A story ten years in the making

[TheArtist]

Claimed

His lips curled into a wide grin as he bent down, his hands gripping her thighs to spread her legs apart. The warm water continued to cascade over her in the shower, mixing with her pussy juice as he leaned in and used his tongue to tease her sensitive folds. Jane cried out, her hands gripping the tiles behind her as his mouth worked her pussy.

Boss: You taste incredible, babe!

Jane’s legs trembled as the boss brought her closer and closer to orgasm. His fingers then joined in, sliding inside her with ease. With his palm facing upwards, he curled his fingers to locate the rough patch in her vagina. This was the perfect spot.

Jane: Oh god!! Don’t stop… please don’t stop, boss!

The boss didn’t let up and continued to finger her. Jane’s cries grew louder, her body tensing as the pressure built within her.

Jane: Boss… I’m so close! I’m going to…!! Boss! Arghh!! Arkk! ARK!

Before she could finish, the tension snapped, and her body convulsed as a powerful orgasm overtook her. A gush of liquid spilled from her pussy, mixing with the water on the shower floor as she cried out his name. The boss gripped her thighs tightly to keep her steady as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure.

When it was over, Jane collapsed into his arms, her body trembling and her breathing ragged. He held her close, his hands running soothingly over her back as he kissed her forehead. Jane looked up at him, her cheeks flushed red and her lips curling into a tired but satisfied smile.

Jane: Boss… you so bad… but makes me feel so good…

The boss laughed and helped her rinse off under the warm water. He then led her out of the bathroom, her skin was still glistening from the shower. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he guided her toward the connected bedroom. His touch was firm, sliding down to cup her bare ass under the towel as they walked. Her towel slipped slightly, and he tugged it off entirely as they entered the room.

The bedroom was dimly lit and had a cosy vibe. A large mirror was hanged on one wall, and perfectly reflected the king-sized bed at the back of the room. The boss positioned Jane in front of the mirror, standing behind her as their reflections became the focus.

He pressed his chest against her back, and his hands slided over her curves. His hands then roamed her body, feeling her hips, her thighs, and the swell of her breasts. One hand cupped her breast, kneading it as his thumb flicked over her nipple. The other moved lower, slipping between her thighs and parted them slightly.

Boss: Look at yourself, babe. See how beautiful you are.

Jane’s breath hitched as he slid two fingers along her slit, teasing her folds but not yet entering. She watched herself in the mirror, her lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed. The sight of his hands exploring her naked body sent a shiver down her spine.

Boss: Touch yourself. Make me excited.

Hesitating for only a moment, Jane brought her hands to her breasts, mimicking the way he had touched her. Her fingers pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers, while her hips instinctively pressed back against his hand.

Jane: I’m so wet already… boss… you are making me crazy.

The boss growled softly, removing his hand from between her legs. He turned her to face him and kissed her deeply, sticking his tongue into her mouth. Jane reciprocated, sticking out her own tongue and allowing his to enter her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and wet, kissing noises filled the room. It was as if she was frenching her lover, me, but no, it was with this burly ang moh she barely knew. Without breaking the kiss, the boss guided her to the bed, easing her down onto the soft sheets.

He positioned her legs apart, kneeling between them, his hands sliding up her inner thighs. His breath was hot against her skin as he kissed the sensitive clit just above her pussy, teasing her mercilessly. His tongue darted out, tasting her wetness as he spread her pussy wide with his fingers, exposing the insides of her folds.

Jane gasped, her back arching as his mouth and tongue worked her wet pussy expertly. His tongue flicked over her clit, alternating between light, teasing strokes and firm pressure. He also slid a finger inside her, curling it upward to find the spot that made her cry out.

Boss: Call your husband. Let him hear you.

Jane: Huh…?

Jane hesitated, her mind ran wild at the audacity of his request. Despite that, her trembling hands obediently reached for her phone on the nightstand. She dialled and waited for me to pick up.

Me: Dear? It’s late. What’s going on?

Jane: I just… wanted to hear your voice.

Her voice was breathy, strained with pleasure as the boss continued his relentless assault on her pussy. His tongue circled her clit, and she couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped her lips.

Me: Are you okay? You sound… different.

Jane: I’m fine. Just… missing you… only… hhhrrr… hhur

The boss slid another finger inside her, stretching her, and she bit her lip to stifle a cry.

Me: Dear, what’s going on?

Jane: I’m lying on the bed, I think gastric pain again lor...

There was a pause on the line as you processed her words.

Her words broke into a gasp as the boss sucked hard on her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. The boss looked up at her, his lips glistening with her arousal. He increased his pace, with his fingers and tongue working together. Jane’s breathing grew shallow, and she pressed her hand over her mouth for a moment to stifle a moan.

Jane: I just… I miss you. That’s all.

Me: I miss you too. I wish I was there to help you relax.

Jane: Me too…

Her voice faltered as the boss sucked harder on her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She dug her nails into the sheets, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

Me: Are you sure you don’t need anything? I could call someone if…

Jane: No! No, I’m fine, really. Just… keep talking to me.

The boss’s smirk widened as he added a third finger into her pussy. Jane’s body was on fire by now. She kept her eyes shut tightly, willing herself to stay quiet.

Jane: I think I’ll sleep better after hearing your voice.

Me: That’s sweet. Just take deep breaths, okay?

The boss grazed his teeth gently over her clit, and Jane nearly dropped the phone. Her body jerked, and a strangled whimper escaped her lips before she could stop it.

Me: Jane?

Jane: It’s nothing. Just… stubbed my toe getting into bed earlier.

Me: Oh. Be careful, okay?

Jane: I will. Mmmm…!

The boss doubled his efforts, his tongue and fingers working as her climax built rapidly. Jane could feel it coming. Her legs shook as she gritted her teeth, her knuckles white as she clutched the sheets.

Me: I’ll let you go if you’re tired.

Jane: No! Stay… Just a little… longe… mm…

Her voice cracked as the orgasm ripped through her, her entire body convulsing as she clamped her thighs around the boss’s head. Her free hand flew to her mouth to muffle the cry that nearly escaped. The boss didn’t stop, lapping up her pussy juice as her body trembled uncontrollably.

Me: Are you sure you’re okay?

Jane: I… I’m fine. Just tired now.

The boss finally pulled back, wiping his mouth with a satisfied look as he watched her struggle to regain control. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her face flushed, but she forced herself to sound calm.

Jane: I think… I think I’ll sleep now. Thanks for talking to me.

Me: Ok ok, muack.

Jane: Muack.

She ended the call, dropping the phone onto the bed as she covered her blushing face with her hands.

Boss: Not bad. But we’re not done yet.

