All Chapters of P*rnstation: Filthy Erotica Collection : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

I leaned against the back of the soaked leather couch, my legs barely holding me up. Thick rivers of Marcus's cum poured endlessly from my swollen, gaping pussy and ran down my thighs all the way to my heels. My office was a complete disaster. The floor was wet with puddles of squirt and cum, the couch cushions were ruined, and papers were scattered everywhere. My blouse hung open, my breasts red and marked, and my pencil skirt was nothing more than a bunched-up belt around my waist.Marcus stood in front of me, his muscular body glistening with sweat. His thick cock was still hard, twitching, and coated in our mixed juices. He looked at me like he wanted to devour me completely."Turn around and spread your legs," he commanded. "I am not done wrecking that married cunt yet."I obeyed without hesitation. I turned, bent over the couch again, and reached back to spread my ass cheeks for him. My pussy was a wrecked, creamy mess. Cum bubbled and leaked out constantly from the stretched ho

I slammed the door of the luxurious penthouse suite shut and let out a deep sigh. The day had been absolute hell of Photoshoots under blazing lights, endless fake smiles for brands, and dealing with creepy comments online. At twenty five years old I was one of the biggest influencers in the game, but tonight I was just a tired, spoiled, and extremely horny girl who needed to be fucked senseless.Kane, my personal bodyguard, quietly locked the door behind us and stood near the entrance like the disciplined professional he was. He was massive, six foot five, built like a tank with thick tattooed arms, a broad chest, and that calm, intense stare that always made my pussy throb. For weeks I had been teasing him with short skirts, no bra, bending over in front of him, brushing my ass against him. But he never reacted and tonight I was done playing.I turned to face him and slowly pulled my tight crop top over my head, making my full, heavy breasts spilled free into the cool air of the sui

My body was still shaking from the intense orgasm and my legs were spread obscenely and thick, heavy globs of Kane’s warm cum slowly leaked from my stretched, gaping pussy. It ran down my thighs in creamy white rivers, soaking the expensive sheets beneath me. My ass was still raised slightly, red from his hard slaps, and my breathing was ragged. I had never been fucked this hard in my life.Kane stood behind me, his massive cock still rock hard and glistening with my juices and his own cum. He stroked it slowly, looking down at the mess he had made of me.“Look at you,” he said with a low chuckle. “The famous influencer princess leaking cum like a cheap whore. Your perfect little pussy is ruined and still twitching for more.”I moaned softly and pushed my ass higher, presenting myself to him. “I do want more. Please don’t stop. My pussy feels so empty now.”Kane grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my back. He pushed my legs wide apart and stared at my cum-filled cunt with dark hunger.

I stepped into the empty gym just before closing time, my designer yoga pants hugging my round ass and thick thighs while my tight cropped tank top showed off my flat stomach and full breasts. At thirty four years old, I was a spoiled rich housewife with too much time and money. My husband was always traveling for business, leaving me bored and frustrated. I had joined this private gym two weeks ago mostly to show off my body and flirt, but the owner had been staring at me with hunger since day one.The gym was silent except for the low hum of the air conditioning. All the other members had already left. I saw him locking the front door. Jax. The cocky gym owner. He was thirty eight, tall and heavily muscled with thick arms covered in tattoos, a tight black tank top stretched across his broad chest, and gym shorts that did nothing to hide the impressive bulge between his legs.He turned and smirked when he saw me. “Well well, Mrs. Kensington. You are here late today. Thought you rich

I stayed bent over the cable machine, breathing heavily. Thick streams of Jax’s cum poured out of my gaping pussy and ran down my trembling thighs onto the gym floor. My legs felt weak and my body was covered in sweat, but the fire between my legs had only grown stronger.Jax slapped my ass hard, making me yelp.“Turn around,” he ordered. “We are not even close to finished. I want you on the squat rack next.”He led me across the gym floor. Cum continued leaking down my legs with every step, leaving a wet trail behind me. My breasts bounced as I walked, nipples still hard and sensitive.Jax positioned me under the squat bar. He adjusted the height, then bent me forward and made me grip the bar with both hands.“Spread your legs and push that ass out,” he said. “I am going to fuck you while you squat.”I gripped the bar tightly and spread my stance wide. Jax stepped behind me and rubbed his thick cock up and down my sloppy, cum-filled slit. Without warning, he slammed back inside me in