[After A Long kiss.]
Clara lay naked on the black sofa, her skin flushed, her pussy dripping with a raw, desperate hunger that drowned her shame. Her big boobs heaved with each ragged breath, her body aching for release, bound to Auren's will. Guilt tore at her mind-she was more than this-but her flesh craved him, her need overwhelming any trace of resistance.
Auren stood before her, his chiseled body bare, his thick cock hard and ready. His eyes, dark and predatory, devoured her trembling form. "You're fucking starving, Clara," he growled, voice low, sensing her desire burned hotter than his own. He leaned down, his heat engulfing her.
Their lips collided again, his kiss fierce, all teeth and dominance, claiming her mouth. Clara moaned, "mmh," her tongue battling his, her pussy throbbing as his control surged. No one's ever seduced me like this, she thought, not my husband, who never made me feel this alive. Her need flared, kissing him harder, her boobs pressing against his chest.
His hands roamed, rough and possessive, gripping her hips, then squeezing her heavy boobs. "Fuck, these tits," he rasped, breaking the kiss, his lips trailing to her neck, biting softly. Clara gasped, "ohh," her body arching. This is the first time I've truly felt desired, she thought, her old husband's failures a distant shadow compared to Auren's fire.
Auren's mouth captured her nipple, sucking hard, his tongue swirling over the sensitive peak. Clara cried out, pleasure searing to her pussy, her hands tangling in his hair. "Harder," she moaned, her hunger insatiable, needing more than he gave. Her guilt screamed, but her body demanded everything.
He growled, nipping her other nipple, teeth grazing the tender flesh. "You love this, don't you, Clara?" he taunted, his voice dark. He's the first to make me burn like this, she thought, her husband's weak attempts paling against Auren's intensity. Her boobs ached, her pussy dripping, her need pushing her to madness.
"Fuck, yes," she gasped, hips bucking, craving more. Her hands slid down, wrapping around his pulsing cock, hot and heavy. She stroked him, smearing pre-cum, her eyes blazing. No one's ever made me want like this, she thought, her husband's touch never stirring her soul like Auren's.
Auren groaned, his control wavering under her hunger. "Knees," he ordered, voice rough, but Clara was already sinking, her body eager, her mind screaming with guilt. She knelt, her boobs grazing his thighs, lips hovering over his cock, her pussy throbbing with need.
She licked his tip, savoring his sharp breath, then took him deep, her mouth stretching around his thick length. "Fuck, Clara," he hissed, hand knotting in her hair. Her tongue swirled, sucking harder, her moans, "nnh," vibrating. He's seducing me like no one ever has, she thought, her husband's failures forgotten.
Her pussy ached, wet and desperate, as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper, her hunger outstripping her inexperience. Auren's hips twitched, his groans rougher. "Your mouth's fucking perfect," he growled, his control fraying. Clara's need surged, her body begging for more.
She pulled back, gasping, lips slick with saliva and pre-cum. "I need you," she begged, voice thick, her pussy clenching. Auren yanked her up, pushing her onto the sofa, spreading her thighs. "This wet cunt's begging," he snarled, fingers tracing her dripping pussy.
He thrust two fingers inside, curling them, her moans, "ahh," echoing as her hips bucked, craving deeper. "You' re fucking insatiable," he said, voice raw. No one's ever made me feel this alive, she thought, her husband's touch a cold memory against Auren's heat.
Auren positioned his cock, slamming into her pussy, filling her with a brutal thrust. Clara screamed, "Fuck, Auren!" her pussy gripping him, pleasure and pain colliding. Her boobs bounced, her hunger driving her to meet his thrusts, guilt buried under her need.
"You need this dick, don't you?" he growled, squeezing her boobs, pinching her nipples. She cried, "ohh," her body writhing. He's the first to truly own me, she thought, her husband's failures no match for Auren's dominance. Her need burned hotter, insatiable.
Auren fucked her pussy relentlessly, stretching her, driving her toward climax. "Fuck, you're tight," he groaned, fingers bruising her hips. Clara's screams grew, "nnh," her body begging for more, her hunger a wildfire he couldn't contain. She needed him deeper, harder.
He pulled out, flipping her onto her back, lifting her legs for missionary. "Gonna fuck your ass now," he rasped, teasing her tight hole. Clara's breath caught, fear spiking, but her body pushed back, craving it. "Fuck," she gasped, as he pushed in, slow then deep.
Her ass stretched, the burn morphing into dark pleasure, her moans, "ahh," filling the air. No one's ever seduced me like this, she thought, her husband's weak attempts nothing compared to Auren's power. Her pussy throbbed, her boobs jiggling with each thrust.
Auren fucked her ass in missionary, his hand sliding to her clit, rubbing circles. "You're fucking mine," he growled, slapping her ass. Clara screamed, her hunger overwhelming, her body shaking. He's the first to make me feel this whole, she thought, guilt fading.
He switched back, slamming into her pussy, his thrusts savage. "I'm gonna fill you, Clara," he snarled, "make you carry my child." Her orgasm crashed, "Fuck, Auren!" she screamed, pussy clenching, her need outstripping his, pleasure consuming her.
He groaned, cock pulsing, spilling deep inside her pussy, his seed flooding her. "You're mine," he growled, eyes blazing. Clara panted, boobs heaving, her pussy still aching, the reality of his seed taking root sinking in, her hunger barely sated.
Her body trembled, craving more, her mind drowning in guilt but powerless. Auren's hand rested on her stomach, his eyes triumphant. "You'll swell with my kid," he said, voice a dark promise. Clara's pussy pulsed, her insatiable desire chaining her to him.
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