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Megan had only been in the house a few hours when it happened. Chanel had gone to the store for groceries, leaving her best friend alone with her boyfriend. Megan sat in the chair next to the couch without thinking twice. That was the magic chair. The one that came with a standing rule in their house. He came up behind her while they were talking about her shitty ex, Todd. His hands slid under her shirt and cupped her tits like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Sorry,” he said when she tensed. “Whoever sits there gets played with. Chanel didn’t tell you?” Megan’s face burned, but she didn’t pull away. When Chanel got home and heard the story, she only laughed. “I’m not the jealous type. You know how I like to watch. You guys can keep doing what you’re doing.” That night, after dinner and too much wine, the three of them ended up in the living room again. Megan sat in the chair on purpose this time. Chanel’s boyfriend didn’t hesitate. He pulled her shirt up, sucked on her nipples while Chanel watched from the couch, touching herself slowly. Megan moaned, legs spreading without being asked. He dropped to his knees, tugged her pants down, and licked her until she was soaking and shaking. Chanel came over, kissed her best friend deeply, and guided Megan’s hand between her own legs. They moved to the bedroom. Megan ended up on her back with Chanel’s boyfriend between her thighs, fucking her in long, deep strokes while Chanel sat on her face. Megan came hard around his cock, muffled against her best friend’s pussy. They switched—Megan riding him while Chanel sucked her tits and rubbed her clit. Then Chanel took her turn getting fucked while Megan licked them both clean. Near the end he pulled out of Chanel and pushed into Megan one last time, filling her with a thick load while both women watched and moaned. They stayed tangled together afterward, sticky and breathless, Chanel stroking Megan’s hair. “You can stay as long as you want,” she whispered. Megan just smiled, still full, and closed her eyes.

The rain was pouring when Victoria’s mom finally arrived from the airport, soaked and furious about the wait. “I was standing there for twenty minutes! You’re an adult, handle things!” She stormed off to take a shower. A few minutes later her voice called out asking for shampoo. The boyfriend hesitated, then brought it to the bathroom door. When he handed it through, he caught a clear glimpse of her naked body under the water. He couldn’t look away. He even took a couple of quick pictures. Later, when Victoria was occupied, the mom confronted him. “I saw you. Those pictures you took of me in the shower. Don’t tell my daughter… or maybe I will.” She made him sit down. The power shift was immediate. “On your knees. Worship them.” He dropped down and licked her feet while she watched, amused. Then she pushed his face between her thighs. “Taste that pussy. Make it ready for your cock.” He ate her hungrily until she was dripping. She pushed him onto the chair, straddled him, and sank down onto his hard cock in one slow motion. “Fuck… so good… keep quiet, she might hear.” She rode him hard, tits bouncing, one hand covering his mouth whenever he got too loud. Then she turned around and sat on his face, grinding while stroking his cock. He came first, shooting across her hand and stomach. She kept going until she finished on his tongue. Afterwards she fixed her hair and smiled coldly. “This stays between us. And next time you take pictures, you ask first.” He could only nod, still catching his breath, while Victoria’s voice called from the other room.

He was still on the phone when she walked in. “Bro… you want me to sleep with her? That’s the agreement? You fucked up and now she has to take your best friend’s dick?” He hesitated, but finally agreed. It would save the relationship, apparently. She didn’t look mad at all when she arrived. “Do we just start?” she asked. They began with slow kisses that quickly turned hungry. Clothes came off. She dropped to her knees, took his cock into her mouth, and sucked him deep, looking up. “You don’t do that at home with him, do you?” “No… not at home.” He pulled her onto the couch, spread her legs, and slid into her soaked pussy in one thrust. She moaned loud and wrapped her legs around him. “Goddamn… I definitely like this position. You came at the right time.” He fucked her hard and deep, changing angles, pulling her hair, doing all the things she clearly wasn’t getting at home. She came hard around him, shaking, then climbed on top and rode him reverse so he could watch her ass bounce. “Make sure you go home to him with a full story of what we did.” Near the end he flipped her onto all fours and pounded her until he pulled out and came across her back and ass. She stayed there for a moment, still breathing hard, then smiled. “I need my boy to fuck up more often. This is the agreement.”

