She Is 9
Copyright© 2026 by RogueTen
Chapter 5
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A saintly yoga wife, her burned-out "nice guy" husband, and a creepy basement janitor slip into one messed-up loop of lust, guilt and voyeurism. This isn’t about cheating, it’s about something worse: when you suddenly realize it turns you on to see your perfect little world get dragged through the mud – and you don’t want it to stop.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband RAAC DomSub Humiliation Light Bond Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Swinging Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Oriental Male White Couple Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Spitting Squirting Voyeurism Public Sex Prostitution
That evening, Annette was blowing Omar in his basement.
The old man wheezed and moaned, calling her his “good little girl.” Annette was struck by the fact that even while she licked his cock, he called her “little girl.” And she was even more struck by herself. By the fact that she was on her knees in a filthy basement, pleasing a janitor who was no less filthy.
“Look what I’ve come to,” Annette thought, remembering how her parents had worked themselves to the bone so their daughter would have the best of everything. How they poured their souls into her, lived not for themselves but for her. Was all of that so some stupid immigrant could enjoy their daughter’s mouth?...
“Yes, sweetheart, keep going, little girl, deeper,” the old man chanted, while she tried to take his thick shaft further.
Annette marveled at the unnatural firmness of that huge cock. The strength locked inside it. She wanted to kiss it, to show, that way, her womanly awe.
Yuri ... he was far away, across the country, he would never know! Annette wouldn’t hurt him with betrayal, because her husband wouldn’t learn of it! And yet this betrayal, like the others, would destroy Annette herself -- she knew that. Why did Yuri leave and abandon her alone with this Darkness?...
Annette told herself it was the last time. Then she would repent and, by paying for her guilt, draw closer to that flawless purity of soul that contradicts human nature.
What can I say about that: a person can do anything, as long as they do nothing. Or as long as they’re sucking instead of doing something.
Let’s walk around this pair. Admire how Annette gives head. A gifted person is gifted in everything -- what can you do. Annette is very gifted.
She takes him deeper and deeper, constantly bumping her forehead into Omar’s big belly. He stands with his pants dropped to the floor, still in his shirt. Annette is in her coat, but it’s pulled down below her bare breasts.
She’d already stepped over herself just to agree to the blowjob, and she was certain there would definitely be no sex. But I’ll tell You -- if Omar had played his cards right...
Only You’ve probably already noticed what stopped him. Or rather, who.
Behind Annette, with his phone lit and aimed toward her, Anzur moved in. He was smiling, his cock out over his waistband, jerking himself. Then he stopped and lowered the phone, wanting to watch not through a screen.
He started stroking faster. Omar gave an uneasy little shake of the head. They’d arranged in advance that Anzur would drop by, but now the janitor understood: he couldn’t split Annette in two. She wouldn’t agree. She hadn’t even taken off her coat. Something was tormenting her. They’d started this too fast. The beautiful woman would refuse, and afterward there might never be any sex with her again.
Omar understood that.
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