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By a Novice Author Mr X Greyson Asher presents
Massage X Home Service

“My husband…might get mad…I’m afraid…I mean, I’m not sure if this is really part of the mass…shit!” My hands squeezed hard on her breasts while pulling my strokes up to pinch her nipples lightly. “Shit, Tony…” her mouth just dropped while saying those words.

My fingers pinched Selena’s nipples in a rounded motion.

“Rest assured ma’am, what I’m doing is absolutely legal and just a part of the special lymphatic massage technique.”
The whole time I was doing this to Selena, I thought I was controlled by something demonic.

All the blood rushing to my head felt like I was going to explode.

My breathing also started to get heavy and my heart pounded madly like a blacksmith rushing to cast the perfect iron sword.

I couldn’t feel my body, but I could feel every sensation of my fingers pinching Selena’s hardened and erect nipples. I was overwhelmed with passion, and my body was burning with fervour.

My infatuation with Selena transformed into a passionate obsession. I saw Selena gave in helplessly to my strokes and reassuring justifications.

I poured more oil, this time directly to Selena’s body, and that made her body warmer than ever. The rising temperature made me more excited, and I felt something squirming in my stomach as my heart pounded brutally than ever. I caught every flow of oil on Selena’s body and wiped it all over her in gentle and hard strokes combined.

I never missed her breasts, constantly stopping and resting my clasped hands on her bosoms to gently squeeze them and swayed them in many different directions.

With every motion I did, Selena responded with different tones of ‘oohs’ and ‘ahs. The whole ordeal I was in was too overwhelming

– I couldn’t afford to hold my inhibitions any longer. I instructed Selena to stand up and kneel on the love seat stool. I assisted her in standing up because she was still in the middle of her reverie.

“Just keep your eyes close, ma’am. I’ll help you stand up.” I guided Selena up, so she won’t fall. “I will need to remove your pants because I’m going to massage your legs and foot next.”

“Wh-what? Uhm…” Before she could utter any other syllable, I quickly ducked down behind her and pulled down her gym shorts. “Please, not my panties, dear…”

She was wearing a pink G-string Victoria Secret matching her pink, lacey bra. I guided Selena back on the love seat stool and instructed her to kneel on it.

I stayed behind her and pushed her back forward and down to position herself in an arc with her head facing down the stool and her behind facing the sky.

She had completely given me control of her body, even pointing to me the sore points of her legs so I could add more pressure on those parts. With all the oils I poured on her, her panties got so wet that they had totally moulded on the folds of her delicate privates.

The sight of it was purely spellbinding. The last thing I knew I was already playing with it softly as Selena helplessly protested, “Tony, I don’t think this is still a part…oh my god…shit Tony, what are you do…ooh!”

I didn’t pay attention to Selena’s protest. Instead, I just continued to apply circular and shoving motion to her wet and warm privates.

“Tony, I’m afraid. Please s-s…”

“What is it, ma’am?” I would abruptly pull my fingers out and stop what I was doing every time Selena would protest.
“Oh, shit…don’t…” Then I would get right back into it when I hear the magic word,

‘don’t’.

The growing bulge in the front of me grew wilder and wilder I couldn’t contain it anymore.
With the blissful sight in front of me and a wet, glistening private inviting me to get in as it continued to soak my playful fingers, I knew I just had to release the monster lurking inside my pants.

Her Desire After The Pain by Great Author Greyson Asher

They reached a point
where their senses of morality became a blur.

Strong hands
ripping off her clothes
in lust and haste
seemed appropriate.

Where urgent desire,
and sexual frustration
had to be quenched.

A reddish tinge
on her delicate flesh and marks
on her inner thighs
and perky breasts
were a result of feral lust.

Where screaming powerful
orgasms
are taken rather than given.

This story is a love story that incorporates extremely mild erotica. The story involves Amanda Ruthel, a barista with a tragic past.

When I was about to reach for the handle, the door opened. Behind it was the person I hated to see at this hour. Our eyes locked. His blonde hair drooped over his eyes, which unsuccessfully hid the mischievousness that lurked in them. He wore a sheer white shirt, the one which he had always used to flaunt his body and entice women to sleep with him.

“Finally, you’re here,” he said in a sultry voice. I glared at him and entered. He closed the door behind me and snatched me in his arms. He slid his hand around the curve of my waist and turned me to face him.

