MasukThe next afternoon the house was quieter. Ava’s boss was out. His wife was in the living room on a long phone call, voice carrying faintly down the hall. Ava was in the laundry room folding towels, the soft hum of the dryer filling the small space.The door opened behind her.She didn’t need to turn around to know it was Nathan. The door clicked shut. Ava’s hands stilled on the warm fabric.“Why didn't you come to my room.?“ Nathan asked.“Nothing.““She’s right down the hall,” she whispered.Nathan’s body pressed against her back. One hand slid into her hair and closed into a fist, tilting her head to the side. His mouth brushed her ear.“Then you’ll have to stay quiet this time.”He pulled her uniform skirt up and pushed her panties down just far enough. His fingers found her already wet. He rubbed her roughly for a few seconds, then freed his cock and pushed inside her pussy in one hard thrust.Ava’s mouth opened in a silent gasp. Nathan’s hand tightened in her hair, keeping her h
Ava had been the live-in maid for three months. She was twenty-two, petite but with a full ass and soft breasts that her uniform never quite hid. The family treated her politely enough. The son, Nathan, was twenty-three. Tall, quiet, always watching her when he thought she wasn’t looking.That evening the parents were in the living room watching something on the big screen. The volume was loud enough to cover most sounds. Ava was in the dining room clearing the last of the plates when Nathan walked in and closed the door behind him.He didn’t speak at first. He just looked at her. Ava’s hands stilled on the table.“You’ve been walking around this house like you don’t know what you do to me,” he said, voice low.Ava’s pulse jumped. “Nathan… your parents are right there.”He crossed the space between them in three steps. One hand gripped her waist. The other slid up into her hair and closed into a fist, pulling her head back just enough to make her look at him.“I don’t care where the
The night had already stretched past any normal hour, but none of them cared.The living room was a mess of cushions, discarded clothes, and the heavy smell of sex. Maya lay on her back catching her breath, skin shiny with sweat. Lena was on her side next to her, one thigh still draped over Maya’s. The three guys sat close, still hard, still watching.Jordan moved first.He grabbed a handful of Maya’s dark hair and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. The grip was firm enough to sting her scalp. She gasped but didn’t resist. He positioned himself behind her, rubbed the head of his cock against her soaked entrance, and drove in with one hard thrust.The force pushed a loud moan out of her.Jordan didn’t ease in. He started fucking her with full power right away deep, heavy strokes that made her thick ass bounce and ripple. Every thrust slapped skin against skin. He kept his fist in her hair, using it to pull her head back so her back arched. Maya’s mouth stayed open. Soft, broken s
The apartment was already warm when the last person arrived.Five of them in total. The living room lights were low. Music played soft enough that no one had to raise their voices. Empty bottles sat on the coffee table. Someone had pulled the big couch cushions onto the floor, turning the space into one wide, open place to fall into.Maya was twenty-one, dark hair falling loose around her shoulders, wearing only an oversized shirt that barely covered her. Lena, nineteen, sat cross-legged in a sports bra and soft shorts, laughing at something one of the guys said. The three guys Jordan, Chris, and Tyler had already lost their shirts. The air smelled like skin and leftover beer and the faint sweetness of weed from earlier.No one announced what was going to happen. It just started.Jordan kissed Maya first. Slow at first, then deeper when she opened her mouth for him. Chris moved behind her and pulled the shirt over her head. Her breasts were full and soft. He cupped them from behind wh
Three nights later the station was running on reduced power again. A sensor array on the outer ice had failed and most of the crew were occupied with diagnostics in the main lab. Elias sent Maya a single message on the internal system: Dome. Now.She went.The observation dome was colder than last time. The aurora was weaker, just a faint green haze against the black sky. Elias was waiting with his outer layers already off. The look on his face was darker, hungrier. When the door sealed behind her he didn’t kiss her first. He turned her around, pressed her against the curved glass, and pulled her thermal pants down in one rough motion.“No slow start tonight,” he said against her ear.Maya’s breath fogged the glass. She nodded.He freed his cock, rubbed the thick head between her legs once, and pushed inside her from behind in a single deep thrust. The stretch pulled a sharp sound from her throat. Elias didn’t give her time to adjust. He gripped her hips hard and started fucking her
The next night the station felt even quieter than usual.Maya waited until the last of the crew had closed their bunk doors. Her heart beat steady and hard as she pulled on her mid-layers and stepped into the corridor. The observation dome sat at the far end of the complex, a raised glass structure used for aurora readings and long-range ice scans. Most nights it stayed empty after twenty-two hundred.The door sealed behind her with a soft hiss. Elias was already there.He stood near the curved window, silhouetted against the faint green wash of the aurora outside. When he turned, the look on his face was the same quiet intensity from the night before. No small talk. He crossed the space between them, cupped her face in both hands, and kissed her like he had been thinking about it all day.Maya melted into it. The loneliness of the station, the weeks of careful distance, the constant cold all of it poured into the kiss. His hands slid under her layers and found bare skin. She made a s
God, I remember my first year in college like it was yesterday. The lectures, the late nights cramming, and yeah, the crushes that hit you like a truck. But nothing compared to Professor Alex Harlan. He was only twenty six, fresh out of grad school, with that messy dark hair that always looked lik
Victor ran a hand down my spine, fingers dipping between my ass cheeks to trace the mess dripping from my hole."Look at this cunt," he said quietly. "So full already, but still leaking like it wants more. You really are a greedy little slut, aren't you?"I nodded, voice hoarse. "Yes. I want everyt
I stayed face down on the bed for a few seconds, catching my breath, body still trembling from the overload. Victor stood behind me, cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined mess. He reached down, scooped a finger through the cum dripping from my hole, then brought it to my lips. "Tas
Mom had been dating Victor for six months when he and his son Jamal moved in. Victor was forty-five, tall and thick from years of gym time, dark skin, short beard, always in tight shirts that showed off his broad chest and arms. Jamal was twenty-two, leaner but just as built, dreads loose down his







