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Jacob let out a breathy laugh, his dark eyes locked on her. "Condom?" she asked, arching a brow. “Trousers," he replied, holding in a strangled moan. Reaching for his discarded trousers, she pulled out a condom from his wallet and rolled it onto him with care. She climbed back into position, her legs bracketing his hips as she prepared to take control. His hands gripped her waist tightly as she lowered herself onto him, inch by inch, her body stretching to accommodate him. It had been a long time, and the tightness was uncomfortable, but it was mixed with a delicious pleasure that made her shiver. "You feel so good," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. Jacob responded with a sharp s

Ryan gripped my hips hard with both hands and started guiding me up and down his length with firm, deep strokes. “Fuck, your pussy is so goddamn tight and wet,” he groaned, thrusting his hips up powerfully to meet every bounce. “It’s gripping my cock like it never wants to let go. You love being stuffed full, don’t you, baby? Tell me how much you love this thick dick stretching your greedy cunt.”

MIA Running with Alex always gets me going. Three years dating, sharing an apartment in Silver Lake, and we're still stupid for each other—but we never pretended we could be satisfied with just us. We're both mid-twenties, both bi, both get off on the thrill of extra bodies. We bring people home when the spark hits, fuck them together, swap stories if it's separate. Threesomes are the best—another hard cock sliding in while Alex watches me moan, or him getting filled while I grind on his face. It's messy, loud, perfect. No guilt, just heat.

Right on cue, a pair of hard palms slid from my back to my boobs. Without warning, he pulled both teats earning a gasp I couldn’t stop. “That’s more like it.” Mr brown haired said with a cocky smile. “Strip her already, I can’t wait to see what’s underneath.” Mr green eyes said, not masking the lust glistening from his eyes. My chest felt like it would rip open at any second with the way my heart pounded against it. What was more exciting? The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names.

She seemed amused that I couldn't help but stare at her breasts that kept threatening to explode from her top. Mistress Tiffany quizzed me about my sexual history, experiences and even made me tell her my dark secrets that always made me cum when I masturbated. She also frequently set down her glass to finger my pussy or tease my nipples and keep me in the hyper-aroused state she had me in during the drive home. I knew better than to ask her to make me cum. I wasn't sure what I would have to do to earn that privilege, but I knew I had not done it yet. Five minutes later she commented that Heather must have stopped off to fuck her guy in a parking lot. "I'm kind of jealous," I said without th

Aiden replied by adding a smile emoticon. Sasha returned his messages back, along with an incoming message from Stacy and this was what Aiden was most worried about. Stacy was very aggressive, without being provoked she always tried to seduce him with her body, especially when she also read the story. It must be very bad because Stacy is often paired with Aiden for photoshoots. "Aiden, is this true story about you?" Stacy wrote in her message. "What is the story ?" He replied. "The title is I Know You Want Me. The gossip of this story is based on your experience."

He squeezed her round ass and teased her their tight holes with his fingers. The sensation was pure heaven. The warm oil made every slide smooth and erotic. Sara's pussy left wet trails along his cock as she rubbed against him. She slid her pussy lips up and down the full length of his enormous cock, teasing the swollen head against the entrance but not letting him enter yet. Vincent’s breathing became heavy. His cock twitched and leaked precum. The teasing drove him insane. “We’re your little sluts now, Daddy. Use us however you want," Sara whispered.

“At least listen to me to the end, what good does it do both of us when you won’t listen?” “And what good does it do us when you’ve done it already?” “Did you enjoy yourself? Was she good? Was her body very good looking? No scars, prettier than me, she didn’t flinch away when you touched her?” Stacey started to count out. “I’m sure the sex was pretty amazing. Because if not, why won’t you think that she’s me and… and…” she stuttered, the tears finally dropping down her eyes, clouding her vision.

This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior. ********** Summary: Tessa was a devoted wife, a loving mother, and a woman quietly starving for more. One accidental discovery unlocked a hunger she never knew she had. Now, she isn’t looking for romance. She isn’t chasing love. She’s kneeling behind locked doors, ready to swallow every secret that slides through the wall. She used to be faithful. Now, she’s insatiable. ••••••• I never thought I’d be the kind of woman who’d crave something this filthy. But here I am, kneeling on the floor of a truck stop bathroom, soaked with need, hungry to wrap my mouth around the next str

But I wasn’t worried; my baby girl loved her sleep, just like her mother. Stacey leaned up on her elbows as her dress fanned around her. She looked ethereal, magical, out of this world. I was completely hooked. “You can’t keep whisking me away every time your dick feels a twitch. People are going to talk,” she pouts, but I don’t know who she thinks she is kidding. I can practically taste her arousal; her desire is so strong, her blue eyes heavy with lust as it is. “Let them talk pumpkin. Would you rather be down there or have my pretty massive cock between your legs?” she shifts on the bed. I can practically see her trying to soothe the ache.