ログインI lay there on the armchair for a few moments longer, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I tried to catch my breath. The echoes of that powerful orgasm still pulsed through my core, leaving my thighs shaky and my pussy throbbing with aftershocks. Ronald rose slowly, his lips and chin glistening with my wetness. He looked at me like I was something precious, something he couldn’t quite believe was real. Without a word, he lifted me gently into his arms and carried me to the bed. He laid me down in the center of the mattress, the sheets cool against my heated skin. For a while, we simply faced each other on our sides, legs tangled, hands exploring lazily. His fingers traced the curve of my waist, the swell of my hip, while I ran my palm over his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart. The rain had picked up again outside, in a soft, rhythmic backdrop that made the room feel even more intimate, like the whole world had faded away except for us. Ronald kissed me deeply, his to
He turned off the engine and looked at me, his eyes dark and full of quiet intensity. “Still okay, Mercy?” he asked, voice low. “We don’t have to do anything more if you’re not ready.” I leaned over and kissed him instead of answering with words. The kiss was hungry, and deeper than the ones in the car. “I want this,” I whispered against his lips. “I want you.” We barely made it out of the car. Ronald took my hand and led me up the stairs, our steps quick and eager. The moment we stepped inside his apartment and he locked the door behind us, everything changed. He pressed me against the cool wood, his body flush against mine, and claimed my mouth in a passionate kiss. I moaned softly into it, my hands roaming over his chest, feeling the hard planes of muscle beneath his shirt. “Mmm… Ronald,” I breathed, my fingers trembling slightly as I reached lower and palmed the obvious bulge in his trousers. He was so hard already. I squeezed gently, and he groaned deeply, the sound vibratin
Thunder rumbled in the distance, and with every flash of lightning, my chest tightened. I had always been uneasy during heavy storms. Something about the uncontrollable force of nature left me feeling small and restless, like my skin was too tight for my body. That evening, the unease grew into something I couldn’t sit with. My roommate was away for the weekend, leaving me alone with the sound of the rain and my racing thoughts. I paced the small room, biting my lip, until I finally picked up my phone with trembling fingers. Ronald’s name was at the top of my recent calls. I pressed dial before I could overthink it. He answered on the second ring, his voice warm and steady, cutting through the noise of the storm. “Mercy? Hey, baby. What’s going on?” “I… the rain is really bad today,” I said, my voice quieter than I intended. “It’s making me so uneasy. Can you come over? Just for a bit?” There was no hesitation. “I’ll leave right now. Stay inside, okay? I’ll be there soon.”
The next evening, I stood in front of the full-length mirror adjusting the slinky black dress George had chosen for me. It was dangerously short, clinging to my curves like a second skin, with a low neckline that barely contained my heavy breasts. I wore no bra and panties, just a pair of sky-high heels and the lingering soreness between my legs and in my ass from the day before. Every step reminded me of how thoroughly he had claimed both my holes. George came up behind me, his hands sliding possessively over my hips. He looked devastating in a tailored black suit. “Perfect,” he murmured, cupping my breasts through the thin fabric and pinching my nipples until they stood out obscenely. “I want easy access tonight.” My pussy was already wet. “People will see,” I whispered, though the thought made my clit throb. “They might suspect. But you’re going to be a good girl and stay quiet while I play with my wife’s slutty holes in public.” He kissed my neck, biting down hard enough to lea
I lay slumped against George’s chest in his office chair, his thick cock still buried deep inside my cum-drenched pussy. Every tiny shift made more of his seed leak out around his shaft and drip down over his balls onto the leather. My body felt ruined in the best way, my limbs were heavy, throat raw from screaming, thighs sticky and trembling. “You’re shaking,” he murmured, voice low and satisfied. One large hand stroked down my spine before gripping my ass cheek possessively. “But I’m nowhere near done with you today.” He lifted me off his cock with ease. A heavy gush of warm cum splattered onto the floor between my feet. I whimpered at the empty feeling, my pussy clenching around nothing. George stood, towering over me, and tilted my chin up with two fingers. “To the bedroom, lay on your stomach, ass up. Don’t clean up.” I obeyed on shaky legs, walking naked through the penthouse with his cum running down my inner thighs. By the time I reached the master bedroom and positioned
I woke up to the feeling of a hot, wet mouth devouring my pussy. My eyes flew open on a loud, broken moan. George was between my spread thighs, shoulders holding my legs wide apart while his tongue fucked deep into my cum-filled hole. The slurping sounds filled the sunlit bedroom. I was still leaking from last night with our mixed juices smeared across my thighs and the sheets. “George—oh fuck!” I gasped, my back arching as he sucked hard on my swollen clit. Two thick fingers replaced his tongue, curling viciously against my G-spot while he lashed my clit with fast, merciless strokes. “You slept with my cum inside you like a good little wife,” he growled against my pussy, the vibration making me shudder. “Woke up hard as fuck and needed to taste this sloppy cunt again.” I grabbed fistfuls of his dark hair, grinding shamelessly against his face. My heavy breasts heaved with every panting breath, nipples stiff and aching. “Don’t stop—please— I’m so close already!” He added a third
The bass from the main floor pulsed through the walls of the back room like a living thing. I had come to Club Eclipse alone because the apps felt empty and the usual bars were too loud for what I really wanted tonight. The flyer behind the bar had caught my eye: “Midnight Masked Play – Open Doors
I woke to thunder rattling the cabin windows and Jordan’s mouth already between my legs.No preamble, no gentle kisses trailing down my stomach—just her tongue flat and hot, licking one long, slow stripe up my slit like she’d been starving for it all night.My back bowed off the mattress. A choked
The storm had finally quieted to a low, steady drizzle by late afternoon, but the cabin still felt charged—like the air itself was holding its breath, waiting for us to start again.We hadn’t left the bedroom all day except to grab water and a half-eaten bowl of fruit. My thighs were sticky, my lip
The cuffs were soft against my wrists but firm enough that every small tug reminded me I couldn’t go anywhere. Russ had left me spread on the bench for a long minute—long enough for the cool air to kiss the wetness between my thighs, long enough for my breathing to slow from frantic gasps to deep,







