Masturbation

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Michelle Simpson
"You will address me as Mistress." He felt the rush of air before the leather connected with his ass. WHACK! "You will do as I say and know that I am not concerned about your level of pain unless it's too much and you must exercise your safe word." WHACK! She hit him again and he was surprised at the movement his cock was now making. At least it was warm. "Are we clear here?"
By: 
Peter Baltensperger
"It was just that she needed more than that one big explosion, the volcanic eruption with the deafening crescendos, the shooting stars and the fireworks, the screams from her frantic throat that came from total abandon, total excitation. She needed to climb some smaller heights afterwards, needed to bask in the afterglow of the main event. She never expected Karl to do that for her."
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Janelle Fields
"I knew what he was going for and since I was still tied and blindfolded, I had no choice but to keep bucking my hips as his fingers fucked me even harder. I didn’t even know what he was doing with his tongue on my clit at that point and I didn’t care I just wanted him to keep doing it! I was so caught up in the sensation I didn’t notice at first his fingers had made their way around to my backside. Using the tip of his finger he teased the opening of my ass, which made my pussy contract, and I came a second time."
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T. Elle Harrison
“But you won’t let me. You shake your head and push me into one of the hotel armchairs. You look right into my eyes as you lower yourself down until you’re kneeling between my legs. You kiss me but it’s only a distraction because as you’re kissing me you’re slowly parting my thighs.”
"My hands crest over my breasts, pinching and rolling. A swipe of my tongue and the ache there grows, the pointed nipple needing to be sucked. Lower my hand goes. Over my quavering tummy and the wet lips of my sex they quest as I remember last night."
"She’d fantasized about this countless times. Sometimes during sex with her husband, Steve, sometimes while masturbating. It always turned her on, made her wet, made her mad with lust. Why? She didn’t know, but the image of another woman sucking her husband’s cock cranked her up like nothing else did."
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SexyDuchess
"As my cunt throbs at the very thought of him, as I drip with heat and desire, as I ache with wanting - so I want him to reciprocate a thousand-fold. My obsession isn't enough. I want the very thought of me to create in him the same depths of arousal, of heat of hardness, or pure unrelenting blinding lust."
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Kitten
"I bring myself right to the edge of orgasm then stop. Panting heavily, I do not move until the feeling has subsided. I start again, faster this time, allowing myself to get lost in the pleasure a second time. My soft panting soon becomes louder groans as I get closer to orgasm again, wanting to push myself over the edge, yet enjoying the exquisite pleasure of denying myself."
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Malin James
"One finger. Two. I moaned, savoring my wetness and loving the rumble of the dryer beneath my ass. I stroked myself as deeply as my fingers could go before slowly removing them and trailing them, hot and wet from my juices, up over my folds to my swollen clit."
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Elise Hepner

"At times I’ve been known to wake the neighbors and get a cramp in both wrists. One holding the book a loft of my tiny, tight stomach while the other plucks at my clit."
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