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"Now, control is in my hands. Because you have ruined my fun time. You should replace it with your body." "Ah yeah, didn't you come to sell your body to me?" Alexander mocked as he walked closer to Cassandra. The man confidently showed off his naked body. Cassandra felt disgusted; she was disgusted to see Alexander's manhood hanging freely without a cover. 'Damn it, this crazy man has gone too far.' "Take off your clothes and quickly get into bed. I want to know how sexy your body is." Alexander stared lecherously at Cassandra while pointing his gun. "Um, I forgot. You come from a small town where the majority of people still adhere to norms. And I heard that your beloved boyfriend is also a

He hadn’t spoken to Douglas in years, but that hadn’t seemed to bother his old friend. They’d talked for quite some time about Rowena and her situation. Douglas had convinced him to trust that she knew what she needed and had recommended ‘Healing Sex: The Right Approach to Healing Sexual Trauma’ a book that encourages women recovering from sexual abuse to live a normal sexual life again and teaches them how to say ‘yes’ to their own sexual desires and on their own terms. He’d bought it immediately and had been racing through it, trying to nail down a game plan before contacting Rowena. There was no doubt… He’d be consulting it frequently and he wasn’t even halfway through.

“I’ve only given you two loads each so far. I’m not leaving until every single one of your greedy little cunts is completely ruined and overflowing with my seed. Get on your backs again, legs up to your shoulders. I’m going to breed all three of you back-to-back in one final marathon. No pulling out. No mercy. I want your wombs packed so full you’ll be leaking for days.” The girls moaned like broken whores and quickly obeyed. They lay side by side on the floor, pulling their knees all the way to their chests and spreading their legs as wide as possible. Three dripping, cum-filled pussies were presented to him like offerings — Emma’s fat, creamy hole, Mia’s tight petite slit, and Zoe’s long-l

ARC 14: NEW AVALON WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, intense non-consensual and dub-con scenarios, heavy power imbalance, bondage spanking, degradation, humiliation, edging, orgasm control, rough sex, fingering, oral, creampie psychological domination and mind-break elements All set in a superpowered world P.S- This is a new setting entirely and isn't related to the sensory overlord world. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to raw, unrestrained dark erotic fiction that explores twisted desire without limits.

I can see the disappointed expression on his face "I know, you must not understand what partner sex is, right?!" "I know, Sex friends." He answered my question correctly, his voice sounded sad "That's right, you're smart huh." He hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder "So warm." he said making my heart very touched, my hands tightened the hug around his waist. We hugged warmly in the toilet waiting for the pain in my hole to go away, then I fell fast asleep in his warm embrace which made me very calm.

My legs trembled, but he didn’t stop, thrusting faster, his breath hot and ragged against my ear. “Goddamn, you’re so wet,” he grunted, his hands bruising my hips. He kept going, his cock sliding in and out, slick with my juices, and I knew he was close, his thrusts getting harder, more desperate. The room smelled like sex, the couch creaking under us, and I never wanted it to end.

Lena sat on the couch across from us, legs spread wide, three fingers buried deep in her own pussy, masturbating furiously as she watched her best friend get used. “Look at her,” Lena moaned, eyes glassy with lust. “My married best friend tied up and gagged like a cheap whore while three men she barely knows use her body. Mark is sitting right behind that door, probably jerking his tiny dick, while his wife is getting her cunt eaten like a fucking buffet.” Jax added a third finger, stretching me open as he sucked my clit like a vacuum. I came violently, squirting all over his face and the table, my muffled screams barely contained by the gag.

“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.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

A business contract signed and sealed, finished with a dick. They have a portfolio of women who want to make money for their first sexual experience. All I had to know was which one paid the most. Matthew takes his cut off ten percent, but after that, it varies with the customer. He told me that some girls had sold for over six figures because the demand had been great. He wouldn't accept anything less than ten grand, after all, we were offering something of a lifetime. His clientele were fucking wealthy bastards who enjoy paying for something exclusive.