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My entrance is slick and plump with arousal, he licks his lips. “Don't keep staring when you can taste it” I say under my breath, my chest rising and falling as the shirt falls off my shoulder. “Holy shit” Sam curses under his breath, he brings up his fingers to trace my slick folds, his face full of hunger. He knows how to make me feel beautiful. Just his passionate stare and the raw hunger in his eyes makes me weak. “Can I touch myself and eat at the same?“ He asks and my pussy clenches at the request.

And I really feel like a dumb bitch. I politely thank the delivery man as I receive the package. I look for any confidential note but find nothing, so I unwrap it. As I open the package, my eyes go wide, so wide that they might fall out of my face anytime. I heard a lot about it but never read it. The book of sexual pleasure, Kama Sutra. Kama Sutra is one of the great classics of erotica, renowned for its detailed advice on love and lovemaking. It's an Indian Sanskrit book that is translated into English.

“Cover those pretty tits.” Matt pulled out with a wet pop. Scarlett sat up quickly, eyes dark with lust. She cupped her heavy breasts together, pushing them up, nipples glistening. Matt stroked himself twice, desperate…and came with a guttural groan. Thick ropes of cum erupted across her chest, painting pale skin in pearly streaks. Some landed directly on her hard nipples, dripping down in slow rivulets. Scarlett moaned low, rubbing the warm fluid into her skin with slow, sensual circles, smearing it over her breasts and collarbones while watching them both.

his breath was heavier “Like a slut” I felt myself get wetter as green eyes finished the words for him. They seem to notice the impact of that title on me, because the next instant Brown hair was right in my face. “Are you a slut?” I parted my lips yet the only sound that escaped were soft breaths. He nudged me, “Say it…” “I…” My chest was thumping hard, blood racing yet I couldn’t speak…maybe from excitement. Brown smirked, “Of course you’re a slut. Only a slut would agree to be locked up in a room with strange men, begging to me fucked senseless.”

LUCA; I'm obsessed with my gym partner. Utterly and completely obsessed. And no, not in a platonic way. In an erotic, filthy and sinful way. His name is Ethan. Yes, I'm fucking straight. The mere idea of another man touching me in that manner, was repulsive to say the least. Should be a disgusting.... demonic act. I detested the thought of it...but it was such a shame that I had no control of my body's reaction. Of my thoughts. They were filthy and borderline pornographic on the things I imagined he'd do to me, or the things I'd would love to explore with him.

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His hips jerked with each spurt his hand milking every drop watching it cover me. I watched him come the sight pushing my orgasm longer my fingers rubbing my clit slow now drawing it out feeling his cum warm thick on my skin. “So much,” I whispered reaching down to rub it in spreading it over my breasts and stomach marking myself with him feeling dirty and owned. Rune breathed hard watching me play with his cum his cock twitching still half hard at the sight. “You are fucking perfect,” he said, leaning in to kiss me deep, tasting my mouth slow now, the urgency fading but the heat still there.

A low, approving growl rumbled in his chest. “Fucking drenched,” he murmured, voice thick with lust. He folded the evidence of my arousal neatly, then walked over to his desk drawer, opened it, and tucked my panties inside like a trophy. The drawer clicked shut. He turned back to me with a dark, satisfied smile. “Good. Now get back to work, little slut. I’ll be keeping these close.” The rest of the day became a slow, exquisite descent into hell and heaven at the same time.

“My screaming slut, milking my cock. Scream louder, make Sophie’s lies disappear.” Eva screamed, “Aaah! Oh god!” Her body trembled, and pleasure surged fast. “I’m cumming,” she screamed, “Ohhh, god!” Her thighs shook hard, and her climax hit like a wave. “Harder, please!” “Cum,” Hayes growled. He spanked her, his cock thrust faster, and his lips sucked her clamped nipple. “Soak my cock, my wet bitch. Drench me.”

Amara bit her lip hard, trying not to make noise. The other girls were watching through the big window; Sophia and Riley, faces pressed close, and eyes wide. Daniel turned the vibe higher. Her hips twitched. She hated it. Her body started getting wet anyway, the squelching sound loud in the quiet room. “See that?” he said, loud enough for the others to hear. “Doctor’s cunt likes being opened up.” Amara shook her head, tears leaking through . “I hate you.” “Good.” He left the speculum in and the vibe buzzing while he unzipped his pants. His cock came out, thick and heavy. He stroked it a couple times, then climbed between her spread legs. The stirrups kept her wide open for him and gaping.