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I connected my phone, opened the private browser tab I kept bookmarked, and cast the video to the screen. The scene loaded instantly and a girl about my age, dark hair, small tits, getting railed on a kitchen counter by an older man. He was tall, muscled, salt-and-pepper hair, the kind of body that looked like it still lifted heavy things for fun. He had her legs hooked over his arms, pussy spread wide, cock slamming in deep and slow while she moaned like she was dying from pleasure. The sound filled the living room with wet slaps, her high-pitched whimpers, his low growls telling her to take it, take every inch.

My thumb pressed on my clit, rubbing side to side. It wasn’t enough. I needed visuals. Grabbing my phone from the side table, I opened the PornHub app – my guilty pleasure when words weren’t cutting it. I searched for “solo squirt” and picked a video of a curvy brunette going at it with a vibrator. I propped the phone against the book, volume up high. Her moans filled the room – loud, unashamed. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum… watch me squirt…”

Another: me riding him reverse, back arched, breasts bouncing, head thrown back while he gripped my waist like he owned me. They were everywhere. Dozens of them. Titles like “Little Girl Begs for Daddy’s Cock” and “Stepdaughter Creampied by Stepdad” and “Young Slut Takes It Deep – Full Video.” My videos. My body. My moans. My orgasms. Sold. Shared. Downloaded. Commented on. Rated. I made a sound—something between a sob and a scream—and Sarah held me tighter. “It’s okay,” she kept saying. “It’s okay. We’re here. We’re here.”

"So you clearly knew I wasn't in my right frame of mind. Why did you touch me?" "Come on, let's forget about all the whys and focus on what is more important. The videos I sent to you are just the tip of the iceberg. I have the full videos and trust me, you were quite insatiable. We went on and on and on for hours. I fucked you from different angles, in every corner of the room and even on the floor. In fact, I'm sure that if you see the full videos, you'd be so horny. You know, you could even make it as a pornstar. You're really good."

Her boobs were full, high and firm, her stomach flat and her ass was round and firm. Glancing at the clock, she agonized over how she was going to spend the next forty minutes. Placing a towel over her office chair, she logged onto a porn site she had recently discovered and watched videos, read stories and even chatted with other members about anal sex until it almost time for him to arrive.

Chapter 2 Back in my room, I lay down on my bed and pulled my laptop onto my knees. It wasn't going to be very often that I would have the room to myself since my roommate would have to be arriving in the next day or two so I did what any horny, teenage guy would do, I opened my favorite p**n site. I loved seeing those big boobed gals getting fucked. A video started to play on my screen. It was an older lady bent over on a bed while a guy thrust into her from behind. I started at those massive titties as they swung free.

The strong scent of citrus still lingered in my nose, so I had thoroughly showered as soon as I got back to the room, afraid that Sonia would discover that I had returned all sweaty from her father's room. The rest of the day went on as usual with me spending most of the time on local p*rn sites, immersing myself in the hundreds of videos showing white old ladies going down on themselves with s*x toys and skinny female p*rnstars taking on men that were three times their sizes and not going out of breath afterwards. I watched a couple of other explicit videos of how to get it right, and how to make the man want to c*m all over your face. I even got wet watching some of them, trying my best no

Her pussy was completely destroyed, red and swollen, her lips were dark and puffy, her hole gaping slightly and clenching, pushing out more thick spurts of his cum in slow pulses that ran down her thighs in creamy streams, cooling on her skin. I stared, my mouth was dry, my throat raw, with my eyes burning, tears mixing with drool at the corner of my lips. I'd never seen it before, never seen a pussy fucked pussy, gaping and dripping another man's load in thick, endless streams. It was pornographic. And I was soaked beyond redemption from watching it. My shorts were annihilated, transparent, plastered to every swollen fold and throbbing clit, the wet spot spreading down my thighs and onto th

Instead, my pussy clenched hard, another trickle of wetness sliding down my inner thigh. Victor stepped closer, towering over me. “Unfortunately for you, little girl, we have evidence of just how much of a filthy slut you really are.” He nodded over to Jax, who tapped his laptop. The massive screen on the wall flickered to life. My stomach dropped, cunt flooded, a whirlwind of emotions started brewing in my head as old videos start playing. Clips from my wild college days. Me on my knees, moaning like a whore while sucking cock. Another where I was bent over a desk, getting fucked hard from behind, begging for more.

A lot of pornographic videos popped up on my screen, and I swallowed hard. Everything was sexual, slowly turning me on and as I scrolled through my phone, there was heat in betwene my thighs. I saw different types of women and men, white skinned, dark skinned, African, Asian and so on, the man usually on top of her, fucked her slowly and most times, her legs were above her head. The style looked simple, but it got complicated when I stared seeing the men tie the legs of the women high above their heads. Or when they used sex tools like small balls in their mouths and long lashes that was used from time to time to slam on their butt cheeks.