When she was begging, I had already scored 1-0 in this life-and-death game, I mean in the game of giving life.As she couldn't contain herself, I prepared my lil brother to slowly visit her lil sister. And just as I pushed it inside, she began moaning, her whole-body trembling in pleasure as she screamed, “Oh my god!” Her body trembling in pleasure as she reached orgasm, which made her body turn into an U shake and her hand grip the bed cover.Just by one attacked. I scored again, making it 2-0.Then I started to do my job, to move inside and outside made my lil brother dancing with the lil sister, make sure they were tightly touching every part.“Please stop,” she begged, “It's ticklish, I can't take it. I just got orgasm.”As if I would heed her plea, I moved my waist like a perfect machine, going deep, slamming it, and moving in rhythm with controlled breathing. Inside, outside, inside, outside.She grabbed my body and muscles, “take it out, it's really ticklish.”But I didn't care
Clad in what was, for me, the height of luxury, Rachel and I approached the three-story house near my school, a prize won from the gambling den. Under the famous architect meticulous guidance and expensive renovation, it had transformed into an impressive office space, now brimming with the hum of air conditioners.The front boasted a glass door etched with the bold letters "Eden Cellular Division" – a touch of sophistication that was quite lavish in my eyes. "They are on the second floor, in the meeting room," Rachel informed me, her voice echoing slightly in the spacious foyer.As I passed the office space, my perspective shifted. The office, with its array of high-speed computers and seamless internet connectivity, exuded an aura of elite professionalism. It was a place where ambition and talent wouldn't just thrive, but flourish.Entering the meeting room, I equipped my newfound title, 'Casanova', upon me. Four beautiful women in office clothes stood in respect as I entered, each
As I approached the heavy wooden door, the captain's voice thundered behind me, her face flushed with a furious crimson. "Alright! But if you lose, you must swear to bring Maria to my abode.""Absolutely no problem," I replied, my voice tinged with a hint of defiance. Gently closing the door, I surreptitiously turned the lock, sealing us inside. Dropping my backpack with a thud onto the dusty floor near the makeshift arena, I murmured to myself, "I can't possibly lose to a mere grade 12 girl, right? Such a defeat would bring shame upon this Marshall and all his soldiers."The captain's eyes, sharp and assessing, bore into me. "Are you aware of how much I detest boys?" she asked, her voice a mixture of scorn and challenge."You've just informed me," I retorted, slipping off my upper garments to stand only in my pants, exposing my muscular torso."Why do you disrobe?" she inquired, her gaze lingering on my sculpted physique."I prefer not to have my clothes torn during the fight. It's s
Our legendary battle raged on, each movement charged with an electric tension and powerful strength. As I was kissing her sweet lips and traced her body's contours, my fingers gently caressing her sensitive points, a dance of intimacy unfolded. My right hand, skilled in the art of massage, glided over her wet lady part, putting all kind of fingers movement I knew. Cycle, pushing, pulling, entering, fingering, I did all!Suddenly, her body began to elicit rhythmic tension and relaxation in her muscles, silently proving my expertise. She even moaned in pleasure.“You are already losing,” I whispered, my breath a warm caress against her ear.“Not yet!” Her response was a mix of desperation and defiance, a moan escaping her lips again as I pushed my finger, betraying her resolve.“Then, don’t regret it later,” I moved to the next phase of our duel, forcefully sliding down her pants, revealing the smooth, unblemished skin of her lady parts. Her skin, flushed from the heat of our encounter,
“Yes, she is indeed correct,” I chimed in, my voice laced with a tinge of defensiveness. “She coerced my classmate into bringing me to the karate club. There, she made a bet with me. If she won, I would be obliged to escort Maria to her house. But if I won, she would have to stay here, which I preferred not, since her presence was unwelcome.”I smirked to her, “As a man fighting with a woman, ultimately, she lost. Then, in an unexpected turn, she began to seduce me, slowly unbuttoning her clothes, her eyes filled with a plea, imploring me to take her. That is the unvarnished truth. I never forced her. She was the one who asked, even begged to handsome me.”“Shut up!” Nicole interjected sharply, her face flushed with a crimson hue of anger. “I detest boys! I don’t even like you, so how dare you accuse me of seduction! We were merely sparring in karate.”“Then I never raped you, right?” I queried, turning my gaze towards Maria, the epitome of beauty in this realm. She was attired in a
Before the man's hand could strike Maria's face, Nicole burst onto the scene, her presence like a tempest. With the grace of a panther, she appeared behind the man and launched a legendary high kick, her leg swinging with precision and strength, targeting the assailant's groin.Her leg connected with a sickening thud, It landed perfectly on the man's lower region, causing him to double over in excruciating pain, sending the man crumpling to the ground, his face twisted in agony.Nicole stood defiantly, her eyes blazing with fierce intensity as she looked at the other four college boys who rushed towards her. "What? You want to assault me, a woman, with four of you cowards?" she spat, her voice dripping with contempt. "Where's your shame? Your friend tried to slap a girl. What does that make you?"The four assailants glanced nervously at the gathering crowd, their eyes flickering with uncertainty and fear of judgement.Seizing the moment, Nicole swiftly grabbed Maria, beckoning Celeste
The five men who took the table beside us eyed us with the predatory gaze of a tiger stalking a lamb, yet in my mind, they were nothing more than cute kittens. Amidst them, the man who boasted about being Maria's fiancé arrogantly pulled up a chair next to her, joining our table."You Bitch, I've told your father that I've found you. He has instructed me to bring you back," he declared with overbearing pride.Maria, unbothered, retorted without so much as a glance in his direction, "I don't know you!""I am your fiancé!" he exclaimed, his hand striking the table with a force that made the silverware shiver.I sighed inwardly, what a great gentleman, indeed. Displaying arrogance and violence to intimidate a weak woman. I glanced at the wine bottle on the table. What would happen if I slammed this bottle onto his head? Would we involve the authorities?Ah, I should build my own law firm. Then, if I have a problem, a dozen beautiful lawyers would leap to my defense.Maria's voice, sharp
Nicole's face twisted into a mischievously sly grin. “Oh my dear Kevin, our father called. Don’t you want to take the call?” Her tone dripped with feigned innocence, her eyes glinting with unspoken amusement. Celeste and Gisella were laughing hard.Kevin, his body trembling with fear and anger, hastily grabbed the phone and scurried away from the table finding a corner to picked up the phone. As we all watched him intently, we could see his every bow to the phone, his eyes darting towards me in palpable fear mixed with anger. His expression was a portrait of pain, hard to watch yet impossible to ignore.After a few tension-filled minutes, Kevin returned to our table, trying to mask his fear with the same arrogance he always paraded. “Driver, call your friends to continue the contract with Total Construction. Nothing happened here, right?” he declared, trying to regain control.I was at a loss for words. Sabrina and the other girl seemed torn between laughter and shock at his arrogance