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𝙿𝙾𝙻𝚈 𝙶𝙸𝙵 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂
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SHE TOOK THE MAN'S HAND when the cold sting of the wedding ring flashed through her mind. she guided the palm of his hand up to her face, making him cup her cheek for a moment as his thrusts continued on and on - her body becoming boneless underneath his weight and the power of his thrusts. her mind filled with nothing but thoughts of bliss and desire, nothing but desperate pleas for more. for this to never stop. for another moment stolen between family celebrations, for another orgasm and another embrace of those familiar arms. it did not escape her attention how his family seemed to be distracting her older sister - Julia - whenever they were all around the same place, allowing for them to sneak out quickly. without getting caught. he was right - she became obsessed with him. desperately eager for anything and everything he would give her. anything and everything he would want to take.
Anna looked up to meet his gaze, watching Conor as she moved his hand closer to her mouth and then, slowly, parted her lips open. her tongue peeked out and licked around the gold wedding ring on his finger before the brunette lifted her head and took the digit between her lips. inch by inch she pushed it further, swallowing and sucking on Conor's finger as she went until the cool metal of the ring was in her mouth as well. she held it there, licking and sucking at the band as her body finally broke apart underneath his touch and she came - sucking at the man's wedding ring in her mouth.
The entire situation was a little surreal, the sort that they made novels and movies about. The sort that bad pornos were based on, if they were honest. But like a moth to a flame, Conor wasn't able to stay away. Pulled back in a way that was unexplainable. The younger woman was everything that his wife wasn't and was able to pull visceral, previously unrealized actions from the man. Unrealized actions and emotions. He felt young, carefree, wanted all over again. Desired in the way that a man needed. There wasn't a chance he could give this up. Even if he tried to fool himself about it over and over again. Not when his place was supposed to be right between her legs, like he was right then. He grinned when she responded. Begging but demanding. Saying all the right things in order to keep him beholden to her the way that he wanted her beholden to him.
"That's right. All for me," he grunted softly. The bite of her fingernails in the muscle of his back only served as encouragement to continue, driving her to the peak of pleasure that only he could provide. Him. Not some fuckhead that she found at a bar. Or a coworker who couldn't begin to understand the luck that he would have found in landing the woman. Anna was a prize. Lips pressed to her neck, no longer holding himself back. Sloppy kisses mixed with the blunt pressure of his teeth biting into the delicate column. Marks left behind that would need to be explained. Conor couldn't care any longer though. The hand against her hip slipped up her body, allowing her to feel the cool touch of the wedding ring still on his finger. "Love how wet it makes you, fucking a married man. One that is supposed to belong to your sister. Such a dirty little slut for me." He pulled his lips away from her neck finally, head back enough hat he was able to look at her.
"I won't be able to lay in this bed with her again without thinking of you. Fuck, don't know if I won't be able to keep myself from getting hard. Remembering how you cried out so sweetly for me, creaming all over my cock and soaking the sheets."
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THIS WAS SO WRONG. so different from everything she described the job to be when her parents asked about it. when they asked what she did around the house she mentioned the regular chores - cooking, laundry, feeding the kids. she never even dared to go near all the things she took care of in between the main tasks - how she crawled under the table and sucked Alonzo's cock every morning at breakfast. how she bent over his bed and got fucked until she couldn't stand every afternoon. how her stomach was full of his come that she either swallowed or was stuffed with - depending which hole the man wanted to use at the moment. at the same time Lily could not even begin to imagine how boring and mundane this would have been if she were just that. just a nanny.
"Alonzo." the blonde groaned as the man did not let up on his torturous touch, quite the opposite - his thrusts picked up the speed and strength and sent her steering towards the edge of an orgasm without trouble. without hesitation or warning. the woman whimpered, back arching to push her heavy tits more into the touch of his hands, desperate for more of the strong grip he had on them. "please." she tilted her head back, resting it against the man's shoulder, needing to hold onto his forearms as a way of obtaining balance as his cock stretched her beyond any reason "please I need you to knock me up, I wanna be pregnant, I wanna be full of your come and your baby." she whimpered "make my tits fill with milk so you can milk me every day, even before the baby comes, just for you."