“Allen, I’m tired,” I retorted, as I pulled away from his grip. “I told you not to come here.” I looked at him icily. He was unfazed.

“And I told you that I never listen,” he replied. “Come on, I waited for you.” He added as he took me in his arms again.
He leaned in my ear and whispered, “Besides, you didn’t confiscate the extra key you gave me.” He looked at me again and grinned.

“You mean the key that you stole?” I answered back. He shrugged. I hated him for that. He was so sure of himself that I’d always end up beneath him and yield. Not today though.

“Get out, Allen.” I pushed him away, my hands pressed against his chest. But he didn’t budge. I tried again, but he only tightened his grip around my waist. His free hand started to roam the peaks of my body until it rested at the top of my buttocks.

He stared piercingly. My knees went weak. I loved those green eyes. But hated them, too, especially when they were looking directly at me. I sighed when it made me remember those nights which I enjoyed. He noticed the desire that started to cloud my perception and smirked.

“Your body always tells the truth, Amanda,” he said sheepishly. With that, he took hold of my lips and kissed them. I fought the urge to cling my arms to his neck for a long time but when he inserted his tongue and cupped my breast. I let out a loud groan and clung to him as I begged for more.

As we continued to kiss, I felt his victorious smile when he grabbed my thigh and guided it to latch onto his hips. He carried me towards the living room and dropped me on the couch.

Then he started to undress me. He removed my pants first, and then my shirt. Our kiss broke off as he stood and took a greedy look at his effect on me. Breathless and feeling flushed, I sensed that my lady down there was ready to receive him.

He leaned on me and let his hand travel downwards to tease me. His finger continuously brushed the fabric of my underwear. It made me groan. I wanted him to touch what was inside. He leaned in my ear and nibbled it, after a few seconds he whispered.

“Aren’t you a dirty whore?”

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About Head of the Class: A Miss Cordova BDSM Adventure by Rogette C:

Emily, fresh out of army service heads to college with definite ideas about why she’s going. But when on a whim she decides to take Professor Cordova’s archeology class things suddenly go sideways as Emily finds herself in love with the beautiful and strict Miss Cordova. Craving Miss Cordova’s touch Emily must either submit to her desire or give up the most beautiful woman she as ever met.

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About By Invitation Only: A Forbidden Romance Novel by Kimberly Knight:

From USA Today bestselling author Kimberly Knight, comes a sexy, forbidden lovers standalone novel.Sensation. A sacred place free from judgement or inhibitions. The only rule: Ask before you touch.Sensation is an exclusive black-tie party attended by at least one hundred and fifty of the clubs most privileged members, and held once a month at an undisclosed mansion in Beverly Hills.You may watch. You may interact. You can come together or you can choose to come alone.The choice is yours.Would you like it rough? Would you like to be caressed and worshipped? Or would you simply like to observe?What do you desire?

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About The Ultimate Love Taboo: My Mafia Daddy (Book 1) Love Taboo by Quinn Barnes:

Ms QUINN BARNES Presents THE ULTIMATE LOVE TABOO – My Mafia Daddy

“KISSING BURNS 6.4 CALORIES A MINUTE.
WANNA WORK OUT?”
“Let me tell you,” he spoke softly. His voice was sultry and attractive, causing a wild array of shivers to dance over her skin. “It only took one look at you for me to know that I had to get as close to you as I possibly could.” his thumb softly caressed her jawline, making her only more nervous. The fluttering in her stomach now shot down between her legs, making her… aroused. She could not believe what she was hearing. Better yet, she could not believe that she wasn’t dreaming. “So I bought this place straight out of that man’s hand. Now I will always know how to find you, and how to reach out to you. I think it’s safe to say, Grace, that you took my breath away from that very moment.”

Grace didn’t know what to do or how to respond. Instead, she simply stood there, shaking at her feet. Nothing even remotely like this had ever happened to her, and now it was simply happening to her without having had the chance to prepare for it at all.

When she was silent for too long, stuck in her own thoughts, Chance’s lips approached her, sealing her words behind her lips for good.

The kiss was soft and gentle at first, but swiftly it changed into something more lustful. Chance’s lips caressed her own and Grace could feel the soft stubble against her chin. Her hands, whether voluntarily or not, shot up towards his chest. She grabbed a hold of his clothing, squeezing the fabric so firmly her hands went numb. She was nervous, but that didn’t mean that she didn’t want this. In fact, she had been dreaming of this for weeks now, so she tried her very best to kiss back.

