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“No young lady, until you accept to give to the orphans, there’ll be no sex for you” “I don’t want sex, all I ask for is a quickie. Just the tip" She replied, licking his neck lazily as her hand found his buckle. His limp shaft revived immediately and hot arousal shot through him. His hand found her hook and with a little snap, he released her white, huge breasts. He dug his face into them, earning a moan and laugh from Isabelle who stroked his shaft lightly. "Stop, you still haven't agreed" Alessandro moved back slightly and she pouted with a frown, drawing him closer.

He even left the door wide open, like he wanted me to see. Wait. Is this a trap? I took a step backward, my face set into a stern expression as I tried to hide the fact that I needed something to fill me up. My pussy was throbbing uncontrollably and it was getting painful. Xavier walked up to me, took my fingers that still glistened from the wetness of my pussy and sucked them into his mouth with a loud pop. My thighs clenched. Those pink lips sucked on my fingers with an intensity that made my legs weak. He bit it gently, and then licked like it was his favorite lollipop, making the pain to highlight the pleasure.

He knew she wouldn’t be able to refuse him, not when she was leaking. It had been four months since Mara last had sex, four months of her husband leaving her to her device while he did whatever he wanted, without caring about his wife. Her lips parted, but nothing came out. The word ‘brother’ lodged in her throat, too heavy, too true to speak. They both knew they shouldn’t be doing this, but were too deep to stop. Matt smiled, dipping his head, knowing he had won the battle. He licked a broad, slow stripe from the underside of her breast up to the damp fabric of her bra, tasting the salt of her sweat, the sweet tang of milk that had seeped through.

With me. I’m the mastermind here. Tonight is Family Sexcapade, Season 1. After a long shower, I slipped into a thin, see-through top—my best pink one—and a mini skirt that barely covered half my thighs. If you looked closely, you could see my bare chest, and the rest was pure seduction. Exactly what I needed to turn Kalvin on. He’d either fuck me, or I’d fuck him. Either way, a fucking scene was about to happen in his apartment.

There was a huge assortment of condoms on display, and with no one around to throw me dirty looks, I was able to browse instead of just grabbing the first box I laid eyes on. Who knew there was so much to choose from when it came to protection? There was fruit-scented one and others that were ribbed and studded that claimed to be 'for her pleasure', some claiming to be so thin that you will think you're not even wearing one at all, glow in the dark and even ones with snake skin patterns printed on them. I felt like I stood there forever, mulling over the decision, picking up one box then putting it back in favour of another, but in the end I decided to go with the ribbed pack, hoping it live

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Mike pushed as hard as he could making them both grunt in extreme pleasure. "...faster..." She begged wanting him to give her his all. Mike went faster and harder against her vagina as they both began panting and sweating all over each other. After 45 minutes of intense hardcore sex, they both reached their climax screaming each others name as their juices went all over each other. Mike thrusted hard against her vagina allowing all of his juices to run over the walls of her vagina. Pulling out, Mike laid on the couch next to her trying to catch their breath.

“Listen… I need to tell you something. I started working at a club. I know I didn’t tell you but I needed t step up my sex game.” She then stared at me like expecting a reaction, but I gave none. “Not the kind you’re thinking. It’s private, exclusive, for people who pay to feel like they’ve got power. And for girls who wanna take some of that power back.” I frowned, not really understanding, my head still too heavy from crying. “Cassie…” She squeezed my hand tighter. “You’ve been ripped apart. You need something that gives you back control. Something that makes you feel like you’re not just his leftovers. Maybe that’s what you need, Leo. To reclaim yourself.”

I was already standing right in front of Hendrix when I turned to look at her. Her lips are shaking, wanting to halt me from doing what’s on my mind, but she can’t. For she gave me her word that I can choose any man I want. And it’s Hendrix I chose. I positioned myself to fit on Hendrix’s lap. He was a bit hesitant to let me not until I placed my hands on his nape, pulling his body closer to mine. His chiseled chest met my boobs. “It seems like you’re affected,” I whispered to Hendrix, slowly grinding my butt on right on his cock.

He’d only seen Lexi. That laugh had gotten inside him then, and there was no getting it out. “Better come in then,” he told her. He took her bag from her and indulged himself when she moved ahead of him, allowing his fingers to graze the small of her back. Tyler loved sex. His appetite was intense, and his preferences more so. He loved women. He loved the journey of it, the breathless distance between a flirtatious look and shaking, screaming woman clamped down hard on his cock while she came for the third time.