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THE SCENES OF LOVE & LUST

Behind the Scenes of Love, Lust, and Secret Sexual Awakening In "Love's Forbidden Desires," the story delves into the hidden intricacies of love, lust, and the profound journey of sexual awakening, unveiling the secrets that lie beneath the surface. **Love Behind the Scenes**: The love shared by the two main characters, women and man, is a well-guarded secret. Behind closed doors and hushed whispers, their love blossoms, defying societal norms and expectations. It's a love that simmers in the shadows, intensifying their connection and rendering it all the more passionate and forbidden. **Lust Unveiled**: While the world may only see the facade of their lives, behind the scenes, their intense physical attraction is laid bare. Their lust, once concealed, now takes center stage, fueling electrifying encounters where they embrace their deepest and most primal desires. **Secrets of Sexual Awakening**: Behind closed doors, women and man embark on a thrilling and sensual journey of sexual awakening. The secret world they create is a safe haven for exploring their innermost desires and unraveling the mysteries of their own sensuality. It's a path of self-discovery, where inhibitions fade, and the secrets of their passionate desires come to light. **Hidden Fascination**: The heart of their story is the captivating secrecy that shrouds their romance. This forbidden love is a hidden fascination that propels them into a world of intrigue and excitement. Their stolen moments, whispered confessions, and shared secrets become the threads that weave the tapestry of their love, adding a thrilling element of danger. **Unveiling Adventure and Romance**: Behind the scenes, their love story unfolds as an exhilarating adventure through exotic and enigmatic locales. It's a tale of heart-pounding escapades and tender moments, where two souls are intertwined in a romance that transcends boundaries and defies societal conventions. In "In Behind The Senses Lust & Love's Forbidden Desires," the behind-the-scenes narrative pulls back the curtain on a world of intense emotions, untamed passions, and secret adventures, making it a spellbinding tale of love that defies all expectations and embraces the hidden depths of human desire.

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The Highest Point Of Lascivious Lubricity

These details were accompanied and interrupted by two or three delicious and most voluptuous fucks, without once withdrawing my burning prick from her equally heated and throbbing cunt—for her description of these proceedings was most exciting. When she had finished, I withdrew, thinking that we might hug each other and lick up all the delicious spunk in which her juicy cunt abounded. We then renewed our combats, sacrificing to holy Mother Venus in both orifices. Then we slept as only easy-conscience people like ourselves could sleep, and, like giants refreshed by slumber, we renewed our devotions on every altar before separating in the morning.

Two days later, Suzy was initiated by Miss Donald in a similar manner to Shine, while Shine and I made the most of our time in the summer house. Excited by her naive description of her scene with Miss Donald, we indulged in every salacious device that we could cram into the hour's absence, which, by the way, we lengthened out by more than a quarter of an hour, for which Miss Donald thanked me at night. Her scene with Suzy had been one of even greater lubricity, in consequence of Suzy at once lending herself to everything and acknowledging that she knew from Shine what she had to expect. Besides Suzy's more developed form and something about her greatly excited Miss Donald, she was quite amorous toward her. She had done so much in the way of spending that after I had gahuched and fucked her two entrances three times, she required the stimulus of the rod to bring her up to the highest point of lascivious lubricity. And, to tell the truth, I afterwards required and received it myself. Thus our voluptuous passions acted one on the other, and we passed an exhausting night in every excess and refinement of venery, in which Miss Donald's dildoes, for she had two of different sizes, played no small part in both our persons.

Now that the ice was broken, I easily persuaded Miss Donald to occasionally have the first one and then the other of my sisters sleep with her, alleging that an occasional early night's rest would recruit my powers and that when she dismissed her bedfellow in the morning, I could finish her off in force; she could thus initiate them in mutual floggings and in the use of dildo. Of course, I need not say that my ultimate object was to succeed in making it a general organization. Indeed, it ended, but not exactly as I had intended. That mattered not, as long as the desired object was attained. I had the delightful opportunity, too, of watching through my peephole many of the delicious scenes of lubricity enacted, and when driven to the fiercest excess of passion, I used to withdraw, steal up to the unoccupied sister, and vent my raging lust in every indulgence with her.

This had been carried on for about a fortnight, with one or other of the girls sleeping every other night with Miss Donald. Shine, it appeared, had often professed to long to see a real cock and had managed to worm out of Miss Donald that she had enjoyment of mine. The little hussey implored Miss Donald to let her see me fucking her, saying that she could easily hide behind the curtains and I would never know. Miss Donald, whose passions were at the utmost tension of desire, consented, and placing Shine where she could see without being seen, opened my door, but found an empty bed. She at first suspected that I had gone to one of the female servants, but thought she would make sure and see if Mary was not the object. So she stole softly upstairs and found us in the act of enjoying a double gamahuche, which, as it was early morning light, she could see without difficulty. She had the kindness to let us enjoy it to the end, and then, dragging me off, she said,

"Oh! Alexander! This is dreadful! Why could you not be content with me? Have I ever refused you? Do you know this would be the ruin of all of us if it ever became known? You are too young to know the dreadful consequences of discovery."

Here she burst out in a torrent of tears—it was evident from her real fear of the sad results that might ensue and not from any feeling of jealousy. I threw myself into her arms, and as she acknowledged our intimacy, I had less difficulty alluding to it. I caressed and fondled her and told her there was no fear of discovery—less now than ever—as we would be all interested alike in keeping our secret; she would cover my intimacy with my sisters, and they would cover my intimacy with her. All at once, she said,

"How long has this been going on?—tell me truly."

I had long prepared myself for such a question and at once replied that after the description of the libidinous scenes that had taken place between her and them and her exquisite account of their young charms, I got so lecherous upon them that I had sought Suzy out while she was engaged with Shine, and Shinr when Suzy was with her; they were both too delighted to refuse me anything, and we had now enjoyed each other about a dozen times. I had previously told my sisters to support any story I might recount to Miss Donald. Shine had stolen up after she found Miss Donald had passed through my room, and now both confirmed the tale. We surrounded Miss Donald, caressing her in every way. My pego got terribly excited. Drawing up my nightshirt, I said,

"Let this dear fellow make peace between us and become equally dear to all. I know, my loved mistress, that my sisters are longing to see him exercised on your glorious person and buried in your delicious, hairy cunt, so let me offer up sacrifice to its juicy charms. Shine has just said you sought me for the purpose—see, the dear clitoris is raising its head—let Suzy lie down under you to suck your clitoris, and see my prick close above her eyes in vigorous action filling your exquisite cunt. You can gamahuche her, and Shine can look on behind, witness the glorious sight, and act postillion to my bottom-hole."

"Well, my beloved children, the die is cast; it is no use crying after spilling milk, so let us make the best of it. I never could resist the eloquent look of this loved and long, thick thing that was made for giving poor women all she could crave."

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