Jane lay sprawled on the bed, her chest still heaving as she tried to catch her breath. The boss leaned over her.

Boss: You’re not done yet, babe. I want to hear how much you’re enjoying this.

Jane swallowed hard, her cheeks flushed, the rush of arousal still coursing through her. She hesitated for a moment, but the boss’s hand slid between her legs again. As his fingers teased her now slimy pussy folds, and the words spilled out of her mouth almost involuntarily.

Jane: Boss… I love it when you touch me like this… I never felt anything so good.

Her words spurred him on, and he pressed his thumb against her clit, rubbing in slow circles. Jane’s hips bucked instinctively, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

Jane: Your hands feel so good. I want more…

Boss: That’s my good girl. Tell me exactly what you want.

Jane’s breaths came faster, and she reached down, grabbing his wrist, guiding his hand to push deeper.

Jane: I want your fingers inside me…

The boss chuckled, obliging her as he slid two fingers deep inside, curling them upward to stroke her G-spot. Jane arched her back, her nails digging into his arm as her words became more desperate.

Jane: Boss .. I’m so wet for you…

Boss: I feel it, Jane. You’re soaked.

Jane’s head rolled back against the pillows, her eyes half-lidded as she whispered breathlessly.

Jane: I can’t stop thinking about you... Boss…

The boss groaned, his own arousal evident as he kissed her neck, biting gently before moving lower. His lips trailed over her collarbone, then down to her breasts, where he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting just enough to make her gasp.

Jane: Yes, bite me harder… I love it when you’re rough.

Her boldness seemed to excite him even more. He moved back up to her lips, kissing her hard as his fingers worked her relentlessly, his palm pressing against her clit with every thrust.

Boss: You’re so tight, Jane. I want to see you lose control again.

Jane whimpered, her hips moving in rhythm with his hand, chasing the orgasm that was building again so quickly.

Jane: I’ll do anything for you… anything you want...

The boss’s movements grew more intense, and Jane’s body quaked beneath him. Her breathing was ragged, and her words spilled out in a mix of moans and pleas.

Jane: You make me feel so dirty, boss!… and I love it… I love you…

Her words sent a shiver through him, and he leaned down, biting her lip as his fingers plunged into her harder, deeper.

Boss: That’s right. You are dirty. My dirty little toy.

Jane cried out, the edge of her next orgasm rushing toward her with blinding speed. Her legs trembled, and her hands clawed at his back as she gasped.

Jane: Yes! I’m yours… your woman. Use me however you want.

The boss growled, his hand moving faster as Jane’s body tensed. Her head fell back, her cries echoing in the room as her climax ripped through her. This time, her release was even more intense, and a sudden gush of wetness spilled over his hand.

Jane: Arghhhh… ahh… hhhh… ahhhh!

Boss: That’s it, babe. That’s my good girl.

Jane’s body shook as the aftershocks rippled through her, her mind now hazy with pleasure. The boss withdrew his hand, admiring the wetness on his fingers before licking them clean.

Boss: We’re just getting started.

He climbed over her, his body pressing her into the mattress. Without hesitation, his hands cupped her D-cup breasts, kneading them roughly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. Jane’s back arched instinctively, a cry escaping her lips.

Jane: Boss… I love it when you’re rough...

The boss leaned down to capture her nipple between his teeth, biting hard enough to make her yelp. His hand gripped the other breast firmly, his thumb and forefinger twisting her sensitive peak mercilessly.

Boss: You like this, don’t you? Being used like this?

Jane whimpered, her hands gripping the sheets as her body writhed under him. The boss’s grip tightened further, his hands moving over her chest as though claiming her entirely. He squeezed her breasts hard, pushing them together, his mouth moving between them as he sucked, bit, and licked every inch. Jane’s cries filled the room, her body responding helplessly to the mix of pain and pleasure.

Jane: Don’t stop… please don’t stop.

Her boldness fueled him further. His hands moved down her body, gripping her hips tightly before sliding back up to her chest. He pulled her roughly to sit up, positioning her to face the mirror near the bed.

Boss: Look at yourself. Look how desperate you are.

Jane looked at her own reflection, her face was flushed, her breasts red and marked from his rough handling. It only made her wetter, the sight of herself being used like this sent a fresh wave of arousal through her.

Jane: I’m yours… Do whatever you want to me.

The boss grinned, his hands returning to her breasts as he pressed himself against her back. His fingers dug into the soft flesh again, pulling and squeezing until Jane’s legs trembled.

Boss: That’s right. You’re mine. And I’m going to make sure you remember that.

Jane’s breath hitched as he pinched her nipples hard, rolling them between his fingers until she cried out. The sound only encouraged him, his mouth moving to her neck as he bit down, leaving another mark on her skin.

Her reflection showed the truth, her body quivering under his rough treatment. The boss reached down to tease her soaked pussy again. Jane’s legs opened almost instinctively to grant him access.

Jane sat on the edge of the bed, her breath coming in shallow gasps as the boss positioned in front of her, his eyes fixed on her breasts. He attacked them again. His fingers squeezed her flesh roughly, kneading her breasts like he owned them. The pressure was intense, almost bordering on painful, but it sent a thrill straight to her core. The boss pushed her breasts together, marvelling at their fullness. He leaned in, licking a slow circle around one nipple before sucking it into his mouth. His teeth grazed the sensitive bud, and Jane cried out, her hands gripping his arms for balance.

Jane: Boss… Bite me harder…

The boss bit down on her nipple, his teeth tugging it slightly before releasing it with a pop. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment while his hands continued to knead her soft flesh.

Boss: Your tits are perfect, Jane. Soft, full, and all mine tonight.

Jane moaned, her head falling back as his rough handling sent sparks of pleasure coursing through her.

Jane: Boss… my breasts are yours… do whatever you want with them.

He pushed her back onto the bed, straddling her hips as his hands roamed freely over her chest. His fingers dug into the soft breasts again, squeezing and pulling them.

Jane whimpered, her body arching into his touch. The sensation of his rough hands dominating her breasts was overwhelming, and the mix of pleasure and pain left her aching for more. He leaned down again, his mouth latching onto her nipple, sucking hard as his teeth scraped against the sensitive skin. The boss released her nipple with a wet sound, moving back to admire his work. Her breasts were flushed, marked with redness where his hands and mouth had been.

Boss: Look at these. Look at how beautiful you are like this.

He grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands to her own breasts.

Boss: Show me how you touch yourself.

Jane obediently cupped her breasts, mimicking the rough way he had handled them. She pinched her nipples and kneaded her breasts.

Jane: Like this?

Boss: Harder. You know what I want to see.

