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Pete’s hesitation was clear, but I could see the lust overriding his concerns. “What about Rick?” he asked, his voice shaky, but his cock already hard again.
I laughed softly, leaning into him as I stood between his legs, my nipples poking through my thin Tshirt, brushing against his chest. “It’s his fault for being away,” I whispered seductively, caressing his chest and feeling his body react to every touch. I leaned in closer, pressing my lips to his, holding the kiss longer this time. He melted into it, his hands gripping my waist as I pressed myself against him.
When I pulled away, I smiled wickedly. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, will it?” I teased, my hand sliding down to stroke his cock again, feeling it twitch beneath my fingers. His breath caught as I stroked him, his body responding instantly to my touch.
“Are you going to tell him that you fucked me?” I asked, my voice low and teasing as I wrapped my hand firmly around his cock. He was already rock hard again, his body trembling with need, and I could see the conflict in his eyes, but the lust was winning.
Without waiting for an answer, I gripped his cock and led him to the bedroom. The air was thick with tension, my heels clicking against the floor as I walked, knowing he was watching every step. When we reached the bed, I turned to face him, my eyes locking onto his as I bent over slowly, slipping out of my thong. His eyes widened, filled with lust as I stood back up, my bare pussy exposed to him.
I could feel the electricity between us as I crawled onto the bed, making sure to give him a full view of my bare ass and glistening pussy. I looked over my shoulder at him, my voice soft but dripping with desire. “You don’t have plans for tonight, do you?” I asked, my tone playful but full of intent.
Pete shook his head, barely able to speak. “None that can’t wait,” he muttered, his voice thick with anticipation.
I smiled, crawling further onto the bed, giving him a perfect view as I whispered, “Come on, baby. We’ve got all night.”
Pete tore his clothes off with urgency, his eyes dark and filled with lust. I lay on my back, my legs drawn up and open, fully exposed and ready for him. The room was thick with tension, the anticipation almost unbearable. I wanted him—needed him—right now.
Without hesitation, I grabbed the neck of my tight Tshirt and ripped it apart, exposing my breasts completely, my nipples already hard from the excitement. Pete was on me in an instant, his mouth attacking my chest, kissing and biting at my breasts. His teeth grazed my nipples, sending shivers of pleasure through me as he nibbled my skin, leaving marks wherever his mouth touched.
His cock danced over my pussy, the tip nudging my clit, making me gasp and arch my back as the electric sensation shot through me. Every touch, every bite drove me wild, my desire for him growing with every second.
I reached down between us, my hand finding his thick, pulsing cock, and I guided it to my entrance, feeling the heat of him pressing against my wetness. My breath hitched, my body trembling with need, as I pulled him closer, whispering softly but full of intent, “Fuck me.”
The words barely left my lips before Pete thrust into me hard, his cock filling me completely, and I moaned loudly as the pleasure overwhelmed me. My body tensed around him, every nerve alight as he started to move, each thrust deep and deliberate, pushing me closer to the edge with every stroke
His mouth never left my body, his lips and teeth biting and sucking at my breasts, my neck, anywhere he could reach as he pounded into me, the rhythm of his hips matching the wild beating of my heart. I gripped the sheets beneath me, my body arching into him as his cock drove deeper, stretching me, filling me in a way that made my head spin.
The heat between us was unbearable, the tension building rapidly as I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper, harder, needing him to fuck me like I’d never been fucked before. I couldn’t get enough of him, the intensity, the raw need.
“Yes, Pete,” I gasped, my fingers digging into his back as he thrust harder, his cock hitting just the right spot inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. “Just like that… don’t stop.
He groaned deeply, his hips slamming into mine with even more force, and I could feel myself teetering on the edge of a powerful orgasm. The sensation was overwhelming, my entire body trembling as I bucked beneath him, desperate for release
I came hard, my legs wrapped tightly around him, my stiletto heels digging into his back as I urged him on with every thrust. My cries of pleasure filled the room, mingling with his name as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me. My entire body trembled, my fingers gripping the sheets as I surrendered completely to the intensity of the moment.
Pete’s pace quickened, his own moans growing louder as he lost control. Within seconds, he reached his climax, and I felt his cock pulse inside me, his hot cum shooting deep into me. The sensation sent another shiver of pleasure through me, and I held him tighter, pulling him deeper, feeling every last spasm of his release.
Our bodies were slick with sweat, tangled together, the room still echoing with the sound of our shared release. He collapsed onto me, both of us panting heavily, our hearts racing as we came down from the high. The moment was electric, raw, and overwhelming. I smiled to myself, knowing that Rick would have no idea what had just unfolded in the very bed we shared.
As we rolled apart, our bodies still buzzing from the intensity of what had just happened, I glanced over at Pete with a wicked smile. I could see the mix of satisfaction and a bit of lingering embarrassment on his face, as though the reality of betraying Rick was beginning to sink in. I leaned over, placing a hand on his chest and brushing my lips lightly against his.
“You were amazing, Pete,” I whispered, my voice full of playful seduction. “Better than I ever imagined.”
Pete blushed slightly, his face betraying the conflict between his lust and his conscience. “I don’t know,” he mumbled, clearly still thinking about Rick. “It feels like we shouldn’t have… you know.”
