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What our story is, from what I myself have just said, I already have the answer, but I wanted to hear from his lips, to know what he thought our story was. "I'm the one asking you that question, Ethan!"--- I take my cup.--- "What our story is to you." "An erotic, almost sexual poem."--- He begins to answer.--- "It is short like a poem, where most of what it tells you is about that, sex. But not just any sex, one that you forget after a few minutes. One that is remarkable, with orgasms so powerful they take you to the moon with such. They are remarkable moments despite everything, despite the short time you have together. You will know that it will soon be over, but you will remember every mo

She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.

she said sensually. She was sure he would say no. She knew he didn't like indoor sex. Her lover is a proper gentleman, so she knew he would disagree. In any case, she was only teasing him, so Danica was taken aback when Joshua quickly bit her ear and kissed her earlobe. "If that's what my queen wants, I'd gladly do it in a heartbeat," he said quietly, and the next thing she knew, she was already sitting on the hood of the car, her shirt up, showing her jiggling breasts. And Danica couldn't help but yank Joshua's hair out as he nuzzled one of her breasts while playing with the other with his palm. When Danica felt his tongue tickling her sensitive nipple, she sucked her breath and glanced up.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

He kept teasing, grazing, slowly. “So fucking desperate for me aren’t you?” I sobbed, that was enough answer. “Please just fuck me.” I begged so desperately, almost crying. “I need your cock in every hole on my body.” The thick tip of his cock pressed against my asshole. No warning. He spat on his cock and pushed it in. I screamed raw, broken and loud. “Fuck! Eric, It’s too big.” “You can take it,” he snarled, tugging at the tie on my neck. “Take every inch of my cock like the greedy anal whore you are.”

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

Summary: Arianna Cole craves to be used, dominated, and taken by multiple men at once. Behind closed doors, her darkest fantasies come alive, and nothing can satisfy her hunger. Warning: This story is filled with themes of submission, cock-hungry sluts, BDSM, double penetration, humiliation, interracial fantasie, and gangbangs with men of all sizes. Skip if you get triggered. Only continue if you are ready to shiver, scream, and cum like never before. •••••••••••

I was showered with offers for dates, but none of them gave me that tingle in my pussy that Eric next door did. I went to a seedy bookshop in the "wrong" part of town and bought a couple of erotic novels. I chose ones that were about husbands having affairs with younger women. As I read them in bed late at night I let my fingers play with my tits and my pussy and I brought myself to my very first orgasm. It was a wonderful discovery, but nothing like what the books described. I knew I needed a cock for that and the only cock I wanted sat between Eric Conner's legs.