All Chapters of FILTHY WET DIARIES : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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20 - MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 2.

MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 2 He let her legs land on the ground as soon as he reached the living room. He makes a sound like he's in pain, and his mouth crashes into hers. Its not gentle, it's three months of pure hunger and lust exploding. Their teeth kept clashing, tongues fighting, with his hands pressing on her throat, holding her in place, while he devours her like he's been dying to. Stacy kisses him back hard, moaning into his mouth, her hands fisting his shirt, pulling him closer. He breaks the kiss first, breathing ragged, forehead against hers. “Fuck Stacy.” “Yes, Daddy,” She whisper, sliding her hand down, to stroke him through his slacks. “Did you miss me?” His hips buck into her touch, not being able to stop himself. “You know I did.” he mutters kissing her once a

20 - MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 3.

MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 3. “We know Marcus isn't home.” another, Gabriel said, stepping closer. “But we wanted to have a private chat with you.” Stacy's pulse spiked. “About what?” Austin Pulled out his phone, swiped, then turned the screen towards her. A cold shiver ran through her the moment her eyes met the screen. There she was on the screen, her face smeared with her mascara, her mouth hung open as she jumped up and down on a dick, moaning like whore, her hand stroking another dick eagerly, enjoying herself. “You've been cheating on Marcus haven't you?” Gabriel said, his voice low and dangerous. “Funny how Marcus didn't seem to notice while ramming your slutty cunt all through the night. Stacy's throat tightened. “T-tha.. that was a mistake. It was one night, and it was

20 - MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 4.

MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 4. Slowly, she released her grip on the shirt, balling her fists instead, nails biting into her palms as she shook her head in desperate denial. "No... this can't be happening," Stacy whispered to herself. "You can't do this to me. Not here please." Moonlight filtered weakly through the windows, scattering fractured colors across the room like ghostly remnants of day. Just hours ago, she had stood in this same living room, in Marcus's arms, taking his dick, and screaming his name like a curse. Now, his friends want to take her in the same space, with the air still filled with Marcus's and her scent from a few minutes ago. Their eyes burning with intimate hunger. Stacy's voice broke as she forced the words out, trembling but defiant. “No. I won't strip. Not here. Not in Marcus’s home.” Austi

20 - MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 5.

MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 5. Before Stacy could protest, Asher and Gabriel seized her arms and wrenched her up the stairs. She twisted, struggling to break free, but their grip was unyielding. With a brutal shove, they drove her against the floor. The cold marble bit into her back, and she gasped, half from the shock, half from the electric jolt that shot through her body at the roughness. Her legs bucked, and she slid down hard onto the cold floor just before Marcus's room. The impact knocked the breath from Stacy's lungs in a pained gasp. Before she could recover, Gabriel hauled her upright, forcing her to stand, while Asher seized her thighs and lifted her, carrying her into the room, seating her harshly on the cold hard rug. Austin stood before Stacy, his face a mask of cold intent. "No-please. Not here. We can't do

20 - MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 6.

MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 6. A sob caught in Stacy's throat as she sank to her hands and knees on the floor, trying to steady herself, but the cold, dusty marble offered no grip. Her fingers slipped, her knees wobbled, and she pitched forward, unable to find the slightest balance. The rough surface dug Into her knees as Ethan stepped forward, pressing his thick, veined cock against her lips. Stacy squeezed her eyes shut, tears slipping free to trall down her cheeks, before she finally parted her mouth. The moment her lips parted, Ethan thrust forward, burying his cock deep into her throat. Stacy gagged, her body convulsing, but Ethan held her head firmly in place, his fingers tangled painfully in her hair. The salty, musky taste of Ethan's cock filled Stacy's mouth, coating her tongue. "That's it,"

20 - MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 7.

MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 7. Breathing heavily,Stacy complied. Her hands moved with a tremble. The air, cool against her exposed skin, made her flinch, leaving her utterly vulnerable and her asshole widely open and laid bare. Asher spat onStacy's asshole, the cold slickness trailing between her cheeks before gathering at the tight ring. Then his thick finger, not gentle, not seeking permission, pressed against her tight, unprepared asshole, making every muscle in her body tighten. "Hmmumm.. Please,"Stacy whispered, her voice hoarse and broken.Asher landed a brutal, stinging slap on the back of her thigh. "Shut up and take it," he growled. Asher forced his finger into Stacy's asshole, the sudden intrusion searing with pain She gasped, her body stiffening against the crude, burning preparation. A second finger joined the first, stretching her furth

20 - MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 8.

MY BOYFRIEND'S TEAMMATES 8. Owen nodded, and together they carefully turned Stacy around. Once she was repositioned, Gabriel pushed his cock into Stacy's pussy. "fuck! Her pussy is so fucking wet," Gabriel growled, thrusting deep. At the same time, Owen drove into Stacy's ass, his voice ragged. "Her ass is so tight... I think it might snap my cock," he hissed. Ethan watched, his own arousal, a tight, aching knot. He moved to the head of the bed, his fingers tangling inStacy's hair, not to cause pain, but to claim her attention. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice a low rasp. Stacy's eyes, glazed with pleasure, fluttered open. Ethan guided his cock to her lips, and she opened for him without hesitation, her tongue meeting his cock in a wet, eager caress. She took him deep into her throat, the sounds of her gagging and moaning around his cock mingling with th

21 - TRAPPED IN 1.

TRAPPED TOGETHER 1. A frustrated sigh escaped me before I could hold back. We had been walking round the hotel now, trying to fix the reservation issue, but all the rooms were already booked out. It was already too late and we couldn't leave now to go find somewhere else to lodge at. And even if we did, there was no guarantee that there would be available rooms. I gave an apologetic look to Jasper, knowing it was all partially my fault. I had made a mistake with the bookings, and now, we were short of one room. It was a business trip in Houston, and our Director , being the annoying dick ass he was, thought it wise to send both me and Jasper to secure tge business deal knowing quite well, that Jasper and I were oil and water, never agreeing on the same thing, always bantering words with one another. I was initially supposed to go alone, I wa

21 - TRAPPED IN 2.

TRAPPED IN 2. JASPER'S POV; I've always know Lisa was as sexy as most porn actresses. Maybe even hotter, but seeing her upclose, being in the same small space with with her dressed like that, had my cock fully awake and straining in my sweatpants. Her tiny singlet literally left nothing to the imagination, covering just her nipples. Her fresh, supple flesh peeked out the fabric like an open invitation. A dangerous one at that. Her nipples poked out the thin fabric daring me to come closer, take it in my mouth and suck hard until it's dark pink and aching. My eyes traced down her flat sexy belly, admiring her belly button, the deep curve on her waist, downd to her ass. Fuck me! Those ass! They always looked huge, shaped like an apple even in her corporate ass hugging skirt, but seeing them in such thin fabric was different. The fabric seemed worn out, thin, hugging her

21 - TRAPPED IN 3.

TRAPPED IN 3. Lisa's POV; My head fell against his shoulders, his elbow below my head like pillow. I struggled not to make a sound as his fingers deeped into my breasts, his palm rough on my skin, sending shivers down my body. He pinched and twisted the nipple until it ached. His fingers moved down to my waist ignoring my left boobs and rubbed tightly on my waist. He mound my ass cheek, spreading it open and pushing his hips flush against me. I felt him hard between my cheeks, and I gulped down at his length and size. He pulled me in, rubbing his waist in slow up and down motion against me. His hand suddenly went to my mid thighs, no longer slow, as he rubbed up against my skin, shoving the rim of my loose thin shorts to my waist. His cold palm on my bare waist now, send shivers down my spine. He suddenly cupped my core and I gasped, arcing my butt into him furt

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