Chapter 2479 - MS 28

The contrast was stark and filthy. Her husband was sitting in the living room, completely unaware what was happening in their own bedroom, while his thick wife was on all fours on their bed, offering her body to me.

Tiffany looked back at me, her eyes dark with lust and a hint of desperation. "Please, Alex... show me I'm still the one you want."

I stood there for a moment, taking in the sight, Tiffany's thick, curvy body presented for me, her heavy breasts hanging beneath her, her wide hips and ass begging to be touched.

My cock was rock-hard again, straining against my pants as the jealousy and possessiveness in the air made everything even hotter.

"Come, Alex... fill me with your cum," Tiffany moaned, spreading her wet pussy lips with two fingers and showing me her glistening pink insides. Her voice was thick with need, her swollen lips parting invitingly as fresh juices leaked down her thighs.

I had just wanted a shower, but now Tiffany had given me an offer I didn't want to refuse. How could I not breed this thick, juicy mother in her own bedroom while her husband was just outside and her daughter stood right outside the door, caring for her mother?

I removed my shirt and dropped my pants slowly. My cock bounced heavily as it sprang free, thick, veiny, and still slick with Sofia's juices from earlier. It throbbed visibly, the head already leaking fresh precum at the sight of Tiffany presenting herself so shamelessly.

But I wanted to fulfill Tiffany's wish. I wanted to make her pregnant, to fill her again and again until her belly swelled with my child, just like Sofia.

I moved closer and put my hands on Tiffany's wide hips, feeling her hourglass figure in my palms. Her body was too much, soft, thick, and perfectly curved, the kind of body made for breeding.

"You are so hungry, Tiff," I said, my voice low and rough as I squeezed her juicy thickness, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips and ass.

"Put it in, Alex," Tiffany moaned, pushing her ass back and rubbing her swollen pussy lips against the head of my cock, coating me in her slick arousal. Her body trembled with anticipation, her heavy breasts hanging beneath her as she stayed on all fours, offering herself completely.

I gripped her hips tighter and pushed forward, the thick head of my cock stretching her entrance open.

"Your husband is in the house, Tiff. Don't you have any shame?" I teased her, my voice low and rough as I sank even deeper into her soaked pussy, feeling her walls flutter and clench around me.

"It feels so hot, Alex..." Tiffany moaned, her voice breaking with pleasure as I filled her completely, stretching her sensitive walls.

"Mom, keep your voice low," Brittany whispered urgently from outside the door. She had clearly heard her mother's moans growing louder as she got filled by my cock.

"Ahhh!" Tiffany cried out again, unable to hold back the sharp moan of pleasure as I thrust harder.

Her pussy was so wet it was making obscene squelching noises every time I bottomed out inside her, wet, filthy sounds that filled the bedroom as my cock plunged in and out of her dripping hole.

"Fuck, Tiff... you just can't control yourself, huh?" I groaned, the sound of her desperate moans and the way her pussy sucked me in making my cock even harder inside her.

Tiffany started throwing her ass back, actively fucking herself on my cock, her thick cheeks slapping against my hips as she took me faster and deeper. Her heavy breasts swayed wildly beneath her, and her soft belly jiggled with every powerful thrust.

The risk made everything even hotter. Tiffany's pussy was gushing around me, her juices coating my balls and dripping down her thighs as she moaned and pushed back, chasing every inch of me.

I gripped her wide hips tighter, slamming into her with deep, brutal strokes, the wet slapping sounds growing louder as I fucked her without mercy. Tiffany's moans turned into broken whimpers, her body trembling as another orgasm built inside her.

"Isn't your mom out yet?" David asked again, walking back to Brittany outside the door, his voice laced with irritation and worry.

"No, Dad... she is still talking to Alex," Brittany replied, trying to sound calm but clearly nervous as she stood guard.

"Honey, just open the door. Enough is enough now," David said, knocking more firmly on the door, his patience clearly wearing thin.

"Just leave me alone... ahhh!" Tiffany tried to speak, but her words came out broken and unclear. The pleasure was overwhelming her, my cock slamming deep into her soaked pussy with every powerful thrust made it impossible for her to form a coherent sentence.

"Your mom has gone crazy," David muttered to Brittany, his voice low but loud enough for us to hear. "I'm gonna go out for a smoke." His footsteps retreated down the hallway, the front door opening and closing with a heavy thud as he left the apartment.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum, Alex," Tiffany moaned loudly, her voice no longer trying to stay quiet.

Her thick body shook violently as her orgasm crashed through her.

Her pussy clenched and spasmed wildly around my cock, milking me with powerful, rhythmic contractions as a fresh gush of her warm juices squirted out around my shaft, soaking my balls and dripping down her thighs onto the bed.

I couldn't hold back anymore. The way her pussy milked me, tight, wet, and greedy, pushed me right over the edge.

"Fuck, Tiff..." I groaned deeply as I came hard inside her, shooting powerful, thick ropes of cum deep into her pussy.

Spurt after heavy spurt flooded her warm walls, painting her insides white as I emptied my balls completely.

My cock pulsed violently with every jet, filling her to the brim until my cum started leaking out around my shaft, mixing with her own juices and dripping down her thighs onto the bed.

Tiffany moaned loudly, her body shaking as she felt me unload inside her. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around my cock, milking every last drop as if she wanted to keep it all. "Ahhh... yes, Alex... fill me... give me all of it," she gasped, her voice breaking with pleasure as another wave of her own orgasm rippled through her.

Tiffany collapsed forward from the intensity, her thick body falling onto the bed as my cock slipped free from her pussy. The last few powerful spurts of my cum shot onto her back and ass, painting her fair skin with thick, white streaks that slowly dripped down her curves.

She was fully spent.

I wiped the remaining cum from my cock onto her ass cheek.

Then I opened the door.

Brittany was standing right there, her eyes wide as she stepped closer to her mother. "Mom..." she said softly, concern and care clear in her voice as she saw how thoroughly fucked and satisfied her mother looked.

"I'm fine, baby," Tiffany panted, still collapsed on the bed, not even trying to cover herself.

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Brittany's gaze dropped between her mother's legs. She saw my cum slowly oozing out of her mother's swollen, red pussy, thick white ropes dripping out in messy strands, running down her thighs and soaking the sheets.

The sight made Brittany's cheeks burn bright red, but she couldn't look away. Her own thighs pressed together unconsciously, a flicker of arousal mixing with her concern.

Tiffany let out a soft, contented sigh, her hand lazily reaching back to touch her leaking pussy, feeling how full I had made her. "Alex... you really filled me up again," she murmured, her voice hoarse but happy.

Brittany stood there, staring at the evidence of what had just happened, her mother freshly bred and leaking my cum, while I stood beside the bed, my massive cock still hard and glistening with her mother's juices.

Tiffany touched her pussy properly, her fingers gently brushing her swollen, well-fucked lips. She let out a little cry, a mix of pain and lingering pleasure. "Ahhh..."

"Mom, does it hurt?" Brittany asked immediately, her voice full of genuine concern as she stepped closer to the bed, her eyes wide as she looked at her mother's well-fucked pussy.

"Yes, baby... Alex was really rough with your mother," Tiffany said, her voice hoarse but carrying a clear note of pride. She sounded almost satisfied, as if being fucked so hard by me was something to be proud of.

Her fingers spread her pussy lips slightly, showing how red and puffy they were, thick white cum still slowly oozing out in creamy rivulets, dripping down her thighs and onto the sheets.

Brittany's eyes were glued to the sight, her mother's well-used pussy leaking my cum, and then they drifted lower, landing on my cock. It was still hard, slick and veiny, glistening with a mix of Tiffany's juices and my own cum. Brittany bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushing as clear desire flashed across her face.

She wanted it. Right now.

"Alex... it's dirty. Your pants might get stained," Brittany said, her voice soft and shy, but her eyes stayed locked on my throbbing cock, then flicked up to meet mine with a hungry, almost pleading look.

"Yeah," I said, stepping closer to her. I put my hand on the back of her head, gently but firmly guiding her downward.

Brittany obeyed like a good slut. She dropped to her knees right there in front of me, her face now level with my cock. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around the thick, slick shaft, feeling its heat and hardness.

She looked up at me with those big, innocent-yet-filthy eyes, her lips parting as she leaned in.

Tiffany watched from the bed, still lying on her stomach with her ass slightly raised, her own hand lazily rubbing her leaking pussy as she observed her daughter taking over.

There was no jealousy in her eyes now, only a dark, satisfied arousal at seeing Brittany submit so eagerly.

Brittany opened her mouth and took the head of my cock between her lips, sucking gently at first, tasting the mix of her mother's juices and my cum.

She moaned softly around me, her tongue swirling as she began to clean me thoroughly, just like her mother.

"Ahhh, just like that," I groaned, feeling incredible as Brittany sucked on the head of my cock with eager, swirling tongue movements. My cock was extremely sensitive after cumming so much inside her mother, and now the daughter was satisfying me by cleaning every inch of it with devoted care.

