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For a brief second, I looked from one man to another, my pulse racing as anticipation settled heavily over the room. This was the moment I had been waiting for. “Fuck,” Enzo and Adrian groaned together as they stroked themselves faster. “Keep your mouth wide open,” Damien instructed. I obeyed, lifting my chin while watching them. Before I could think, they all reached their climax and burst their seed across my face. “Hmm…” Adrian moaned as he came, his breathing turning ragged. I slowly licked across my lips and released a deep sigh, tasting what remained before wiping the rest from my cheek with the back of my hand.

The corporate environment only made the forbidden nature of what we were doing infinitely more intoxicating. During the day, we played our parts perfectly. I handed him briefs, scheduled his investor meetings, and greeted his clients. But beneath the professional facade, the air was constantly burning. It was in the lingering, secret glances he threw at me from across the boardroom table while his executives argued over profit margins. It was in the way his eyes would slowly trace the fit of my button-down shirts when he thought I wasn't looking. It was in the deliberate, accidental brushing of our fingers every single time I handed him a folder.

I have a class to attend. ‎I scurried out of bed and dashed into the bathroom to take a shower. ‎I know what we just did is forbidden and a taboo, but I don't feel guilty for it. Not one bit. In fact, I so much loved it. Who would regret having hot sex with a guy who has a big dick and knows how to fuck very well? ‎**Author's note** ‎Are they going to keep doing it till their parents come back? ‎Let's keep going.

I moaned softly, head falling back against the wall. Caleb’s mouth hovered over my neck. He didn’t bite or suck, just breathed hot against my skin while his thumb circled my nipple slowly. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he admitted, voice dark. “Every family reunion. Every time you looked at me like I was dirt under your shoe. I wanted to bend you over and fuck that attitude right out of you.” His words were filthy, wrong, taboo and they made me drip. His other hand slid down, cupping me between my legs over my sleep shorts. He groaned when he felt how wet I was.

“If you try to cancel or tell anyone… everyone on campus will know exactly what kind of therapist you really are.” The door closed behind him. I stayed on my knees behind my desk, cum leaking out of me onto the floor, lips swollen, ass red, completely ruined.

I wanted him to know I could get loud too. I propped my phone up on the nightstand, opened my favorite p**n app, and searched for something rough. I chose a video titled “Huge Cock Destroys Tight Pussy” with a tattooed guy who vaguely resembled Cal; tall, muscled, arrogant smirk. I hit play, turned the volume up enough to leak through the walls, and lay back against my pillows. The p**n started with the girl on her knees, gagging on that massive dick. Wet, sloppy sounds filled my room. I closed my eyes and let my hands roam.

Chapter 1: Elaine was her in her room going through her laptop when an ad from a p**n video lit up on her screen….she frowned at this and clicked on it intrigued…it wasn't like she hadn't watched p**n before but that was a long time ago…the video lit up on her screen and she saw different people having wild sex with each other…theIR moans sounding out loud in her room…she focused on the p**n she was watching…she didn't even notice her stepfather walk into the room all she heard was …

Rebecca stayed close, one hand still on Sienna’s breast, rubbing and squeezing her nipple while she sucked the other one, her free hand sliding down to rub Sienna’s clit in tight circles. “Been thinking about this for years,” Daniel rasped against her skin. “Every summer. Every time you walked around this house in those little shorts. Every time you laughed at something Claire said and I had to look away.” Rebecca’s voice was lower, almost shaking. “We both did.”

If I could nail this tomorrow, at least one part of my life would still make sense. But concentration slipped. My mind wandered back to the text, to the wasted evening, to the sudden emptiness in my chest. I scrolled aimlessly, clicked away from the slides, opened a private browser window out of habit more than intention. Before I could stop myself, I typed the name I had bookmarked months ago but never dared visit when Caleb was home. Her videos loaded instantly. My favorite p**n performer. She had long dark hair, full breasts, confident gaze,filled the screen. The thumbnail alone made my breath catch: her legs spread wide on a velvet chair, fingers already buried deep inside her shaved pus

We both were getting horny watching the p**n. He found one that had like ten minutes of massive black cocks shooting loads onto white babes faces and into their mouths. I said I loved that kind of stuff, huge cocks and facials. He said "Yeah I hear you. I wish we had some babes here for some relief." I nodded and agreed. I said "Well there's always your hand." Chris laughed and said "I guess so." We kept scrolling through p**n and now were fondling our packages. I don't know how I got the nerve, or the stupidity maybe, but it was likely the weed. I blurted out "You don't have to use your hand. You just can't tell anyone." Chris looked at me like WTF and mustered only a soft "What??"