She obeyed, squeezing her breasts together and twisting her nipples until she gasped from the sharp sensation. Her movements were awkward at first, but the boss’s intense gaze made her bolder.

Boss: Keep going.

He leaned down, capturing one of her hands with his own and guiding it to press harder. His other hand returned to her other breast, kneading it roughly as his mouth claimed her nipple once more.

Jane: It feels so good… I love the way you touch me.

The boss growled against her skin, biting down harder this time, leaving a faint mark. He pulled back, grabbing her breasts firmly and pushing them together again.

Boss: These are mine, babe. Do you understand?

Jane: Yes… they’re yours.

The possessiveness in his voice only made her wetter, her hips grinding against the bed as he continued his rough worship of her chest. He moved lower, licking and kissing a path down the valley between her breasts before coming back up to lavish attention on her nipples again.

Boss: You’re going to remember this every time you look at yourself in the mirror.

His hands moved in sync with his mouth, squeezing and twisting until Jane’s cries grew louder. Her body writhed beneath him, her pussy was dripping wet between her thighs as the intensity of his touch overwhelmed her senses.

Jane: Please… don’t stop.

Boss: I’m not stopping until you beg me to.

The boss leaned back for a moment, his hands still gripping Jane’s full breasts, taking in the sight of her panting beneath him. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her skin flushed from his relentless attention. He smirked, leaning down again, this time trailing his tongue over the soft curve of her right breast before sucking it hard enough to leave a deep mark.

Boss: These tits are so perfect. I’m going to ruin them for anyone else.

Jane’s breath hitched at his words, her body responding instinctively as her nipples hardened further. He slid his hands underneath her breasts, lifting and squeezing them together roughly.

Jane: Boss… make them yours…

His smirk widened at her words, his grip tightening as he pushed her breasts together, trapping both nipples side by side. Leaning in, he flicked his tongue across both buds simultaneously, teasing them with quick, sharp licks. Then, without warning, he bit down hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive peaks, making Jane cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Jane: Oh God… yes!!

Boss: You like it rough, don’t you? You love when I play with these fat tits.

He released her breasts, only to grab them again. His hands moulded them roughly, squeezing hard enough to make her wince, but the heat pooling between her thighs told her she didn’t want him to stop. He pulled at her nipples, stretching them slightly before letting them snap back. He leaned back on his knees, motioning for her to sit up.

Boss: Come here.

Jane obeyed, sitting up on the bed with her breasts still heaving from his rough treatment. The boss positioned her so she was kneeling in front of him, her chest at the perfect height.

Boss: Use your tits on me. Show me what they’re good for...

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Please continue! Great story. Still awaiting for the penetration!

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Originally Posted by TheArtist

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His lips curled into a wide grin as he bent down, his hands gripping her thighs to spread her legs apart. The warm water continued to cascade over her in the shower, mixing with her pussy juice as he leaned in and used his tongue to tease her sensitive folds. Jane cried out, her hands gripping the tiles behind her as his mouth worked her pussy.

Boss: You taste incredible, babe!

Jane’s legs trembled as the boss brought her closer and closer to orgasm. His fingers then joined in, sliding inside her with ease. With his palm facing upwards, he curled his fingers to locate the rough patch in her vagina. This was the perfect spot.

Jane: Oh god!! Don’t stop… please don’t stop, boss!

The boss didn’t let up and continued to finger her. Jane’s cries grew louder, her body tensing as the pressure built within her.

Jane: Boss… I’m so close! I’m going to…!! Boss! Arghh!! Arkk! ARK!

Before she could finish, the tension snapped, and her body convulsed as a powerful orgasm overtook her. A gush of liquid spilled from her pussy, mixing with the water on the shower floor as she cried out his name. The boss gripped her thighs tightly to keep her steady as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure.

When it was over, Jane collapsed into his arms, her body trembling and her breathing ragged. He held her close, his hands running soothingly over her back as he kissed her forehead. Jane looked up at him, her cheeks flushed red and her lips curling into a tired but satisfied smile.

Jane: Boss… you so bad… but makes me feel so good…

The boss laughed and helped her rinse off under the warm water. He then led her out of the bathroom, her skin was still glistening from the shower. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he guided her toward the connected bedroom. His touch was firm, sliding down to cup her bare ass under the towel as they walked. Her towel slipped slightly, and he tugged it off entirely as they entered the room.

The bedroom was dimly lit and had a cosy vibe. A large mirror was hanged on one wall, and perfectly reflected the king-sized bed at the back of the room. The boss positioned Jane in front of the mirror, standing behind her as their reflections became the focus.

He pressed his chest against her back, and his hands slided over her curves. His hands then roamed her body, feeling her hips, her thighs, and the swell of her breasts. One hand cupped her breast, kneading it as his thumb flicked over her nipple. The other moved lower, slipping between her thighs and parted them slightly.

Boss: Look at yourself, babe. See how beautiful you are.

Jane’s breath hitched as he slid two fingers along her slit, teasing her folds but not yet entering. She watched herself in the mirror, her lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed. The sight of his hands exploring her naked body sent a shiver down her spine.

Boss: Touch yourself. Make me excited.

Hesitating for only a moment, Jane brought her hands to her breasts, mimicking the way he had touched her. Her fingers pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers, while her hips instinctively pressed back against his hand.

Jane: I’m so wet already… boss… you are making me crazy.

The boss growled softly, removing his hand from between her legs. He turned her to face him and kissed her deeply, sticking his tongue into her mouth. Jane reciprocated, sticking out her own tongue and allowing his to enter her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and wet, kissing noises filled the room. It was as if she was frenching her lover, me, but no, it was with this burly ang moh she barely knew. Without breaking the kiss, the boss guided her to the bed, easing her down onto the soft sheets.

He positioned her legs apart, kneeling between them, his hands sliding up her inner thighs. His breath was hot against her skin as he kissed the sensitive clit just above her pussy, teasing her mercilessly. His tongue darted out, tasting her wetness as he spread her pussy wide with his fingers, exposing the insides of her folds.

Jane gasped, her back arching as his mouth and tongue worked her wet pussy expertly. His tongue flicked over her clit, alternating between light, teasing strokes and firm pressure. He also slid a finger inside her, curling it upward to find the spot that made her cry out.

Boss: Call your husband. Let him hear you.

Jane: Huh…?

Jane hesitated, her mind ran wild at the audacity of his request. Despite that, her trembling hands obediently reached for her phone on the nightstand. She dialled and waited for me to pick up.

Me: Dear? It’s late. What’s going on?

Jane: I just… wanted to hear your voice.

Her voice was breathy, strained with pleasure as the boss continued his relentless assault on her pussy. His tongue circled her clit, and she couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped her lips.