After only a short moment, she could feel Chance’s mouth opening. He waited for her to do the same, after which Chance’s tongue slipped out of his mouth to meet hers. Grace shivered, arousal spreading more violently through her stomach. She couldn’t even help but whimper straight into his mouth, making her arousal and her nerves very clear to him.

Their tongues danced around each other passionately. Grace couldn’t even remember how long this had been going on, but she did know that she loved it. The things it made her feel couldn’t be compared to anything she had ever felt before. And it just so turned out that Chance was about to make those feelings even more intense.

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About Massage X: Home Service – Part of Neon Pink Bundle by Greyson Asher:

By a Novice Author Mr X Greyson Asher presents
Massage X Home Service

“My husband…might get mad…I’m afraid…I mean, I’m not sure if this is really part of the mass…shit!” My hands squeezed hard on her breasts while pulling my strokes up to pinch her nipples lightly. “Shit, Tony…” her mouth just dropped while saying those words.

My fingers pinched Selena’s nipples in a rounded motion.

“Rest assured ma’am, what I’m doing is absolutely legal and just a part of the special lymphatic massage technique.”
The whole time I was doing this to Selena, I thought I was controlled by something demonic.

All the blood rushing to my head felt like I was going to explode.

My breathing also started to get heavy and my heart pounded madly like a blacksmith rushing to cast the perfect iron sword.

I couldn’t feel my body, but I could feel every sensation of my fingers pinching Selena’s hardened and erect nipples. I was overwhelmed with passion, and my body was burning with fervour.

My infatuation with Selena transformed into a passionate obsession. I saw Selena gave in helplessly to my strokes and reassuring justifications.

I poured more oil, this time directly to Selena’s body, and that made her body warmer than ever. The rising temperature made me more excited, and I felt something squirming in my stomach as my heart pounded brutally than ever. I caught every flow of oil on Selena’s body and wiped it all over her in gentle and hard strokes combined.

I never missed her breasts, constantly stopping and resting my clasped hands on her bosoms to gently squeeze them and swayed them in many different directions.

With every motion I did, Selena responded with different tones of ‘oohs’ and ‘ahs. The whole ordeal I was in was too overwhelming

– I couldn’t afford to hold my inhibitions any longer. I instructed Selena to stand up and kneel on the love seat stool. I assisted her in standing up because she was still in the middle of her reverie.

“Just keep your eyes close, ma’am. I’ll help you stand up.” I guided Selena up, so she won’t fall. “I will need to remove your pants because I’m going to massage your legs and foot next.”

“Wh-what? Uhm…” Before she could utter any other syllable, I quickly ducked down behind her and pulled down her gym shorts. “Please, not my panties, dear…”

She was wearing a pink G-string Victoria Secret matching her pink, lacey bra. I guided Selena back on the love seat stool and instructed her to kneel on it.

I stayed behind her and pushed her back forward and down to position herself in an arc with her head facing down the stool and her behind facing the sky.

She had completely given me control of her body, even pointing to me the sore points of her legs so I could add more pressure on those parts. With all the oils I poured on her, her panties got so wet that they had totally moulded on the folds of her delicate privates.

The sight of it was purely spellbinding. The last thing I knew I was already playing with it softly as Selena helplessly protested, “Tony, I don’t think this is still a part…oh my god…shit Tony, what are you do…ooh!”

I didn’t pay attention to Selena’s protest. Instead, I just continued to apply circular and shoving motion to her wet and warm privates.

“Tony, I’m afraid. Please s-s…”

“What is it, ma’am?” I would abruptly pull my fingers out and stop what I was doing every time Selena would protest.
“Oh, shit…don’t…” Then I would get right back into it when I hear the magic word,

‘don’t’.

The growing bulge in the front of me grew wilder and wilder I couldn’t contain it anymore.
With the blissful sight in front of me and a wet, glistening private inviting me to get in as it continued to soak my playful fingers, I knew I just had to release the monster lurking inside my pants.

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Her Desire After The Pain by Great Author Greyson Asher

They reached a point
where their senses of morality became a blur.

Strong hands
ripping off her clothes
in lust and haste
seemed appropriate.

Where urgent desire,
and sexual frustration
had to be quenched.