"Baby, do it slow," Tiffany said softly to Brittany from the bed, her voice still hoarse from her own orgasm. "Alex isn't going anywhere."

Brittany had been too eager, bobbing her head quickly as if she hadn't had a chance to taste me in many days. She slowed down at her mother's words, taking her time, her soft lips sliding up and down my shaft while her tongue licked every trace of her mother's juices and my cum from my cock.

"Didn't you invite Gloria today?" I asked Brittany as she continued cleaning me, her warm mouth working slowly and thoroughly.

"Ahh..." Brittany pulled off my cock for a moment to catch her breath, a thin string of saliva connecting her lips to the head. "I didn't invite her today. Do you want me to?" she asked, looking up at me with those big, eager eyes, her hand still slowly stroking my slick shaft.

"Umm, I'm kinda busy tonight. I have a party to attend, so maybe tomorrow," I said, thinking about the royal banquet with Aria. It had been a while since I had tapped Gloria's Colombian ass, and the thought made my cock twitch in Brittany's hand.

"Can I come with you as your date?" Brittany asked, still holding my cock gently, her fingers tracing the veins as she looked up at me hopefully.

"Actually, I already have a date for tonight. Someone asked me," I said.

"Who's she?" Brittany asked, alarmed, her hand pausing on my cock.

She clearly didn't know I had connections with other girls around her age, aside from Gloria. Her eyes widened with a mix of surprise and jealousy, her cheeks flushing deeper as she processed my words.

"You don't know her," I said.

Brittany's hand tightened slightly around my cock, not in anger but in possessive need. "Is it someone from college?" she asked, her voice a little smaller now, clearly wanting to know more but trying not to sound too jealous.

I ran my fingers through her hair, gently guiding her mouth back toward my cock. "Don't worry about it, baby. Tonight is just a formal thing. But you and your mom... you both have me whenever you want."

Brittany nodded, still looking a little unsettled, but she leaned forward again and took my cock back into her mouth, sucking slower and more sensually this time, as if trying to remind me why I should want to spend time with her instead.

-x-X-x-

Tiffany watched with dark, satisfied eyes, her fingers still playing with her cum-filled pussy as she enjoyed the sight of her daughter worshipping my cock.

"Alex, why don't you skip the party? We can have fun instead," Brittany said, pulling her mouth off my cock with a wet pop, her lips shiny and swollen as she looked up at me with big, pleading eyes.

"Yeah? What are we gonna do?" I asked, my hand moving to her cheek, gently stroking it with my thumb.

"I'll let you fuck me from behind," Brittany said, gesturing toward herself while she was kneeling. She arched her back and pushed her ass out, showing how she had been gaining weight and getting a thick, juicy ass just like her mother.

"Stand up. Let me see," I said.

Brittany obeyed immediately, standing up and turning around for me. She was wearing only a tank top and those tiny shorts.

The shorts clung to her curves, the fabric stretched tight over her plump, growing ass.

I slapped her ass cheek hard, watching the juicy flesh jiggle and ripple from the impact. It was really creamy and thick now. I grabbed both cheeks with my hands and squeezed them firmly, feeling how soft and heavy they had become, my fingers sinking deep into the plush flesh.

"Your ass is getting huge, just like your mother's," I said, my voice low and appreciative as I kneaded her cheeks, spreading them apart slightly to see the way her shorts rode up between them.

"But mine is still better, Alex," Tiffany said from the bed, still lying on her stomach and spreading her own ass cheeks with both hands, showing me her pink, twitching asshole. "You didn't show love to it today," she added, pushing her thick ass back toward me, clearly trying to steal my attention.

"Don't worry," I said, my cock throbbing hard at the sight of both mother and daughter presenting their asses to me. "I'm gonna ruin both of your assholes together."

"Then why don't you ditch your date and spend the night with us?" Brittany said, her small hand still wrapped around my cock as she gently pulled me toward the bed, her eyes full of hope and desire.

I slapped her face playfully, just hard enough to make her gasp and flush deeper. Brittany let out a soft, aroused moan, clearly getting turned on by the light sting and the dominance in the gesture.

"Let's not do it today," I said firmly. "Let my cousins leave first. I think they'll be gone by tomorrow, so we'll have tomorrow night all to ourselves."

Tiffany, still lying on her stomach on the bed, wasn't ready to give up. She reached back with one hand, spreading her thick ass cheek wide and slowly pushing a finger into her tight asshole, fucking herself slowly while looking back at me with seductive eyes.

"Alex... you don't know what you're gonna miss," she moaned, showing me how her tight, pink asshole twitched and invited me in.

I moved closer to the bed and slapped Tiffany's ass hard, watching the juicy flesh ripple and turn a beautiful shade of red under my palm.

She cried out in pleasure, pushing her ass higher for more. I gave her another firm slap, then another, making her thick cheeks jiggle and bounce as they reddened under my hand.

"I'm gonna be late," I said, even as my cock throbbed at the sight. "I want both of you oiled up and ready for tomorrow night. Your assholes are gonna curse you for how hard I'm gonna fuck them."

Both mother and daughter nodded obediently, their eyes dark with anticipation and lust. They watched hungrily as I started dressing, their gazes locked on my still-hard cock until it finally disappeared inside my pants.

I picked up the boutique bag with my new suit and started walking out of their room. Tiffany and Brittany both followed me to the door, their thick bodies still flushed and half-naked, bidding me goodbye with soft, longing kisses on my cheeks and neck.

As I stepped into the hallway, I could feel their eyes on me until I turned the corner. Both mother and daughter were already imagining the filthy things I had promised for tomorrow night.

They would probably spend the rest of the evening fingering themselves to sleep, thinking about how I was going to ruin their tight assholes.

I reached my apartment door. Brittany and Tiffany had locked their door the moment I left — I heard the click clearly behind me.

I opened my own door and was about to step inside when someone called my name from behind.

"Alex."

I stopped and turned around. It was Autumn walking toward me down the hallway. She was fresh from the gym, wearing tight black gym wear that clung to her body like a second skin, a sports bra that barely contained her heavy breasts and a pair of high-waisted leggings that hugged her thick thighs and round ass perfectly.

Her skin was glistening with sweat, a light sheen covering her neck, cleavage, and toned stomach. She held a shaker bottle in one hand, her hair tied up in a messy ponytail with a few strands sticking to her flushed face.

"Hey, Autumn," I said, my eyes openly admiring how her figure had gotten even sexier after all the gym sessions she had been putting in lately.

The sweat made her skin glow under the hallway lights, and the way her tight clothes stuck to her curves made my cock twitch in my pants.

"Hey, I was coming to you," she said with a knowing smile, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. She stopped right in front of me, close enough that I could smell the mix of her perfume and the clean, feminine scent of her sweat.

"You're really sweaty right now," I said, my gaze drifting down to the way her sports bra was damp and clinging to her breasts, the outline of her hard nipples faintly visible through the fabric.

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She knew exactly what she was doing, she had come straight here after her workout instead of going to her own room, deliberately letting me see her like this because she remembered how much I got aroused by her sweaty, post-gym body.

Yeah, I was doing squats at the gym," Autumn said, turning around slowly to show me the results of her session. She arched her back slightly and pushed her ass out, giving me a full, deliberate view.

The tight black leggings she wore clung to her like a second skin, stretched taut over her round, firm ass cheeks. The fabric outlined every curve, highlighting how much thicker and juicier her ass had become since the last time I saw her like this.

"Damn..." I muttered, unable to hide my appreciation as my eyes stayed glued to her ass. It looked even better than I remembered, rounder, higher, and undeniably thicker, the kind of ass that made you want to grab it with both hands.

"I always saw you admiring Lily's ass," Autumn said, glancing back over her shoulder with a playful but slightly jealous smile. "She's a natural. I had to put in a lot of hours just to get this shape."

"So you were jealous when I looked at Lily's ass, huh?" I said, stepping forward and pulling Autumn closer by her waist.

Her body pressed against mine instantly, her full, heavy breasts squishing softly into my chest, her toned stomach brushing my abs, and my growing bulge from my pants pressing firmly against her navel.

The heat from her post-workout body radiated through her clothes, and I could smell the mix of her sweat and perfume, a scent that always drove me wild.

"Yeah... I was," she admitted, biting her lower lip as our faces hovered inches apart. Her eyes darkened with desire, and she subtly rolled her hips, grinding herself against the hardness in my pants.

"Geez, you two have a room—use it, please. There are people living here," someone suddenly called out from down the hallway.

It was David, coming back from his cigarette break. He stood in front of his own apartment door, keys in hand, looking at us with a mix of awkwardness and mild disapproval.

Autumn had told David that we were dating that night.

"Why's he so salty?" I asked, watching David's door close behind him.

"He's always like this. Just ignore him," Autumn said dismissively, waving her hand as if David was the least important thing on her mind right now.

