MasukHe hesitated for a second, then walked slowly toward my wife. Brooke was already kneeling on the bed, playing with her tits, squeezing them and pulling at her nipples. The moment he got close, she reached out and grabbed his cock, stroking it with her small hand.“Can I suck it, Daddy?” she asked, looking straight at me while the nerd had his eyes closed, already moaning like a little bitch.“It’s already so hard,” I answered. I didn’t like when her mouth touched other dicks. I don’t know why, but that was off limits for me. Not to say it never happens. It does but not often.She listened like the good slut she is and kept slowly stroking him. But the guy was just standing there frozen, too shocked to do anything. It was starting to bore me. He was way too awkward.“Okay, hold on,” I said, rubbing my forehead. I stood up and walked over to them. Brooke always did exactly what I told her, so when I said hold on, she let go of his cock right away.“Y-yes?” he whispered, looking at me.“
It was a damn good evening in Miami. My wife and I were in one of the best hotels, finally away from the family, the office, all that fake holy life we play for everybody else. Just us two, ready to do one of our dirtiest hobbies again.I was sitting in the chair finishing my glass of brown liquor after a rough fucking day. Those useless workers at the company screwed up again and gave me high blood pressure like always. Only one way to let it all out, whore my wife out to a stranger, watch him pound her pussy while I stroke my dick, then when he’s done and shoots his load deep inside her, I drop down and lick every thick drop of his cum straight out of her used hole. Shit, I couldn’t wait.I turned to my left and there was Brooke on the bed in her sexiest black lingerie, legs spread wide like I told her, makeup done heavy and slutty the way she knows turns me on. She looked like a perfect whore already waiting.Okay let me rewind a little. My name is Mark and my Christian parents arr
I must admit it scared me a little at first. This wasn’t what I signed up for.Thirty men? Hell, I’d never even been with two guys before. It felt like skipping every step on the stairs and jumping straight to the top, one wrong move and I’d break. But then I looked at the line of men on the screen, all of them naked, hungry, stroking their hard cocks and staring at my exposed pussy like they’d die without it. That sight flipped something inside me. My fear melted into pure, filthy excitement.The first guy had already shoved his thick cock inside me, stretching me wide, and the pleasure hit so hard I just wanted to cum for every single one of them.“You like that?” Sam asked, still watching me from above while I bit my lip trying to muffle my moans. God damn, I didn’t just like it, I fucking loved it.“Ahh!” I cried out as the first cock pulled out and the next one slammed in right away, fresh and just as hungry. “Fuck yes!” The new guy started pounding me immediately, no warm-up, ju
After about thirty minutes, I was ready. I slipped into a tight black mini dress that barely covered my ass, curled my hair so it fell loose over my shoulders, and did my makeup heavy, mascara thick, dark red lipstick that screamed ‘fuck me.’ If Daniel somehow caught a glimpse of my face, I wanted to look perfect. Slutty. Irresistible. And yeah, I liked how dirty it made me feel.I grabbed my keys, left the apartment, and drove straight to the address Sam gave me. Heart pounding the whole way.As soon as I pulled up, I showed the ticket at the entrance. The bouncer’s eyes flicked over me, then he nodded and waved me in like I was VIP. A woman clipped a thin bracelet around my wrist. I glanced down, engraved in small letters: VOLUNTEERED PUSSY.It should’ve felt humiliating. Instead it sent a hot thrill straight to my core. Because that’s exactly what I was doing, volunteering my pussy to a stranger who didn’t even know my name. To Daniel.“She looks ready,” one of the guards muttered
***“And that’s why we should target big corporations right now,” Daniel said, wrapping up his speech. I hadn’t heard a single word. My brain was too busy staring at his mouth. “Any questions?”Someone next to me raised their hand. Daniel’s lips parted as he said “Yes,” and fuck—that deep, smooth voice hit me straight between the legs. I squeezed my thighs together hard, trying not to moan out loud.Daniel Green. Son of the billionaire who owns Green Corporate, one of New York’s top marketing firms. Fresh out of college, and everyone knew he was about to take over from his dad. I was damn lucky to score this internship, and usually I killed it. Focused. Professional. But then there’s always a guy who ruins everything. And yeah, women will straight-up die for dick. I am guilty for that.From the first day Daniel walked in two months ago, I was gone. Tall, six foot, gorgeous Black American guy with that sexy accent, built like he owned the room, and an ass so perfect it should be illega
We really did it.Roman pulled out of me, his cock still slick and hard, and walked straight to Agnes. She patted the bed and told him to lie down, she wanted to ride him. I couldn’t even blame her. Roman’s cock is beautiful: thick, perfectly shaped, veins standing out just right. Maddox’s was different, longer, heavier-looking, but both were the kind that make your mouth water.While Maddox stepped into the bathroom for a second, I stood there, thighs sticky, watching my husband stretch out on his back. Agnes didn’t hesitate. She straddled him, lined up, and sank down onto his cock in one slow, greedy motion.Her wet pussy swallowed him whole. She started rocking, gentle at first, savoring every inch, then faster, hips rolling hard. Roman groaned deep in his throat, hands clamping onto her waist to hold her right where he wanted her.“Fuck yes,” he growled.They got lost in it fast, forgetting I was even in the room. Dirty talk spilled out like they’d been holding it in forever.“It’
I was ready. As Enzo pushed his cock in me I let myself feel everything. I reminded myself how much I’d craved it my whole life. The mix of his thick length and my slick juices felt delicious, making me want to squirt all over again. His size was huge, so the pleasure came with a little sharp pain
I never thought Agnes would actually go through with it. I figured she’d chicken out at the last second, but she didn’t. She told me to climb on the table, but Maddox, her husband, grinned and said the kitchen counter would be way more fun.“He’s right,” Roman said, rubbing his chin. He didn’t look
Naked and on all fours, the woman next to me on the king bed screamed in ecstasy as her husband slammed into her.“Yes, Daddy, just like that,” she cried as her husband went even faster, skin slapping against skin, the wet sounds of his cock slamming into her filling the room.I had someone thrusti
This was wrong. He was my best friend's grandfather. Way older than me. But older men really knew how to make you feel good, and here I was, knees buckling, thighs trembling, pleasure ripping through me like fire.I'd spread my legs wider without thinking. My thong was already soaked from earlier f