Me: Are you okay? You sound… different.

Jane: I’m fine. Just… missing you… only… hhhrrr… hhur

The boss slid another finger inside her, stretching her, and she bit her lip to stifle a cry.

Me: Dear, what’s going on?

Jane: I’m lying on the bed, I think gastric pain again lor...

There was a pause on the line as you processed her words.

Her words broke into a gasp as the boss sucked hard on her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. The boss looked up at her, his lips glistening with her arousal. He increased his pace, with his fingers and tongue working together. Jane’s breathing grew shallow, and she pressed her hand over her mouth for a moment to stifle a moan.

Jane: I just… I miss you. That’s all.

Me: I miss you too. I wish I was there to help you relax.

Jane: Me too…

Her voice faltered as the boss sucked harder on her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She dug her nails into the sheets, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

Me: Are you sure you don’t need anything? I could call someone if…

Jane: No! No, I’m fine, really. Just… keep talking to me.

The boss’s smirk widened as he added a third finger into her pussy. Jane’s body was on fire by now. She kept her eyes shut tightly, willing herself to stay quiet.

Jane: I think I’ll sleep better after hearing your voice.

Me: That’s sweet. Just take deep breaths, okay?

The boss grazed his teeth gently over her clit, and Jane nearly dropped the phone. Her body jerked, and a strangled whimper escaped her lips before she could stop it.

Me: Jane?

Jane: It’s nothing. Just… stubbed my toe getting into bed earlier.

Me: Oh. Be careful, okay?

Jane: I will. Mmmm…!

The boss doubled his efforts, his tongue and fingers working as her climax built rapidly. Jane could feel it coming. Her legs shook as she gritted her teeth, her knuckles white as she clutched the sheets.

Me: I’ll let you go if you’re tired.

Jane: No! Stay… Just a little… longe… mm…

Her voice cracked as the orgasm ripped through her, her entire body convulsing as she clamped her thighs around the boss’s head. Her free hand flew to her mouth to muffle the cry that nearly escaped. The boss didn’t stop, lapping up her pussy juice as her body trembled uncontrollably.

Me: Are you sure you’re okay?

Jane: I… I’m fine. Just tired now.

The boss finally pulled back, wiping his mouth with a satisfied look as he watched her struggle to regain control. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her face flushed, but she forced herself to sound calm.

Jane: I think… I think I’ll sleep now. Thanks for talking to me.

Me: Ok ok, muack.

Jane: Muack.

She ended the call, dropping the phone onto the bed as she covered her blushing face with her hands.

Boss: Not bad. But we’re not done yet.

Jane lay sprawled on the bed, her chest still heaving as she tried to catch her breath. The boss leaned over her.

Boss: You’re not done yet, babe. I want to hear how much you’re enjoying this.

Jane swallowed hard, her cheeks flushed, the rush of arousal still coursing through her. She hesitated for a moment, but the boss’s hand slid between her legs again. As his fingers teased her now slimy pussy folds, and the words spilled out of her mouth almost involuntarily.

Jane: Boss… I love it when you touch me like this… I never felt anything so good.

Her words spurred him on, and he pressed his thumb against her clit, rubbing in slow circles. Jane’s hips bucked instinctively, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

Jane: Your hands feel so good. I want more…

Boss: That’s my good girl. Tell me exactly what you want.

Jane’s breaths came faster, and she reached down, grabbing his wrist, guiding his hand to push deeper.

Jane: I want your fingers inside me…

The boss chuckled, obliging her as he slid two fingers deep inside, curling them upward to stroke her G-spot. Jane arched her back, her nails digging into his arm as her words became more desperate.

Jane: Boss .. I’m so wet for you…

Boss: I feel it, Jane. You’re soaked.

Jane’s head rolled back against the pillows, her eyes half-lidded as she whispered breathlessly.

Jane: I can’t stop thinking about you... Boss…

The boss groaned, his own arousal evident as he kissed her neck, biting gently before moving lower. His lips trailed over her collarbone, then down to her breasts, where he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting just enough to make her gasp.

Jane: Yes, bite me harder… I love it when you’re rough.

Her boldness seemed to excite him even more. He moved back up to her lips, kissing her hard as his fingers worked her relentlessly, his palm pressing against her clit with every thrust.

Boss: You’re so tight, Jane. I want to see you lose control again.

Jane whimpered, her hips moving in rhythm with his hand, chasing the orgasm that was building again so quickly.

Jane: I’ll do anything for you… anything you want...

The boss’s movements grew more intense, and Jane’s body quaked beneath him. Her breathing was ragged, and her words spilled out in a mix of moans and pleas.

Jane: You make me feel so dirty, boss!… and I love it… I love you…

Her words sent a shiver through him, and he leaned down, biting her lip as his fingers plunged into her harder, deeper.

Boss: That’s right. You are dirty. My dirty little toy.

Jane cried out, the edge of her next orgasm rushing toward her with blinding speed. Her legs trembled, and her hands clawed at his back as she gasped.

Jane: Yes! I’m yours… your woman. Use me however you want.

The boss growled, his hand moving faster as Jane’s body tensed. Her head fell back, her cries echoing in the room as her climax ripped through her. This time, her release was even more intense, and a sudden gush of wetness spilled over his hand.

Jane: Arghhhh… ahh… hhhh… ahhhh!

Boss: That’s it, babe. That’s my good girl.

Jane’s body shook as the aftershocks rippled through her, her mind now hazy with pleasure. The boss withdrew his hand, admiring the wetness on his fingers before licking them clean.

Boss: We’re just getting started.

He climbed over her, his body pressing her into the mattress. Without hesitation, his hands cupped her D-cup breasts, kneading them roughly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. Jane’s back arched instinctively, a cry escaping her lips.

Jane: Boss… I love it when you’re rough...

The boss leaned down to capture her nipple between his teeth, biting hard enough to make her yelp. His hand gripped the other breast firmly, his thumb and forefinger twisting her sensitive peak mercilessly.

Boss: You like this, don’t you? Being used like this?

Jane whimpered, her hands gripping the sheets as her body writhed under him. The boss’s grip tightened further, his hands moving over her chest as though claiming her entirely. He squeezed her breasts hard, pushing them together, his mouth moving between them as he sucked, bit, and licked every inch. Jane’s cries filled the room, her body responding helplessly to the mix of pain and pleasure.

Jane: Don’t stop… please don’t stop.

Her boldness fueled him further. His hands moved down her body, gripping her hips tightly before sliding back up to her chest. He pulled her roughly to sit up, positioning her to face the mirror near the bed.

Boss: Look at yourself. Look how desperate you are.

