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My mind screamed yes, more, fuck me right here on this couch where Jake sits every night. He broke the kiss, breathing heavy, forehead pressed to mine. “We shouldn’t… but goddamn, I’ve wanted this too. Those little shorts you wear around the house, bending over in front of me. Teasing me every damn time.” I laughed softly, wild and needy, nipping at his bottom lip. “Then take it. Jake’s gone all day. We’re alone. Touch me like you mean it.” I shoved his hand inside my shorts, past my panties, letting his thick fingers slide through my slick folds. Two pushed inside me easy, curling just right, and I cried out, clenching around them. So full already.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

“Dare.” “Touch my cock. Over my shorts first.” The air thickened. Jake’s hand moved lower, cupping the growing bulge in Tyler’s shorts. He could feel the heat, the hardness. Tyler let out a soft groan. “Fuck… keep going.” They kept escalating. Shirts came off completely. Shorts followed. Soon both were naked, cocks hard and leaking. Tyler dared Jake to stroke him. Jake wrapped his hand around Tyler’s thick, veined cock, slightly bigger than his own, and pumped slowly, watching Tyler’s face.

My friend, Alex, is slightly shorter and skinnier than I am; again with blonde hair and a few muscles here and there. A few weeks ago, I spent the weekend at Alex’s beach house. One thing led to another and we ended up spending the night having steamy hot sex in the shower. It felt amazing and I keep going back to it in my mind over and over again. I’m not really attracted to guys in general, but Alex is a different story. He turns me on more than any girl ever has, and now I masturbate more over him than anyone else. I can’t help but regret having sex with Alex; it was gay sex after all, and I had always pictured myself to grow up to be straight as an arrow. I had decided to let things cool

he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth. “Ah, fuck yes. Don't stop that,” I breathed helplessly, loving the way my insides burned with need. Ace kept at his current movement, not relenting with the push and pull of my seam. My breathing fastened and my eyes closed as I focused on the way my shorts rubbed against my slits. “Ah–ah, please please, I'm–” Before the words could escape my lips, Ace released his grip on my seam, spanking me right after. My core clenched and unclenched as the wave of disappointment crashed over my body.

When they saw each other they both laughed and looked at each other very mischievously, then Raquel told her: -Yes, yes, yes of course, of course I have and I have had my little gray hairs in the air, but all without any commitment and with certain conditions, that I set myself. -So how's that, let's see, I'm curious. -A well, first of all that he's not married and that, just like me, he doesn't want any commitment and you know, but I haven't fallen in love so it's just been sex and nothing more than sex.

Maxwell followed suit, spilling his seed all over my lips and face. I collapsed onto the bed, sweaty, messy, wrecked, and dripping with cum. All my muscles and nerves felt sore, my pussy throbbing, my legs couldn't stop trembling with aftershocks. I had no idea, sex felt this good, shouldn't have waited till now. Just when I thought it was over, the brothers switched positions. Ethan slammed his lips against mine, hands fiddling with my breast while whispering into my ear, “This is just the beginning.”

My pussy clenched around nothing, a fresh stream of wetness leaking out as my legs shook violently against the bed. "I'm going to ask you again," He whispered staring at his juice covered palm. "Did you go through my stuff?" “I… I looked through your stuff. I saw the toys and the pictures.” I whimpered my voice cracking. Sameal nodded slowly, a dark smile tugging at his lips. “Good girl for telling the truth. Now touch yourself. Show me how you were playing with that greedy little cunt.” My hand trembled as I reached down and slowly I started circling my clit with two fingers. I was slow at first but my pace began to increase.

My knees felt weak I could have happily fallen asleep on Selina's wonderful breasts. “Wonderful” said the teacher. “Now it's time for our last two couples Jenny and Mark, Catherine and Tony. Selina extracted herself from beneath me and I lay like a limp used rag on the floor. Mark and Tony lifted me up and placed me over one of the desks. Mark slapped my bottom and I yelped. Tony walked around to my mouth. He unzipped his flies and his cock dropped out in front of my face. I felt Mark ease himself into my sopping wet cunt. I moaned with pleasure, he felt good. I heard my pussy slurping as he began to pump me hard. My bottom wobbled and my body was pressed hard into the wooden desk. Tony edge

Damien leaned in closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he spoke. “Be a good girl and spread your legs for me, Serena. Don’t make me ask twice.” My legs slowly fell open again, almost like they had a mind of their own. My hands were shaking as I slid one back between my thighs, gently rubbing my swollen, aching clit. Damien watched every movement with hungry eyes. “Louder,” he ordered. “Moan like you were before. I want to hear how much of a needy little slut you really are.” A broken whimper escaped my lips as I pushed two fingers inside my soaked hole, slowly pumping them in and out while rubbing my clit with my other hand. This is just like the books I read… am I not lucky?