"So, what's happening?" Autumn asked, stepping a little closer, her voice dropping to a more intimate tone. "Who was that woman we saw last night? Lily and I saw her. She looked really... comfortable with you."

"Oh, yeah," I said, trying to keep it casual. "You two were going somewhere?"

"We were coming to your place," Autumn replied, her eyes narrowing slightly with a mix of curiosity and jealousy. "But then we saw her with you, being all clingy. She had her arm around you like she owned the place. Who was she?"

I could see the possessiveness in Autumn's eyes. She wasn't angry, but she clearly didn't like the idea of another woman being that close to me, especially after the night we had shared.

"That was my cousin Julie. Remember I told you my cousins were coming to stay?" I said, keeping my tone casual as I stood in the hallway with Autumn.

"Yeah... it was just her?" she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly with a mix of suspicion and curiosity.

"My cousin Lucy stayed with Brittany last night," I explained. "We didn't have enough space in my apartment, so they split up."

"Oh, yeah... that's why we didn't ask you last night," Autumn said, nodding slowly as if piecing everything together. "We actually figured it out, but I just wanted to confirm."

"So, are they gone? Can we come tonight?" she asked, her voice dropping to a more intimate, hopeful tone. Her eyes searched mine, clearly wanting to pick up where we had left off the night before.

"They aren't gone yet," I replied, "and I have a party to go to tonight."

"You are getting really busy nowadays, huh?" Autumn said with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with a mix of playfulness and subtle jealousy as she stood close to me in the hallway.

"Yeah, tonight's important," I replied. "Now that I think about it, I'm running late. I need to shower—I'm pretty dirty right now."

"I have to shower too. What a coincidence?" Autumn said, her tone playful and suggestive. She tilted her head slightly, her post-gym body still radiating warmth, the tight black leggings and sports bra clinging to her sweat-glistened skin.

"Yeah, I don't think you need any shower," I said, stepping closer and putting my face near her neck.

I kissed her softly there, my lips brushing her warm, slightly salty skin as I tasted the light sheen of her sweat. The mix of her natural scent and the clean, feminine musk from her workout made my cock twitch again in my pants.

"I really need a shower, Alex. I'm really sweaty here," Autumn said, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper as she moved her hand down to her pussy, gently pressing over the tight fabric of her leggings.

The gesture was bold and teasing, her fingers tracing the outline of her mound as she looked at me with dark, inviting eyes.

All of a sudden, I wanted to taste her sweaty pussy. I couldn't let this opportunity go to waste.

"Yeah, are you also sweaty here?" I asked, putting my hand on Autumn's ass, caressing the thick, juicy cheek gently through her tight leggings.

My fingers squeezed the soft, firm flesh, feeling how warm and sweaty it was from her workout, the fabric slightly damp under my palm as I kneaded her ass slowly.

"Yeah... I'm too sweaty everywhere," she said seductively, her breath hitching slightly as my fingers moved in slow circles over her ass.

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"Let's go, Alex," Autumn said, her voice already breathy and aroused as my fingers continued moving over her sweaty ass, squeezing and kneading the thick, firm cheeks through her tight leggings.

The fabric was warm and slightly damp from her workout, and I could feel the heat radiating from her body as she pressed back against my hand.

"Come inside," I said, nodding toward my apartment door.

"No, Alex... let's go to my place," Autumn replied, grabbing my hand and pulling it away from her ass, though she gave me a teasing smile. "I don't want any disturbance. Your cousin sisters might return mid-shower."

She wanted the moment for just the two of us, uninterrupted and private. Honestly, I was okay with that.

I didn't want any distractions either. I wanted to focus completely on Autumn's thick, sweaty body.

"Wait, let me just put the bag in," I said, stepping inside my apartment quickly.

I dropped the boutique bag with my new suit on the bed, I didn't have time to waste. I would have plenty of time later to get ready for the banquet, but right now, all I wanted was to get rid of every piece of clothing I had on and get into the shower with Autumn.

Autumn waited in the hallway, leaning against the wall with a patient but hungry look on her face. When I stepped back out and locked the door, she took my hand again, her fingers interlacing with mine as we walked down the hallway toward the stairs.

Autumn's apartment was on the 6th floor, the same as Lily's. We took the stairs instead of the elevator, it was quicker and meant we wouldn't be interrupted by other people.

Autumn climbed the stairs in front of me, and all I could think about was ripping her tight leggings open and burying my face between her juicy, sweaty ass cheeks.

She glanced back over her shoulder every few steps, fully aware of how seduced I was by her body. A small, satisfied smirk played on her lips as she swayed her hips a little more with each step, deliberately teasing me.

"Isn't Lily at home?" I asked, my eyes glued to the way her thick ass moved in those tight black leggings, the fabric stretched taut over her curves and damp from her workout.

"I don't know," Autumn replied, still climbing. "She might be in the building's office. She said earlier she needs to do some paperwork for the new staff arrival. Anyway, we aren't inviting anyone else right now."

"Yeah, I was just asking," I said, reaching out and slapping her ass from behind. My palm connected with a sharp smack that echoed in the stairwell. Her thick cheek jiggled beautifully under the tight fabric, and Autumn let out a soft, playful gasp.

So Lily was busy with paperwork for Maya and her daughter Asha. They were the only new staff arriving, as Lily had told me earlier.

Great — I couldn't wait to breed both mother and daughter again. The MILF apartments were getting stacked with different thick, beautiful women, and I was more than happy about it.

The idea of building my own personal harem of pregnant, devoted MILFs in this building made my cock twitch with anticipation. Every new arrival felt like another opportunity to expand my control, to turn more women into breeding sluts who craved my seed. The life was only getting better.

We reached the 6th floor and walked down the hallway to Autumn's door. She unlocked it quickly, and the moment we stepped inside and closed the door behind us, the tension snapped.

Autumn turned to me, pressing her sweaty, warm body against mine and kissing me hungrily, her tongue sliding into my mouth as her hands roamed over my chest.

Autumn let out a soft, needy sound as she ground herself against me like a beastess in heat, her thick, sweaty body rolling and pressing desperately into mine.

Her hips moved in slow, hungry circles, rubbing her covered pussy against the hard bulge in my pants as if she couldn't get enough friction.

"Fuck... you are so horny, Autumn," I groaned, my hands grabbing her ass cheeks firmly, squeezing the thick, juicy flesh through her tight leggings. My fingers dug deep into the soft, plump curves, kneading and spreading them as she continued to grind on me, her body hot and slick from the workout.

She slid one hand down between us and wrapped her fingers around my bulge, feeling the massive hardness throbbing under her palm. "It's so hard... ahh," she moaned, her voice thick with arousal as she stroked me through my pants, clearly getting turned on by the sheer size and heat of my cock.

"Yeah, baby... you'll take it all in," I said, grabbing both of her wrists and pinning them above her head against the wall. Her arms were stretched high, exposing her sweaty armpits completely. The scent of her post-gym sweat was strong and intoxicating, musky, feminine, and raw.

I leaned in and dragged my tongue slowly across one of her sweaty armpits, tasting the salty, warm sheen of her exertion. The flavor was sharp and addictive, a mix of her natural musk and clean sweat that made my cock throb even harder.

"Ahhh!" Autumn shivered violently from the sensation, her body jolting against mine as my tongue licked her sensitive, damp skin.

Her arms trembled in my grip, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she arched her back, pushing her armpit more firmly against my mouth, silently begging for more.

I licked her other armpit next, taking long, slow strokes, savoring the taste of her sweat while my free hand roamed down to squeeze her breast through her sports bra. Autumn's breathing grew heavier, her moans turning into soft, desperate whimpers as I worshipped her sweaty body.

"Do you like them sweaty, Alex?" she asked, her voice shaky and aroused, clearly enjoying how shamelessly I was devouring her.

"I love them, baby," I growled against her skin, sucking lightly on the sensitive area before licking again like a demon tasting blood. I couldn't get enough of her natural, sweaty scent and flavor. It was filthy, intimate, and made me feel like I was claiming every part of her.

"Let's get in the shower, Alex... my pussy is sweaty," she said, her tone teasing but knowing exactly what effect those words would have on me.

She was deliberately tempting me, fully aware that the thought of eating her sweaty, musky pussy would drive me wild.

Even though she acted like she wanted to get clean quickly, her hips were still grinding against me, betraying how turned on she was by the idea.

"Don't worry, baby... your sweaty pussy will thank me," I replied, my voice dark with lust as I moved my mouth to her sweaty neck. I licked and sucked the warm, glistening skin there, tasting the salt of her exertion while my hands roamed down her sides, squeezing her thick waist and hips.

I was devouring her from every place I could reach. Her navel wasn't covered by her sports bra, so I released her hands, dropped to my knees in front of her, and pushed my tongue into her belly button.

I twisted and licked the sweat from her soft stomach, savoring the warm, slightly salty taste as my hands gripped her thick thighs, spreading them slightly.

"You are so dirty, Alex," Autumn moaned, her hands moving to the back of my head and pulling me in tighter against her body.

