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“James, can’t you change this series to something more fun?” I asked, my brows arching upward as I stared at him.
He chuckled slightly and pulled the blanket that was already over his legs up to his chest while smiling, his gaze still fixed on the TV. “Come on, Jessica. This is an educational documentary. Just watch it and gain more insight about the things around you,” he stated, his voice a bit low but still clear enough for me to understand. “I’m only in your house because I’m bored and you aren’t even treating me nicely,” I whispered, my lips slightly pouted. “Shh!” James shushed me, placing his index finger over his lips. “This documentary is boring, but it will help you in the long run, okay?” I rolled my eyes, tucked a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear, then grabbed my phone which was resting on my thigh. I began scrolling through reels on different social media platforms. “James, can we go on a date at this…” I was about to ask James if we could go on a friendship date at a new restaurant downtown, but my words trailed off because when I turned to look at him, I noticed that he was already fast asleep. A loud sigh escaped my lips as I slid off the couch, carefully repositioned James on the couch so he could sleep comfortably, and then grabbed my handbag. “I guess it’s time for me to head back home,” I mused to myself, staring at James, my best friend, who was peacefully asleep. With my belongings now in my hands, I turned and made my way out of the house and straight to the road where I boarded a cab that took me to my destination. After paying the fare, I headed straight to my house. I opened my handbag and slid my hand inside in search of my key, but the more my fingers searched through every corner of the bag, the more I realized I still couldn’t find it. “Ohh, fuck! I forgot my key at James’s house while I was there,” I lamented, slamming my fist lightly against my forehead as a frown settled on my face. I knew the chances of calling James and having him answer while he was deep asleep were close to zero, so the only alternatives I had were either heading back to his place to grab the key I had left on top of his kitchen cabinet or finding somewhere to stay for the night and asking him to bring it to me in the morning. As I kept contemplating the two options laid before me, my gaze suddenly fell on the light coming from my neighbour’s window, whose house stood opposite mine. With my shoulders slumped, I made my way over to my neighbour’s place. When I arrived, I pressed the doorbell and after a few seconds, the door opened. “Hi, Jessica,” Phil greeted with a wide smile across his lips. I instantly bit onto my lower lip, my eyes widening slightly as I scanned his physique. Phil was wearing black tight boxer briefs that hugged the obvious bulge between his legs. His chest was damp and bare, an indication that he had just stepped out of the shower because a white towel was draped around his neck. I lifted my gaze to Phil’s face and for a few seconds I almost forgot how to breathe. Phil’s black hair was wet, droplets of water sliding down onto his shoulders while his amber eyes were hypnotic, drawing me in like a magnet. His lips were pink, slightly moist, and for some unknown reason they were oddly alluring. Phil had been my neighbour for the past six months and despite that, we rarely spoke to each other unless one of us needed a favour or we happened to bump into each other. “Hey, is everything okay?” Phil’s voice suddenly came through, pulling me out of my trance-like state. I swallowed hard, the movement visible in my throat, then placed a few strands of my hair behind my ear. I had always known Phil to be a handsome man, but tonight there was something about him that felt even more alluring. “Jessica,” Phil called again, and this time I had to flutter my eyelashes a few times just to return to my senses. “Umm, I forg… well, I forgot my keys at my best friend’s house and I was wondering if I could stay here for the night?” I inquired, my words stumbling over each other because the effect of his handsome features was making me tongue-tied. Phil nodded and stepped out of the way for me to get inside. “This isn’t the first time you’re staying over, so feel at home,” he purred, closing the door behind me as I stepped in and took off my shoes. I let out a long exhale, bit onto my lower lip, and made my way over to the couch in his living room. “Please get me a blanket,” I said, grabbing the TV remote as I turned it on. Besides, this wasn’t my first time at Phil’s place. On countless occasions I had either misplaced or forgotten my keys somewhere, and his house was the only place I could turn to. “Alright, dear,” he replied, disappearing into his room. Soon he stepped out with a blanket and a pillow which he handed to me. “Jess, I just took my bath and I’ll be having a long day ahead of me tomorrow, so I hope you don’t mind if I go to bed now and…” “Phil, I won’t mind at all. I’m even grateful that you’re allowing me to sleep over,” I said, cutting him off mid-sentence. He nodded, waved his hand at me, and then blew a kiss in my direction, making my pussy react almost instantly as its walls clenched in anticipation. I swallowed hard and watched as Phil headed back to his room. “Dammit,” I cursed under my breath, opening my handbag and pulling out a dildo. Since I had always been a sex addict, I made sure my sex toy was always in my bag just in case I needed it. As I stared at the pink dildo in my grip, I scanned the living room to make sure Phil wasn’t around. Once I was certain he was gone, I unbuttoned my shirt, pulled my trouser half way down and then I turned on the dildo and slipped it into my mouth, letting my saliva coat the toy. With a mischievous smile on my lips, I slowly pulled the dildo away from my mouth, my saliva trailing down from it. The cool wetness sent a teasing yet pleasurable sensation through me until the toy eventually reached my pussy. I paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and then without warning thrust the dildo into my already wet, dripping pussy.“Ahhn… Blake,” I moaned in a low, gasped breath.I gasped because I could barely breathe. I lifted my hand, trying to reach for the strand of hair in his tight grip because it was starting to sting, but I couldn’t. My body was beginning to tremble uncontrollably.“I can’t… take it,” I moaned weakly, my pussy gushing around his thick cock.“Oh my god… fuuuck!” I moaned loudly.Blake smirked and let go of my hair. He placed both hands firmly on my waist and started slamming into me faster, harder, and deeper.“Grrr… take every fucking inch of this cock,” Blake growled savagely as he destroyed my pussy.“Fuuuuck… yes!” I moaned desperately.The filthy “pa pa pa pa pa” sound of his heavy balls slapping against my soaked pussy filled the room with every brutal thrust.My creamy juices were splashing everywhere with each powerful slap, making the sound even wetter and nastier.Tears instantly streamed down my eyes as I pressed the upper part of my body back onto the bed.“Blake… Blake pleas
