As I stood there watching Kate's internal struggle play out across her beautiful face, I could practically taste her conflicted desires in the air. The way her fingers nervously played with the hem of her dress, how her breath came in shallow little gasps - it all painted a picture of a woman torn between loyalty and lust.
[Yes...] Her mental voice was thick with determination. [Why didn't I think of this sooner?] Her thoughts raced with excitement. [I don't even need to spell it out for him...] Her mental voice carried a note of cunning. [Just need to create the right situation...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with anticipation.
I watched as her eyes glazed over slightly, her pupils dilating as her mind conjured vivid images. [Just enough to make Barry wild with jealousy...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Seeing me with another man...] Her thoughts raced with dark excitement.
The way her cheeks flushed deeper told me exactly what kind of images were playing through her mind. [Then Barry would be eager to fuck me hard...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Like Jack fucked Jennifer...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness. [Yes...] Her mental voice was thick with resolve. [If Barry saw me getting close to Jack...] Her thoughts raced with determination.
Her eyes flicked to me, then away, then back again as her mind raced. [Or in our bed...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [He would lose his mind...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with hope. [Getting rid of his erectile dysfunction...] Her mental voice was thick with resolve. [At least that's what I found in those anonymous searches...] Her thoughts trailed off briefly.
I could practically see the gears turning in her head as she formulated her plan. [Or what that doctor said...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [About jealousy being a powerful motivator...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with determination.
Kate looked at me, her expression hesitant, but her eyes burning with dark excitement. "Jack," she began, her voice carrying a note of vulnerability that didn't quite match the wicked thoughts I could hear. "I want to invite you to our house for dinner..." She paused briefly, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dress in a way that made the fabric ride up slightly, revealing more of her toned thighs.
[Yeah...] Her mental voice was thick with satisfaction. [Inviting him to dinner is perfect...] Her thoughts raced with excitement. [And Jack won't suspect a thing...] Her mental voice carried a note of cunning. [I just need to tease him a bit...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with anticipation.
I smiled, my lips curving into what I knew was a predatory expression. "Yeah," I said, my voice low and intimate, letting it carry just enough suggestion to make her breath catch. "I thought it was something serious... You scared me there for a second," I paused briefly, my eyes lingering on the way her nipples pressed against her dress. "Okay, that is a good idea," I continued, my voice carrying a note of authority that made her shiver slightly.
[I'm a genius...] Her mental voice was thick with satisfaction. [This will work perfectly...] Her thoughts raced with excitement. [Barry will be so jealous...] Her mental voice was thick with anticipation. [He'll want me so badly...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with need.
As we exchanged numbers, I made sure my fingers brushed against hers in a way that was just a little too intimate. The way her breath hitched slightly at my touch made my lips curve into a dark smile. I used my Hand of Arousal ability as our hands touched, watching with satisfaction as her pupils dilated and her cheeks flushed darker.
Kate's thoughts raced with conflicting desires. [Oh my god...] Her mental voice carried a note of surprise. [My pussy...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with need. [It's dripping again...] Her mental voice was thick with arousal. [Fuck...] Her thoughts raced with frustration. [My thighs...] Her mental voice was thick with need.
[They are also wet...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with desire. [I need to leave...] Her mental voice was thick with resolve. [Otherwise...] Her thoughts trailed off, her mind clearly processing this new information.
I could see the way her thoughts were already turning to how she would stage this little performance for her husband's benefit. The way her eyes kept flicking to me told me she was imagining scenarios that would make any proper wife blush.
Kate then said goodbye to me, her voice carrying a note of vulnerability. She left me alone, her body swaying slightly as she walked away. The scent of her arousal lingered in the air, making my nostrils flare with appreciation.
I walked around the villa, my eyes scanning the area with predatory interest. I found Ava, Angela, and Jenna had settled inside their room and were taking a shower.
I didn't disturb them but went back to our villa, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants. As I entered the dimly lit bedroom, the sight that greeted me made my cock throb painfully against my pants.
The massive bed was a tangle of sleeping beauties, their party dresses riding up to reveal tantalizing glimpses of flesh. The air was thick with the scent of arousal and expensive perfume, making my nostrils flare with appreciation.
Karen lay sprawled on her stomach, her dress hitched up to reveal the full curves of her ass. The thin fabric of her thong did little to hide the shadow of her pussy lips, the material already damp with her arousal. Her blonde hair fanned out around her face, her lips parted slightly as she breathed deeply in sleep.
Julie was curled on her side, her dress riding up to expose her toned thighs. The way the fabric strained against her tits made my mouth water, the dark circles of her areolas visible through the thin material. Her fingers were curled against her cheek, her expression peaceful in sleep.
Jessica lay on her back, her dress riding up to reveal the tempting curve of her hips. The way the fabric clung to her pussy made my cock twitch, the shadow of her lips visible beneath. Her dark hair contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, her lips parted slightly as she breathed deeply.
Olivia was curled on her side, her dress riding up to expose her toned thighs. The way the fabric strained against her tits made my mouth water, the dark circles of her areolas visible through the thin material. Her fingers were curled against her cheek, her expression peaceful in sleep.
Sofia lay on her stomach, her dress hitched up to reveal the full curves of her ass. The thin fabric of her thong did little to hide the shadow of her pussy lips, the material already damp with her arousal. Her dark hair fanned out around her face, her lips parted slightly as she breathed deeply in sleep.
I removed all my clothes, my cock standing at full attention. The way it throbbed painfully made my breath catch, my eyes scanning the sleeping beauties before settling on Olivia. I approached her slowly, my cock twitching with anticipation.
I slipped into bed beside her, my hard cock pressing against her ass. The way her body adjusted to my touch made my lips curve into a dark smile, my fingers tracing down her arm before gripping her wrist.
Olivia stirred slightly as I entered her, her body adjusting to my cock in her sleep. "Aaaaaah... oh... Jack..." she murmured, her voice thick with desire. The way her pussy expanded around my cock made my breath catch, the tight heat of her making my eyes roll back slightly.
"Mmm... that feels so good, hmmm..." she moaned, her voice thick with need. The way her pussy clenched around my cock made my blood heat, her body melting against mine.
I didn't fuck her but held her close, my massive cock kept throbbing violently inside her tight pussy. The way her body melted against mine made my blood boil, her pussy clenching around my cock in her sleep like a velvet glove. "Aaaah, Jack..." she murmured, her voice thick with desire, her breath hitching as she felt me deep inside her. The way her pussy held me in her sleep made my cock twitch violently, the tight heat of her making my breath catch.
After a while, she adjusted to my cock in a comfortable position, her body melting against mine. The way her pussy held me in her sleep made my cock twitch violently, the tight heat of her making my breath catch.
