Emily's Burning Desire
Copyright© 2025 by CaffeinatedTales
Chapter 60
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 60 - In the sultry shadows of desire, innocent Emily lusts after her roommate's hunky boyfriend, igniting a wildfire of forbidden passion. One drunken night unleashes a torrent of ecstasy as she's ravished by his massive cock, but it's only the beginning.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Slut Wife MaleDom Rough Spanking PonyGirl Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
On the couch in a corner of the ball, she knelt with her pale ass raised, some stranger pounding into her from behind. His dark purple cock slid in and out between her cheeks, plunging into her juicy folds with wet slaps that blended into the noisy music.
Pleasure flooded her mind as he fucked her hard. Her loosened top let her big tits sway freely, her eyes glazing over as she whimpered incoherently.
“Ah ... ha ah ... mm ... no ... it feels so good...”
Who was raping her? How could he just pin her down and start without a word? But damn, it was amazing. The egg had teased her pussy into an itchy frenzy for so long, and now a real cock was finally scratching that itch, like rain after a drought. Pure bliss.
This guy’s dick was thick and powerful, his style a brutal contrast to Chris’s, and with the egg still vibrating inside, waves of unprecedented ecstasy built relentlessly toward climax.
“You slut! Why so wet today? Sucking me in so tight, I’m gonna fuck you senseless! What’s this in here...”
After several rough thrusts, he finally noticed the vibrating egg against his tip deep inside. He reached in, found the string, and yanked it out. “You brought a toy too? You’re insatiable! Who were you trying to seduce here? Huh?”
“Uh ah~~”
She moaned as he pulled it free, too far gone to hear his words.
He tossed the slick egg aside, scooped her up, and carried her into a nearby lounge, locking the door behind them. Pinning her to the couch, he lifted one of her legs and drove back into her pussy.
“Ah ... ha ... no ... don’t put that big cock back in...”
The music was muffled here, making her cries echo clearly.
Something clicked for him, and he paused mid-thrust to rip off her mask. “You’re ... not Riley. Who the hell are you?”
Through teary eyes in the low light, she couldn’t make out his face, just his ripped build and that cock, its huge, firm head still pressing at her entrance, teasing the sensitive flesh.
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