MasukI didn’t even make it twenty-four hours before I went back to him.After the intense oral session on his couch, I spent the night in a feverish haze, fingering myself raw while replaying the taste of his thick Black cock and the way his tongue had destroyed my pussy. By morning I was aching, empty, and completely obsessed. No toy, no fingers, nothing could satisfy the deep craving he had planted inside me.Around 7 PM, I slipped on a short black robe with nothing underneath and walked downstairs. My legs felt weak as I knocked on his door.Mr. Blackwell opened it wearing only grey sweatpants. His muscular chest and abs were on full display. The moment he saw me, that familiar arrogant smirk appeared.“Couldn’t stay away, could you?” He rumbled, stepping aside. “Come in, Gina.”As soon as the door locked behind me, the robe was gone. He stripped it off my body in one smooth motion, leaving me completely naked and trembling with need. His big hands roamed over my breasts, squeezing th
The entire next day was torture. I couldn’t focus on anything. Work emails went unanswered. Food tasted like nothing. All I could think about was Mr. Blackwell’s thick fingers stretching my pussy, his deep voice commanding me to confess my filthiest thoughts, and the massive bulge in his sweatpants as he left me dripping and desperate on my couch. I had cum three times that morning just replaying the confrontation, but each orgasm felt hollow. My body knew what it really wanted — what it *needed*.By late afternoon, I couldn’t take it anymore. I showered carefully, shaving everything smooth, then stood in front of my closet for way too long. I finally chose a simple sundress — light yellow, short, with thin straps and no bra underneath. No panties either. The fabric brushed teasingly against my bare pussy with every step, keeping me on edge.My hands trembled as I walked down the stairs to his ground-floor unit. I hesitated outside his door for almost two full minutes, heart hammer
The next evening I was a nervous wreck. I had barely slept after watching Mr. Blackwell fuck that woman through my window. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his massive Black cock sliding in and out of her stretched pussy, glistening with her juices, and that arrogant smirk when he caught me staring. My body was still sore from how many times I’d made myself cum to the memory. I felt ashamed, embarrassed, and so desperately horny that even wearing clothes felt too stimulating against my sensitive skin.I spent the whole day jumping at every sound, convinced he would come knocking. When nothing happened by dinner time, I started to relax just a little. Maybe he hadn’t really seen me. Maybe it was dark enough that—A loud, firm knock echoed through my apartment.My stomach dropped. I knew exactly who it was before I even reached the door. My hands were shaking as I turned the knob.Mr. Blackwell stood there in the hallway, towering over me in a black tank top and those same grey swe
Two nights had passed since Mr. Blackwell fixed my sink, but I couldn’t get the image out of my head. I’d touched myself raw that same evening after he left — twice on the couch, once in the shower, and again before bed. Each orgasm left me shaking, but the hunger only grew deeper. I felt like a woman possessed.I tried to distract myself. I worked late, binge-watched shows, even went for a run around the block. Nothing worked. My pussy stayed in a constant state of low-grade ache, slick and sensitive. I kept replaying how that thick bulge had twitched and shifted while he lay under my sink. How heavy it looked. How impossibly big. I wondered what it smelled like, what it tasted like, how it would stretch my lips if I tried to suck it.By the second night, I was a mess. I’d gone to bed early, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt, no panties. Sleep wouldn’t come. I tossed and turned, fingers slipping between my thighs again, rubbing lazy circles around my swollen clit while im
GINAI stood barefoot in my small kitchen, staring at the annoying puddle of water that had formed under the sink again. This was the third time this week. The leak had started small, just a drip-drip-drip that kept me up at night with its constant plinking sound against the metal basin. But now it was a steady trickle, and I knew I couldn’t ignore it anymore. Rent was already tight this month, and the last thing I needed was water damage that Mr. Blackwell might charge me for. So, with a deep breath, I picked up my phone and dialed his number.“Mr. Blackwell? It’s Gina from apartment 2B. The kitchen sink is leaking pretty badly again. Could you come take a look?”His deep, resonant voice came through the line, smooth like velvet over gravel. “I’ll be up in ten minutes, Miss Gina. Stay put.”Ten minutes felt like an eternity. I changed out of my ratty old t-shirt into something a little more presentable — a thin white tank top and loose cotton shorts that hugged my hips. I wasn’t tr
"God that feels good," Jake moaned. His cock fit perfectly into my mouth. I continued to stroke him with one lace hand as I slid his cock in and out of my mouth. With my other hand I played with his heavy balls."Get on your knees when you suck cock, you little slut," Jake whispered. Without missing a beat I slid off the chair onto my knees. That's when I really started to suck him hard and fast.Jake groaned. "You are so... fucking... good at that," Jake said quietly. I popped his cock out of my mouth to look up at him, all the while maintaining a rhythmic stroking with my hand."Am I the best cock-sucker you've ever had?" I asked him breathlessly."Yes, you are the absolute best little cock-sucker in the world," he replied. My veil slipped down over my face and Jake grabbed it and pulled it back again. "Did you miss sucking me off?" he askedI nodded enthusiastically. "I missed your taste, and how your hard cock fills my mouth completely," I told him. I pushed his wet dick back int





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