He grinned as he placed softer kisses against her shoulder, the sounds and the curses music to his ears. The sort that lived forever in his head. Playing on repeat when he was alone. Alonzo had more luck than most though. He never had to go all that far to be able to experience it all over again. Should he have desired Lily the way that he did? Absolutely not. It was wrong on many levels. That hadn't stopped the way that his resolve had broken when she had shown the same interest. And her father hadn't known any better. He wouldn't for awhile still. Lily was living full time. A live in nanny was the situation explained and his friend had fully understood given how busy Alonzo's business was and the amount of work that had to go into the ranch. There hadn't been a single question about it and Alonzo was granted access to the younger woman as often as he wanted.
Lily was so reactive to touch. Something that had been evident early on and exploited as much as possible. She had allowed him to indulge as often as he wanted, rarely if ever turning him down. The idea of getting her pregnant had only been more recent, the animalistic part of his brain flaring to control every action when it had been ignited after seeing her caring for his kids. A drive that had always been but had laid dormant in recent years. At her teasing, his fingers lightly pinched the already perr nipples, his cock pulsing in her depths at the thought of her breasts leaking.
"You say that like it's a bad thing," he murmured. More attention was paid to the area in question, hands never leaving the soft mounds of flesh. All in time with each driving motion forward, though he paused for a moment, stating buried in her so she could feel every inch stretching her open. Her body practically made for his. "Tell me how badly you want it." He loved hearing it, knowing that she was just as far gone as he was for it all. Hips shifted, simply grinding against her as he waited for her response.
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THE LOOK OF SHOCK ON THE OTHER woman's face was almost worth it. Anna watched with nothing if not a viciously vindictive glint in her green eyes as the blonde stood there shocked for a moment and then scoffed before sauntering away. it was obvious that she had quite a plan to flirt with the handsome man for longer than this, not used to denial and rejection. "you have a funny way of showing that." the brunette pointed out, watching as her husban took a sip of the wine from her glass, noting how the smallest trace of lipstick was now pressed into the flesh of his lips as if in a futile attempt of claiming him through accident. she chuckled, lifting her hand to cup the man's cheek before she wiped at his lips with her thumb, getting rid of the deep berry shade.
"well, you asked again and again and again and finally - I agreed to go out with you." Anna teased "more as a mean to finally get some peace and quiet from your constant whining." she added in jest, knowing that was the furthest thing from the truth. her green eyes sparkled with playful mirth, not shying away from the man's touch when his hands claimed what belonged to him. "another hour and we can go home." the brunette added after another moment, her own arm wrapping around Cyrus' waist under his suit jacket, tracing patterns across the man's back as if the need for physical contact was too great to ignore "---maybe half an hour."
His eyes flickered over to his wife, a warm smile curling at the corners of his lips, as he took in her approach. He knew that look in her eyes, the one that was a mix of jealousy and mischief. Cyrus had always found it endearing, but also knew it was important to handle with care. He stepped slightly closer to Anna, placing a comforting hand on her lower back, while addressing the blonde woman with a polite smile, "Excuse us for a moment, would you? I’m sure you’ll understand… happy wife, happy life”. Cyrus chuckled, showing off the wedding band on his finger like the treasure it was to him. Ever since he’d met his better half, he had no interest whatsoever in anyone but her and he always made sure she, and everyone else knew exactly that.
Turning to Anna, he leaned in to whisper in her ear, "You know, you're the only one that can ever command my full attention, darling." His voice was low and smooth, a gentle caress that was meant to reassure her. He took the wine glass from her hand and took a sip, his eyes never leaving hers. "You look absolutely stunning tonight, as always. Remind me, how did I get so lucky?” His thumb traced small circles on her hip, his touch both comforting and possessive. “You’re the reason I’m standing here. The reason I get out of bed in the morning— or not.” Cyrus smirked at her mischievously, winking at her to emphasize his little innuendo; the thought of them in the sheets together was enough to send his fantasies to the most inappropriate places. The look in his eyes clouded with desire -- an effect only his wife was able to cause in him but he knew he had to behave in public and so he tried his very best.
