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Warning: 18+ Content Ahead. This chapter is nothing but pure, unfiltered smut. Proceed only if you're ready for the heat. Enjoy! Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I’d never felt this kind of raw, burning need to please a man—until now. As I glanced down at him, lying there so sure of himself, that cocky smirk etched on his face, something in me stirred. I wanted to strip that arrogance away, watch it dissolve under my touch until he was nothing but a gasping, trembling mess beneath me.

She came with a muffled scream, squirting a little onto the sheets, body convulsing as she kept fucking herself through it. She collapsed, panting, pulling the dripping dildo out and sucking it clean for the camera. “Thank you for watching Mommy cum. Tip if you want more. Next time… maybe I’ll show you how I taste after a real fucking.” She ended the recording, uploaded it with the caption: “ASlimySlut’s sloppy afternoon stretch 💦 Who wants to breed this divorced pussy?”, and leaned back, flushed and satisfied.

Sucking her clit and fingering her ass, her deluging my face with her orgasms. Sam held my head, "Take a break, baby." I moved up into her arms. We kissed, me smearing her all over her face, she smiled, "I taste good." I lay against her, both of us covered in a sheen of sweat, "yes, you do." Sam, trailing a finger over my skin, "You've never done this, with a woman? You're very good." "I just did what D..." I cut off, Sam gently pinched my nipple, "S'ok."

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

"Scream for me, you filthy slut." I did, my body convulsing as I came with a loud cry. He followed seconds later, his cock pulsing inside me as he filled me with his hot cum. He collapsed on top of me, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. I could feel his cum leaking out of my used hole, dribbling down my thighs. "That was so fucking hot," I breathed, turning to face him. "Fucking me like that. Claiming me." He smirked, rolling onto his back and pulling me on top of him. "You're a good little slut," he said. "But we're not done yet."

I swallow hard, my throat dry. “I like this one, Ruth,” I say, my voice coming out lower than I intended. “It’s sexy.” Her face lights up with a satisfied smile. “Yeah? You think so?” I nod. “Yeah. That one’s the best by far.” Ruth beams and does a little spin, the tiny flowers on her nipples shifts dangerously with the movement. “What about you, Dre? Is this good?” Dre smiles. “You look great. I like the flowers on this one.”

The smell of sex filled the air, musky, dirty, addictive. "Such a perfect hole," he snarled. "Gonna fill you up every day. Keep you leaking my cum while you work at your desk." I was close, so fucking close, when he suddenly pulled out. He flipped me onto my back on the couch and climbed over me, stroking his glistening cock furiously. "Open your mouth." I barely had time to obey before he exploded. Thick ropes of hot cum painted my face, across my lips, my cheeks, one spurt hitting my tongue. I gasped, tasting him again as it dripped down my chin.

He looked down at her sprawled on his desk — blouse open, tits out, skirt bunched around her waist, legs spread obscenely, and his creamy cum already oozing from her stretched hole. “Look at the mess you’ve made,” he sneered, pulling out slowly. A thick glob of his cum poured out of her gaping cunt and dripped onto the polished mahogany. “You’ve ruined my fucking desk with your whore juices and my seed. What kind of cheap slut does that during a job interview?” Sara whimpered, her pussy still fluttering from the intense orgasm. “I’m sorry, sir… I couldn’t help it. Your cock felt too good.” He slapped her swollen clit hard with his heavy cock, making her jolt.

I shouldn’t have been able to enjoy it like that while being mated. “Sensational,” Mr. Smith whispered. I turned to look at the screen and he was wiping his seed off his member. Some of the men around him were doing the same, or something similar, and some even had women there they were now fucking. It was a wild scene. I felt like I was the one watching porn now. “It was worth every euro sent. I don’t think we have ever bought a more invigorating hour. Before I book the two of you again, I have one last request.”