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FIFTY SHADES OF FILTHY DESIRES FRIENDS WITH BENEFIT (2)
I spat on her pussy, rubbed it in with my cockhead and then plunged back in.This angle was deeper and meaner. Every thrust slapped my balls against her clit so hard. She screamed into her forearm, trying to muffle it but failing.I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. “Let them hear. Let the whole fucking building know who owns this pussy.”“Yes…..yes….yours….only yours….”I fucked her harder and faster until the desk was rattling like it was going to collapse.Then I pulled out again then dragged her across the room where I bent her over the leather sofa in the corner. Same thing: dress shoved up, legs spread, cock buried to the hilt.She came first, screaming my name her pussy clamping so tight I almost lost it. I fucked her through it relentlessly until her legs gave out.Then I bent her over the filing cabinet.Then the conference table.Then back to my desk, put her on her back again, legs wrapped around my waist and nails digging into my shoulders while I pounded her into
FIFTY SHADES OF FILTHY DESIRES FRIENDS WITH BENEFIT
DannyThe office was dead quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning and the wet, obscene sounds Gia was making around my cock.She’d shown up exactly twenty-three minutes after my text, this is a record time for her. No bra, no panties, just that tiny red dress that hugged her tits like it was painted on and ended high enough on her thighs that one wrong move would flash the entire building. She knew the rules. She always knew the rules.I’d spent last night sexting her until 2 a.m. filthy promises about what I’d do to her throat, her pussy and her ass if she showed up today. Then she’d sent one last voice note: her moaning my name while she fucked herself with that thick pink dildo I bought her last month. I’d jerked off twice in my bed after that and still woke up hard. Still hard when I walked into the office at 7:45. Still hard when the clock hit 11:00 and she finally strolled through my door like she owned the place.Now she was on her knees between my spread thighs, m
FIFTY SHADES OF FILTHY DESIRES The Stranger In My House (2)
Gabriel, not Ethan but Gabriel. My mother’s late husband’s best friend. The man who’d carried Dad’s casket. The man who’d come to every birthday, every holiday, every family barbecue.The man I’d called Uncle Gabe until I was sixteen and realized I was staring at his arms too long.I scrambled to sit up grabbing for my dress to heart in my throat.Mom set the bags on the entry table like this was normal.Like she hadn’t just walked in on her daughter half naked with a man twice her age.“Mom…” My voice cracked. “This isn’t…” She waved a hand in a casual gesture“Don’t be dramatic, Ava. I told Gabriel he could stop by. I gave him the spare key last month when I was worried about the pipes.”Pipes? She was worried about pipes?Not about her twenty-four-year-old daughter getting throat-fucked in the living room by her dead husband’s best friend.Gabriel still half naked, still half-hard….. stood slowly. Unashamed. He reached for his shirt folded neatly on the armchair like he’d planned
FIFTY SHADES OF FILTHY DESIRES The Stranger In My House
AvaThe front door clicked shut behind me with a finality that felt like a slap. My keys hit the bowl on the entry table harder than necessary, the metallic clatter echoing through the quiet house. I’d spent the last hour sitting in my car outside the apartment complex where Mark…. ex-Mark now….. lived with his new “roommate,” the one he’d been “just friends” with for six months. The one he’d finally admitted he was in love with. The one who wasn’t me.I was still wearing the dress I’d picked out this morning hoping tonight would be different. Black, fitted, low-cut enough to feel dangerous. Now it just felt like a costume for a role I’d been fired from.The living room light was on.I froze in the hallway.I live alone. Mom hasn’t had a key since I changed the locks after Dad died two years ago. No one else has a key. No one should be here.My heart kicked up, not quite fear yet…. more like the slow drip of adrenaline that comes right before something irreversible happens.I stepped f
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I hook my thumbs into my leggings and shove them down—panties and all in one go. Step out of them and kick them aside.Now I’m naked in a public restroom, skin prickling from the cold tile under my feet, pussy glistening and thighs already slick.He stares like he’s never seen a naked woman before.“Touch yourself,” he rasps. “I want to watch you play with that pretty pussy while I jerk off.”I don’t hesitate.One hand stays on my breast, kneading. The other slides between my legs. I’m soaked, slippery and swollen. My fingers glide easily over my clit, circling once, twice. Pleasure spikes sharp and bright.He groans. “Fuck… yeah… just like that…”I spread my legs wider, lean back against the sink ledge so he has a perfect view. Two fingers slip inside easily, I feel greedy. I pump slowly, matching his rhythm.The sounds are obscene: wet squelching from my pussy, slick glides from his fist and our shared heavy breathing.“I need…” My voice cracks. “I need your cock in my mouth.”His h
FIFTY SHADES OF FILTHY DESIRES Big Black Cock
KassyI’m standing at the self-checkout, trying to scan a carton of almond milk without the machine screaming at me for the third time, when the baby next to me decides my day needs more chaos as if the one in my life wasn’t already enough. It’s a tiny thing…maybe six months old…chubby cheeks, big eyes, wrapped in a pastel onesie. The mom is juggling an overflowing basket, phone wedged between ear and shoulder, cooing apologies into the receiver. I’m already irritated: the line was long, my period’s due any minute, and the horniness that’s been simmering in me for a solid week is making every little thing feel like sandpaper on raw nerves.Then it happens.A wet, chunky splatter hits my chest, right across the thin white tank top I threw on because it was “just a quick grocery run.” Warm. Sour. Smells like curdled milk and regret.The baby gurgles happily. The mom gasps, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry!”I force a smile so tight my cheeks ache. “It’s… fine. Really.”It’s not fine.I can fe
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