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IT WAS A BAD DECISION BUT ONE the brunette would not take back - as she leaned forward it changed the angle of his cock nestled within her pussy. it reached so deep that it almost hurt, making the woman grit her teeth to stop a painful gasp from escaping her throat when Ben's hips moved without her control. without preparation. without warning. and while he could hide behind her, keep himself in the shadows from his wife's gaze - Anna was the one at the front line. right there across the table from where the older woman stood and talked. Anna tried to focus on her mother's words. she really did. but as Ben grasped at her hips with a possesive and controlling hold to use her better there was no rational thought left within her mind. the younger brunette turned her head to the side as the next thrust sent her onto her tip-toes and leaning more onto the table as if to escape the reach of his cock - to no use and they both knew it. "shit." Anna cursed under her breath, her walls clenching like steel vices around Ben's length and his words only worked to break her quicker. faster. with no hesitation. "shit, daddy." the woman whimpered quietly, legs shaking and no longer able to hold all of her weight as the pleasure washed through her. she sank onto his lap fully, tears welling in her eyes as the entirety of his thick, pulsing cock claimed her tightness. "y-yes, mom, s-sure." Anna added, voice breathless as the question of her mother's rang in the air but what she was agreeing to? she had no clue.
any other woman-- like his wife-- wouldn't have been able to take all of him. with his thick girth at eleven inches. they would struggle to sit fully on his cock. but not his sweet, anna. he has trained her perfectly to take all of him inside her. this wouldn't be the first time the two had nearly gotten caught fucking out in the open and she was forced to sit on his cock while in long conversation with her mother and his wife. after all, one of his wife's favourite past time was to yap away at them. like right now. one question has turned into her going off on a tangent about absolutely nothing neither of them cared about. but as he pretends to be a doting and caring husband he simply nods and act as if he was listening. even as his daughter leaned forward, giving him a peak of his cock still buried deep inside her. all he could do was grip the side of her plump ass as he moved his body on the chair so he was relaxed, slightly back against the chair. this position allowed him to thrusts upwards into her. "that's right. have you picked a movie for us to watch. you know it's your turn, my love." both hands gripped tighter on the sides of her ass, picking her body up slightly as he pulled back, only to slam himself inside. "fucking hell.." he muttered against the back of her head. "so goddamn tight, princess. daddy loves your cunt so much."
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THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE STIRRED HER from the near-unconscious state of mind. Anna lifted her head, looking down the length of her used body at the familiar man climbing onto the bed with her. her frame was absolutely ruined, taken and used for hours ever since the reunion began. it was no surprise, she was still one of the newest members allowed to the full celebrations as she was one of the youngest of all of her cousins. Ellie, only a few years older than her, had been participating for years now and still didn't get much of a break in-between all the starved men and women aching for relief.
"I don't think keeping me to yourself is the point of this vacation." Anna pointed out with a chuckle, laying back down on the bed. she gave a small groan as her tired muscles protested against her movements. her older brothers used her last, filling her pussy and mouth full of their cum, leaving streaks of white fluids across her breasts and stomach - she was a mess. a rightfull mess. "yes, it's been so much fun so far." the brunette nodded her head in agreement, pale thighs marred with bitemarks and bruises in the shape of fingers now parting for him to have easier access to her holes - as she had learnt to do ever since they began to have fun together. alwasy ready. always prepared. "did you have fun? who did you spend the day with?"
Their family traditions were strange but he wouldn’t change it for a thing, but now he was going to see his favourite niece. Anna was special to him even outside of these reunions, so he liked to have her all to himself. But with how it got in the past years, it couldn’t always be helped. Checking one room after another, Roman was only met with the usual sights and sounds. As annoyed as he was, Roman did love those sounds of flesh slapping and gagging more then anything. As he climbed the stairs to Anna’s bedroom, he stopped in the doorway rather annoyed. Seeing how well used Anna was meant his instructions were ignored. “After this I’ll need to have a word or two with some people babygirl..I would’ve preferred to keep you to myself.” Roman was clearly annoyed. “Have you enjoyed yourself at least?” Roman questioned climbing into bed with her, letting his thumb press against her swollen clit, as he waited for answer. “And Ellie is taking plenty at the moment..” he’d have been with Anna sooner, but another of his nieces wouldn’t take no for an answer.
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OUT ;; gimmie an hour and ill be here to write. if anyone's around to chat or plot - hmu in the messages!
