I interjected, my voice laced with teasing and innuendo, "No, Marina, I think you'll be even more beautiful when you're chubby." I let my gaze drift down to her breasts, imagining how they would swell and strain against her clothes, threatening to tear the fabric with their massive size.
Marina blushed deeply, her cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink as she caught my meaning. Her grandmother laughed heartily, oblivious to the undercurrent of desire that passed between us. We finished our breakfast quickly, the tension between Marina and me growing more palpable with each passing moment. She shot me angry looks, clearly frustrated by my teasing, but I could see the spark of desire in her eyes, the anticipation of what was to come.
As we finished eating, I turned to Marina and said, "Marina, I would like you to come with me on a date. We can explore the city, have lunch at a nice restaurant, and maybe even catch a movie. What do you say?" I made sure her grandmother heard every word, my voice filled with promise and intent.
Before Marina could respond, her grandmother interjected enthusiastically, "Yeah, that would be perfect, Marina. You should go out with your boyfriend and enjoy yourselves. Now that I'm healthy, I can take care of myself. You deserve to be happy, my dear."
Marina's eyes welled up with tears, overcome with emotion at seeing her grandmother so happy and supportive. She hugged her grandmother tightly, her voice choked with tears. "Thank you, Grandma. I love you so much."
Her grandmother patted her back gently, teasing her, "Why are you crying in front of your boyfriend? He'll think you're a crybaby."
I watched the scene unfold, a mix of tenderness and raw desire coursing through me. I couldn't wait to get Marina alone, to feel her body pressed against mine, to hear her moans of pleasure as I claimed her completely. I imagined the taste of her lips, the feel of her soft skin under my fingertips, and the sound of her breathy gasps as I explored every inch of her body.
As Marina pulled away from her grandmother, I stood up and offered her my hand. "Shall we go, Marina? The city awaits."
Marina looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She placed her hand in mine, her fingers trembling slightly as she nodded. "Yes, Jack. Let's go on our date."
Her grandmother beamed at us, her eyes shining with happiness and approval. "Have a wonderful time, you two. I'll be here, waiting to hear all about your adventures."
I led Marina out of the house, my hand firmly gripping hers. As we approached the car, I handed her the keys, a smirk playing on my lips. "It's your day today, so you drive," I said, knowing that I was at her mercy, both literally and figuratively.
Marina smiled, taking the keys from me, and we got into the car. She started the engine, her expression serious as she focused on the road ahead. I didn't even ask where she was taking me; it didn't matter. All I cared about was being with her, exploring this undeniable chemistry between us.
As she drove, I let my gaze wander over her body, taking in the curve of her breasts, the slim line of her waist, the flare of her hips. I could feel my cock stirring, hardening as I imagined the delights that lay hidden beneath her clothes. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, I slowly and secretly placed my hand on her thigh, feeling the smooth, warm skin beneath my fingertips.
Marina gasped softly, her breath hitching as she felt my touch. "Hmmmm, Jack, don't. I'm driving," she protested weakly, her eyes darting to mine before returning to the road.
I smiled wickedly, my hand inching higher up her thigh. "Marina, you were quite bold teasing me like that, with your grandmother right beside you. Aren't you afraid you'll be caught now?" I murmured, my voice low and husky with desire.
Marina's breath hitched again, and she reached down, her fingers brushing against mine as she guided my hand to her panties, letting me feel the damp heat that pooled there. "Aaaaaah, don't, Jack...." she moaned softly, her eyes pleading with me. "Who...who was the one who started teasing me?" she reminded me, her voice breathless with need.
I couldn't resist the invitation, flicking my finger against her clit through the soaked fabric of her panties, making her moan again, louder this time. "Aaaaaah," she gasped, her body trembling slightly as she struggled to maintain her focus on the road.
I leaned in, my voice a low growl in her ear. "That's right, Marina. I started it, and I'm going to finish it. I'm going to make you cum so hard, you'll see stars. But for now, just drive, baby. Drive while I make you feel good."
Marina was completely focused on driving as I continued to tease her pussy, my fingers rubbing her clit in tight, insistent circles. Her moans filled the car, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Aaaaaah, ah, aaaaaaah, aaaaaah, hmmmmm," she panted, her knuckles white as she gripped the steering wheel, her body trembling on the edge of release.
I could feel her pussy dripping, her juices soaking through her panties, coating my fingers with her slick, hot arousal. I knew she was close, so close to cumming, but I didn't want to let her. Not yet. I wanted to draw out her pleasure, to make her desperate and needy for me.
I pulled my hand back, bringing my fingers to my mouth, licking her juices from them with a low groan. "Mmm, delicious. I want more of that," I murmured, my voice husky with desire.
Marina bit her lower lip, her eyes darting to mine, a mix of shyness and embarrassment in their depths. I could see the question in her eyes, the plea for more.
I smirked, teasing her. "Why, Marina? Do you want me to continue?" I asked, my voice a low, seductive purr.
Marina looked at me with slutty, angry eyes, her thighs clenched tightly together, trying to alleviate the ache I had ignited between them. Seeing her like that, I laughed, a low, teasing sound that only served to fuel her anger.
She shot me a glare, her eyes sparking with frustration and desire, and pressed the accelerator harder, driving like an angry lioness eager to pounce.
She didn't say a word the entire journey, her focus solely on the road ahead. Soon, we reached our destination, and I stepped out of the car, taking in the vibrant atmosphere of the amusement park she had chosen. I walked around to the driver's side and opened the door, finding Marina still seated, her legs pressed firmly together.
"What's wrong, Marina? Let's go. This place looks amazing. It's going to be fun," I said, my voice laced with amusement and curiosity.
Marina looked up at me, her eyes a mix of anger and embarrassment. "It's all your fault," she hissed. "I can't walk like this."
I raised an eyebrow, smirking as I realized the extent of her predicament. I leaned down, spreading her legs apart to reveal the evidence of her arousal. Her juices had soaked through her panties, dripping down her thighs, the sight sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through me.
Marina looked away, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Don't look," she pleaded. "Do you have anything to clean it up, like a tissue?"
I smiled wickedly, an idea forming in my mind. "Don't worry, I have a better idea," I murmured, dropping to my knees before she could protest.
Marina looked at me warily, her eyes wide with a mix of apprehension and anticipation. "What...what's the idea? Don't think about doing anything crazy, Jack," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.
I didn't give her a chance to react, spreading her legs wide and leaning in to lick her juices with my tongue. Marina moaned, her head falling back against the seat as she gasped, "Hmmmm, aaaaaah, Jack...don't...aaaaah, I'm still sensitive there."
I ignored her pleas, my tongue lapping at her thighs, savoring the taste of her arousal. I didn't stop until I had licked every last drop, her panties now soaked and clinging to her skin.
I looked up at her, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "You should take these off," I suggested, my voice husky with desire. "You don't want to catch a cold, do you?"
Marina protested weakly, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. "Jack...don't...it's embarrassing."
I leaned in closer, my voice a low growl in her ear. "Don't you think it will be even more exciting to walk around here without panties? All those people, completely oblivious to the fact that you're bare and dripping underneath that dress." I nodded towards the bustling amusement park, my eyes locked onto hers, daring her to take the risk.
Marina bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with a mix of trepidation and arousal. She knew she was playing with fire, but the allure of the flames was too intense to resist. She looked at me, her expression serious and searching. "Do you really want that, Jack? Does the thought of me walking around here bare and exposed make you happy?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I held her gaze, my eyes dark with desire as I nodded slowly. "Yeah, it does," I admitted, my voice husky with need. "The thought of you being so daring and naughty drives me crazy, Marina. I want to know that you're willing to take risks, to push boundaries with me."
Marina blushed deeply, her eyes casting downwards as she conceded, "Okay, Jack. I'll do it. But close the door and promise me you won't peek. I need a moment to myself."
I stepped back, a smirk playing on my lips as I agreed, "Okay, no peeking. But I really want to see you, Marina. I want to see all of you, bare and exposed for me." I closed the door, giving her the privacy she needed, my heart pounding with anticipation.
After just a minute, the car door opened, and Marina stepped out, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and excitement. I glanced inside the car, my smile widening as I spotted her discarded panties on the seat, the lace fabric damp and crumpled.