I laughed softly, running my fingers gently over his chest. “Oh, Pete,” I said, my voice dripping with mock sympathy, “it’s Rick’s fault. He left me all alone, and I needed someone to take care of me.”
Pete sighed but smiled, his walls slowly breaking down. “I’ve always had a thing for you, Chloe,” he confessed, looking at me shyly. “I’ve thought you were hot for years, but I always thought you were… unattainable.”
I kissed him tenderly, feeling his body relax under my touch. “Thank you,” I murmured against his lips. “And believe me, I noticed you too. I saw how aroused you’d get when I wore certain outfits.” I let my voice drop lower, teasing, as my hand slid down his chest, toward his cock.
Pete’s breath hitched, but he didn’t pull away. His cock was already beginning to stir again beneath my fingers, growing harder as I stroked him lightly. I looked up at him with a mischievous glint in my eyes, my voice full of sultry intent. “Are you going to tell people you’ve fucked me?” I asked seductively, my fingers wrapping tighter around his growing erection.
“Hell no,” Pete muttered quickly, his voice a little shaky, but the lust in his eyes told me that he was still very much caught up in the moment.
I grinned wickedly, stroking his cock a little faster now, feeling it throb in my hand. “So,” I teased, leaning in closer, “what turns you on about me, Pete?”
Pete let out a soft groan, his hips shifting slightly as he grew harder beneath my touch. “It’s the whole package,” he admitted, his breath coming quicker. “Everything about you exudes appeal… your body, the way you move…”
I laughed softly, enjoying the effect my words and actions were having on him. My hand continued its slow, teasing strokes along his length, and I could feel his cock growing even harder, twitching in anticipation.
“And,” Pete added, his voice lowering, “I love the way you always wear red lipstick. It draws my eyes to your lips, and I imagine my cock between them…”
I raised an eyebrow, my smile widening as his dirty confession sent a thrill through me. “Is that what you want?” I purred, leaning down to brush my lips lightly against the tip of his cock. “Do you want me to put some more lipstick on before I blow you?”
Pete’s eyes widened, the dirty words sending a shockwave through him. He nodded eagerly, his voice caught in his throat as he stared at me, mesmerized
I sat up slowly, reaching for my lipstick, deliberately drawing out the moment as I applied a thick, glossy coat of deep red. Pete’s eyes never left my lips as I carefully layered it on, making sure it was perfect. I knew how much he was craving this, and I was more than happy to make him wait just a little longer.
Once my lips were full and coated, I leaned over him again, my hand still stroking his cock as I met his eyes. I let my lips hover just above his length, teasing him with the anticipation, letting him feel the heat of my breath before I finally lowered my mouth onto him.
The moment my lips wrapped around his cock, Pete let out a deep groan, his body trembling beneath me. I moved slowly at first, letting my lips glide over his shaft, the thick layer of lipstick smearing against his skin. I kept my eyes locked on his as I teased him with my tongue, swirling it around the tip of his cock, tasting the precum already leaking out.
“Do you want me to fuck you with my mouth?” I whispered, leaning closer to his face, letting the weight of my words sink in. His eyes widened, and I could feel his cock hardening as I stroked it slowly, teasingly.
“God, yes,” he groaned, barely able to contain himself.
I held his cock in my hand, stroking it slowly while I teased him with dirty thoughts. “I want to feel your cock deep in my throat, Pete,” I whispered, my voice low and filthy. “I want to taste your cum on my tongue, feel it sliding down my throat while you fuck my mouth hard.”
Pete groaned, his head falling back as I leaned down, brushing my freshly painted lips against the tip of his cock. I felt it twitch in my hand as I kissed the head softly, tasting the precum already leaking out. “I bet you’ve thought about this, haven’t you?” I whispered, licking a slow line up his shaft. “My red lips wrapped around your cock, taking you deep. I know you’ve imagined my mouth until I’m gagging on you.”
His hips bucked slightly, desperate for more, but I wasn’t done teasing him yet. I let my tongue swirl around the head of his cock, then slowly took him into my mouth, inch by inch. I could feel him tremble beneath me, his breath coming in short gasps as I sucked him, sliding my lips up and down his length, coating his cock with red streaks of lipstick.
“You want to cum all over my face, don’t you?” I moaned softly, my words muffled around his cock. “You want to see your cum dripping down my chin while I beg for more.”
Pete groaned louder, his hips thrusting up into my mouth as I sucked him deeper, my lips tight around his shaft. I moved faster, my hand stroking the base of his cock as my mouth worked him hard, taking him as deep as I could. He was so close, I could feel it in the way his cock pulsed in my mouth, his body trembling with need.
But before he could finish, Pete shifted beneath me, his hands gripping my waist as he moved us around into a new position. He pulled me up, flipping us into a position, his cock still throbbing in my mouth as he placed me over him. I moaned softly around his cock, feeling his hands on my ass, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.
His tongue flicked out, teasing my already soaked pussy, and I gasped, the sensation sending a shiver through me. His fingers followed, sliding slowly between my wet folds, teasing my clit as I bucked against him, desperate for more.
“Fuck, Pete,” I moaned, his cock still in my mouth as I took him deeper, pushing him closer to the edge. “Don’t stop.”
