เข้าสู่ระบบSimone's POVHe pushes inside me and the backseat wasn't designed for this but I don't care.The stretch of him filling me on the leather with my leg propped against the window and the other hooked over the front headrest is the best thing that's happened to me in months.The thickness of a stranger's cock inside me in a parked car on a dead-end street is making up for every bad decision tonight by being the best bad decision of all.The car starts to rock as he fucks me. Every thrust shifts the suspension. Anyone walking past would see a dark sedan bouncing gently and know exactly what's happening. The thought should scare me, but it only makes me wetter.He fucks me on my back first. Hips pumping between my legs, leather squeaking beneath me, my foot pushing against the window, leaving a print in the condensation. The car's steaming up. His breathing's heavy against my neck and his hands are under my ass pulling me onto his cock with every stroke."You do this with all your passen
Simone's POVThe worst date of my life ended twenty minutes ago. I'm in the back of an Uber at 2am, with three glasses of wine in my blood, with a vibrator still in my purse from when I thought the date might go somewhere. It didn't. My date was an asshole. He ordered dinner for me, talked about his ex for forty-five minutes, tried to split the bill, then asked if I wanted to see his vinyl collection. I told him I'd rather chew tinfoil. He called me dramatic and a bitch. So I left, and got in an Uber.I feel unsatisfied. The universe owes me something good to get the date out of my system.I didn’t look at the uber driver as I got into the cab, and nonchalantly gave him my address.Now, I look up, and my eyes go wide. I catch his eyes in the rearview, flicking from the road to me and back. He’s handsome as hell. Too handsome for an uber driver. He belongs on the front cover of a magazine.He has dark brown eyes, with dark hair slicked back, and a jaw sharp enough to cut glass. I l
Gwen’s POVGerald drove me to this appointment.He didn’t come inside because “I don’t need to be there for your appointments, Gwen.”Two years of trying to get pregnant and the man can’t walk through a fucking door.The man who is going to get me pregnant is standing between my legs right now with his cock an inch from my pussy and his hands on my face, asking me to say it again.“Breed me,” I say. Steadier this time. Looking right at him. “Give me what Gerald can’t. I want your baby, Kian. Not his.”Something shifts behind his eyes. The last thread of professional restraint snaps. What replaces it is primal and focused and nothing you’d find in any medical textbook.He pushes inside me slow, his hands still holding my face. The stretch of him filling me while he watches my expression is the most intimate and the most obscene thing I’ve ever experienced.He fucks me face to face, with his cock buried to the hilt with every stroke. His pelvis grinds against my clit on the downstroke,
Gwen's POVI unzip him and pull his cock out.The size of it makes my mouth water. Gerald is average in size. Kian isn’t average in any way.His cock is thick, and veined. The head is wet and flushed, already leaking from the tip. I stroke him while lying in the stirrups, my feet still up, my freshly shaved cunt dripping around his bare fingers that are still buried inside me. I sit up, and grab a fistful of his lab coat. I pull him closer and take his cock in my mouth.He groans, his tone low. And it gets me even more aroused.I suck him deep and his cock stretches my mouth wide. My tongue flattens against the underside. I taste skin and salt and pre-cum. His hand finds the back of my head and he threads his fingers through my hair and holds me there with his cock in my throat and his stethoscope swinging against my forehead.“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” he says above me, voice rough, hips rocking forward. I gag around him. Spit floods out and drips onto the hospi
Gwen’s POVI’m lying on Dr Kian’s exam table right now with my feet in stirrups, hospital gown bunched at my waist and my legs spread open.My husband; Gerald hasn’t touched me properly since we got married. He fucks me once a month with the lights off, cums in four minutes, rolls over, and blames my body when the pregnancy test comes back negative.So now I’m here, spread open, waiting for my doctor to tell me the truth.Kian walks in and my heart sinks. He’s handsome. With dark hair, and a jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and strong, big forearms.He pulls up his stool between my legs and his eyes drop straight to my pussy.“Gwen,” he says, his tone calm. “Your results are perfect. Hormones. Ovulation. Lining. There’s nothing wrong with you.”I know what’s coming next, because he’s been saying it for months.“The issue is your husband. He needs a semen analysis. Has he agreed?”“He says it’s not his problem.”Something crosses Kian’s face. It’s dark, but ontrolled. He looks like he wa
Rachel's POVHe carries me to the window.His apartment has the same layout as mine, which means his living room window faces the courtyard. It faces the other building, and faces anyone who bothers to look up tonight.My back hits the cold glass.I gasp. The temperature shock makes my nipples tighten, and makes my whole body shiver. He’s still half-hard inside me, still leaking his cum down my thighs, and he uses that wetness to push back in with one smooth roll of his hips.“Turn around,” he says.I don’t argue.He pulls out. I turn, and my palms press flat against the window. My forehead touches the glass, and my breasts press against it too, nipples dragging across the cold surface.I can see our reflections. His body behind mine. His hands on my hips. His cock nudging at my entrance, shiny with both of us.“Look up,” he says.I do.Across the courtyard, a light is on in someone’s apartment. A silhouette moves past a window. I can’t tell if they’re watching. I can’t tell if anyone
Mara’s POVDeclan fucks me bent over the counter with a force that rattles the dishes in the cabinets. His cock is long and curved and the upward angle hits my front wall on every stroke.My pussy is so wet the sound of him inside me is filthy and loud."Listen to that," Declan says, slamming into
Mara’s POVI caught my boyfriend fucking someone in our bed forty minutes ago.Saw her face, his bare ass, the way he whispered baby to a woman who wasn't me. Then I took my keys and drove to his father's house with mascara running down my face and rage burning the tears dry.Garrett opens the door
Kat’s POVMilo lies on the bench and pulls me on top. I sink onto his cock and the stretch still makes me gasp because every entry feels new when your walls are this raw.I feel him sliding through the slickness inside me, cum and arousal and the remnants of every man who's been in me tonight. The
Kat’s POVThe shower spray hits my skin and washes the tears, spit and sweat off my body. For three seconds it feels like a reset.Then all three of them step in with me.Jaxon pushes me against the tile, so my back is lined with the wall. He lifts my leg over his hip and drives into me in one thru







