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Lily is his now, this he knows wholeheartedly. It is an assumption that Lukas feels confident making, because what is developing between them is unlike anything he has ever experienced. He imagines it’s the same for her. She’s crying out as he plays with her clit, trying to send her over the edge. It doesn’t take long before his ministrations pay off, and he groans as he feels her cum around his cock, still buried in her. He kisses her immediately after hearing her request, pumping into her harshly. “I know, baby. Don’t worry. I’m going to give you what you want.”

He looks at her lovingly, meeting her gaze before allowing it to wander down, staring at her perfect breasts that bounce with every thrust. Every inch of her body perfect, he thinks as his eyes make their path down past her chest to her taut abdomen, the swell of her thighs. Lukas watches with pride as his cock works into her cunt, fitting together perfectly. Wordlessly he pulls out of her, manhandling Lily to get her into position on all fours, then he pushes his cock back into her pussy from behind, able to fuck her deeper this way. He’s addicted to her body now, palming her ass before he explodes, shooting his load into her with a low moan. He refuses to stop fucking her, though he moves slower, milking the cum, even going so far as to massage his balls to coax out more of his seed. He’s made a mess of her cunt, he realizes as he pulls out, noticing the way his cum drips from her sex. He flips her over onto her back and brings his fingers to her, greedily pushing his juices back up inside of her. @crimscndawn

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Putty. She’s become putty in Diana’s hands, pliant to her touch and whimpering needfully. It’s shameful, really, the way she reacts to the attention. She’s long accepted that she has an affinity for other women, but Melody could have never anticipated this particular scenario. It’s something she never would have dared herself to even fantasize about. But Di has been one of her closest friends for much of her life, and this isn’t the first time a relationship with a best friend has turned into more. Of course there is more to it than that, which is firmly in her mind as her cousin teases her, spreading her open in a manner one could only describe as obscene. Her fingers press against her, slowly gathering her arousal against her fingertips, then bringing them to her mouth and sucking them gently. Just the sight is enough to drive the repressed older woman mad. “I know,” she whispers, trembling as she watches Diana settle between her thighs, burying her face against her dripping cunt. “Oh...” Mel cries out, her legs pressing together, squeezing the younger woman’s head. She needs this, she realizes, more than anything. @crimscndawn

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“What a coincidence. So am I,” they marked with a grin, beginning to relax as the conversation flowed between them. Bailey had always enjoyed their interactions after they’d gotten over their initial nerves. It felt like things were going to go back to normal now, their transgressions in the past. The younger of the two was relieved about that. They listened, drumming softly on the steering wheel as Charlie answered their question. With a nod, they made the turn that was required before turning to look at the blonde. “I’ve been alright. Just the usual. Work, sleep, eat, repeat...I haven’t been out in a while, so I could really use this.”

They tried to focus on the road, but there were so many things that they wanted to say to Charlie and they were struggling to vocalize them out loud. After a brief silence, Bailey finally spoke once more. “I’m so glad you came to see me. I didn’t want to lose you, but I was super embarrassed about how things went down. Our friendship means a lot to me. I know you’re busy with shows and everything, but I hope we can start hanging out again.” @corpsetsang​

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it’s one thing to fantasize about having his face buried in her cunt while she moans for him but its quite another to actually have it happen and it made him feel like he’d won the lottery. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and he wanted to treasure every second of it. To hear her moan for him causes his cock to twitch. His tongue swirled around her hardened bud before he sucked on it eagerly as his head shook from side to side. 

His eyes on her watching how she squirms, her abdomen tightens and glorious tits shake as she grinds against his face. He was beyond enthusiastic to make her come. 

Watch her come undone, wanted to have his mouth full of her juices. He moans around her clit as he slides two fingers into her core, groaning at how wet and tight she was. He was going to explode the second he got in her if she felt this good around his digits. He breaks away for a second to catch his breath, “I could eat your pussy all day, baby.” He tells her before diving back in with one goal in mind, make Lydia come as much as possible.

His mouth feels better than anything she’s ever felt, and she’s dreaming already of how nice it will feel to have him inside of her. Lydia’s thrashing against him in desperation and when he pulls back, she whines. “I don’t want you to. I want your cock, daddy,” she tells him pointedly. As good as this is, she wants it all with him, and after what she’s seen, she knows he does too. 

As he buries himself against her again, she squeezes her legs around his head, bucking and grinding into his mouth, smearing his face with her arousal. It only takes a couple more minutes before she’s grabbing on to the blankets, trying to steady herself as she whimpers, then moans. Her toes are tingling and she feels a warmth swirling in her stomach. She knows then that she’s about to cum. “Oh. Oh my god.” She cries, tightening her legs around his head as if it will keep him in place while she rides out her intense orgasm.

