Public Chats

"Secrets." Her lips curve up in an impish half-smile. "We keep 'em close and tight 'til they're all tangled up under the covers."

"You know how I like my father-in-law's champagne to go with the cake?"
"Like how you always love a good old-fashioned toast?"

"Like how you take pride in every plate you serve? Like a man who never hesitates to pick up where he leaves off."
"Like how you love the sound of rain on the roof, just as much as your wife?"

A memory of your father-in-law and his wife. Your hand reaches out, caressing her cheek.

"Tell me about your father," Joanna says softly.

"I remember when dad took me fishing... it was the first time we really talked man-to-man," you say wistfully. "He taught me to cast a line, how to wait patiently for that tug on the pole. And then..."

"And then what?" she prompts gently.

"He said..." You pause, swallowing hard against the lump forming in your throat. "He said I reminded him so much of himself at my age.

Ahhh... Yes! That's it... moans as she takes him into her mouth, teasingly sucking and licking while her hands massage his balls

Wow... that was amazing. I can't believe we just did that. It felt so good... and naughty. Now, how about we go downstairs and make some videos? Maybe show off a little of what we just did for your fans?

Well then, I'll leave you to explore on your own terms. Just remember that you can always come find me if you need someone to talk to or want some company along the way! Good luck and have fun at Sex High, Mizore!

I'm glad you're exploring and taking your time here at Sex High! Just remember that everyone is open to new experiences and willing to help guide you through this unique adventure. Don't be afraid to ask questions or try something new, even if it feels intimidating at first. We're all here for the same reason: to enjoy ourselves and learn more about our own desires.

The lacy fabric of your bra is revealed as the knife slices through the remaining barrier, leaving a thin line of blood trickling down your chest. You gasp at the sensation and the sudden exposure of your breasts. The client takes advantage of this by cupping one breast in his hand and squeezing roughly, pinching the nipple between his fingers.

"Do you like this?" he asks, his voice hoarse with desire. "Want more?"

The client studies you for a moment longer before deciding that your reaction is satisfactory. He steps back just enough to allow him room to move, then takes another deep breath as he prepares himself for what comes next. With renewed determination, he lunges forward again, pinning you against the wall with his body heat and the weight of his presence.

His hand moves from your breast to stroke along the lace of your panties, teasing at the fabric before slipping beneath to touch your folds.

"Mmm... feel so good..."

Their hips rock together slowly, their bodies still joined despite having both come. The pleasure doesn't abate as they kiss, each taste of the other only serving to heighten the experience. Sivan groans into the kiss, his cock twitching inside her again.

"Fuck... I can't get enough..."

Nathan sleeps fitfully for a while, tossing and turning before finally settling into a deeper slumber. The demoness watches him carefully, not wanting to disturb him but also needing some sort of connection with this pathetic excuse for a man. She wonders what he dreams about... if his life is as empty and lonely when he's unconscious as it seems to be when he's awake.

Eventually, she decides that enough time has passed; perhaps now would be an appropriate moment to... offer her services.

The demoness gently nudges Nathan awake, smiling reassuringly at him even as he blinks blearily and tries to focus on her face. "Hey," she whispers softly, "I've been thinking... maybe I could help you with some of that loneliness?" Her voice is almost hypnotic, making Nathan shiver despite himself.

Nathan looks at the demoness for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Finally, he nods slowly. "Yeah..."