LOGINRAIN SOAKED VERANDA AT THE FAMILY'S ESTATE PT 2
Lightning flashed across the dark sky, lighting up the veranda for a split second. The power flickered then died completely. The villa went black except for the faint glow of the storm outside.
Air blew the rain sideways under the roof, splashing against their legs and pooling around their bare feet on the wet wooden planks.
Elise stood frozen at the railing, her thin white sundress now completely soaked through. The fabric clung to her body like a second skin, translucent and heavy. Her full breasts were clearly visible, nipples dark and stiff, poking hard against the wet material. Rain streamed down her face, her neck, and over the curves of her hips.
Theo stepped behind her, close but not quite touching yet. His bare chest radiated heat. The front of his cargo shorts brushed the back of her dress. His voice came low and rough near her ear. “Tell me to leave and I will.”
Elise didn’t say anything. Her heart hammered in her chest. She stayed still for a long moment, feeling the rain on her skin and his presence behind her.
She arched her back just enough that her ass pressed against the front of his shorts.
Theo groaned deep in his throat. The sound vibrated through her. His hands finally moved, sliding up her arms, then down to grip her hips tight.
He pulled her back against him and ground slowly, letting her feel the thick, hard length of his cock through his trousers. He was big, hot and heavy, already fully hard.
Elise’s breath hitched.
“We can’t,” she whispered, even as she pushed her ass back harder against him, rubbing along that thick ridge.
“We already are,” Theo muttered against the side of her neck. His mouth found her skin, lips brushing first, then teeth grazing lightly. He sucked on the sensitive spot just below her ear. His hands squeezed her hips, holding her in place while he rocked his cock against her ass in slow, deliberate strokes.
Rain continued to blow in, soaking them both. Elise could feel every inch of his cock pressing between her ass cheeks through the wet dress and his shorts.
The heat of him made her pussy throb. She was already dripping, the wetness mixing with the rain running down her thighs.
Theo spun her around fast. Her back hit the wet wooden railing. He pinned her there with his body and crashed his mouth down on hers in a hungry, open-mouthed kiss. His tongue pushed past her lips, tasting and claiming her.
Elise moaned into the kiss and kissed him back just as hard. Their mouths moved wet and messy, rain streaming over their faces and mixing with saliva.
His palms slid up her sides and cupped her heavy breasts through the soaked dress. He squeezed them, feeling their full weight, thumbs rubbing slow circles over her stiff nipples.
The rough texture of his hands against the wet fabric made her whimper. Her nipples ached under his touch, sending sharp pulses straight to her clit.
Elise reached down between them and palmed the thick ridge of his cock through his shorts. He was rock hard. She stroked him firmly, feeling the heat and the way he pulsed under her hand. Theo groaned into her mouth and thrust his hips forward, fucking her palm through the fabric.
He broke the kiss just long enough to grab her thigh and hike one of her legs up around his waist. The movement opened her up. His other hand slipped under the hem of her soaked dress and pushed her panties aside. His fingers found her pussy, hot, slippery and dripping wet.
“Fuck, Elise, you’re soaked. Dripping all over my hand.” He growled against her lips.
Two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning. She was tight from years of nothing, but so wet that they slid in easily. Theo curled them upward, stroking that sensitive spot inside her while his thumb found her swollen clit. He fucked her slowly with his fingers, deep and steady, while rain poured over them both.
Elise bit down on his bare shoulder to keep from crying out loud. The muscle was hard under her teeth. Her hips rocked desperately against his hand, chasing the pressure. Every thrust of his fingers made wet, squelching sounds that mixed with the roar of the rain and thunder.
Theo kept kissing her, messy and deep, while his fingers worked her pussy. He pumped them faster now, curling harder against that spot. His thumb rubbed tight circles on her clit. Elise’s leg trembled around his waist. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, squeezing tight.
Thunder rolled loud overhead. Lightning flashed again, lighting up their bodies for a second, her soaked dress transparent, his shorts tented, her leg wrapped around him, his hand buried between her thighs.
“Don’t stop,” she gasped against his mouth, voice breaking. “Please, your fingers feel so good.”
Theo groaned and added a third finger, stretching her wider. The burn felt perfect after so long without anything inside her. He fucked her with deep, steady strokes, his palm slapping lightly against her clit with every thrust. Rain streamed down his back and over her breasts. Her nipples were so hard they hurt.
Elise’s hips moved frantically now, riding his hand. Her juices coated his fingers and ran down his wrist, mixing with the rain. She could feel the pressure building fast, hot, and overwhelming. She bit his shoulder harder, moaning into his skin.
Theo’s mouth moved to her neck again, sucking and biting. “That’s it,” he muttered, voice rough.
“Ride my fingers. Get yourself off on my hand. I want to feel you come.”
Elise’s pussy clenched tighter. Her thighs started to shake.
The orgasm hit her hard and sudden, she cried out against his shoulder, the sound muffled by rain and thunder. Her walls pulsed around his fingers in strong, squeezes. Hot wetness flooded out around his hand as she came, her juices mixing with the rain running down her legs.
Theo didn’t pull his fingers out right away. He kept them buried deep, stroking slowly through her spasms, drawing out every pulse until her body finally started to relax.
Elise’s head fell forward against his chest, breathing hard. Her leg was still hooked around his waist. His cock pressed hot and insistent against her inner thigh through his shorts. She could feel how wet she had made his hand.
Theo slowly slid his fingers out of her. He brought them up between their bodies and pushed them into her mouth.
Elise tasted herself, she sucked his fingers clean, eyes locked on his.
Theo watched her, breathing heavy, cock still throbbing against her.
“We haven’t even fucked yet, and you already came so hard on my fingers.” he said, voice low and dark.