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the age difference, if anything, only excited her more and she didn’t hesitate to pull his arm around her from behind the couch. “most beautiful?” juniper raised a brow as she matched his gaze, “i find that hard to believe, dr. ventura, you work with beautiful women everyday, no? being a plastic surgeon and all. i’ll tell you, though, your perception of me is quite spot on. ” she sipped her cosmopolitan, licking her lips slowly as she stared back at him.  “i’m not one for dancing, but if you insist, i’ll happily oblige.” juniper couldn’t help but think about herself pushed up against him, his hands running down the length of her body as they danced—hot and tight against one another. she certainly didn’t mind that idea. after she placed her drink down, she played with his fingers and pressed a kiss to each one teasingly, wanting to take them into her mouth. juniper was no virgin but she did enjoy her act as a willful, innocent girl who needed saving—corrupting.

“most beautiful.” he echoed with a nod and a smile, and he then shook his head when she indicated that he likely saw more beautiful women in his line of work. “the thing is that you don’t need plastic surgery. i wouldn’t change a single thing about your face...or your body.” wade added, running his lower lip between his teeth as she licked hers. he was hungry tonight, and he was trying his best to behave. truth be told, he couldn’t care less about dancing. it was having her close that he wanted. as juniper began playing with his fingers, his heartbeat quickened. it was clear she knew exactly what she was doing. “that feels nice.” the doctor admitted softly, reaching up to run his thumb along her full lips. “mm. you are very enchanting. but i think you know that.” he took her hand in his and stood, pulling her to her feet as the music shifted to a slower song. wade brought her close, his hands resting on her lower back as he moved with her to the music. “tell me, what are you looking for?”

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the way he said her name sent instant chills down her spine, she wanted him to say it again but instead of asking, she let her thigh press against him.  “i’m assuming you’ve told me about your mother to assure me,” juniper whispered closely to him, “well, mr. ventura, i’m juniper verona crosby, twenty-one years old and you might need to sweet talk me some more before escorting me home.” she linked her arm with his, giving into the need to be closer and laid her head against his shoulder. in all reality, juniper was deeply nervous at the idea of going home with such an older man, but she didn’t want to seem too young. she didn’t want to seem inadequate—she’d gone to the bar in hopes of some sort of romance or night of passion and now here she was. juniper refused to ruin it for herself. “do you think could do that?” 

“dr. ventura, actually.” he corrected with a smirk, loving the way she lay her head on her shoulder. twenty one years old, the youngest she could be to get into the club. their age gap was astronomical, yet juniper didn’t seem the least bit bothered by it. that was a good sign. “do i think i could sweet talk you? oh, i know i could.” wade assured her confidently, stretching out and laying his arm across the back of the couch, behind her. “you are the most beautiful woman i’ve seen in a long time. only twenty one. you’re young enough to be my daughter. but something tells me you like an experienced man who knows what he’s doing and how to make you feel good. i like that. you know what you want. lucky for you, so do i.” he leaned over to scoop up his drink, taking a sip as he held her gaze for a while. “do you like to dance, sweetheart?” the older man questioned with interest.

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juniper looked up from her drink with shy eyes, her cheeks warming as she felt his gaze draw down her body. she shook her head, “n-no, i haven’t.” she didn’t try the club scene often and even now, all she did was nurse a drink at the bar. “i’m juniper—i’d love to be in your company.” the young girl slipped from her seat, the silk dress falling mid-thigh as she stood before him. she’d never been in the company of a man like him before and curiosity always seemed to get the better of her. he was handsome, his voice was velvety and smelled amazing—she wanted to stand closer but she held back, looking up at him from behind long, dark lashes. “would you take me there, wade?”

he knew before he’d even asked that she would agree. not many women could turn him down. his winning combination of charm, good looks and money was pretty powerful. as she stood, wade chuckled, loving the way her dress looked on her perfect form. when she asked him to take her there, he promptly nodded, offering his arm to the attractive young lady before leading her back behind the velvet ropes. “here we are, juniper..” he spoke her name softly, helping her to her seat on the couch before he moved to sit next to her, leaving almost no distance between them as he turned toward the stranger. “i’ve got a bottle of dom perignon, if you end up needing another drink. until then, we should get to know one another.” he could tell that the girl was nervous, so he politely offered his own information to her. “wade christopher ventura. i’m 48 and i’m a plastic surgeon. i’m very close with my mother. bought her a home as soon as i could afford to. i live alone, and to be frank, was looking for a beautiful woman to take home tonight. i hope that woman will be you.”

