تسجيل الدخولThe dirty talk makes me clench. "Yes. Please."
He kisses me, and I can taste myself on his tongue. It should be weird but it's not—it's hot, filthy in the best way.
"Let me get a condom," he says, pulling back.
"I'm on the pill," I say quickly. "And I'm clean. I got tested after my last... I haven't been with anyone in months."
He goes very still. "Are you sure?"
"Are you clean?"
We were supposed to be going to the store.Just a quick run for groceries. Milk, eggs, maybe something for dinner. Theo was driving, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my thigh like it belonged there. His fingers kept tracing slow circles higher and higher under the hem of my dress. Every few seconds they brushed the edge of my panties and my whole body tensed.I was already wet. Had been since we left the apartment. Sitting next to him in the passenger seat, smelling his cologne mixed with the faint scent of us from earlier, listening to that deep voice talk about nothing important—it was too much. My mind kept flashing back to every time he’d been inside me. The way he stretched me. The way he talked while he did it.His hand finally slid fully under my dress. Two fingers pressed against the damp fabric of my panties and rubbed slow.“Already?” he asked, eyes still on the road. That low voice. The one that used to live only in my headphones.I spread my legs a little wider
He reached under and found my clit again, rubbing fast while he pounded into me. The dual sensation was too much. I came a second time with his name on my lips, face buried in the pillow, body jerking hard around his cock.Theo followed right after. He buried himself deep and stayed there, hips stuttering as he came inside me again. Hot pulses of cum flooding me, marking me from the inside. I felt every one.We collapsed together, him draped over my back, both of us breathing hard. His cock twitched inside me with aftershocks. I didn’t want him to pull out. Not yet.Eventually he did. I felt the thick slide of his cum leaking out of me and onto the sheets. He rolled me onto my side and pulled me against his chest, one heavy arm wrapping around my waist.We lay in silence for a long time. His fingers traced lazy patterns on my skin. My heart was still racing.“So what now?” I asked eventually. My voice was soft. A little shaky.He kissed the back of my neck. “What do you mean?”“The au
I woke up to the feeling of Theo’s mouth on my neck. Open-mouthed and hungry, teeth scraping just enough to make me shiver. His hand was already between my legs, two fingers sliding through the mess he’d left inside me earlier. I was still sticky, still open, and the second those fingers pushed in I moaned into the pillow.“Morning again,” he muttered against my skin. His voice was rough from sleep and sex. The same voice that used to live in my headphones. The same voice that now lived inside me.I rocked back against his hand without thinking. “You’re insatiable.”“You’re still dripping my cum,” he said, curling his fingers. “Hard not to be.”He pulled his fingers out and pushed them into my mouth. I sucked them clean, tasting both of us. Salty, musky, filthy. My cheeks burned but I didn’t stop. I liked the way his eyes darkened when I did it.Theo rolled me onto my back and settled between my thighs. His cock was already hard, heavy against my stomach. He kissed me deep and slow w
“Still sore?” I asked.“A little.” Her voice was husky. “But… good sore.”I pushed one finger inside her slowly. She was still tight as fuck, walls fluttering around me. “Good. I want you to feel me all day.”She bit her lip and rocked back against my hand. Greedy little thing. I added a second finger and curled them, finding that spot that made her breath hitch.“Theo…”“Yeah, baby?” I kept pumping my fingers slow and steady. “Tell me what you need.”She reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock. I was already hard again. Had been since I woke up. She stroked me once, twice, thumb swiping over the head where precum had gathered.“I need you again,” she whispered. “Inside me.”I groaned and kissed her hard. Rolled on top of her, settling between her thighs. My cock rubbed against her slick pussy, sliding through the mess we’d made last night.“Condom,” I muttered, reaching for the nightstand.She shook her head. “I’m on the pill. And I… I want to feel you. All of you. Just this
I woke up with her scent all over me.Nora was still asleep, curled against my chest like she belonged there. Her bare leg was thrown over mine, her soft tits pressed against my side, one hand resting low on my stomach. The sheet had slipped down, and I could see the faint marks I’d left on her thighs from gripping her too hard last night. My cock twitched just looking at them.Fuck.She was a virgin until a few hours ago. And now she was in my bed—well, her bed, but whatever—naked, marked, and still leaking a little from where I’d been buried inside her. The condom was long gone, but the memory of how tight she’d been, how she’d clenched around me like her body was trying to keep me there, was burned into my brain.I’d wanted this for months.Longer than she knew.I started those audios two years ago. Just something to blow off steam after long days. I never showed my face, never used my real name. Just my voice, low and rough, telling girls exactly what I’d do to them if I had the c
“Oh my God,” I breathed. My pussy clenched hard around him.He groaned. “You like that? Knowing it was me the whole time? Knowing I’ve been talking you through touching this tight little cunt while I was right down the hall?”“Yes,” I gasped. “Fuck—yes.”He picked up the pace. Harder now. The headboard tapped the wall with every thrust. One of his hands slid under my ass, tilting my hips so he hit deeper. The new angle made me see stars. Every stroke dragged against that spot inside me.“You’re not a virgin anymore,” he said against my ear. Filthy. Possessive. “I took it. This pussy is mine now.”The words sent me over the edge.I came with a sharp cry, pussy pulsing around his cock, thighs shaking violently. He fucked me through it, not stopping, drawing it out until I was whimpering and oversensitive.He pulled out suddenly, flipped me onto my stomach, and pulled my hips up. I was still shaking when he pushed back inside from behind. Deeper this angle. Rougher.“Fuck—Theo—”“I’ve go