Jane looked at her own reflection, her face was flushed, her breasts red and marked from his rough handling. It only made her wetter, the sight of herself being used like this sent a fresh wave of arousal through her.

Jane: I’m yours… Do whatever you want to me.

The boss grinned, his hands returning to her breasts as he pressed himself against her back. His fingers dug into the soft flesh again, pulling and squeezing until Jane’s legs trembled.

Boss: That’s right. You’re mine. And I’m going to make sure you remember that.

Jane’s breath hitched as he pinched her nipples hard, rolling them between his fingers until she cried out. The sound only encouraged him, his mouth moving to her neck as he bit down, leaving another mark on her skin.

Her reflection showed the truth, her body quivering under his rough treatment. The boss reached down to tease her soaked pussy again. Jane’s legs opened almost instinctively to grant him access.

Jane sat on the edge of the bed, her breath coming in shallow gasps as the boss positioned in front of her, his eyes fixed on her breasts. He attacked them again. His fingers squeezed her flesh roughly, kneading her breasts like he owned them. The pressure was intense, almost bordering on painful, but it sent a thrill straight to her core. The boss pushed her breasts together, marvelling at their fullness. He leaned in, licking a slow circle around one nipple before sucking it into his mouth. His teeth grazed the sensitive bud, and Jane cried out, her hands gripping his arms for balance.

Jane: Boss… Bite me harder…

The boss bit down on her nipple, his teeth tugging it slightly before releasing it with a pop. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment while his hands continued to knead her soft flesh.

Boss: Your tits are perfect, Jane. Soft, full, and all mine tonight.

Jane moaned, her head falling back as his rough handling sent sparks of pleasure coursing through her.

Jane: Boss… my breasts are yours… do whatever you want with them.

He pushed her back onto the bed, straddling her hips as his hands roamed freely over her chest. His fingers dug into the soft breasts again, squeezing and pulling them.

Jane whimpered, her body arching into his touch. The sensation of his rough hands dominating her breasts was overwhelming, and the mix of pleasure and pain left her aching for more. He leaned down again, his mouth latching onto her nipple, sucking hard as his teeth scraped against the sensitive skin. The boss released her nipple with a wet sound, moving back to admire his work. Her breasts were flushed, marked with redness where his hands and mouth had been.

Boss: Look at these. Look at how beautiful you are like this.

He grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands to her own breasts.

Boss: Show me how you touch yourself.

Jane obediently cupped her breasts, mimicking the rough way he had handled them. She pinched her nipples and kneaded her breasts.

Jane: Like this?

Boss: Harder. You know what I want to see.

She obeyed, squeezing her breasts together and twisting her nipples until she gasped from the sharp sensation. Her movements were awkward at first, but the boss’s intense gaze made her bolder.

Boss: Keep going.

He leaned down, capturing one of her hands with his own and guiding it to press harder. His other hand returned to her other breast, kneading it roughly as his mouth claimed her nipple once more.

Jane: It feels so good… I love the way you touch me.

The boss growled against her skin, biting down harder this time, leaving a faint mark. He pulled back, grabbing her breasts firmly and pushing them together again.

Boss: These are mine, babe. Do you understand?

Jane: Yes… they’re yours.

The possessiveness in his voice only made her wetter, her hips grinding against the bed as he continued his rough worship of her chest. He moved lower, licking and kissing a path down the valley between her breasts before coming back up to lavish attention on her nipples again.

Boss: You’re going to remember this every time you look at yourself in the mirror.

His hands moved in sync with his mouth, squeezing and twisting until Jane’s cries grew louder. Her body writhed beneath him, her pussy was dripping wet between her thighs as the intensity of his touch overwhelmed her senses.

Jane: Please… don’t stop.

Boss: I’m not stopping until you beg me to.

The boss leaned back for a moment, his hands still gripping Jane’s full breasts, taking in the sight of her panting beneath him. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her skin flushed from his relentless attention. He smirked, leaning down again, this time trailing his tongue over the soft curve of her right breast before sucking it hard enough to leave a deep mark.

Boss: These tits are so perfect. I’m going to ruin them for anyone else.

Jane’s breath hitched at his words, her body responding instinctively as her nipples hardened further. He slid his hands underneath her breasts, lifting and squeezing them together roughly.

Jane: Boss… make them yours…

His smirk widened at her words, his grip tightening as he pushed her breasts together, trapping both nipples side by side. Leaning in, he flicked his tongue across both buds simultaneously, teasing them with quick, sharp licks. Then, without warning, he bit down hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive peaks, making Jane cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Jane: Oh God… yes!!

Boss: You like it rough, don’t you? You love when I play with these fat tits.

He released her breasts, only to grab them again. His hands moulded them roughly, squeezing hard enough to make her wince, but the heat pooling between her thighs told her she didn’t want him to stop. He pulled at her nipples, stretching them slightly before letting them snap back. He leaned back on his knees, motioning for her to sit up.

Boss: Come here.

Jane obeyed, sitting up on the bed with her breasts still heaving from his rough treatment. The boss positioned her so she was kneeling in front of him, her chest at the perfect height.

Boss: Use your tits on me. Show me what they’re good for...

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[Nitrolicious]

TS, please continue!

[Chariz4rd]

10 more years in the making plss

[dutchmilk]

His lips curled into a wide grin as he bent down, his hands gripping her thighs to spread her legs apart. The warm water continued to cascade over her in the shower, mixing with her pussy juice as he leaned in and used his tongue to tease her sensitive folds. Jane cried out, her hands gripping the tiles behind her as his mouth worked her pussy.

[TheArtist]

AOT

Jane hesitated for a moment, but the boss’ tone was commanding. She knew what he wanted. She reached out, gripped his fat cock in her hands and pressed her breasts together around him. The warmth and softness enveloped his cock fully.

Jane: Like this?

Boss: Just like that. But be rougher. Don’t hold back.

Taking his words to heart, Jane squeezed her breasts tightly around him, moving them up and down his shaft as he groaned louder. His hands covered hers, guiding her movements as he thrust between her soft mounds.

Boss: God, you’re incredible. Keep going.

Her nipples grazed his skin with every movement, and the sensation sent thrills through her body. She increased her pace, pressing her breasts together as tightly as she could.

Jane: Do you like how my tits feel around you?

Boss: More than you know.

Jane leaned down slightly, licking the tip of his cock as he thrust between her breasts.

Boss: That’s it. Good girl.

Encouraged by his reaction, Jane pressed her breasts together even harder, her movements growing bolder as she worked his meat. His groans grew louder, and his grip on her shoulders firm as he took control, guiding her pace.

Boss: You’re perfect, Jane. Absolutely perfect.