I turned back to Marina, my eyes roaming over her body, taking in the subtle changes in her demeanor. She stood a little taller, her shoulders back, her chin lifted in a mix of defiance and pride. I could see the faint outline of her hardened nipples pressing against the fabric of her dress, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
I stepped closer to her, my voice a low growl as I murmured, "Thank you, Marina." I pulled her into my arms, my hands sliding down to cup her bare ass, squeezing the firm, supple flesh as I pressed her against me. I could feel the heat of her pussy, the barely-there brush of her pubic hair against my thigh as she gasped, her eyes widening with a mix of shock and desire.
"Jack," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper as she melted into my touch, her body pressing against mine in silent invitation. I knew that this was just the beginning, that our adventure was only just starting to unfold. And I couldn't wait to see what other risks and rewards lay ahead for us.
I claimed Marina's mouth with a fierce, passionate kiss, my tongue delving deep as she moaned and kissed me back with equal fervor. I could taste her desire, her need, her excitement. Breaking the kiss, I took her hand, lacing my fingers with hers as we walked into the amusement park together, ready to explore the thrills and adventures that awaited us.
As we ventured deeper into the park, I noticed Marina's gait had changed. Her legs were pressed closely together, and her steps were more careful and measured. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear, my voice a low, teasing growl. "Why are you walking like that, Marina? Are you feeling the breeze against your bare pussy? Does it make you feel exposed? Vulnerable? Like a dirty little secret that only I know?"
Marina blushed deeply, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension, but she didn't say a word. I took her hand, leading her towards the roller coaster ride. We lined up, the anticipation building with each passing moment. I guided her to the last row, a two-seater hidden from view by the rows of people in front of us. The privacy offered the perfect opportunity for more wicked games.
As the roller coaster started its ascent, the clicking of the tracks and the screams of the other riders filled the air. Marina's excitement was palpable, her eyes wide with thrill as she gripped my hand tightly. I leaned in, my voice a low murmur in her ear. "Are you ready for the ride of your life, Marina?"
She nodded eagerly, her breath coming in short, excited gasps. As the roller coaster reached its peak and began its descent, the world around us became a blur of screams and rushing wind. I took the opportunity to slide my hand up Marina's thigh, my fingers tracing the smooth, bare skin until I reached her pussy. I could feel the heat radiating from her, the slick wetness that betrayed her arousal.
I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear as I murmured, "Marina, did you shave your pussy for me? Did you make it nice and smooth, ready for my touch, my tongue, my cock?"
Marina blushed deeply, her eyes meeting mine as she nodded slightly, her breath hitching at my words. The knowledge that she had prepared herself for me sent a surge of lust coursing through my veins, my cock hardening at the thought of her naked and spread out for me.
I pressed my fingers against her folds, feeling the slick, hot wetness that coated them. Even amidst the chaos of the roller coaster, I could hear her moans, soft and breathy, a testament to the pleasure that coursed through her body. I rubbed my fingers against her, teasing her, tantalizing her, but never quite pushing inside. Her pussy grew wetter with each passing moment, her body trembling with need and desire.
As the roller coaster ride came to an end, I pulled my hand back, my fingers glistening with her juices. I grinned at her, holding my fingers up for her to see. "Look at this, Marina. Look at how wet you are for me," I murmured, my voice husky with desire.
Marina blushed deeply, her eyes wide with a mix of embarrassment and lust as she looked at my fingers, coated with her arousal. I pressed my fingers against her lips, my voice a low, commanding voice. "Lick it, Marina. Taste yourself for me."
She hesitated for a moment, her eyes locked onto mine, before parting her lips and taking my fingers into her mouth. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around my fingers, licking them clean of her juices. The sight sent a wave of lust crashing through me, my cock throbbing with the need to be inside her.
As the roller coaster came to a stop, Marina adjusted her dress, her legs clenched tightly together, her body trembling slightly from the lingering adrenaline and arousal. I wrapped my arm around her waist, steadying her as we walked out of the ride, her body leaning against mine for support. We explored the amusement park, taking in various rides and attractions, but I could see Marina's gaze continually drawn to the Ferris wheel.
"Want to take a ride?" I asked, nodding towards the towering structure. Marina nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement.
We climbed into the cabin, a closed, intimate space designed for two. As the Ferris wheel began its ascent, Marina sat opposite me, her eyes taking in the breathtaking view of the park and the city beyond. I watched her, my gaze drawn to the flush of her cheeks, the rise and fall of her chest, the way her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
Unable to resist the pull any longer, I reached out, pulling Marina into my arms and guiding her to sit on my lap. My cock was already hard and throbbing, pressing insistently against her. Marina gasped as she felt my length against her, her eyes widening in surprise. "Aaah, Jack," she breathed, trying to shift away, but I held her tightly, not letting her escape.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as I murmured, "Feel that, Marina? Feel how hard I am for you? That's what you do to me. That's how badly I want to be inside you, fucking you, claiming you."
Marina blushed deeply, her body trembling at my words. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I took the opportunity to trace the shell of her ear with my tongue, eliciting a shiver of pleasure from her. "Hhmmmmm," she moaned softly, her body melting against mine.
I continued my assault on her senses, my voice a low growl in her ear. "I want to fuck you right here, Marina. I want to feel your tight, wet pussy clenching around my cock as we ride this Ferris wheel. I want to hear you scream my name as you cum, knowing that anyone could hear us, could see us."
Marina's breath hitched, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and apprehension. "Jack," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "We can't. Not here. Someone might see."
I smirked, my hands sliding up her thighs, my fingers brushing against her bare, soaked pussy. "That's the point, Marina. The thrill of maybe getting caught. The excitement of doing something so fucking dirty and hot in public. Don't tell me you're not turned on by that thought."
Marina bit her lower lip, her eyes locked onto mine as she ground against my cock, her body betraying her true desires. I could feel her pussy growing wetter, her hips moving in a rhythm that matched the cadence of the Ferris wheel. I knew that she was mine for the taking, and I was more than ready to give her the ride of her life.
I claimed Marina's mouth with a deep, passionate French kiss, my tongue exploring every corner as I groped her body, my hands squeezing and teasing her curves. She moaned into my mouth, "Hmmmmm," her body pressed against mine, her hips grinding against my hard cock.
I shifted her position, turning her to face me, her legs wrapping around my waist as she straddled me. I could feel the heat of her bare pussy pressing against my cock, the thin fabric of my pants the only barrier between us. I thrust my hips upwards, my cock poking against her, a tantalizing promise of what was to come.
"Marina," I growled, my voice husky with need. "I want to put it inside you. I want to feel your tight, wet pussy clenching around my cock. I want to fuck you right here, right now."
Marina's eyes widened, a mix of fear and desire flashing across her face. "Jack, don't," she pleaded, her voice trembling with embarrassment and apprehension. "Someone will see us. Please, I promise I'll give it to you tonight. Just not here, not now."
I could see the genuine discomfort in her eyes, the way her body tensed at the thought of being caught. I decided to change my tactics, a wicked smile playing on my lips as I nodded, an evil glint in my eyes. I was going to punish her, tease her, push her to the edge of her desires, and leave her begging for more.
I grabbed her waist, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I began to move her back and forth, her bare pussy rubbing against my hard cock, still trapped inside my pants. The friction was intense, the heat between us growing with each passing moment. Marina moaned, her head falling back as she gasped, "Aaaaaah, Jack, don't...."
I smirked my voice a low slutty murmur in her ear. "Don't what, Marina? Don't make you feel good? Don't make you cum? Don't make you scream my name loud enough for the whole park to hear?"
Marina's breath hitched, her body trembling as I continued to grind her against me. The cabin of the Ferris wheel filled with the sounds of her moans and the wet, slick noises of her pussy rubbing against my cock. I could feel her growing wetter, her body responding to my touch, her hips moving in sync with mine.
As the Ferris wheel reached the top, I stood up, letting Marina turn around to see the view of the city. She had difficulty standing, her legs shaking from the intense pleasure and anticipation. I hugged her from behind, pressing my cock against her ass, poking her firmly.
