Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!********************"That's it, pound that slutty pussy!" Another person yelled. I'm not a slut! Helen thought as waves of pleasure crashed through her. She was slowly building towards orgasm and her moans were much louder now, even muffled by the engorged dick in her mouth.Behind her, Chris growled softly. "I'm about to cum."Hot cum flooded her pussy.Three more vicious thrusts jetted more hot spunk into her tight minge, and she felt it oozing down her legs, but she was disappointed.She hadn't gotten to her climax yet, and she felt her arousal fade as Chris withdrew his dick.A voice laughed. "Sloppy seconds for you, Andy. What a filthy slut!"She felt insulted, then realised she was willingly allowing two men to fuck her. More than willingly, she yearned for them to pound her hard.Perhaps, I am a slut. She wondered. Andy pulled his rigid dick from her mouth. Then, Helen shot a glance at her audience once more as Chris and An
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!There was another painful thrust, and she whimpered. The dick paused, still stretching her ass painfully. The pain subsided a little until the dick pressed deeper into her bottom.Helen almost shouted for him to stop, but the burning eased again. Another painful thrust, another whimper. It seemed to last forever, with repeated waves of pain that subsided, so she felt pleasantly replete.Finally, she felt a hairy groin press against her bum cheeks."That's it; that's all I've got," Chris said.Helen moaned. The remaining pain slowly ebbed away.Her entrance was stretched wide, and she felt incredibly full, but it felt okay; better than okay, it felt fantastic. She wiggled her arse, exploring the delicious feeling of fullness the movement evoked.Strong hands stroked her bum. "God, your arse is so fucking tight." Chris paused. "You've never done this before, have you?"Helen shook her head. "No."Chris snorted. "Sorry, the way you came on
Fiona looked at herself in the floor length mirror. She lightly ran her fingers through her long wavy dark hair, parted down the middle, brushing it onto her tanned bare shoulders.She looked at her make-up, pursing her lips to make sure there wasn't too much red lipstick, and then checking the light black eyeliner and blue eye shadow that complimented her deep blue eyes.She leaned back and ran her hands over the tight black dress that hugged her fit but curvaceous figure. Thin straps went over her bare shoulders, invisible with her hair draped over her shoulders. The neckline was cut down possibly too low, revealing her ample cleavage but she smiled and pushed her breasts together, amplifying the effect.The dress hugged her hips and butt tightly then stopped short at mid-thigh revealing her long toned legs, clad in stockings. The dress was tight enough to see the garter belt beneath the dress, clipped to her stockings.The black heels were toeless with straps around her ankles and
CONTINUATION: ENTERTAINING HER HUSBAND'S BOSS "Dinner's almost ready," she said louder. "Make the drinks and keep our guest company while I finish up."With a groan Phil walked to a cabinet to retrieve two glasses, added ice, and poured in some bourbon. He took the drinks back to the living room with a final look at his wife."Here's your drink," she heard him say, "Oh, and let me take your coat. And have a seat wherever you want.""Well, let me say hello to Fiona first," Tim said.Fiona was dropping the spaghetti into the boiling water when she heard Tim walk across the living room and into the dining area that was separated from the kitchen by the short part of the L-shaped counters. He leaned forward and just looked at her for a few seconds.Fiona didn't say anything as she added salt to the pasta and put on the pot lid, then turned to him."Hi, Fiona," he finally said, a big smile on his lips."Hi, Dean McLaughlin," she said."Oh, just call me Tim," he said."All right, Tim, how
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss "Just thought I'd come in and talk to you," he replied. He glanced back into the living room. "I think Phil has run out of conversation.".She followed his gaze and saw her husband slouched in his favorite chair, head tilted to the side, mouth slightly open, snoring.She smiled softly. He looked so peaceful, though it was a scene she'd seen countless times before. "Sorry about that," she said, turning back to Tim. "He works long hours. Well, you know that already." "Yeah, I do," he said with a knowing smirk. Tim swirled the ice in his glass before taking a long drink and setting the glass down on the counter. He leaned in just a little closer, his voice dropping to something lower, almost conspiratorial. "If I were him, I wouldn't work such long hours, leaving a beautiful wife like you alone." She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a half-smile. "I’m not alone that much. I work too, you know." He gave a slight shrug, his
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss With a few slow, deliberate strokes he kept sliding further and further into her, until his pelvis met her butt and she felt her pussy stretched and filled by his cock, wonderfully stretched and filled.She gripped him tightly, not wanting to let him go, wanting him deep inside of her."Oh god," he groaned, holding still, his hands holding her waist tightly, her dress draped over his wrists, so he could see her bare firm ass and his solid erection disappearing inside of her.He trembled at just the sight of the penetration and the feel of her tight pussy was making him want to come already. He sighed and tilted his head back, letting himself calm down.Fiona didn't move, feeling him on the edge, and just waited for him to regain control and move again. She looked back over her shoulder at him, tossing her hair to the side.His face was intense with concentration, looking down at their joining. He looked up at her, met her gaze, and his fa