He suddenly pulled back, grabbing her wrists and pinning her hands behind her back.

Boss: Stay still. Let me take what I want.

With her hands restrained, Jane had no choice but to let him take control. He grabbed her breasts roughly, pushing them together as he resumed thrusting between them. His fingers dug into her soft flesh, squeezing and pulling as he used her breasts for his pleasure.

Jane: Yes… use me however you want… boss…

Boss: You were made for this, Jane. Every inch of you is mine tonight.

The boss slowed his movements but his hands still gripped her breasts tightly while his thumbs circled her sore, swollen nipples. He studied her face, her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, and the way her eyes fluttered shut every time he pulled or pinched her.

Boss: Tell me, Jane, does your husband ever touch you like this?

Jane hesitated, her breathing ragged as her arousal warred with her guilt.

Jane: No….

Boss smirked, leaning down to nip at her left nipple before sucking it hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.

Boss: That’s because these tits don’t belong to him. Do they?

Her body tensed, her mind racing. Ivan’s voice echoed in her head, reminding her of what she was supposed to say. Her lips parted, and the words spilled out almost automatically.

Jane: No… they don’t belong to him.

The boss’s grip on her breasts tightened, and he sat back, admiring the way they filled his hands.

Boss: Say it again. I want to hear you say it like you mean it.

Jane bit her lip, her face burning with shame and excitement as she forced herself to meet his gaze.

Jane: My breasts don’t belong to my husband.

The boss grinned, his thumbs flicking her nipples harder, making her gasp.

Boss: That’s a good girl. And who do they belong to?

Jane hesitated, her voice trembling as she answered.

Jane: They belong to you…

Her admission sent a surge of pride and possessiveness through the boss. He leaned down, licking a slow, deliberate line between her breasts before pressing a hard kiss against her sternum.

Boss: That’s right. These perfect tits are mine now. Not his.

Jane: Yes… they’re yours to use… boss...

The boss guided her hands to her own breasts again, his voice commanding.

Boss: Show me how you’ll offer them to me.

Jane obeyed, cupping her breasts and lifting them toward him, her fingers pressing into the soft flesh as if presenting them.

Jane: Boss… my breasts are yours, you can do whatever you want.

The boss growled low in his throat, and raised his hands to cover hers as he squeezed her breasts together roughly.

Boss: I bet your husband never made you feel this good. Did he ever touch you like this? Did he ever make you beg for more?

Jane shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jane: No… never.

Boss: Of course not. Because he doesn’t deserve you.

He leaned down, biting her nipple hard enough to leave marks before pulling back and smirking at her reaction.

Boss: He doesn’t deserve these. Only I do.

Jane: Only you…

Her voice was breathless, and her body trembled as his words sank in. The boss pushed her back onto the bed, his hands roaming freely over her chest, squeezing and kneading her breasts.

Boss: You’re going to tell me, every time I touch you, that these belong to me. That you’ll never let him have them again.

Jane: I will… I’ll tell you. They’re yours. Only yours.

He pinched her nipples sharply, making her cry out as he leaned down to kiss her roughly.

Boss: Good girl. Now beg me to keep playing with them.

Jane’s voice was trembling and her arousal was clear in every word.

Jane: Please… don’t stop. Please, keep squeezing me.

The boss grinned, his hands moving faster as he squeezed and tugged at her breasts, reveling in the way she writhed beneath him.

Boss: That’s what I thought. You’re mine now, Jane. Every part of you.

Jane’s moans grew louder, her body arching into his touch as his words fueled her arousal. She didn’t care about anything else in that moment, not me, not her guilt, only the way the boss made her feel.

The boss didn’t let up. His grip on Jane’s breasts was almost bruising as he kneaded them roughly, squeezing and twisting her sensitive nipples. She writhed beneath him, her moans mixing with gasps of both pain and unrelenting pleasure.

Boss: Look at you. A perfect sex toy for me to play with. These breasts… this body… all mine.

Jane: Yes… boss…

Her voice was shaky, her arousal climbing higher as he leaned down, taking her nipple into his mouth again. This time, he bit down even harder, sending a sharp jolt through her that made her cry out.

Jane: Oh God!

He chuckled darkly, pulling back to admire the marks he was leaving on her soft breasts. His hands slid up, gripping the top curves of her breasts before dragging his nails down toward her nipples, leaving faint red trails in their wake.

Boss: You’re going to walk around tomorrow, and every time you see these marks, you’ll remember who you belong to.

Jane: Yes… I’ll remember.

He pinched her nipples again, twisting them while his teeth scraped against her other breast. Jane’s body arched off the bed, her moans growing louder as her arousal reached new heights.

Boss: Tell me, Jane. Do you think your husband would recognize these marks?

Jane: No… no, he wouldn’t…

Boss: That’s right. Because he’s not the one who owns you.

Jane: You own me…

Her voice was trembling, filled with a mix of shame and desire. The boss reached down, sliding his hand between her legs, his fingers brushing against her dripping clit.

Boss: And this? Does this belong to me too?

Jane: Yes… all of me…

He smiled in satisfaction, his fingers teasing her folds while his mouth continued its assault on her chest. The sensations overwhelmed her, pushing her closer to the edge with every touch.

Boss: Good girl. Now, show me how much you love being mine.

She whimpered as he slid a finger inside her, then two, and began to finger her. Her arousal was unmistakable, she was dripping wet for him, her body betraying any hesitation she might have had.

Boss: You’re so wet for me. Does your husband ever get you like this?

Jane: (shaking her head) N-no…

He removed his fingers, bringing them to her lips. She hesitated, but the firm look in his eyes spurred her to obey. She parted her lips, her tongue darting out to taste herself as he watched her suck hungrily on his fingers.

Boss: Good girl. Now, I’m going to take what’s mine.

He positioned himself at her pussy entrance. As it was, Jane understood that the boss will be fucking her raw and hence, the use of condom did not even pop in her mind. She knew she needed to satisfy him in every way she could. In the missionary position, the boss’ hands gripped her hips tightly as he began to push his huge cock in. Jane’s breath stopped as her body tensed at the overwhelming stretch.

Jane: Oh… oh my God…

Boss: Relax, Jane. You can take it.

She bit her lip, her nails digging into the sheets as he slid deeper, filling her inch by inch. The sensation was almost too much. It was a delicious mix of pain and pleasure that left her gasping. This was the first time my wife was fucked by an ang moh, and as I would suspect, certainly not her last.

Jane: It is… so big…

He paused once he hit a wall inside her, letting her adjust to his size. Despite filling her completely, his cock had almost an inch still outside her pussy. She panted beneath him, her chest heaving as she clung to him for support. Then, he began to move slowly. Her moans grew louder, her body responding instinctively to his rhythm.