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I want someone to just grope my tits in public like I'm nothing more then a pretty toy
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#i'm just sayin' #he should lean against things more often
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A good slut goes to sleep naked with toys in so she gets used to it, and men can come and use her pussy freely without waking her up
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1x1 | 7x1
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𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑.
in revenge of the sith.
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"no please, it's too tight, you won't fit" is really just me begging for you to stick the entire thing in my ass
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THE SNOW HAD LET OFF AND IN ITS PLACE came the gentle drizzle of warm rain, washing away the grey and white aesthetic of the season and replacing it with something far more alive. it meant many things, above all that there would be more and more work to be done around the house and the animals. the short days and long nights spent together by the fireplace or watching movies turning into long days of sweat and excitement about the fruits of labor out in the fields. it was a tough life, one that she hoped that she was helping with by taking care of the children adn the household, leaving only the necessary hard work for Alonzo.
"shit." Lily gasped as his hands found her tits, the warmth of the hold and the confidence with which he reached for her bosom never failing to make her turned on. her walls clenched around Alonzo's cock in her pussy, rewarding the man for the sparks of bliss that shot down her spine as soon as he grasped her breasts. the woman tilted her head back, resting it against his shoulder as she stood there - a small smile on her lips as her core was filled to the brim with the huge girth of her lover's cock and her body cherished by his hands.
"I wouldn't be surprised." Lily nodded her head, pale blue eyes closing as she relaxed, the glide of his heavy cock into her from behind becoming such a primal sensation that overwhelmed her senses. becoming nothing but a toy for his use, a cumdump. "today's the most fertile day in this cycle." she pointed out, knowing that it would only spurr him on to reach the single goal "and if you're not careful my tits are gonna drip milk soo either way with how often you grope at them."
@wantcn : extremely usfw gif meme for Alonzo & Lily
A gentle rain fell outside of the windows that they were stationed in front of, world blooming around as the spring crept in and brought everything to life. A softness that contrasted to the actions that were occurring in the bedroom. Though, it was far from the usual frantic pace that came because it was about reaching that pleasure filled high before something pulled one of them away. While he had Lily living her, a built in nanny that had become more, there were plenty of nights that sleep overtook anything else in terms of priority and the sex between the two was nothing more than a rushed quickie in the kitchen, laundry room, bathroom. Well, anywhere in the house, really. It wasn't like either were particularly worried about getting caught or picky about where they got off.
Alonzo had taken the opportunity of an early night for the both of them, though. Stripped down so skin was pressed to skin, he had her back pressed to his chest. Arms were wrapped around her smaller, petite frame. Perfectly soft everywhere it needed to be, feminine and curved in a way that was addicting. Hands were pressed to her perky tits, groping while fingers occasional rolled the pebbled nipples. Each slow thrust of his hips drove him into her warmth, her body accepting every inch as it always did. The perfect addition to his life in every way. "Bet tonight will be the night I knock you up," he murmured into her ear. "I can't wait to see you swell, have these perfect tits leaking with milk. All because you let me cum inside this tight body. You want it, don't you?"
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THE SMELL OF HER SISTER'S FAVORITE SHAMPOO lingered on the pillows all around her, refusing to let her forget exactly where she was. the brunette groaned softly as her thighs spread a little bit wider, her body taking control of its own urges and needs, desperately inviting the man to settle in even closer. to be able to push in even deeper. Anna could feel the entirety of Connor's weight on top of her, his broad shoulders caging her against the bed, his hips working a maddening pace to thrust himself in and out of the tight and - embrassingly - wet heat of her core. she was lost to the sensation, uncaring of anything else happening all around them. the world could be ending and the last thought on her mind would have been the pleasure inflicted by her brother-in-law.
the woman moaned when Connor spoke, his voice like sin within her ear, dripping honey with the naughty words he uttered as if the bliss wrapping itself around her was not enough. the man had ruined her, showed her exactly what sex could feel like and it was unlike anything Anna had experienced before. there would be no other chance for the brunette to ever feel so good, so blissed out, so relaxed and content.
"Yes, yes yes." Anna repeated in a low, broken tone of voice - the sound shaking slightly by the end as her body shivered under the onslaught of pleasure. "all for you, only for you." the brunette promised, fingernails digging into his back as she arched her back so eager to press her bare, heavy breasts into his chest "fuck me on her pillow, make me come on her side of the bed."
