Her pussy clamped down on my cock like a vise, milking me as she came undone. The sensation of her wet, convulsing cunt sent me hurtling over the edge.
I started spurting my load deep inside her, each rope of hot cum drawing a dirty, guttural moan from her lips. "Aah, fuck, ah, ah, fill me up, oh god, I can feel your cum inside me," she cried out, her body jerking with each powerful spurt.
As the last of my cum pumped into her, I pulled my cock out of her gaping pussy, the sound of wet, messy suction filling the cubicle. I looked through the AI lens at the bitch next door, who was frantically rubbing her clit, her fingers coated in her own juices.
She was trying to suppress her moans, but I could hear her breath hitching, her body trembling as she came hard, her pussy squirting all over her hand. "Hhmmmmmm, fuck, hmmmm," she moaned, her voice a choked, desperate whisper.
Julie collapsed onto the filthy bathroom floor, her body shaking with exertion and humiliation. My cum leaked out of her used pussy, dripping onto the tiles, a dirty, obscene mess.
The woman next door stood up quickly, her body still trembling as she yanked up her panties and smoothed down her skirt. She unlocked her cubicle door and bolted, her heels clicking rapidly against the floor as she fled the scene of her own filthy indulgence.
Julie looked up at me, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and shame. "Oh god, Jack," she whispered, her voice breathy and mortified. "She heard us. She heard me cumming like a fucking whore. And... and she was getting off to it. She was listening to us fuck and getting herself off like a dirty little slut."
I looked down at Julie, her body still trembling with a mix of exertion and humiliation. I reached down, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her to her feet. I wrapped my arms around her, drawing her close to my chest as I hugged her tightly. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps.
"Look who's embarrassed now," I teased, my voice a low growl in her ear. "Someone was begging for more and more just a few minutes ago. You were screaming for my cock, Julie. You were cumming so hard on my dick that you couldn't even stand."
Julie looked up at me, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, her eyes shining with a mix of embarrassment and renewed desire. She hit my chest softly with her fist, her voice breathy and shy. "Stop it, Jack," she whispered, her voice tinged with a playful pout. "You're making me feel so... so dirty."
I looked down at Julie, her body still flushed and breathing heavily from our intense fuck. My eyes were drawn to her pussy, still dripping with my cum, a filthy and satisfying sight. Julie followed my gaze, her cheeks flushing even deeper with embarrassment.
She reached out her hand, scooping up the remnants of my cum from her pussy, and brought it to her mouth, licking it clean. She then dropped to her knees, taking my cock in her mouth, sucking and cleaning every last drop of our combined juices from my cock.
As she finished, she looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and sudden urgency. "Jack... I should leave now," she said, her voice breathy and hurried. "I have some work to do. I can't stay here any longer."
I nodded, understanding the need for discretion and the reality of our situation. Julie quickly grabbed her panties, sliding them up her legs and adjusting them into place.
She smoothed down her dress, her hands brushing away any wrinkles or signs of our tryst. With a final, quick glance at me, she unlocked the cubicle door and slipped out, her heels clicking softly against the floor as she hurried away.
I took a moment to catch my breath, my heart still pounding from the intense, dirty fuck I had just shared with Julie. I tucked my cock back into my pants, zipping up carefully before checking my appearance in the mirror. I wanted to ensure there were no obvious signs of our encounter—no lipstick smears, no mussed hair, no telltale wrinkles in my suit.
Satisfied that I looked presentable, I exited the cubicle and stepped up to the basin. The cool water felt refreshing as I washed my hands, helping to ground me after the raw, primal experience. I splashed a bit of water on my face, the chill sharpening my senses and bringing me back to the present.
Just as I was about to leave, a soft chime echoed in my head—a notification from the SUDIX System. I closed my eyes, accessing the system, and pulled up the notification panel. A grin spread across my face as I saw the reward:
Accomplishment Task: Public Display of Affection - $200,000
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I chuckled, closing the system. Two hundred thousand dollars for a quick, dirty fuck in a public toilet. Not a bad deal at all. But again, the money was just a bonus. The real reward was the thrill, the adrenaline rush, the sheer fucking pleasure of taking what I wanted, when I wanted it.
I walked back into my office, my heart still pounding with the residual excitement of the encounter with Julie. As I entered, I saw Margaret waiting for me, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
She stood up as I approached, her body language betraying her eagerness—the slight tremble in her hands, the way she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, the subtle biting of her lower lip.
Without a word, I took her hand and guided her to my chair, sitting down and pulling her onto my lap. Margaret let out a soft gasp as she felt my cock, still hard, poking against her ass. She wiggled slightly, adjusting her position, and a gentle moan escaped her lips. "Ah," she whispered, her voice breathy and inviting.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me, feeling her body melt into mine. My cock responded to her proximity, hardening even more as it pressed against her. Margaret's breath hitched, her eyes widening slightly as she felt my growing erection.
I looked at Margaret, my eyes filled with a mix of lust and frustration. "Margaret, it's all Julie's fault," I growled, my voice low and husky. "She left me like this... so fucking hard and unsatisfied. You know how I get, Margaret. Once I start, I won't be satisfied until I've made all of you exhausted."
Margaret's eyes widened slightly, a soft smile playing on her lips as she understood my meaning. She looked at me with a mix of desire and submission, her voice breathy and eager. "Master, let me take care of you," she whispered, her hands already moving to my belt, unbuckling it with practiced ease.
I leaned back in my chair, spreading my legs slightly to give her better access. Margaret slid off my lap and knelt before me, her hands working quickly to unzip my pants. My cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, bobbing slightly as if nodding in agreement with her intentions.
Margaret looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and admiration as she took in the sight of my cock. She licked her lips, her breath hitching slightly as she reached out, her fingers wrapping around my cock. I let out a low groan, my hips lifting slightly as she began to stroke me, her touch firm and confident.
"That's it, Margaret," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "Take care of me. Make me feel good. Show me what that dirty little mouth of yours can do."
Margaret smiled, her eyes never leaving mine as she leaned forward, her tongue snaking out to lick the tip of my cock. I hissed, my body tensing as she swirled her tongue around the sensitive head, her mouth hot and wet as she took me in. She began to bob her head, her lips tightening around my cock as she took me deeper, her hand working in tandem with her mouth.
I reached down, my fingers tangling in her hair as I guided her movements, controlling the pace and depth of her sucking. Margaret moaned softly, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through my cock as she surrendered to my control.
"Fuck, Margaret," I growled, my hips lifting to meet her mouth. "That feels so fucking good. You're such a good little cock sucker, aren't you?"
Margaret was sucking my dick with eager enthusiasm, her head bobbing up and down as she took me deeper into her throat. Just as I was getting lost in the sensation, the door to my office swung open.
Paige walked in, her voice filled with excitement as she called out, "Jack..." She took a few steps towards my desk, her eyes wide with anticipation. But as she rounded the desk and saw Margaret kneeling beneath it, her lips wrapped around my cock, Paige froze in her tracks, her eyes widening with shock and surprise.
I watched as Paige's expression shifted from shock to arousal, her breath hitching as she took in the sight before her. She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with desire as she continued to watch Margaret sucking my cock. Without a word, Paige turned and walked back to the door, locking it with a soft click. She then turned to face me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and determination.
Slowly, Paige began to strip, her clothes falling to the floor one by one as she revealed her naked body to me. I watched, my cock throbbing in Margaret's mouth as Paige walked towards me, her hips swaying seductively with each step. As she reached my side, she spread her legs, her fingers reaching down to spread her pussy lips wide, revealing her glistening, wet entrance.
"Why don't you fill it up, Jack?" she purred, her voice thick with lust as she looked down at me, her eyes filled with a hungry, desperate need.
I looked up at her, my gaze drawn to her spread pussy, my fingers itching to touch her. Reaching out, I grabbed her pussy with my fingers, pressing hard against her clit as I began to rub her in firm, insistent circles.
Paige threw her head back, a loud, desperate scream escaping her lips. "Aaaaaah, hmmmmmmm," she cried out, her body trembling with pleasure as I continued to rub her, my fingers coated in her wetness.
Margaret, still kneeling beneath the desk, looked up at me, her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and arousal as she watched me pleasure, Paige. I could see the curiosity and desire in her gaze, the thrill of being part of this intense, erotic encounter.
"That's it, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust as I continued to rub her pussy, my fingers pressing harder and faster against her clit. "Let me hear you scream. Let me feel you cum all over my fingers."
Paige's body trembled, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as she gave in to the sensation, her hips grinding against my hand as she chased her own pleasure. I could feel her pussy growing even wetter, her juices coating my fingers as I brought her closer and closer to the edge.
