Semua Bab SCANDALOUS AFFAIRS ( AN EXTRA SPICY EROTICA COLLECTION): Bab 31 - Bab 40

Hazel's Pov Shit!!! I was done for. What were we thinking having sex on the staircase. I didn't want to imagine if it was Braun that caught us in that position, he would have sent me to the gutters where he picked me from. I couldn't even sleep, that not so little shit was threatening me with a picture. I never loved Carter's dad but I married him because the man was loaded as fuck. Matt was the one I truly had feelings for but I don't want to spend my life with a broke man. I couldn't stop sleeping with him either. Matt ate pussy like he was born for it, his thick cock hitting my G spot to pieces, and don't get me started on how I loved watching other men fuck his asshole mercilessly. But good sex can't buy me a birkin, Chanel or change my wardrobe either so I needed to do something about Carter. As the morning light filtered through the blinds, I took a quick shower and headed downstairs in a slick robe. Carter was already in the kitchen, blending that awful smelling juice h

Carter's Pov I was already standing by my beside the next morning with a bottle of lube. Hazel and Uncle Matt were going to come in here any minute now in reference to my text to them. "The both of you, get on the bed. On all fours, thighs apart and spread out." I commanded immediately they came into view, naked as instructed. "What...what do you have planned?" Hazel asked, her pussy lips already glistening with slick. Uncle Matt was beside her, his swollen pipe jutting forward with precum dripping from the open tip. "It seems you both don't know who's in charge here." I growled, stroking my fat cock as I stared at their naked bodies. "Get on the bed right now." I snarled. They both scrambled on the bed on all fours, ass facing me. Their obedience making my cock thump.They both turned their heads to look at me, arching their backs in the process. Hazel's pink pussy was already oozing with snatch cream. Uncle Theo's hole looked so used up and red. "Why's your hole looking like

Jenna's Pov The lights in the studio were low, I laid on the set bed, knee length socks grazing my thighs, lacy panties hugging my puffy pussy, with my tits bare. Drew and Greg were already circling me, their jumbo cocks jumping with every movement they made. "Get her ready boys," the director muttered, not Mike this time. Greg held my hands up and away from my body. Drew got between my thighs, bringing my ankles up to my ears. Without warning, he hooked his fingers onto my panties, ripping them into shreds off my cunt. The ruined panties lay on my waist, wet with pussy juice, my fat snatch exposed for the camera. "Fuck. We haven't even touched you yet and you're already leaking." Drew growled, slapping his rough palm on my bare wet folds. "Where you touching yourself?"I giggled, my voice thick with arousal. "I've been thinking about this set since yesterday. I even had to finger myself a bit. You guys should hurry up."Greg reached for the silver nipple clamps on the bedside t

Eve's Pov It's been three days since my last encounter with Graham. I spent hours in the shower, scalding water burning me up as I scrubbed my body harshly like I was trying to wash up the memories of what we did. It was of no use because that night, and many other nights, were playing in a loop in my head. Every time I sat down, I felt a sting up my butthole. Reminding me that my daughter's husband's cock had been in me more times than I could count. This evening was the dreaded dinner. The table was already set, the scent of food enveloping the house. Rachael was the first to breeze in, her two little munchkins bouncing behind her as we hugged. My throat knotted as my mind chose that moment to remember the times I had Graham's cock down my throat while he lapped my pussy. My cheeks bloomed as he came into view. His shirt was crisp, posture stoic and calm, unlike me, who was fidgety. Dinner started, conversations popping as my husband, Harold poured the wine. Anytime Graha

THIRD PERSON POVThe porn bus skittered on the highway, the leather seat sticky from the girl's earlier interview. Now seated on it was three ripped dudes wearing tight jockstraps. Their heavy cocks and balls were stretched obscenely over the delicate material. Jax, dark haired with a chiseled jawline, with tribal tattoos adorning his abs and forearms, sat in the middle. His cock head was already peeking at the top of his underwear, leaking like a tap.On the left was Rocco with the hairy chest. His black jockstrap was encasing his veiny eight incher with low hanging balls. Then to the right was Kane, smooth brown skin. Red jockstrap that cradled a mammoth 12 incher pole. "Damn, my pipe looks good." Jax said, grabbing his crotch, giving it a hard squeeze. "I'd fuck myself if I could."Rocco laughed, slapping Jax's thigh. "Yeah, bro. That ass of yours looks tight. I bet you'll cream only from a swollen cock head."Kane grinned at their antics, spreading his legs wider. The movement