His tongue flicked against my clit, his fingers sliding inside me as he explored my body, driving me wild with every stroke. I could barely focus on sucking him, the pleasure was so intense, my body trembling as his mouth worked me over, his tongue and fingers moving in perfect rhythm.
I moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending him over the edge. His body tensed beneath me, and I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth as he groaned loudly, his hips bucking up into me. I sucked harder, taking him as deep as I could, feeling his cum shoot into my throat as his body shook with release.
At the same time, his fingers curled inside me, hitting just the right spot, and I cried out, my orgasm crashing over me as his tongue worked my clit, driving me to the brink. My body trembled uncontrollably, my moans muffled around his cock as I came hard, riding the waves of pleasure while he groaned beneath me, his own release flooding my mouth.
I swallowed every drop, pulling off him slowly as I gasped for breath, my body still trembling from the intensity of my orgasm. I collapsed onto the bed beside him, panting heavily as we both came down from the high, the room still thick with the scent of and satisfaction.
“You taste so good,” I whispered breathlessly, my lips still red and smeared from the lipstick, as I leaned in to kiss him softly.
As I lay there, my body still humming from the intense pleasure Pete and I had shared, my thoughts drifted to Rick. He’s going to love hearing about this, I thought to myself, imagining the way his eyes would darken with lust when I told him every dirty detail.
Pete and I held each other, our bodies tangled in a haze of satisfaction as we drifted in and out of sleep. Time seemed to lose meaning, but suddenly, I became aware of soft fingers exploring my pussy, teasing my clit in slow, deliberate circles. A wave of warmth washed over me as my body began to respond instinctively to the touch.
I opened my eyes to find Pete staring down at me, his eyes filled with desire and a mischievous smile playing on his lips. My body reacted immediately, my hips bucking gently into his hand, craving more of the sensation. His fingers moved expertly, stroking me just right, sending shivers of pleasure through me.
Pete leaned down, his mouth capturing one of my nipples as his fingers continued their work. He sucked on my breast, his tongue flicking over the hardened peak, and the combined sensations of his touch and his mouth made me moan softly, my body coming alive again.
I reached down for his cock, finding it already hard and thick in my hand. It throbbed with anticipation, full of need as I wrapped my fingers around it, stroking him slowly, feeling him pulse beneath my grip. Pete groaned softly against my breast, his hips shifting as I stroked him, the desire between us reigniting like a spark catching fire.
“I want more,” I whispered breathlessly, my voice thick with lust as I continued to stroke him. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Pete’s fingers worked my pussy with such expert precision that I couldn’t hold back any longer. My body tensed, my hips bucking against his hand as my orgasm washed over me. I moaned his name over and over, my juices flooding his fingers as I trembled uncontrollably. The pleasure was overwhelming, and my mind went blank with the intensity of it, my moans echoing in the room.
As I began to recover, Pete used his strength to pull me on top of him, positioning me so that I straddled his waist. He slid into my soaking wet pussy effortlessly, filling me completely. The sensation of him inside me made me gasp, and I could feel his cock throb as I settled onto him. He reached up, pulling me down for a deep, hungry kiss. Our tongues tangled as we kissed, his hands gripping my hips tightly.
After a few moments, Pete gently pushed me upright, his hands moving up to my breasts. He cupped them, squeezing and teasing my nipples with both hands as I squirmed on his cock, riding him slowly at first. His fingers pinched and twisted my nipples, sending shivers of pleasure through me, and I could see the lust burning in his eyes as he watched me writhe on top of him.
I moaned softly, my hips grinding down onto him, feeling his hardness stretch me with every thrust. His cock filled me perfectly, and I could already feel another orgasm building deep within me. Pete’s hands never left my breasts, his fingers moulding and kneading them as his hips thrust upward, matching my rhythm.
“God, Pete,” I moaned, my voice breathless as I rode him faster, my body trembling with need. His hands squeezed my breasts tighter, and then he lifted his head, biting gently at my nipples, tweaking them with his teeth. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, and I cried out, gripping his shoulders as I rode him harder.
Pete groaned my name, his hips pumping up into me as I rode him, our movements synchronized as we lost ourselves in the heat of the moment. The way his cock filled me, combined with the way he was playing with my breasts, sent me spiralling closer and closer to the edge.
I could feel the tension in his body, the way his cock throbbed inside me, and I knew he was just as close as I was. Our moans filled the room, the sound of our bodies moving together, skin on skin, intensifying the heat between us.
“Yes, Pete,” I moaned, my hips grinding down onto him harder, my body desperate for release. “Don’t stop…”
He groaned loudly, thrusting up into me with more force, and with one final thrust, I felt my orgasm crash over me, my body shaking violently as I cried out his name. Pete wasn’t far behind, his cock twitching inside me as he came hard, filling me with his release as we moaned each other’s names loudly, our voices echoing in the room.
We collapsed together, breathless and spent, our bodies trembling as we came down from the high of our shared pleasure.
As dawn’s light filtered through the window, I stirred, still laying on top of Pete, his cock head resting just inside me. We kissed softly, enjoying the lingering heat between us, drifting in and out of sleep. When the morning light became too bright, we finally decided to get up and head to the shower. As I bent over to pick up some clothes from the floor, Pete grabbed my hips firmly, pulling me back onto him. I could feel his cock hardening again, pressing against my bum.