I pulled Paige onto my lap, her legs straddling mine as she sat facing away from me. Margaret, still kneeling beneath the desk, looked up at me, her mouth releasing my cock with a wet pop. I grabbed my cock, slick with Margaret's saliva, and positioned it at Paige's tight, puckered anal entrance.
"Get your ass ready, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust as I pressed the head of my cock against her. Paige took a deep breath, her body tensing slightly as she prepared for my intrusion. I pushed forward, the head of my cock breaching her tight ring of muscle, drawing a loud, desperate moan from her lips.
"Aaaaaaaah, Jack, it's really big," she cried out, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain as I slowly pushed deeper into her ass. "Hmmmmm, it's stretching me, aaaaaaaah."
I looked down at Margaret, her eyes wide with a mix of arousal and curiosity as she watched my cock disappear into Paige's ass. "Margaret, why don't you lick Paige's pussy?" I commanded my voice firm and demanding.
Margaret quickly complied, her fingers reaching up to spread Paige's pussy lips wide, revealing her glistening, wet clit. She leaned forward, her tongue snaking out to lick Paige's sensitive flesh. Paige screamed, her body trembling with pleasure as Margaret's tongue made contact.
"Aaaaah, Margaret, aaah.....don't....I will cum, aaaaaah, hmmmmmmmm," Paige cried out, her body shaking with the intensity of the sensation. I could feel her ass clenching tightly around my cock, her muscles gripping me like a vice as Margaret's tongue brought her closer and closer to the edge. Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire
I began to move my hips, my cock sliding in and out of Paige's tight ass as Margaret continued to lick and suck her pussy. The sensation was incredible, the tightness of Paige's ass and the wetness of Margaret's mouth combining to create a symphony of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm me.
"Fuck, Paige, your ass is so fucking tight," I growled, my hips moving faster and harder as I fucked her. "And Margaret, your mouth feels so fucking good on her pussy. Don't stop, Margaret. Make her cum. Make her scream."
Margaret redoubled her efforts, her tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring Paige to the brink of orgasm. Paige's body was trembling, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as she chased her own pleasure, her hips grinding against Margaret's mouth as she rode my cock.
As I continued to fuck Paige's tight ass, Margaret shifted her position, moving lower to gain better access to my cock. With each thrust into Paige, I could feel Margaret's tongue flicking out, licking my cock as it slid in and out of Paige's ass.
The sensation was incredible, the wet, hot touch of Margaret's tongue combining with the tight grip of Paige's ass to create a wave of pleasure that threatened to consume me.
"Fuck, Margaret, that feels so fucking good," I growled, my hips moving faster and harder as I chased the sensation. Margaret looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust and desire as she continued to lick and suck my cock, her tongue tracing the veins and ridges as I fucked Paige.
Paige's moans grew louder and more desperate, "Aaaaaah, fuck, Jack, your cock is so big in my ass," she cried out, her voice breathy and desperate.
Margaret, eager to please, moved even lower, her tongue trailing down to my balls. She took them into her mouth, one at a time, sucking and licking them as I continued to fuck Paige.
The sensation was intense, the wet heat of Margaret's mouth combining with the tight grip of Paige's ass to create a symphony of pleasure that was almost too much to bear.
"Fuck, Margaret, just like that," I growled, my body tensing as I felt my orgasm building. Margaret looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and submission as she continued to suck and lick my balls, her hand wrapping around the base of my cock to stroke it in time with my thrusts.
Paige's body was shaking, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as she neared the edge of her own orgasm. "Aaaaaah, fuck, Jack, I'm so close," she cried out, her body tensing as she prepared to come undone.
As I continued to fuck Paige's tight ass, Margaret's tongue worked magic on my balls, sending waves of pleasure through my body.
Paige's moans grew louder and more desperate with each thrust, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. I could feel her pussy squirting slightly with each thrust, her juices dripping down onto Margaret's face below.
Seeing Paige's pussy react so intensely, I reached around her hip, placing my hand firmly on top of her pussy. I pressed down hard, applying pressure to her clit, intensifying the sensation for her. Paige screamed in response, her body convulsing with the added stimulation.
"Aaaaaah, fuck, Jack! Your hand... it feels so good," she cried out, her voice breathy and desperate. "I'm squirting... I can't stop... aaaaaah!"
Paige's pussy leaked with each thrust, her squirt wetting Margaret below. The sight of her juices dripping down onto Margaret's face only intensified my arousal.
I drove my cock deeper into Paige's ass, the tight grip of her muscles sending waves of pleasure through my body. Margaret, ever eager to please, quickly shifted her focus from my balls to the stream of Paige's squirt.
With a hungry, desperate moan, Margaret opened her mouth, catching Paige's squirt on her tongue. She drank it down eagerly, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and submission as she savored the taste of Paige's pleasure. Not content to just drink her squirt, Margaret moved her mouth to Paige's pussy, her tongue licking and cleaning every drop of her juices.
"Fuck, Margaret, that's so fucking hot," I growled, my hips moving faster and harder as I watched Margaret's tongue work its magic on Paige's pussy. "Lick her clean. Drink every last drop of her squirt."
Paige's body trembled with the intensity of the sensation, her moans growing louder and more desperate as Margaret's tongue brought her to new heights of pleasure. "Aaaaaah, fuck, Margaret, your tongue feels so good," she cried out, her body shaking with each lick. "I can't stop squirting... aaaaaah!"
I could feel Paige's ass clenching even tighter around my cock, her muscles gripping me like a vice as I continued to thrust into her. The sight of Margaret's face buried in Paige's pussy, her tongue licking and cleaning her, sent a thrill of excitement through me. I could feel my own orgasm building, the pressure in my cock intensifying as I chased my release.
"That's it, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "Come all over Margaret's face. Let her taste your pleasure. Let her drink your squirt."
Paige's body tensed, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as she neared the peak of her orgasm. I could feel her pussy pulsing against Margaret's mouth, her juices flowing freely as she came undone once again.
"Aaaaaah, fuck, I'm cumming again!" she screamed, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. Margaret moaned in response, her mouth working overtime to catch every last drop of Paige's squirt, her tongue licking and cleaning her pussy with eager enthusiasm.
The sight and sound of Paige's intense pleasure, combined with the sensation of her tight ass gripping my cock, sent me hurtling toward my own explosive release. I could feel my orgasm building to a fever pitch, my body tensing as I prepared to come undone inside her.
I pulled my cock out of Paige's ass and quickly lifted her up, carrying her across the room to the floor-to-ceiling glass panel that overlooked the city. I pressed her body against the cool glass, her tits flattening against the surface as she gasped at the sudden change in position. The city sprawled out beneath us, a vast landscape of lights and movement, oblivious to the intense, primal scene unfolding above.
"Look at them all, Paige," I growled in her ear, my voice low and commanding. "Look at all those people down there, going about their lives, having no idea that you're up here, pressed against the glass, about to get fucked like you've never been fucked before."
Paige's breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of excitement and nervousness as she looked out over the city. I could see the thrill of exhibitionism in her eyes, the knowledge that anyone down there could look up and see her, see us, fucking against the glass.
I positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy, still wet and dripping from her earlier squirting. With one swift, powerful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, drawing a loud, desperate moan from her lips. "Aaaaaah, fuck, Jack!" she cried out, her body shaking with the intensity of the sensation.
I began to fuck her relentlessly, my hips moving with a primal, urgent rhythm as I claimed her body against the glass. Each thrust was hard and deep, the sound of our flesh meeting echoing through the room, a filthy, wet symphony of our fucking. Paige's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body trembling with each powerful thrust.
"That's it, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "Let them hear you. Let them see you. Let the whole fucking city know that you're mine, that you're getting fucked like the dirty little slut you are."
Paige's body responded to my words, her pussy clenching tightly around my cock as she moaned and screamed her pleasure. I could feel her juices coating my cock, her wetness increasing with each thrust as she gave herself over to the intense, public fucking.
The city sprawled out beneath us, a voyeuristic backdrop to our primal, intense encounter. The thrill of being watched, of being on display, only intensified the sensation, bringing us both closer and closer to the edge of our explosive release.
As I continued to fuck Paige relentlessly against the glass, I felt Margaret approach from behind. She pressed her body against mine, her large, soft breasts acting as plush pillows against my back. Her arms wrapped around me, her hands roaming over my chest and abs, her touch eager and desperate.
"Jack," she murmured, her voice breathy and filled with lust. "Let me feel you. Let me be a part of this."
I growled in response, my body pressing back against hers as I continued to thrust into Paige. Margaret's hips began to move in sync with mine, her pussy grinding against my ass as she humped me from behind.
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The sensation of her soft, warm body pressed against mine, her breasts cushioning my back, and her pussy rubbing against my ass only intensified the pleasure coursing through me.
