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she gasped, grinding her clit against him with every downward thrust. The fantasy was overwhelming. Here was his dream character , confident, seductive, dripping wet , riding him in real life. Alex flipped them so she was on her back, legs spread wide. He thrust deep in missionary, eyes locked on hers. The red contact lenses made it feel like he was truly fucking Zero Two. “I’m close,” he warned, pace becoming erratic. “Come inside me,” Lila moaned, wrapping her legs around him, heels digging into his back. “Fill your waifu with cum. Breed me.”

Chapter 1 Wet Backstage Cravings Lena's pov I dated a celebrity and it was the worst mistake I ever made. He’s a celebrity in Spain, he’s a musician. His name is Jayden. I met him at an event. The lights were dim backstage, the air thick with perfume, sweat, and the faint buzz of champagne glasses clinking. I stood there in my tight black leather gown, feeling the fabric hug every curve as I scanned the room. He came to perform.

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The mix of pain and filthy lust shot through me like fire, making me moan and whimper against the wall. "Yes, just like that—harder!" I screamed his name, lost in raw taboo ecstasy. "Mark! Fuck your sister's pussy-whore harder, fill my ass up with every inch. I crave it, the pain, the way you own me behind her back!" He growled low in my ear, leaning over me as his hips snapped forward without mercy, his balls slapping wetly against my soaked pussy lips. "That's right, Rachel, take it all. Scream for your sister's husband while I ruin this forbidden hole."

“This is what you wanted, right? Getting fucked like a slut on your future husband’s desk.” “Yes,” Lisa moaned, pushing back to meet every brutal thrust. “Fill me again. Cum deep inside me so I’m still leaking when I kiss David goodnight.” Jax’s rhythm turned savage. The desk creaked loudly. Files and pens scattered onto the floor. “I’m close,” he groaned, hips stuttering. “Gonna flood this greedy pussy.” “Do it,” Lisa gasped. “Cum in me. Mark your brother’s fiancée.” With a deep, guttural groan, Jax buried himself to the hilt and came hard, thick ropes of hot cum shooting deep inside her, painting her cervix. He kept grinding through it, making sure every drop stayed buried.

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She was so unbelievably tight, so hot, and so impossibly wet that I felt like I was being swallowed by a volcano. "Oh, fuck," she hissed, her head tossing back, the blonde wig falling slightly away. "You're so deep. You're hitting everything, Creighton." She began to move, and it was clear why she was a superstar on OnlyFans. She had a rhythmic control over her hips that was breathtaking. She ground her pelvis against mine, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone with every downward stroke. She wasn't just bouncing; she was rolling her hips, a slow, circular motion that maximized the friction against every inch of my shaft.

“That’s it, baby. Eat this cheating pussy. Jake would lose his mind if he knew his best friend was tongue-fucking his mother right now, making her drip like a slut on his bed.” Her dirty words only fueled me more. I sucked her clit between my lips like a little cock, hollowing my cheeks and flicking my tongue rapidly while my fingers curled and thrust faster, hitting that spot over and over. Elena’s moans grew louder, turning into broken whimpers and gasps. Her thighs started shaking uncontrollably around my ears. “I’m going to cum, Alex! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop sucking Mommy’s clit… oh fuck, Mrs. Harper is so close!”

“All that fake mystic shit is over. You’re just my pretty little cumslut now.” Elara moaned brokenly in response, pushing back against me even as tears of overwhelming pleasure rolled down her face. Her body kept shaking, completely lost in the rough pleasure I was giving her. I smirked, slamming into her soaked, quivering pussy again and again. I started pounding Elara mercilessly, her pussy creaming all over my cock as she shook and sobbed through her orgasm. Her walls fluttered and squeezed me so tightly that it was driving me insane.