I moaned softly, reaching a hand between my legs to feel his balls, squeezing them gently along with the base of his thickening shaft. “Oh God, Pete, you’re insatiable,” I whispered, feeling the familiar heat of arousal rise in me again
He laughed, his hands gripping my hips tighter before picking me up effortlessly and placing me on the bed on all fours. “I can’t help it,” he growled, positioning himself behind me. With a swift, hard movement, he pushed his cock deep into me, and I gasped, the familiar thrill of being filled surging through me. My head went down, my ass lifted high, and I moaned loudly as he began to thrust, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through my body.
I reached back between my legs, coaxing his balls with my hand as his cock grew harder inside me, his thrusts becoming faster, more intense. I buried my face in the bed, surrendering to the pleasure, my body trembling as his cock hit just the right spots.
Pete reached around, rubbing my clit with expert fingers, driving me closer to the edge. I was in pure heaven, the sensation overwhelming as he fucked me harder, my moans turning into cries of pure ecstasy. “Pete, Pete!” I cried, the pleasure taking over, filthy words spilling from my lips as my orgasm built with every stroke of his cock.
The sensation became too much, and I nearly passed out from the pleasure as my orgasm exploded through me, my body shaking uncontrollably. Each thrust from Pete sent another wave crashing through me, and I could feel myself losing control, lost in the bliss of it all.
Pete groaned deeply, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his climax. “Chloe, I’m cumming,” he growled, and with one final, deep thrust, he spilled everything inside me, his hot cum flooding my pussy. We stayed like that for a few moments, both of us trembling and breathless, recovering from the intensity of our release.
As Pete slowly withdrew from me, I felt a huge dollop of his cum mixed with my juices land on the bed. I looked down at the mess, a wicked thought crossing my mind as I considered where I would sit Rick when he got home. The sight of it sent a thrill through me, knowing the filthy details I would tell him later.
Just then, my phone chirped with a message. I picked it up and smiled as I read it: “I’ll be home soon, darling,” it said, followed by a winking emoji. I turned the screen to show Pete. “Sorry, darling,” I said, kissing him softly. “You’d better go.”
I gave Pete a few more lingering kisses, making him promise not to tell anyone and to come back again soon. “I definitely want to repeat this,” I purred, and he smiled, reluctantly pulling himself away to get dressed.
Once Pete left, I texted Rick: “Coast is clear.” Then I sat back on the bed, propped up by pillows. My knees were drawn up and parted, leaving my cumdrenched pussy on full display. I took my lipstick, applying a couple of thick, glossy coats, preparing myself for Rick’s arrival. I smiled, knowing that when he walked in, he’d find me like this—waiting for him, eager to share every dirty detail of what had just happened.
Rick’s footsteps were heavy on the stairs, and I could hear the anticipation in every step. By the time he opened the bedroom door, he was practically naked, his cock already erect and dripping. I smiled seductively at him, my lips coated in thick lipstick, my fingers teasing my stillwet pussy. His mouth hung open as he stood there, staring at me, his eyes wide with lust.
“Hi, baby,” I purred, my voice dripping with seduction as I played with myself, my eyes never leaving his. “Did you think about me?” I teased, licking my fingers slowly. “Did you think about me sucking Pete?”
Rick groaned loudly, his body trembling with desire as my words sunk in. “Did you imagine me being his slut?” I asked, my voice low and dirty as I moaned softly, dragging my fingers along my soaked folds.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. The words, the image, the reality of what had happened overwhelmed him, and with a deep groan, he came hard, shooting a load onto the floor right in front of him, losing control completely. He didn’t soften, though. Even after that explosive release, his cock remained rock hard as he staggered toward the bed, consumed by lust.
I smirked, guiding him to sit down, pushing him toward the spot where Pete’s cum had mixed with mine. As he lowered himself onto the bed, I could feel him tense up immediately, his body reacting to the dampness on the sheets. His breath hitched, and I could sense the turmoil inside him as the reality of what had happened settled in.
I slid behind him, wrapping my arms around his body, holding him close. “That was a big explosion, baby,” I cooed softly in his ear, my breath warm against his neck as I teased him, my fingers brushing lightly over his chest. “Did you imagine me with him all night?”
Rick gasped, his body still trembling with arousal. “Yes,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust and surrender.
I smiled against his skin, kissing his neck softly as my hands roamed over his body. “Good,” I whispered. “Because I’ve got every dirty detail to tell you.
I moved atop Rick, kissing him deeply, letting him taste the remnants of the night before. My lips were thick with lipstick, the same I’d worn while sucking Pete’s cock, and I let Rick feel it as our tongues tangled. I pulled back slightly, my lips brushing against his, teasing him.
“Do you want me to tell you everything, baby?” I asked, my voice low and sultry. “Do you want to hear every dirty, filthy detail?”
Rick groaned, his cock twitching beneath me. “Yes, I want it all. Tell me everything… every dirty word.”
I grinned wickedly, pushing him further up the bed, positioning him right where Pete had fucked me only hours before. The sheets were still damp with the mix of our juices, and I saw Rick’s eyes widen as he felt the evidence of what had happened.