Paige looked back over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she saw Margaret pressed against me, her body moving in tandem with ours. "Oh god, Jack," she moaned, her voice breathy and desperate. "This is so fucking hot. I can feel her moving with us. I can feel her fucking you too."
I could feel Paige's pussy clenching even tighter around my cock, her arousal heightened by the knowledge that Margaret was joined with us, our bodies moving as one. Margaret's hands roamed lower, her fingers wrapping around my cock as I slid in and out of Paige, her touch adding an extra layer of stimulation.
"Fuck, Margaret," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "Your touch feels so fucking good. Your body feels so fucking good against mine."
Margaret moaned in response, her breath hot against my ear as she continued to grind against me, her pussy growing wetter and more desperate with each movement. "Master," she whispered, her voice filled with need. "I want you. I want you to fuck me too. I want to feel you inside me."
The sensation of Margaret's body pressed against mine, her words of desire whispered in my ear, and the tight, wet grip of Paige's pussy around my cock sent me hurtling toward the edge of my orgasm. I could feel my body tensing, the pressure in my cock building to an almost unbearable level.
With a growl, I reached back and grabbed Margaret, pulling her from behind me and positioning her adjacent to Paige against the glass.
Unlike Paige, Margaret was still fully clothed, a fact that only heightened my arousal. I quickly rectified the situation, my hands tearing at her skirt, creating a hole that exposed her cotton panties underneath.
Margaret gasped, her eyes widening with a mix of shock and excitement as I roughly pushed her panties to the side, revealing her tight, puckered anal entrance. I pressed the head of my cock against her, feeling her tense in anticipation. With one swift, powerful thrust, I pushed my cock deep into her ass, drawing a loud, desperate scream from her lips.
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"Aaaaaaaah, Master!" she cried out, her body shaking with the intensity of the sensation. I could feel her ass clenching tightly around my cock, her muscles gripping me like a vice as I began to fuck her with urgent, powerful thrusts.
Paige, still pressed against the glass beside Margaret, looked on with wide, aroused eyes. She reached out, her hands grasping at Margaret's blouse, pulling it open to reveal her breasts encased in a simple, white bra.
Paige's fingers found Margaret's inverted nipples, pinching and pulling at them through the thin fabric, drawing moans and gasps from Margaret's lips.
"That's it, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust as I watched Paige's hands on Margaret's breasts. "Pull her nipples. Make her feel it. Make her scream."
Paige complied eagerly, her fingers tightening around Margaret's nipples, pulling and twisting them as I continued to fuck Margaret's ass. Margaret's screams grew louder and more desperate, her body trembling with the intensity of the dual stimulation.
"Aaaaaah, Master, Paige, it's too much," she cried out, her voice breathy and desperate. "I can't... I can't take it. It feels so good. It feels so fucking good."
I could feel my own pleasure building, the tight grip of Margaret's ass around my cock combining with the sight of Paige's hands on Margaret's breasts to create a wave of intense, overwhelming sensation.
As I continued to fuck Margaret's tight ass, I reached out and brought my hand down hard on Paige's exposed asscheek, the sound of the slap echoing through the room. Paige screamed, her body jolting from the impact, a red handprint blossoming on her smooth, pale skin.
"Aaaaaah, fuck, Jack!" she cried out, her voice breathy and desperate as she arched her back, pressing her ass against my hand. I could see the mix of pain and pleasure in her eyes, the redness of her cheek a stark contrast to her pale flesh.
I growled in response, my cock throbbing at the sight of her marked skin. I began to move my fingers in and out of Paige's anal, the tight ring of muscle gripping me as I fingered her in time with my thrusts into Margaret.
Paige moaned, her body shaking with the intensity of the sensation as she continued to tease Margaret's nipples, her fingers pulling and twisting the hardened buds.
Margaret's screams grew louder and more desperate, her body trembling with the dual stimulation of my cock in her ass and Paige's fingers on her nipples. "Aaaaaah, Master, Paige, it's so much," she cried out, her voice breathy and desperate. "I can't... I can't take it. It feels so fucking good."
I could feel my own pleasure building, the tight grip of Margaret's ass around my cock combining with the sight of Paige's red, marked cheek and the sound of their moans and screams to create a symphony of intense, overwhelming sensation.
I knew I was close to the edge, but I was determined to bring both of them to the peak of their own orgasms first.
"That's it, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust as I watched her fingers working Margaret's nipples. "Make her feel it. Make her scream. Make her cum for me."
Paige complied eagerly, her fingers tightening around Margaret's nipples, pulling and twisting them as I continued to fuck Margaret's ass and finger Paige's.
The room was filled with the sound of our moans and screams, the wet, dirty noises of our fucking, and the sharp, staccato slaps of my hand against Paige's ass.
I could feel my orgasm building to a fever pitch, the pressure in my cock intensifying with each thrust into Margaret's tight ass. I wanted to cum, and I wanted to cum hard—a load fit for a bucket. I gripped Margaret's waist tightly, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I began to fuck her with deeper, more urgent strokes.
Margaret's body responded in kind, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. "Fuck, Master, I'm cumminnnnng aaaaaah !" she screamed, her voice raw and primal as she came hard on my cock. "I'm your bitch, Master aaah. I'm your fucking bitch!"
Her words and the tight, convulsing grip of her ass around my cock sent me hurtling over the edge. I began to spurt my cum deep inside her anal, the hot, thick ropes of my release filling her, drawing gasps and moans from her lips. "Aaaaaah, Master, I can feel your cum," she cried out, her body shaking with the intensity of the sensation.
Halfway through my orgasm, I pulled my cock from Margaret's ass and quickly shoved it deep into Paige's waiting pussy. Paige screamed, her body jolting from the sudden intrusion, her pussy clenching tightly around my cock as I began to spurt my cum inside her. "Aaaaaah, Jack, you're filling me up!" she cried out, her voice breathy and desperate as she felt my hot cum flooding her pussy.
I could feel Paige's body responding to the sensation, her own orgasm building as I continued to fuck her, my cock pulsing and throbbing with each spurt of my release. I reached out, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in quick, desperate circles as I chased her pleasure along with my own.
"That's it, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust as I felt her pussy clenching around my cock. "Cum for me. Let me feel you cum all over my cock. Let me feel your pussy milk every last drop of my cum."
Paige's body tensed, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as she neared the peak of her own orgasm. With a final, powerful thrust, I sent her hurtling over the edge, her pussy convulsing around my cock as she came hard, her screams of pleasure filling the room.
I could feel her pussy milking my cock, drawing out every last drop of my cum as we both rode out the waves of our intense, explosive orgasms.
The room was filled with the sound of our moans and screams, the wet, dirty noises of our fucking, and the raw, primal scent of our pleasure.
I continued to fuck them in turn, alternating between their eager pussies and gaping, cum-filled assholes. My cock, slick and coated in my own cum, slid in and out of their bodies with ease, the wet, filthy sounds of our fucking filling the room.
I teased their pussies and anal, my fingers and cock working in tandem to draw out moans and screams of pleasure from their lips.
As I looked out the glass, I saw the sun beginning to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the city. The sight was a stark contrast to the debauched, intense encounter unfolding in my office.
Paige and Margaret were like animals in heat, their bodies writhing and grinding against each other as they pulled and twisted each other's tits, their hands slapping against each other's pussies with sharp, stinging sounds.
"Fuck, look at you two," I growled, my voice thick with lust as I watched them pleasure each other, their bodies shaking with desire. "You're both so fucking hot, so fucking dirty. You can't get enough, can you?"
They moaned and whimpered in response, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their arousal. I continued to fuck them, my cock filling their pussies and asses again and again, my cum leaking out of their bodies and coating my cock in a thick, wet mess.
Finally, after what felt like hours of intense, debauched fucking, I pulled my cock out of Paige's pussy, the cock glistening with a mix of our combined juices.
I looked down at the two of them, their bodies flushed and trembling with exhaustion and pleasure, and I commanded, "Lick it clean. Both of you. I want to see you lick every last drop of our cum off my cock."
Paige and Margaret exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a mix of lust and submission. They moved eagerly towards my cock, their tongues snaking out to lick the messy shaft.
I groaned, my body trembling with pleasure as I watched them work together to clean my cock, their tongues tracing every vein and ridge, licking up every last drop of our combined cum.
The sight of them on their knees, their tongues working in tandem to clean my cock, was almost too much to bear. I could feel my body tensing, my breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as I chased one final, intense orgasm.
After our intense and debauched encounter, I led Paige and Margaret to the washroom attached to my office. The shower was spacious, with multiple heads and plenty of room for all of us. We stepped in, the warm water cascading over our bodies, washing away the sweat and fluids from our passionate fucking.