She held me there, encouraging me as I worshipped her sweaty stomach and navel, my tongue exploring every inch of her exposed skin.

Her legs trembled slightly, and I could smell the strong, intoxicating musk of her sweaty pussy through her tight leggings, making my mouth water even more.

"Let's go in the shower," I said, my fingers rubbing her sweaty pussy over the tight fabric of her leggings. I could feel the heat and dampness through the material, her swollen lips parting slightly under my touch as I pressed two fingers along her slit.

"Hmm," Autumn nodded, her eyes half-lidded with arousal.

She took my hand and led me straight to the bathroom. The moment we stepped in and closed the door behind us, the air felt even thicker, warm, intimate, and filled with the scent of her post-workout body.

Inside the bathroom, I moved closer and slowly removed her sports bra. I hooked my fingers under the bottom and lifted it upward, letting her massive, heavy melons fall free with a soft, heavy bounce.

They were sweaty from the workout, glistening under the bathroom light, with small beads of sweat rolling down the curves and clinging to her stiff, dark pink nipples. Her breasts looked even fuller and softer after the intense session, swaying gently as she breathed.

Then I slid my hands down to her leggings. I gripped the waistband and started pulling them down. The tight fabric resisted at her thick thighs and ass, she was filthy thick there, the material stretched to its limit.

Autumn jumped a little on her toes to help, wiggling her hips as I tugged harder. The leggings finally slid down her legs.

She wasn't wearing any panty underneath.

Autumn quickly helped me undress too. She pulled my shirt over my head, her hands roaming over my chest and abs, then dropped to her knees briefly to pull my pants and underwear down.

My hard cock sprang free, bouncing heavily in front of her face. She looked at it for a second with hungry eyes but stood up again, pressing her naked, sweaty body against mine.

We both stood completely naked in her bathroom now.

I pulled Autumn closer and pressed my rock-hard cock against her lower soft belly, grinding the thick, throbbing shaft slowly against her warm, sweaty skin.

At the same time, I leaned down and licked the sweat off her heavy breasts, long, slow drags of my tongue over the soft, salty curves, tasting the fresh exertion from her workout.

"What's gotten into you, Alex... ahh?" Autumn moaned, her voice shaky with surprise and pleasure as she felt me getting a little extra rough today. Her hands rested on my shoulders, fingers digging in slightly as I sucked and licked her breasts, my tongue swirling around her stiff nipples.

"It's because of you, baby," I growled, my hands gripping her waist possessively. I turned Autumn around roughly, guiding her to get on all fours right there on the bathroom floor.

She obeyed immediately, dropping to her knees and hands, arching her back and pushing her ass out toward me like an offering. She glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust and anticipation as she looked at the beast that was about to devour her.

Her thick, juicy ass was presented perfectly, round, full, and still glistening with sweat from her intense workout.

I moved my face closer. Autumn felt my warm breath ghosting over her exposed, sweaty holes, making her shiver. Her pussy lips were swollen and glistening with a mix of sweat and fresh arousal, and her tight asshole twitched visibly under my gaze.

"Don't stare, Alex," Autumn moaned, her voice needy and desperate as I stared at her holes like a predator watching its prey.

I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and spread them wide apart, exposing everything completely.

Then I pushed my face in and took a big, deep inhale, breathing in the strong, musky, sweaty scent of her pussy and ass.

"Ahhh..." I inhaled deeply, burying my nose between her thick, juicy ass cheeks and breathing in her sweaty scent. It was so addicting, raw, musky, and intensely feminine, the perfect mix of her post-workout exertion and natural aroma that made my head spin with lust.

"Oh God," Autumn moaned softly, her body trembling as she felt me bury my face deeper between her cheeks, my hot breath teasing her most private holes.

Autumn moaned softly, her body trembling as she felt me bury my face deeper between her cheeks, my hot breath teasing her most private holes.

I pulled back just enough to spit a thick wad of saliva directly between her ass cheeks, watching it land on her swollen pussy and tight asshole.

I used my tongue to spread it around, mixing my spit with her sweat and the fresh juices leaking from her pussy, making everything slick and shiny as I prepared her for more.

"Ahhhh... Alex, you shouldn't lick those holes like that," Autumn moaned, her words trying to sound disgusted, but her body was betraying her completely.

Her thick thighs trembled, her back arched deeper, and her pussy spasmed around nothing, leaking fresh, warm juices that ran down my chin and dripped onto the bathroom floor.

She was pushing her ass back against my face, silently begging for more even as she tried to protest.

"Fuck, they are so delicious... mmm, Autumn," I growled against her skin, kissing her puffy pussy lips before sucking them into my mouth, drinking her sweet, tangy juices straight from the source.

The taste was intoxicating, salty from her sweat, sweet from her arousal, and completely addictive. I sucked harder, my tongue pushing inside her pussy, licking and swirling around her inner walls as I tried to devour every drop she gave me.

"Oh God, you are a beast," Autumn moaned, her voice breaking with pleasure. "Did you sniff your sister's holes last night like this?"

"Yeah, I did," I admitted between licks, my voice muffled against her dripping pussy. "But she didn't have this much sweat to add to the flavor."

The confession seemed to turn her on even more. Autumn let out a sharp, needy cry, her hips rolling back against my face as I shoved my tongue deeper inside her pussy hole.

I licked everything inside, long, deep strokes that explored every fold and ridge, sucking noisily on her juices while my nose pressed against her sweaty asshole.

The combined scent and taste of her post-gym sweat and dripping pussy was driving me feral.

I kept her juicy ass cheeks spread obscenely wide, my thumbs pulling them apart so I could bury my face completely between them. My tongue alternated between her pussy and asshole, licking, sucking, and probing both holes like I couldn't get enough.

Autumn's legs shook violently, her knees threatening to buckle as she moaned louder, completely lost in the filthy pleasure of having her sweaty holes ate out so shamelessly.

"My husband never pleasured me like you, Alex," Autumn confessed between heavy breaths, her voice filled with a mix of shame and raw honesty.

"Well, he was fucking stupid," I growled against her skin, my words vibrating into her pussy as I pushed my tongue deeper inside her, licking her inner walls while my nose pressed against her sweaty asshole.

"You know he tried to call me last night?" Autumn said, her voice breaking into a moan as I sucked on her swollen clit.

"Yeah? Does he want to get back with you?" I asked, sliding two fingers into her pussy entrance, curling them upward to rub her G-spot.

"I hung up," she gasped, her hips rolling back against my face. "But I'm sure David must have told him that I'm dating a guy almost half my age."

Hearing Autumn talk about her husband, the stupid man who was foolish enough to leave a woman with a body like this, made something dark and primal surge inside me.

I wanted to claim her even more, to ruin her for anyone else, to make sure she never thought about her ex again.

My cock was throbbing painfully hard between my legs, the head leaking precum as Autumn's holes were right there, ready to be filled by me.

I got up on my knees behind her, lining up my thick, veiny cock with her juicy asshole. The head pressed against her tight, sweaty ring, still slick from my saliva and her own juices.

"Alex... I did squats at the gym today," Autumn said, her voice a mix of nervousness and excitement as she felt me nudge against her. "My ass is sore..."

"Don't worry, babe, I'll be gentle," I lied, my voice low and soothing even as my cock throbbed with raw hunger against her tight, sweaty asshole.

The words came out smoothly, but there was nothing gentle in the way I gripped her wide hips, my fingers digging possessively into the soft, thick flesh as I lined up the swollen head of my cock with her tight ring.

I had no intention of being gentle, I wanted to stretch her, claim her, and make her feel every thick inch of me as I ruined her ass.

I know you won't be gentle... ahhh," Autumn moaned, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement.

She knew me too well, she could feel the raw hunger in my grip, the way my fingers dug possessively into her wide hips, and the thick, throbbing head of my cock pressing insistently against her tiny asshole.

She knew I wasn't going to be gentle, and part of her didn't want me to be.

I pushed forward slowly but relentlessly, the swollen head of my massive cock forcing its way into her tight entrance.

The sight was obscene, my thick, veiny shaft stretching her tiny pink ring to its absolute limit, the contrast between my girth and her small, tight hole making it look almost impossible.

Inch by inch, I sank deeper, feeling her asshole clench and resist before gradually yielding to the pressure, the tight ring swallowing more of my cock as I stretched her open.

"Oh God... I'm gonna die," Autumn cried out with overwhelming pleasure, her voice breaking into a high-pitched moan as her body shook.

Her thick ass cheeks quivered around my shaft, the muscles in her back tensing as she tried to adjust to the intense fullness.

I kept thrusting my cock inside her asshole like an animal, slamming into her with raw, powerful strokes that made her thick ass cheeks ripple and slap against my hips with every impact.

Autumn cried out with every thrust, her voice a mix of sharp pleasure and overwhelmed sensation as her tight ring stretched around my thick shaft.

"You like it, baby?" I growled, reaching forward and pulling Autumn back by her arms, yanking her upper body toward me so I could thrust into her even more mercilessly.