Jane: Oh God… it’s so…

His pace quickened, his hips slamming into her as the bed creaked beneath them. He grabbed her breasts again, squeezing them roughly as he thrust into her harder.

Jane: Yes… yes… argh! Argh! Arrghh!

Her words dissolved into incoherent cries as she felt herself teetering on the edge again. For the next 20 minutes or so, the boss fucked my wife’s pussy relentlessly. The entire room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, and my wife’s short but loud cries. The boss reached down and rubbed her swollen clit with his thumb as he pounded into her.

Jane: I’m going to… oh God, I’m going to…

With a final cry, Jane’s pussy walls clenched tightly as her orgasm consumed her. The intensity of it left her trembling, her body completely spent as he continued to thrust through her release. The boss wasn’t satisfied yet, and Jane could feel it in the way he held her body against his. Still catching her breath, she looked up at him, her flushed face betraying both exhaustion and unrelenting desire.

Before she could respond, he shifted her position, guiding her onto her knees in the middle of the bed. His hands trailed down her back and pushed her shoulders down until her chest pressed against the mattress. She arched instinctively, presenting her pussy to him as he positioned himself behind her.

Jane: Boss… please… take me however you want...

The boss grinned at her submission. On one hand, he gripped her hip firmly while the other hand slid between her legs, teasing her dripping pussy. Then, without warning, he plunged into her again, this time from behind. The new angle made her gasp, and she could feel his cock hitting spots inside her she didn’t know existed. Her moans filled the room again, and her fingers clutched the sheets as he set a punishing rhythm. He grabbed her hips with both hands and pulled her back to meet his thrusts.

Jane: Oh! Oh… god… boss… fucked me hard!

Her words only spurred him on. He slowed slightly, forcing her to feel every inch of him. His hands roamed her body freely, sliding up to grab her breasts as they bounced with each movement. He then reached forward, pulling her up so her back was flush against his chest. One hand wrapped around her throat, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp, while the other slid between her legs to toy with her clit. The boss fucked my wife in that position for the next 10 minutes or so. His grip was leaving marks on her neck, and her face was flushed red. The pleasure as he rubbed her clit, and his hard, unrelenting cock ravaging her pussy, was too much to bear.

Boss: I want to hear you, scream louder!

Jane: Please… oh God, please! Boss!! Huhhh… hhh… argh… arhhh… arghhkkk…

Her desperate cries were the final push he needed. He growled low in her ear, his thrusts becoming erratic as he neared his release. Then, my wife popped the question.

Jane: Boss…

Her breath hitched and her voice was unstable...

Jane: Do you want to come inside me raw?

[mensammy]

thanks for the sensual update

[dutchmilk]

see already also hard on

[TheArtist]

Lost

As the boss slammed into my wife’s pussy one final time, his body tensed, and she felt the heat of his cum flooding her insides. The sensation sent her over the edge again, her walls clenched around his fat cock as she cried out his name. He held her tightly, burying himself deep Inside her as they rode out their shared climax.

When he finally pulled out, his thick cum trickled down her thighs. She collapsed onto the bed, her body trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction.

Boss: You’re incredible, Jane. Absolutely perfect.

Jane, panting: I… I never felt anything like that.

Boss: Get used to it. This is only the beginning.

The boss watched Jane as she lay spent on the bed, her body glistening with sweat and the mixture of his cum with her pussy juice evident between her trembling thighs. But he wasn’t finished with her yet.

Boss: You’re not done, Jane. Come here.

She turned her head toward him, her chest still heaving as she tried to catch her breath. His shaft stood proudly before her, still slick with their combined juices. Without hesitation, she nodded and pushed herself up, crawling toward him on shaky limbs.

Jane: Boss… anything for you…

Boss: Use that mouth of yours and clean me up. I want to feel how much you love what we’ve done.

Jane knelt in front of him, her eyes locked on his as she leaned forward. Her lips parted, and she took the tip into her mouth, tasting both herself and him. The salty, musky flavour spread across her tongue, making her cheeks flush with arousal all over again.

She began slowly, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head, her eyes flicking up to meet his as she did so. He groaned, his hand tangling in her hair, guiding her movements without forcing them.

Jane, pulling back briefly: Boss… Do you like how I suck you?

Boss: I love it. Keep going, Jane. Show me how much you want to please me.

Her lips stretched into a sly smile before she lowered her mouth onto his cock again, taking him deeper this time. She wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, stroking in time with the bobbing of her head, while her other hand gently cupped his balls, massaging them tenderly.

Jane, pausing to whisper: You so big, boss… I love the way you fill my mouth…

Her tongue flicked against the underside of his shaft as she slid him deeper, her throat relaxing to take him further. The boss groaned loudly, his hips bucking slightly as she sucked him.

Boss: God, Jane… you’re incredible. No one’s ever done it like this.

Her confidence grew with his praise. She tightened her lips around him, creating a delicious suction as she moved faster. Her hand pumped the base, squeezing just enough to heighten his pleasure. She hollowed her cheeks, wanting to let him feel every inch of her dedication.

Jane: I want you to come in my mouth, boss...

Her words sent a shiver through him. He tightened his grip on her hair, guiding her movements as she quickened her pace. The sound of her slurping, the wetness of her mouth combined with her teasing flicks of the tongue, drove him wild.

Boss: You’re too good at this, Jane. It’s like you were born to be fucked by me.

She took him even deeper, her throat constricting around him as he groaned her name. Tears pricked her eyes and she started to retch hard. Wet, sucking sounds mixed with her gagging, retching noises filled the room. A mixture of saliva and his sticky, pre-cum dripped down her chin. Yet she didn’t stop.

Her free hand moved to his thighs, steadying herself as she sucked him with passion. Her tongue swirled and flattened alternately, finding every sensitive spot to please his cock.

Boss: I’m close, Jane. Don’t stop.

She moaned in response. She maintained her rhythm, her mouth working him expertly as he tensed, his grip on her hair tightening.

Boss: Swallow it all, Jane. Show me you’re mine.

With a guttural groan, he released into her mouth. The hot, salty cum flooded her senses. She didn’t falter, swallowing every drop as her tongue continued to tease him, drawing out every ounce of his pleasure.

When he finally relaxed, she pulled back slowly, licking her lips clean as she gazed up at him with a satisfied smile.

Jane: Did I do well?

Boss: You’re perfect. Absolutely perfect.

He cupped her face, pulling her up for a deep, possessive kiss, tasting himself on her lips. My wife reciprocated and wrapped her arms around his neck, frenching him deeply.

Boss: Let’s get you cleaned up, beautiful.

