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The Slút Gets Stretched.
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A Slut With No Name (5)The next morning, everything was normal.Pancakes sizzled on the pan, syrup was sticky on the counter, and my youngest was screaming about a missing sock. I stood at the kitchen island, flipping with one hand, wiping with the other, pretending my thighs weren’t still tender. Pretending I hadn’t moaned into someone else’s hand just hours ago.My husband walked in, still half-asleep, kissed my cheek like he always did, distracted, barely touching.“Morning,” he mumbled, reaching for coffee. “You okay?”“Yeah,” I said, stirring the batter again. “Just tired.”He nodded, already checking emails. I looked at the man I married, the father of my children and felt nothing. Not hate, not love. Just… silence. Like we were in the same room but not in the same world.I dropped the kids off at school, smiled at the other moms, answered questions about soccer practice and birthday parties. No one could tell. No one knew. I wore my face like a mask, perfect and polished.But
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A Slut With No Name (4)As I got into my car and drove home, I thought of what I had done.My dress was still bunched around my hips, my coat open. The air inside the car was cool against my skin, but I didn’t bother fixing myself. I could still feel the ache between my legs. The soreness in my throat. The bruises blooming softly along my hips where Sean and the others had held me down like they couldn’t stand to let me go.Their cum was still dripping out of me, warm and thick. I should’ve felt shame.But I didn’t.I felt alive.The streets were mostly empty, streetlights casting pale reflections across the windshield. I drove slow, letting the silence wrap around me like a second skin. Every red light gave me a moment to close my eyes and feel it again. Sean’s voice in my ear. The stretch of two cocks inside me. The weight of being wanted, not politely, not gently, but entirely.At home, the porch light was off. My husband hadn’t called. He never did when I disappeared like this. He
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A Slut With No Name (3)I knew what I came here for. I wanted to feel used, desired, ruined by strangers who wouldn’t ask questions. I wasn’t supposed to want it this badly, but I did. My body craved something raw and messy, something that reminded me I was still alive.I felt the cool air hit my thighs as one of the men pulled my coat open. I didn’t stop him. I wanted him to look. I wanted them all to see how wet I was for this. His fingers found the proof before I could say a word.“Sean, her pussy’s soaked,” the first guy said, voice rough with surprise. “She wants us to fuck her.”I met his gaze. I didn’t say no. My legs didn’t close. My body responded before my mouth could even catch up. His fingers dipped inside me. I gasped and leaned into the touch. He was rough but not cruel. I needed that edge. My pussy clenched around him, eager.“She’s dripping around my fingers,” he continued, voice low and amused. “She’s begging for it, even if she doesn’t say a thing.”Sean stepped forw
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A Slut With No Name (2)I never thought I’d be the kind of woman who gets off on strangers watching. But the truth is, I wanted this. I wanted to be touched, used, and filled. I wanted something filthy. Something that would make my thighs shake long after it ended.I heard the stall door open again. The sound of a zipper coming down, followed by the heavy stream of a man pissing into the toilet. He didn’t see me. He didn’t know I was kneeling in the next stall with my coat bunched around my hips and my panties glued to my skin.I should’ve left right then. But my knees refused to move.The man was still in his stall when I reached for the latch, ready to sneak out before he noticed. That’s when I heard him speak. His voice came through the wall, smooth and low with a British accent, aged but clear."Stay for one more, would you, love?"I froze.He finished his piss and zipped up. I had missed my chance to leave.Then I saw it. A thick, heavy cock pushed through the hole in the stall w
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⚠️Content Disclaimer:This story contains graphic depictions of explicit sexual acts, including oral sex, anonymous encounters, public restroom settings, gloryhole scenes, multiple partners, and themes of sexual degradation, exhibitionism, and female submission. The content is intended for mature audiences aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is strongly advised.All characters depicted in sexual situations are consenting adults over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior.**********Summary: Tessa was a devoted wife, a loving mother, and a woman quietly starving for more. One accidental discovery unlocked a hunger she never knew she had. Now, she isn’t looking for romance. She isn’t chasing love. She’s kneeling behind locked doors, ready to swallow every secret that slides through the wall.She used to be faithful. Now, she’s insatiable.•••••••I never thought I’d be the kind of woman who’d
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We do not speak as the elevator glides downward to the parking level. The silence stretches between us, thick and charged. My legs are shaking so badly I can barely remain upright. My panties are in his pocket, soaked and stolen. His scent clings to my skin. I can smell him every time I move. I do not want to wash it off.When the elevator doors open, he steps out first. He grips my hand tightly, as if he’s making sure I do not run. I follow him without hesitation. The lights of his car flash in the far corner of the private garage. It is low, black, sharp, and menacing. It suits him perfectly.He opens the passenger door for me, and I lower myself into the warm leather seat. The air inside the car smells like him. My thighs press together involuntarily. I am still raw, still throbbing from what he just did to me. He did not ask. He just took, and I let him. No, I begged him.He gets in and slams the driver’s door. The sound echoes across the garage with finality.“She’s not going to
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