ログインWe stayed frozen on the floor for a few terrifying seconds, my cock still buried inside her,cum slowly leaking out around us onto the carpet. Emily’s soft breathing continued from the bedroom like nothing had happened. Riley’s eyes were wide with panic. “Oh my God… Jake, we have to clean this up. Now.” We moved fast, cleaning up the mess. I pulled out of her, cum dripping from her pussy onto the floor. Riley grabbed tissues from the coffee table and wiped herself quickly while I used my shirt to clean the wet spot on the carpet. We sprayed some air freshener, straightened the couch cushions, and fixed our clothes but with shaking hands. Neither of us spoke much. The guilt was crushing. “We can never do this again,” Riley finally spoke up, whispering as we stood by the door, both of us still flushed. “Emily is our everything and she can never know.” “I know,” I said, voice heavy. “It was a mistake. A stupid, terrible mistake.” We checked on Emily one last time. She
We were on the floor now. The couch was behind us, and Emily’s bedroom door still wide open just ten feet away. Riley was on her back on the carpet, and I was half on top of her. Our mouths were locked together in messy, desperate kisses. Every now n then one of us would pull back, breathing hard, and whisper the same thing: “We can’t" But we never stopped. Riley’s hand was still rubbing my cock through my jeans, stroking me slowly but firm. I could feel how wet her palm was getting from the precum leaking through the fabric. And my hand was under her shirt, squeezing her bare breast, thumb flicking over her hard nipple. Every time I pinched it gently she let out a tiny, shaky moan into my mouth. “Jake… she’s right there,” Riley whispered against my lips, her voice cracking with guilt. “Emily’s sleeping ten feet away - we love her, we can’t-” “I know,” I breathed back, kissing her deeper. “We have to stop.” But instead of stopping, my hand slid down her stomach a
Riley’s hand stayed exactly where it was. Her palm pressed firmer against the thick, throbbing outline of my cock through my jeans. She squeezed again — slow, deliberate — like she was testing how hard I really was. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft as much as the denim would let her. “Riley…” I whispered again, my voice barely there. “What are you doing?” She didn’t answer right away. Her eyes were locked on mine, wide and confused, breathing fast and shallow. The same look I knew was on my own face. “I don’t know,” she finally whispered back. Her voice trembled. “I… I shouldn’t. Jake, this is so wrong.” She says, but her hand didn’t move away. If anything, she squeezed a little harder, feeling me twitch under her palm. My cock jumped again, pushing against her fingers like it had a mind of its own. Emily’s soft breathing drifted from the open bedroom door. Steady n peaceful - Completely unaware. “We can’t,” I said, the words catching in my throat. “She’s right there.
Riley’s hand stayed exactly where it was. Her palm pressed firmer against the thick, throbbing outline of my cock through my jeans. She squeezed again — slow, deliberate — like she was testing how hard I really was. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft as much as the denim would let her. “Riley…” I whispered again, my voice barely there. “What are you doing?” She didn’t answer right away. Her eyes were locked on mine, wide and confused, breathing fast and shallow. The same look I knew was on my own face. “I don’t know,” she finally whispered back. Her voice trembled. “I… I shouldn’t. Jake, this is so wrong.” She says, but her hand didn’t move away. If anything, she squeezed a little harder, feeling me twitch under her palm. My cock jumped again, pushing against her fingers like it had a mind of its own. Emily’s soft breathing drifted from the open bedroom door. Steady n peaceful - Completely unaware. “We can’t,” I said, the words catching in my throat. “She’s right there
*New Collection **Story Synopsis** Jake and Riley visit Emily at home while she’s bedridden with a high fever. What begins as genuine concern and love for their sick girlfriend/best friend slowly ignites into something neither ever imagined. ...... I pulled up to Emily’s house a little after 3 p.m. Riley was already waiting on the porch, backpack slung over one shoulder. She gave me a small, worried smile as I got out of the car. “Hey Jake,” she said quietly. “Thanks for coming with me. I didn’t want to come alone.” “No problem,” I replied. “How’s she doing?” “Her mom said the fever’s still pretty high and she’s been sleeping most of the day.” We let ourselves in with the spare key Emily’s parents had given us months ago. The house was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioner. Emily’s parents were both at work, so it was just us. We walked straight to her bedroom. The door was open, and Emily looked small under the covers — pale face, messy hair, w
The footsteps came closer. Sophia’s eyes widened in pure panic. She quickly grabbed her tiny top, clutched it to her bare breasts, and ran barefoot out of the kitchen toward the back stairs that led to the staff quarters. Her ass jiggled as she disappeared around the corner, still half-naked. I was left standing there alone in the middle of the kitchen, shorts tented, my cock still half-hard and glistening with a mix of her juices and my cum. Claire appeared at the bottom of the stairs, rubbing her eyes sleepily. She was wearing one of my old t-shirts that barely reached mid-thigh. Her hair was messy from bed. “Marcus? I heard noises. Everything okay?” she asked softly, walking into the kitchen. Her eyes dropped straight to my crotch. The bulge in my shorts was still obvious. Not fully hard anymore, but definitely noticeable. Claire’s face shifted for a second - surprised Yepp this was it, I thought this was going to be only and she was going to know because of my ha