I took my time, gently cleaning Paige and Margaret, my hands roaming over their bodies with a tender, caring touch. They leaned into me, their bodies relaxing under the warm spray and my gentle ministrations. I could see the satisfaction and contentment in their eyes, the intense pleasure we had shared still lingering in their gazes.
After our shower and changing into the new clothes I had bought for them from the SUDIX Store, we were all fully dressed and ready to face whatever came next. As the night approached, there was a knock at the door. Margaret, now dressed in an elegant yet casual outfit, walked over and opened it.
Standing in the doorway were Jessica, Julie, Karen, and Elizabeth. They looked around the room, their eyes taking in the scene before them. The wet marks on the floor, the discarded clothes that Paige had stripped out of earlier, and the flush in our cheeks were clear indicators of what had transpired.
Jessica was the first to break the silence, a playful smirk spreading across her face. "Well, well, well," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "Looks like we missed quite the party."
Julie chimed in, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I must say, the evidence is rather... compelling." She gestured to the discarded clothes and the wet marks, her laughter filling the room.
After the playful banter and teasing, the group decided it was time to call it a night. We gathered our things, still laughing and chatting as we made our way out of the office and headed home. The drive was filled with easy conversation and shared smiles, the comfortable camaraderie of our group evident in every exchange.
As we entered the house, the warm, inviting scent of dinner cooking greeted us. Stella was in the kitchen, her hands busy preparing the meal. When she saw me, her face lit up with a genuine smile. "Master, you're back," she said, her voice filled with warmth and affection.
I walked over to her, leaning down to kiss her softly on the cheek. "Yes, I'm back," I said, my voice gentle yet firm. "And it smells amazing in here. What are you cooking?"
Stella's cheeks flushed slightly with pleasure at the compliment. "I'm making your favorite—a hearty stew with fresh bread. I thought it would be perfect for a cozy night in."
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"Stella, this smells incredible," Margaret said, her eyes shining with anticipation.
Paige nodded in agreement, her stomach rumbling audibly. "I can't wait to dig in. It's been a long day, and this is exactly what we need."
Stella beamed at the praise, her hands never stopping their efficient dance around the kitchen. "I'm glad you all think so. Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes. Why don't you all get comfortable in the dining room, and I'll bring everything out?"
The group moved to the dining room, the sound of chairs scraping and friendly chatter filling the air. I stayed behind for a moment, watching Stella as she worked. Her movements were graceful and confident, a testament to her skill and dedication.
"Stella," I said softly, my voice filled with appreciation. "You always take such good care of us. Thank you."
Stella looked up at me, her eyes shining with emotion. "It's my pleasure, Master. Taking care of you and the others is what makes me happy."
I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through me at her words. "And we're lucky to have you."
After we finished having dinner, the group dispersed to various parts of the house, leaving me to enjoy a moment of quiet in the living room. Just as I was about to settle in, my phone rang. I glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Adam. I answered the call, his voice coming through clear and respectful.
"Master, it's me, your servant Adam," he said, his tone serious and focused.
"Adam, what is it?" I asked, my voice steady and commanding.
Adam replied promptly, "Master, the meeting that you asked for has been arranged. It is tomorrow evening, and the people will meet you at the designated location. I have already sent you the details, Master."
I nodded, even though he couldn't see me, satisfied with his efficiency. "Good job, Adam"
Adam notified me that the meeting had been scheduled with an anonymous client registered under the name Veronica.
Upon checking the anonymous client's list again, I confirmed that I had indeed seen her name before. I instructed Adam, "Help me set up meetings with more anonymous clients and keep me informed about the details."
I hung up the phone, a sense of anticipation coursing through me as I walked into the bedroom. As I opened the door, I was greeted by a sight that sent a rush of desire through my veins. All the women were dressed in sexy black fishnet lingerie, their bodies tantalizingly displayed, ready and eager.
Jessica sauntered over to me, her curves accentuated by the provocative lingerie. "Surprise, Jack," she purred, her voice dripping with lust. "Do you like what you see?"
A growl escaped my lips as I pulled her against me, feeling her body pressed into mine. "Fuck yes, I like it," I murmured, my voice thick with desire. "You all look incredibly sexy."
Jessica moaned softly, her breath hitching as she felt my hardness against her. "We wanted to make tonight special, Jack," she whispered, her voice filled with promise.
I led her to the bed, the others following suit, their eyes filled with anticipation and hunger. "And it will be," I growled, my voice commanding and firm. "I want to hear every moan, every scream, every dirty thought tonight."
Margaret, her eyes filled with lust, bit her lip as she watched me. "Master, I want you to fuck me hard," she said, her voice breathy and desperate. "I want to feel your cock deep inside me."
Paige, her cheeks flushed with arousal, added, "And I want to feel your tongue on my pussy, Jack. I want you to make me cum over and over again."
I smiled, a wicked grin spreading across my face as I looked at each of them. "Greedy little sluts, aren't you?" I teased, my voice filled with lust and approval. "Don't worry, I'll give you everything you need."
The room filled with the sounds of ripping fishnet stockings and intense, passionate fucking. Moans and screams of pleasure echoed through the air as I took each of them, giving them exactly what they craved.
"Fuck, Master, your cock feels so good," Margaret screamed, her body trembling with pleasure as I pounded into her.
"Yes, Jack, right there," Paige moaned, her hips grinding against my face as I devoured her pussy, my tongue licking and sucking her clit.
Jessica, her voice filled with desperate need, begged, "Please, Jack, fuck me harder. I want to feel you cum inside me."
As each of them reached their peak, I felt my own orgasm building, the pressure in my cock intensifying with each thrust. With a final, powerful roar, I came undone, my cock pulsing as I painted their bodies with my cum, marking them as mine.
"Oh fuck, yes," I growled, my body shaking with the force of my release as I coated their skin with my hot, thick cum.
Exhausted and satisfied, we collapsed together, our bodies slick with sweat and cum, basking in the afterglow of our intense and passionate encounter.
I pulled Stella into my arms, her body fitting perfectly against mine. With a swift and confident movement, I buried my cock deep inside her pussy, drawing a loud, desperate scream from her lips. "Aaaaaah, Master!" she cried out, her body arching to take me even deeper, her pussy swallowing my entire length.
I held her close, feeling her body tremble with pleasure as I began to move inside her. The other women, drawn by our intense connection, gathered around us, their hands and bodies pressing against us, joining in our shared passion.
Margaret, her voice breathy and eager, murmured, "Master, let me help you please her." She positioned herself behind Stella, her hands roaming over Stella's body, her fingers finding Stella's clit and rubbing it in sync with my thrusts.
With each thrust, each touch, each moan, our pleasure grew, binding us together in a web of shared ecstasy. The room filled with the sounds of our collective pleasure, our bodies moving in harmony as we chased our mutual release.
"I'm cumming, Master aaah," Stella screamed, her body convulsing around my cock as her orgasm washed over her.
"Me too, Master," Margaret moaned, her fingers working Stella's clit faster, her own body shaking with her release. Discover hidden content at My Virtual Library Empire
"Fuck, yes," I growled, my body tensing as I reached my own climax, my cock pulsing as I filled Stella's pussy with my hot cum.
Satisfied and content, we collapsed together, our bodies entwined as we drifted off to sleep, our collective pleasure and connection binding us as one. The night had been intense and passionate, leaving us all sated and exhausted.
When I woke up, the morning light was streaming through the windows. I stretched, feeling a sense of renewed energy and purpose. Looking around, I realized that nobody else was in the room. I took a quick shower, the warm water invigorating my senses, and walked out to find Stella waiting for me with a freshly prepared breakfast.
"Good morning, Master," Stella said with a warm smile, handing me a plate filled with delicious food. "I thought you might be hungry after last night."
I smiled back at her, appreciating her thoughtfulness. "Thank you, Stella. This looks amazing."
As I sat down to eat, I noticed that everyone was getting ready to go to the office. The house was filled with the bustling sounds of morning routines—showers running, coffee brewing, and the occasional laugh or chat among the women.
Once everyone was gathered, I addressed them, "You all go ahead to the office. I have to meet with the anonymous clients today, so I'll be handling that on my own."
The women nodded in understanding, their expressions a mix of curiosity and support. They began to file out, leaving Stella and Margaret behind.
I turned to Elizabeth, who was lingering nearby. "Elizabeth, I need you to handle things with Julie from now on and help her out with whatever she needs. She'll be a great mentor for you."
Elizabeth was new to the company and had spent the previous day familiarizing herself with the different departments. I thought it would be beneficial for her to work closely with Julie, who had more experience and could guide her effectively.