I fell asleep with her in my arms, my cock still hard inside her. The way her pussy held me in her sleep made my cock twitch violently, the tight heat of her making my breath catch.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that only Olivia was there. Olivia looked at me, her eyes widening slightly as she realized my cock was still inside her pussy.
I pulled it out slowly, making her moan deeply. "Hmmmm..." she murmured, her voice thick with need, her pussy clenching around my cock as it slipped out.
I kissed Olivia on her lips, my tongue tracing along her lower lip. "Good morning, my wife," I murmured, my voice low and intimate, my cock twitching against her thigh.
Olivia kissed me back, her fingers tracing down my chest. "You've been so bad, keeping me filled all night..."
The way her fingers traced down my chest made my blood heat, my cock twitching against her thigh. The way her fingers trembled slightly made my cock twitch violently, my pre-cum dripping down the cock.
I pulled out my cock from her pussy, making her moan deeply. "Hmmm aaaah..." she murmured, her voice thick with need, her pussy clenching around my cock as it slipped out. "This naughty boy has been pulsing inside me all the time..."
She slapped my cock slightly, her fingers wrapping around my throbbing cock. The way her fingers massaged my cock made my hips jerk violently, my cock twitching in her grasp. "You've been a bad boy," she murmured, her voice thick with need, her fingers tracing down my chest. "Bad boys must be punished..." Her eyes darkened with lust as she tightened her grip, her thumb swirling around the sensitive head.
I pulled her on top of me, letting her settle into a position that brought us closer. The warmth of her body against mine sent shivers down my spine, and I could feel her heart racing in sync with mine. "Oh, you want to challenge me?" I murmured, my voice dripping with a dark promise as I aligned myself with her. The anticipation was palpable, the air between us charged with a mix of excitement and desire.
She looked down at me, her eyes reflecting a blend of determination and curiosity. "Then let's see who can endure more, my love," I continued, my hands gently caressing her back, feeling the softness of her skin under my fingertips. The connection between us was electric, each touch sending waves of pleasure through our bodies.
With one powerful thrust, I let my cock slip inside her pussy, making her moan in surprise as I filled her completely. "Aaaahhh!" she cried out, her nails digging into my shoulders. The way her pussy stretched around my cock made my eyes roll back, her tight heat enveloping me completely.
I fucked her hard, making her jump up and down on my cock. The way her tits bounced with each thrust made my mouth water, my hands gripping her hips tightly. She and I were about to cum, and I pulled her onto my cock so hard that her womb descended, swallowing around my cock. The sensation made her scream in surprise, her nails digging into my skin.
"I wasn't done..." I murmured, my voice low and intimate. The tip of my cock was just on the womb wall, but because of its thickness, it couldn't go in. The way her pussy stretched around my cock made my eyes roll back, her tight heat enveloping me completely. But I wanted to make it more erotic.
I used Body Manipulation to make the head of my cock a bit thinner, and it easily slipped inside her. The way her womb stretched around my cock made her eyes widen, her breath hitching in her throat.
Olivia gasped as she felt me deep inside her womb. "Oh god, Jack!" she moaned, her voice thick with need. "What are you doing to me?" Her fingers clenching into fists at her sides as she felt me deep inside her.
I chuckled darkly against her skin. "That's right, baby," I murmured, my voice low and intimate. "Take all of me. Show me how much you can handle." My cock pulsed inside her, the veins standing out prominently as I stretched her.
Olivia's eyes widened in shock as my cockhead breached her cervix, her mouth forming a perfect "O" of surprise. "Ohhhh fuckkkk!" she screamed, her voice breaking with raw pleasure-pain.
"Ahhh! Fuck! It's too big!" Olivia wailed, her fingers digging into my flesh as her womb clenched around me. "I can't... I can't take it all!"
"Oh yes, you can," I growled, slamming into her with a powerful thrust that made her scream. "You're going to take every inch, baby. Your womb was made to be filled with my cum."
Olivia's eyes watered as I stretched her womb open, her mouth gaping as she gasped for air. "Oh god! Oh god! It's in my womb!" she cried, her voice breaking. "I can feel it! I can feel you in my womb!"
"Jack! What the hell is that?!" Her fingers clawed at my shoulders as her womb convulsed around my invading cock, her face contorting in a beautiful mask of ecstatic agony.
"Take it, baby," I growled, watching her expression twist with each inch I fed into her womb. Her normally pale skin flushed deep red as sweat beaded on her forehead. "That's my good girl - taking Daddy's cock so deep in your little womb."
"Nnnnghhh!" Olivia keened, her back arching off the bed as I bottomed out. "It's too much! Too deep! I can feel you in my stomach!" Her eyes rolled back as her womb spasmed around my cock, her lips trembling with each ragged breath.
Then I once again used Body Manipulation to make the head of my cock thicker. The way her womb stretched around my cock made her eyes widen, her breath hitching in her throat.
Olivia gasped as she felt me deep inside her womb. "Oh god, Jack!" she moaned, her voice thick with need. "What are you doing to me?" Her fingers clenching into fists at her sides as she felt me deep inside her.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I groaned, my hips grinding against hers as I bottomed out inside her. The way her pussy stretched around my cock made my eyes roll back, her tight heat enveloping me completely. "I can feel your pussy gripping me so perfectly."
"Fuck, your naughty womb is swallowing my cock," I groaned, my hips grinding against hers as I bottomed out inside her.
The way her pussy stretched around my cock made my eyes roll back, her tight heat enveloping me completely. "I can feel your womb gripping me so tightly, stopping me from pulling back."
I could even see the bump of it on her stomach, and I came hard, pulsing inside her. The sensation made her moan, "Ah ah aaaah aaah aaaah fuck aaah ummmm oh... aaaaah fuck... Oh my god aah aaaah Jack..."
Her womb clamped down on my cock like a vice, the tight, velvety heat milking me relentlessly. I groaned, my eyes rolling back as her inner muscles massaged my cock, coaxing out every last drop of cum.
My balls tightened, and I came again, my cock pulsing as I filled her to the brim. My cum overflowed, dripping from her stretched pussy, coating her thighs and the bed beneath us in thick, white ropes.
Her womb tightly locked my cock, gripping it so tight that I just kept cumming and cumming. The way her womb milked my cock made my eyes roll back, her tight heat making my breath catch. Even my cum started dripping from her pussy, it was so overflowed as I used Cum Monster ability to just kept cumming, filling her up.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Olivia screamed, her body trembling as she came hard, her juices squirting from her pussy in a powerful stream, mixing with my cum. The sound of her gushing was loud, a wet, sloshing noise that filled the room as her fluids sprayed across my stomach and chest.