"Marina, look at this beautiful view," I murmured, my voice husky with desire. "Feel my cock against your ass, waiting to tear you apart and be inside you."
I hugged her tightly, pressing her ass backward against my cock. I noticed that my pants were slightly wet from Marina's pussy, the evidence of her arousal clear. Marina moaned, "Aaaaaaah," as she felt the tightness against her ass, the pressure of my cock making her tremble.
The Ferris wheel slowly started moving down, and I turned Marina to face me, my voice stern. "Marina, look at what you did. You made my pants wet. Do you want people to think I peed in my pants?" I pressed my hand against her pussy, punishing her with a firm touch.
Marina looked down at the wet marks on my pants, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Sorry...I...I..." she murmured, her voice trailing off as she took in the sight. Then, her tone shifted, a hint of anger and a smirk playing on her lips. "It's your fault anyway. You were the one who did this." She looked at my pants, a satisfied gleam in her eyes, thinking that now I would be embarrassed like her, walking around with the evidence of our encounter.
I pressed my hand against her pussy with more pressure, making her moan deeply, "Hhhmmmmmm." I leaned in, my voice a low, threatening growl in her ear. "Marina, what do you think will happen if I put just one finger inside you right now?"
Marina's breath hitched, her eyes widening in a mix of fear and desire. "No, Jack, don't," she gasped, her voice trembling with urgency. "I'm sorry for teasing you. Please, I won't be able to hold back. I'll make a mess, Jack. Please don't do this to me."
I smirked, feeling a rush of power and lust. "You think I care if you make a mess, Marina? You think I give a fuck if everyone in this park knows that I'm fingering you, making you scream, making you cum? I want them to know. I want them to see the ecstasy on your face, to hear your screams of pleasure."
Marina shook her head, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Jack, please. I can't. I won't be able to control myself. I'll squirt, Jack. I'll squirt all over your hand, all over this cabin. Please don't make me do this."
I grinned wickedly, my fingers tracing the outline of her pussy lips through her dress, feeling the heat and wetness that radiated from her. "That's the point, Marina. I want you to squirt. I want you to lose control. I want you to be a dirty, desperate mess, all because of me. And I want everyone to know it."
Marina's body trembled, her eyes filled with a mix of terror and desire. She knew she was playing with fire, and she knew that I was the one holding the match, ready to ignite her world at any moment.
I pressed her pussy lips tightly, my fingers digging into her soft, wet flesh. Marina moaned, her head falling back as she gasped, "Aaaaaah, Jack...please...." The Ferris wheel was nearing the bottom, and I relented, releasing her pussy. My hand was covered in her slick, sticky juice, the evidence of her arousal glistening on my fingers.
I brought my fingers to my nose, inhaling deeply, the sweet, musky scent of her pussy filling my senses. My cock throbbed hard, aching with the need to be inside her. Marina blushed deeply, her eyes wide with embarrassment and desire as she watched me.
I held her gaze, my voice a low, husky growl as I slipped my fingers into my mouth, licking them clean. "Marina, it's just like my tongue is tasting your pussy, licking you deep inside, making you want to squirt all over my face."
Marina's breath hitched, her eyes glazing over with lust as she imagined the scene. I could see her body responding to my words, her nipples hardening beneath her dress, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
I leaned in, my voice a low murmur in her ear. "That's what I want, Marina. I want to feel your pussy juices all over my face. I want to taste you, to drink you in, to make you scream my name as you cum hard all over me."
Marina's body shuddered, her eyes filled with a mix of desperation and need. She knew that she was mine, that I was the one in control, and that I was going to push her to her limits and beyond. As the Ferris wheel came to a stop, I knew that our day was far from over, and that the true adventures were just beginning.
I quickly pulled my shirt out to cover the wet spot on my pants, and Marina smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling with amusement and lingering desire. I hugged her waist tightly as the Ferris wheel reached the bottom, and we stepped out, her body leaning against mine for support.
As we walked through the park, I noticed Marina eyeing the ice cream stand with a longing look. I steered her towards it, and we stopped in front of the colorful display of flavors. I turned to her, my voice playful and teasing. "Marina, do you like ice cream?"
She nodded eagerly, her eyes scanning the options before settling on a creamy, decadent-looking scoop. I ordered it for her, handing her the cone with a smirk. "Here you go, Marina. I hope you enjoy it."
As she took a lick, her eyes fluttering closed in pleasure, I leaned in, my voice a low, seductive murmur in her ear. "You know, Marina, I have a different kind of cream that I want to give you. A cream that's hot, thick, and all for you."
Marina's eyes widened, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she realized my meaning. She took another lick of her ice cream, her eyes locked onto mine, a mix of shock and intrigue playing across her face. Her tongue darted out, slowly and deliberately licking the cream, a silent promise of what she wanted to do to me.
I grinned wickedly, my voice laced with innuendo. "Imagine it, Marina. My hot, thick cream filling you up, dripping down your thighs, coating your pussy. You'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd like to feel my cum deep inside you, marking you, making you mine completely."
Marina's breath hitched, her body trembling at my words. She took another lick of her ice cream, her eyes never leaving mine, a silent acknowledgment of her desire and anticipation. Her legs clenched tightly together, trying to alleviate the ache that was building between them.
My cock throbbed hard, pressing painfully against my pants as I watched Marina lick her lips, her eyes filled with a mix of innocence and lust. I knew I had to have her, to claim her completely. But first, I wanted to tease her, to build her anticipation until she was begging for my touch.
After she finished her ice cream, I leaned in, my voice a low murmur in her ear. "Let's go, Marina. I want to take you somewhere special."
Marina looked at me, her eyes filled with trust and desire. "Where are we going, Jack?"
I smirked, a sense of mischief and excitement coursing through me. "You'll see. Come on, let's go to the mall."
As we drove to the mall, Marina's stomach rumbled loudly, and she blushed slightly as she looked at me. I smiled, my voice filled with genuine concern. "Are you hungry, Marina?"
Marina nodded, her eyes soft and grateful. "Yes, I am a little hungry."
"Let's go get some lunch," I said, eager to take care of her needs. I drove the car swiftly, navigating the streets with a sense of urgency until we reached the mall. I parked quickly and took her hand, leading her toward the cafeteria with a purposeful stride.
As we began to eat, Marina looked up at me, her eyes filled with emotion. "Jack, thank you," she said softly. "For everything you've done for me. For making me feel so...so special, so alive."
I reached across the table, taking her hand in mine, my voice filled with sincerity and love. "Marina, you are my girlfriend, my partner, my everything. I will do anything to make you happy, to see you smile. I want to be the one to take care of you, to protect you, to love you forever."
Marina's eyes welled up with tears, her heart swelling with emotion. She squeezed my hand, her voice barely a whisper. "I love you, Jack. I love you so much."
I smiled, my heart filled with warmth and happiness. "I love you too, my Marina."
After lunch, I took Marina shopping. She tried to refuse at first, but I insisted. "You're my girlfriend, Marina. I want you to have the best of everything. I want you to look and feel like the queen you are."
We visited various stores, and I bought Marina an array of beautiful, provocative dresses, each one designed to showcase her curves and make her feel like the sexiest woman alive. I also picked out a special gift for her grandmother, wanting to show my appreciation for the woman who had raised such a tantalizing creature.
As we walked through the mall, I spotted a lingerie store, my cock throbbing with anticipation. I turned to Marina, my voice a low, seductive purr. "Marina, I want to see you in something special, something that's just for me. Something that will make my cock hard."
Marina looked at the store, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of crimson as she imagined the delights that lay within. "Jack," she breathed, her voice trembling with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. "I...I don't know if I can."
I took her hand, my voice firm and commanding. "Yes, you can, Marina. And you will. I want to see you in the sexiest, most revealing lingerie this store has to offer. I want to imagine you wearing it for me, your body on display, your curves begging for my touch."
Marina's breath hitched, her eyes filled with a mix of trepidation and lust as I pulled her gently into the store. The air was thick with the scent of silk and lace, the sound of soft music and whispered promises filling our senses.
As we entered the lingerie store, I couldn't help but notice the array of sexy and provocative pieces displayed throughout. A female assistant approached us, her eyes scanning Marina and me with a knowing smile. "Can I help you find anything today?" she asked, her voice laced with innuendo.
