pants, freeing his thick, hard and long cock. He stroked himself slowly, stepping closer. “You want it, Layla?” She nodded eagerly, spreading her legs wider. “Yes… please.” Felix didn’t make her wait. He gripped his thick cock and rubbed the swollen head up and down her dripping slit, coating himself in her juices and the remnants of her orgasm. Layla leaned back on her elbows on the kitchen island, watching with heavy-lidded eyes as he teased her entrance. “Tell me how bad you want it,” he commanded, voice rough.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.