“You’re laying right where Pete fucked me,” I whispered in his ear, my hand trailing down his chest. “Right here, where I rode his cock until he filled me with his cum.”
Rick gasped, his body trembling as I spoke, the filth of it all driving him wild. I kissed him again, hard and deep, before pulling back to tell him the full .
“It started the moment Pete walked in,” I began, my voice low and seductive. “I was wearing nothing but a tight little shirt, no bra, and a short leather skirt… just enough to tease him. I could see his cock straining in his pants, begging to be touched, and when I told him I was horny and Rick was away, he couldn’t hold back.”
I stroked Rick’s cock through his pants as I spoke, watching him tremble beneath me.
“I teased him,” I continued, “made him watch as I applied thick layers of lipstick, just like I’m wearing now. I told him I needed his cock, that I couldn’t wait anymore, and when I unzipped his pants, his cock sprang out so thick and hard.”
Rick groaned, his eyes glazed with lust as he imagined it, and I leaned closer, my lips brushing against his ear. “I stroked him, baby,” I whispered, “slowly at first, teasing him, feeling how much he needed me. Then I dropped to my knees, and you know what I did next?”
Rick moaned, his breath catching in his throat. “You sucked him,” he whispered, almost pleading.
“That’s right,” I whispered back, licking his earlobe. “I took Pete’s cock deep into my mouth, wrapping my red lips around him, sucking him so hard. I could taste his precum leaking onto my tongue, and it made me so wet. I moaned around his cock, knowing how much it turned him on.”
I could feel Rick’s cock pulsing beneath my hand, so close to bursting, but I wasn’t done teasing him.
“Then,” I continued, my hand moving faster over his cock, “Pete pushed me onto the bed, spreading my legs wide, and his thick cock slid inside me so easily, baby. He filled me up, stretching me, and I moaned his name, just like I’m going to moan yours.”
I paused, letting the tension build, watching Rick’s reaction as I described everything.
“His cock pounded into me, deep and hard,” I whispered, “ me until I couldn’t think of anything but how good it felt. My pussy was so wet, dripping for him, and he thrust into me over and over, hitting all the right spots.”
Rick groaned loudly, his body trembling beneath me as he imagined it, his hands gripping my waist.
“And when I came,” I said, licking my lips slowly, “I screamed Pete’s name, my whole body shaking as he fucked me through my orgasm. He didn’t stop, baby. He just kept me, harder and faster, until I was begging him for more.”
I leaned down, kissing Rick again, my lips lingering on his as I continued to stroke his cock, feeling him twitch beneath me.
“Then he came, baby,” I whispered against Rick’s lips, “he filled me up with his cum, so much of it spilling inside me. It was so hot, feeling him pulse inside me, his cum dripping out of me as he kept thrusting, not stopping until I was soaked.”
Rick’s body trembled, his cock straining, and I knew he was ready to burst. I leaned back, watching the lust in his eyes as I continued to stroke him. “Do you wish you could’ve seen that, baby? Me, covered in Pete’s cum, moaning his name while he fucked me hard?”
“Yes,” Rick groaned, his voice thick with need.
“Good,” I whispered, my hand moving faster, “because now I’m going to fuck you just as hard. But first, I want to hear you say it. I want you to tell me you loved hearing about how I was Pete’s slut, how I begged for his cock.”
“I loved it,” Rick gasped, his body shaking. “I love hearing it, Chloe.”
I smiled wickedly, my hand still wrapped around his cock. “That’s right, baby,” I purred. “And now you’re going to fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.”
Rick’s voice trembled, thick with desperation and lust. “Tell me more,” he begged, his eyes dark with desire. “Be dirty. Tell me how many times, what positions… tell me everything, Chloe. Be a slut and tell me.”
His pleading fueled my own excitement. I smiled wickedly, my lips brushing lightly over his as I whispered, “You want every filthy detail? Every time Pete fucked me? How I took him in all those positions, like the slut you love me to be?”
Rick groaned, his hands tightening on my waist as he pulled me closer. “Yes, Chloe. Tell me.”
I licked my lips slowly, my hand still stroking his cock, teasing him as I began to recount every filthy detail. “Well, the first time was right here in this bed,” I whispered, leaning in close so my lips brushed his ear. “Pete was so eager. He kissed me hard, tore my clothes off, and pushed me down on my back. He was so thick, Rick, so hard. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me.”
Rick groaned again, his body trembling beneath me as he listened, his breath coming faster.
“He spread my legs wide and pushed his cock into me, so deep and so hard. I gasped, my pussy stretching to take him in. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper, and he fucked me hard, pounding into me until I couldn’t think of anything but how good his cock felt.”
I could see Rick’s reaction, his cock twitching in my hand, his body tensing as he imagined it.
“Then he flipped me over,” I continued, my voice dropping lower, more seductive. “He grabbed my hips and pulled me up onto my knees. I could feel his cock pressing against my pussy, and he slammed into me from behind. I moaned so loud, Rick, I couldn’t help it. His cock was hitting all the right spots, and I was begging him for more, calling out his name.”
Rick’s breath hitched, and I could feel his body trembling beneath me. “He grabbed my hair, pulling me back against him,” I whispered, “ me harder and harder, his cock so thick inside me. I came so many times, Rick. My pussy was dripping, soaking wet, and Pete didn’t stop. He kept me, making me scream for him.”