Elizabeth nodded, her eyes filled with determination and eagerness to prove herself. "Of course, Jack. I'll make sure everything runs smoothly and I'll learn as much as I can from Julie." With that, she joined Julie, and the two of them set off for the office together.
With everyone else gone, a sense of excitement and anticipation washed over me. The thought of meeting the anonymous client, Veronica, filled me with intrigue and eagerness.
I said goodbye to Stella and Margaret, leaving them with a reassuring smile before heading out. I slid into the driver's seat of my car and set off towards the location Adam had sent me. The meeting was scheduled for around 2 p.m., but I decided to arrive early to scope out the area and gather any information that might be useful.
As I drove, I instructed SERA, my advanced AI system, to monitor the location and provide any insights she could gather. "SERA, keep an eye on the location and let me know if you find anything unusual or relevant," I commanded.
SERA's voice filled the car, her tone calm and analytical. "The location appears to be an abandoned building, Master. There is no visible activity or signs of occupancy at the moment."
I reached the destination and, indeed, the building looked new but eerily deserted. The parking area was empty, and the structure itself seemed devoid of any recent human activity. I parked the car and stepped out, my senses on high alert as I surveyed the surroundings.
The silence was almost deafening. SERA confirmed my observations, her voice echoing in my earpiece. "Master, I have scanned the building and the immediate vicinity. There are no signs of life or any detectable heat signatures. The area appears to be completely abandoned."
I nodded, taking a cautious step forward. The mystery of the location only heightened my curiosity and determination to uncover more about these anonymous clients. The empty building stood as an enigma, waiting to reveal its secrets.
I asked SERA to monitor and look for an upcoming vehicle toward this building and inform me. I looked around the building and found nothing.
After exploring the area thoroughly, I returned to the parking lot. Just as I reached my car, SERA alerted me through my earpiece, "Master, two black SUVs are approaching your location."
I quickly got into my car and observed as the two vehicles entered the parking area. Four men emerged from the SUVs, dressed in professional bodyguard attire. Each carried a pistol, and two of them held automatic rifles. I wasn't intimidated; my Mutant Healing Factor made me nearly invincible, but I wasn't eager to experience unnecessary pain.
One of the men spotted me and walked over. "Are you Night King?" he asked, his voice firm and businesslike.
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I nodded, recognizing the codename I had provided. He glanced back at his colleagues, giving a subtle nod before turning back to me. "Come with us," he said, taking my phone and slipping it into his pocket.
I complied, allowing him to guide me towards one of the SUVs. He placed a black cloth over my head, but I activated my AI lens, allowing me to see through the fabric. One of the armed men joined me in the back seat, his automatic rifle resting across his lap.
The driver started the engine. "Let's go," he said, his voice gruff and commanding.
As we drove, I paid close attention to our surroundings. We seemed to be heading towards a densely populated city, but the route we took was far from the main highways, winding through rural and industrial areas instead. I tried to engage the man next to me in conversation. "How long will it take to reach our destination?" I asked.
He replied tersely, "Keep quiet, and don't ask random questions. You'll know when we get there."
The drive was long and mostly silent, lasting around three hours. I spent the time observing the changing landscape and trying to gather as much information as possible about our route. Finally, we arrived at a sprawling, heavily guarded property. The iron gates and high walls were imposing, and the security measures were evident as we passed through multiple checkpoints.
The SUV rolled to a stop at the end of a long, perfectly manicured driveway that resembled a golf course fairway. In the distance, a massive, castle-like mansion loomed. The man next to me said, "Come out," his voice firm and commanding.
I stepped out of the vehicle and was immediately struck by the opulence and grandeur of the surroundings. Two female security guards stood at the entrance, each carrying an automatic rifle. They wore professional, well-tailored suits that hinted at advanced body armor underneath. The men who had driven me here got back into the SUV and drove away, leaving me alone with the female guards.
One of the female bodyguards approached me, her eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. She reached up and lifted the black cloth from my head, her expression betraying a hint of surprise as she saw my face.
The other female guard whistled softly, looking me over appreciatively. "He's really handsome," she said to her colleague. "Without the mask, he looks so much better. Madam will be happy to have him."
I realized they must have received my profile, the one I registered with Karen while wearing a mask. The "Madam" they referred to must be the one in charge or the boss.
I activated my AI lens to scan the two beauties. The blonde was named Mary, and the brunette was Lisa. The details revealed that they each had around $50 million in their bank accounts, and their profession was listed as mercenaries.
Mary, the blonde, turned to me with a professional yet slightly intrigued smile. "Welcome, Night King. Please follow me."
She led me through the grand entrance, the sound of our footsteps echoing through the vast, marble-floored hallway. The interior was as opulent as the exterior, with ornate furnishings and priceless art adorning the walls. We passed through several security checkpoints, each guarded by more professional, well-armed security personnel. I noticed that all the guards were female, which added an unexpected layer of intrigue to the situation.
Mary finally led me to a beautifully appointed room. "Go freshen up and take a bath," she instructed. "You'll find your clothes already in the closet."
I smiled at Mary and entered the room, taking a moment to appreciate the luxurious surroundings. The bed looked inviting, but I knew I had to prepare for whatever was coming next. I wanted to take out the smartwatch integrated with SERA from the System Space, but I hesitated, realizing there could be cameras monitoring the room. I decided against it and began to undress. My cock was already hard, anticipating the events to come.
I walked into the bathroom, which was as opulent as the rest of the room, and took a hot shower. The water felt incredible against my skin, washing away the tension and preparing me for what lay ahead. After drying off, I walked to the closet and found a set of clothes that were both luxurious and comfortable.
Just as I finished dressing, there was a knock on the door. I knew they must be monitoring my every move, so I wasn't surprised by the timing. I opened the door to find Lisa standing there, her face slightly flushed.
Through my AI lens, I could see her eyes behind the dark glasses she was wearing. She was looking at my crotch, and I knew she and Mary must have been the ones monitoring me and had noticed my hard cock.
Lisa's voice was slightly breathy as she spoke. "Madam is ready to see you now. Please follow me."
I nodded, a smirk playing on my lips. "Lead the way," I said, my voice filled with confidence and a hint of amusement.
I walked with Lisa, her steps echoing alongside mine as she led me to a grand, elegantly decorated room. She gestured for me to enter, and as I stepped inside, she locked the door from the outside, sealing me in with the mysterious figure awaiting me.
The woman standing before me exuded an air of seductive power. She was dressed in a black t-shirt, a black leather jacket, and jeans—a stark contrast to the lavish surroundings. Her face was concealed behind a black mask, similar to the one I had worn during my first encounter with Paige. Her eyes, however, were visible, revealing a mix of curiosity and intensity.
She looked me over, her gaze lingering on my face. I quickly activated my AI lens to gather more information. The details revealed that she was Isabella, a 32-year-old underground Mafia boss.
Her parents, Dimitri and her mother Katya, were both deceased, leaving her to inherit a vast empire. Her bank account showed a staggering fortune of over $100 billion in cash alone. I realized she must have taken over her father's legacy, building upon it to create her own formidable empire.
For further details, I knew I would need SERA's assistance, but for now, I focused on the present moment and the enigmatic figure before me.
Isabella spoke softly, her voice casual yet commanding. "Please take a seat and let's have dinner first."
I walked with her to the small dining table set up in the room. I didn't know what she had planned, but I wasn't concerned. Even if she tried to poison me, my Mutant Healing Factor would ensure my survival. I helped her into her seat with a gentle touch, noticing a hint of sadness in her eyes.
I took a plate and served her first, a gesture that seemed to surprise her. "Thank you," she said, her voice softer than before. I served myself and sat down across from her, our eyes meeting briefly before we began to eat.
The room was filled with a comfortable silence as we enjoyed the meal. The food was exquisite, each bite a symphony of flavors. As we ate, I couldn't help but feel a growing curiosity about Isabella. Her mask added an air of mystery, and her eyes held a depth of emotion that was both intriguing and captivating.
Isabella looked at me, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and appreciation. "You look really handsome, you know that right?" she asked, her voice soft yet filled with a subtle intensity.
I met her gaze and smiled softly. "Thank you. You also look very beautiful. Even though I can't see your face, your eyes and lips tell a story of their own."
She chuckled, a sound that was both playful and inviting, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Despite her powerful and intimidating persona as an underground boss, she had an unexpected warmth and vulnerability that I found captivating.
Curiosity piqued, I activated the AI lens to see through her mask. What I saw took my breath away. She was a stunning beauty, her features delicate and refined, like a princess from some enchanting fairy tale.
Her high cheekbones, full lips, and striking eyes were a mesmerizing sight to behold. I was left awestruck, the reality of her beauty far surpassing anything I could have imagined.
We finished our dinner, and the air between us charged with an electric tension. Isabella stood up, her eyes never leaving mine. "Now, let's get to the dessert," she said, her voice laced with a seductive promise.