She tried to stand, her legs shaking, but her womb clung to my cock, refusing to let go. She whimpered, her hands gripping my chest as she attempted to pull away, but my swollen cock was lodged deep inside her, her pussy stretched taut around my cock.
"Fuck, Jack, it's too much," she moaned, her body shuddering as another orgasm wracked her frame. "I can't... I can't take it anymore."
But her words were a lie, her body betraying her as her hips ground against mine, her cunt greedily milking my cock. I growled, my hands gripping her hips as I thrust upward, burying myself deeper inside her.
She screamed, her nails digging into my flesh as her body convulsed with another intense orgasm. Her pussy clenched around my cock, her womb sucking at the head, drawing out more cum. I groaned, my cock twitching as I came again, filling her even more.
The sight of her pussy stretched around my cock, her juices and my cum dripping from her, was almost too much. I could feel her womb gripping me, her inner muscles massaging my cock, milking me dry. Her body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she came again, her cunt clamping down on my cock.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" she chanted, her voice hoarse from screaming. Her pussy clenched around me, her womb sucking at my cock, drawing out every last drop of cum.
"Fuck, Jack, please," she begged, her voice a desperate whine. "I can't... I can't stop.. aaaaaaah fuck aah hmmmm I am cumming."
I growled, my hips thrusting upward as I fucked her through her orgasm, my cock buried deep inside her. She screamed, her body convulsing as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her pussy clenched around me, her womb sucking at my cock, drawing out every last drop of cum.
She gushed again, her juices squirting from her pussy in a powerful stream, coating my balls and the bed beneath us. The sound of her squirting was loud, a wet, sloshing noise that filled the room as her fluids sprayed across my stomach and chest.
Finally, with a roar, I came one last time, my cock pulsing as I filled her to the brim. She collapsed on top of me, her body trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we both came down from our intense high.
Her pussy was still stretched around my cock, her juices and my cum dripping from her, coating her thighs and the bed beneath us. I could feel her womb still gripping me, her inner muscles massaging my cock, milking out the last drops of cum. She whimpered, her body still trembling from the aftermath of our intense fucking.
Olivia collapsed on top of me, her body limp and trembling, her pussy still stretched around my cock. She had fainted from exhaustion, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her body convulsed with the aftermath of our intense fucking. I used Body Manipulation to return my cock to its normal size, but even then, her womb clung to me, her inner muscles gripping my cock tightly.
I held Olivia's waist tightly, trying to pull her up from on top of me. But her womb was still clenching the tip of my cock inside, her pussy stretched taut around my girth. I growled, my hands gripping her hips as I used some force to pull her up.
As I pulled out, a loud popping sound echoed in the room, her pussy making a wet, sloshing noise as it released my cock. My cum dripped from her, flowing down her thighs and onto the bed beneath us in thick, white ropes.
I gently laid her down on the bed, covering her with a sheet and letting her rest and sleep. Her body was still trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she recovered from our intense fucking.
I walked into the bathroom, taking a shower to wash away the evidence of our filthy fucking. The water cascaded down my body, washing away the sweat and cum that coated my skin. I stepped out of the shower, drying myself off before walking into the living room.
As I entered, I saw Stella and Julie waiting for me. Stella's eyes lit up as she saw me, and she walked over, her hips swaying in her maid outfit. "Master, good morning," she said, her voice soft and submissive. She leaned in, pressing her lips against mine in a gentle kiss.
I kissed her back, my hands groping her ass in her maid outfit, squeezing her soft flesh. She blushed, her breath hitching as she pulled away, her eyes filled with desire. "Master, let me prepare your breakfast," she said, her voice barely a whisper.
I nodded, my hands releasing her ass as she turned and walked towards the kitchen, her hips swaying with each step, the fabric of her skirt clinging to her ass.
I turned to Julie, who was sitting on the couch, her eyes filled with longing. I walked over and sat down, pulling her onto my lap, her body pressing against mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her lips finding mine in a passionate kiss.
Our tongues tangled, our breaths mingling as we lost ourselves in the kiss. My hands roamed her body, squeezing her soft flesh, her moans vibrating against my lips. She ground her hips against mine, her pussy rubbing against my cock, her juices soaking through my pants.
I broke the kiss, my lips brushing against her ear. "You're so eager," I murmured, my voice a low growl. Julie was a bit embarrassed, her cheeks flushed with desire.
She looked at me, her eyes filled with mischief. "I can't help it," she whispered, her voice a low purr. "You make me this way."
I chuckled, my eyes locked on hers. "And what's wrong with that?" I asked, my voice a low growl. "I love seeing you like this."
Julie smiled, her body pressing against mine. "I know," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "And I love it too."
I looked at her and gently caressed her hair, my fingers tangling in her locks. "Where are the others?" I asked, my voice soft.
Julie looked at me, her eyes filled with mischief. "They all went out to make money for you," she teased, her voice a low purr. "You're living off your women."
I chuckled, my eyes locked on hers. "And what's wrong with that?" I asked, my voice a low growl. "I provide for them in other ways."
Julie smiled, her body pressing against mine. "I know," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I looked up and saw Stella standing there with the breakfast in her hands, her eyes filled with desire. I beckoned her over, my voice a low command. "Stella, why don't you feed me with your hands?"
Stella nodded, her cheeks flushed with a blush. She smiled and started giving me food, her fingers trembling slightly as she fed me. I could see the desire in her eyes, her body trembling with anticipation.
I took a bite, my eyes locked on hers. "Delicious," I murmured, my voice a low growl. "But not as delicious as you."
Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire. "Master," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "You're too kind."
I smiled, my eyes locked on hers. "I know," I said, my voice a low growl. "And I plan on showing you just how kind I can be."
I reached out, my hand cupping her cheek, my thumb brushing against her lips. She leaned into my touch, her eyes filled with desire. I could feel her body trembling with anticipation, her breath hitching slightly.
"Master," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I love making breakfast for you."
I smiled, my eyes locked on hers. "And I love watching you make it," I said, my voice a low growl. "But I think I'd love watching you make something else even more."
Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire. "And what would that be, Master?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
I looked at her, my eyes filled with desire. "I think I'd love watching you make yourself cum," I said, my voice a low growl.
Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "Master," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes filled with desire and hesitation. "You are always teasing me..."
I chuckled, my eyes locked on hers, my hand sliding down to her waist, my fingers tracing her curves. "I know," I said, my voice a low growl, my lips brushing against her ear. "But I think you love it."
Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She nodded, her eyes filled with desire, her lips parting slightly. I let her feed me breakfast, my eyes locked on hers, my cock hardening in my pants.