Rick moaned loudly, his hips bucking up as he listened to every dirty word. I could tell he was close, but I wasn’t finished yet.
“Then, after he came inside me,” I said, smiling wickedly, “he wasn’t done. He wanted more, and so did I. He lay on his back, and I climbed on top of him, straddling his cock. I rode him, Rick, bouncing on his cock, my tits bouncing in front of him as I moaned his name.”
Rick’s body tensed, his cock pulsing in my hand as I stroked him harder, watching him fall apart beneath me.
“I rode him until I came again,” I whispered, licking his earlobe. “Pete was so deep inside me, filling me up with every thrust. He came again too, spilling his cum inside me while I was moaning his name, grinding my hips into him.”
Rick groaned loudly, his breath ragged as he trembled under my touch. “How many times?” he gasped, his voice thick with arousal
“Three times, Rick,” I whispered, my hand moving faster over his cock. “I came three times on Pete’s cock, and every time I begged him to fuck me harder. He made me his slut, Rick. And I loved every second of it.”
Rick’s body shook, his hips thrusting up into my hand as I stroked him, his cock ready to explode.
“You want that, don’t you?” I whispered, pressing my lips to his ear. “You want to be next. You want to fuck me like Pete did. You want me to be your slut.”
“Yes,” Rick groaned, his body trembling as he reached the edge. “Yes, Chloe. I want it.”
I smiled wickedly, stroking him faster, watching him fall apart as I whispered, “Then fuck me, baby. Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.”
Rick’s cock was rock hard as he rolled on top of me, sliding into my dripping pussy with ease. He hesitated for a moment, savouring the feel of me wrapped around him, and then began thrusting, deep and relentless. His eyes were filled with need, desperation, and I knew how much power I had over him in that moment.
I didn’t hold back. I began taunting him with every dirty thought that came to mind, pushing him further into his lust. “Is this it?” I sneered, my voice dripping with mockery. “This is what you’ve got for me after I’ve spent all night being fucked by someone better?”
Rick groaned, his body trembling as his hips slammed into mine. He was trying so hard to keep control, but I could see the effort was nearly breaking him. “You’re pathetic,” I whispered, laughing softly. “You couldn’t even watch me fuck Pete, could you? Couldn’t handle seeing me with a real man.”
His breath became ragged, and I could see his eyes begin to water, the strain and humiliation taking their toll. But I didn’t stop. “You’re just my little cuckold,” I spat, my nails dragging down his back as I rose to meet his thrusts. “All you can do is take what’s left after Pete’s done with me. You’re nothing, Rick. Just here to clean up after the mess.”
His face contorted with effort, his cock twitching inside me as he drove himself harder, desperately trying to prove something, to hold onto the little dignity he had left. But my words kept cutting into him, and I could see the tears in his eyes, the humiliation fuelling him to fuck me harder, even as it tore him apart.
“You can’t even make me moan,” I continued, laughing cruelly. “Not like Pete did. He made me scream, Rick. Over and over. You’ll never be able to do that. You’ll never be enough.”
Rick’s body trembled, his thrusts becoming frantic as he groaned loudly, almost crying from the intensity of the moment. I could feel his desperation as he neared the edge, his body shaking with the effort, but I kept laughing at him, mocking him as he fucked me.
“Look at you,” I said, my voice filled with disdain. “You’re almost crying, aren’t you? Crying because you know you’ll never be good enough. You’ll never satisfy me like Pete did.”
He groaned, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to hold on, but he was already at the brink. “You’re just a joke,” I hissed, “and now you’re going to cum like the pathetic little cuckold you are.”
As Rick’s body trembled and he shot his load deep inside me, I pulled him close, pressing my lips to his in a deep, lingering kiss. I made sure he felt how much I had enjoyed it, how every filthy word and action had turned me on even more. His breath was shaky as I kissed him again, slow and deliberate, letting him taste my satisfaction.
“Did you enjoy that, baby?” I whispered against his lips, my fingers gently caressing his face as I kissed him again, savoring the moment. “You love me acting like a whore, don’t you?”
Rick’s body relaxed against mine, a small smile tugging at his lips as he nodded. “Yes,” he murmured, his voice soft but filled with emotion. “I love you, Chloe.”
I smiled back, kissing him once more before pulling away just enough to meet his eyes. “I love you too, my perverted cuckold,” I whispered, my voice teasing but affectionate, knowing how much those words meant to him. His eyes softened, and I could see the mixture of lust, love, and acceptance in his gaze.
We stayed there, our bodies still entwined, savoring the intimacy that came after the storm of lust and desire. It was clear to both of us—this twisted, deep connection was something only we could understand, and in that moment, we were perfectly content.
We showered together, the warm water soothing the ache in my body and rinsing away the evidence of our shared passion. After drying off, we made our way to the lounge, snuggling up on the couch. My pussy still throbbed from everything that had happened, and I could see Rick’s cock was limp, his body drained yet content. We lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, soaking in the intimacy.
“So,” I asked softly, breaking the comfortable silence, “what did you do while you were gone?”