She slowly removed her leather jacket, revealing her black t-shirt underneath. I could see her erect nipples pressing against the fabric, a clear sign of her arousal. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the sight sent a throb of desire through me.
I stood up and walked over to her, drawn by an irresistible pull. I leaned in and kissed her, feeling her lips respond eagerly to mine. She kissed me back with a passion that matched my own, her hands reaching up to tangle in my hair.
She chuckled softly against my lips. "What? Already getting excited?" she teased, her voice breathy with desire.
I didn't respond with words. Instead, I let my actions speak for me. I reached out and grabbed her breasts tightly, pressing them and drawing a moan from her lips.
"Hmmmmm, ah," Isabella gasped, her erect nipples pressing firmly against my palms. She reached out and grabbed my cock hard over my pants, her touch sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core.
I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth with a hungry intensity as my hands continued to massage her breasts. The air between us was thick with desire, and I could feel her body responding eagerly to my touch.
I hugged her tightly and brought her to the bed, quickly pulling off my pants to reveal my throbbing cock. Isabella's eyes widened as she took in the sight, a soft gasp escaping her lips. "Hmm," she murmured, her voice laced with anticipation and lust.
She lay back on the bed, and I positioned myself on top of her, my cock pressing firmly against her stomach. I slowly removed her t-shirt, revealing her perky nipples that begged for my attention.
To my surprise, Isabella seemed suddenly shy and embarrassed, a stark contrast to her previous alluring demeanor. But her eyes betrayed her hunger, her desire matching mine.
Sensing her mixed emotions, I activated my Hand of Arousal, enhancing her sensations and drawing out her inner desires. I groped her body firmly, my touch meant to ignite her passion. I leaned down and kissed her lips, smooching her deeply, feeling her melt into the kiss.
As we kissed, I realized that Isabella's inexperience only added to her allure. She was eager and responsive, her body craving more with each touch. The thought that she might be a virgin only heightened my desire to make this night unforgettable for her.
I moved my mouth to her nipple, sucking it hard and drawing a loud moan from her lips. "Aaaaaah, Night King, aaaaaaaah don't... I'm sensitive there, aaaaaah," she cried out, her hand pressing my face deeper into her breasts, her body arching against mine.
I continued to suck and tease her nipple, my tongue circling the sensitive peak as my other hand massaged her other breast. Isabella's moans filled the air, her body writhing beneath me as she responded to my touch. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps.
"Too much," she gasped, her voice breathy and desperate. " Hmmmm It's too much, Night King. I can't... I can't take it aaaaah."
I pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes with a mix of lust and concern. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked, my voice thick with desire but needing to ensure her comfort.
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She shook her head vigorously, her eyes filled with a mix of pleasure and desperation. "No, don't stop. It feels so good. I just... I just need a moment hmmmmmm."
I smiled, feeling a surge of satisfaction at her response. I moved my mouth to her other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first. Isabella's moans grew louder, her body arching against mine as she pressed my face deeper into her breasts.
I reached my hand to her crotch, feeling the heat radiating from her even through her jeans. I pressed firmly against her pussy, my fingers rubbing her through the denim.
Isabella screamed out, her body bucking against my touch. "Aaaaaah, Night King, aaaaaah don't... it's too much," she cried out, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and overwhelm.
But I didn't stop. I could feel her body responding, her hips grinding against my hand as I continued to rub her pussy through her jeans. I kept biting her nipples, my mouth and hands working in tandem to draw out more moans and cries of pleasure from her lips.
"Aaaaaaah, I... I can't... aaaaaah hmmmm," she moaned, her body trembling and shivering beneath me. Her eyes rolled back, and I could feel her body tensing as she approached her climax. I didn't let up, my touch and my mouth driving her closer and closer to the edge.
"Cum for me, Veronica," I growled, my voice thick with desire. "Let me feel you cum."
Her body convulsed, her hips bucking wildly against my hand as she came undone. "Aaaaaaaaah," she screamed, her body jerking and trembling as her orgasm washed over her. I could feel her body pulsing beneath my touch, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps.
I didn't stop, my touch and my mouth continuing to draw out her pleasure, making her tremble and shake with each wave of her orgasm. Her body finally began to still, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine. She looked shy and embarrassed, but there was a newfound determination in her gaze.
Quickly shifting her demeanor, she reached out and took my cock in her hand, stroking it hard. She stood up and pushed me down onto the mattress, straddling my thighs. She was taking control, showing me who the boss was.
Looking down at me with a mix of shyness and dominance, she said, "I will punish you well...now. If you cum just by hands and mouth, you won't be allowed to be inside me." Her voice was firm, but there was a hint of vulnerability in her words.
My cock throbbed in her hand, listening to her challenge. I asked, my voice steady and confident, "And what if I can hold it? Then what?"
She leaned down, her eyes meeting mine with a fierce intensity. "Then...then...then you can have me however you want," she said, her voice a mix of domineering tone and underlying shyness.
I smiled, feeling a surge of excitement and determination. I activated my Endurance God ability and said, "It's a deal."
She began to stroke my cock with a firm, steady rhythm, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body. My cock throbbed in her hand, and I couldn't help but tease her, wanting to push her boundaries and heighten our mutual desire.
"Why don't you use your tongue, maybe you could win?" I suggested, my voice laced with challenge and lust.
Isabella looked at me provocatively, her eyes sparkling with a mix of determination and desire. She slowly went down, stretching her tongue out of her mouth, her gaze never leaving mine. Your adventure continues at My Virtual Library Empire
The tip of her tongue teased the head of my cock, sending a jolt of electric pleasure through my body. It was a sensation unlike any other, a delicate and intimate touch that drove me wild.
She pulled my cock back all the way, her tongue continuing to tease and explore every sensitive spot. The sensation was exquisite, a mix of pleasure and anticipation that left me craving more. I could feel the tension building, the need to thrust deep into her mouth growing with each passing second.
"Fuck, Veronica," I growled, my voice thick with desire. "You're driving me crazy. I want to feel your mouth around me."
She smiled, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and mischief. "Patience, Night King," she murmured, her voice soft and sultry. "Good things come to those who wait."
I didn't care and I thrusted my hips forward, driving my cock deep into her mouth. Isabella gagged, her eyes watering as my length hit the back of her throat.
Her saliva coated my cock, dripping down her chin as she struggled to take me all in. "Aagggggh aggggggh," I groaned, the sight and sound of her gagging on my cock sending waves of pleasure through my body.
She pulled back quickly, gasping for breath, her eyes serious and filled with a mix of lust and determination. "Night King, you fucking beast," she panted, wiping the saliva from her chin. "You need to let me control this shit. I want to suck your cock, but you gotta respect my fucking limits. No more thrusting, got it?"
I grinned, turned on by her fiery attitude. "Got it, boss," I growled, my voice thick with desire. "You're in charge. Show me what you've got."
She smirked, her eyes gleaming with shyness. "Good. Now, let me handle this monster cock. Just relax and enjoy the fucking ride."
She leaned back down, her tongue licking the length of my cock like a hungry predator. The sensation was fucking electric, her touch sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I held still, letting her set the pace, allowing her to devour me in her own dirty, delicious way.
Her mouth wrapped around the head of my cock, her tongue swirling and teasing as she took me deeper. I groaned, the sensation of her hot, wet mouth around me driving me to the brink of insanity. "Fuck, Veronica" I growled, my voice thick with lust. " That mouth is fucking heaven."
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of pride and raw desire. She increased her pace, her mouth and hand working in perfect sync to drive me closer and closer to the edge. The sounds of her sucking and slurping filled the room, a symphony of filthy, wet pleasure.
"That's it, baby," I groaned, my body tensing as I fought to maintain control. "Take it deep. Show me how much you want this fucking cock."
She complied, her head bobbing up and down as she took me deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate my length. The sight of her lips stretched around my cock, her eyes watering as she took me deep, was almost enough to send me over the edge. But I held on, my endurance fueled by my desire to see her completely undone.
Isabella kept sucking me, her initial shyness and embarrassment giving way to growing confidence and skill. Her head bobbed up and down on my cock, her mouth taking me deeper with each descent. She stroked my cock firmly, her hand moving in sync with her mouth, eager to make me cum.
I looked down at her, a smirk playing on my lips with my Endurance God ability activated, which allowed me to control my release. I teased her, "Why don't I help you like I did before?"
She knew exactly what I was referring to—the thrust that had made her choke on my cock. Her eyes met mine, a mix of embarrassment and desire swirling in their depths. "Ok....you win...you can do whatever you want...and don't forget to use the condom," she said, her voice breathy and filled with anticipation.