My hips snapped forward harder, driving my cock deeper into her ass with brutal force, the wet, filthy sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the bathroom.

"Umm... I love it..." Autumn cried, her voice breaking into a desperate moan as I continued filling her.

After destroying her asshole for a while, I pulled my cock out of her tightness with a wet pop. Her hole gaped open for a moment, red, stretched, and twitching, before slowly shrinking back, still glistening with my saliva and her own juices.

"Alex... please love me," Autumn moaned, her voice carrying a different kind of arousal today, deeper, more emotional, almost desperate.

It wasn't just lust, there was a vulnerable need in her tone, like she wanted to be claimed, possessed, and reminded that she belonged to me completely.

"Come here," I said, standing up and pulling her up with me. I turned her around and pressed her back against the cool bathroom glass, her soft, sweaty body making a faint imprint on the surface.

I stood in front of her, my chest pressing firmly against her heavy breasts, my hard cock trapped between us against her lower belly.

I leaned in and kissed her deeply, my mouth claiming hers with hunger. Autumn kissed me back just as desperately, her tongue sliding against mine with raw need, her arms wrapping around my neck as she pulled me closer.

She was so needy today, just like Tiffany had been, grinding her lower belly against my cock, rubbing her wet, swollen pussy lips along the underside of my shaft from the front.

Autumn bit her lower lip, her eyes half-closed in pleasure as she continued rubbing herself on me, clearly lost in the sensation of my hard cock sliding between her slick folds without entering her yet.

"Alex... please cum inside as much as you can," she begged, looking straight into my eyes with raw desperation. Her voice was shaky, almost pleading, as if she needed my cum deep inside her more than air right now.

"Why, baby? What happened to you today?" I asked, sliding my fingers under her chin and tilting her face up so she couldn't look away. My thumb brushed her swollen lower lip as I searched her eyes, my cock still pressed firmly against her dripping pussy.

Autumn's cheeks flushed deeper, her breathing ragged as she kept grinding slowly against me. She looked vulnerable and incredibly turned on at the same time.

"I want your baby, Alex," Autumn said, her voice soft and trembling as a deep blush spread across her cheeks and down her neck. She looked up at me with those dark, vulnerable eyes, her expression a mix of shyness and raw, desperate need.

"Yeah? Why do you want to get pregnant with my baby?" I asked, my voice low and rough as I kept my cock pressed against her entrance, slowly rubbing the thick head along her slick, swollen pussy lips.

Autumn just wrapped her arms around me and pulled me deeper into her chest, pressing my face firmly between her heavy, sweaty breasts.

Hearing her say it out loud made my cock throb even harder, the primal urge to breed her surging through me like fire. I wanted to fill her up, to watch her belly grow with my child, to claim her in the most permanent way possible.

I wanted her husband to come back someday, crawling on his knees, begging Autumn to take him back, only to see her standing there, glowing and heavily pregnant with my child.

I wanted him to witness her swollen belly, round and full with my seed, her breasts even bigger and leaking milk because of me.

I didn't know what came over Tiffany and Autumn today. All of a sudden, they wanted my cum as deep as possible. Maybe they all got jealous of the way Julie's body produced milk and how hot her motherly body was.

"Please fill me up," Autumn said, her voice muffled against my shoulder, the words coming out in a desperate, needy whisper. She clung to me even tighter, her thick thighs squeezing around my waist as she rocked her hips, rubbing her dripping pussy against the underside of my hard cock.

"I'm ready for you, Alex... ahh," Autumn moaned, her voice thick with desperate need. She glanced down between our bodies, her eyes dark and hazy with lust as she reached down with one hand.

She spread her swollen pussy lips apart with two fingers, showing me exactly how wet she was for me.

Autumn grabbed my cock with her soft, warm hand, her fingers wrapping around the thick, throbbing shaft as she guided the swollen head to her pussy entrance.

She tapped it slowly against her slick, swollen lips, letting the head kiss her wet folds over and over, teasing both of us as she smeared her arousal all over my cock.

"Ahhh..." I moaned deeply, the sensation was overwhelming. Her pussy was so inviting, hot, dripping, and incredibly soft, the puffy lips parting slightly every time my cockhead nudged against them, as if her body was begging to swallow me whole.

The warmth radiating from her core felt like liquid heat, pulling me in, making my cock twitch and leak fresh precum onto her entrance.

I was drowning in the pleasure of her wetness, the way her pussy seemed to kiss and suck at the head of my cock with every gentle tap, coating me in her slick juices.

I had to go to Aria's royal party tonight. I had promised her I would be her date, that I would stand beside her in front of her entire high-society family. But how could I say no to Autumn right now?

She wanted me to impregnate her, to fill her womb with my cum.

"Alex... please," Autumn whispered, her voice husky and desperate as she looked into my eyes. "I want you inside me. I want you to cum deep... to fill me up until I'm pregnant with your baby."

Her words broke something inside me. I couldn't resist anymore.

Autumn parted her thick thighs slightly and guided my cock with her hand to her pussy entrance, her fingers wrapping around the thick shaft as she rubbed the swollen head up and down her slick, swollen lips.

"Ahhh... it's so hot," I groaned deeply as the intense heat from her pussy radiated against my cockhead. The warmth was overwhelming, like sinking into liquid fire, and my cock twitched with raw excitement, leaking fresh precum onto her entrance as she teased me.

"Good, Alex... let it all in," Autumn said seductively, her voice low and husky as she aligned me perfectly and pushed the head of my cock inside her pussy entrance.

"Fuck..." I growled, the sensation hitting me like a wave. Her walls were so hot and silky, incredibly wet and welcoming after her workout.

I found myself slipping into nothingness, the tight, velvety grip of her mature pussy swallowing my thick cock inch by inch, pulling me deeper as if it had been waiting for me all day.

"Ahhh... you have gotten more big, Alex... ummm," Autumn moaned loudly as my cock slid deeper inside her pussy. She tilted her head and started kissing my neck, her soft lips and warm tongue tracing my skin while her hips rolled forward to take even more of me.

I grabbed her wide hips with both hands, my fingers sinking into the soft, thick flesh, and let myself go crazy.

I started thrusting into her pussy with deep, powerful strokes, the sole reason being to get her pregnant, to flood her womb with my cum until her belly swelled with my child.

Each thrust was deliberate and hard, bottoming out inside her as I claimed her completely.

"That's it, Alex... ahhh... it's so deep," Autumn moaned with every controlled thrust, her voice breaking into desperate, needy cries.

Her thick thighs trembled around my waist, her heavy breasts bouncing against my chest as I fucked her against the shower wall.

Her pussy was incredibly wet and greedy, clenching and fluttering around my cock with every deep plunge, her juices coating my shaft and dripping down my balls.

We were under the showerhead, but we hadn't turned it on yet. So while I was filling up Autumn, I turned it on, since I needed to shower too.

The steam from the running shower swirled around us, making her sweaty skin even slicker as I pounded into her. Autumn's arms stayed wrapped around my neck, her face buried in my shoulder as she moaned and kissed my neck, completely lost in the pleasure of being filled by me.

Her body jiggled beautifully with every thrust, her soft belly pressing into mine, her full breasts squishing against my chest, and her thick ass rippling as I slammed into her.

I could feel her getting closer again, her pussy spasming wildly around my cock as she chased orgasm.

"Alex... I'm about to cum... please cum with me," Autumn begged, her voice desperate and trembling as she wanted to come hard while feeling my seed flood deep inside her pussy.

Her walls were already fluttering wildly around my cock, clenching and milking me as her orgasm built to its peak.

"I'm not close yet, babe," I said, my voice strained. I had come so much inside Tiffany just minutes ago that I was still sensitive and couldn't tip over the edge again so quickly.

"I know a perfect way," Autumn said with a wicked, determined glint in her eyes.

She stopped my thrusting, pushed me back slightly, and pulled my cock out of her pussy with a wet, obscene sound. A thick string of her juices connected us for a moment before breaking.

She dropped to her knees in front of me on the bathroom floor, her thick thighs spreading as she looked up at me with hungry eyes. She took my massive cock in her hand, her fingers wrapping around the slick, veiny shaft as she admired it.

"God... it's so thick," Autumn whispered, her voice full of awe and lust as she stroked me slowly, feeling its weight and hardness. My cock was still glistening with her pussy juices, the head swollen and shiny, veins bulging along the length.

Then she leaned in and started torturing my cockhead with her tongue.

She was wild, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip in fast, teasing circles, flicking the underside, then licking broad strokes from the base all the way to the head.

She sucked the head into her mouth, her lips stretching around the girth as she bobbed her head with eager, determined movements, her tongue pressing firmly against the most sensitive spots.

"Fuck..." I groaned loudly, my hand instinctively moving to the back of her head as Autumn sucked me with fierce intensity.

She was fully determined to make me cum fast, her mouth working me with sloppy, wet sounds, sucking hard on the head, then taking me deeper into her throat, gagging slightly but not stopping.