Rick smiled faintly, his gaze distant as he recalled the night. “I was a wreck,” he admitted, his voice quiet. “I drank a fair bit, just trying to calm my mind. I couldn’t stop imagining what you were doing, and it drove me crazy. I even cried.”
I kissed him gently, my lips brushing his with tenderness. “This isn’t supposed to drive you to tears, baby,” I whispered, stroking his cheek with my fingers.
He nodded, the smile still lingering on his face. “It wasn’t the idea of it… it was more from frustration. I wanted to be here with you, to see it all.”
I nodded in understanding, kissing him softly again. “I know,” I whispered, my voice full of affection. “I wanted you here too, in a way.”
Rick shifted slightly, looking up at me. “Did Pete say anything about me?”
I nodded. “At first, he felt guilty. I could see it in his eyes. But I made it clear that it was all my idea, that you went away and I was horny, needing cock.” I smirked a little at the memory, seeing Rick’s body respond slightly to my words.
Rick listened intently, his hand tracing soft patterns on my leg. “And after that?”
“Once my hands were around his cock,” I said, my voice teasing, “and I started sucking him, any sense of loyalty to you vanished.” I smiled, seeing the way Rick’s eyes darkened with desire at my words.
“Did you do all the things you said you did?” Rick asked, his voice low, filled with curiosity.
“Yes,” I whispered, leaning in closer to him. “And maybe a bit more. It was so good, Rick.”
His body twitched slightly at my admission, his mind racing with the images I’d painted for him.
“Pete promised he wouldn’t tell anyone,” I added, my hand gently stroking Rick’s chest. “So I think we’re safe. No one will know.”
Rick let out a small sigh, though I could still sense the desire and frustration bubbling beneath the surface. “I wish I had been there,” he murmured, his voice thick with longing.
“I know, baby,” I replied, my hand gently stroking his face, kissing him softly. “Next time, we’ll figure it out. We’ll find a way for you to watch, to be a part of it.” My voice was soft, full of promise, and as I kissed him again, I could feel his body slowly responding, the tension between us still electric despite everything we’d been through that night.
We made love that night Slowly sensually enjoying the intimacy. We did it again every night for the next 2 weeks.
Thursday night, as I stood in the kitchen preparing dinner, I heard Rick come through the door, and soon after, I felt his arms slip around my waist from behind. His body pressed against mine, and I could feel the warmth of him. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he whispered into my ear, his breath sending a shiver down my spine
I giggled softly, turning my head to give him a playful kiss. “What have you been thinking?” I asked, expecting something sweet or loving, perhaps a tender memory of the last few weeks we’d spent so close together.
But his response caught me off guard. “A huge cock you hard and you screaming,” he said in a low, teasing voice, his words filled with raw desire.
I nearly dropped the plates in my hands, my breath catching in my throat. Before I could fully react, Rick spun me around to face him, his eyes dark and filled with lust. His lips crashed into mine, kissing me hard, demanding, pulling me into the heat of his thoughts. My body responded instantly, a jolt of excitement coursing through me, my pussy becoming slick with arousal as the intensity between us surged.
I pulled back slightly, breathless, staring up at him with wide eyes. “You naughty boy,” I whispered, my heart racing as I tried to compose myself. But I couldn’t resist, and I kissed him softly again, this time slower, teasing him just as much as he had teased me.
His hands roamed down my back, gripping my hips, pulling me closer. “You like it when I’m naughty, don’t you?” he murmured against my lips, his voice full of heat.
I smiled wickedly, pressing myself against him, feeling the growing hardness between his legs. “Maybe I do,” I whispered back, the thrill of his words still swirling in my mind.
“Whose cock was it?” I whispered, my lips barely grazing his ear, my voice low and teasing. “A dark, handsome stranger? The young delivery man? Or… Pete’s?”
Rick’s breath caught in his throat, and I felt his grip on my waist tighten as a shiver ran through him. His cock pressed hard against me, betraying the effect my words were having on him. He leaned in, his voice thick with arousal, barely a whisper.
“It was Pete’s,” he rasped, his eyes darkening with lust.
A thrill shot through my body at his confession, my pulse quickening as the image of Pete me resurfaced in my mind. I bit my lip, a wicked smile playing on my face. “You’ve been thinking about it all day, haven’t you?” I whispered, pressing my body harder against him. “About Pete me… hard, like he did before.”
Rick groaned, his hands moving down to grip my hips tightly as he pulled me even closer. “I can’t stop thinking about it,” he admitted, his breath hot against my neck. “I keep imagining it… you screaming his name, his cock filling you up.”
My heart raced at the intensity of his words, the dirty, raw fantasy swirling between us. I could feel my pussy growing wetter, the arousal building as Rick’s confession fuelled my own desire. I reached down, my hand finding the growing bulge in his pants, stroking him through the fabric.
“Do you want me to tell you everything again?” I whispered, my lips brushing against his as I spoke. “Every filthy detail of how Pete fucked me?”
Rick groaned louder, his hips bucking into my hand as he nodded. “Yes,” he whispered, his voice shaky with lust. “I want it all, Chloe.”
I leaned in closer, my lips just inches from his as I teased, “Then let’s go somewhere more comfortable… so I can tell you everything.”
