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Every woman I had ever tried to be with ended up crying in pain, passing out before I could even get halfway inside, or bleeding so badly I had to call private doctors to patch them up. My own body felt like a heavy curse. I'm forty-three years old, extremely wealthy, and feared by everyone in the city, yet I couldn't even have normal, simple sex. The furthest any woman could ever go was using her mouth, and even then, most of them choked, gagged, or gave up after just a few minutes because my dick was just too thick for their throats. Things got so bad that women almost died on me.

he growled. “But before then, I need to prep you” he rasped and got down, lying on his back. “Come lie on me and suck me well or forget about getting bricked by this cock today” he rasped out, veins coating his thighs and shoulders. I scrambled over him, my face inhaling the musky smell of sex on his cock, and shivering. I felt hot all over knowing four other hard men were watching us and the desire to give them a show burned high in me.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I said and walked towards the door where he was leaning. “You asked me how good sex is with your mom. Don't you want an answer?” He said with a shrug. “Fine. Make it quick, I need to go dress up” “Good. So it's never about how good she is. It's about how good her men are.” “Wh—what do you mean?” I raised a brow at him “She wants the good stuff. And men want something to penetrate. It's a win-win situation. And the best part, it's for free. So she can afford to have as many men as she can handle.”

"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

I nodded, biting my lip. He pushed in. He was big. There was a moment of stretching, of burning fullness, then he was seated to the hilt. A long, low groan tore from his chest. "Oh, God, Claire. You feel... incredible." He began to move. Slow, deep, powerful strokes. The others watched, their hands on their own cocks, stroking in time. Ben leaned over and took my nipple back into his mouth. Derek whispered filthy encouragements in my ear. Leo kissed and licked my stomach. Ethan watched, his hand on my cheek, his eyes blazing with a possessive pride that made my heart clench even as another man fucked me.

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♡

Six men now formed a loose half-circle around us—Marcus, Ryan, Jake, Chris, Derek, and Alex—their eyes dark with focused hunger. I could smell them. A mix of cologne, clean sweat, and that deeper masculine scent that made my mouth water. My nipples strained visibly against the thin black fabric, and I didn’t bother hiding it. Instead, I let my thighs part just a little wider, the hem of my dress riding higher until the lace edge of my panties was almost visible. “You’re trembling,” Marcus murmured against my ear, his lips brushing the sensitive spot just below it. His breath was hot, sending goosebumps racing down my arms. “Still excited?”

He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

THEMES: Blackmail, Reluctance, Manipulative Coercion, Security room, Unconscious Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Forced Subduing, Trickery, Harsh treatment, Belittling, Nonconsensual KINKS: Rough sex, Intense Spanking, Hair pulling, Forced Blowjob, Degradation, Dirty talk, Lewd dirty name calling LENA'S POV I cry out, my body bouncing on the high stool while he fucks me brutally, his hips snapping forward, his cock stretching me wider than Derek's.