Claimed Series

Walking Temptation/ Filthy

Reaching up, he filled his hands with her breasts as her head fell back and she arched her back, pushing the heavy globes into his eager grip. With her hands on his stomach, she began really riding him hard, his hands squeezing her bouncing boobs and pinching at her nipples as she moved atop him.

"Oh Jamie... is good.... is good! You learn fast," she smiled at him as he pinched her nipples between his fingers, pulling on the hard buds as she thrust his dick into her extremely wet pussy. He pushed up hard, making her body bounce on top of his, the warmth of her insides squeezing and pulsing and massaging his dick.

She moaned over and over as she rode him, the sound was music to his ears. The room was filled with the wet noises of her pussy engulfing him, the smell of their combined sexual juices, and his own groans of pleasure. He couldn’t believe that this was really happening. Not only was he losing his virginity, but it was to the sexiest and most understand woman he’d ever met. As he jerked and humped beneath her, he hoped that he was pleasuring her as much as she was him.

Then she closed her eyes as she began a non-stop grinding of her body against his, leaning forward to get the maximum length of his dick into her pussy. Jamie groaned as the new position and movements made his balls start really boiling, and he knew that he wasn't going to last long with her rubbing her pussy so hard on him like that.

Fortunately, he didn't have to, just before he thought he was going to die if he kept trying to hold back his orgasm, she started creaming herself on his dick, shouting out loudly in Russian as her pussy clenched around his hard member. The incredible pulsing and increased tightness of her pussy on his dick totally lost him, and as her body rubbed hard on his he shot spurt after spurt of cum deep into her wetness for the second time... and as she continued to grind on top of him the incredible orgasmic feelings continued despite the fact that she had completely milked his dick dry.

Her pussy had him in such a tight grip that his dick didn't even really feel like it was shrinking... it was just the feeling of release when there was nothing left to release. Jamie cried out loudly as it felt like the pleasure was just never going to stop, his body jerking and heaving beneath her as her pussy massaged his over stimulated dick.

Finally, she fell on top of him, her pussy releasing his dick from its death grip, and he groaned as the sensory overload finally wound down. He was completely exhausted, but very, very happy as her wrapped his arms around her soft body.

Propping herself up on her elbows she looked at him happily, smiling, "See? No more virgin..."

"No more virgin," he agreed happily, kissing her on the lips.

“Was very nice. We do again? Tomorrow?”

“Oh yes, yes please. But ah… we probably shouldn’t tell my parents.”

Tatiana smiled, her big breasts pressing into him. “Is our secret.”

As she nestled her blonde head into the space between his shoulder and his chin, his dick still embedded in her pussy, he wondered if he could convince her to stay for the summer.

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Filthy:::

Ava Pov::

“Would you like to buy some lemonade, Ms. Wall?” Simon, the lively seven-year-old shouts even though I’m only a few feet away from him. I slap a half-smile on my face, and reach into my bag. Shit. I meant to stop by the ATM, but after leaving the office I ran to the mall to buy a sexy nightgown, and ended up forgetting about the rest of my errands.

“I don’t want to write you a check for fifty cents,” I say to Simon, the little boy who’s on his way to be a successful entrepreneur. Unlike most lemonade stands, his has a few different flavored glass bottles, with their flavors neatly written in a small piece of paper in front of each of them. I also don’t want to Venmo his mom fifty cents. “How about if I pay you tomorrow?”

He grins. “Tomorrow, it’s a dollar.”

“Smarty pants. I’ll have your dollar tomorrow,” I say, and pick up one of the paper cups. He reminds me that he knows where I live in a playful way, or at least that’s how I take it. I’m assuming a seven-year-old wouldn’t stalk me or break in to get his buck back.

I sip on the overly sweet juice, pretending to drink it as I punch in the code to get into my house. The familiar scent of leather, Pine Sol on the hardwood and a hint of lemon swirls around me, welcoming me home.

I toss my briefcase on the chair, mentally erasing all the problems from the ad agency where I work from my mind. Walking up to the kitchen, I glance at the takeout menus on the fridge, and wonder if I should order Chinese or if my husband will remember today’s our anniversary.

We have been married for four years, and in the first three, Jack sent me flowers at work. This year, he didn’t.

A lot has changed.

My throat feels tight and dry. I swallow, reach for the cupboard and grab a glass. After chugging down some water, I sprint to the second floor, striding into the master suite. The cleaning lady left our room spotless, with fresh sheets on the four-poster bed.

After a quick shower, I slip into the nightgown I bought. The maroon brings out my hazel eyes, and accents the natural tan of my skin. A deep V cut makes the curves of my breasts swell, and besides the slit on the front, it’s almost sheer on the back, showing my naked ass.