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My cunt was swollen, raw, and completely filled, the thick, white fluid slowly dripping out onto the dark wood. The woman looked up at me, a wicked, hungry smile touching her lips. Then, she leaned down and buried her face straight between my thighs, her flat tongue lapping heavily over my filled, hyper-sensitive center. The shock of her warm tongue hitting my hyper-sensitive flesh made my entire lower body jerk. I let out a loud, broken cry, my hips lifting completely off the desk as she swiped flat and heavy across my swollen opening. She didn't mind the mess at all; she drank it in, lapping up the thick, white fluid the Beta had left deep inside me, cleaning my skin with a fierce, hungry

It was a fucking dungeon. Black walls. Mirrors on the ceiling and one whole side so you could see everything from every angle. A big leather-padded St. Andrew’s cross bolted to the far wall, cuffs already hanging from the top and bottom. A heavy wooden spanking bench with restraints. A massive four-poster bed in the center with thick black sheets and metal rings welded into the frame. Shelves along one wall lined with toys— floggers, paddles, crops, nipple clamps, vibrators, butt plugs, bottles of lube, coils of rope, chains. Everything neat. Everything waiting. My stomach flipped. My pussy clenched so hard I felt fresh slick drip down my thigh. It was beautiful and terrifying at the same ti

"Stop it. That's ridiculous." "I'm completely serious!" she insisted. "Live a little! This is literally the craziest, most out-of-character thing you've ever done in your entire life. Maybe that's exactly what you need right now. A little bit of chaos. A little bit of something... taboo and different." She wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestively.

Tess yanked me back inside before I could react. The owner barely cared. He only repeated that we had to buy something or leave. I noticed the sign for the video booths and paid the token f*e. We stepped into the dark corridor and chose an empty booth. The floor was sticky. A plastic chair sat in front of a blank screen. We fed a token in and a movie started— a woman on her knees surrounded by men, taking one cock after another. Neither of us had ever watched anything like it. Tess’s eyes stayed locked on the screen. Her nipples pushed hard against the thin fabric of her sweater. She was breathing faster.

GABRIEL Some opportunities fall into your lap exactly once. If you’re smart, you grab them before they hit the ground. My name is Gabriel, but you can call me Gabe. I’m 24, straight, or at least I was when the story started. I’m about to tell you how my roommate and I ended up having our asses passed around like dessert on a dinner table, right here in our living room. So sit back. Relax. Make sure you’re alone and grab a bottle of lube and a towel cos it’s going to get really messy.

Chapter 4: The Ancient Ruins King Torvald ventured deep into the forbidden ruins under a blood moon, the ancient stones humming with latent magic as glowing runes and creeping vines lit his solitary path through crumbling corridors and collapsed halls. The king was no stranger to danger, but this journey was different. Whispers across the realm had spoken of a mythical Titan-blooded guardian, a being said to possess the single largest cock ever known, a monstrous weapon infused with ancient, virile power. Torvald’s own thick, heavy cock strained painfully against his breeches at the mere thought. He had claimed warlords, orcs, and giants, but this… this was the ultimate prize he had been hun

It’s a sin to moan out your mother’s husband’s name while masturbating until that husband is George, and he’s doing the exact same thing behind his locked study door. "On your knees, Daddy!" I growled with full authority. A sly smirk touches my lips as I look down at him, stepping closer. "Watch me do exactly as I did last night when I was busy touching myself thinking about you." A dark hunger flares in his eyes. "As you wish, your highness," he murmurs, lowering himself onto both knees right in front of me on the floor. WARNING: TURN BACK NOW. This book is strictly 18+ and absolutely NOT for the innocent. You have one last chance to run, because once you click Chapter 1, there’

She was animated like she had just found her soulmate. “Raelee White?” Tyr was confused. “Isn’t this Snow Fenner?” Winifred explained, “Raelee White is a character of a supernatural web drama she did last year called, Taboo of the Underworld.” “You watch such dramas?” Tyr asked. Winifred laughed. “Is it weird? This drama is actually not bad, but it never got popular.” “Why not?” Tyr asked again.

I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?" "Girls together and couples, but not the crazy, fake moaning ones. There's this website I'm on all the time that has a subreddit for something called passion porn. A bunch of it is amateur stuff, but the people love each other or have a really strong connection that you can see. It totally gets me off. What about you?"

The cock in her pussy thrusting in, the cock in her mouth pushing deep, a brutal, perfect symmetry of violation. Her asshole was a tight, untouched ring of panic. But a hand—she didn’t know whose—was there, slicking it with something cold and greasy. A fingertip pressed, then circled. “This one’s next,” a voice rasped behind her. “They’re voting for it in the chat. Anal for the stream slut.” The terror flared again, bright and sharp. But Sam’s voice cut through it. “Let them have it, Clarissa. You’re already theirs. Just feel it.”