Her hand stroked the base of my cock in time with her mouth, twisting and squeezing as she worshipped every inch of me.

Autumn pulled back just enough to look up at me with a wicked, possessive smile, her lips shiny and swollen from sucking me.

"I bet your sister can't love your cock like this," she said teasingly, tapping the swollen head of my cock against her tongue.

She licked the bead of precum that had formed at the tip, swirling her tongue around it slowly before swallowing it with an audible, satisfied hum. "Mmm... so salty and thick."

"Fuck... you are the best, Autumn," I groaned, my hand tightening in her hair as she continued to pleasure my cock with slow, deliberate strokes of her tongue and lips.

The sensitivity from cumming so much earlier made every lick feel electric, pushing me dangerously close to the edge again.

"Once your cousins leave, I'm gonna suck you to sleep every night, Alex," Autumn said possessively, her voice low and husky as she looked up at me with dark, hungry eyes.

She gave the head of my cock another slow, wet kiss before taking me back into her mouth, sucking with renewed determination.

"Yeah? Do you think Tiff and Lily would let me all to yourself?" I asked her, my voice strained as her mouth worked me deeper, her tongue pressing against the underside of my shaft.

She didn't answer with words. Instead, she just smiled around my cock, a wicked, confident smile that said she didn't care what the others thought.

Then she gagged herself on my cock again, pushing her head forward until her nose pressed against my pelvis, taking me deep into her throat.

The tight, wet heat of her throat constricted around me, and she held herself there for a few seconds, her eyes watering slightly as she looked up at me with pure devotion.

The sight of Autumn on her knees, gagging on my cock while making it clear she wanted me all to herself, pushed me right to the edge.

I pulled my cock away from Autumn's mouth with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to the head of my shaft. She looked up at me with hazy, lust-filled eyes, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

I grabbed her by the waist and made her stand up, pressing her back against the cool shower glass.

Her mature, thick body looked incredible, heavy breasts heaving, soft belly, wide hips, and those thick thighs still glistening with sweat and her own juices. I was ready to bless her with my seed, to fill her completely and breed her.

I slapped her heavy tit once, hard enough to make the soft flesh jiggle and turn a light shade of red.

"Ahhhh!" Autumn cried out, the sharp sting mixing with pleasure as her nipple hardened instantly.

I slapped the other one right after, watching both of her heavy tits bounce and redden under my palm. Then I leaned in and bit her nipples, first one, then the other, sucking and biting just hard enough to make them throb and turn a deeper shade of red with pleasure.

"I'm gonna fill you up, babe," I said, my voice dark with lust as I lined up my thick, throbbing cock against her pussy entrance and pressed forward.

Autumn grabbed my hips with both hands, guiding me inside herself as she bit her lower lip, feeling exactly how much I was going to fill her up with my warm, thick cum.

Her eyes fluttered as the head of my cock stretched her entrance open, and she let out a long, needy moan when I sank deeper, inch by inch, until I was buried to the hilt inside her warm, wet pussy.

I started thrusting again, deep, steady strokes that made her thick body jiggle with every impact.

"Ahhh... God..." Autumn moaned, her head falling back against the shower wall as I built her orgasm again.

I kept my own release under control, wanting us to cum together, thrusting with deliberate, powerful movements while my hands roamed over her body, squeezing her heavy breasts, pinching her nipples, and gripping her wide hips to pull her onto my cock harder.

The shower water continued to rain down on us, making her skin even slicker as I fucked her. Autumn's moans grew louder and more desperate, her legs wrapping around my waist as she took every deep thrust, her pussy milking me with every stroke.

I could feel her getting closer.

"I'm coming, Alex!" Autumn moaned loudly, her voice breaking as her orgasm hit her with full force.

"Me too, babe," I groaned, finally letting myself go.

We both came hard.

Autumn's pussy clenched violently around my cock, spasming in powerful, rhythmic waves as her climax tore through her. A fresh gush of her warm juices squirted out around my shaft, soaking my balls and dripping down her thighs as her walls milked me with desperate, greedy contractions.

At the same time, I buried myself as deep as possible inside her and came hard. My cock pulsed violently, shooting thick, powerful ropes of cum deep into her pussy.

Spurt after heavy spurt flooded her womb, painting her insides white as I emptied my balls completely into her.

"Don't stop, Alex... ahhh!" Autumn cried out, her voice raw with ecstasy as she felt my warm seed filling her completely.

Her pussy kept spasming, milking every last drop from me as if she wanted to drain me dry. She held me even tighter, her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs locked around my waist, pulling me as deep as possible while I continued to pump my cum into her.

I kept thrusting through both of our orgasms, grinding my cock deep inside her to make sure every thick rope reached her womb. The wet, messy sounds of my cum leaking out around my shaft filled the bathroom, mixing with our heavy breathing and moans.

Autumn's thick, curvy body was completely surrendered to me, trembling and twitching in my arms as she took every drop.

We stayed locked together for a long moment, my cock still buried deep inside her cum-filled pussy, pulsing with the last weak spurts. Autumn's walls continued to flutter around me, gently milking me as we both came down from the high.

She finally looked at me, her eyes glassy and satisfied, a small, blissful smile on her lips. "You filled me so much, Alex... I can feel it all inside me," she whispered, her hand moving down to rest on her belly as if she could already sense my seed taking root.

"Yeah, babe... how could I not?" I said, admiring her well-fucked body under the shower spray.

I knew Autumn's husband would eventually want to get back together with her. He would see that his wife was no longer the woman he left behind, she was mine now, thoroughly claimed and bred.

I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy, watching as more of my thick cum followed, leaking in lazy, creamy strands down her inner thighs and mixing with the shower water at our feet.

The mess was obscene, her well-used hole still twitching, unable to hold everything I had pumped into her.

"Let's shower now. I have a party to attend," I said, my hands feeling her thick thighs as she smiled at me, still catching her breath.

A party where I would be claiming a royal girl in front of her fiancé, and her mother would be there, the same woman who had seen me fucking her employee in a boutique fitting room just hours earlier.

How would she react when Aria introduces me as her boyfriend?

This party was going to be so wild. I couldn't even begin to imagine how the night would unfold.

-x-X-x-

"Let me wash you, Alex," Autumn said with a playful, seductive smile as she reached for my cock.

We were standing together under the warm shower spray, the water cascading over our naked bodies.

She squeezed a generous amount of body wash onto her palm and then wrapped her soapy hand around my thick, semi-hard cock, starting to wash me from there.

"You could wash my back first," I said, smiling at her obvious intentions.

"No, Alex... this needs extra care," she replied, her voice low and teasing as her fingers slowly stroked up and down my shaft, spreading the slick body wash over every inch.

It felt less like washing and more like she was deliberately trying to make my cock hard again. Her grip was gentle but firm, her thumb circling the sensitive head while her other fingers massaged the thick veins along the length.

My cock, still sensitive and half-hard after cumming inside her earlier, began to twitch and swell under her touch, growing heavier in her hand.

"Fuck, Autumn... you are not washing me properly," I groaned, my voice rough as her seductive touch sent sparks of pleasure through me.

She wasn't just cleaning me, she was stroking me with slow, deliberate movements, squeezing just enough to make my cock throb and leak a fresh bead of precum that mixed with the soap.

Autumn looked up at me with dark, mischievous eyes, biting her lower lip as she continued. "I think I'm doing it just right," she whispered, her hand twisting slightly around the head before sliding back down to the base.

Her other hand joined in, cupping my balls and gently massaging them with soapy fingers, rolling them softly while her first hand kept pumping my now fully hardening cock.

The warm water rained down on us, making her skin glisten and her heavy breasts bounce slightly with every movement of her arms.

She was clearly enjoying herself, taking her time to wash me, her fingers exploring every ridge and vein as if she couldn't get enough of feeling my cock grow harder in her grasp.

"You know babe, I'm gonna be late for the banquet," I groaned as she squeezed my cock.

Autumn leaned in closer, her heavy, soft breasts pressing firmly against my chest, her hardening nipples brushing and teasing my own stiff nipples as she whispered hotly against my ear, "See? It needed extra care... and it looks much better now."

My shaft had already hardened again under her touch, thick, veiny, and throbbing in her palm.

It was easier to clean it now with the body wash, the slick lather allowing her fingers to glide smoothly up and down the entire length, from the base all the way to the swollen, sensitive head.

As Autumn started washing my chest now, playing with my nipples, my mind wandered to the royal banquet.

The royal banquet was supposed to be elegant, formal, and full of high-society people, politicians, businessmen, other royal families.

Everyone would be dressed in their finest, watching every move, judging every interaction. And in the middle of it all, Aria planned to publicly break up with her fiancé and present me as her new man.

But her mother had seen me earlier today, balls-deep in Tracy, one of her own employees, in a public fitting room.

She had closed the curtain without a word, but she had seen everything, my thick cock stretching Tracy's ass, the way the married woman moaned for me, the raw, filthy way I was claiming her.

