Todos os capítulos de Wet Desires: {A Steamy Collection}: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

The sight of the three men’s cock, hard, ready, and waiting, sent a fresh surge of desperate hunger spiraling through Monica. Her hips shifted instinctively, craving more cocks, even as the man behind her drove his big cock deep into her pussy with relentless force. Every powerful thrust made Monica gasp, her body quivering with overstimulated pleasure, but her focus remained entirely on the cocks before her. “Yes…” she slurred, her voice thick with need, heat pooling in her pussy. “Give me your cocks. I want all of your cocks in my fucking mouth.” The first man, his chest glistening with sweat, stepped closer. Monica leaned in eagerly, parting her lips hungrily as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the swollen tip, coating it with her saliva. Her hands moved with hungry intent, reaching for the other two men’s cocks. Her fingers wrapped firmly around them, stroking up and down in sync with the relentless thrusts driving into her puss

| TRISHA |I had arrived at the H.I Fitness Gym around 2 p.m. today after finishing some work with a client. The drive here had been a hassle since the gym was far from my house, but it was the best gym I knew, and their service was top-notch. I was able to handle both my work and gym workouts because I work remotely from home.Every time I thought about coming to the gym, I felt tired just imagining the workouts. The thought alone made me weak, but I knew I had to push myself and not give up.The barbell felt impossibly heavy, but my gym coach, Blake, stood right beside me.“Just two more, Trisha. You can do it,” he encouraged.I grunted, forcing the weight upward, but I wasn’t focused on the barbell. My eyes kept drifting, tracing the curve of Blake’s strong arms, the way sweat made his skin glisten, and how his tight gym shorts clung to him, revealing the thick bulge of his cock beneath. I could see the tension in his muscles with every movement, the defined lines of his chest

| TRISHA |A sharp gasp caught in my throat. Panic surged through me, my mind urging my hands to move, to cover myself from Blake’s stunned gaze.I fumbled desperately, crossing my arms over my chest before letting them slide down in a helpless attempt to cover myself.My cheeks burned, and I could feel the heat creeping up my neck, leaving me utterly exposed and flustered.Blake just stood there, completely still. His eyes roamed over me, taking in every inch of my naked body sprawled across the cold floor, before snapping back to meet my gaze.He was completely speechless, and the only sound filling the room was the ragged rhythm of our breathing.I had to get up. I had to move. My arms trembled as I lifted myself off the cold floor, reaching toward the damp towel that lay in a crumpled heap beside me.My fingers clutched the soaked towel, pulling it to my chest as my legs wobbled beneath me. Every muscle in my body tensed, my mind consumed with the desperate need to cover mysel

| TRISHA |My chest tightened, and my heart hammered against my ribs as I forced myself to meet Blake’s gaze. A warmth crept up my neck, threatening to betray me. “I… I don’t understand what you mean.”Blake's eyes narrowed. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about, Trisha.""I don't!" I insisted, looking away from his intense gaze.“Well, let me remind you,” Blake said, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous growl. “We almost fu—”Before the words could fully escape, my hands shot up, clamping over his mouth.“Be quiet!” I hissed, my pulse racing. My eyes darted around the empty locker room, terrified someone could be in the shower stall or just around the corner.Blake pulled my hand away from his mouth. "So now you know what I'm talking about, right?"I turned my face away, and pressed my cheek against the cold metal of the locker door, and forced my eyes away from his. “What happened between us… it was a mistake,” I said, my voice trembling. “It wasn’t supposed t

| TRISHA |My entire body went rigid with shock. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. I turned off the shower and the entire bathroom fell into a heavy silence.Even the faint hum of the fluorescent lights seemed to fade away. “Hello? What’s going on? Are you okay in there?” the woman in the stall beside us said, her voice more insistent this time. I stayed silent.A shudder ran through my legs, and a cold dread crept up my spine. My pulse hammered in my ears as panic set in.I pushed weakly against Blake’s chest, desperate to push him away, but he didn’t budge. His arms tightened around me instead, like iron bars trapping me in place.I was terrified. If we got caught, I’d be in so much trouble. “Oh my God… we’re going to get caught,” I whispered, each word shaking with panic.“Calm down,” Blake whispered, his breath warm and shaky against my ear. “Relax, okay? Just breathe.”“Are you still in there?” the same woman asked again, her voice echoing slightly in the quiet bathroom.