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"I can see your smile. Fuck! you love this, don’t you? Your tits feel like fucking heaven wrapped around my cock. Look at how they bounce, all flushed and needy." He reached down, pinching one nipple hard, making her gasp as he continued to slide through her cleavage. The erotic sight of his thick shaft disappearing into her soft flesh, emerging shiny and slick, drove him wild, the taboo act making her drip onto the floor beneath her. Unable to hold back, Adam pushed her gently but firmly, her back hitting the counter behind her with a soft thud. He came down over her, capturing one nipple in his hot mouth. He sucked hard, teeth grazing the sensitive bud as his tongue lashed it relentlessly.

Something aching to be molded. I met him in my Tuesday night workshop. "Erotics of Language"—a curated space for writers who wanted to learn how to use sensuality in storytelling. Most came in with curiosity or thinly veiled hunger. He came in with a notebook gripped like a lifeline and questions trembling on his lips. I noticed him in the third session. He waited until everyone had left to speak to me. “I—um—can I ask you something… off the record?” I folded my arms, tilted my head. “You just did.”

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my swollen clit. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I obeyed, releasing my bitten lip as I circled my clit faster. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me despite my best efforts. The wet sounds of my fingers filled the room, making everything feel even more degrading.

"Sex is always... boring with him so I never cum. I've been faking my orgasm since we got married." Seraphine felt the sweet sensation stop. Perhaps he was shocked. Maybe. The feather continued its maddening path, tracing the outline of her labia, dipping slightly into her entrance before retreating. Her muscles tensed, straining against the cuffs. "I'm tired of pleasuring myself... I want a rough fuck by a real man," she continued, the words pouring out of her now, fueled by the teasing and the darkness. He clicked his tongue, the sound sharp in the quiet room. "Interesting wishes whore"

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The woman's holes gaped when he pulled back slightly, clenching visibly before he plunged in again, forcing another gush that soaked the furniture. Lara's gaze flickered over just in time to catch another scene unfolding a few feet away, two guys locked in a heated 69 on the floor, their muscular bodies tangled and slick with sweat. One was on top, his mouth engulfing the bottom guy's cock in deep, throat-bulging sucks, bobbing with enthusiastic slurps while his own shaft disappeared into the bottom guy's eager mouth. They deep-throated each other without mercy, gagging noises mixing with hums of pleasure, and balls resting on chins as they took every inch, but the real kicker was the girl s

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

he murmured against her flesh, the vibration adding another layer of sensation. His fingers established a steady pace, pushing deeper with each stroke while his tongue continued its relentless attention. Wendy's breathing became ragged, her body tensing as pleasure built within her. Just as she approached the edge, Felix slowed his movements, drawing back slightly. "Not yet," he murmured, looking up to meet her frustrated gaze. "I want to savor this." He withdrew his fingers only to replace them with his tongue, pushing it inside her. The change in sensation made Wendy cry out, one hand flying to her mouth to stifle the sound.

“I am all for teaching you, outside, Claire. If that is your thing.” “W-What? N-No,” I flushed, aware that he had only been teasing, yet unable to help myself. What on earth was I doing? I had asked myself that question two days ago, when I signed up on the Erotic Tutor website. The thought of an absolute stranger helping me be less frigid– as my ex had so graciously put it– was terrifying. Exciting, yes, but still terrifying. What if he is a serial killer? I nibbled on my bottom lip, eyeing him. What had he meant by when the lesson was learnt?