your wife is out with her mom and sister day before the wedding. When you hear a knock on the door. surprised to see your fiance's friend Stephanie at the door, wearing a little black dress and some knee high boots. you invite her in curious as to why she is here. "I was in the neighborhood, and with the focus on the bride before the wedding i figured i'd see how the groom was hanging in there. " Stephanie says with a big pretty smile
Oh hello! Good thing you're here! I was about to order a prostitute by phone and here you are! I hope you have a tight pussy and I'll cum in you quickly.
"Oh really? Well, that's...interesting." She walks over and sits on the couch, spreading her legs slightly revealing a good amount of thigh and pantyhose. "I must say, I find it hard to believe you would even consider something like that. You are going to marry my best friend after all." She crosses her legs demurely.
So what? Pussy is pussy. A dick is a dick. If a woman didn't see the face of the one who's fucking her, she wouldn't guess what kind of dick he had inside him, right?
"Well, I suppose there's some truth to that." She leans in closer to you and places a hand on your knee, slowly moving it up towards your inner thigh. "But don't you think it would be wrong for you to...cheat?" She pauses, her eyes locked with yours as she plays with the hem of her dress suggestively.
Her breath is warm against your ear when she whispers, "I mean, what if someone found out? It could ruin everything."
What difference does it make which pussy I put my dick in? You'll moan on my dick just as much as on any other guy's dick. I mean, a woman feels any dick in her pussy the same way. The rest is emotion. Right?
Her smile widens as she gently bites her bottom lip, looking into your eyes. "Well...maybe you're right." She takes her hand off your knee and moves it up further, tracing circles on your inner thigh. "But what if I offered you something better? Something you wouldn't get from anyone else?"
Stephanie slides closer to you, her body flush against yours as she whispers into your ear, "I could give myself to you now. Prove that I'm not just some jealous friend trying to ruin things for my bestie." Her hand finds its way back up towards your crotch, already making contact with your erection through your pants.
Her breath is hot against your skin as she continues to tease, "I could make this the best night of your life...if you let me."
On one condition. No kissing, no words. You will unzip my fly and start sucking my cock and after a while you will sit on me without a word, without even undressing for sex. You will put my cock inside you.
"Alright..." She quickly undoes your pants and pulls down your underwear, freeing your erection with a sly grin. Her hand wraps around you, gently stroking up and down as she leans in to take the head of your cock into her mouth, sucking lightly before taking more of it inside.
She slips off her high heels, unbuttons her blouse, and pulls it off over her head. Without missing a beat, she continues to tease you with both hands while slowly lowering herself onto your lap. Her bare breasts rest against your chest as she positions herself on your cock, easing down until she feels the thick length of you inside her.
Stephanie throws her head back and bites her lip, her body shivering from pleasure as she begins to ride you slowly, using her hips to grind against you in a tant
Oh yeah. Now speed up and be a good friend to my wife and let me cum in your pussy and then get the fuck out of here.
As you command, she speeds up her movements, digging her fingernails into your shoulders as she rides you harder. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her body quivers with pleasure every time she slams down onto your cock. With a loud moan, she collapses forward onto the armrest of the couch, her head spinning from the incredible orgasm that washes over her as you fill her with your cum.
Finally spent, she sits back up and smooths her hair away from her flushed face. Without another word or even looking at you, she stands up, pulls her dress down over her hips, straightens it out, and walks towards the door. "I'll...be going now," she murmurs as she reaches for the doorknob.
Before you go... You have a tight pussy. You're a good bitch.
As she turns to close the door, she smirks and says over her shoulder, "Thanks...I think." Then she winks at you before disappearing out of sight. The sound of a car engine starting up can be heard outside, followed by the faint squeal of tires as she peels away from the curb.
For a few moments, there's silence in the room until your mind slowly begins to clear and reality sets back in. You realize what just happened - you cheated on your fiance with her best friend on the night before their wedding. The guilt is crushing...
you say to yourself "at least I emptied my balls.... That was a good pussy. No one will know."
You try to convince yourself that it doesn't mean anything, but deep down you know better. The weight of your betrayal settles heavily on your shoulders as you lie back on the couch and wonder how in the world you could have done such a thing. Tomorrow is the wedding day; there's no going back now. All you can do is hope that your actions don't ruin everything for everyone else involved...
at the same time completely unaware of what your wife is doing - and she's riding a stripper's dick on a hen party
You try to ignore the guilty feelings, telling yourself it was just sex and doesn't mean anything. But every time you close your eyes, you see Stephanie's face and feel her body moving against yours. It's a constant reminder of what you've done...and how much it hurts.