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss*****He slid his cock from her hand and pushed into her again, making her throw her head back and grunt. He started fucking her hard and fast, but she put a hand behind her and on his stomach."Not like this anymore," she pleaded. "I can't stand up anymore.""Okay," he said.Then, without hesitation he put his hands on her waist and turned her around facing him and lifted her up onto the counter. She put her hands behind her onto the counter to hold herself up as he moved between her legs, shoving her dress up to her waist. He pulled her closer to the edge of the counter and then looking down, he watched as he slid back into her easily and smoothly, the counter at a perfect height.She spread her legs around him and he laid his hands on her thighs as he thrust in and out of her, pulling out until the head started to emerge than shoving back into her, threatening to pushing her further onto the counter so she had to hold herself up to the
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's bossFiona almost reached out to pull him back against her as he stepped back, but was too tired to move. His cock slid from her and semen spilled out of her, running down her pussy and butt, and then dripping onto the floor."Oh damn," he said, looking at trail of semen leaking out of her."Just get me some paper towels, please," she said, pointing to the roll of paper towels by the sink.Tim walked across the kitchen, tore off some paper towels, and came back to her, his cock hanging out of the fly of his pants, no longer hard, but not completely soft. He handed her the paper towels and she held them between her legs with one hand while she offered her other hand to him."Help me off here?" she asked.He took her hand in one hand and her waist in the other and brought her down off the counter to her feet. Her dress slid back down over her arm between her legs and she felt foolish standing in the kitchen like that, but decided to not care.Tim
A crazy game of truth and dare (8)“You…” Emma managed to pant out, breathless. “You’re the better fuck… mmm… your cock is so fucking big… ohhh… mmm…”Rob’s hands tightened on her hips, his pace quickening. Her breasts bounced against his chest with each thrust, her nipples brushing his skin. He groaned, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke.“I want you to say my name when you cum,” he murmured, his voice rough. “Tell me you love me.”He drove into her faster now, his cock slamming deep with every thrust. Her body was on fire, her nerves raw with sensation. She was close again, teetering on the edge.“Say it,” he demanded, his hand sliding up to squeeze her breast. “Say it as you cum all over my big cock.”“I… I…” she stammered, her breath hitching.“Say it, slut,” he growled. “Make me proud.”“I… I… oh my god… ohhh… ohhh… I love you…” The words tumbled out of her mouth, breathless and raw. It felt wrong—but god, it felt good. So much naughtier than anything she’d done tonight. Her o
A crazy game of truth or dare (7)Tony moved closer, almost leaning on Rob as he filmed. His eyes were locked on Emma’s body, on the way her tits squeezed around Rob’s cock.Rob noticed. “Kiss her, Tony,” he said. “It’s okay, mate. Just give me the phone. I’ll film.”Emma should have been disgusted. She should have said no. But as Tony grabbed her head and kissed her hard, she kissed him back. His tongue pushed into her mouth, rough and sloppy, but she didn’t care. There was something filthy about it. Something thrilling.She was lost in it now.And she never wanted it to end."Yeah... that's it. Good slut," Rob groaned, his tone thick with approval. "Mmm, yeah, your fucking tits are incredible."He held his phone steady, filming everything with practiced ease, capturing every angle as Emma obediently worked herself against him. Her full breasts bounced softly as she moved, her skin flushed with heat.She was breathless already, her lips wet and swollen from the non-stop kissing they’
A crazy game of truth or dare (6)Emma’s breath hitched. His words hit harder than any touch could. She felt his hands guiding her, and she didn’t resist. She climbed over him, straddling his lap, facing him. Her thong pressed against the bulge in his jeans, and she moaned without meaning to as she felt just how hard he was.They kissed again. Harder now. Messier. Full of need and something darker. Rob reached behind her, unclipping her bra completely and letting it fall behind her. Tony picked it up without hesitation, bringing it to his face and inhaling deeply. Emma’s stomach twisted, but instead of revulsion, it was excitement that flooded her.Tony rubbed the bra over his bulge, groaning as he did. Emma’s skin prickled. She could feel his eyes on her bare chest. She wanted to hide, to cover herself, but Rob wouldn’t let her. He held her in place, kissing her, controlling her.She was in just her thong and heels now. Grinding on her husband’s best friend, her own friend’s husband,
