Sex Games

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Alecia Langley
"The windows were open, and Krista wondered if anyone would hear her when she abandoned herself to a banshee wail. And she would. She could tell as he released his cock from his pants and taunted her with a merciless tap-tap, thud-thud, slide-glide along the length of her swollen folds, inviting her to lean back and succumb to the arching pleasure of delayed gratification."
"He was torturing me. My insides churned, my nipples were rock hard and my pussy had been transformed into a deep, wet, fragrant pool into which I wanted him to plunge, forcefully and immediately. My brain was swimming with uncertainty. How could I possibly know which card to pick? Each thing he did to me was enormously erotic but it was the clit stroking that had gripped me, twisted me and forced me into pre-orgasmic fits."
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Keary J
“He wanted her pussy clean: she waxed it. She’d never made herself come: he bought her a vibrator and watched every moment of her first time. Apart for a weekend, he told her to stand at the window naked. The workmen below had cheered. He dressed her up, took her to a strip joint and bought her a lap dance. Her pussy swelled, though she denied any interest. When she refused him her ass, he broke out a wad of hundred dollar bills and laid them on the kitchen table, one at a time until she said, “yes.” On a trip to New York, he surprised her with a sex club and then fucked her in front of fifty masturbating strangers.”
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Alecia Langley
"She’d make him tear her shirt open, not caring if fabric ripped, if buttons rolled. She’d plead and snarl until he lifted her breasts from the lacy white bra, burying his face in their heavy warmth, pulling her nipples between his teeth while she whimpered."
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RaneFox
"That was an understatement and we both laughed. Any tension left, melted. Celeste dripped more wax. She ran a trail from between my breasts down to the top of my trimmed bush. My stomach muscles tensed and I breathed a moan. Ice cooled the trail; little drops of water, melted by the heat of her hand, dripped into my crotch."
“Mistress, I have not done this before. I am seeking the knowledge of what being submissive can give me in hope that it helps me be a better person in other parts of my life. I have no boundaries, as I have no idea where any of this will take me…I am always in control.” He stood so tall, such beautiful posture, and gracious manners."
"I could feel him fumbling with his cock as he guided it toward my anxious, dripping slit. It slid into me effortlessly and before long, he was grinding his hips against mine, our bellies slipping against each other’s. I wrapped my thigh tightly around his waist as he filled me to capacity, grunting and grasping me desperately. My tongue pushed into his mouth and I voraciously savored the taste of cream and berries from his lips."
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Tatiana Von Tauber
"She loved when he said that, though many times Victor would show up and they would just fuck like wild animals over and over until both were spent. She liked his creative play as it showed his interest in putting forth a little extra effort into their open relationship. Of course, her willingness always made him come back for more."
"Ben licked his lips. Whitney could already tell how hard he was by how focused his movements were. When he leaned down to kiss her pussy again, she rocked into his face and onto his tongue. He slid a finger inside of her, then another. He moved back and forth, hammering at her g-spot until she thought she couldn't take it anymore. Then he pulled away. She squeezed her thighs against his neck, and he hummed into her."
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Katie Killigan
"Hand after hand went by, Katie was a better poker player than she thought, but still piece by piece she was losing her clothing. At least the four young men she was playing with had kept their part of the bargain and had lost the majority of their clothes as well. Hard, sculpted young male bodies surrounded her, and Katie loved the scent of masulinity and the sight of muscle. She found herself secretly getting wetter and wetter, and almost willing herself to lose the next hand. She was an exhibitonist, and loved the eyes that were glued on her."

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