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Jan’s still firm thirty-six C cup size with incredible big nipples on huge aureoles, they must be more than an inch in diameter, are magic for me. “Tell me what both of you want and like, Kate.” “Help us live our our fantasies. “I want my man to masturbate while he watches. Lesbian sex always has an extra dimension with my man watching, enjoying and masturbating,” I tell her as she rubs her cunt on mine as we tongue kiss with the tips of our wet tongues. "That is so good, so fucking good," I moan as she continues to grind her cunt into mine. “And I want you to make me squirt, really squirt,” I whisper as she lays me on my back on the bed, then puts a pillow under my ass.

I said. Charlotte crouched on the ground sorting out the camera's gears. "What are those for?" asked Olive, having a nosy look at her bag. "Media studies," Charlotte grunted, shoving the mini-tripod and lens around impatiently. "I'm being forced against my will and for no possible educational value to make a documentary about an all-girl baseball team. Even though I happen to think all of the sports are a boring ridiculous excuse for some attention and ego-stroking."

Jax stated firmly. “You lie! You were just as active in what we were doing as he was.” Bianca snapped. “Shall I prove who the liar truly is?” Jax asked as he pulled up his laptop. “How….how can you prove that?” Alpha Marvin asked. “It’s very simple Alpha. You see you have several security cameras through out the pack house. Two on this floor alone. What you don’t have is a closed system. Everything that happens in these halls is streamed to an open website that is linked to your pack’s website. The whole feed from the moment we arrived, to right this second is recorded, and played live through out the whole wolf web. I am sorry to say Bianca, but your nakedness is on full display for any wol

I said, without looking back. “You asked to see me, Alpha.” My beta said, respectfully. “Find me another sex slave.” I said, without looking at him. “Uhm… Alpha, I have a suggestion, but forgive me, it was a ridiculous thought.” He said. Then I turned to him, with curiosity, taking over me. “Only I will decide if it is ridiculous, or not. Now, tell me.” ~ “Be my sex submissive, for one day.” Nisha Avalor was known for how she couldn’t help but have sex with men, and could have sex many times in one day. What interested me was that she knew how to satisfy men, and she herself was the one who wasn’t easily satisfied.

Alessia's POV I passed the USB to the council host. He put it on the laptop and played the contents of the video. It was multiple recordings of Alpha Jeremy, extorting money from female Lunas of different packs. Blackmailing them with videos. There were also lists of the group of Alpha’s who exchanged their wives in the name of pleasure and dominance.

When I was alone, I would touch myself while watching women pleasure each other, imagining how it would feel to have a woman’s mouth on me instead of Jake’s fumbling attempts. We broke up shortly after graduation, and I moved back home, relieved to be done with him. That breakup, combined with the boredom, turned my p**n habit into a full obsession. I would lock my door, turn down the lights, and browse sites, searching specifically for “lesbian” or “girl on girl” content. My favorite videos were the ones with genuine heat—the way one woman would pin the other down, spread her legs wide, and devour her like she was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted.

I thundered. They flinched and the woman closest to me raised a finger and glanced at Lena. “We begged her to leave but she wouldn't budge. She said she wanted to do this herself and we… we…” her breath swallowed her voice. Lena took a step forward, her eyes glued to her feet. “It's true Alpha, I just wanted to be useful around here,” “Useful? You call this useful?” I said with a stern voice, staring at the mess on her Apron and the utensils that were all over the floor.

“I’ve been such a slut in my head, Lucas. Fantasizing about strange men running a train on me. Four big cocks stretching my pussy, ass, and throat while I scream like a whore. Would you like that? Seeing your wife get turned into a cum-covered mess?” I was lost in it now—bobbing my head frantically, slurping and gagging, my fingers frantically rubbing my clit under the lingerie. My heavy tits bounced with every movement. I didn’t notice that in my lust-drunk haze, instead of hitting record… I had accidentally started a live stream to my social media. Every filthy moan, every wet suck, every depraved word I spoke was being broadcast live to hundreds of people—supporters, donors, journalists,

"Isabelle. This notification—it’s from a lesbian p**n site. You were watching that?" My cheeks burned. The others looked at me with curiosity. I could not hide it. "Yes. I have been addicted to watching lesbian p**n for a while now. It started as curiosity about my own feelings. Now I watch it almost every night. Please don’t judge me. I feel so embarrassed admitting it, but I touch myself thinking about women together. Don't think less of me please." Aurora touched my hand reassuringly. "No judgment here Isabelle. We all have hidden desires. In fact this could be perfect. Instead of watching alone we could try it out now with each other. Get the real experience ourselves. What do you think?

The red light on my webcam was a beacon. It meant I was live. It meant money. I leaned back in my gaming chair, the cheap leather sticking to my skin, and ran a hand down my slim chest. My chat room was filling up, the names scrolling by in a blur of color. "KittenToy is online," "Show us that ass, Kitten," "What's the goal for tonight?" The tips trickled in, small amounts, ten dollars here, twenty there. It was rent money. It was ramen money. It was not enough.