[NewSensations] Lucy Mochi Finds Out The Rumors Are True

20-year-old Magenta Lexx had just started working as a secretary for two successful bosses. She was a beautiful, tattooed girl with a tight body. One evening, they called her to the boss’s luxury apartment at 6 PM for an “important meeting.” As soon as she arrived, the two men didn’t waste any time. They told her that if she wanted to keep her job and get a big bonus, she had to prove how dedicated she was. Magenta, feeling nervous but strangely excited, agreed. They quickly stripped her. She was wearing sexy black lingerie that barely covered her hairy little pussy and perky tits. One boss pushed her onto the bed and spread her legs. He buried his face in her hairy cunt, licking her while the other made her suck his thick cock. Then they got serious. One boss lay on his back and pulled Magenta on top of him, sliding his cock into her tight, hairy pussy. At the same time, the second boss got behind her, spat on her tiny asshole and slowly pushed his thick cock into her ass. “Oh my god! Both holes… I’m so full!” Magenta screamed as they started fucking her in a hard double penetration. She was sandwiched between the two men, her body shaking with every thrust. They fucked her mercilessly — one cock deep in her pussy, the other stretching her tight ass. They changed positions multiple times: doggy style while one fucked her pussy and the other her mouth, then missionary with one in her ass while she rode the other. Magenta’s moans filled the room as she came hard multiple times. Finally, they made her kneel on the floor like a good little slut. Both bosses stood over her, stroking their cocks. Magenta looked up with her tongue out, begging for their cum. They both exploded at the same time, covering her pretty face, tongue, and tits with thick, hot loads of cum. Magenta swallowed what she could and smiled: “I think I’m going to like this job…”

Katie stood on the porch soaked from the pouring rain, looking for her friend Jody. His stepmom, Mrs. Jordan, opened the door and insisted she come inside instead of waiting in the car. “Jody’s running late because of the weather. You’re welcome to relax in the living room. I was about to take a shower anyway.” A short while later Mrs. Jordan called from the bathroom. “Katie? Can you come help me real quick? I can’t reach my back.” Katie hesitated, then stepped in. Mrs. Jordan was already naked under the spray. She handed over the soap and turned around. “Just the back… we’re both adults.” Katie started washing her carefully. The older woman’s body was soft and inviting. Hands drifted lower. Soon Katie’s clothes were off too, the steam making everything slippery. Mrs. Jordan turned, dropped to her knees, and took Katie’s fingers into her mouth before guiding the younger woman’s hands between her own legs. “You’re really attractive… I’m glad you like what you see.” They moved under the water. Katie bent her over, pushed her thick cock into the tight, wet pussy, and started fucking her slow and deep. “Oh my god… you’re stretching my pussy so fucking good…” Mrs. Jordan pushed back to meet every thrust, moaning about how massive it felt and how much she loved being filled. They switched positions—against the tiled wall, then with Mrs. Jordan riding her hard while water cascaded over their bodies. Katie came deep inside her first, then pulled out and stroked the rest across her tits and stomach while the older woman stayed on her knees, tongue out. Afterwards they rinsed off slowly. Mrs. Jordan smiled as she handed Katie a towel. “You can visit anytime.”

The security guard closed the office door and looked at the young woman standing in front of him. “My guys radioed that they saw you putting stuff down your pants. There’s only one way to find out. I search you… or I call the police.” She didn’t want the police. She agreed to the search. He made her raise her arms, removed her jacket, then ran his hands over her body. When the scanner “detected” something in her groin area he told her the search had to go deeper. “Hands up. I need to check thoroughly around your groin.” He unbuttoned her pants, pulled them down, and found the stolen item. Still not satisfied, he continued the “search,” fingers sliding between her legs, then pushing inside her pussy under the excuse of making sure nothing else was hidden. “You know how many people say there’s nothing up there… and there always is.” She was already wet. He bent her over the desk, spread her legs wider, and pushed two fingers deep while narrating how thorough he had to be. When she started moaning he freed his hard cock and rubbed the thick head against her entrance. “In order for me to let you walk out of here scot-free… you’re going to show me some gratitude.” He sank into her tight pussy in one long stroke. She gripped the desk as he fucked her hard from behind, calling it a deep cavity search. He flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and pounded deeper while she came around him. Near the end he pulled out, stroked himself over her stomach and tits, and painted her with thick cum. She stayed spread on the desk, breathing hard. “If you come back and shoplift again,” he said, zipping up, “make sure I’m on duty. Now get out of my store.”