After I finished breakfast, I noticed Julie sitting quietly in the corner of the room. Her usual confident demeanor was replaced with a rare vulnerability. She was nervously playing with the hem of her dress, her eyes downcast. I could sense her hesitation, her unspoken worries hanging heavy in the air between us.
I walked over to her, my footsteps silent on the plush carpet. As I approached, she looked up, her eyes wide with surprise and something else - a flicker of hope. I sat down beside her, our thighs touching, and took her hand in mine. Her fingers were cold, trembling slightly.
"Julie," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know what you're thinking about."
Her eyes widened in surprise, her breath catching in her throat. "You... you do?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
I nodded, my thumb tracing circles on the back of her hand. "Germany," I said simply. "You've been thinking about going back, haven't you?"
Julie's eyes filled with tears, her lower lip trembling. She nodded silently, a single tear escaping down her cheek. I reached up, brushing it away with my thumb.
"I promised I would take you back after the party," I continued, my voice gentle but firm. "And I always keep my promises."
Julie's breath hitched, her free hand coming up to cover her mouth as if to hold back a sob. "But... but how did you know?" she asked, her voice muffled behind her hand. "I never said anything..."
I smiled softly, my hand cupping her cheek. "I know you, Julie. I know when something's bothering you. And I could see it in your eyes every time we talked about home."
She leaned into my touch, her eyes closing briefly as if savoring the moment. When she opened them again, they were filled with a mix of gratitude and something deeper - love, perhaps.
"You really would do that for me?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I nodded, my hand sliding to the back of her neck, pulling her closer. "I would do anything for you, Julie," I murmured, my lips brushing against her forehead. "You know that."
She melted against me, her arms wrapping around my waist, her face burying in my chest. I could feel her body shaking slightly, whether from relief or emotion, I wasn't sure.
Julie's body melted against mine, her breath warm through the fabric of my shirt. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice muffled against my chest, her fingers clutching at my shirt. "Thank you so much."
I looked down at her, my hand gently lifting her chin so our eyes met. A mischievous grin spread across my face as I teased her, "Let's go meet our daughter Hannah."
Julie's face flushed a deep crimson, the heat from her blush radiating against my chest. She playfully smacked my chest, her eyes sparkling with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "You're impossible," she murmured, her voice barely audible, her body still pressed against mine. Her fingers traced circles on my chest, sending shivers down my spine.
I looked at Julie, my hands sliding down to her waist, my fingers tracing her curves. "Show me a picture of your house," I said, my voice a low growl, my lips brushing against her ear. "So I can teleport us there directly."
Julie nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She pulled out her phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she showed me a picture of herself inside her living room. Her eyes were filled with desire and gratitude, her body pressing against mine.
I hugged Julie, my hands roaming her body, squeezing her soft flesh. "Bye, Stella," I said, my voice a low growl, my lips brushing against Julie's ear. "Tell the others we went to Germany to pick up Julie's daughter."
Stella nodded, her eyes filled with desire and understanding. "Don't worry," she said, her voice barely audible, her body trembling slightly. "I'll tell them."
I looked down at Julie, my eyes filled with desire and love. "Ready?" I asked, my voice a low growl, my lips brushing against her ear.
Julie nodded, her eyes filled with desire and gratitude, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her hand reaching out to hold mine.
I used my Teleportation ability, the world around us blurring as we were transported to Germany. We materialized inside Julie's living room, the familiar surroundings welcoming us. The house was empty, no one was there. I guessed Hannah must be out, perhaps at school or with friends.
Julie looked around, her eyes filled with nostalgia and desire. "It's been so long," she murmured, her voice barely audible, her body trembling slightly.
I looked at her, my eyes filled with desire and love. "I know," I said, my voice a low growl, my lips brushing against her ear. "But we're here now."
Julie nodded, her eyes filled with desire and gratitude, her body trembling with anticipation. She turned to me, her lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. Our tongues tangled, our breaths mingling as we lost ourselves in the kiss. My hands roamed her body, squeezing her soft flesh, her moans vibrating against my lips.
I broke the kiss, my lips brushing against her ear. "I love you," I murmured, my voice a low growl, my hands sliding down to her ass, my fingers squeezing her soft flesh.
Julie moaned, her body trembling with desire, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "I love you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes filled with desire and gratitude.
Julie's smile lit up her face as she turned to me, her fingers tracing idle patterns on my chest. "Let's wait for Hannah," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, her breath warm against my skin. The scent of her perfume mixed with the faint musk of our earlier passion, creating an intoxicating aroma that filled my senses.
I pulled her closer, my arms wrapping around her waist as we settled onto the plush couch. The familiar surroundings of her childhood home seemed to relax her, her body melting into mine with a contented sigh.
Julie's hand found mine, her fingers intertwining with my own as she rested her head against my shoulder. "I can't believe we're finally here," she confessed, her voice tinged with emotion. "It's been so long since I've seen her..."
Julie nodded, her eyes filled with desire and gratitude, her body trembling with anticipation. We settled onto the plush couch, our bodies pressing together as if we were two pieces of a puzzle finally clicking into place. The warmth of her skin seeped through her thin blouse, her scent - that intoxicating mix of jasmine and something uniquely her - wrapping around me like a second embrace.
As we sat there, Julie began sharing stories about Hannah, her voice soft with maternal pride. "She's always been so independent," Julie murmured, her fingers tracing idle patterns on my thigh. "Even as a little girl, she had this fierce determination..."
Her voice took on a distant quality as she spoke of her past marriage. "Her father... he was always coming home late," she confessed, her gaze dropping to where her fingers played with the hem of my shirt. "I used to wait up, you know? Night after night, wondering where he was, what he was doing..."
I could feel the old pain in her voice, the way her body tensed slightly at the memory. My hand found her cheek, turning her face to meet my gaze. "You didn't forget about your punishment, did you?" I asked, my voice low and deliberate.
Julie's breath hitched, her cheeks flushing that beautiful shade of pink I loved so much. She tried to play coy, her fingers suddenly very interested in the buttons of my shirt. "What... what are you talking about?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't remember any punishment..."
Her eyes darted away from mine, that telltale sign she was being less than truthful. I caught her chin between my fingers, gently but firmly turning her face back to me. "Oh, I think you remember perfectly well," I murmured, my thumb brushing against her lower lip.
The moment was shattered by the sound of the front door opening. Julie immediately stiffened in my arms, her breath catching as she quickly disentangled herself from our embrace.
I watched as her expression transformed from lustful to maternal in an instant, her eyes flying to the doorway with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.
A young girl stepped through, her face lighting up with pure joy when she saw Julie. She looked exactly like a younger version of her mother - same delicate features, same heart-shaped face, but with a cascade of snow-white hair that framed her face like a halo.