A crazy game of truth or dare(4)Emma didn’t have time to respond before Tony returned with three beers, handing them each a bottle.“To love,” he said, lifting his drink.Rob chuckled, raising his bottle to meet Tony’s. Emma followed, their bottles clinking together. She smiled faintly, though the alcohol was already making her head light.“Hey, Tony, can you do me a favor?” Rob asked, glancing at him over the rim of his bottle. “We didn’t get many pictures earlier… could you take a couple of us?” He handed Tony his phone without waiting for a reply.“Great idea, babe,” Emma said, giving Rob a half-smile. “Let me just put my clothes back on.”Rob waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, nonsense! I’ve got tons of boring photos. I want my bride in her sexy white lingerie.”Emma blushed, glancing down at herself. She was well aware of how little she was wearing, but hearing Rob say it out loud in front of Tony made her cheeks burn hotter.“Whatever you want, babe,” she replied, forcing a smil
A crazy game of truth or dare(4)Emma didn’t have time to respond before Tony returned with three beers, handing them each a bottle.“To love,” he said, lifting his drink.Rob chuckled, raising his bottle to meet Tony’s. Emma followed, their bottles clinking together. She smiled faintly, though the alcohol was already making her head light.“Hey, Tony, can you do me a favor?” Rob asked, glancing at him over the rim of his bottle. “We didn’t get many pictures earlier… could you take a couple of us?” He handed Tony his phone without waiting for a reply.“Great idea, babe,” Emma said, giving Rob a half-smile. “Let me just put my clothes back on.”Rob waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, nonsense! I’ve got tons of boring photos. I want my bride in her sexy white lingerie.”Emma blushed, glancing down at herself. She was well aware of how little she was wearing, but hearing Rob say it out loud in front of Tony made her cheeks burn hotter.“Whatever you want, babe,” she replied, forcing a smil
A Crazy game of truth and dare (3)“Now a selfie, bra sisters!” Rob teased, throwing an arm around her.She nodded enthusiastically, pressing against him as they posed for a few more shots. Then, without thinking, she reached out and gave his padded cup a squeeze, making an exaggerated honking noise.Rob laughed, taking his shot. He reached out and did the same to her.“Hey!” she gasped, feigning outrage.“You did it first!”“It’s hardly the same.”Rob smirked. “It’s exactly the same. You honked me, so I honked you.” To prove his point, he did it again.Emma burst out laughing, shaking her head. She wasn’t mad—far from it. The playful, mischievous energy between them was exactly what she’d been craving all week.“Truth or dare?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.Emma grinned. “I think we’re just on dares now.”“Alright then, Queen,” he drawled, waving her blouse like a flag. “The pizza guy will be here any minute, and you’re going to answer the door.”“Haha, not like this, I’m not!”“Oh,
A crazy game of truth and dare. (2)Emma stood up confidently, then immediately realized her skirt was too tight. As she tried to part her legs slightly, she gasped. “I’ll rip it!”Rob, lounging on the sofa with an easy grin, barely looked up. “Just pull it up a bit.” His voice was casual, almost indifferent.Emma nodded and adjusted the fabric, tugging it higher inch by inch until it was just longer than a mini skirt. Taking a deep breath, she started her star jumps. With every bounce, her skirt rode up slightly, and her firm breasts jiggled under the silk blouse. The smooth fabric clung to her body, accentuating her curves. Rob played it cool, laughing along so it didn’t seem like he was ogling her—though, in truth, he absolutely was.When she finished, she smoothed her skirt back down and flopped onto the couch. “Okay, truth or dare?”Rob smirked. “Dare again.”Emma’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Alright, well, I’m starving. Order a pizza—but in a foreign accent. And no laughing.”
***********It had taken some effort, but Emma had finally managed to get her husband, Jason, to bed.“He’ll never learn,” Rob laughed as he and Emma made their way back downstairs.“Aww, bless him. He’s been working so much lately. Poor thing must be exhausted.” She tried to sound affectionate, but the truth was, she was annoyed.Tonight was supposed to be a fun, lively house party—a chance to catch up with friends, laugh, and drink long into the night. Instead, it had been a complete flop. It wasn’t even midnight, and only she and Rob remained. Sure, Jason had been overworked since his promotion, but that didn’t excuse him getting hammered within hours. He had been throwing back shots like a man on a mission, despite the fact that he famously couldn’t handle his liquor. The results were as predictable as they were humiliating: he insulted one of her friends and her husband, spilled a drink on another, and vomited in the kitchen before passing out on the stairs.To make matters worse
Brebda gets a tattoo and a cock (6)Minutes later, the tattoo artist and the other young men had gotten dressed, leaving only Brenda who still stood naked. Her new tattoo shone wet and bright on her inner thigh."Wow," She muttered. "I uh, I'm sorry about your swimsuit," the young man who had torn it said, staring at the useless rag on the floor."Shit," Brenda said as she realized she had nothing to wear. "How am I going to get out of here?" The three men stared at her in silence."Well...uh...." Dan began then stopped at a loss. He thought for a moment about offering her his shirt. Secretly though, he harbored a fantasy of seeing her walk naked and cum covered along the sidewalk outside in front of everyone."Shoot," the tattoo guy said, avoiding her eyes, "we don't have anything extra here, and I don't think any of our clothes would fit you."Brenda looked down at herself and lifted her huge tits in front of her. "No, not with these babies," she said.Then she picked up the torn