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🕑 Added 2021-12-24 02:00:02 +0000 UTCThen there’s those tweets Emma accidentally sent publicly. They were deleted tout suite, but we’d love to see her Snapchats.
BetterThanAll: Fuck, nothing like good dick in the middle of the night. #sleepover
BetterThanAll: I thought he was all fucked out when I tucked him in it, then I got fucked awake at 2 AM. #wakeupcall
BetterThanAll: I must’ve been having a wet dream, because he went right in. I was coming before I got my eyes open.
BetterThanAll: Usually I’d maim a guy for that, but the dick was too damn good. I had to let him have it. #halfavirgin #pornstar
BetterThanAll: Came so deep inside me there wasn’t even a wet spot. #buyanept
BetterThanAll: Went right back to sleep after he finished, too. For some reason that turned me on even more. #dollabillonthecounter
BetterThanAll: Some girls don’t like being used like that, but it’s different when a guy uses the shit out of you.
BetterThanAll: Got me so horny I had to return the favor. Sucked him right back awake, got him hard when even he thought he couldn’t get it up again. #inspirational
BetterThanAll: I let him fuck me in the ass as a reward for being such a good boy. #nosittingdownonthejob
BetterThanAll: THAT left a wet spot, but by then I was too fucking tired to move.
BetterThanAll: I slept on it and thought, fuck, that’s how it would feel if I went to sleep after he came in my face. #cleanpores
BetterThanAll: Which was almost enough to make me go again, but even a titjob wouldn’t get him up. #ineedathreesome
BetterThanAll: I ended up sleeping on his lap, jerking him off a little as I cooled down. #blessed
C’mon, Emma, that could be anyone! Yeah, sorry about burying the lead, but you might call this late-breaking news. One thing’s for sure—whoever Emma’s new beau is, finally she’s the one getting fucked for a change. Give her one for us, stud; maybe all it took to get her to stop marching Sentinels through Downtown was getting laid.
He needed her, needed her need for him, the unreserved enjoyment of him and everything he did to please her that was the only thing to make her so desperate, so shameless, so uninhibitedly open in her satisfaction. He needed to fuck her and leave her stumbling home at five in the morning, her panties off, her sandals dangling from her ankles, still feeling him inside her with every step. He needed to be her guilty smile on her walk of shame.
When Peter walked into the next room, the only thing he’d forgotten was the magazine. He definitely knew what he was doing there.
The naked woman in the bed. Emma fucking Frost. Even with the sheet covering her, white as parchment, she soaked through it like ink. Her curves, her color, the indolent sexuality of her. He could see the blooming rosebuds of her cleavage, the prickly thorns of her nipples radiant. Down the bed, and her narrow waist, its smooth contours compelling the sheet above to collapse into folds of gossamer mountain ranges, twisted at the hips, putting her more properly on her side than her back. Even in her sleep, she was teasing, hiding her pubis from his hungry eyes, but the sight of her plentiful buttocks was more than enough compensation.
With the sheet tangled up in her, there wasn’t enough left to cover all of her lower body, so it curtained her bottom and left one leg exposed. The inadequate portion of sheet that lay over her heart-shaped ass—leaving perhaps a ventricle exposed—still somehow clung tightly enough to delve into the beginnings of the valley that divided her buttocks, as if perhaps even a blanket wished to touch her as much as possible. Then it continued a little while down the bottommost cheek, preserving a modicum of decorum before showing the smooth, flawless skin and the curve of her hip which pressed down into the mattress, lightly sinking into it.
Then continued her legs, and those were their own works of art, but Peter couldn’t even be tempted by them, so great was the temptation of that perfect, but imperfectly covered, ass. He had to have it. And the only way it would be his was if its center was stretched around his hard, pistoning cock.
He stood behind her and flipped up the sheet, ogling her ass uncovered. The paleness of her skin shone without the censorship of the semi-translucent sheet, its creamy coloring as lovely as a rainbow, even as they only ran from a glossy pink to a sedate white, tanned to white gold at the crests of her buttocks, lighter porcelain as her taut flesh ran into the narrowness of her crevice. Peter put his hand on her ass, gratified when Emma moaned as if in her own private wet dream, and eased a feather-light touch down over the pert curvature and along her nice long legs. First the uncovered one, then beneath the sheet and under it, sliding along her hidden leg. Emma’s head tossed, unleashing a little avalanche of golden ringlets across her pillow, and Peter’s vision was stolen from her targeted ass as he watched her hair settle over her face like a wave sweeping the shore.
Then he returned to her hip, having toured her thigh, and slung it down to try and palm her ass in a caress. “You have such a beautiful ass, Emma,” he whispered.
Emma was coming awake under his touch, in more ways than one, but she was resolved to treat this like a wet dream. “Then why don’t you really squeeze it?”
Peter tightened his grip, feeling the jungle warmth of her flesh, cupping the smooth cheeks, so like hosta leaves after rain. “I love it. I think your ass is a work of art.” He fell to his knees beside the bed. His tongue slashed out and he licked all over the fine, rounded cheeks of her ass. “I worship your ass.”