Now, tonight, that same woman would be at the banquet, watching her daughter introduce me, the same young man who had just been destroying one of her staff's holes, as her official boyfriend.

The possibilities raced through my mind as I stood in the shower with Autumn.

Would Lady Emilia expose me? Would she pull Aria aside and tell her what she saw? Or would she stay silent, watching me with those sharp, knowing eyes, wondering what kind of man her daughter had chosen?

And what about the fiancé? He would be there too, expecting to be by Aria's side as usual. How would he react when she dumped him publicly and brought me forward instead?

"Alex, you look tense," Autumn said softly as she continued washing my chest, deliberately pressing her slick, soapy breasts against me.

Her full, heavy tits slid up and down my skin, her hard nipples dragging across my chest as she used her body to clean me, her hands roaming over my shoulders and abs.

"Yeah, I was just thinking about the party," I replied, snapping back to the present moment.

"Why don't you invite me?" Autumn suggested, her voice turning low and seductive as she looked up at me with dark, playful eyes. "I have a perfect tight dress for the occasion. It has a low cut in the front, and you know how my ass would look in that."

She gave a little sway of her hips, emphasizing her thick curves. "If the party gets boring, we could always sneak off to some empty room..."

"Yeah, it sounds awesome," I said, "but someone invited me as their date, so..."

"Who?" Autumn asked, stopping her movements and looking at me more intently, her hands still resting on my chest.

"It's my college friend," I said, reaching out to squeeze her soapy breasts, feeling their heavy, slippery weight in my palms as my thumbs brushed over her stiff nipples.

"Your college friend, huh?" she said, her tone teasing but with an edge. "Is she pretty? Does she have curves like mine?" She glanced down at her own body, then back up at me, clearly fishing for reassurance while her hips subtly rolled against me.

"Will there be older women at the party?" Autumn asked, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and subtle jealousy.

She knew from experience exactly how much older, thick women excited me, how their mature curves, soft bodies, and experienced hunger could drive me wild.

"Yeah, it's a royal party," I replied, standing directly under the shower spray as I washed myself, letting the warm water rinse away the body wash from my chest and shoulders. "I'm sure there will be many older royal women there."

Autumn wrapped her arms around me, letting my cock press against her lower belly.

She was clearly jealous at the idea that I would be surrounded by royal MILFs all night. She knew how desperate and horny older women could be, especially high-society ones who were often neglected or bored in their marriages.

The thought of me being in a room full of elegant, curvaceous, experienced women made her tighten her embrace, her fingers tracing possessive patterns over my chest.

"I bet they'll all be staring at you," she murmured against my shoulder, her voice low and slightly pouty. "Those rich, older women with their fancy dresses and perfect bodies... they'll want a young, strong guy like you."

Her hand slid lower, brushing over my abs and then wrapping loosely around my cock again, giving it a slow, teasing stroke under the warm shower water. "Why don't you skip the party?" she whispered. "We'll have so much fun tonight... just you and me."

"I want to, babe, but I promised someone," I said, placing my hands over hers, gently but firmly stopping her strokes. "And don't worry, we'll do something fun tomorrow, okay?"

"Hmmm..." Autumn nodded reluctantly, though the pout on her lips was clear. She kissed me gently, her soft lips lingering on mine for a long moment, as if trying to change my mind with affection.

After quickly finishing the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped out, water still dripping from my body. Autumn stayed under the spray a little longer, watching me with a small, unsatisfied smile.

I left her apartment and headed back to mine through the stairs.

I went into my room and quickly messaged Aria my address so her driver could come pick me up in the Rolls Royce. Then I started getting dressed in the charcoal grey suit I had bought earlier that day.

After some minutes, I was fully dressed, the tailored jacket hugging my shoulders and chest perfectly, the trousers fitting well, and a crisp black shirt underneath. I slipped on the formal black shoes and stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the jacket one last time.

I looked sexy.

As I admired myself in the mirror, turning slightly to check the fit from different angles, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.

It was an unknown number. I picked it up.

"Hello, sir. Miss Aria sent me to pick you up," came the polite, professional voice of Aria's driver.

"Yeah, I'll be there," I replied, and hung up the call.

I took one final look in the mirror, ran a hand through my hair, and slipped my phone into my pocket.

The charcoal grey suit felt expensive and well-made, the fabric smooth against my skin. I knew I looked good, the kind of look that would turn heads at a royal banquet.

I locked the apartment door behind me and headed down to the building entrance. The Rolls Royce was already waiting outside, sleek and black, its engine purring quietly. The driver stood beside the rear door, holding it open for me with a respectful nod.

"Good evening, sir," he said as I approached.

I slid into the luxurious back seat, the leather cool and comfortable. The interior smelled of fine leather and subtle cologne. As the driver closed the door and got back behind the wheel, the car pulled away smoothly from the curb.

I quickly messaged Aria that I was on my way.

After about half an hour, we reached an open area that felt like we had left the bustling city far behind. The car slowed and stopped in front of a massive, ornate gate. For a moment, nothing happened.

Then the guard stationed there pressed a button, and the heavy iron gates swung open smoothly, allowing the Rolls Royce to glide through.

As soon as we entered the main gate, we were on private property. Looking out the tinted window, I could only see expansive, meticulously manicured gardens stretching on both sides of the long driveway.

The landscaping was breathtaking, perfectly trimmed hedges forming geometric patterns, vibrant flower beds in full bloom, elegant fountains with water cascading from marble sculptures.

There were also larger marble statues of mythological figures and historical royals scattered throughout the grounds, giving the entire estate an air of timeless grandeur and old-world wealth.

The gardens looked like something out of a fairy tale.

The driveway itself was wide and paved with smooth stone, lined with tall, ancient-looking trees that formed a natural canopy overhead. The further we drove, the more the mansion came into view at the end of the long path.

Soon we reached the main building, a sprawling, majestic mansion that looked like it belonged in a European palace rather than a modern city.

Several luxury cars were already parked in the circular driveway in front, and well-dressed staff moved about discreetly, preparing for the evening's event.

The Rolls Royce came to a smooth stop right at the main entrance. The driver stepped out and opened the rear door for me with a respectful nod.

I stepped out of the car, adjusting my suit one last time. The evening air was cool and carried the faint scent of flowers from the surrounding gardens.

"Alex!" Aria called out as soon as she saw me. She was waiting at the grand entrance, and the moment our eyes met, she came running toward me with a bright, excited smile.

She looked just like a princess out of a fairy tale. She was wearing a stunning pink dress with thin straps that hugged her figure perfectly, accentuating her elegant curves and making her look even more voluptuous up close.

The dress flowed gracefully to the floor but had a subtle slit that revealed a teasing glimpse of her leg with every step. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in soft waves.

"Wow," I said, unable to hide my admiration as I took her in. She looked breathtaking.

"You look hot," Aria replied with a playful smile, stepping right up to me and placing her hand on my chest. She pressed herself a little too tightly against me, her body molding to mine in a way that was clearly possessive.

Several royal guests who were entering the mansion stopped for a moment to look at us, their eyes widening slightly at the intimate greeting.

"What is this place? Some kind of venue that people book?" I asked, looking around at the grand architecture, the marble columns, and the luxurious surroundings.

"It's my home, silly," Aria said with a soft laugh, her hand still resting on my chest as she looked up at me with sparkling eyes.

-x-X-x-

Of course, it was her home. The sheer scale of Aria's family's wealth still caught me off guard. At this point, I should probably stop questioning it and simply assume that everything around her exists on a royal, almost unreal scale.

Aria took my hand, interlacing her fingers with mine as she gently pulled me toward the main entrance. "Come on. I want to introduce you to everyone."

As we walked inside, I could feel the eyes of the other guests on us.

After walking inside further, we got under a huge chandelier.

Beautiful handiworks adorned the walls and everywhere, and the place was filled with guests, all in elegant suits and dresses.

The grand hall was breathtaking, the massive crystal chandelier above us cast a warm, golden light over the entire space, making everything sparkle.

Intricate hand-carved woodwork, marble sculptures, and priceless paintings covered the walls, while tall arched windows looked out onto the illuminated gardens.

The room was alive with the soft murmur of conversation, the clink of champagne glasses, and the faint sound of classical music playing from a live string quartet in the corner.

Aria stayed close to my side, her arm linked with mine as she guided me through the crowd. She looked radiant in her pink dress, drawing admiring glances from many of the guests, but she only had eyes for me.

Suddenly, Aria tensed beside me, her hand tightening around my arm as a man walked up to us, flanked by men in sharp suits.

I recognized the guy—it was Aria's fiancé. I had seen his picture on Aria's phone when we first met.

He moved with the kind of arrogant confidence that came from money and power, his eyes scanning me with clear disdain before settling on Aria.

"I was looking for you, Aria," the guy said, his tone dripping with possessiveness as he stopped in front of us. He was tall, well-groomed, and wearing an expensive tailored suit that screamed old money.

