MasukI whimpered, my pussy clenching hard around him. The stretch of his thick cock combined with his fingers rubbing my clit was almost too much. I could already feel another orgasm building fast, my walls fluttering and squeezing him.“Malakai…” I moaned his name louder than I meant to, turning my head to look at him over my shoulder. My eyes were glassy and unfocused. “Harder. Please… fuck me harder.”He gave me exactly what I asked for.His hips snapped forward faster and rougher. The sound of skin slapping against skin got louder, wet and filthy. His fingers rubbed my clit faster too. I could feel how soaked his cock was every time he pulled back — my juices were dripping down his shaft and balls, making a mess between us. My pussy was so wet it was squelching every time he thrust in.I moaned louder, the sound slipping out before I could stop it. It was too good — the way he was stretching me, the way his cock kept hitting that spot deep inside, the way his fingers were working my cl
I smiled, slow and satisfied. My heart was still racing from the orgasm and from hearing him admit it out loud.Dove smiled too, but it was wicked. “Then make it happen,” she told him. “I don’t care how. Just make it happen.”Malakai nodded once, still looking at me. “I will.”They said goodbye and the call ended. The screen went dark.Malakai lowered the phone but didn’t move away. The small changing room still felt thick with tension, like the air itself was buzzing. I could feel his eyes on my body, heavy and hot, moving over the sheer red bra that barely hid my hard nipples and down to my bare, wet pussy still framed by the open crotch of the panties. My skin was flushed from the orgasm I just gave myself while both of them watched, and I could still feel how slick and sensitive I was between my legs. A little bit of my wetness was still dripping down my inner thigh.My life had just become so much more interesting.I had a hot couple who both wanted me. Malakai standing right her
“You really think so?” I asked, tilting my head. I kept my fingers resting right above my clit. “I wasn’t sure if it was too much. Or if it makes me look too slutty.”Dove let out another shaky laugh. “It makes you look like you’re begging to get fucked,” she said honestly, her voice dropping lower. “In the best way. That bra is so see-through I can see your nipples perfectly. And those panties…” She shook her head, biting her lip again. “Your pussy looks so pretty like that. All bare and shiny. Are you wet right now?”The question sent a hot rush straight between my legs. I glanced up at Malakai. His jaw was tight and his eyes were dark as he watched me. He wasn’t trying to look away anymore. He was staring at my body, then at the phone, then back at my fingers near my pussy. I could already see the bulge growing in his pants. It made me even wetter.I looked back at Dove on the screen and answered honestly. “Yeah,” I said softly. “I’m really wet.”Dove made a hungry little sound. “F
Malakai stared at me like he couldn’t believe what I was saying. The small room felt hotter now. I could see the way his chest was rising and falling faster under his black shirt. His eyes dropped again for just a second to my exposed pussy before he dragged them back up.“You want me to call my girlfriend,” he said slowly, “and show her you… like this?”I nodded, biting my lip. “Yeah. I want to know what she thinks. If she likes it on me.” I paused, then added in a softer voice, “And maybe she can tell me if it would look even better when it’s being taken off.”The air between us crackled. I could feel how close we were standing. If I leaned forward even a little, my hard nipples would brush against his chest. My pussy was throbbing so hard I had to press my thighs together. I was so wet I was scared it might drip down my leg in front of him.Malakai didn’t move for a long moment. I watched the muscle in his jaw work. Then, without saying anything else, he reached into his pocket and
I walked into Victoria’s Secret with Malakai right behind me. The store smelled sweet and expensive, like perfume and new lace. Soft music played in the background and the lights were warm and pinkish, making everything look sexy. Racks of tiny panties and bras lined the walls in every color. I could feel him following close, his presence heavy like it had been all night. My short skirt still felt too small, and every step made the cool mall air brush against my bare thighs. My pussy was still wet from the parking lot, the lace of my thong sticking to my lips with every movement. I knew if I bent over even a little, he’d see how soaked I was.I started picking things out on purpose. I grabbed a few pairs of simple lace panties first, then moved to the bras. My fingers ran over the soft fabrics—silky, sheer, some with little bows. Then I found the really naughty ones. Crotchless panties in black and red. I held up a pair of red ones, the front completely open in the middle, and glanced
The second the words left my mouth I felt a rush of heat flood between my legs. I couldn’t believe I’d actually said it out loud. But I didn’t take it back. I just stood there looking at him, waiting, my thighs pressed together because my pussy was throbbing now.Malakai’s eyes dropped to my mouth for a second, then lower to my chest where my hard nipples were clearly visible through the white top. His breathing changed. It got slower, heavier. For a moment I thought he might actually reach out and do something right there in the parking lot. His hand twitched at his side like he wanted to grab my hip and pull me against him.Instead he leaned in even closer. His lips were so near my ear I could feel the warmth of them when he spoke. His voice was low and rough, almost a promise.“You’ll find out soon enough.”The words hit me hard. My stomach dropped and my pussy got even wetter. I could already imagine it—him pulling me over his lap in the back of the SUV, that big rough hand coming
I rode the pillow harder, faster, moaning loud enough for the mic to catch every wet sound. My eyes stayed locked on his username while my mind filled in the blanks—his big hands gripping my hips, that deep voice growling my real name, the thick cock I’d accidentally seen outlined in his sweatpants
I never thought my biggest secret would ruin me in the hottest way possible.My laptop screen glowed with that familiar pink light, the one that made my skin look like warm honey under the ring light. I was on my knees on the fluffy white rug in my bedroom, wearing nothing but a sheer black baby-do
I never thought my stepdad would actually spank me like the spoiled little brat I was—until the night he finally snapped and bent me over his knee.My phone screen glowed in the dim light of my bedroom, the ring light casting a soft pink halo over my barely-there outfit. I was live on my influencer
A dark, satisfied sound rumbled deep in his chest. “Good girl for telling Daddy the truth.”He leaned down and captured my mouth in a deep, claiming kiss before moving lower. His lips trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, then latched onto one nipple through the lace.