I grinned, my cock throbbing at her words. "Don't worry, I'll cum outside. I want to feel your raw pussy, with nothing between us," I growled, my voice thick with lust.
Isabella looked at me, her eyes filled with determination. "No, I don't want to take any risk," she said, taking out a condom from the back pocket of her jeans and tearing the packet with her teeth. She handed me the condom, her cheeks slightly flushed with embarrassment.
I noticed her discomfort and smiled gently. "Why don't you help me with that?" I suggested, my voice soft and encouraging.
She looked at me, her eyes regaining their dominating spark. "Okay," she agreed, taking the condom from my hand. I watched as she attempted to put it on, her inexperience evident as she initially applied it the wrong way around.
I chuckled softly, not wanting to embarrass her further. "It's the other way around," I said gently, guiding her hand to correct the mistake.
She blushed, a soft "Oh..." escaping her lips as she quickly corrected her error and rolled the condom onto my cock. I could feel her hands trembling slightly, her touch sending waves of pleasure through my body. I knew then that she was totally amateur, maybe even a virgin. My cock throbbed in her hand, eager for more.
I quickly hugged her and placed my hand on top of her pussy the heat of her arousal radiating through the fabric. I laid her back on the bed, my cock pressing against her pussy, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through both of us.
I kissed her lips, and her neck, my tongue exploring every inch of her body, drawing out moans and gasps of pleasure. With my Hand of Arousal, I could feel her excitement building, her body responding eagerly to my touch.
Suddenly, she grabbed my cock, her eyes filled with lust and desperation. "I.....want you to put it in....I can't wait," she panted, her hands fumbling with the waistband of her jeans. I helped her pull them off, sliding them down her legs and tossing them aside. She was wearing a black, embroidered panty, the fabric already soaked with her arousal.
I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down, revealing her clean-shaven pussy. Her slit was tightly closed, much like Margaret's and Stella's had been, confirming my suspicion that she was a virgin. I couldn't help but stare, my cock throbbing at the sight of her innocent, untouched pussy.
She noticed my gaze and blushed deeply, her voice filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "What.....what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a pussy before?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
I looked at her, a teasing smile playing on my lips. She was trying to maintain a dominant facade, but I could see the innocence in her eyes. "You're a virgin, aren't you?" I asked softly, my voice laced with both amusement and tenderness.
Isabella's cheeks flushed a deep red, her embarrassment was evident. To hide her discomfort, she quickly hugged me, pulling me on top of her.
Her hand grabbed my cock firmly, her voice filled with a mix of determination and desperation. "No, I'm not," she insisted, positioning herself over my cock. She spread her pussy with one hand, her eyes locked onto mine as she began to lower herself, ready to take me in.
I could see the mix of fear and embarrassment in her eyes, but her pride wouldn't let her back down. She was in too deep, and I couldn't help but wonder why she had hired a gigolo. What was driving her to do this? I was intrigued, but more than that, I was fucking hungry for her.
I grabbed her thighs firmly, stopping her from impaling herself on my cock. I looked up at her, my voice commanding and dominant. "Not so fast, princess. Don't be impatient. I want to savor this."
I pulled her closer, positioning her dripping pussy right above my mouth. I looked up at her, my eyes filled with lust and hunger. "First, I want to taste that virgin pussy. I want to devour it, make you scream my name before I fuck you senseless."
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She gasped, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and arousal. I didn't give her a chance to respond. I dove in, my tongue licking her clit with firm, deliberate strokes. She moaned hard, her body convulsing as if she were already on the verge of cumming.
" Aaaaaaaah Fuck, Night King hmmmmm," she cried out, her hips grinding against my mouth. "aah aah hmmmm That feels so fucking good. Don't stop. Please don't stop."
I had no intention of stopping. I sucked her clit into my mouth, my tongue flicking and teasing it relentlessly. I could feel her body responding, her hips moving in sync with my mouth, her moans filling the air. I reached up, my hands gripping her ass firmly, pulling her closer to my face, burying my tongue deeper into her pussy.
"You taste so fucking good, Veronica," I growled, my voice vibrating against her clit. "I could eat this pussy all fucking day. Now be a good girl and cum for me. Let me taste that sweet virgin cum."
Her body convulsed, her hips bucking wildly against my mouth as she came undone. "Aaaaaaaaah, fuck!" she screamed, her body jerking and trembling as her orgasm washed over her. I could feel her pussy pulsing against my tongue, her sweet cum coating my mouth as I continued to lick and suck her through her climax.
As her body began to still, I gently lowered her onto the bed, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps. I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers with a mix of lust and dominance.
"You ready for the real thing, princess?" I asked, my voice thick with desire. "You ready to take this cock deep inside that tight virgin pussy?"
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of nervousness and desire. "Be gentle, okay...be slow," she said shyly, her voice barely a whisper.
I smirked, feeling a surge of dominance and lust. "Gentle? Baby, I don't do gentle. But I promise you this—by the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for more."
I grabbed her chin, pulled her face to mine, and kissed her hard on the lips. She gasped into my mouth, her body melting against mine. When I pulled away, a thread of saliva bridged our lips, and she was left gasping for breath, her cheeks flushed with arousal.
"You're mine tonight, Veronica," I growled, my voice thick with dominance. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I'm going to make you scream my name until your throat is raw."
She whimpered, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. I could see the pulse in her neck quicken, her breath coming faster as she anticipated what was to come. I didn't give her time to think. I flipped her onto her stomach, my hands gripping her ass firmly.
"On your knees, princess," I commanded, my voice leaving no room for argument. She complied, her body trembling with a mix of nervousness and desire as she presented herself to me.
I looked down at her glistening pussy, her tight little asshole winking at me. I couldn't resist the urge to tease her, to make her beg for it. I leaned down, my tongue licking her from her clit all the way up to her asshole. She gasped, her body tensing at the unexpected sensation.
"What are you doing?" she cried out, her voice filled with a mix of shock and curiosity.
I chuckled, my voice was dark and dominant. "I'm exploring every inch of this beautiful body, princess. Has anyone ever touched you here?" I asked, my finger circling her tight little hole.
She shook her head vigorously, her breath coming in quick, nervous gasps. "No," she whispered. "Never."
I grinned, my cock throbbing at the thought of being her first in every way. "Good," I said, my voice thick with lust and dominance. "Because tonight, every part of you belongs to me. And I'm going to fuck the shit out of both of your holes."
With that promise, I positioned the head of my cock at her entrance, rubbing it up and down her slit, coating it in her juices. I looked down at her, ensuring she was ready for what was to come. She looked back at me, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
Isabella's voice was thick with need and desperation, her body trembling with arousal. "Fuck me, Night King," she begged, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and submission. "Make me yours. Make me your fucking slut."
I groaned, her words sending a wave of lust through my body. I gripped her hips firmly, and with one powerful thrust, I buried my cock deep inside her tight, virgin pussy. She screamed, her body tensing briefly before relaxing, allowing me to fill her completely.
A trail of blood slipped out, making her scream, but she was so aroused that she came just as my whole cock buried deep inside her pussy. I held her ass firmly, pulling her closer, driving my cock even deeper.
"Aaaaaaaah, it hurts!" Isabella screamed, her body trembling as she came. I reached down, rubbing her clit as she rode the wave of her orgasm. "Aaaah, aaaaah, I'm cumming... aaaah, hmmm, cumming, aaaah!"
Her body jerked and convulsed beneath me, the mix of pain and pleasure sending her over the edge. I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock, the sensation driving me wild with lust and desire. I slowly pulled my cock out of her, feeling a rush of tenderness and protectiveness as I saw the traces of blood on her thighs.
I gently hugged her, lifted her into my arms, and carried her to the bathroom. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of shyness and embarrassment, her cheeks flushed with a soft blush.
"What are we doing here in the bathroom?" she asked softly, her voice barely a whisper.
I smiled gently, my voice filled with care and concern. "To get you cleaned up, baby," I said, starting the hot shower and helping her step inside. I quickly disposed of the condom and joined her under the steamy water, my hands gently washing her, taking extra care to clean her sensitive pussy.
She leaned against me, her body relaxing as I washed her, the warm water soothing her. My cock throbbed at the sight of her, naked and vulnerable in my arms. After cleaning her up, I wrapped her in a soft towel, drying her gently before carrying her back to the bedroom.
I laid down on the bed. I positioned her on top of me, her ass pressing against my throbbing cock. She looked down at me, her eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and renewed desire.
"Thank you, Night King," she whispered, her voice soft and tender. "That was...that was amazing. You're amazing."
I smiled, feeling a surge of pride and lust. "You're welcome, baby," I said, my voice thick with desire. "And don't worry, we're not done yet. I promised to fuck you all night long, and I intend to keep that promise."
