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Sarah and Rudy had been married for six years and lived in a quiet two-story house at the end of a dead-end street. Rudy worked construction while Sarah handled the books for a small accounting firm. Most nights they ate dinner on the couch, scrolled through their phones, and went to bed around ten. Their sex life was steady but never especially wild. Rudy liked to fuck her hard when he came home dusty and tired from work, and Sarah came easily whenever he talked dirty to her. They never needed toys or complicated games. The house across the street had sat empty for months until Kane moved in three weeks earlier. He was single, somewhere in his mid-thirties, and built like a man who lifted heavy weights for a living. Their bedrooms faced each other across a narrow stretch of grass, and neither house had fences high enough to block the view.It was eight o’clock on a Tuesday evening. Rudy sat in the living room watching a game with the volume turned low. Sarah had gone upstairs to

Kane’s hand tightened on the back of Sarah’s head and he started thrusting up into her mouth with short, hard snaps of his hips. The thick head of his cock punched against the back of her throat over and over, forcing her to open wider and take more of him. Saliva spilled from the corners of her lips and ran down his shaft. Sarah’s eyes watered but she kept her mouth open and let him use it. Every time he drove in deep she made a wet, choked sound around him.Rudy moved behind her, hooked his fingers in the waistband of her shorts and panties, and yanked them down her thighs in one rough pull. He tossed them aside and pushed her knees farther apart on the floor so her bare cunt was exposed between Kane’s spread legs. Rudy’s hand slid between her thighs and two fingers found her clit immediately, rubbing it in tight, firm circles while his other fingers dipped lower and felt how soaked she already was.“Jesus Christ, Kane, feel how wet she is,” Rudy said, his voice thick. “She’s drip

I was fucking exhausted. College had been grinding me down for weeks straight. Assignments stacked on top of each other, professors who didn’t give a shit if you slept or not, and the constant pressure of keeping my grades from tanking. I shared a two-bedroom apartment with my twin sister Lara. We’d moved in together at the start of the semester to cut costs. The place was decent enough, open living room and kitchen downstairs, our rooms upstairs. Most nights it worked fine. Tonight it felt like everything was piled on me at once.It was 9:40 pm when I finally hit submit on the last-minute paper that had been hanging over my head all day. My eyes burned. My shoulders ached. All I wanted was to crash face-first into my mattress and not wake up until noon. I shut my laptop, stretched, and realized my throat was dry as hell. I needed water before I passed out.I pushed out of my room and headed for the stairs. The apartment was quiet except for the low murmur of voices and something e

Kaylee didn’t wait. She pushed herself off the couch and dropped onto the floor right in front of me, knees spreading wide, her bare cunt already open and shiny. She grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand between her legs.“Please.. I need your fingers in me. Don’t make me wait.”I pushed two fingers straight into her. She was soaked, hotter and tighter than I expected, walls clamping down the second I was inside. I curled them the same way I had with Skylar and started rubbing that front wall hard while my thumb pressed on her clit.Kaylee’s head fell back and she got loud immediately.“Oh fuck yes—just like that—don’t stop—your fingers feel so fucking good in my pussy—”I kept working her, watching her face. “You’re dripping all over my hand. Look at this. Your cunt’s a mess already.”She moaned louder, hips rolling against my fingers. “Yeah? You like how wet my pussy gets? It’s all for you..”I went faster, pumping my fingers deeper, rubbing that spot without mercy. Kaylee’s thighs s

The next morning the apartment was quiet. Kaylee, Ruth, and Skylar were already gone. No leftover clothes on the floor, no empty bottles, nothing. Just the usual mess of a college place that had seen too much the night before.I went through the day on autopilot. Classes, coffee, half-listening to professors. None of it stuck. Every time I blinked I saw Lara’s face from last night. Her lip between her teeth, fingers buried in her own cunt, eyes locked on my cock while everyone else got fucked. She never asked for a turn. She just watched. And the way she watched still sat heavy in my gut.By the time I walked home I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Everyone got something last night. Skylar took my cock for her first time. Ruth rode it. Kaylee came on it and got covered in cum. Lara got nothing. Not a finger. Not a cock. Nothing.I unlocked the door and stepped inside. The place smelled like her usual vanilla body wash. Then I heard it—soft, broken moans coming from the kitchen. I fol