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The thought made her even hornier, but she kept her hands on her notebook and stayed still. The frustration built. Her pussy clenched around nothing, begging for something inside it. She could feel her juices leaking out, making the inside of her thighs slippery. Professor Kane walked across the front of the room, gesturing at the whiteboard. Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing.

While the rest of the class was still grinding, I flipped my textbook over and started sketching on the blank back cover. I drew her exactly how I pictured her at night completely naked. Those big, heavy tits hanging with dark, stiff nipples. Tiny waist flaring out to wide hips and that thick, juicy ass. I shaded her pussy nice and puffy, a little drip running down her thigh. Underneath I wrote “Professor Margaret Hale” in clean letters and added a small arrow pointing at her cunt that said “Needs this dick.” I was adding more detail to her spread thighs when I felt her stop right beside my desk. Her perfume hit me first, something expensive and feminine. I didn’t look up. Just kept shading

Steam filled the small space as he pressed her back against the cool tiles. His mouth claimed hers again, hungry and demanding, while his hands roamed greedily over her wet skin to cup the breasts he couldn't seem to get enough of. He squeezed her hard nipples until she moaned into his kiss, before one of his thick thighs slid between her legs and pressed up against her pussy. Dalia ground against it shamelessly, already soaked and yearning for more. Levi broke the kiss and dropped to his knees on the wet tile, lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and spread her open. His tongue found her clit instantly, licking slowly and firmly till she was quivering and dripping on his face.

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.

It’s like whenever I smell her fragrance, my cock always reacts. I touched her left boob while I played the other one through my tongue. I did it like it is my favorite thing to do, a passion that’s natural within me. My lips ran on her abdomen through her pussy. I clenched my jaw because of how addicting her pussy is. It is so fucking fresh and wet. “Come on, Steve. Eat it already…” My gaze shifted to her, and I saw her looking down at me, her eyes narrowed, licking her red cherry lips.

he responded, whipping his head around in my direction. "Okay, check them,” I ordered. I buried my face down and ran my eyes through the books, then I saw one that caught my attention. "Realms of the Shifting Shadows: Tales of Fantasy and Fur"’ was boldly written on the binding of the book. The book has intricate designs of werewolves under a glowing moon. I picked up the book and opened the first page, which had been aged. I couldn't tell how long this must have been here. The first page I opened was blank. This prompted me to open the second page; it was practically empty, just like the first. I continued opening until the fifth page because I was counting the number of pages as I flipped

A knock sounds on the door, and, with my mind in a haze, I can’t react fast enough before Steven enters and sees me holding this book. A bit of red rises in his cheeks. “We should… uh… probably talk,” he says as he comes closer. He glances down at the book. I don’t know what he sees. I’m still open to the page of the nerdy guy and the heroine’s mutual pleasure after edging for such a long time. His blush deepens. “Is that… the pleasurable torture chapter?” I have no idea how he knows that, but I nod all the same. “Beau told me to read that chapter… He said I might learn a few things…”

What the actual fuck? I looked into my locker to see a folded piece of paper. I unfolded it to find the words ‘Come to me’ neatly written on the paper. A feeling of Déjà vu washed over me. ‘Shameless bastard,’ I muttered to myself, chuckling. There were so many things at once. Deranged, debauched, sinful, yet very hot, attractive and alluring. This was turning to a sex game and I’m not ashamed to admit that I enjoyed every bit of it. What I liked most about it, was that he kept finding a new and sexier way to get my attention.

She felt a growl in her stomach, as if she was hungry. She slipped the shirt on, while he got to his hands and knees and wiped up his spend. Something inside her was enjoying this ... this man who asked to do things, instead of demanding them ... this man who would get on his hands and knees and clean up, instead of leaving it for her ... this man whose eyes were so hot as they stared at her breasts.

After questioning for a long time, he left as though he had buried his conscience in the penthouse. She took out her phone. Calling Mrs. Reyes was the best option. She dialed her number and kept it on speaker. *** Hello dearest reader, if you are not comfortable with the steamy chapter, please skip it. I put an R-18 warning at the title of each of the steamy chapter. I noticed that there are under age reading this book. Also, some adults ain't cool with the steamy chapters. But I understand. Thank you for reading my work. Vote to help this book rank up, please.