With slow, deliberate steps, Blake walked over to me. As he stood before me, he bit his lower lip for a few seconds, his intense gaze locked on my pussy which was clenching in anticipation. “Mmmh…” I moaned softly under my breath, already growing wetter from his stare.“So, Daisy… do you want me to tattoo that pretty pussy right now, or do you need me to pound on it first?” he asked, eyes dark with lust.I swallowed hard, the movement of my saliva down my throat clearly visible. “By pounded, what do you mean?” I asked innocently, pretending I had no idea what his earlier statement meant while deep down, my heart raced with excitement as I waited for his response.Blake scoffed. “Daisy, darling.” Blake purred with a deep, seductive voice before continuing. “Don’t you know what being pounded means?” He asked, tilting his head to the side as he turned on the tattoo machine. “I won’t ask again, Daisy. What is it going to be? Getting tatted or getting pounded?” His voice was now much firm
Blake instantly began thrusting his fingers in and out of my pussy while his tongue continued dripping more warm saliva into my core. The sensation made me shiver as waves of electric pleasure surged through my entire body.“Arrrghh, fuckkk.” I moaned breathily, my hips rocking against his hand. The slick, obscene sounds of his fingers plunging into my dripping wet pussy filled the room.I arched my back slightly, trying to adjust to the delicious stretch of his intruding fingers. My toes curled from the overwhelming fullness as pleasure coursed through me.“Should I go faster, rougher or…”“I said you should fucking…. Oh my god!!!” I growled. My voice was loud and shaky as soft moans coated every word. “Do whatever the fuck you want to my pussy!” I seethed as it almost felt as if what all that was now coming out of my mouth were gibberish. “Ahhn. Please.” I moaned, surrendering completely to him.Blake chuckled softly. “I won’t be asking for permission anymore, so you better brace
Blake’s lips curved into the most amused smile I had seen in a very long time as he nodded his head and slowly roamed his tongue across his lips.“I’m dying to eat that sweet pussy, Daisy. Say the word and I’ll bury my tongue so deep you’ll forget your own name,” he purred, tilting his head with dark hunger in his eyes as he sought another confirmation before acting on the dirty thought burning in his mind.I scoffed, heat pooling between my thighs. “You can fuck my pussy any way you crave, Blake. For the rest of the day this dripping pussy belongs completely to you… You’re free to ruin it, claim it, make me scream until I can’t take anymore.” I replied, my voice so husky and dripping with lust that it made Blake grow rock hard all over again while my own arousal spike as I watched his cock twitch in response.A quiet scoff escaped his lips as he placed one hand on my breasts. “They really need to be tattooed on,” he purred, his other hand sliding to my chin as he lifted my head, forc
As my hot saliva fell onto Blake’s hard dick, he smiled and nodded his head, silently watching me as I placed my hands on his dick and began to stroke up and down in a slow rhythmic manner.“Blake, imagine how it feels to get your dick inside my tight pussy,” I purred in a deliberate voice as I let my hot breath caress his throbbing member while my hand glided up and down in a slow sensual rhythm.“Mmmh, can you feel how wet I already am for you?” I moaned breathily, letting the sound vibrate against his skin as I began to lick the tip of his throbbing members. The image of him inside me tightened something in my belly and I let my tongue ghost the underside of his shaft.“Hmm…” I moaned softly, the sound full of longing as my tongue continued teasing him.“Imagine how it is going to feel having your dick touching my throat while I moan your name.” I purred more, lifting my eyes to meet his so he would know I was not playing with the words that had just come out of my mouth.All that
“I like you,” Blake purred in a low, warm voice, and my pussy clenched at those words. “I like a woman who knows what she wants.” He added and his tone made a smile spread across my lips and I chuckled softly… a small, traitorous flutter hit my stomach. “I also like a man who does not waste time getting into action,” I said, and Blake immediately understood my hint. We had both acknowledged that we wanted each other, so I saw no reason to stall. Getting into action was my thing.Blake nodded, rose from his seat, and set his tattooing equipment aside in its case. He took off his apron tossed it over to a chair before walking over to his entrance door, flipping the open sign on the shop to closed.As he turned back toward me, he slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper, letting his trousers slide down to his ankles. Now only his black, tight boxer briefs remained from his waist downward.The hard outline of his dick clung to his briefs, promising everything beneath and ins
I winked at Olivia, then bit the side of my lip, and with my hand firmly squeezing her pussy, I slid just my middle finger deep into her wet, dripping pussy. “Agh…” she moaned, her eyes rolling upward as she arched her butt higher. Her voice cracked into a breathy whimper, and the sight of her tr
Deep within, I felt the urge to scream at the top of my lungs. To tell Olivia, my mom, and most especially Mr. Frank that this isn’t right. It just doesn’t feel right.Unfortunately, instead of me doing any of that, I found myself allowing Olivia to freely lick my face as that sensation was intense
“Hubby, I already told you that we have to be at the hospital before four p.m., otherwise I won't be able to see the doctor today,” I purred as I shook my boyfriend's shoulder while he remained fast asleep on the bed.I tried waking him up, but the more I shook his shoulder, the more he shrugged me
I have been fucked in my asshole on countless occasions, but right now I just didn’t predict, or better still, I didn’t expect the sudden aggression of Jason as he had shoved his thumb inside my asshole.The shock of it sent a jolt through me that made my thighs clench, my body reacting before my m







