บททั้งหมดของ Wet Intentions (A Collection of Tales): บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 48

Noah was still buried deep inside me, his thick cock stretching my pussy wide as he fucked me hard in missionary on the couch. Every brutal thrust made my tits bounce and my body jolt. The wet, filthy slapping of his heavy balls against my ass filled the living room and I was moaning like a whore, my nails digging into his back as he pounded me. But I wanted more. I wanted him to ruin me completely. “Flip me over,” I gasped, my voice desperate. “Fuck me from behind. I want you to pound me like a dirty slut while your wife is upstairs.” Noah pulled out with a wet pop, his cock shiny and coated in my cream. He grabbed my hips roughly and flipped me onto my stomach. I quickly got on all fours, arching my back deeply and pushing my ass up high for him. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks, showing him my dripping, swollen pussy and tight little hole. “Look at my pussy Noah,” I begged. “It’s so wet for you. Come fuck your wife’s sister like the cheating whore I am.” He didn’

Lauren came back downstairs after her phone call, still completely clueless about what had just happened. I was sitting on the couch quietly trying to act normal, but my pussy was a wrecked, leaking mess. Noah’s thick cum was still pouring out of me, soaking my tiny shorts and making my thighs sticky. Every time I shifted, I could feel more of it oozing out. “You two are quiet,” Lauren said, smiling as she sat down between us again. “Everything okay?” “Yeah, just tired,” I lied, my voice a little hoarse from moaning into the cushion earlier. Noah’s hand slid under the blanket again and found my soaked shorts. He pushed them aside and slid two fingers straight back into my cum-filled cunt and I had to bite my lip hard to stop from moaning out loud. He slowly finger-fucked me right next to his wife, stirring his own loads deeper inside me while we pretended to watch the movie. “You’re still leaking so much,” he whispered in my ear. “Your sister is sitting right here while my c

The gym always felt different at night with the usual loud music and clanging weights gone, replaced by a heavy silence broken only by the low hum of the air conditioning. I had booked the last private session of the day with Marcus on purpose. At 25, I was tired of the boys my age who fumbled around and never knew how to really take control. I wanted something rougher…Something real. Marcus was the head trainer, tall and powerfully built with thick arms, a broad chest, and a commanding presence that made my thighs squeeze together every time he corrected my form. He had short dark hair, sharp blue eyes, and a deep voice that always sounded like he was giving orders. Tonight he wore a very appealing tight black compression shirt that showed every muscle and gray shorts that did nothing to hide the heavy outline of his cock when he moved. “You’re late Cass,” he said as I walked into the private training room, locking the door behind me. “Sorry,” I replied, my voice a little bre

I turned over on shaky legs, my body still trembling from the intense orgasm and the massive creampie Marcus had just pumped into me. Thick white streams of his cum were still leaking from my swollen, gaping pussy, running down my inner thighs and dripping onto the gym floor. My tits were flushed red from his rough handling, and my legs felt weak, but I wanted more. I craved it. I bent over the weight bench, spreading my legs wide and arching my back deeply. I reached back with both hands and pulled my ass cheeks apart, showing him everything — my dripping, cum-filled hole and my tight little asshole. “Like this?” I asked, my voice hoarse and needy. “You want to fuck your trainee’s sloppy, cum-filled pussy from behind?” Marcus groaned deeply, stepping behind me. He slapped my ass hard with his big hand, making it jiggle. “Exactly like that Cass. Look at this messy cunt still leaking my load and you’re already begging for more. You’re such a greedy little cumslut.” He rubbed