The contrast between her white hair and her blue eyes was striking, making her look like some ethereal creature stepped from a fairy tale.
"Mom!" Hannah cried out, her voice thick with emotion as she rushed forward. The sound of her voice was like music - sweet and clear, with just a hint of that teenage rasp that made my chest tighten. Julie met her halfway, their bodies colliding in a tight embrace that made Hannah's breasts press against her mother's chest.
"I missed you so much," Hannah whispered, her voice muffled against Julie's shoulder. The raw emotion in her words made something twist in my chest. I could see the way her white hair blended with Julie's locks where they touched, creating a beautiful contrast.
Julie's hands stroked her daughter's hair, her own voice thick with tears. "Oh, my sweet girl," she murmured, pulling back slightly to cup Hannah's face. "I missed you more than words can say."
Hannah's white hair shimmered as she pulled back slightly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Mom, I'm so sorry for being angry with you earlier," she confessed, her fingers twisting in Julie's blouse. "I was being so selfish... I shouldn't have said those things to you..."
I remembered what Julie had told me about their strained relationship, about Hannah's rebellious phase. Seeing them now, the love between them was palpable, almost visible in the air between them like some golden thread connecting their hearts.
"Mom, I love you," Hannah whispered, her voice breaking as a single tear escaped to trail down her cheek.
Julie's tears spilled over as she pulled her daughter into another crushing hug. "My precious girl," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I love you more than the stars love the night sky. I was never angry at you, my darling... I was just worried about you. You know you're my only daughter, my heart walking outside my body..."
Hannah's shoulders shook as she cried against her mother's chest, her white hair blending with Julie's locks. "I'm so sorry for making you worry, Mom," she sobbed. "I didn't mean to hurt you..."
Julie stroked her hair, murmuring soft reassurances as they held each other. The way Julie's fingers combed through Hannah's white hair was mesmerizing - each stroke seemed to carry years of love and care. I sat quietly on the couch, not wanting to intrude on their moment. The love between them was beautiful to witness, even if it made me feel like an outsider watching something sacred.
After several long moments, Hannah pulled back, wiping at her tears with delicate fingers. She looked at Julie with a mixture of doubt and surprise, her eyes wide. "Mom... how come you're here?" she asked, her voice still thick with emotion.
Julie smiled through her own tears, using her thumbs to wipe away the last of Hannah's. "I just wanted to surprise you, my sweet girl," she said softly, her voice like warm honey. "Did you like your surprise?"
Hannah's face broke into a radiant smile that made her look even more like her mother. The way her white hair framed her face when she smiled was breathtaking. "Oh, Mom," she breathed, her eyes shining. "It's the best surprise ever. I've missed you so much..."
Julie cupped her daughter's face, her thumbs brushing away the last traces of tears. "I've missed you too, my precious one," she whispered. "More than you could ever know."
I watched as mother and daughter shared this tender moment, their hands clasped together, their foreheads resting against each other. The love between them was a living thing, filling the room with warmth and light. Hannah's white hair and Julie's white locks intertwined where they touched, creating a beautiful visual of their connection.
"Mom," Hannah said suddenly, pulling back slightly to look into Julie's eyes. "I promise I'll be better. I'll listen more and not be so stubborn. I just... I just want us to be happy again."
Julie's eyes filled with fresh tears as she pulled Hannah into another embrace. "Oh, my sweet girl," she murmured into her daughter's white hair. "We are happy. We've always been happy. We just needed to remember how to show it to each other."
They held each other for several more moments, their breathing syncing as if they were one being. I could see the way Hannah's white hair caught the light, making her look almost angelic in her mother's arms. The contrast between their hair colors was striking - Julie's locks and Hannah's white tresses blending together in a beautiful display of their bond.
When they finally pulled apart, both were smiling through their tears, their faces glowing with love. Hannah's eyes shone like liquid sunlight as she looked at her mother, her white hair framing her face like a halo. "I love you, Mom," she said, her voice steady and sure, filled with all the love a daughter could hold.
Julie's smile was radiant as she stroked her daughter's white hair, her fingers tangling in the silken strands. "I love you too, my precious girl," she replied, her voice thick with emotion, her eyes reflecting the same love back at her daughter. "More than all the stars in the sky."
I noticed Julie turned her eyes toward me, her expression softening as she looked at her daughter, who hadn't noticed my presence yet. Julie's hand found Hannah's shoulder, gently turning her to face me. "I have another surprise for you," she said, her voice filled with warmth and excitement.
Hannah's eyes widened with curiosity and delight. "What is it, Mom?" she asked, her voice bubbling with excitement, her white hair bouncing slightly with her movement.
Julie's smile was gentle as she guided Hannah to face me. I stood up from the couch, my eyes meeting Hannah's gaze. "Hello, Hannah," I said, my voice warm and welcoming. "It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you from Aunt Julie."
Hannah's eyes widened even more, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of surprise. She quickly composed herself, her cheeks flushing with excitement. "You... you're Jack Reynolds," she breathed, her voice filled with awe. " Oh my god, you're so young!"
I chuckled, my eyes crinkling with amusement. "I am," I confirmed, my voice light and friendly. "And I've heard so much about you from your mother. She's very proud of you."
-x-X-x-
The cozy atmosphere of our snack time was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. I looked up to see a tall, distinguished man entering the room. His presence immediately shifted the energy in the space – this must be Julie's husband, Elyas.
Elyas paused in the doorway, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the scene before him. "Wife, you're here…" he said, his voice carrying a mix of surprise and something else I couldn't quite place. His gaze then shifted to me.
Julie, who had been sitting beside me, barely reacted beyond a small "Hmm" of acknowledgment. Her lack of enthusiasm was noticeable, though she did glance at me briefly with an expression I couldn't quite read.
Hannah, however, was far more demonstrative. "Dad! You're finally back!" she exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. "Look who's here!" She practically dragged Elyas over to where I was sitting.
Elyas approached me with an easy confidence, extending his hand. "You must be Jack, right?" he said, his voice friendly. "I've seen you on TV and all over the internet. It's an honor to meet you in person."
I stood up to greet him properly, taking his offered hand in a firm shake. "Hello, Uncle Elyas," I said warmly. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. I've heard so much about you from Aunt Julie and Hannah."
Elyas's smile widened at my words, his eyes crinkling at the corners with what appeared to be genuine warmth. "Please, call me Elyas," he insisted, his voice carrying that easy confidence of a man comfortable in his own skin. "No need for formalities among family." His gaze shifted between Julie and me with calculated precision, though his pleasant expression never wavered.
