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STEEL The door slammed shut behind us, and the air between us grew tight. I could hear her breathing hard, fast, broken — and it stoked the flames that'd been burning since I spotted her on his arm tonight. I closed the distance in two strides, every muscle tensed, every thought focused on her. She tried to stand up straight, chin high, but her hands trembled where she held her clutch. "Steel—" she started. I cut her off with a snarl. "Shut up, Sin." Her lips parted in surprise, and shock passed over her face, but she didn't move. She never moved when I talked that way. "You know what it did to me," I growled, my fist slamming into the wall beside her head. She winced but didn't back away. "

He slammed back inside me from behind, one hand fisting my hair while the other reached around to rub my clit. “We’ll have to sneak around,” he rasped, thrusting harder. “Quickies in the bathroom when she’s asleep. You’ll suck my cock in the garage while she’s making dinner. You’ll sleep with my cum inside you every night, knowing I’m lying next to her.” The filthy scenario pushed me over the edge. I came hard, moaning loudly as my pussy clenched around him, gushing down his cock. “Yes, Daddy! I’ll be your secret little slut,” I gasped, pushing back to meet every thrust.

“Already fucking dripping. You been clenching that nerd cunt all day thinking about getting wrecked again?” Lia moaned shamelessly, spreading her legs wider. “Yes… I couldn’t stop thinking about it.” Ethan smirked in the rearview mirror. “Tonight we’re breaking you completely, whore. Two cocks are gonna ruin every hole until you can’t even walk straight.” They drove to the old equipment storage room behind the arena. The second the door slammed shut and locked, they were on her like animals. Ethan ripped her top off, grabbed her tits hard and slapped them.

I logged into the VR sex game called Virtual Sin late at night, seeking a quick thrill after a long week. My avatar appeared in a sleek digital lounge—tall, muscular build, dark hair, wearing nothing but loose pants. The system promised hyper-realistic sensations. I had no idea how real it would get. A woman materialized across from me. Her avatar looked stunning—curvy hips, full breasts, long wavy hair, and sharp green eyes. She wore a tiny silk slip that barely covered anything. "New here?" she asked, voice smooth and curious. "I'm Lena."

Sex With Mr Harlan Voss(1) LILA'S POV I stared at the screen of my phone, my heart hammering against my ribs as the explicit photos loaded one by one. My own face looked back at me — flushed, eyes half-closed in pleasure, lips parted in a moan. In the images, I was on my knees in the dimly lit supply closet at the office, my skirt hiked around my waist, while the delivery guy from last month fucked me from behind amd the worst part waa tgat the timestamp showed it happened during company hours.

Jade shook, but Stefan moved throbbing, shoving as hard as she could upwards, her ass clamping against the tip of Steve's cock. “No… please… stop… I... fuck...' She moaned as Stefan snapped his hips forward, shoving his cock into her ass. “Feel right... How does it fucking work?” I jerk my cock, my eyes glued to Jade's ass, and slam harder on Stefan's cock with each sound he makes.

Jax reached down to rub tight circles over her clit, and Nolan pinched her nipples hard, rolling them between his fingers. She came a third time, screaming around nothing, body shaking so hard Cole held her hips still while Ace snarled and spilled deep inside her pussy, hips jerking. Cole followed seconds later, burying himself to the hilt in her ass and cuming with a broken cry, forehead pressed to her spine. They didn’t stop.

The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself. She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation. The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers. The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties. She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear. Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly. "Fuck," she whispered to the empty room. Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties.

Rylee said sweetly, tilting her head to one side, "is both an aphrodisiac and a paralytic…enough to flood your body with desire, but just enough weakness that you can't fight back." His breathing quickened. His body tingled. He tried to rise, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate. "You're insane," he said through gritted teeth. She clapped her hands twice. The door opened. Five women walked in. Each one tall, poised, and wrapped in velvet and sin. Women from Velvet Flame. Zena was among them…tattooed, leather corset, legs for days. She chewed gum and gave Cameron a sultry once-over. "Rylee, you bad girl…" she purred with a dark chuckle.

“Soaking. Of course you are. You like being degraded, don’t you?” My eyes fluttered shut. “Y-Yes.” “Say it.” “I like being degraded.” His laugh was low, dangerous. “Good girl.” Two fingers slid into me without warning, stretching me, filling me, while his thumb rubbed cruel circles over my clit. My knees nearly buckled. “Veeraj—please—” “Please what? Please let you come after shaking your ass for my business partners?” He pushed deeper, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made me cry out. “You’ll take what I give you. Nothing more.”