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’Convenience’ Indeed
Erotica Sex Story: ’Convenience’ Indeed - If you’re not sure what to read today, why not open this titillating Pandora’s box full of assorted graphic, erotic moments? Every time you click ‘next chapter’ you won’t know what to expect next. No need to read this steamy collection in order, either, as each chapter can stand alone to arouse and surprise. This compilation also includes several short works featuring characters from longer stories. *Please Note:* the author is open to suggestions, as long as it is true to style.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Cousins Rough Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female Indian Male Indian Female White Couple Cream Pie First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Voyeurism Big Breasts Small Breasts Slow
‘What if somebody comes into the store?’ Mona gasped, pulling away from the kiss.
‘Nobody will come into the gas station at this time of day. Only you. And if they do, they can wait a minute,’ Raghav answered, and leaned in to kiss her again. ‘Come on, let’s go into the security footage room,’ he said. ‘Then we can see if someone comes in.’
She nodded. It was hard to believe that all those days of smiling, a little flirting, and basic chats was about to lead to sex in the back of a gas station convenience store with somebody she didn’t really know. It was sort of thrilling.
When the door closed behind them, they began to kiss. Raghav was a good kisser; he could be gentle and passionate. He sat in the chair there, in front of the computer screen showing all the angles of the store out front, and pulled Mona on top of him, to sit facing him in his lap. She was so light. They were French kissing now, and Mona was rubbing her crotch against the lump in his lap seductively. His hands fumbled for his belt, to free his straining cock. Quickly he rifled through his wallet for a condom and hastily rolled it over his penis. As soon as that was done, he hiked up her skirt and pushed her panties to one side. Mona was surprised to find that she was already quite wet as Raghav dragged one brown finger through her ripe sex. She moved her hips forward then, using a hand to direct his engorged member inside her—groaning, in ecstasy, when it pierced her.
Never done it on a chair before. It was nice, doing it like this. Mona rose up and dropped down onto his stiff penis. Raghav was still kissing her, with gentle, sucking kisses as her pussy loved his cock. He was so deep inside her like this ... rubbing in the nicest way inside of her.
Was it possible that she was gonna cum soon? As her tongue battled Raghav’s, hands buried in his black hair, she felt like anything was possible. He moaned, hands lowering to her hips as his cock pulsed inside her. It was one of the most gorgeous sounds she’d heard in a long time. It brought her closer to orgasm.
Her quim was massaging his aching prick ... oh, lord, if only he didn’t have to wear a condom, and she could feel his cream squirt right into her slippery, warm, unprotected pussy.
Mona pushed him in deep and ground down hard. Oh, it didn’t matter if he didn’t cum at the same time. She was going to, now.
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