Hannah, ever the enthusiastic hostess, began chattering excitedly. "Dad, Jack brought me the most amazing birthday present! And he's been so kind to Mom, too!" She gestured to the diamond necklace still adorning her neck.
Elyas also noticed it was a diamond necklace and said to me " Jack… it is too costly… "
I turned my gaze away from Elyas, letting it settle on Julie instead. The way her golden hair caught the light made her look almost angelic, but I knew the passionate woman beneath that serene exterior. "Uncle," I began, my voice carrying the weight of my conviction, "Aunt Julie is like my family…"
I looked at Julie when I said this and used my telepathy to hear her thoughts as I wanted to tease her, yes, she is my family and my wife, not yours.
Julie thought, her heart racing as she caught the intensity in my gaze. [The way he says that… like he's claiming me right in front of my husband…]
"Hannah is also a part of that family," I continued, my voice steady and sure. "So it's not too much to give her a gift."
[He's not just talking about the necklace] Julie realized, her cheeks flushing with heat. [He's talking about us… about what we've done… what we're still doing…]
I let my thoughts carry the unspoken meaning: Yeah, Hannah will soon become my stepdaughter… and your wife is already mine… so there's nothing wrong in saying they are my family.
Julie's breath hitched as she caught my implication. Her eyes widened slightly before she quickly looked away, trying to hide her reaction from Elyas and Hannah. The delicate blush spreading across her cheeks was utterly charming, and I couldn't help but admire how the pink tint contrasted with her golden skin.
She's so beautiful when she's flustered like this, I thought, remembering how that same blush had spread across her chest when I'd kissed her earlier. How her breath had hitched when I'd touched her…
Elyas shifted slightly in his seat, and I could see him watching our interaction with careful eyes. There was a tension in his posture that hadn't been there before, a slight stiffness in his shoulders.
Hannah, however, seemed completely oblivious to the undercurrents. "Mom, look how pretty it is!" she exclaimed, turning to show off the necklace again. The diamonds caught the light, scattering rainbows across the walls.
Julie turned to her daughter with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "It's lovely, sweetheart," she said, her voice carrying that perfect maternal warmth. But I could see the way her fingers twisted in her lap, betraying her nervousness.
She's thinking about me, I realized with satisfaction.
Elyas cleared his throat, drawing our attention back to him. "Well," he said, his voice carefully neutral, "it certainly is a generous gift."
I met his gaze steadily, not backing down from the unspoken challenge there. "I am glad you liked it, Hannah," I said simply.
The moment hung between us, charged with unspoken tensions and implications. The air in the room felt thicker somehow, the way the dynamics had subtly altered with my declaration.
Julie's blush deepened, her fingers twisting in her lap as she avoided looking at either Elyas or me. The delicate pink tint on her cheeks was utterly charming, and I couldn't help but admire how it contrasted with her golden skin.
Elyas kept chatting with me and Julie, asking about various things – our work, our interests, our plans. The conversation flowed easily enough, though I could sense the tension beneath the surface. After a while, Julie excused herself to change her clothes.
When she returned, she was wearing casual clothes – a simple white blouse and blue jeans that hugged her curves in all the right places. The outfit was modest, but the way it clung to her body made her look even more alluring. She came to Hannah and asked, "Hannah, tell me what you want to eat. Mother will make it for you."
Hannah's golden eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, Mom, I've been craving your special dishes!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "You know, the one where you make that perfect medium-rare steak with the garlic butter sauce that's so rich and creamy? And the way you sear the edges just right so it's crispy on the outside but still juicy inside…"
Julie smiled indulgently. "I remember, sweetheart. And what about the soup?"
Hannah's face lit up even more. "Your Turkish red lentil soup! The one with all those amazing spices – the cumin and paprika that make it smell so good, and the way you blend it until it's perfectly smooth but still has those little bits of carrot and onion for texture. And don't forget the lemon wedge on the side for that little tangy kick!"
Julie chuckled. "You have quite the memory for food, don't you?" she said, her voice warm with affection. "I'll make it for you quickly."
Hannah beamed, her golden eyes shining with excitement. "You're the best cook ever, Mom!" she exclaimed, giving her mother an enthusiastic hug.
I also stood up, my voice warm and inviting. "Aunt, let me help you," I said, my eyes meeting Julie's briefly.
Elyas and Hannah both turned to me, their expressions surprised. "Jack, can you cook?" Elyas asked, his voice carrying a note of curiosity. "And you are our guest. How can you cook?"
Julie's smile was gentle as she looked at them. "Jack can cook better than even your mother," she said, her voice carrying that perfect maternal warmth. "And he may even be one of the best chefs in the world."
Elyas and Hannah both looked at me, their expressions surprised. "What?" they both exclaimed, their voices carrying a note of disbelief.
Hannah's eyes widened with excitement. "Really? That's amazing! What's your specialty?"
I smiled, thinking of my favorite dishes. "I'm particularly good with French cuisine - my beef bourguignon is legendary. But I also make a mean Italian risotto and can whip up a perfect Spanish paella."
Julie's smile was gentle as she looked at me, her golden eyes shining with warmth. "He's being modest," she said. "His dishes are truly exceptional."
I smiled, my voice warm and inviting. "It's my pleasure, Aunt," I said, my eyes meeting hers briefly. "I'm always happy to help."
Elyas looked thoughtful. "Well, if you're offering, we certainly wouldn't turn down expert help in the kitchen."
Hannah clapped her hands together. "Yes! Please, Jack! It'll be so much fun cooking together!"
I turned to Julie with a playful smile, my eyes darkening with unspoken promises as I took in her flushed cheeks and the way her blouse clung to her curves. "What do you say, Aunt Julie?" I asked, my voice low and intimate, like a caress against her skin. "Shall we give them a cooking demonstration they'll never forget?"
Julie's breath hitched as she caught the teasing glint in my eyes, her golden cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink that spread down her neck. [He's doing this on purpose], she thought, remembering how he had "helped" her in the kitchen when she first came to his house.
"Alright," she said, her voice slightly breathless as she tried to compose herself, her fingers twisting in the fabric of her blouse.
As we moved to the kitchen, I made sure to position myself close to Julie, my body brushing against hers as we moved. The kitchen was just in front of the living room, and from where Hannah and Elyas sat on the couch, they could only see our upper bodies. The high counter provided perfect cover for what I had planned.
Julie took out the items from the refrigerator, her movements graceful and efficient, her blouse riding up slightly to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her lower back.
I watched her, remembering our first time together - how I had seduced her in my kitchen, how her breath had hitched when I'd pressed her against the counter, how her eyes had darkened with desire as I'd lifted her onto the cold granite and buried my face between her thighs. The memory made my cock throb painfully against my pants.