Elise released his fingers with a soft pop. Her pussy still pulsed with aftershocks, empty and aching for more. She reached down again and stroked his thick cock through the wet shorts.
“Then don’t stop now,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “I need more. I need you inside me.”
Theo’s eyes darkened. He pressed his forehead to hers, both of them soaked, breathing the same humid air and filled with lust. His hand stayed on her hip, gripping tight, while her fingers kept stroking the hard length of him.
RAIN SOAKED VERANDA AT THE FAMILY'S ESTATE PT 2Lightning flashed across the dark sky, lighting up the veranda for a split second. The power flickered then died completely. The villa went black except for the faint glow of the storm outside. Air blew the rain sideways under the roof, splashing against their legs and pooling around their bare feet on the wet wooden planks.Elise stood frozen at the railing, her thin white sundress now completely soaked through. The fabric clung to her body like a second skin, translucent and heavy. Her full breasts were clearly visible, nipples dark and stiff, poking hard against the wet material. Rain streamed down her face, her neck, and over the curves of her hips.Theo stepped behind her, close but not quite touching yet. His bare chest radiated heat. The front of his cargo shorts brushed the back of her dress. His voice came low and rough near her ear. “Tell me to leave and I will.”Elise didn’t say anything. Her heart hammered in her chest. She
RAIN SOAKED VERANDA AT THE FAMILY ESTATE PT 1The family estate was empty except for Elise. She had arrived two hours earlier, hoping the long drive and the sound of the ocean would give her space to breathe after the divorce papers finally went through two weeks ago. The marriage to her husband had been cold and sexless for years. No touch, no romance, nothing. She stood on the covered veranda in a thin white sundress that the humid air had already made cling to her body. The fabric stuck to her full breasts and the curve of her rounded hips. Her pale skin was flushed pink from the heat and damp strands of her hair got stuck to her skin. She leaned on the wooden railing, looking out at the darkening sea, trying to let the salty air clear her head.The sound of tires on the gravel driveway made her turn. Theo’s truck pulled up. He stepped out shirtless, cargo shorts riding low on his hips. His sun-kissed torso glistened with sweat from hauling sandbags earlier. He grabbed a tool
THE RED ROOM AFTER CLOSING PT 2Nadia sighed and slid one hand into his hair.“Again. Slower at first.”He did it again, licking broad and flat, tasting every inch of her. She was already soaked. Her juices coated his tongue and lips. He circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, then sucked it gently into his mouth. Nadia’s hips jerked.“Fuck, that’s good,” she breathed. “Keep sucking my clit. Use your tongue right there.”Mateo focused on her clit, sucking and flicking while two fingers slid inside her tight heat. She was hot and slick inside, gripping his fingers as he pumped them slowly. He curled them upward, searching for that spot. When he found it, Nadia moaned louder and pulled his hair tighter.“Right there. Don’t stop.”He licked faster, sucking her clit while his fingers rubbed that spongy spot inside her. Wet sounds filled the room, his mouth on her pussy, his fingers sliding in and out. Nadia’s thighs started to tremble around his head. Her breathing turned into short
THE RED ROOM AFTER CLOSING PT 1The bass from the club speakers spread through the walls as Nadia stepped into the dimly lit bar area. She rarely came down here. The main floor was too loud, too crowded with drunk guests grinding on each other. But tonight she needed a drink and a quick tease before she picked her toy for the evening. Her black dress hugged her full tits and ass, the hem stopping high on her thighs. She walked straight to the bar and slid onto a stool.Mateo was working tonight. The young bartender with the sharp jaw and dark eyes that always followed her when she passed. He was twenty-four, built lean and strong from lifting kegs and all the hard work he'd been doing. He had been jerking off thinking about Nadia since the first time he saw her six months ago. He admired her commanding walk, the way she looked at men like she could break them with a single word. Tonight his fantasies were going to get a lot more real.“What can I get you, Nadia?” Mateo asked, leaning
VELVET BLINDFOLD IN THE PENTHOUSE ELEVATOR PT 3The underground bedroom was dark when Julian’s hand slid over Clara’s bare hip, waking her. The clock on the nightstand glowed showing it was 2:17 a.m. She was still sore from the night before, thighs sticky with dried cum, but his touch made her pussy clench anyway.“Julian?” Her voice was rough from screaming his name earlier.“Shh.” He kissed the back of her neck, then rolled out of bed. She heard him open a drawer across the room but she was too tired to figure out what he was doing. When he came back, he was carrying a black leather bag. “You’re going to take more for me tonight.” He smiled at her Clara’s heart slammed hard as she sat up, sheets pooling at her waist. Her nipples tightened in the cool air. “What’s in the bag?”He set it on the bed and pulled out thick leather cuffs, a length of soft black rope, a small flogger with wide falls, and a thick black vibrator. His cock was already hard again, jutting out heavy and ready.
VELVET BLINDFOLD IN THE PENTHOUSE ELEVATOR PT 2Before she could respond, Julian’s mouth crashed into hers, hot and demanding. His tongue pushed past her lips, tasting her, claiming her. She moaned into the kiss and grabbed the front of his shirt with both hands. Buttons popped as she yanked it open. The fabric tore, Julian growled against her mouth and shoved her dress up to her waist again, his palms rough on her bare ass. He lifted her, pinning her to the wall with his hips. The hard line of his cock pressed between her legs through his pants.“Fuck, I need you, right now.” he muttered, biting her lower lip. Clara’s fingers fumbled with his belt. She shoved his pants and boxer briefs down just enough for his cock to spring free. It was thick, heavy, the head already slick with pre-cum. She wrapped her hand around him and stroked once, feeling the heat and the way he pulsed in her grip.Julian hissed. “On your knees.”She slid down the wall until her knees hit the cool dark wood