His gaze flicked back to me with a mocking smirk. "And who might this be? Your new servant, or just someone who wandered in by mistake?"

"Hahahahaah", his goons, burly men in equally sharp suits, let out a loud, mocking laugh behind him, clearly there to intimidate and back up their boss.

The sound drew even more attention.

Several guests nearby stopped their conversations mid-sentence, turning their heads to watch the unfolding drama. Whispers started spreading through the crowd like wildfire.

Aria's grip on my arm tightened for a brief second before she straightened her posture, lifting her chin with regal confidence. She didn't pull away from me. Instead, she stepped slightly closer, pressing her body against my side in a clear display of possession.

"Great, Fabian. I was actually looking for you," Aria said calmly, her voice steady and loud enough for the surrounding guests to hear. She slid her arm more firmly through mine, her fingers interlacing with my hand as she held me close. "I want you to meet my boyfriend, Alex."

She turned to me with a soft, proud smile. "Alex, this is Fabian."

Fabian's face tightened for a split second, a flash of pure anger crossing his features before he quickly masked it with a cold, forced smile.

His jaw clenched visibly, and his eyes narrowed as he looked me up and down, clearly sizing me up and not liking what he saw.

The goons behind him shifted uncomfortably, sensing the sudden shift in tension.

Several guests who had been close enough to hear Aria's words immediately started whispering among themselves.

The murmurs spread like wildfire through the elegant crowd, elegant women in designer gowns leaning toward each other, men in tailored tuxedos raising eyebrows and exchanging shocked glances.

The soft classical music in the background suddenly felt distant as the attention of the entire ballroom shifted toward the unfolding drama in the center of the hall.

Fabian's face tightened visibly. He looked around, noticing how people were talking, staring, and clearly gossiping about what they had just witnessed.

The public humiliation was hitting him hard. His fake, condescending smile faltered for a split second, replaced by a flash of genuine anger and embarrassment before he forced it back into place.

"Boyfriend?" he repeated, his tone dripping with mockery as he let out a short, forced laugh, looking around at the crowd in an attempt to make them think Aria was joking. "You must be joking, Aria. Right?"

He gestured toward me with a dismissive wave, trying to play it off as absurd. "This... nobody? Come on, darling, this isn't funny."

But Aria didn't back down. She stood taller, her arm still firmly linked with mine, and spoke loudly and clearly so that everyone nearby, and many further away, could hear every word.

"No, Fabian," she said, her voice ringing out with confidence and finality. "Alex is my boyfriend, and I'm breaking up with you today."

The words landed like a bomb. A collective hush fell over the immediate area, followed by a surge of louder whispers and gasps.

The scandal was instant and public.

The goons behind Fabian shifted forward slightly, their postures tense and ready. They were most probably his paid bodyguards, broad-shouldered, sharp-suited men whose job was clearly to intimidate and protect.

But Fabian raised his hand quickly, signaling them to stop. He forced a polite, almost gracious smile onto his face, though it looked strained and didn't reach his eyes.

He was clearly trying to salvage the situation and avoid any further public embarrassment in front of the elite crowd.

"I'm glad for you, Aria," Fabian said, taking an immediate turn in tone. "I'm really happy for you."

He stepped forward, positioning himself between us in an attempt to look friendly and in control. He placed one hand on Aria's shoulder and the other on mine, acting as if we were all old childhood friends sharing a casual, civilized moment.

The gesture was forced and awkward, meant to project composure while the whispers around us grew louder.

-x-X-x-

"Hey, Axel or whatever your name is," Fabian said with a condescending smile, "why don't I show you Aria's home? You know, Aria and I have known each other since we were children. We have so many memories together in this place, don't we, baby?"

He tried to drape his arm around Aria's shoulder in a familiar, possessive way, but she immediately shrugged him off.

Fabian's face twitched with barely contained anger, but he kept the fake smile plastered on, refusing to cause a bigger scene in front of the entire royal circle.

The public rejection was clearly stinging his ego, but he was smart enough to know that losing his temper here would only make him look worse.

He wanted to look like some kind of sigma male in front of the public.

"No, Fabian. You don't have to take the trouble," Aria said with a sweet, almost mocking smile as she looked at him. "I'll show Alex my home myself... starting with my room."

Fabian's face twisted for a split second, looking like he was ready to murder someone. He quickly forced a polite, strained smile, trying to maintain his composure in front of the growing crowd of curious guests.

"Oh, come on, baby. I could do this much for you," Fabian said, his voice tight as he tried to sound generous.

"If he wants to be my personal attendant, why don't you let him be, babe?" I said calmly, clearly asserting my dominance over the situation—and over Aria—in front of everyone watching.

Fabian shot me a cold look at that.

"But Alex, I wanted you to meet my mom," Aria replied, looking at me with a slight pout.

"I'll be back soon," I said, giving her a reassuring nod. "Why don't you let your ex show me around?"

Fabian looked like he was one second away from throwing a punch, his jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle twitching. But he forced another fake smile, refusing to cause an even bigger scene in front of the entire elite crowd.

"Alright then," he said through gritted teeth. "Let's go for a little tour."

Aria hesitated for a moment, clearly reluctant to leave me alone with Fabian and his two goons. She gave my arm one last squeeze before nodding. "Okay... but come back soon," she said softly, her eyes lingering on me with a mix of concern and affection.

She finally turned and walked away toward the main hall, her pink dress flowing gracefully as she disappeared into the crowd.

As soon as Aria left, Fabian's grip on my shoulder tightened painfully, his fingers digging in like a vice as he started steering me through the crowded hall.

His touch was no longer pretending to be friendly, it was threatening, a clear warning that he was in control of the situation now.

"You've got some nerve showing up here," he hissed, his eyes burning with barely contained rage. "Do you have any idea who I am? Who my family is?"

"Why, you don't?" I said, mocking him.

He moved me through the sea of elegantly dressed guests, forcing a path with his presence alone. People parted slightly as we passed, some casting curious or uneasy glances at the obvious tension between us.

Fabian's goons followed close behind, their broad shoulders and cold stares making sure no one got too close or tried to interrupt.

He led me out of the main hall through a side exit, the cool night air hitting us as we stepped into the adjacent garden.

The garden was vast and beautifully manicured, with tall hedges, blooming flowers, and soft pathways lit by dim, antique lanterns.

Because all the guests were inside enjoying the banquet, the garden was completely empty and quiet, the only sounds being the faint music drifting from the hall and the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze.

Fabian kept pushing me forward until we reached a secluded spot deeper in the garden, a small clearing surrounded by tall hedges that blocked most of the light from the main path. The lighting here was even dimmer, casting long shadows and creating an isolated atmosphere.

He finally released my shoulder and stepped back, his face no longer hiding his anger. The fake smile was gone, replaced by a cold, venomous glare.

Fabian hissed, his voice low but filled with rage. "Who the hell do you think you are? Some lowlife who can just waltz in and steal my fiancée?"

Fabian's two goons moved swiftly behind me and locked my arms behind my back, their grips like iron vices as they held me firmly in place.

I didn't struggle.

I simply stood there, staring Fabian down with a calm, almost amused expression.

Then he punched me hard across the face.

The blow landed squarely on my cheek, snapping my head to the side with a sharp crack. A burst of pain flared through my jaw, and I could feel the warm trickle of blood starting to drip from the corner of my split lower lip.

I slowly turned my head back to face him... and started laughing.

"Hahahaha..." The sound came out low at first, then louder, genuine amusement mixing with the metallic taste of blood in my mouth.

Fabian's face twisted in confusion and rage as he watched me laugh like the punch had been nothing more than a joke.

I was wondering what his face would look like when I told him the truth, that I had taken his fiancée's virginity, the same girl who was supposed to stay pure for this motherfucker.

"What's funny, bitch?" Fabian snarled, stepping even closer, his voice low and venomous. His expensive cologne mixed with the faint smell of alcohol on his breath as he loomed over me.

"You're trying so hard, buddy. It's so funny," I said.

"Sir, let us take care of him," one of the goons who wasn't holding my arms behind me said.

"No, no—he's mine," Fabian said as he punched me again.

Fabian took a step closer, his eyes narrowing. "You think you can embarrass me in front of everyone? In my own fucking house?"

"That's not your house," I said, spitting a small wad of blood onto the grass beside me, my voice calm and mocking despite the situation.

"Yeah, it's mine, bitch," Fabian snarled, stepping closer. "I'm gonna marry this Aria bitch, and all of this will be mine." His face was red with fury as he threw another punch, this one aimed straight at my stomach.

The blow landed hard, knocking the air out of me for a second. I grunted but kept my smirk, refusing to give him the satisfaction of showing pain.

"You don't know how much I have invested in this relationship," he snarled, jabbing a finger toward me. "Just to get her fortune one day. And I know everything about Aria. We practically grew up together. I know her favorite food, her fears, her secrets — everything."

"Did you know Aria has a mole just above her pussy?" I asked calmly, my tone almost conversational as I looked him dead in the eyes.