He opened the package meant for his stepdaughter and immediately knew she had lied. “Books, huh? That’s a vibrator. I checked the credit card.” When she got home he made her open it in front of him. She tried to lie again. He didn’t buy it. “You stole from me and lied. Take your pants off. Put it in right here, in front of me. Or I tell your mom.” She obeyed, bending over and sliding the toy inside. He turned it on through the app and watched her squirm. “You’re not allowed to come until I say so. Keep it in all day.” That evening he checked again. The vibrator was still inside. He made her get on her knees. “You’ve been getting off all day. Now it’s daddy’s turn. Make me come.” She sucked him while he controlled the toy, turning it up every time she got close to finishing him. Spit ran down his shaft as she worked. When he finally came he flooded her mouth and made her swallow every drop. The next day he brought a bigger toy. “You said you wanted bigger stuff. Strip. Get on all fours and show me.” She fucked herself with the thick dildo while he watched, then he replaced it with his own cock. He took her hard from behind, one hand on her hip, the other still controlling the smaller vibrator against her clit. “Such a good girl for daddy… take every inch…” He fucked her through several orgasms, then pulled out and painted her face. Afterwards he told her she was finally off the hook — as long as she never told her mom.

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Marianne opened the door looking flustered. “Michael, come in. Forgive the mess. I’ve never hired a tax accountant before.” They sat at the kitchen table going over W-2s and home-office deductions. She was nervous, talking too much about her husband’s construction business and how she handled all the boring admin. Michael was patient, complimentary. She kept brushing off the praise. Then her phone buzzed. Her husband was coming home early. “He gets wildly paranoid about other men. Would you go out the back? I’ll distract him.” Michael almost left. But something in her voice stopped him. She admitted they hadn’t been intimate in a long time. That her husband accused her of cheating instead of talking. That she felt numb. “Have you ever wanted to tell someone something you’ve bottled up?” he asked quietly. She closed her eyes, took a breath, and the walls came down. One touch on her arm turned into a kiss. Clothes started coming off. She dropped to her knees right there in the living room, took his cock into her mouth, and sucked like she’d been starving for it. “Please… give it to me. He never does this…” He pulled her up, bent her over the couch, and slid into her soaked pussy in one thrust. She moaned loud, gripping the cushions. “Fuck me… use me… I’ve missed this so much…” He fucked her hard from behind, then flipped her onto her back on the coffee table, legs over his shoulders, pounding deep while she came again and again. She begged him to fill her up. He did, flooding her with thick cum while she clenched around him. They barely had time to catch their breath when the front door opened. “What the fuck is this?” Marianne scrambled for her clothes, voice shaking. “Honey, it’s not what it looks like… I swear…”

The party at Jason’s villa had been going all night. Music was still thumping when most people finally started leaving. She stayed behind with her boyfriend and one of Jason’s friends — a tall, dark-skinned guy who’d been eyeing her all evening. The alcohol and the heat had everyone loose. When the last guests left, the three of them ended up on the big couch overlooking the pool. Her boyfriend kissed her neck while the other man watched. She reached for the Black guy’s belt without hesitation. “Fuck… it’s so big.” She freed his thick, dark cock and stroked it, already wet just from the size. Her boyfriend encouraged her, pushing her head down. She took the heavy shaft into her mouth, stretching her lips around it, spit running down while she looked up at both of them. “Nice and wet… perfect for you.” They moved to the bedroom. She climbed onto the Black guy’s lap and sank down onto that massive cock, moaning loud as it stretched her open. Her boyfriend stood in front of her so she could suck him at the same time. The rhythm was filthy — her bouncing on the thick black dick while gagging on her boyfriend’s cock. “Fuck him, baby… take that big dick… deeper…” They switched positions constantly. The Black guy bent her over and fucked her hard from behind while her boyfriend played with her clit and tits. Then she rode the Black guy reverse so her boyfriend could watch every inch disappear into her. She came hard, shaking, still begging for more. Near the end the Black guy pulled out and stroked himself over her open mouth. Thick ropes of cum hit her tongue and face while her boyfriend finished across her tits. She stayed on her knees, licking both of them clean, still trembling. Afterwards the three of them lay tangled on the bed, the party music still faintly playing downstairs.

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