@wantcn : extremely usfw gif meme for Conor & Anna
What had started off as a supposed mistake, a one-time thing that should have never happened again, turned into something that couldn't have ever been suspected. Conor's marriage had been dead for quite a number of years by now, neither particularly enjoying the others company but nothing being done about it for the sake of public appearances. His job at the university and her position within the local government. Conor had been faithful through it all. Until his wife's sister had thrown a monkey wrench into it all. Anna had always, at least objectively, been the better looking of the two. There was something about the carefree nature, the fuck it all attitude, that had drawn him in. He had been friendly with his sister in law, but never inappropriate. Until one night, a few drinks had brought forth the misery that was his marriage and a change in the relationship between he and Anna. He had tried his best to push it off, but Anna was persistent. And he was too weak to fight against it. She was so much better in every way.
Keeping Anna pinned beneath him, there was an incredible thrill that ran through him at the fact that he was fucking another woman in the same bed that he shared with his wife. The woman who was out of town for a few days and entirely clueless as to what he and her sister were doing behind her back. Grunting, Conor couldn't slow himself, hips slamming forward as the sound of skin slapping skin, the wet sounds of sex echoed off of the walls for the first time in years. Younger, tighter, everything about Anna was far better. An upgrade could be said. "Fuck. You feel so fucking good. So wet for me. Is it getting you off that you're fucking your sisters husband in the bed that we share? Hm?"
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THIS HAD BECOME NOTHING BUT A HAZE OF DREAM - a situation that she never believed could have happened. she had stumbled upon the man out of the blue, by nothing but sheer fate. she hadn't even made a conscious choice to go back home, simply ending up in the area by coincidence for work related purposes and deciding to visit her parents and some friends. stay for the weekend. go to the cemetary to visit the grave of a man that once meant so much to her. sleep in her old bedroom for a night or two. instead, the brunette ended up wrapped in the arms of the very same man that lingered within her thoughts ever since the last time she saw him. a man that plagued her thoughts and her dreams, never quite healing her broken heart.
so many questions still swarmed through her head, making Olivia's heart skip a beat as confusion and some fear tingled along the line of her spine. but the color of Kane's eyes was the exact same shade as it had been years before, even if everything else about him changed. matured. grew up and hardened. even now, splattered with blood after saving her - he was the man she loved. completely.
her toes pointed up to the ceiling as Kane's thrusts rubbed against that particularly sensitive spot in the back of her pussy, a low moan escaping her throat as her fingers tightened on the fabric of the bedsheets. Olivia could feel the orgasm fast approaching, another one sneaking up on her through the haze of pleasure that simply grew more and more intense with each new powerful, nearly brutal, forward thrust of the man's powerful frame "please." the brunette whimpered, brown eyes gazing into his, slender fingers grasping for his forearm as if in desperate need to hold onto something as the orgasm approached "please, Kane, don't stop."
@wantcn : extremely usfw gif meme for Kane & Olivia
Bloodshed and violence. It had been his whole world for years. The only thing his hands and body were capable of when it came down to it. Things had changed when Olivia had unknowingly stumbled back into his life. The one little floating piece of happiness that had remained from his life before, the only sense of peace that he was able to find when he wasn't swinging an axe. Kane hadn't expected her to show up and for him to be able to make her stay. Things had all quickly snowballed down a huge slope once she had shown. And now he had her. In every way possible. Never to let go again. Hands clasped her thigh, keeping the leg propped against his broad chest. The smoothest and softness of the skin was a stark contrast to his work worn hands and he couldn't get enough.
Opened up to him, she was forced to accept every forceful, hard thrust forward that drove his rigid cock into her tight channel. His eyes were locked onto her chest, waiting the way that her tits swayed every time he thrust forward, a memorizing motion that helped to soothe away any hint of violent intent that lingered in the periphery of his mind. Mine. It was the only mantra on repeat. She was his and no one would take her away. Surely, she had to be a little tired by now, they had been at it for awhile, but Kane wasn't going to stop until he was satisfied. Whether it was too much for her or not. He was still hard and still driven to meet a need that hadn't been satisfied well enough in years.
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