I wrapped my arm possessively around Marina's waist, pulling her close to me. "No, thank you. I'm here to accompany my girlfriend. We'll take a look ourselves," I replied, my voice firm and dismissive.
Marina blushed deeply, her eyes casting downwards as she tried to hide her embarrassment. I led her further into the store, my eyes scanning the racks of lingerie, searching for the perfect piece that would make my cock throb and my mouth water.
As we browsed, I spotted a black lingerie set that made my breath hitch with desire. The top was a delicate, sheer black bra that would barely cover Marina's nipples, the fabric so sheer it would leave nothing to the imagination. The matching panties were a slick, thin line of fabric that would sit low on her hips, the open design leaving her pussy folds exposed and ready for my touch, my taste, my claim.
I held up the set, my voice a low growl in Marina's ear. "What do you think, Marina? Do you like this one? Because I fucking love it. I can imagine you in it, your body on display, your curves begging for my touch. I can see your hard nipples straining against the fabric, your wet pussy glistening with need."
Marina's breath hitched, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and desire as she took in the provocative set. "Jack," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. "It's...it's so revealing. I...I don't know if I can wear that."
I smirked, my voice laced with command and promise. "Yes, you can, Marina. And you will. You will wear it for me, and you will love every second of it. You will love the way it makes you feel, the way it makes me look at you, the way it makes me want to fuck you senseless."
I looked around the store and spotted the trial room, a private, intimate space where Marina could try on the provocative lingerie I had selected. I took her hand, pulling her gently towards the room, the black lingerie set clutched in my other hand.
"Marina, go and try this on," I commanded, my voice low and firm as I held out the set.
Marina looked at the lingerie, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of crimson as she imagined herself wearing the revealing pieces. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire.
As Marina shyly took the lingerie from my hand and stepped into the trial room, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation and desire. The thought of her slipping into that provocative, barely-there set made my heart race and my cock throb with need.
I leaned against the wall outside the trial room, my mind racing with vivid images of Marina slipping into the provocative lingerie. I could almost feel the softness of her skin, hear the sounds of her breath hitching as she touched herself, and see the desire in her eyes as she anticipated my reaction. The thought of her, nearly naked and waiting for me, sent a surge of lust through my veins.
Unable to wait any longer, I decided to take a peek. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I noticed another woman approaching with a lingerie set in hand, clearly intending to use the trial room. I quickly intercepted her, my voice firm and possessive. "My girlfriend is in there," I said, leaving no room for argument.
The woman apologized and moved to the adjacent trial room, leaving me alone with my thoughts and desires. I looked around, noticing that the trial rooms were tucked away in a private corner of the store, offering a sense of seclusion and intimacy.
I couldn't resist the urge to slip into the dressing room, to corner Marina against the wall, and whisper every dirty thought in my mind until she was trembling and wet.
I wanted to hear her gasp my name, to feel her nails clawing at my back as she begged me to take her, rough and raw. But first, I activated my ability, 'Hand of Arousal', knowing that every touch would leave her quivering and desperate for more.
With a quick glance to ensure no one was watching, I slowly knocked on Marina's door. The door creaked open slightly, and Marina peeked out, her eyes wide with surprise.
Marina said peeking out " Jack wait a minute I'll be out soon " and wanted to close the door.
I quickly wedged my foot in the doorway, preventing her from closing it. "Marina, let me in," I insisted, my voice low and firm. "I want to see you. I want to help you."
Marina hesitated, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "Jack, I...I'm not ready yet," she stammered, trying to keep the door closed.
I leaned in, my voice a soft but commanding murmur. "Marina, you look incredible. I just want to make sure everything fits perfectly. Let me help you."
She bit her lower lip, her resolve weakening as she considered my offer. I could see the internal struggle playing out in her eyes, the battle between her modesty and her desire to please me. I gently pushed the door open further, stepping into the trial room and closing the door behind me, ensuring our privacy.
The room was small and intimate, the dim lighting casting a soft glow over Marina's body. She stood before me, her cheeks flushed with a deep blush, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The black lingerie clung to her curves, the sheer fabric leaving little to the imagination. Her hard nipples were visible through the bra, and the panties did nothing to hide the tantalizing glimpse of her pussy folds.
I stepped closer, my voice a low growl as I took her in. "Marina, you look absolutely stunning. This lingerie was made for you."
I lifted her chin gently but firmly, forcing her to meet my gaze. Her eyes were wide and filled with a mix of embarrassment and burgeoning lust.
I could see the rise and fall of her chest, the flush of her skin, and the slight tremble of her body under my touch. I knew she was on the edge, ready to be pushed over.
Marina whispered shyly, her voice barely audible, "I am so embarrassed." Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she tried to hide her nipples and pussy with her hands, her body trembling slightly with a mix of nervousness and arousal. I could see the genuine discomfort in her eyes, the way she bit her lower lip, trying to avoid my gaze.
I stepped closer, my presence dominating the small space of the trial room. I gently but firmly grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands away from her body, and exposing her to my hungry, appreciative gaze. "Don't hide from me, Marina," I commanded my voice a low growl filled with desire and authority. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Your body is fucking incredible, and I want to see all of it."
"Marina," I growled softly, my voice laced with raw desire. "You think you're embarrassed now? Just wait until I fuck you so hard that everyone in this store hears your screams. You should be embarrassed about how wet you're going to make this lingerie, how much of a mess you're going to be when I'm done with you."
I ran my hands down her arms, feeling the goosebumps rise under my touch, before gripping her waist tightly. I pulled her against me, letting her feel the hard bulge of my cock pressing against her stomach. "Feel that, Marina? That's what you do to me. You make me so fucking hard that I can barely think straight."
I spun her around, pushing her against the mirror, my body pressing against hers from behind. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, "Look at yourself, Marina. Look at how fucking sexy you are. Watch as I touch you, as I make you mine."
I let my hands roam over her body, squeezing her breasts through the sheer fabric of the bra, pinching her hard nipples between my fingers. Marina gasped, her body arching against mine. I slid one hand down her stomach, slipping it beneath the waistband of her panties, feeling the slick, hot wetness that awaited me.
" Hmmmmm Jack," she moaned softly, her voice filled with need and desperation. "Please, someone might hear us, might see us."
I chuckled, a low, dirty sound as I slid one finger into her tight, wet pussy, making her gasp again. "Let them hear, Marina. Let them see. Let them know that you're my dirty little slut, that you're here for my pleasure, for my cock. Let them know that I'm fucking you, claiming you, making you mine."
Marina blushed deeply, her cheeks flushing a shade of crimson that betrayed her mix of embarrassment and arousal. "Jack...don't..." she whispered, her voice trembling with a hint of pleading. But I knew she wanted this, needed this, even if she was too shy to admit it.
I reached out, my fingers finding her hard nipples through the sheer fabric of her lingerie. I pinched them, rolling them between my thumb and forefinger, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. She threw her head back, a moan escaping her lips, "Aaaaah, Jack..."
Her eyes met mine, wide and filled with a mix of shock and desire. I could see the pleading in her gaze, the silent beg for more, even as she blushed with embarrassment.
She bit her lower lip, trying to suppress another moan as I continued to tease her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure and pain straight to her core. Her breath hitched, and her body trembled with each pinch, each twist, each deliberate touch designed to drive her wild.
I ran my hands down her body, feeling her smooth, soft skin until I reached her cunt. Her pussy lips were already exposed, framed perfectly by the cut-out design of her lingerie, giving me a filthy view of her wet, eager hole. I could see her juices glistening, the clear sign of her arousal, and it made my cock rock-hard and throbbing, desperate to fuck her.
I rubbed her clit hard through the lingerie, the fabric adding a layer of friction that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her. Marina moaned, her voice a mix of desperation and ecstasy as she tried to suppress her sounds. "Aaaaaah, aaah, hmmmmm," she gasped, her body arching against my touch, her hips grinding against my hand.
"Look at you, Marina," I growled, my voice low and filled with lust. "Look at how wet you are, how ready you are for me. Your pussy is fucking dripping, begging for my touch, my cock. You can't hide it, can't deny it."
