LOGINEp 1: Unknown Number“Another one? This guy really doesn’t give up.”Aurora laughed under her breath as she opened the latest message from the unknown number. The photo loaded — a thick, veined cock gripped in a strong hand, the tip glistening with precum. She zoomed in out of pure curiosity, then quickly closed it, cheeks warming.She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “Persistent creep.”It was the fourth dick pic this week. At first she'd rolled her eyes and deleted them, thinking it was some random idiot who got her number wrong. Now it felt… targeted. The pictures kept coming, each one more detailed than the last. She should block the number. She knew that. Just annoyed and secretly a little intrigued by how bold the sender was.A soft knock sounded on her bedroom door.“Aurora? You decent?” Uncle Tom’s deep, familiar voice filtered through.Her heart gave a little jump. She quickly closed the photo and tossed the phone face-down on the pillow. “Yeah, come in.”The door open
"Cum inside me one last time and I’ll delete everything… or keep fucking me until the sun comes up.”My challenge came out breathless as Joe pounded into me, the headboard slamming rhythmically against the wall. His hand was still clamped over my mouth, muffling my moans while the dog outside kept barking louder, as if it could sense the sin happening inside the preacher’s house.Joe’s eyes burned into mine, jaw clenched so tight the muscle stood out like stone. His hips never slowed, driving deep and hard, each thrust sending fresh waves of pleasure crashing through my body. Sweat slicked his chest, dripping onto my breasts as he leaned over me.He pulled his hand away from my mouth just enough to growl, “You’re going to get us both caught.” But instead of stopping, he hooked one of my legs higher over his arm, opening me wider so he could sink even deeper. The new angle made his cock drag perfectly against that sensitive spot inside me. My breath caught sharply, back bucking off th
"Keep that cock right where it is and answer the door like a good preacher.”I whispered the words against Joe’s ear, my legs still locked tight around his waist. The head of his cock rested just inside me, thick and throbbing, stretching me open. Mrs. Harlan’s cheerful knocking continued at the front door, each rap making Joe’s body tense harder above me.His jaw clenched so violently I heard the faint grind of teeth. His fingers, which had been hovering over my breast, curled into a tight fist on the mattress beside my head. “You’re insane,” he breathed, voice barely audible. Sweat beaded on his forehead and dripped onto my chest.I rolled my hips slowly, taking another inch of him inside. The delicious stretch made my breath catch. “And you’re still hard as steel. Go. Answer her. I’ll stay right here… nice and quiet.”Joe’s eyes squeezed shut for a second. His posture shifted, back straightening as if steeling himself for battle. He pulled out of me with a wet sound that seemed d
Lisa“On your knees, Preacher. Confess how much you missed this pussy.”I pushed the words out the second Joe opened the back door of his modest preacher’s house at exactly midnight. The night air was cool on my skin, but heat already pooled low in my belly. I wore nothing but the long coat I grabbed and heels… the coat already falling open as I stepped inside, revealing my completely naked body underneath.Joe’s eyes widened, his jaw tightened instantly. His hand paused on the door handle, fingers gripping the wood so hard his knuckles paled. “Lisa… someone could have seen you walking up like that.”“Then they would’ve known exactly what their pastor is about to do.” I let the coat drop to the floor in a soft heap, standing bare in his dimly lit kitchen. My nipples tightened from the sudden chill and the way his gaze dragged over every curve. “Now get on your knees and taste what you left dripping out of me all evening.”Joe held his breath for some seconds. Wiped invisible sweat
Lisa“Tell me you’re thinking about me while you’re balls-deep in your fiancée tonight.”I sent the text the moment I stepped through my front door, still smelling like Joe and church incense mixed with sex. Cum continued to slowly leak down my inner thigh under the long coat I’d thrown on over my naked body. The black skirl from earlier was stuffed in my purse.David looked up from the couch, smiling that easy, trusting smile. “There you are. Dinner’s cold but I can warm it up.”My phone buzzed almost instantly with Joe’s reply.*Delete that video. This ends tonight.*I smiled at the screen, thumbs flying.*Too late. I’m already home. David’s waiting. But I’m still full of you. Want proof?*I slipped my phone into my pocket and walked straight to where David sat, letting the coat fall open just enough for him to catch a glimpse of bare skin underneath.“Hey babe,” I purred, climbing onto his lap and straddling him. “Miss me?”David’s hands settled on my hips, sliding under the coat.
Lisa“Sin 99 felt way too good to stop at just one load, Preacher.”I tossed the words over my shoulder as I walked down the church hallway, heels clicking sharply on the concrete floor. Cum still trickled warm and thick down my inner thigh with every step, making my skin slick. The tiny black skirt barely covered anything, and I didn’t bother fixing my now sticky blouse… one breast still peeked out, nipple tight from the cool evening air and the rush of almost getting caught.Joe appeared in the office doorway behind me, shirt half-tucked, clerical collar crooked, face flushed dark. His jaw tightened hard as he glanced back at the deacon still standing there confused.“Lisa, wait…” His called out, low enough that only I could hear the desperation in it. His fingers flexed at his sides, pausing mid-air like he wanted to grab me but knew he couldn’t in front of the deacon.I stopped at the end of the corridor and turned slowly, letting him see the mess he left between my legs. A single