She was so responsive then, I thought, my cock hardening at the memory of how she had gasped and moaned as I'd licked her, how her sweet juices had coated my tongue. And she'll be even more so now.
I stepped closer to her, my body brushing against hers as I reached for the spices, my hardening cock pressing against her hip. "You take the steaks," I said, my voice low and intimate, my breath hot against her ear as my hand slid down to cup her ass through her jeans, squeezing the firm flesh. "I'll handle the soup."
Julie's breath hitched at my touch, her body trembling slightly as she leaned into me, her nipples hardening beneath her blouse. "Jack," she whispered, her voice slightly strained as she tried to maintain her composure, her fingers twisting in the fabric of her blouse. "Behave."
I gave her my most innocent look, though my fingers lingered on her ass, squeezing slightly. "When have I ever not behaved?" I asked, though my voice was thick with desire. I'll have her moaning my name before the steaks are done, her juices dripping down her thighs.
I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear. "You didn't really forget about your punishment, did you?" I murmured, my voice low and intimate, my hand sliding up to cup her breast through her blouse, my thumb brushing against her hardening nipple. "About cumming in front of your daughter and seducing me in front of your husband?"
She gave me her most innocent look, her wide eyes blinking up at me with feigned confusion. The contrast between her angelic expression and the way my fingers lingered possessively on her ass, squeezing slightly, made my blood run hotter. "I have no idea what you're talking about," she said, her voice carrying that perfect note of faux ignorance that always made my pulse quicken.
My eyes sparkled with mischief as I leaned in closer, my breath warm against her ear. "Is that so?" I murmured, my other hand sliding up to cup her breast through her blouse. The fabric was thin enough that I could feel the heat of her skin, the way her nipple hardened instantly beneath my thumb's teasing brush.
A soft gasp escaped her lips, her body arching slightly into my touch despite her attempts to maintain that innocent facade. "Mmm, no," she insisted weakly, though her fingers clenched at my shirt, betraying her true feelings.
I chuckled darkly, my lips grazing the shell of her ear. "Liar," I whispered, my fingers tightening slightly on her ass, pulling her more firmly against me. The way her breath hitched, the way her body melted into mine - it was intoxicating.
Her cheeks flushed a delicious pink as she tried and failed to maintain her composure. "I-I'm not," she stammered, though her voice carried that delightful tremor that always made me want to push her further.
Julie's breath hitched at my words, her body trembling slightly. "Jack," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her fingers twisting in the fabric of my shirt. "Please..."
I leaned in close, my lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss, my tongue sliding into her mouth, tangling with hers. Our breaths mingled as we lost ourselves in the kiss, her hands coming up to tangle in my hair.
I broke the kiss, my lips brushing against her ear, my hardening cock pressing against her hip. "I need you, Aunt Julie," I whispered, my voice a low growl, my hand sliding down to cup her ass through her jeans, squeezing slightly. "I need to feel you... I need to be inside you..."
Julie's breath came in shallow gasps as my hands explored her body, her golden eyes darkening with desire. "Jack," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her fingers twisting in the fabric of my shirt. "We can't... not here..."
I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear, my hardening cock pressing against her hip. "Why not?" I asked, my voice a low growl, my hand sliding up to cup her breast through her blouse, my thumb brushing against her hardening nipple. "They can't see us... and I need you, Julie... I need to feel you..."
Julie's breath hitched at my words, her body trembling with need. "Jack," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her fingers twisting in the fabric of my shirt. "Please...don't hmmm"
I looked at Julie's eyes, saw her blushing and embarrassed face, and I once again pulled Julie into my arms, my hands gripping her waist firmly as I pressed my body against hers. She gasped as she felt my hardness against her, her eyes widening in surprise and desire.
Our lips met in a deep, hungry kiss, her body melting into mine as our tongues danced together. We were facing each other, Julie's back towards the living area where Hannah and Elyas were engrossed in their phones.
The kitchen was quiet, the only sounds coming from the living room where Hannah and Elyas were engrossed in their phones, oblivious to our passionate embrace.
I could see them from the corner of my eye, their heads bent over their screens, their fingers tapping away. They were completely unaware of what was happening in the kitchen, of how I was kissing Julie, of how my hands were exploring her body. The thrill of the forbidden, the risk of being caught, only made my cock harder, my desire more intense.
I pulled away from the kiss, looking at Julie's flushed face, her lips swollen and red from our passionate embrace. I could see the desire in her eyes, the way her body trembled with need.
I knew she was already wet, her pussy aching for my cock. "You want me, Julie," I murmured, my voice a low, dirty growl. "You want me to kiss you, to touch you, to make you feel good. You want me to fuck you, to fill you up, to make you scream my name."
Julie shook her head, her face turning a deeper shade of red. She distanced herself from me, turning her back to me quickly, her hands busy cutting steak. But I could see the way her body trembled, the way her breath hitched. She wanted me, even if she was trying to resist.
Julie stood at the counter, her back to me as she prepared dinner, her body tense with anticipation and fear. I approached her silently, my cock already hard and aching with desire. I pressed against her, my cock rubbing against her ass through her jeans. Julie gasped, her body stiffening as she felt my hardness against her.
"Jack," she whispered, her voice a desperate, needy whimper. "Not here... not with Hannah and Elyas so close..." She glanced nervously at her daughter and husband sitting in the living room, oblivious to the filthy scene unfolding in the kitchen.
I grinned, my hands sliding around her waist, my fingers teasing her ass. "They can't see us, Julie," I murmured, my voice a low, dirty growl. "They can only see our upper bodies. They won't know what we're doing down here..." My fingers trailed down, teasing the soft skin of her thighs, inching closer to her pussy over her jeans.
Julie's breath hitched, her body trembling as my fingers explored her. "Jack, please," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "We can't... they'll hear us..."
I chuckled darkly, my fingers slipping under the waistband of her jeans, teasing her bare skin. "You'll be quiet, won't you, Julie?" I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear. "You'll be a good girl. Keep quiet while I make you feel good. You'll keep quiet while I finger your tight little pussy, while I make you cum on my fingers."
Julie whimpered, her body betraying her as she arched back against me, her ass pressing against my cock. "Yes," she breathed, her voice a desperate, needy whisper. "Yes, I'll be quiet. I'll be a good girl..."
I grinned, my fingers slipping lower, teasing her pussy through her panties. I could feel her heat, her wetness, her desperate need. "That's right, Julie," I growled. "You'll be a good girl and let me make you feel good. You'll let me finger your tight little pussy, let me make you cum on my fingers. And then, when I'm done with you, you'll go back to your family, and they'll never know what a dirty little slut you are."