"Hmmmm, aaah, Jack, don't aaaaah,'' she moaned as I pressed harder against her clit, grinding it in tight, relentless circles. Her body writhed with every movement, her moans growing louder and more desperate. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as her pussy clenched, teetering on the brink of an explosive orgasm.
Marina's breath grew more ragged, her body trembling with intensifying desire as the Hand of Arousal worked its magic. I could see the flush on her cheeks deepening, her eyes glazing over with pure, unadulterated lust. She was becoming more and more aroused with every touch, every whispered command.
I continued to tease her, my fingers dancing over her clit, my mouth exploring her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. I could feel her body responding to me, her hips grinding against my hand, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She was on the verge of climax, her body trembling with need and anticipation.
But just as she was about to reach the peak, I stopped. I pulled my hand away, a smirk playing on my lips as I watched her reaction. Marina's eyes flew open, a mix of shock and annoyance flashing across her face. She had been so close, so ready to come undone, and now she was left hanging, her body aching with unfulfilled desire.
"Hmmm, Jack... please,'' she whimpered, her voice thick with lust and desperation. Her body trembled with need, her pussy aching for release.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear, my breath hot and heavy on her neck. I let my voice drop to a low, commanding growl, sending shivers down her spine. ''Marina, you little slut, tell me what you want. Beg for it like the hungry whore you are. Don't you care if someone hears your filthy little sounds?''
I teased her, my lips grazing her ear, my tongue flicking out to trace the delicate shell. She moaned softly, ''Hmmmmm,'' her body melted against mine.
I whispered, my voice a dark, seductive promise, ''I saw a woman slip into the dressing room next door. She's probably pressing her ear against the wall right now, listening to your hungry moans, your slutty pleas. She's getting off on hearing you beg, hearing you fall apart.''
I let my hand wander, my fingers tracing the curve of her jaw, the line of her throat, before sliding down to tease the swell of her breasts. Marina's breath hitched, her body arching into my touch. ''Jack...'' she gasped, her voice a desperate plea. ''Please...''
I smiled against her skin, my teeth nipping at her earlobe. ''Please what, Marina? Please make you cum? Please fuck you senseless? Say it, Marina. Tell me what you need."
I let my hand slide up her thigh, my fingers tracing the edge of her soaked pussy lips, making her gasp and shiver. ''You like that, don't you? You like the thought of her hearing you, listening to you beg for my cock. Now tell me, what do you want me to do to you? Do you want me to fuck you hard and fast, right here, right now? Or do you want me to make you wait, make you beg, make you earn it?''
Marina's breath hitched, her eyes glazed over with lust and need. Her hips bucked against my hand, seeking more pressure, more friction. ''Jack... please,'' she begged again, her voice barely a whisper. ''Please, I need it. I need you to fuck me. I don't care who hears. I don't care who knows. Just please, fuck me now.''
I crushed my lips against Marina's, kissing her hard and passionately, claiming her mouth with a ferocity that left her breathless. My tongue invaded her mouth, exploring every corner, tangling with hers in a dance of pure, unadulterated lust. I could feel her body melting against mine, her breath hitching as she tried to keep up with my intense, demanding kiss.
Marina moaned into my mouth, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my flesh as she clung to me. I could feel her body trembling with need and desire, her hips grinding against mine, seeking the friction and release she so desperately craved.
I pulled away slightly, leaving her gasping for air, her lips swollen and glistening from our intense kiss. I looked into her eyes, seeing the raw, primal need reflected back at me. I smirked, knowing that she was putty in my hands, ready and willing to do anything I asked.
"That's just a taste of what's to come, Marina," I growled, my voice low and filled with promise. "Now, be a good girl and show me how much you want this. Show me how much you need my cock."
Marina's voice trembled with desperation and need as she whispered, "Jack...I can't take it anymore." Her body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for release. She reached out, her hands finding my crotch, feeling the hard bulge of my cock straining against my pants. With a sense of urgency, she quickly unzipped my pants and pulled them down, freeing my throbbing cock.
Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of my thick, hard cock, the head already glistening with precum. Her breath hitched, a mix of excitement and apprehension flashing across her face. "Jack, it's so big," she breathed, her voice filled with awe and a hint of fear.
I pulled her close to me, my arms wrapping around her tightly, feeling her heart racing against my chest. My hand slipped between her legs, rubbing her pussy hard through the soaked fabric of her lingerie. Marina moaned, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. "Hmmmm, aaaaah," she gasped, her body grinding against my touch.
I leaned in, my voice a low, dirty growl in her ear. "Marina...are you ready to get your tight little pussy stretched by my big cock?" I murmured, my cock throbbing at the thought of being buried deep inside her.
Marina looked down at my cock, her eyes wide with a mix of desire and uncertainty. "Hmmm, aaah, aaaah, it's too big," she breathed, her voice filled with a hint of fear. "I don't know whether I can take it or not, Jack."
I smirked, a wicked glint in my eyes. "Don't worry, Marina. I'll make sure you're ready. I'll make sure you can take every fucking inch of me," I promised, my voice filled with dark desire. I rubbed her clit in slow, deliberate circles, feeling her body respond to my touch, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
I slipped two fingers inside her, feeling her tight, wet heat clenching around me. Marina moaned, her body arching against my touch. I began to fuck her with my fingers, stretching her, preparing her for what was to come. I could feel her body responding, her hips moving in time with my thrusts, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps.
" Aaaaah Jack," she moaned, her voice filled with need and desperation. "Please, I need you. I need you to fuck me. I need you to stretch my pussy with your big cock. I want to feel you deep inside me, filling me up, making me scream."
I leaned down, my voice a low, dirty growl in Marina's ear as I thrust my hips against her, rubbing my cock between her thighs, coating myself in her wetness. "Marina, do you know how long my cock has been aching to be inside you?" I murmured, my voice filled with raw, primal lust.
Marina's breath hitched, her body trembling with need and desperation as she felt my thick, hard cock throbbing against her. She clenched her thighs even tighter around me, increasing the friction, the sensation driving her wild.
Her hand reached down, grabbing my cock and pressing it firmly against her clit, rubbing herself with my length. "Aaaaaah, I want it," she moaned, her voice filled with urgent desire.
I groaned at the feeling of her hand on my cock, the way she was using me to pleasure herself, sending waves of lust coursing through my veins. I could feel her wetness coating my cock, her hips grinding against me, seeking the release she so desperately needed.
"Fuck, Marina," I whispered, my voice low and filled with dirty lust. "You're so fucking hot like this. So desperate, so needy. I love seeing you like this, love seeing you use my cock to get yourself off."
Marina moaned, her body arching against mine, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Jack," she breathed, her voice filled with desperation and need. "Please, I need you. I need you to fuck me. I need you inside me. I can't take this anymore. I need you to make me cum."
I smirked, a wicked glint in my eyes as I continued to thrust against her, my cock rubbing against her clit, her hand still gripping me tightly. I could see the pleasure building in her eyes, the desperation in her face as she chased her orgasm. Her body was trembling, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she neared the edge.
Just as she was about to reach her peak, Marina suddenly turned around and stretched her legs apart, presenting me with her ass. She bent over, her back arched, offering herself to me completely. She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and desperation as she took in the sight of my thick, hard cock.
The sight of Marina, bent over and presenting herself to me, sent a surge of primal lust through my veins. My cock throbbed with anticipation, ready to claim her completely. I couldn't resist the urge to mark her, to make her feel the sting of my desire. I raised my hand and brought it down hard on her ass, the sound of the slap echoing through the trial room.
Marina moaned loudly, "Aaaaaah," her body jolting forward from the impact, a red handprint blossoming on her smooth, creamy flesh. I could see the mix of shock and lust in her eyes as she looked back at me, her breath hitching with arousal.
I gripped her hips tightly, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I positioned the head of my cock at her entrance. I could feel the heat of her pussy, the wetness coating my tip as I rubbed it against her folds. "Marina....take it," I commanded, my voice a low, dominant growl.
With a swift, hard thrust, I pushed the head of my cock inside her. Marina moaned loudly, "Aaaaah," her body tensing as I stretched her, filled her. I could feel her pussy clenching around me, her walls gripping my cock tightly as I began to push deeper inside her.