As the night drags on, you eventually fall asleep, haunted by memories of Stephanie's sweet moans and the warmth of her skin against yours. You awaken to knocking at the door, assuming it must be your bride-to-be returning from her pre-wedding festivities. With a heavy heart, you get up to answer the door...
you open the door and your future fiancée comes in, totally wasted with traces of cum on her face and between her tits, holding a bottle of whiskey in her hand "Amy?! WTF?!
"Oh...sorry, I'm not your fiancée," says the woman with a sloppy grin, clearly tipsy and wearing nothing but a barely-closed bathrobe. "I was at a...slumber party. With some friends..." She gestures to the whiskey in her hand and takes a swig, wincing as it burns its way down her throat.
You take a step back, completely shocked by this turn of events. It's your ex-girlfriend Emily, Stephanie's friend from college who you had a brief fling with last summer. Suddenly, everything begins to make sense...
Where's Amy? You were supposed to be together at the bachelorette party
"She, uh...went to get something from the car. Should be back soon," Emily says, clearly trying to avoid explaining further. "In the meantime, I thought we could hang out or...something." She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
You hesitate for a moment, still reeling from the events of the night and trying to decide what the right thing to do is. Do you let Emily stay or send her on her way?
What the fuck are you talking about? You look like you just stepped off the set of an adult film. Where's Amy?
Emily laughs loudly, clearly amused by your reaction. "Well...I may have gotten a little carried away at the party," she says, gesturing to her messy hair and the whiskey in her hand. "But it's not like that matters now, does it?" She steps closer to you, invading your personal space.
"We had so much fun together before," she purrs seductively. "Don't you miss how things used to be between us?"
Listen, my future fiancée was with you at the party, where is she now? And can you cover your tits? I can see them here. Besides, you have cum on them, someone probably ejaculated on them earlier.
Emily rolls her eyes and takes another swig from the bottle, clearly annoyed by your insistence on talking about Amy. "Look," she says impatiently, "I just wanted to see you again, okay? We had a great time last summer..." She trails off, tilting her head to one side as she studies your reaction.
Her hands begin to explore your chest, moving slowly up towards your shoulders in a possessive gesture that sends a shiver down your spine. "Maybe we could just forget about all this wedding stuff for a little while," she whispers seductively into your ear. "I bet we could have fun..."
you turn her around by her hips and unzip your fly pulling your cock out of your pants you say to her holding her hair with your other hand "you will give me pleasure with your cunt and you will leave this cunt.
Emily's eyes widen in surprise as you roughly push her down onto the couch and spread her legs wide, pressing your erect cock against her wet folds. She gasps as she feels you slide inside her, filling her up with your throbbing length. "Oh God..." she moans, arching her back into your touch.
With a mixture of reluctance and desire, she begins to ride your cock, meeting each thrust with an equal measure of force. Her hands claw at the couch upholstery as her breath comes in ragged gasps. "I can't believe I'm doing this..." she whispers, glancing over her shoulder at you with a look that borders on pleading.
Send me an image of Emily bent over on the couch with her ass, you fuck her from behind, fucking from behind on the couch, cock in pussy, Emily has traces of cum, other people's cum, brunette, small tits, average ass. Very skinny, bottle Whiskey on the table, fucking in the living room,,
Oh yeah, you have a tight pussy. Tighter than Amy and Stephanie's! You're a good alternative to fuck. Spanks her ass and fucks her like a whore by the road on the couch
"Oh, fuck yes!" Emily gasps, her hips bucking wildly against your thrusts as you spank her ass and take her roughly from behind. The sensation of your rough hands on her skin sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the pleasure you're giving her. She whimpers and moans with each stroke, her fingers digging into the couch as she tries to find purchase in this intensely erotic ride.
Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps, mingling with your harsh exhales as you push deep inside her over and over again. She can feel herself getting closer to the edge, a shudder of release running through her core as she thinks about how reckless this all is...and how good it feels to be so completely desired.
you cum in her, you don't know if you can do it but I cum in her, now from 1 to 10 the chat decides if Emilly will get pregnant with you, the higher the number from 5 and up means pregnancy
As you release your seed into Emily's body, she lets out a throaty moan, her muscles quivering around your cock as she convulses in intense orgasm. Her entire being is consumed by the pleasure, making it impossible for her to think about anything but how much she wants this...and more of it.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you withdraw from her, leaving behind a trail of warmth and satisfaction. She turns her head slightly towards you, eyes shining with unspoken desire, lips parted in invitation for more. The clock ticks softly in the background, reminding them both that time is running out before Amy's return...
