LOGIN“Breathe,” he murmured. “You have all of me. You are doing so well.”Isabella’s eyes were wide, glassy. Her inner walls fluttered and clenched around the thick invasion.“It feels so full,” she whispered. “So full I can barely think.”“I know.” He kissed her softly. “Tell me when I can move.”After nearly a minute she nodded. “You can move.”Marco pulled back slowly until only the head remained, then pushed forward in one long, smooth stroke. Isabella moaned at the drag of his cock along her sensitive walls. He kept the pace gentle and deep at first, letting her body adjust, teaching her the rhythm. The wet sounds of her arousal grew clearer with every thrust.“Ahhhh… ahhh… Marco…”“That is it. Feel every inch. This pussy belongs to me now.”He reached between them and rubbed her clit with his thumb in small circles while he fucked her. Isabella’s moans lengthened. The initial discomfort faded into heavy, building pleasure. Marco kissed her deeply, swallowing the sounds, then trailed
Chapter OneThe private elevator opened directly into the penthouse suite that occupied the entire top floor of the hotel. Marco Vitiello stepped out first, still in his black tuxedo, the jacket unbuttoned, the bow tie hanging loose around his neck. Behind him, Isabella followed in her wedding gown, the heavy ivory silk whispering against the marble floor. The ceremony had ended two hours ago. The reception was still going on thirty floors below, but Marco had made their excuses early. No one questioned the new don’s son on his wedding night.He closed the elevator gate, locked it, and turned to face her.Isabella stood near the windows, city lights glittering behind her like scattered diamonds. She was twenty-two, dark hair pinned up in elegant waves, cheeks still faintly flushed from champagne and nerves. The dress hugged her waist and flared over her hips, the bodice modest yet unable to hide the soft curve of her breasts. She had barely spoken during the ride up. Her hands were cl
The next night the door opened at almost the same hour. Fred had left it unlocked. He lay on his back in the dark already hard from waiting. This time no blindfold came first. Ava and Eva slipped inside quietly, closed the door, and crossed to the bed in the faint moonlight.Ava spoke first, voice soft. “Tonight we all take control. We switch. We use every position we want. And no one finishes until we decide the others have come enough.”Eva climbed onto the mattress on one side while Ava took the other. They pulled the sheet down and stripped him completely. Their own clothes followed in quick soft rustles. Warm naked skin pressed against him from both sides. Four hands roamed his chest, his stomach, his thighs, and finally wrapped around his cock together.Fred reached out and cupped a breast on each side, thumbs brushing over tight nipples. Both girls made quiet sounds of approval.“Mmmmh…”“Ahhhh…”Ava swung a leg over his chest and faced his cock, lowering her pussy onto his mou
Fred had just turned off his lamp when the door to his room opened without a knock. Soft footsteps crossed the carpet in the dark. Two familiar scents reached him at the same time, the light floral shampoo both of his stepsisters shared. Before he could speak a thick soft blindfold slid over his eyes and tightened behind his head. Complete darkness took him.Ava’s voice came first, low and amused. “Do not make a sound. Mom and Dad are asleep down the hall.”Eva’s hand pressed over his mouth for a second to emphasize the point. Then both girls were on the bed. Soft fabric rustled as they stripped. Warm naked skin brushed his arms and chest. Fred’s cock was already hardening inside his boxers.Ava pulled the waistband down and freed him. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft and stroked once.“Already hard,” she whispered. “Perfect.”Something cool and silicone pressed against the base of his cock. A soft click sounded and a low steady vibration started. The remote vibrator rested direct
He held her hips and thrust upward while she rode him. The position let her control the depth for the first time. She experimented with slow rolls, then faster bounces. Julian leaned forward and sucked one nipple into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to make her cry out.“Ahhhhhh… that feels so good… ahhhhhh…”He let her explore for several minutes, then took control again. He wrapped both arms around her waist and fucked up into her with short powerful strokes. Elena clung to his shoulders and moaned against his neck.“Ahhhhhhh… Julian… I am close again…”“Come on my cock,” he ordered. “Let me feel that tight virgin pussy squeeze me.”She ground down hard and shattered. The orgasm rolled through her in long shaking waves. Her cunt pulsed around him again and again.“AHHHHHHH… yes… AHHHHHH… I am coming so hard… AHHHHHH…”Julian held her through it, then lifted her off his cock and laid her back on the desk. He spread her thighs wide and returned his mouth to her oversensitive puss
Julian held Elena against his chest for several long breaths. Her body still trembled lightly from the two orgasms he had already given her. His own release cooled on her inner thighs. The classroom remained silent except for their breathing and the faint hum of the building at night.He tilted her chin up and kissed her again, slower this time, tasting the soft sounds she made.“You said you want more,” he murmured against her mouth. “Tell me if anything becomes too much. The word is still red.”Elena nodded, eyes dark and open. “I want everything you will teach me.”Julian guided her to her knees on the soft rug in front of the desk. He freed his cock again. It was already thickening from the sight of her looking up at him. He brushed the head across her lips.“Open. Use your tongue first. Learn the taste of me mixed with you.”Elena parted her lips. Julian slid the head into her warm mouth. She licked experimentally, then with more confidence when he groaned. The flavor of their co
My legs were still trembling when Marcus pulled me up from my knees. His cum still coated my throat, warm and thick, as he kissed me with raw possession. The taste of us mingled on our tongues. I could barely stand, my pussy throbbing from the brutal way he’d claimed me against the stone fireplace.
The wind howled like a living thing outside the remote mountain cabin, driving thick flakes of snow against the floor-to-ceiling windows. I stood in front of the massive stone fireplace, arms crossed tight over my chest, wearing nothing but an oversized cashmere sweater that barely reached mid-thi
The footsteps paused right outside the door.My heart slammed against my ribs like a trapped bird. Marcus was still buried balls-deep inside me, his thick cock twitching with fresh cum, the jeweled plug stretching my ass while my pussy fluttered around him in aftershocks. I was still cuffed to the
The next night the storm raged even harder, wind screaming against the cabin like it wanted to expose us. Mom had gone to bed early again, complaining about a headache from the altitude, leaving Marcus and me alone in the dimly lit living room once more. My body still ached deliciously from last ni