"Fuck, Marina," I groaned, my voice filled with raw, primal lust. "You're so fucking tight. So wet. So fucking perfect."
Just as I was about to bury my entire cock deep inside Marina, a sudden knock at the door froze us both in place. I halted my movements, and Marina's pussy clenched tightly around me, her moans turning into a frustrated whimper.
"Hello... miss, are you okay in there?'' came a voice from just outside the door, tinged with both concern and intrigue. I swiftly activated the AI Lens, the walls becoming transparent, revealing the same woman who had entered the neighboring dressing room. She was now standing right in front of our door, her ear pressed firmly against it, a mix of worry and nosiness etched on her face.
Marina's body tensed beneath me, her breath coming in short, silent gasps. I put a finger to her lips, signaling her to stay quiet. The woman outside waited for a moment, then knocked again, more insistently this time. ''Miss, I heard some noises. Is everything alright?''
I could feel Marina's heart thrashing against my chest, her body convulsing with a mix of anxiety and raw, unbridled lust. I leaned in, my voice a low, obscene growl against her ear, "Should I let the bitch in, Marina? Let her see what a cock-crazed, desperate slut you are for me? Let her watch as you choke on my dick like a good little whore?"
Marina's eyes fluttered, her breath catching as her cunt spasmed around my thick cock, gushing at the thought. I grinned a sadistic and dominating smile, feeding off the power I held over her, the control I exerted over our depraved situation.
"No, Jack... please don't let her in," she begged, shaking her head even as her hips writhed, fucking herself on my cock like a wanton slut. "Please don't let her see me like this—"
I whispered, my lips brushing her sweat-dampened skin, sending shivers down her spine, "Marina, open the fucking door, you dirty little fucktoy. Let her watch as I become invisible, fucking your filthy cunt right in front of her. Let her see what a pathetic, needy slut you are."
I glanced at the woman outside—a voluptuous, cock-hungry slut with her tits barely contained in her lingerie, eager for a dirty show. She was practically salivating, her curiosity piqued by Marina's desperate moans.
"Jack... can you really become invisible?" Marina asked, her voice a breathy, slutty whine. "Can you fuck me... fuck me right in front of her without her knowing?"
I nodded, driving my cock deeper into her soaked pussy, feeling her slick walls clutching at me. "Yeah, you filthy slut, does it make your dirty cunt throb? Does it make you want to cum, thinking you could be my little fuckpig in front of her? That you could take my thick load while she watches your pathetic, needy face?"
"No... Jack, fuck," she whimpered, but her cunt flooded, drenching my cock with her filthy, desperate juices. Her body betrayed her, hips bucking wildly as she fucked herself on my cock, her breath coming in ragged, needy gasps.
Ignoring her pitiful, half-hearted pleas, I reached for the doorknob, unlocking the door as I rammed my cock to the hilt inside Marina. She let out a strangled, guttural scream, "Fuck! Fuck, it's splitting me, ah, Jack! It's so fucking big! It's stretching me so fucking wide!"
I instantly activated my invisibility, vanishing from sight but leaving my thick, throbbing cock buried deep inside her. The woman knocked again, her voice laced with concern and curiosity, "Are you... okay in there? I thought I heard something—"
The door creaked open, and Marina's cunt clamped down on my cock like a vice, her body trembling as she bit back her moans. I held still, my dick pulsing and twitching inside her as Marina quickly stood upright, hands pressing against her pussy, trying desperately to conceal her fucked, stretched hole. The lingerie left her cunt exposed, lips stretched obscenely around my invisible cock, glistening with her filthy juices.
The woman looked at Marina's sweaty, flushed face and her hands desperately trying to hide her stuffed pussy. She licked her lips, her eyes fixated on Marina's barely concealed cunt, and asked, "Are you alright? I heard some... noises and thought you might need a hand. You look... flustered." Her voice was thick with lust, her nipples rock-hard and poking through her lingerie, betraying her arousal.
Marina panted, her voice a shaky, slutty mess. "I-I'm fine, just... just trying something on—" She gasped as I gave her a harsh, brutal thrust, her words dissolving into a needy, desperate whine. "Just... just trying on some... some new lingerie—"
The woman, her eyes lingering on Marina's barely concealed pussy, hesitated before speaking. "Sorry to disturb you... but I wanted to ask, is the handsome guy who was standing outside your boyfriend?" She asked, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of desire.
Marina's pussy tightened even more around my invisible cock, her body trembling at the woman's words. She nodded, a strangled moan escaping her lips. "Hmmmm, yes, he is—" She gasped, her breath hitching as I gave her another harsh, brutal thrust, her body convulsing with pleasure and desperation.
I looked at the woman, my eyes scanning her face as I activated my AI lens, pulling up her information.
Name: Carolina Rivera
Age: 32
Relationship: Married
A smirk played on my lips as I took in the details, my cock throbbing at the thought of fucking Marina in front of this married slut. I could see the lust in Carolina's eyes, the curiosity and desire that was barely concealed behind her innocent facade.
"Oh, I see," Carolina said, her voice a sultry purr as she took in Marina's flushed face and heaving chest. "He's quite the catch, isn't he? You're a lucky girl." Her eyes flicked back down to Marina's hands, desperately trying to hide her stretched, fucked pussy, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as she took in the obscene sight.
Marina whimpered, her body trembling as I gave her another harsh, brutal thrust, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. Carolina smirked, clearly enjoying the show and Marina's pathetic, needy state.
"If you're free later, we could hang out together," Carolina suggested, her voice laced with lust and amusement. "I'll be waiting outside. I have something... personal I want to ask you." Her eyes gleamed with a wicked, knowing look as if she could see right through Marina's desperate, slutty facade.
Marina's eyes widened, her body convulsing with a mix of shock, lust, and desperation. Before she could respond, Carolina turned and walked away, closing the door behind her with a soft click.
As soon as the door shut behind Carolina, I deactivated my invisibility, appearing suddenly behind Marina. She moaned, her voice a long, drawn-out wail of pleasure and desperation as she felt my thick cock still buried deep inside her. "Aaaaaaaah, Jack..... hmmmm—" Her body trembled and shook as I started moving again, my cock slamming into her with relentless force.
"Fuck, Marina," I growled, my voice a low, guttural snarl. "You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you? You love this, don't you? You love being fucked like a pathetic, needy whore while that married slut waits outside, eager to watch you get fucked senseless—"
Marina's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body convulsing with pleasure as I fucked her with wild, brutal abandon. " Aaaah Yes!" She screamed, her voice a breathy, needy whine. "Hmmmmm Yes, Jack, I love it! I love being your dirty little slut! Fuck me, use me, let her watch—" Her words dissolved into a desperate, needy wail as I continued to fuck her, my thick cock stretching and filling her completely.
I grinned, looking down at her pathetic, used-up form, my voice a low, filthy growl. "That's it, you dirty little fucktoy. Take my cock like the desperate, needy slut you are. Let me fuck your filthy cunt until you're nothing but a trembling, cock-hungry mess—"
Marina's body convulsed again, another orgasm tearing through her as she screamed and moaned, her cunt clutching and spasming around my thick, throbbing cock. "Fuck, Jack!" She screamed, her body shaking with the intensity of her pleasure. "I'm cummmming! I'm cummming so fucking hard! Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaah!" Her screams filled the room, her voice a desperate, needy wail as her orgasm ripped through her with relentless force.
I grabbed her by the waist, my fingers digging into her soft, supple flesh as I fucked her hard with deep, brutal strokes. My cock slammed into her with wild, savage abandon, my hips moving like a piston as I buried myself to the hilt with each thrust. "Fuck, Marina," I growled, my voice a low, guttural snarl. "Your pussy is getting tighter, you dirty little slut. It's gripping my cock like a fucking vice—"
Marina's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body convulsing with pleasure as I fucked her with wild, brutal abandon. " Aaaaah Yes!" She screamed, her voice a breathy, needy whine. "Yes, Jack, it's so hmmmmm so fucking tight! Your cock is so fucking big! It's stretching me, filling me—" Her words dissolved into a desperate, needy wail as I continued to fuck her, my thick cock stretching and filling her completely.
