#enlustria

Tyson was a little old for sleep overs now. But their house felt like his home. He'd been a family friend since they were in grade school. However, over the last year... He found himself hanging around for other reasons. Tonight he lay in his best friend's sister's bed. "Don't make me leave..." He whispered, addicted to her—kissing her hand and arms.

"mm… and you're sure he's gone for the night?" having just pinned the blonde down on the couch, dom bites her lip through a grin as she presses another slow kiss to her lips. there's so much latent heat smoldering there, and she knows she can feel it, too. "once we get started, i really don't want any interruptions…" they'd so far managed to avoid dom having to duck into a closet or slide under the bed to avoid her best friend's husband finding dom balls deep in his wife, but every time was a new risk. not one-sided, either, considering dom's distant girlfriend was equally unaware of their trysts.

sleepovers like this were commonplace for felicia and jordan, their swiftly blossoming friendship seemingly sweet on the outside. admittedly she was attracted to the blonde, but that attraction hadn't overcome her so intensely until waking up from a dream about her while practically in her arms. she'd migrated across the bed while asleep, cuddled up to her and somehow in the process she'd helped to unbutton the loose top she was wearing, to the point where she was getting an eyeful of cleavage in the dark. exhaling through her nose, the wetness between her legs swiftly set her on edge, teeth biting into her bottom lip. she'd just woken up, maybe that was why she could excuse giving in to impulse, using gentle, slow fingers to pry her shirt further apart, until both her breasts were on display. rosy pink nipples beckoned to her and she swore the sight enough was making her drool. jordan didn't quite stir at her movements, so she gave in to her own wicked thoughts once more, fingers brushing over her nipple to see if she'd squirm in her sleep. it was like knocking over dominoes, once she'd touched, felicia couldn't hold herself back, leaning up further to flick her tongue over the other nipple, before wrapping her lips around it with a soft hum of approval.

Dominic looked at the pregnancy test, his face a mixture of shock, impressed, and disappointment. "Wait—wait—wait—" It took a moment for everything to sink in. "So... You're pregnant with your married bosses baby—and he wanted to get you pregnant?" Dominic shook his head, laughing at the absurdity. "Bridgette, I love you so much... But no. This is insane."

"please, this little slut got addicted to our cocks the first time we fucked her," addison chuckled. "didn't you, bridge?" she casually groped handfuls of the blonde's tits, the twins knowing exactly what they were doing in dominating her senses—two hard cocks in her pussy and mouth, two pairs of hands on her breasts and her face, altogether helping themselves to the blonde's body. "good thing that's just the way we like you."

“miss, do you mind waiting back for a second? i have something to ask you.” she had been eyeing up the blonde for the entire lecture. as the rest of the classroom left, she closed the binder with her notes and began to approach the student. she moved to lean on the desk, crossing her leg over the other and setting her hands on her hips. “i... came across a work of fiction last night. the username attached to it reminded me a lot of your e-mail... i could be wrong, so please feel free to correct me. beautifully crafted words seemed to describe the things that you—my apologies—your character wished that her professor would do to her. now, if that’s not you... it’d be a shame. but i won’t say any more on the matter.”

julie's jaw drops ever so slightly, teasing him with the whiny moan that dares to leave her lips, practically doing it on purpose to let him hear just how needy she possibly could be. the only problem was how she didn't want to give into him that easily, that she wanted to keep making him work for her even with her clothes left somewhere in this room and he had every possible opportunity to take advantage of such a vulnerable position. "ric." she would say to him after a pause, breathing slowly as her hand tightens around his length still continuing to let that tip feel the warmth that came between her, letting the slightest bit of him sink into her only to pull it back — just a taste was what he deserved for now. "do you think you really think you could make me feel good with this?" her voice raspier now as she looks up at him through her lashes, teeth soon sinking on her lower lip just as she pushes the slightest bit of him inside of her. "ah — ....how badly do you want to fuck me?"

it was as if he's fixated it into his head that bridgette was made for him, or at least that's what he's thought of since seeing her. it was the way that young blonde managed to batt those lashes at him, curve her lips up to the right amount to lure him in and down to the tone of her voice when she says his name — almost as if she was some siren ready to make him drown. at this point, he's managed to give into it and say fuck it, let me drown; if drowning does mean being so completely fixated on these mounds of hers spilling out of that goddamn shirt of hers. he doesn't even take it fully off of her, not when he took advantage of the way that it gave so much access for him. his hungry lips had already traversed from kissing the lines of her clavicles and further down her chest. the immense desire that he had for her practically made it hard for him to breathe, unable to fathom over the fact that this was finally happening. "you're so fucking perfect. and so ready for me, bridgette." so, let the heat from his breath fan over that breast of hers before he swallows as much of it into that warm cavern as he could. cheeks hallowing as he sucks onto the flesh, tongue trying to swirl around that perky nipple while his palm rests against her back, urging her to keep that chest as close to him as he could. he moans at the sensation, of his hungry slowly being satiated. she'd probably know how much he wanted this, especially with how tight his pants had gotten. he could barely pull back, needing to taste as much as of her as he possibly could.