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Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

She said, “You know your brother thinks you’re gay? I laughed, “He didn’t think that when we were kids and he beat my skinny ass because he thought I was messing with one of his girlfriends!” “Your brother is a funny guy. You know, we ‘swing’ sometimes with other couples. These are usually like orgies, but Jim started getting jealous and would only let me get it on with women he was fucking or he would pick men and have me get on my knees and suck their cocks. I lost interest now, so it’s me and my vibrator.” She laughed heartily and swiped a hand across her crotch. Then she got dressed in her sweaters and coat and rushed out, yelling over her shoulder she needed to get her “brats.”

She’d decided to have one of those Pleasure Parties with the girls to embarrass Dana with the toys and stuff. All the boxes and displays were opened by the hostess. The girls giggled and laughed at the dildos and vibrators in various shapes and sizes. They turned out the lights for a demo of glow in the dark toys. They even had a condom blow-up contest that Leslie won. This was no surprise to most, being she was by far the slut of the bunch with a reputation for an infatuation with giving blow-jobs. The oils and creams were the most interesting. They applied them to each other and felt the textures and feeling of the lotions.

/LUKE/ I sat on the edge of my small bed, staring at the walls. It had been three days since I left Chase’s luxury apartment, and I had finally stopped trying to lie to myself. I wasn't gay—I still liked girls—but I had officially experienced what I could only call a hole awakening. I wanted Chase’s dick. More than that, I wanted to feel the weight of his balls slapping violently against my ass cheeks just like I had seen in his bedroom.

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

Lia’s legs were still trembling as she slipped out of the restroom and hurried back to her last class. Ethan’s cum continued to leak down her inner thighs, soaking her ruined panties. Every step made her hyper-aware of the soreness between her legs and the filthy secret she now carried. She kept her head down, glasses slightly askew, cheeks burning. No one could possibly know… right? But she knew. And she couldn’t stop replaying it. Her pussy clenched at the memory, sending another trickle of his seed down her skin.

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

Soon they were standing on opposite sides of his big old-fashioned bed. Karen was thinking of Mallory and Armina in the mews, imagining her taking his cock in her mouth and sucking it till he came. At the same time she remembered her nights in the Dower House when first Armina and then Celine had awakened her to the wonders of lesbian sex. She was burning, steamy, nectar escaping from her love-hole to make a wet patch on her breeches.

I did it again today. I visited my girlfriend at work. Reprobate writer seeks innocent Melanie for backseat naughtiness in underground parking lot. Yes, I’ve been wicked again. Spank me, Jesus. Before this gets too confusing, what with “blow jobs” in the title, let me clarify: I’m a woman, Mela- nie’s a woman—we’re a lesbian couple—but while I’m a woman with a pussy, my girlfriend’s a woman with a cock. She’s trans, hence the mention of blow jobs. So that’s one mystery solved.