“Goddess, Peter… God… you’re… you’re…” He was raining tiny kisses all over her the magnificent, awe-inspiring curve that ran with an unbelievable combination of abundance and gentleness from the backs of her thighs to the small of her back, neither too much nor anything like flatness. “You’re kissing my ass…”
Peter’s tongue swirled all over her ass, licking every delicious inch of the perfectly sculpted roundness.
“Ah! Oh! I, shit, Peter… oh, oh… fuck, I wanna scream!” Emma yelped.
Peter put both his hands on the cheeks of her ass, clutched the arousingly warmed curves, spread them, then slicked his tongue inside, wiggling the tip of it up and down, up and down, up and down.
“Oh, sheezzz! Ah, shit! No! Peter! Whew! Oh wow!” Emma moaned joyously.
She rolled onto her belly, giving him a good target. Hands on her ass, spreading the cheek, wiggling her exposed rosebud at his lapping tongue.
“This is real love, my Queen,” he whispered in a muffled whimper.
“Real love!” Emma echoed. “Love… yes… I never thought about anything like this… fuck, it feels like love… it feels so good… and I, yes…”
Her words trailed off as she simply let Peter lick up and down the crack of her ass, enjoying the incredible feeling of pleasure that it gave her.
“I love your ass!” Peter hissed. Emma had never heard such words… such lovely, obscene, beautiful words, delivered so passionately, with the oddest feeling of romance. She shuddered with glee, with joy, with anticipation, and his tongue moved in a wild wobble up and down the delicious valley of her ass, giving her a feeling of ecstasy she had never thought possible.
She looked down at him. His cock was out and he was stroking it rapidly into hardness. Precum bubbled from the open glanshole, dribbling down over his knuckles. Some of the fluid seeped under his foreskin and as it slid up and down the edge of his knob, it squished. Emma could smell a musky aroma that seemed to intensify with every squishing stroke of his hands, and the smell excited her as much as the sight did.
Then he sent his wild tongue right at her anus.
“Peter!” she cried.
She had never said his name before, not in such a plaintive way, not begging him, but that’s what came out of her mouth as it contorted into open surprise instead of the wicked smile she had worn even in her sleep.
“Inside me… you’re tickling inside me with your tongue, Peter… you are really making me feel…”
And again her words trailed off in an impassioned hush. She was awake now and all Peter could do was satisfy her.
“Fuck me, damn you!” She pled now at the top of her lungs. “I can see how hard that cock of yours is! Stuff it all the way into me!”
“Just you wait,” Peter told her. “You’ll get every single inch—when I’m good and ready.”
He didn’t tell her he was fighting to keep from coming, his hand now in a stranglehold on the base of his prick. Let her beg for his cock. That was the way it should be. He had her sprawled out flat on her face waiting for him to fuck her. He liked that. He liked it a lot.
“I can’t stand it!” Emma moaned. “Really shove it to me! I want to feel your cock in my throat!”
Peter grinned at her. “Maybe later. For now, I think we’ll stick to your colon.”
He put himself at her anus and shoved his member inside, giving her no time to adjust to his presence inside her, simply fucked into her and kept fucking, lashing out with his cock, piercing her rosebud of an anus, smashing through the tight red ring that barred his way.
“Ahhh, ohhh! Goddamn!” Emma roared with glee. His large cock was lodged deep in her ass.
“What a tight little ass!” Peter cried, slapping it and watching it wobble around his prick. “Well, maybe not little—“
“Fuck it, lover! Please, please!”
His cock fucked deeper, widening her walls, stretching them out of shape.
“Oooooh, yes!” Emma felt filled to capacity. There seemed no way she could take his massive cock any deeper. But she wanted to try. “Fuck me deeper! God, I need it so bad!”
Peter fucked her tender ass, burrowing always deeper. His cock angled into her tiny hole, stretching the sphincter completely out of shape. He glanced down, saw his thick shaft throbbing hotly in her ass. He grasped his cock and shook it, making Emma’s bottom wiggle as it was actually shaken by the handle of his shaft.
“Ooooooh, Jesus! What a feeling! Yessss, goddamn, yes! Stick it up my ass!” she wailed.
“Too damn tight,” he mumbled, smacking her cheeks as he fucked her. “Almost too damn tight…”
He knew it wouldn’t be long before his hot cum spewed into her bowels. The woman’s clutching asshole felt like a noose around his prick. And the heat of her ass was like warm honey seeping onto his most sensitive part. He had to reduce her to mush, totally fucked mush, before it was too much for him.
“I can feel you so deep in me,” Emma muttered, as if in disbelief. She could never quite believe afterward how much of him she took. “So deep in me! Your cock’s bucking around, it’s driving me wiiild!”
Her hips began moving in circles. Peter started his cock moving in the opposite direction, stirring his cock inside her ass, hitting her at angles she wasn’t used to, that he wasn’t used to. They mixed the most intense sensations their bodies were capable of enduring.
Comments
Shendude
This is uncannily amazing! But I do hope we move on before it wears out it's welcome
barrelybarrel
I have no idea how Mojo is doing all of this, but it's so hot! Can't wait for Wanda and Red Sonja to get involded, it's been a while since Wanda's last sex Scene and Red Sonja didn't get one yet!
