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“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

“Please, Jake.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Mira’s face pressed into the pillow. He pulled her ass up so she was on her knees, back arched. His hand came down in a firm smack on one cheek. The sting made her moan louder. “Such a bad girl, wanting your best friend’s man,” he growled. But there was no anger in it, only heat. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and pushed in hard. Mira cried out as he filled her in one thrust. He was thick, and the stretch burned in the best way. Her pussy gripped him tight.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

"We took a break later and I noticed some dirty books sticking out from under the couch. He laughed, 'I'm just like you, I need to let off some pressure. Ever seen any of these?' Now, like you, I knew what was going on and I was curious. I liked him a lot. He was a trim, handsome guy in his twenties. I pulled the books out. Mostly girls and guys, all black and white pictures. But towards the bottom, it was all gay books featuring older and younger. I'd never seen anything like this. I looked at the pictures. Naked men and boys. Touching, sucking. My penis got hard. Mr. Tate sat next to me, right next to me. Well, to cut it short, his hands moved, and I let them and soon enough he had my erec

I'll take a shower first before I fight Cyril. I also spent half an hour in the bathroom before I finally came out. I wore dark denim jeans and a black sandal. I paired the shirt with a black leather jacket. I look like I'm a sassy ass gay. I'm still so beautiful. I also wear the shoes that Cyril sent me last time. There's that little knife and I don't know how he did that thing. That gay man is very talented when it comes to things like this so I won't wonder why he sends high tech. I picked up the cellphone. It immediately rang and I immediately saw Cyril's name there.

I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

he babbled, his hips pushing back, trying to get more of that maddening tongue. Daddy pulled back with a low chuckle. "Eager, aren't we?" He reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand, slicking his fingers. "Don't worry, boy. I'm going to give you exactly what you need." He pressed one slick finger against Leo’s entrance, and this time, Leo welcomed it, pushing back eagerly. The finger slid in easily, and Daddy quickly added a second, then a third. He scissored his fingers, stretching Leo, preparing him. He found Leo’s prostate again, and this time, he didn't just tease it. He massaged it relentlessly, his fingers crooked and pressing, sending wave after wave of blinding pleasure throu

"Slide the Rocket Ship into position on your g-spot and your clit." I took a deep breath. This was it. The toy slid in easily. "Ready," I replied. Quickly the toy turned on, but not very fast. Still stimulating two very erogenous locations simultaneously was wonderful. A soft moan escaped my lips. Kelly began cycling the speed up and down, and not always equally on both sides. Sometimes she turned up the g-spot vibe while leaving my clit with precious little stimulation and other times that was reversed. When both sides turned up at the same time, I went wild. But that never lasted long enough to bring me over the edge. I began to play with my nipples in an effort to help. For her part, Kell

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.