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CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, group sex (MMF), and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised—triggers for size difference, intense power play, and heat-induced frenzy. CHAPTER ONE "I fucking need it," Selene was begging as she flailed around on the floor, touching herself intimately. "I fucking need a cock now," she demanded. She looked crazed with lust as her eyes devoured the two wolves, licking her lips as she continued to paw roughly at her own flesh. In fact, just moments before, she had spread her thighs wide open to give them a show as she jammed several fingers up inside herself and mewled with

I created a website that matched people with others who have nasty fantasies, then I hacked into her phone and tweaked her algorithm so that the website would pop up on her search engine in the form of ads. As expected, she took the bait and signed up on the website. Unfortunately, each time she started an application for a sexual adventure, she always ended up chickening out and canceling her request. This went on for about three years, and I get crossing my fingers and waiting for the day she’d give in. By some miracle, she finally completed her request and I was over the moon, I had three bottles of my finest whiskey to celebrate, especially since she requested three men. I wasn’t surpris

I then logged into her computer, her password was actually Kevin2000, duh, I'd been a Y2K baby, and searched everywhere. Unlike mine, which would have two-thirds of the computer full of p**n, she had none. Which is what I would have expected before last weekend. Yet, her search history was more interesting. This month she had been to the erotica site Literotica; she had also been on Pornhub, a lesbian site Girlsway, and a site called Naughty America. I learned she had subscriptions to the latter two, which explained why she didn't have any p**n hidden away on her computer... she could just watch it on the websites.

I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

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Secretly, I want to pull his luscious lips back to me, but our relationship must remain a secret. Too many people already know. I don’t want more to find out. A soft, hearty chuckle spills from him as he leans back upright and glances down at his own script. “I don’t know if I can stop myself and do nothing.” Pleasure rushes through me and my body stirs to life at his deep and sexy voice. My mind races through the various naughty things we can do while working in a secluded corner. There are many dark corners here.

My husband was starting to get suspicious about my relationship with them, and I couldn’t risk him finding out. I certainly couldn’t let him know that I was still fucking my childhood friends. It all began eight years ago on a drunken night at a bonfire party, when I first had sex with Thomas, Charles, and Alex. Ever since then, I hadn’t been able to get enough of their thick, black cocks. I reached out with both hands, taking Thomas’s thick, heavy cock in one and Alex’s in the other. I stroked Thomas with my right hand, Alex with my left, while I leaned forward and took the head of Charles’s cock into my mouth.

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.

She looked like a female assassin right now. A vixen. “There is this website where you can actually go online and look for anyone to pretend to be your boyfriend, your husband and all. You only need to pay them for their service and they will do a good job.” Thelma explained and I didn't even have to ask her how she knew about a website like this. “So here.” She said and showed me the profiles of good-looking men. “They all have good ratings which is why I would advise that we pick from here,” Thelma said and began to scroll until my eyes caught the one that seemed to fit the role perfectly.

MIA Running with Alex always gets me going. Three years dating, sharing an apartment in Silver Lake, and we're still stupid for each other—but we never pretended we could be satisfied with just us. We're both mid-twenties, both bi, both get off on the thrill of extra bodies. We bring people home when the spark hits, fuck them together, swap stories if it's separate. Threesomes are the best—another hard cock sliding in while Alex watches me moan, or him getting filled while I grind on his face. It's messy, loud, perfect. No guilt, just heat.