A reddish tinge
on her delicate flesh and marks
on her inner thighs
and perky breasts
were a result of feral lust.

Where screaming powerful
orgasms
are taken rather than given.

This story is a love story that incorporates extremely mild erotica. The story involves Amanda Ruthel, a barista with a tragic past.

When I was about to reach for the handle, the door opened. Behind it was the person I hated to see at this hour. Our eyes locked. His blonde hair drooped over his eyes, which unsuccessfully hid the mischievousness that lurked in them. He wore a sheer white shirt, the one which he had always used to flaunt his body and entice women to sleep with him.

“Finally, you’re here,” he said in a sultry voice. I glared at him and entered. He closed the door behind me and snatched me in his arms. He slid his hand around the curve of my waist and turned me to face him.

“Allen, I’m tired,” I retorted, as I pulled away from his grip. “I told you not to come here.” I looked at him icily. He was unfazed.

“And I told you that I never listen,” he replied. “Come on, I waited for you.” He added as he took me in his arms again.
He leaned in my ear and whispered, “Besides, you didn’t confiscate the extra key you gave me.” He looked at me again and grinned.

“You mean the key that you stole?” I answered back. He shrugged. I hated him for that. He was so sure of himself that I’d always end up beneath him and yield. Not today though.

“Get out, Allen.” I pushed him away, my hands pressed against his chest. But he didn’t budge. I tried again, but he only tightened his grip around my waist. His free hand started to roam the peaks of my body until it rested at the top of my buttocks.

He stared piercingly. My knees went weak. I loved those green eyes. But hated them, too, especially when they were looking directly at me. I sighed when it made me remember those nights which I enjoyed. He noticed the desire that started to cloud my perception and smirked.

“Your body always tells the truth, Amanda,” he said sheepishly. With that, he took hold of my lips and kissed them. I fought the urge to cling my arms to his neck for a long time but when he inserted his tongue and cupped my breast. I let out a loud groan and clung to him as I begged for more.

As we continued to kiss, I felt his victorious smile when he grabbed my thigh and guided it to latch onto his hips. He carried me towards the living room and dropped me on the couch.

Then he started to undress me. He removed my pants first, and then my shirt. Our kiss broke off as he stood and took a greedy look at his effect on me. Breathless and feeling flushed, I sensed that my lady down there was ready to receive him.

He leaned on me and let his hand travel downwards to tease me. His finger continuously brushed the fabric of my underwear. It made me groan. I wanted him to touch what was inside. He leaned in my ear and nibbled it, after a few seconds he whispered.

“Aren’t you a dirty whore?”

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About Arresting and Arrested: Investigation Uncovering Secret Realities:

Richard and Ginahas been married for years, and they love each other so much. Unfortunately, they are workers in the same office and worked in different divisions of the firm. They both love their jobs.

Richard always tells his wife that she was the most beautiful and sensuous looking woman he had ever met. Because of Gina’s astonishing beauty, Richard wondered if any man staring at his wife had gotten lucky with her, but that was an act of jealousy knowing that his wife had never betrayed his trust rather consider him as an incredible catch.

Both Richard and Gina had some secret complaints about their spouse’s performance in bed. They both want to get along to more lucrative fun sex.

Until later Richard started hearing rumors that Gina is cheating on him with different men. He didn’t believe a word of the rumor but started investigating about the rumor.

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A story of PURE DOMINATION. A story of OBSESSIVE COMPULSION. A story of LUST and UNDERSTANDING. The right to fuck belongs to the BEST MAN. The best of INTERRACIAL DOMINATION.

A massive cock holder, Kareem Mwangi, dominates the prison as he turned straight prison guards into his sissies. One look at his Big Black Cock and a hypnotic sensation lure you in his trap. I am a prison guard and the things that I see while I watch his conjugal visitors get fucked and humiliated were beyond my imagination. Later finding out the true identity of his visitors shocked and confused me to my core belief.
Mwangi was a player. He was a BULLY, a successful one who I mistook for someone ordinary, but he was someone very special. The attitude, the manhood, the masculine body and a well-hung big cock is all anyone needed. I thought that I had the upper hand in this battle of power, respect, and desire, but I was gravely wrong! His massive cock could turn any man to become a cuckold sissy slave ready to trade anything for a lick of his cock. He was Black Cock Bully for all the right reasons.

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