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Living Room Lust

The soft lighting in the living room cast a golden hue over the space, creating an intimate, inviting atmosphere. I sat on the cozy couch, my legs lifted and stretched wide, my pussy fully exposed and glistening with anticipation. The thought of you walking in any moment, seeing me in this vulnerable, seductive position, sent a thrill of excitement through my body.

My heart skipped a beat as I heard the door open. I looked up to see you standing there, your eyes widening in desire as they raked over my exposed form. The intensity of your gaze sent a shiver down my spine, making me part my legs even wider.

You wasted no time, crossing the room in a few long strides. Your erection was already straining against your pants, the sight of your hard cock making my own arousal spike. I bit my lip, my breath hitching as you kneeled in front of me, your eyes locked onto mine.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” you murmured, your voice thick with lust.

You positioned yourself between my legs, your hands gripping my thighs firmly. The anticipation was almost unbearable as you freed your cock, the hard, throbbing length ready and eager. I could feel my pussy clenching in need, desperate to be filled by you.

The first touch of your tip against my entrance made me moan softly, my body arching towards you. Slowly, you pushed inside, the delicious stretch sending waves of pleasure through me. Inch by inch, you filled me completely, the sensation of your cock sliding deep within making me gasp.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” you groaned, your voice trembling with desire.

You began to move, your thrusts starting slow and purposeful. Each stroke sent electric sparks shooting through my body, the pleasure building steadily. I wrapped my arms around your neck, pulling you closer, needing the intimacy of your touch.

“Harder,” I whispered, my voice breathless with need.

You complied eagerly, your rhythm quickening, each thrust becoming more powerful. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, blending with the crescendo of our shared moans. The couch rocked with our movements, the intensity of our passion turning the living room into our own erotic haven.

Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge, the friction of your cock driving me wild. I clung to you, my nails digging into your back as I rode the waves of pleasure. The heat of your body against mine, the raw, primal connection, was intoxicating.

“Don’t stop,” I gasped, my voice desperate.

You growled in response, your pace growing frenzied. The sensation of your hard length pounding into me, filling me over and over, was almost too much. I felt the coil tightening in my core, my orgasm building to an unbearable peak.

“Cum for me,” you urged, your voice hoarse with need.

The command was all I needed. My body tensed, the pleasure exploding in a mind-shattering climax. I cried out, my pussy clenching around your cock, milking every last bit of ecstasy from the experience. The sensation of you filling me, your own release following mine, sent a final jolt of pleasure through me.

Your movements slowed, both of us spent and sated, our breathing heavy in the aftermath of our ecstasy. You collapsed onto the couch beside me, pulling me into your arms. The living room, once a quiet sanctuary, now felt like the heart of our passions.

We lay there together, the afterglow washing over us, our bodies tingling with the remnants of our shared pleasure. I looked up at you, a satisfied smile playing on my lips.

“That was incredible,” I whispered, my voice soft and content.

“And it’s only the beginning,” you replied, your eyes filled with a promise of more to come.

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