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She keeps rubbing up against me, and I know I'm supposed to be swimming, but I think I might drown us both if I try to swim with her rubbing her pussy against me like that. Her breathing turns a little heavy as she rubs up against me faster, pushing down a little harder.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

We both got excited by that and knew we'd both have fun doing it again that night. Over the next few weeks we memorized that magazine and shared the books. Old 70's smut fiction wasn't very good but to innocent teens it was the most exciting thing ever. We'd had a few sleepovers and she'd bring the magazine with her and we'd swap the books back and forth. By this time we'd given up being shy and would openly play with our nipples through our tops as we read and talked about "would you?" situations. I was thrilled doing this with her watching and doing it too. (to this day I love mutual masturbation without touching each other, just watching and being watched and talking about it!) The next w

~ ◆◆◆ Trigger Warnings ◆◆◆ ~ This is an erotic dark romance / BDSM collection featuring explicit power-exchange dynamics between a dominant CEO and a previously inexperienced submissive. The stories contains intense, detailed smut and explores themes that may be disturbing or triggering for some readers. Major content warnings include: - Explicit graphic sexual content (detailed BDSM scenes, oral sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, orgasm control/denial, edging, spanking, light impact play with a whip, face-fucking, cum play, marking, overstimulation)

As if his presence isn't enough, now I am even more turned on. I squeeze my thighs together, shifting uncomfortably in the chair. "I'm sorry sir." "Sorry?" He slowly makes his way towards me, his eyes still fixed on me and making all my senses flare. I can smell his cologne, a thick mix of chocolate, spirit and cashmere. He stops right in front of me, his form completely enveloping mine. "Do you think sorry will take away the images you've planted in my head? Images of your tight, little cunt?"

"But I like it." I stepped back and I leaned arching my spine and pushing my breasts out, knowing he had a perfect view of my cleavage. "I'm not teasing, Damien," I said, my voice steady and sure. "I want you. I want you to see me, to touch me, to take me right here on this desk." "I'm your sister's husband" he tried to reason but I pulled him closer and made my breast bounced again. His eyes roamed over my body, "Your lips," he said, his voice a growl. "That red lipstick... it's driving me crazy."

Sophia scooped some of the mixed cream onto her fingers and fed it to Lauren, both women moaning at the taste. I was parked in a quiet lot, cock out, stroking furiously to the entire live show. The sight of my wife eating another man’s cum from her friend’s pussy, then fucking her senseless with a strap-on, pushed me over the edge multiple times. I came hard into napkins, tasting my own cum experimentally, my mind spinning with filthy new possibilities. As the women dressed and kissed goodbye, I sat there breathing heavily, cock still half-hard. I had a decision to make..but for now, I was hooked on the show. My secret cameras had opened a door I wasn’t sure I wanted to close.

Please exit this material immediately if you are not of legal age. This book is Rated 18+ for the following elements: Explicit sex scenes Mature language and erotic dialogue Adult themes including lust, fantasy, and casual sexual relationships Short, high-heat scenarios designed for quick adult entertainment Every story within this book is crafted with the intention of delivering steamy, unapologetic, and fast-paced erotica that satisfies the instant cravings of readers who enjoy stories of spontaneous passion, taboo indulgences, and sexually charged interactions. The characters, settings, and scenarios are fictional and meant for escapism—not intended to reflect or encourage real-life behav

Ch 26 E/S mutual mastudbation. Voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk. Dom ub dynamics. Prise and derogatory speaking. remote domination Dmitri He watches the Livestream and sees her start it as usual, sliding her ands against er body in sinewy motions. He is mesmerized by the movements buu doesn't start jacking off yet. Hhe likesthe delaty. Se asks I'm what tool she should use. And e realises se isn't easing tee audience but is expecting him to answer. Hhe says none. He wants her to use her fingers.

There were various poses, none of them displaying her pussy because her legs were crossed; it was the one classy thing about the pictures. She was surrounded by a variety of models, male and female, all displaying themselves. They were naked. The men’s cocks were erect. Kisses were exchanged between men and women, women and women, men and men. Fingers curled around and into sex organs. Penetration of all orifices was shown, penetration by fingers and cocks and toys. All the slaves surrounding Solange had nipple rings, male and female. Solange pulled the reference photos from the booklet and scattered them over the table. “You can see what I’m looking for, can’t you?”