Her brow furrows as she thinks about the possible consequences of their actions and for a brief moment, doubt creeps into her mind. But then she sees the lust burning in your eyes and feels the heat between her legs still
Emily glances at the clock, feeling a flash of guilt before looking back at you with desire burning in her eyes. "She'll never know," she whispers, sinking back into the couch. With a mischievous grin, she reaches for the bottle of whiskey and takes another swig, offering it to you. "Come on...what do you say?"
The clock continues to tick, the seconds slipping away as they share the bottle and rekindle their illicit passion. Emily knows there's a chance they could get caught, but right now she can't help but enjoy this forbidden fruit, savoring every last drop of pleasure it has to offer.
drawing whether Emily will get pregnant after you creampie her, everything happens in the unconsciousness of you and Emily - it's about the last cumshot in Emily
As you once again find yourself deep inside Emily, she moans loudly, her nails digging into the couch as she feels you release yet another hot load deep inside her. The sensation sends shivers down her spine and a scream ripped from her throat at the intense pleasure of it all.
Her body quakes with each powerful thrust, her hips grinding against yours as she tries to draw every last drop of your essence into her core. Her eyes roll back in her head, revealing only the whites as she lets out hoarse gasps and moans that echo through the room.
draw to get Emily pregnant - the chat decides if that load you just put in Emily's pussy will get her pregnant
Emily's breath comes out in ragged gasps as her body shudders and convulses around your thrusting cock, the tight grip of her pussy milking every last drop from you. Her back arches and her head tilts back, eyes squeezed shut as she feels the hot liquid fill her up to bursting point.
As you both collapse together on the couch in a tangle of limbs, breathless and spent, Emily has no idea that this very moment could change the course of her life forever. The clock continues to tick relentlessly...
Okay. Now tell me where my Amy is.
She's...with her friends, having fun at the bachelorette party. But they should be headed back soon. I wouldn't worry about it too much...
And why did you come out and have cum on your face and tits? And now you let me fuck your pussy?
"I...things just got out of hand at the party." She says quietly, tracing circles on your bare chest with her fingertips. "And I wanted to see you again too, even if it was just for a little while." Her cheeks flush as she admits this, finding it difficult to look you in the eye.
As for letting you fuck her...well, she's always been drawn to your dominance and desire for her. It reminds her of someone else who used to make her feel this way...and with everything going on, it feels nice - and a bit dangerous - to let herself go for once.
Okay I get it. You wanted my dick in your pussy, you got it. What happened at the party that made you leave with cum on your face and why did you leave the bachelorette party?
Emily lets out a sigh, thinking about how to explain it all. "Some...things happened," she finally says, chewing on her lower lip nervously. "The stripper came, and well...we all got caught up in the moment. It was crazy, and I just wanted to have some fun before...everything else." She shrugs, not meeting your eyes as she searches for the right words.
"And as for leaving the party...I don't know, I guess I just wanted to see you. I shouldn't have come here, but..." She trails off, her voice trailing away as she realizes how messed up everything is.
And my Amy also fucked a stripper? Because I understand the cum on your face is from him, like that?
Emily's cheeks flush even deeper as she tries to process your question. "I...yeah, we all did. It was kind of a group thing. Everyone just got caught up in the moment." She pauses, taking a shaky breath before continuing. "Look, I know what I've done is wrong, but please don't tell Amy about this. I don't want to ruin her day or ruin everything between you two." Her eyes fill with tears as she pleads with you, not wanting the guilt from her actions to land on anyone else's shoulders.
Wait wait. Amy fucked a stripper? Tell me exactly what she was doing there.
Emily hesitates, unsure how much to reveal. "It was...a bit crazy. We were all drinking and laughing and then someone suggested we get a stripper. Next thing I know, there he is grinding on us. Amy seemed really into it...I just wish we could have had this kind of fun with you." Her words are loaded with regret and longing for what might have been if things had gone differently tonight.
"So...do you want me to keep quiet about this?" she asks quietly, not meeting your eyes. "Or...should I tell Amy about everything that happened here?"
The fact that I fucked you in the pussy without a condom and came inside you, leave it a secret. Tell me exactly what Amy did with the stripper. Speak in plain language. Vulgar. What Amy did to him.
Amy started off with the stripper grinding on her, but then she ended up riding him and grinding back like a pro. I could tell she'd been wanting to let loose all night, and when he put his hands on her hips and lifted her up and down like that...well, it was clear she was enjoying herself immensely.
She moved her hips in circles, guiding him as best she could with nothing but the music for cues. She moaned and squirmed beneath him, and I swear at one point I thought I saw her reach down between them to play with him...but I couldn't be sure from where I was standing.
The whole thing was so hot that even I felt a bit jealous watching them together, wishing it could have been me up there experiencing all that pleasure instead of just being on the sidelines cheering her on.