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Maybe that's why my mom married him, after all he doesn't even have a stable job! I watched as Evelyn walked up to him and made him watch as she slipped a finger into herself. "I'm so wet, Frank. I need your hard dick in me right now. I want you to fuck me silly. Make me your fucking cum slut.". She moaned, gripping Frank's hardened dick from his trousers. I heard Frank groan. God, her dirty talk was quickly breaking down any control that he had left. "Fuck," she moaned as she continued to finger her tight pussy. She was voluptuous, and I'm sure Frank was imagining himself grabbing her waist as he fucked hard into her, her screaming at him not to stop. God, I was becoming wet.

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

Rissa let out a shattered cry as she began to squirt, the bedsheets soaking beneath her. Ronan didn't give her a second to breathe. He moved over her, his eyes dark with a final, fierce triumph. Using her own wetness as lube, he lined himself up at her entrance and, with one heavy, deliberate thrust, he buried his entire length inside her. Ronan began moving in and out with a slow, agonizing friction that made Rissa’s breath hitch in time with every thrust. He wanted her to feel every inch of him. After a few heavy strokes, he gripped her hips and flipped them both in one fluid motion. Now, she was the one sitting on top of him, impaled by his massive length while he laid back against the pi

A SEX SLAVE FOR MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND 1. My name is Sami, and I am 33 years old. I have been a slave for about three years. Prior to that I was married to a nice, but VERY vanilla man. He had been brought up that having sex was for making babies, and that's it. He didn't follow that to the letter, as we did have sex occasionally...but certainly not often and definitely not very exciting. The master has asked me to write about our relationship from the beginning until now. Sharing it with you is part of the task as well. Just like any task that I do, there are rules. The rules for this are as follows:

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

He was hitting her cervix on every thrust, balls slapping her clit, grunting like a beast. “Gonna fill you up,” he snarled against her ear. “Gonna pump you so full of cum it leaks down your thighs at breakfast tomorrow. You’ll feel me every time you sit down for a fucking week.” “Do it,” Rita moaned, openly masturbating now, fingers plunging in and out of her own cunt. “Breed my little sister, baby. Knock her up. Make her belly swell with your baby while I watch.” That did it. Liam slammed deep one last time and came with a guttural roar, pulse after pulse of thick, hot cum flooding Nina’s pussy until it overflowed, running down her thighs in sticky rivulets.

She said, pointing at her stomach. "What if this isn't a real baby inside me, what if it's a balloon or something?" She asked. "Have you had sex before?" He asked to be sure. "Yes, three times." She said without a pause. "Okay. So now, let's get some thing straight. If you've had sex three times, then it means this is no balloon but a baby in there, a very fast growing baby." "Hold on a second, doctor, I wanna understand where exactly you're heading to. How the fu*k is that possible?" She asked, confused.

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

Belle turned my face to her once more, kissing me deep while her hand returned to my throat. The pressure coiling in my belly built fast again as Tasha's fingers curled against that spot inside me with every thrust, her tongue never letting up on my clit. Belle's grip on my neck tightened just enough to make my vision blur. I broke the kiss as my thighs trembled around Tasha's head as another orgasm threatened to was over me. "Cum for me", Tasha said increasing her pace yet again, and that was my undoing. "Ohhh yess, mummy", I shrieked, my pussy twitching around her fingers as my cum splashed out. soaking the bedsheets and my thighs.