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His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

LILY-ROSE'S POV "But I'm married and I have four children. I can't just sign up for something like this," I stammered, my head spinning. The logic in my brain was fighting a losing battle against the heat pooling between my thighs. Were they asking me to be their whore? "Don't worry, beautiful. Everything is in the contract. We will take care of your kids," Sin explained, his voice like velvet against the back of my neck. "And we can bury your husband in a hole he'll never climb out of if that's your wish," Killian added.

he started with a pure sexy voice. “Every slutty story is true. I am married, but we have an understanding that I will never be monogamous with her and I have been with a lot of girls. I’ve had dozens of women beg for this cock, right now I want you begging. I want to spread these legs and eat your shaved pussy until you’re sobbing my name. I want your throat stuffed with my dick until mascara runs down your pretty face. I want to fuck you so hard and deeply you feel me for days.” I was shaking, my pussy clenching around nothing.

No pointless stories, no lengthy wait, just pure and raw emotion. I appreciate your courage in joining me in this world. Here's to the imaginations we enjoy reading in the dark but don't often express aloud. With Love and heat OZ Disclaimer & Content Note for Tales of Instant Lust Tales of Instant Lust is a fictional work of adult erotica, designed solely for the entertainment of mature readers aged 18 and above. This book contains highly explicit sexual content, graphic language, and scenes of intense sexual encounters that are not suitable for minors or sensitive audiences. If you are under the age of 18, you are not legally or ethically permitted to read, d******d, purchase, or share the

Xavier’s POV WARNING ⚠️ THIS STORY CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT INTENDED FOR ADULTS (18+) ONLY IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, DO NOT READ FURTHER READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED Her thighs tighten around my head, her cries spilling out in broken fragments as she rocks against my tongue. Every taste of her just makes me hungrier, and I hold her steady, lapping at her until her hips stutter. She’s close, I can feel it in the way her whole body trembles above me.

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Lex added his own questions. Nancy heaved a sigh and looked to Lloyd for help. “You can’t have it now that you’re still children,” Lloyd replied. “It’s only when you’ve become adults that you can learn about it.” Lex frowned. “Great, more adult stuff. I hope it’s not gross like kissing. I don’t know why adults enjoy sharing Saliva.” Lloyd and Nancy shared a look again before chuckling lightly. That one was probably their fault, they displayed too much affection in front of their kids.

She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

or, you know, life. It’s okay that he’s talked incessantly on the drive to the hotel about his new business idea. The one that has no actual plans attached to it and consists of “well, weed is legal now in some states” and “I know some guys.” And it’s okay that even at thirty-eight, he’s still so good-looking that the clerk at the front desk looks like she’s in a bit of a daze from his focused attention. I know the feeling, sister. It’s how he got me pregnant at sixteen.