Isabella bit her lip, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She was ready for more, ready to be claimed completely. "I want you to fuck me again, Night King," she begged, her voice filled with need and desperation. "I want you to make me yours completely. I want you to use me like your little slut."
A growl rumbled deep in my chest as I grabbed her hips, positioning her over my throbbing cock. She grabbed my cock, her small hand wrapping around it as she positioned her dripping pussy over the tip. Slowly, she slid down, swallowing my length inch by inch, her eyes rolling back as she took me in.
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"Aaaaaah, fuck, it's so deep like this," she gasped, her body trembling with a mix of pleasure and discomfort. She looked like a complete slut, hungry for my cock, eager to be fucked hard. The Hand of Arousal had her so horny that she didn't even care about protection anymore; she just wanted to be filled and used.
I deactivated my Endurance God skill, wanting to feel every raw, intense sensation. I wanted to cum hard and deep inside her. She screamed as she sat down fully, taking my entire cock inside her tight, wet pussy. "Aaaaaah, it's too big and thick, aah!" she cried out, her body shaking with the intensity of the sensation.
I held her waist firmly, starting to fuck her hard from below. "Ah, aaaah, ah,aaah, aaaaah," she moaned, her screams filling the room as I thrust into her with a relentless, brutal rhythm. Her body bounced on top of mine, her tits swaying wildly with each thrust. She was a sight to behold, a fucking goddess taking my cock like a champ.
"Fuck, Veronica," I growled, my voice thick with lust and approval. "You look so fucking hot riding my cock like that. You're such a good little slut, taking it deep and hard."
She leaned forward, her hands pressing against my chest for support as she rode me even harder, her hips moving in sync with my thrusts. "Yes, Night King," she panted, her voice breathy and desperate. "Fuck me harder. Use me. Make me feel like your dirty little whore."
I complied, my hips thrusting upward with even more force, my cock driving so deep into her pussy that she screamed with each thrust. The room filled with the filthy, wet sounds of our fucking, the scent of our arousal thick in the air. I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock, the sensation driving me wild.
"You're such a tight little slut, Veronica," I growled, my body shaking with the effort of holding back my own orgasm. "I can feel your pussy squeezing my cock. You want my cum, don't you? You want me to fill you up like the dirty little whore you are."
Her body convulsed, her hips bucking wildly against mine as she came undone. "Aaaaaaaaah, Night King!" she screamed, her body jerking and trembling as her orgasm washed over her. I could feel her pussy pulsing around my cock, her body milking me as I continued to fuck her through her climax.
"Cum for me, slut," I growled, my voice thick with desire and dominance. "Let me feel you cum all over my cock. Show me how much you want this. How much you want to be my dirty little fucktoy."
I held her tightly, my cock buried deep inside her as she came undone, her body convulsing and trembling with the force of her orgasm. I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock, the sensation driving me over the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, I began to cum, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my hot, thick seed.
"Ah, ah, ah, aaaaaah!" she screamed, her body jerking and shaking as she felt my cum filling her. The intensity of our shared orgasm left us both breathless, our bodies slick with sweat and our combined arousal.
As our bodies slowly came down from the high, I held her tightly against me, my cock still buried deep inside her. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as she recovered from the intense pleasure.
"You're mine now, Veronica," I growled softly, my voice filled with possession and satisfaction. "Completely and utterly mine."
She looked down at me, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction, admiration, and complete surrender. "Yes, Night King," she panted, her voice breathy and sated. "I'm yours. Completely and utterly yours."
I pushed her onto the bed, my hands firm on her shoulders, pinning her beneath me. I could feel my body aching with need, every muscle taut with anticipation. I looked deeply into her eyes, my voice a low, hungry growl. ''I'm not done with you yet,'' I said, my breath hot on her face. ''Look at my cock—it's fucking throbbing for you. It needs to be inside you.''
She bit her lip, her gaze flicking down to my erection, her eyes widening with lust. She reached out, her soft hand wrapping around my hard length, grasping me firmly.
She guided me to her wet pussy, her voice a husky, desperate whisper. ''Fuck me with this big cock,'' she begged, her words sending a jolt of excitement through me. ''Fill me up completely. I want every inch of you inside me.'' She arched her hips, taking me deep inside her, a greedy, urgent moan spilling from her lips. ''Ah, fuck, yes. That's what I need.''
I gripped her waist tightly, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. My hips began to move, pistoning back and forth, each thrust hard and demanding. I could feel her body responding to mine, her hips lifting to meet each of my thrusts.
Our bodies slapped together, the sound filling the room, mingling with our harsh breaths and low moans. I fucked her with raw, primal intensity, my body driven by a need to possess her completely.
Her pussy tightened around me, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching as her orgasm approached. She threw her head back, her body arching beneath me, her voice a loud, desperate cry. ''AAAAAAH, I'm cumminnnng! I'm cumming so hard! AAAH, don't stop! Fuck me harder, please!'' Her words sent a surge of lust through me, my body responding to her pleas.
She slipped her hand between our bodies, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in quick, urgent circles. Her eyes locked onto mine, her gaze filled with raw, carnal need. ''Oh, yes!'' she cried out, her voice breathless and wild. ''Just like that! Fuck me just like that! AAAAAH!''
I could feel her body trembling beneath me, her hips bucking up to meet each of my thrusts. I gripped her waist even tighter, my fingers digging into her flesh as I fucked her with even more intensity.
Our bodies were slick with sweat, sliding against each other as we moved together, our breaths coming in harsh, ragged gasps. Her pussy was so tight, so wet, gripping my cock like a velvet vice, drawing me in deeper, urging me on.
I could feel my own orgasm building, my body coiling tighter and tighter as I drove into her, my hips moving with a savage, primal rhythm.
She came hard, her back arching sharply, her body convulsing beneath me like a live wire. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, pulsing and squeezing as she squirted, her release drenching us both, making our bodies slick and slippery.
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I reached down, my fingers finding her swollen clit, rubbing it roughly, drawing out her orgasm, making her scream and thrash wildly beneath me.
''Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!'' she cried out, her voice hoarse and desperate. ''Don't stop! Don't fucking stop! Make me cum again!''
Sweat dripped from my forehead, falling onto her heaving chest. Our bodies were coated in a sheen of moisture, sliding against each other, hot and slick. The room filled with the raw, primal sounds of our fucking, the slap of flesh on flesh, the squelch of her soaked pussy, our harsh, ragged breaths, and her desperate, needy moans.
I buried my cock even deeper, my hips slamming against hers, our bodies meeting with bruising force. I could feel my balls drawing up tight, my orgasm building like a storm. I gripped her shoulder, my fingers digging into her flesh, pulling her onto my cock, impaling her completely.
''Take it,'' I growled, my voice a low, savage snarl. ''Take my fucking cum. AAAAAA, take it all in your fucking pussy. Let your womb swallow every last fucking drop.''
Her screams filled the air, her body bucking and writhing beneath me as I started to come, my cock pulsing and jerking with each thick, hot spurt. ''AAAAAH, AAAAAH, AAAH, AAAAH, FUCK!'' she screamed, her voice raw and wild, her pussy milking my cock, greedy for all I could give her.
Our bodies glistened with a thick coating of sweat and cum, our chests heaving, breaths coming in harsh, desperate gasps. The room reeked of sex, the raw, primal scent of our fucking filling the air. I slowed my pace, my cock still buried deep inside her, feeling her pussy pulse and squeeze around me.
With an obscene, wet sound—'' Plop''—I pulled my cock from her pussy, her body reluctant to let me go. A flood of my cum followed, spilling out of her, coating her asshole, dripping down to stain the sheets beneath us. I looked down at her, a smirk playing on my lips.
''You're a little greedy cat,'' I growled, my voice low and teasing. ''Your pussy doesn't want to let my cock go.''
I reached down, my fingers brushing against her puckered hole, feeling the creases and folds against the sensitive tip of my cock. I let out a low groan, my cock twitching at the contact. I looked into her eyes, my gaze intense and hungry.
She looked up at me, her eyes wide and shy, her cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and embarrassment. ''Don't, Night King,' she whispered, her voice soft and uncertain. ''It's dirty there. Don't touch it.''
''Now it's time to fill this hole up,'' I said, my voice a low, demanding growl. ''Look at it, Veronica. It's pulsing, inviting my cock in. Don't be shy, little cat. Every part of you belongs to me. I want to claim all of you, even this dirty, tight little hole.''
I pressed the head of my cock against her asshole, feeling her tense beneath me. I leaned down, my body covering hers, my lips brushing against her ear. ''Don't worry, little cat,'' I murmured, my voice a low, soothing purr. ''I'll make you feel so good. You'll be begging for my cock in your ass before I'm done with you.''