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Chapter 80: Fantasizing my Boss 3
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2026-06-05 00:56:08
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I could feel his eyes on me, his gaze heavy with need. "Louise," he whispered. "Please." He walked over to me, his face flushed with desire, and he knelt before me. He took me in his hands, his fingers trembling as he traced the lines of my body, memorising the curves that had been hidden for so long. He touched the bruises on my hips where Diane had gripped me, the flush on my cheeks, the glistening wetness between my legs. He was studying me like a prize, trying to understand the woman who was currently spread open for four men. "Look at you," he murmured, his voice was thick with emotion. I looked down at him, my heart swelling with a mix of pride and something else, like a hunger that had been dormant for years. "I did this for you, Louis," I said softly. "I wanted you to see me." "I know," he whispered, leaning in to kiss my inner thigh, his lips warm and gentle against my skin. "I see you now. I see how much you need." He looked up at the other men, his eyes filled w
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I looked up at Seth, his dark eyes locked onto mine, filled with a predatory hunger that made my knees weak. "Seth," I gasped, my chest heaving. "I need you to fuck my mouth harder." He didn't hesitate. He pulled out of my mouth slightly, leaving just the head of his cock inside, and then thrust forward with brutal force, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged, my eyes watering, but I didn't pull away. I took it all, savouring the feeling of being dominated. "Suck it, baby," Seth growled. "Show him." And in that exact moment, Mark pushed past the tight ring of muscle and sank into my ass. The sensation was explosive. It wasn't just pain; it was pleasure, a deep, stretching pleasure that shot through my entire body. I screamed around Seth's cock, a raw, primal sound that echoed through the living room. "Fuuuuck," Diane groaned from below, his eyes widening in amazement. "You felt that? She took all three of us at once." Seth pulled back, giving me a moment to breathe, but Ma
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As Diane moved towards me without a word, his cock was enormous up close. He picked me up with his hand, which made me feel weightless. He sat me on his face and pushed his face into my cum-filled pussy, and I screamed because being eaten out while full of two loads was a repetition of the previous action, but a sensation my brain had never had. "Ride his face, Seth," Diane said, "Already undressed. His cock thick and hard grand down, let your husband look at what you look like while you actually enjoy yourself." I'm grinding in Diane's mouth with one hand while the other fisted his hair. His tongue circled my clit while his thick fingers pushed inside my hole. The build is fast and savage, and when it's hit, I screamed and drenched his face. While he pushes his cock into my mouth, I'm coming in one man's face while another fills my throat while Louis watches. Diane speaks for the first time, just one word. "More." Cory pulls out his cock from my throat and lifts me up and set
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"It feels so fucking good," I said, my voice trembling as I looked directly at Louis. "You're so big, Cory. It hurts, but it feels so good." "I'm sorry, Louis," I whispered, my eyes filling with tears. "But right at that moment, Cory hit something deep inside me that sent a white flash up my spine. A moan tore from my throat, loud and shameless. "That's the spot," Cory said, adjusting his angle to hit the same place over and over again. "The sound my husband never makes for me. The sound that proves I'm a slut for cock." I cried out, my body clamping down around him, my hips bucking into his thrusts. The pleasure was overwhelming, a tidal wave that crashed over me without warning. Seth grabbed my chin, forcing my head back. "Keep your eyes on Louis," he commanded. "Show him what he's missing." "Please, don't stop, Cory. Harder," I begged, surrendering to the sensation. "I want him to see me like this." The orgasm hit me with the force of a freight train. My body clamped do
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Seth walked around me in a slow circle, his eyes raking over my body from head to toe. He trailed a finger against my collarbone, down the valley of my breasts, and along the curve of my stomach. His touch was light, electric, sending shivers down my spine. I felt Diane’s eyes on my back, the weight of his stare mixing with Seth’s touch to create a maddening tension between them. I could feel my pussy clenching, a secret, hungry response to the attention I was receiving. Seth stopped behind me, and before I could even brace myself, he delivered a sharp slap to my ass. The sound echoed through the room, loud and crisp. I yelped, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. He gripped both cheeks, spreading me open, exposing my most private parts to the cool air and to the four men. I gasped, my legs trembling as I felt the air conditioning hit my wetness. I could hear the rustle of fabric as Mark adjusted himself. I was completely exposed, a plaything for them. "Ev
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The doorbell shattered the Sunday night silence; the sound was sharp and intrusive against the hushed warmth of my home. I smoothed the front of my dress, a simple silk number that clung to my curves, and moved to the window to check the peephole before opening. When I swung the door open, my breath caught in my throat, not from the surprise, but from the sheer, undeniable power radiating from the four men standing on my porch. They filled the space; their frames were tall and imposing, each one was a different shade and style but united in a predatory confidence that made my skin prickle with a sensation I hadn't felt in years: anticipation. Seth was first, a dark, dangerous thing. He stepped forward, his eyes immediately sweeping over me, calculating, assessing. He was the kind of man who didn't just occupy a room; he owned it, bending the atmosphere to his will. Mark followed, younger but just as hungry, his eyes lingering a little too long on the curve of my throat. Diane came
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