The stranger approached them on the train with an unusual offer. He sold high-end dolls to rich clients, and the girlfriend looked exactly like one that hadn’t arrived yet. He needed promo photos and video by tomorrow and was willing to pay €500 for one hour of her standing still like a mannequin in a special outfit. They were skeptical, but the money was real and the boyfriend could come along. At the apartment he handed her a tiny Barbie-style bikini and high heels. She changed, looking both nervous and turned on. “Just don’t move. Stare at one spot. I’m reviewing the doll for my client.” He started by touching her skin, lifting her limbs into poses, then knelt and licked her pussy while narrating how realistic and sweet it tasted. The boyfriend watched from the side, half uncomfortable, half hard. When the stranger stood and pushed his thick cock into her, she stayed frozen at first as instructed. “The first penetration looks good… this doll is really bitchy.” He fucked her in different positions while “pressing buttons” to turn her emotions on and off—making her moan, talk dirty, then freeze again. She played along, calling him names, saying she loved money more than her boyfriend, and taking every deep stroke. The boyfriend was ordered to stay and watch, sometimes help with her hair or hold her legs. Near the end the stranger had her on her knees, both of them frozen with mouths open, and painted their faces with thick cum. He unfroze them, paid the money, and offered more sessions if the clients asked. She looked at her boyfriend with a wicked little smile as they left. “I’m the most wonderful girlfriend. He knows that.”

They were supposed to be rehearsing a simple romantic scene. “It just says we kiss,” she said, glancing at the script. “My husband will get really mad.” He stepped closer. “Your husband is going to see you on screen making out with me anyway. We need to feel the passion so the audience feels it too. Just a little.” The first kiss was soft. The second lasted longer. His hand slid under her top and cupped her breast. She pulled back for a second. “That wasn’t in the script…” “We’re building the romance,” he murmured. “After this we come out of the room having just had sex. Hair messy, hearts racing. We need to feel it.” She didn’t stop him when he guided her hand to the hard bulge in his pants. Moments later her top was off, his cock was free, and she was on her knees sucking him while still half-protesting that this was too much. When he bent her over the rehearsal couch and pushed into her wet pussy she moaned loud. “Oh fuck… it’s way nicer than my husband’s.” He fucked her deep and steady, one hand in her hair, the other gripping her hip. She came hard around him, still whispering that they shouldn’t be doing this, then pushed back for more. They switched positions—her on top riding him hard, then missionary with her legs over his shoulders so he could go as deep as possible. Near the end he pulled out and stroked himself over her stomach. She caught some of the thick cum on her fingers, looked at it, and smirked. “I’m gonna keep this for my husband.” Afterwards they stayed tangled on the couch, breathing hard. “Best rehearsal ever,” he said. She laughed softly. “Just promise you won’t tell my husband.”

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He walked through the front door earlier than expected, suitcase still in hand. “Hey… I’m just back early from college. Thought I’d surprise you guys.” His stepmom smiled, told him his father was running late, and invited him to make himself at home. She finished the dishes while he sat at the kitchen table. The air between them felt different the moment she turned around. She stepped closer, eyes locked on his. “You’re my stepmom… I shouldn’t be doing this.” “If you don’t tell your dad,” she whispered, “I won’t tell him either. He’s not coming home anytime soon. We’ll keep it our little secret.” She pulled him up, freed his cock, and stroked him until he was rock hard. Then she bent over the counter and looked back. “I want to feel your cock deep inside me.” He pushed into her tight pussy in one long stroke. She moaned loud, gripping the edge. “Oh fuck… you’re definitely bigger than your dad.” He fucked her hard from behind, then spun her around, lifted her onto the counter, and drove deeper while she wrapped her legs around him. She came first, clenching and shaking, still begging him not to stop. They moved to the couch. She rode him reverse, then he bent her over the armrest and pounded her until he was close. She pulled him out at the last second, stroked him fast, and watched thick ropes of cum land across her stomach and tits. “Look at that load… now hurry up and get dressed before your dad comes home.” He scrambled for his clothes while she fixed her hair, both of them smiling like nothing had happened.