FAZER LOGINI 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
His cock twitched and swelled inside me again, stretching my cum-soaked walls. I was still trembling from the aftershocks, my face pressed into the silk sheets. George’s heavy body draped over mine, one hand possessively cupping my breast, fingers rolling my sensitive nipple. “Your cock’s twitching, want more already?” I whispered, voice hoarse from screaming. He chuckled darkly, grinding his hips so his thickening length dragged along my inner walls. “You think one load is enough on our wedding night? I’m going to fuck you until my cum is leaking down your thighs for days.” He pulled out slowly, and I whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Thick white semen dripped from my gaping pussy onto the sheets. Before I could catch my breath, George flipped me onto my back and climbed between my spread legs. His blue eyes were dark with lust as he looked down at my messy cunt. “Look at that pretty married pussy. All red and dripping with my seed.” He smeared his cockhead through the mess, coa
The wedding had been elegant, and entirely for show. Our families had arranged everything, sealing some business merger with my body as the collateral. George was handsome in that sharp, commanding way, tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that had barely met mine during the vows. But he was a stranger. A powerful, wealthy stranger I was now bound to for life. My white lace wedding gown clung to my curves, the bodice pushing my full breasts up invitingly. Underneath, I wore nothing but a tiny white thong and sheer stockings. My heart hammered as I heard the door click open behind me. George stepped in, loosening his tie, his jacket already discarded. His gaze raked over me slowly. “Rosy,” he said, his voice low and rough. “You look fucking incredible.” I turned, swallowing hard. “This… this doesn’t have to be real tonight,” I whispered, though my body was already betraying me. Heat pooled between my thighs at the way he looked at me. He closed the distanc
Marcus kissed me slow and deep, his hand gently massaging one of my cum-covered breasts. Jade’s fingers were still teasing my swollen pussy, spreading the mess from my husband’s loads. “One more time,” I whispered against Marcus’s lips. “I want both of you inside me at the same time.” Jade’s eyes lit up with wicked delight. “You sure, beautiful?” I nodded, biting my lip. The thought terrified and excited me in equal measure. Marcus laid on his back in the center of the bed, his thick cock standing hard and proud. I straddled him, sinking down slowly until every inch filled my well-used pussy. We both groaned at the familiar, perfect stretch. I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against his chest as Jade moved behind me. She drizzled more lube between my cheeks, working it in with her fingers before pressing the head of a thick strap-on dildo against my ass. Marcus had bought it years ago for us, but we’d never used it like this. “Relax for me, Elena,” Jade cooed, rubbing my bac
Morning light was beginning to filter through the windows, but none of us were ready to stop. My body ached in the most delicious way, every muscle sore, my pussy and ass throbbing from hours of being used and pleasured. Yet the fire between my legs refused to die down. Being sandwiched between my husband and this stunning woman had unlocked something primal in me. Marcus’s hand was still cupping my breast, his thumb lazily circling my nipple, while Jade’s fingers traced teasing patterns along my inner thigh. “I want to watch you two together,” Marcus said suddenly, his voice deep and commanding. He moved to sit against the headboard, stroking his thick cock slowly as he looked at us. “Elena, make Jade cum with your mouth while I watch. Then I’m joining you.” Jade smiled wickedly and lay back on the bed, spreading her long legs invitingly. I crawled between them eagerly, lowering my mouth to her smooth, glistening pussy. She tasted sweet and addictive. I licked her slowly at first,
I had already turned off most of the lights when the front door clicked open again.The main room was dim—only the warm track spots above the center pole were still glowing, turning the mirrors into soft gold rectangles and making every surface look like it was breathing. I was barefoot on the spru
The rest of the team had cleared out twenty minutes ago—shouting, slapping backs, heading to the bus or the bar. I stayed behind because my ribs felt like someone had taken a sledgehammer to them during that last tackle. Coach told me to ice, rest, not be a hero. So here I was, alone under the fluo
"Kai," I whispered, voice still shaky from the orgasm he'd just pulled out of me with nothing but his fingers and filthy words. "That was… I don't even know."He chuckled low, the sound vibrating against my skin. "You don't have to know. You just have to feel it." His thumbs stroked slow circles ov
Kai walked beside me, hands in his pockets, shoulders relaxed in that way only he could manage after a day of nothing but running around the beach.I’d been trying not to think about Fred—his last text still burned in my mind: *You’re too much, Helen. Too big, too loud, too needy.* But the words ke