The bathroom was luxurious, the glass shower enclosure spacious enough to accommodate the both of them with ease. He set her down gently on the cool tiles, his hands lingering on her hips as he turned on the shower. Warm water cascaded down, filling the space with steam.

Boss: Step in, Jane. Let me take care of you.

She obeyed, stepping under the stream as the water poured over her, washing away the evidence of their passion. He joined her, his strong hands immediately reaching for her body, lathering soap over her shoulders and arms with slow, deliberate movements.

Jane: Boss… You so good to me…

Boss: You deserve it. Every inch of you deserves to be worshiped.

His hands slid over her breasts, squeezing and kneading them as the soap foamed between his fingers. She moaned softly, her back pressing against his chest as he kissed her neck, his hands teasing her nipples.

Jane: You will spoil me like this…

Boss: That’s the idea.

After the shower, he handed her a soft towel, drying her off with gentle care. He disappeared for a moment and returned holding a black lace nightgown.

Boss: Put this on. I want to see you in it.

Jane took the garment, slipping it over her damp skin. The lace clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination as her D-cup breasts and nipples were so obvious underneath the fabric. He led her back to the bed, pulling her down to lie beside him.

Boss: Come here, Jane. I want to hold you.

She snuggled into his arms, her head resting on his chest as his hands roamed over her body. Their legs tangled together, the intimacy of the moment sending a shiver through her.

Boss: Tell me something, Jane. How does it feel to be here with me?

Jane: Feels so good, boss.

He smiled, his hand sliding under the fabric to cup her breast, his thumb brushing over her sensitive nipple.

Boss: And what about him? Your husband?

Jane hesitated for a moment before meeting his gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of guilt and exhilaration.

Jane: When I’m with you… he doesn’t matter...

Boss: You are mine, Jane. Every part of your body belongs to me.

Jane nodded.

Boss: Say it, Jane. Tell me what you want.

Jane: I want to be yours, boss... I want to give you my body completely...

Boss: And what about him?

Jane, hesitating: I love him, but… he can never make me feel so good. Only you can.

Her confession sent a thrill through him, his hands tightening on her hips as he rolled her onto her back.

Boss: That’s what I like to hear.

Lying together in the dim light of the room, the boss’s hands continued to lazily explore my wife’s body beneath the delicate lace fabric. Her breathing was soft and steady now.

Boss: You’re quiet, Jane. What’s on your mind?

Jane: Nothing…

She propped herself up slightly, her hand resting over his chest. Her touch was light, as her lips brushed against his collarbone. He groaned softly. Without waiting, she leaned down, her lips capturing one of the boss’ nipples. Her tongue stuck out, flicking against the sensitive peak before sucking gently. The boss’s body tensed beneath her, a low growl escaping his lips.

Boss, groaning: Ooof, Jane, you’re unbelievable…

Encouraged by his reaction, she moved to his other nipple, giving it the same attention. Her hands roamed over his chest and stomach, her nails grazing his skin just enough to leave a trail of tingling sensation. She licked, kissed, and sucked his nipples with a mix of tenderness and passion that left him groaning.

Her tongue trailed lower, her lips peppering kisses down his torso as she worked her way back to his hips. But before she could go further, he pulled her back up, his hands gripping her shoulders firmly.

Boss: Don’t think I’m done with you yet.

Jane: What else you want to do, boss?

He flipped her onto her back, pinning her beneath him as his hands explored her body with renewed intensity. The lace nightgown was no barrier to his touch. The boss stared down at her, his lips curling into a confident smirk as he traced his fingers along her jawline, tilting her face toward him. She looked up at him, her eyes gleaming with excitement and mischief, her chest rising and falling with anticipation.

Boss: You’re mine, Jane. Every inch of you.

Jane: My husband… never treat me like this before.

Her words sent a surge of pride through him, his hands sliding down to cup her breasts through the lace.

Boss: That’s because you’re my woman now. Isn’t that right?

Jane, nodding: Yah lor. I’m yours, boss...

He squeezed her breasts firmly, his thumb brushing over her sensitive nipple. She gasped, arching her back to push herself further into his hand.

Boss: Say it properly, Jane.

Jane: I belong to you, boss. My body... All for you…

Boss: And your husband?

Jane hesitated.

Jane: He… Can still touch me sometimes...

Boss: Good. Moving forward, you can only be fucked by me, you understand that? Your husband can no longer fuck you. Your mouth and pussy can only be used by me. Say it.

He pinched her nipple lightly, drawing a soft whimper from her lips.

Jane: …

Boss: Got it?

Jane, softly with a hint of guilt: Yes, boss. Only you can fuck me… my… husband… cannot have sex with me any more…

He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered.

Boss: And why is that?

Jane, softly and seductively: Because my body now only belongs to you, boss… Only you can use me...

Her words drove him wild, his hands roaming her body with a mix of roughness and tenderness. She writhed beneath him, her moans filling the room as she gave herself to him completely.

Boss: Make sure your husband cannot fuck you, got that?

Jane hesitated, her cheeks flushing as she nodded slowly. He rewarded her with a firm squeeze of her breasts through the lace of her nightgown, making her gasp and arch into his touch.

Boss: You don’t sound very convinced. Say it again.

Jane: I’m yours, boss. My body belongs to you now. My breasts… my pussy…

Boss: That’s what I like to hear.

His lips found her neck, biting and sucking lightly as his hands roamed over her body. She shuddered beneath him, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. She tilted her head back against the pillow, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. Her cheeks were flushed, her body still trembling slightly from the intensity of his actions. She glanced over at the boss, her lips parting slightly as she shifted closer to him, her fingers lightly touching his face.

Jane, whispering into his ears: Daddy… I want to be used again…

As I laid beside her, I knew Jane was sore but from what? I knew something must have happened when I was overseas. I carried that uneasiness and dread for years, thinking she must have met up with Jason again. I was wrong. And this... Was revealed to me in the most dreadful way possible. A series of text messages I saw...

[DeborahTse]

Very nice update bro, hope to read more!

[TheArtist]

Screenshots

As the phone buzzed with notifications from a past I had nearly forgotten, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity. Who was she talking to? What secrets did this phone hold? I scrolled through the messages, my eyes widening as I stumbled upon a conversation that seemed to be between her and someone she referred to as "boss". The texts grew increasingly flirtatious, and then, my blood ran cold. There they were, the photos. Jane, in various stages of undress, smiling seductively at the camera. The same Jane who was my wife, who had sworn to love and cherish me above all others.

Yet...

[Nitrolicious]

Waiting to hear more!

[MsPiggy]

Originally Posted by TheArtist

OMG sibeh dua liap!!

[HornyAlways]

You are one artist in the making bro