We headed to the bedroom, anticipation thick in the air. As we stepped inside, Rick quickly began to undress, his eyes never leaving me. I followed suit, slipping off my clothes slowly, teasing him with every movement. His cock was already hard, straining as he stood there, watching me with that hungry, lustfilled gaze.
Just as I was about to climb onto the bed, Rick’s voice broke the silence. “Lipstick,” he said, his voice a low, commanding whisper.
I smiled wickedly, knowing exactly what he wanted. Moving to the vanity, I reached for my lipstick, the same deep red that always drove him wild. I turned back to him, making sure he was watching closely as I slowly twisted the tube, the vibrant color emerging.
Without breaking eye contact, I began to apply it, dragging the lipstick slowly and deliberately over my lips, coating them thickly. I took my time, pressing my lips together sensually, knowing Rick was hanging on every movement.
“You like watching this, don’t you?” I teased, my voice soft and seductive as I applied a second coat. I leaned forward slightly, puckering my lips and licking the corner as if preparing them for something far more filthy. “You’re imagining me sucking Pete off, aren’t you?”
Rick groaned, his hand already stroking his cock as he stood by the bed. “Yes,” he muttered, his eyes glued to my mouth. “I can’t stop thinking about it.”
I sauntered over to him, climbing onto the bed slowly, my body brushing against his as I settled beside him. I pressed my red, glossy lips to his ear, whispering, “I took him so deep, baby. My lips were wrapped around his thick cock, just like this.”
I reached for Rick’s cock, my hand gripping him firmly as I started to stroke him, slow and teasing. “I made sure he felt every inch of my mouth. I sucked him so hard, taking him deep into my throat, tasting every bit of him.”
Rick’s body trembled beneath my touch, his breathing becoming ragged as I continued to stroke him, my lips hovering just above his. “You want that, don’t you? You want me to fuck your cock with these lips.”
He groaned, nodding desperately, his hips bucking into my hand as I teased him. “Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.
I smiled wickedly, leaning down and brushing my lips against the head of his cock. “Beg me,” I whispered, licking him lightly before pulling back, watching his body shudder.
“Chloe, please,” he gasped. “I need it.”
I lowered my lips to his cock, my red lipstick leaving thick streaks as I kissed the tip, sucking him in slowly. I let my lips slide down his shaft, taking him deeper into my mouth, feeling him twitch against my tongue. His groans filled the room as I moved faster, my hand stroking the base of his cock while my lips worked him.
“You taste so good,” I whispered, pulling off him for a moment, my lips shiny and smeared with lipstick and precum. “Just like Pete did.”
Rick’s body tensed at the mention of Pete, his cock throbbing in my hand as I leaned down again, taking him back into my mouth. I sucked him harder, my tongue swirling around the head, teasing him as I looked up, making sure he saw every filthy moment.
“Does this turn you on, baby?” I whispered, my voice muffled around his cock. “Knowing I was his slut too?”
Rick groaned, his hands gripping the sheets as I increased the pace, my lips sliding up and down his shaft, my hand working him faster. His body tensed, and I knew he was close, the tension building as I sucked him harder, faster, my lips coated in his precum.
I pulled back just before he could cum, licking my lips slowly, teasing him as he gasped for breath. “Not yet,” I whispered. “I’m not done with you.”
Rick groaned, his hips lifting slightly, desperate for release, but I pressed my hand firmly on his chest, keeping him still. “You’ve been thinking about Pete all day, haven’t you?” I teased, my hand slowly sliding up and down his cock, keeping him on edge. “You’re obsessed with the idea of me being his slut, aren’t you? Hearing how I begged for his cock.”
Rick’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment, a deep groan escaping him as he nodded. “Yes,” he whispered, his voice ragged with arousal
Rick’s body trembled beneath me, his cock pulsing in my hand as I stroked him slowly, deliberately. “Beg me, baby,” I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear. “Tell me how much you need it.”
“Chloe, please,” Rick gasped, his voice shaky, filled with desperation. “I need to cum. I need you.”
“Not good enough,” I whispered, my hand tightening around his cock as I teased him. “I want you to beg like the little cuckold you are. Tell me how much you want it, how much you need me to make you cum.”
Rick groaned loudly, his breath ragged as he gasped, “Please, Chloe. I need you so bad. I need you to make me cum. I can’t take it anymore.”
With that, I took him deep into my mouth again, my lips sliding down his length, sucking him hard as my hand worked the base of his cock. Rick’s body tensed, his hips bucking up as he groaned loudly, his hands gripping the sheets as I brought him closer and closer to the edge.
I moved faster, my lips tight around his cock, my tongue swirling around the head as I felt him tremble beneath me. I could tell he was right on the brink, his body shaking with the need for release.
Finally, with a deep groan, Rick’s body tensed, and I felt his cock twitch violently in my mouth as he came, thick streams of cum filling my throat. I swallowed every drop, my lips never leaving his cock as I milked him dry, drawing out every last bit of his release.
When he finally collapsed back onto the bed, spent and trembling, I wiped the corner of my mouth with a satisfied smile. “Was that good enough for you, baby?” I whispered, leaning in to kiss him softly, my lips still smeared with his release.
Rick nodded, his breath still ragged as he looked up at me, a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction in his eyes. “More than good,” he whispered.
