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A Delicious Sinful Bite Aunty Athena’s Creamy Cunt #2
Athena lay back on the sectional, legs still splayed, her creamy cunt glistening from Jax’s tongue and her recent orgasm. Her silk robe had fallen completely away now, leaving her naked and shameless, full tits heaving, nipples dark and stiff, thighs slick with her own juices and his spit. She crooked a finger at Jax, eyes heavy with hunger.“Come here, nephew,” she rasped. “Auntie needs that thick young cock inside her. Right now.”Jax stood, chest rising fast, boxer briefs tented obscenely. The fat head of his dick had pushed past the waistband, leaking steadily. He shoved the fabric down, letting his cock spring free, long, veined, flushed dark red, the shaft already shiny with pre-cum. At nineteen it stood proud and eager, curving slightly upward like it was made to hit deep.Lucia stayed crouched beside the couch, one hand between her own thighs now. She’d pushed her loose sleep shorts aside and was slowly circling her clit with two fingers, lips parted, eyes locked on her son
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The house was quiet except for the low, throaty moans spilling from the living-room television. Jax, nineteen and restless on a humid summer evening, padded barefoot down the hallway in nothing but gray boxer briefs that clung to his thickening cock. He’d been heading to the kitchen for a drink when the sounds stopped him cold at the arched doorway.There, sprawled across the wide leather sectional, was his aunt Athena.At thirty-eight she was still devastating, long jet-black hair fanned out over the cushions, her silk robe fallen open to expose every lush inch of her. Her legs were spread wide, knees hooked over the armrest, one hand buried wrist-deep between her thighs. Her fingers plunged in and out of her excessively creamy cunt with wet, obscene squelches; thick strands of her arousal coated her knuckles and dripped down the crack of her ass onto the leather. Her other hand mauled her heavy breasts, pinching and rolling fat, dark nipples until they stood out like ripe berries.
A Delicious Sinful Bite Werewolf Shifting Mid Thrusts #2
Elarik’s rhythm faltered for the first time, his hips stuttering as something primal rippled through him. I felt it inside me, his cock swelling thicker, impossibly so, the shaft pulsing with heat that made my walls flutter in response. A deep, rumbling growl tore from his throat, no longer human, vibrating straight through my core.His silver eyes flared bright gold, pupils narrowing to slits. Fur—thick, coarse black fur—began to sprout along his shoulders and arms in rapid waves, spreading like wildfire across his skin. I gasped, my hands flying to his chest where the smooth muscle was already shifting, hardening into something more powerful, more animal. Sharp claws and black talons pushed from his fingertips, scraping lightly against my hips as he gripped me tighter, pinning me beneath him.“Elarik—oh god,” I whimpered, fear and raw lust twisting together. But I couldn’t stop; my body betrayed me, hips rolling up to meet his brutal thrusts even as terror spiked in my veins.He
A Delicious Sinful Bite Werewolf Shifting Mid Thrusts #1
WARNING: This Chapter and the next one Contains Bestiality. Read at your own risk. My name is Zara, and for the past two years, I’ve been the live-in maid for Elarik Voss, the enigmatic owner of this sprawling estate hidden deep in the misty forests of the countryside. He’s a tall, brooding man in his late thirties, with sharp features, piercing silver eyes, and a body carved from marble, broad shoulders, chiseled abs, and arms that could crush stone. I’ve caught glimpses of him shirtless more times than I care to admit, and each time, a forbidden heat pools between my thighs. But he’s my employer, and I’m just the help: a curvy 25-year-old with long black hair, full lips, and hips that sway a little too much when I dust his study.Lately, though, something’s changed. Elarik’s been watching me with a hunger that makes my skin tingle. His voice drops to a low growl when he gives orders, and last night, under the full moon, I swear I heard howling from his private wing. Tonight, as
A Delicious Sinful Bite Cuckhold #2
The bedroom smelled faintly of Sarah’s perfume and the musky anticipation that hung thick in the air. The king-sized bed, where Mark had once believed he could satisfy his wife, was now the stage for her complete surrender. Sarah had already stripped Alex down to nothing, and the sight of him made Mark’s knees weak.Alex’s cock hung heavy between his thighs, semi-erect and obscene in its proportions: easily nine inches long even before full hardness, thick as Sarah’s wrist, the fat mushroom head already glistening with a bead of precum. Veins pulsed along the shaft like ropes under dark skin. It looked less like an organ and more like a weapon designed to ruin.Sarah dropped to her knees in front of him without hesitation, her robe long discarded. She wrapped both hands around the base, her fingers couldn’t meet, and stroked slowly, reverently, while staring up at Alex with worshipful eyes.“Look at this, Mark,” she said, voice husky with lust. “This is what a real cock looks like.
A Delicious Sinful Bite Cuckhold #1
In the dimly lit living room of their suburban home, Sarah lounged on the plush leather couch, her silk robe barely concealing the curves of her voluptuous body. At 32, she was a vision of unapologetic sensuality, long auburn hair cascading over her shoulders, full breasts straining against the thin fabric, and a mischievous glint in her emerald eyes. Her husband, Mark, sat across from her in his armchair, fidgeting nervously with the hem of his shirt. He was a mild-mannered accountant in his mid-30s, average in every way: average build, average height, and an average cock that had long since failed to satisfy Sarah’s insatiable cravings.For months, Sarah had been teasing Mark about her fantasies, whispering filthy promises during their lackluster lovemaking sessions. “What if I brought home a real man?” she’d purr, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. “Someone who could stretch me out, make me scream like you never could.” Mark’s face would flush with a mix of shame
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