I could feel her cunt tightening around me, her walls clutching and spasming as another orgasm tore through her. Her body was slick with sweat, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps as she took my cock like a pathetic, needy whore. "That's it, you dirty little fucktoy," I growled, my voice a low, filthy snarl. "Take my cock like the desperate, needy slut you are. Let me fuck your filthy cunt until you're nothing but a trembling, cock-hungry mess—"
Marina's body convulsed again, her cunt gripping my cock like a vice as she came hard, her screams filling the room. "Fuck, Jack!" She screamed, her body shaking with the intensity of her pleasure. "I'm cummmming again! I'm cummming so fucking hard! Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaah!"
I grinned, looking down at her pathetic, used-up form, knowing that I was pushing her to her limits—and loving every fucking second of it. Her cunt was a hot, tight, wet glove around my cock, her body trembling and shaking with the force of her orgasms. And still, I fucked her harder, deeper, my cock slamming into her with relentless force.
"Fuck, Marina," I growled, my voice a low, guttural snarl. "You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you? You love this, don't you? You love being fucked like a pathetic, needy whore while that married slut waits outside, eager to watch you get fucked senseless—"
Marina's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body convulsing with pleasure as I fucked her with wild, savage abandon. "Yes! Yes, Jack, I fucking love it!" She screamed, her voice a breathy, needy whine. "I love being your dirty little slut! Oh god, fuck me, use me, let her watch—let her see what a pathetic, needy whore I am for you—" Her words dissolved into a desperate, needy wail as I continued to fuck her, my thick cock stretching and filling her completely, her pussy making wet, squelching noises with each brutal thrust.
Her body trembled and shook beneath me, her tits bouncing wildly, sweat dripping down her flushed skin as I pounded into her with relentless force. I could feel her cunt gripping me like a vice, her walls clenching and spasming as she came hard, her body surrendering to the intense, brutal pleasure.
"Fuck, Jack! Oh god, I'm cummming! I'm cummming so fucking hard! I can't—I can't hold it anymore—" She screamed, her voice a raw, primal cry. Her body tensed, and with a final, desperate scream, she squirted, her juices gushing out of her, soaking my cock and balls, and spraying onto the floor. "Aaaaaah! Fuck! Fuck, I'm squirting! I'm fucking squirting, Jack!"
The sight of her squirting, the feel of her hot, wet juices coating my cock, sent me over the edge. I could feel my own orgasm building, my balls tightening as I prepared to fill her with my thick, hot load. Her cunt was gripping me so fucking tight, milking me for all I was worth, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
"Fuck, Marina," I growled, my voice a low, guttural snarl. "You're such a dirty little slut, squirting all over my cock like that. I'm going to cum. I'm going to fill your filthy cunt with my thick, hot cum—" And with a final, brutal thrust, I came hard, my cock pulsing and throbbing as I filled her with my load, her cunt milking me for every last drop. "Fuuuck, here it comes! Take my fucking cum, you dirty slut!"
Marina screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure and desperation as she felt my hot cum filling her, her own orgasm tearing through her with relentless force. Her cunt clutched and spasmed around my cock, her body shaking and trembling with the intensity of her pleasure. "Yes, Jack! Oh god, yes! Fill me with your cum! Breed my dirty cunt! I want to feel your hot load inside me—aaaaah! Fuck, I'm cumming again aaaaaaah!" Her words were a desperate, needy chant as she came again, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm, her pussy gushing even more juices around my cock.
As our fucking finally reached its brutal, intense climax, I pulled out of her, my cock glistening with our combined juices, strands of her pussy juices and my cum stretching from her gaping cunt to my throbbing cock.
Marina's body was limp and exhausted, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps as she tried to recover from the intense, brutal fucking I had given her. Her pussy was a hot, wet, gaping mess, her juices and my cum leaking out of her, coating her thighs and the floor beneath her.
I looked down at her, a smirk playing on my lips as I took in the sight of her pathetic, used-up form. "That's a good little slut, Marina," I said, my voice a low, satisfied growl. "You took my cock like a champ. You squirted all over it like a dirty little whore. And now, you're going to clean it off like the pathetic, needy fucktoy you are. Lick it clean, bitch. Taste your filthy pussy and my hot cum."
Marina whimpered, her body trembling with a mix of exhaustion and desperation. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a needy, slutty plea, her voice a breathy, desperate moan. "Yes, Jack," she whispered, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as she prepared to clean my cock, to taste the filthy, dirty mess we had made together. "Mmm, yes, let me clean your big cock. Let me taste our fucking, mmm."
Marina, with a whimper, went down to her knees, her body still trembling from the intense fucking she had just received. She looked up at me with hungry, needy eyes, her tongue darting out to lick her lips before she took my cock into her mouth. I could see the remnants of our combined juices glistening on her chin and cheeks, her face a mess of sweat, tears, and fucked-out desperation.
"Mmm, Jack," she moaned, her voice a slutty, breathy whine as she began to lick my cock clean, her tongue swirling around my cock, lapping up the mix of her pussy juices and my cum. "You taste so fucking good—"
I smirked down at her, my cock twitching as she cleaned it with her eager, needy mouth. I knew that if I kept the Hand of Arousal activated any longer, she would go crazy with lust, her body overwhelmed by the intense, uncontrollable desire it induced.
So, with a thought, I deactivated it, feeling the pulsing, throbbing need in her body subside just a little, enough for her to maintain some semblance of control.
As Marina worshipped my cock, licking and sucking it like a pathetic, needy slut, I watched as my cum dripped out of her used, gaping pussy, staining her lingerie, and leaving a wet, sticky mess on the floor beneath her. Her thighs were coated with our combined juices, her body a filthy, fucked-out spectacle that made my cock throb with renewed lust.
"Fuck, Marina," I growled, my voice a low, guttural snarl as I grabbed her hair, fucking her mouth with brutal, relentless thrusts. "You're such a dirty little slut, cleaning my cock like that. You love the taste of our fucking, don't you? You love being a pathetic, needy cum dumpster—"
Marina moaned around my cock, her eyes rolling back as she took me deep into her throat, gagging and choking on my thick, hard cock. Her mouth was a hot, wet, eager vessel for my cock, her tongue swirling around my cock as she tried to speak, her words muffled by my thick meat filling her mouth.
"Mmmph, yes, Jack," she tried to say, her voice a slutty, desperate whine. "I mmmph, I love it—I love sucking your big cock—" She slowly cleaned my cock, her tongue licking up every drop of our combined juices, before moving down to my balls, lapping and sucking them clean with eager, needy enthusiasm.
I groaned, my cock throbbing as she worshipped it with her mouth, her saliva coating my cock and balls as she cleaned them thoroughly. Once she had licked up every last drop, I grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up to her feet, her body pressing against mine.
"Jack....I want more..." she whimpered, looking up at me with needy, desperate eyes. "I want you to fuck me again. I need your cock inside me—"
I smirked, feeling a dark, primal lust coursing through my veins as I looked down at her pathetic, needy form. I raised my hand and brought it down on her ass with a sharp, stinging slap, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the room. "Phhhht!"
Marina yelped, her body jolting forward as she rubbed her ass, a look of aggrieved desperation on her face. "Aaaaaah! Oh god, Jack, that hurts—" she whined, her voice a breathy, needy moan.
I grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at me, my voice a low, commanding growl. "That lady is waiting for us outside, Marina. Don't worry, I'll fuck you until you're satisfied. But right now, we have a show to put on."
Marina whimpered, her body trembling with a mix of lust, desperation, and submission. She was completely mine, her mind and body enslaved to my will under the power of my Lust Demon ability. I could feel her need, her desire, her overwhelming lust for my cock, and I knew that she would do anything, be anything, for me.
"Mmm, yes, Jack," Marina whispered, her voice a breathy, desperate moan as she pressed her body against mine, her hands roaming over my chest, my abs, my cock.
Her touch was eager and needy, her fingers tracing the lines of my muscles, the contours of my cock, as if she couldn't get enough of me. "I'm yours. I'll do anything you want. Just please, please fuck me more—I need it, I need your cock—" Her eyes looked up at me, pleading and desperate, her body trembling with unquenched lust.
I grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into my eyes, my voice a low, commanding growl. "Don't worry, Marina. I promise you, before the night is over, I will fill every one of your dirty little holes with my cock. Your pussy, your ass—all of them will be stretched and fucked and filled with my cum." Her eyes widened with a mix of shock, lust, and desperation, her body trembling at my words.
"But first," I said, my voice a harsh, commanding snarl. "Let's go and see what that lady wanted to talk to you about. Let's see what dirty, depraved plans she has in store for you, you little slut."
Marina whimpered, her body trembling with a mix of anticipation and desperation as I grabbed her by the arm, leading her towards the door. Her eyes were filled with a raw, primal need—the desire to be used, to be fucked, to be our dirty little fucktoy for the night. She nodded, listening to me, even though every fiber of her being screamed for me to fuck her senseless right then and there.
I smiled, looking down at her as she began to tug at the lingerie, eager to strip it off. "Marina, aren't you afraid that the shop owner will see the wet lingerie with my cum and your squirt stains?" I asked, my voice a low, teasing growl.
Marina blushed deeply, her eyes widening as she noticed the prominent stains on her lingerie. "Oh god, Jack," she whispered, her voice a mix of embarrassment and desperation. "What should I do?"
I chuckled, my eyes gleaming with amusement and lust. "Don't worry, just keep wearing it beneath your clothes," I said, my voice firm and commanding. I reached out and pulled the tag off the lingerie, knowing I could make the payment discreetly. "No one will know but us."
Marina blushed even deeper, her cheeks flushing a bright red as she quickly began to dress, pulling her clothes on over the cum-stained lingerie. I watched her, my cock throbbing with anticipation as she covered her fucked-out, dripping pussy with her clothes.
I adjusted my own pants, tucking my still-hard cock away, a smirk playing on my lips as I thought about the depraved fun that awaited us.
As Marina finished dressing, I couldn't help but notice the way her pussy was still dripping with my cum, the thick, white liquid trickling down her thighs. The sight was obscenely erotic, a filthy testament to the intense fucking she had just received. Marina noticed the drip too, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and desire.
With a whimper, she reached down, her fingers gently wiping the cum from her thighs. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and submission, as she slowly brought her cum-coated fingers to her mouth. Her tongue darted out, licking her fingers clean, her eyes never leaving mine as she savored the taste of my cum mixed with her own juices.
I leaned in close to Marina, my breath hot on her ear, and instructed her to go and talk to the lady. Carolina hadn't bothered to introduce herself to either of us, so I left her name out of it, adding a layer of intrigue to the situation.
Marina looked at me, her eyes widening slightly as she nodded, picking up on the subtle tension between us. "Don't worry," I murmured, my voice low and intimate, "I'll be right behind you, watching every move you make, listening to every word you say. I won't miss a thing."
I thrust the lingerie's price tag into Marina's hand, my fingers tracing her palm, and slipped my debit card between her fingers. Leaning in, my breath hot on her ear, I growled, "Tell the cashier you're wearing it right now, under your clothes, ready to be fucked like a little slut."
Marina's cheeks burned crimson, her breath hitching as she imagined the depraved scenario. I stepped back, my gaze locked onto hers, and activated my invisibility, vanishing from sight but lingering by her side.
The system's voice boomed in my head like a thunderclap, announcing the filthy, high-stakes challenge.
Initiating Public Seduction Protocol: Reward: $100,000 for fucking a woman in the shopping center.
I dismissed it and opened the Accomplishment task panel. New tasks had appeared, each more debased and perverted than the last:
- Dominate a smoldering MILF in her 50s.
- Impregnate a fertile, pregnant vixen.
- Conquer a bound and helpless beauty, trussed in ropes. Earn additional rewards for prolonged torment and relentless pounding.
- Penetrate the ultimate mystery fuck through a glory hole. Claim her anal virginity for massive bonus points and intense sensation.
And many more twisted accomplishment tasks. I shut down the system and hurried to catch up with Marina, my eyes inadvertently drawn to the subtle sway of her hips as she walked ahead. She led the way to the cash counter, her steps confident yet unhurried. As she reached the counter, she handed the price tag to the female cashier, a slight blush spreading across her cheeks.
Marina hesitated for a moment, her voice soft and uncertain as she spoke. "Bill, please," she requested, her eyes briefly meeting the cashier's before darting away. The female cashier took a moment to observe Marina, her gaze sweeping over Marina's attire before asking, "Are you planning to wear it out?" The cashier's expression was one of mild curiosity, her tone professional yet friendly.
This seemed to fluster Marina even more, her blush deepening as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, awaiting the cashier's next move. The air was filled with tense anticipation, the silence between them stretching out as Marina considered her response.
Marina nodded, her blush deepening, and handed the debit card to the cashier. The cashier didn't probe further, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she swiftly processed the payment. Before Marina left, the cashier leaned in and said, "You're lucky to have a man like that."
Marina's eyes were ablaze with lust, and her smile was a wicked invitation. "I know. I feel lucky to have him in my life," she confessed to the cashier, her voice dripping with desire. She thanked the cashier and stepped out, her hips swaying provocatively with each step. I shadowed her invisibly, my hands twitching with the urge to grab her luscious ass and make her mine.
Leaning in, I rasped in her ear, "It's me, Marina. Watching your ass sway like that has me so fucking rock hard. I need to bend you over and fuck you right here, right now." I could see the goosebumps on her flesh as my breath tickled her neck.
I reached out and pinched her ass hard, digging my fingers into her supple flesh. Marina stifled a moan, her breath hitching as she tried to suppress her cry. She squeezed her thighs together, and I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal. "Jack... stop, it hurts," she whimpered, but her voice was laced with need. I released her ass and gently rubbed it, feeling her firm flesh yield under my touch. My cock throbbed, aching to be buried inside her.
Marina was trying hard not to cry out as we exited the store, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. As we stepped out, I spotted Carolina waiting nearby, her eyes locked onto Marina's flushed face and heaving chest. Marina walked up to her, her voice breathy as she said, "Sorry to keep you waiting."
Carolina's eyes gleamed with curiosity and a hungry, slutty gleam. She looked Marina up and down, taking in her disheveled state. "It's okay, darling...." she purred, her voice like velvet. "Did you find something to make your boyfriend happy?"
Marina blushed deeply, her cheeks turning a delicious shade of crimson as she nodded. Carolina chuckled knowingly, her voice laced with innuendo. "Mmm, sorry, I haven't introduced myself properly. I'm Carolina, a fashion designer."
Marina introduced herself as well, her voice barely a whisper. "I'm Marina. I run a little store downtown."
Carolina's eyes sparkled with interest, and she licked her lips provocatively. "A store, hmm? How delightful.... And where is that handsome boyfriend of yours?" she asked, her voice dripping with lust.
Marina hesitated, her breath catching in her throat as she stumbled over her lie. "He, uh, he went back... But he'll be here soon to pick me up." Her voice was a sultry whisper, her eyes glazing over with lust as she recalled my insatiable appetite for her body.
Carolina took Marina's hand, her fingers entwining with Marina's as she led her to the café in the mall. I followed closely behind, my eyes locked onto the seductive sway of Marina's hips and the tantalizing curve of her ass.
As they sat down, I slid into the seat beside Marina, my hand immediately finding her thigh beneath the table. I squeezed her supple flesh, my fingers digging into her skin as I leaned in, pressing my body against hers. Marina's eyes fluttered closed, a soft, breathy moan escaping her lips. "Hmmmmm..."
Carolina sat across from us, her eyes locked onto Marina's parted lips and flushed cheeks, her own breath quickening at the sight. Her gaze was filled with a hungry curiosity, her pupils dilating with desire.
Leaning in even closer, I growled low and primal in Marina's ear, my hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "You have no fucking idea how much I want to fuck you right now, baby. I want to bend you over this table, flip up your skirt, and slam my cock into your dripping wet pussy. I want everyone to watch as I make you cum, screaming my name."
Marina's body trembled, her breath hitching as my words sent a wave of molten desire coursing through her veins. I could feel her thighs quivering beneath my touch, her pussy clenching with need.