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The doctor had been at the club’s VIP area much of the evening, partaking in the admittedly impressive bottle service. Wade had gone out with the intention of bringing a beautiful woman home with him and while he had invited a handful of women back to the VIP area to get to know them, each had proven to be unacceptable in one way or another. He was just about to give up when he spotted her, the innocent looking brunette sipping at her sweet cocktail. She intrigued him immediately, and was clearly young, which made his interest in her even greater. The moment he lay eyes on her, he knew that she was the one he was looking for. Wade ducked underneath the VIP ropes, smiling at the gorgeous young woman as he approached. “Hey there. I’m Wade. I couldn’t help but notice you over here, all alone. I’d love your company. Have you ever been to the VIP area?” He smirked as he met her gaze, his eyes then drifting obviously across her body. @ctrlmiracle​

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she shook her head, tapping at his chest, “i’m sorry. i’m just really happy—” and he felt perfect, with their skin touching. her smile widened and her cheeks darkened, it was obvious even in the dark room, the only light coming from the television. “the most important?” she was shocked really, calliope didn’t find herself that important but tobias had a way with words. his voice easily sent her to places she hadn’t been in months, years, even. he was kind and his hands felt like magic on her. “i want you to know that you’re my person, too. you have been. i-i wanted you to be this person for a long time. now, i want to be your person for a long time, toby.”

“you don’t need to apologize. i’m happy, too,” he assured her with a smile, stroking her cheek lovingly. being this close with calliope had always been comforting to him but this new level they’ve taken it to is even more so. “yes. without question.” tobias answered easily, not even hesitating. he meant every word. she had quickly gone from stranger to neighbor to friend to...whatever this was now. she meant a great deal to him, regardless of how unconventional their relationship. “what are you saying?” he whispered, as it was his turn to be shocked. it seemed that she wanted to be with him, for real, for always. he hadn’t expected that.

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so she did, she pressed a kiss to his lips and closed the gap between them. calliope was kissing him and for the first time in a long time, she felt so light. like she was floating almost and she needed more. “you feel the same way,” cal hummed against his lips, “do you feel like you’re floating, too?” her hands slid up against his chest, cupping his jaw with her eyes still closed. calliope was moved to tears by this bliss, her eyes welling up as a smile pulled over her lips—cal was infamous for crying when happy. like an overwhelming feeling of relief. “i’ve wanted to kiss you for so long.”

much to his relief, calliope did kiss him, and the feeling of her lips against his felt even better than he’d imagined they would. “kinda,” tobias answered quietly, pressing another kiss to her lips, slow and intimate, and pulled back to see her crying. before he could ask if she was okay, she confessed that she’d wanted this for a long time, echoing his feelings once more. he chuckled, pecking her lips once more. “yeah, me too, but you don’t see me cryin’ about it,” he teased, wiping away her tears and pressing his forehead against hers. “you’re pretty much the most important person in my life, you know that?”

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While it’s true that she is pretty damn confident, it’s different coming on to him. She’s worried that he’ll think that she’s slutty or overeager, but she also can’t resist the urges that are coursing through her veins. When she starts riding his face, she hears him laugh and she blushes deeply. Lydia’s about to stop when he finally gives in. His tongue and mouth against her make the young blonde elicit a moan and grab onto his hair, rolling against his mouth with pleasure.

“Oh, Daddy, yes. Just like that,” she whimpers, because he’s giving her exactly what she’d begged for. Lydia knows if this is any indication, it’s going to be a long night for them, but she doesn’t mind. Her arms encircle his neck and she pants as he began to suck her clit. That’s when she goes wild, bucking against him with complete desperation. At this rate, she’s going to be coming in record time. She’s a bit embarrassed, knowing he has this effect on her, but she’s hopeful that he likes seeing this side of her. He’s likely proud that she’s reacting so emphatically, or so she hopes. “You make me feel so good. Fuck. Your mouth....” @crimscndawn

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he knew there was something between them, yet wasn’t quite certain if it was all him. she might’ve been just an affectionate woman. but when she asked if he liked her, tobias thought she could only really mean one thing. “nah,” he disagreed, pushing her hair out of her face as her fingers grabbed onto his shirt. “oh, callie.” the man whispered, smiling as he leaned in, his face inches from hers as he gazed at the woman adoringly. “i feel the same way.” his thumb swiped at her bottom lip, breath catching in his throat at the feeling of having her so close. it would only take one small movement to bring his lips to hers, yet he hesitated, hoping that if she wanted this, calliope would make the move. @ctrlmiracle​