Julie moaned softly, her body trembling as my fingers slipped under her panties, teasing her bare pussy. I could feel her wetness, her heat, her desperate need. She was so fucking wet, so ready for me. I knew she was close, so fucking close to cumming on my fingers.
"Cum for me, Julie," I growled, my fingers working her pussy, my thumb circling her clit. "Cum on my fingers like a good little slut. Cum for me, and then we'll see about getting my cock inside that tight little pussy of yours. I want to feel you cum on my fingers, feel your pussy clench around them. I want to taste you, to fuck you, to make you mine..."
I suddenly pushed two fingers deep inside her pussy, surprising her, making her moan loudly. "Aaaaaah hmmm, don't aaaah," she cried out, her body stiffening, her pussy clenching around my fingers.
Hannah and Elyas heard her voice, their heads snapping up in concern. Hannah quickly came to the other side of the kitchen, her eyes wide with worry. The kitchen was designed with the stove and counter forming a sort of barrier, with a dining table and seats attached on the other side.
"Mom, what happened?" Hannah asked, her voice filled with concern as she approached. "Are you okay? You sounded like you were in pain."
Julie's breath hitched, her body trembling as she tried to compose herself. I could feel her pussy clenching around my fingers, her body betraying her as she tried to act normal. I quickly pulled my fingers from her pussy, bringing them to my lips, licking them clean as I made an excuse.
"It's nothing," I said, my voice calm and reassuring. "I just asked her to taste the sauce, and she got a little surprised by the spice."
Hannah's eyes widened with curiosity. "Oh, really? Can I taste it too?" she asked, her voice eager and excited.
I grinned, my cock aching with desire as I watched Hannah's innocent excitement. "Of course, Hannah," I said, my voice smooth and charming. "Here, try this." I dipped a spoon into the sauce and held it out to her.
Hannah took the spoon, her eyes wide with anticipation. She brought it to her lips, tasting the sauce carefully. Her eyes widened further as she savored the flavor. "Mmm," she murmured, her voice filled with delight. "That's delicious, Jack. You're a great cook."
I chuckled, my fingers still tinged with Julie's wetness, her scent, her taste. "Thank you, Hannah," I said, my voice smooth and charming. "I'm glad you like it."
Hannah smiled, her eyes filled with happiness. "I do," she said, her voice eager and excited. "It's really good."
Hannah didn't seem convinced, her eyes narrowing as she looked at her mother. "Mom," she said, her voice soft but insistent. "You look... different. Your face is all red, and you're breathing heavily. Are you sure you're okay?"
Julie's breath hitched, her body trembling as she heard her daughter's words. My fingers were still tinged with her wetness, her scent, her taste. I could see the way her body trembled, the way her pussy ached for more. "I am okay," she said, her voice a desperate, needy whisper. "It's just... I am cooking after a long time, and it's also hot in here..."
Hannah nodded and sat down on the chair at the dining table on the other side of the kitchen counter. Even with this view, she could only see our upper bodies. "Let me watch you guys cook," she said with a smile, completely unaware of what had just transpired between her mother and me.
I grinned at Julie, my eyes filled with lust and mischief. "You heard her, Julie," I murmured, my voice a low, dirty growl. "She wants to watch us cook. So let's give her a show, shall we?"
I slowly pulled my fingers from Julie's pussy, making sure to drag them out slowly, savoring the way her body trembled at the sensation. I brought them to my lips, licking them clean with a slow, deliberate motion. The taste of her arousal exploded on my tongue - sweet and musky and utterly intoxicating.
"Julie," I said, my voice smooth and casual as I savored her flavor, "the way you seasoned these vegetables is perfect. I can taste how much care you put into preparing them."
Julie's face flushed crimson as she watched me lick her juices from my fingers. Her breath came in shallow gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath her blouse. "Th-thank you," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm glad you like them."
I stepped closer, my cock already hardening again at the sight of her flushed face and swollen lips. "I can taste more than just the seasoning, Julie," I murmured, my voice dropping to a low growl. "I can taste how wet you are for me. How much you want my cock inside you again."
I knew that even though Hannah couldn't see our lower bodies, if I just kept standing behind Julie all the time, it would be suspicious. So I moved to the stove, making the soup. I stood slightly behind Julie, my cock poking at her, letting her body whimper with need.
Julie blushed deeply, her body trembling as she felt my words against her ear. She turned to Hannah, her voice steady and calm. "Hannah, why don't you go in and change your clothes? By then, the dinner would be ready."
Hannah nodded, her eyes filled with understanding. "Okay, Mom," she said, her voice soft and obedient. "I'll go change. But if you need anything, just let me know." With that, she turned and walked inside, leaving us alone in the kitchen.
I grinned, my cock aching with desire as I watched Hannah walk away. I turned back to Julie, my eyes filled with lust. "You're such a good girl, Julie," I murmured, my voice a low, dirty growl. "You're such a good girl, keeping quiet, keeping our secret. You even sent your daughter away so that you can seduce me with your naughty ass, right?"
Julie's breath hitched, her body trembling as she heard my words. She glanced nervously at her husband, who was sitting on the couch, watching his phone, oblivious to the filthy scene unfolding in the kitchen.
I grinned, my hand slipping down to her ass, slapping it hard. Julie gasped, her body stiffening as she felt my touch. "Aah, no hmmm," she cried out, her voice a desperate, needy whimper.
I chuckled darkly, my hands slipping to the waistband of her jeans. The button popped open with a soft snap, the sound making Julie's breath catch in her throat. I tugged the denim down slowly, deliberately, watching as her perfect ass was revealed inch by inch. The cool kitchen air hit her bare skin, making her nipples pebble beneath her blouse.
Julie's eyes widened, her body trembling as the fabric pooled around her ankles. "Jack... we can't..." she whispered, but her voice lacked conviction. Her gaze darted nervously toward the living room where her husband sat oblivious, then back to me with hungry eyes.
I opened my zipper with agonizing slowness, the metallic teeth parting one by one. My cock sprang free, already rock hard and leaking precum. I pressed the swollen head against her asscheeks, feeling how cold her skin was compared to my burning flesh. The contrast made her shiver, a soft moan escaping her lips.
"Shhh," I murmured, my free hand covering her mouth as I ground my cock between her cheeks. "You have to be quiet, remember?" My cockhead caught on her tight hole, making her whimper against my palm. The wet sounds of my cock sliding through her folds filled the space between us.
The kitchen air was thick with the scent of simmering sauce and something far more intoxicating - Julie's arousal. I pressed my hardened cock against her soaked panties, feeling the damp heat radiating through the thin fabric.
"You want this, don't you?" I growled, my lips brushing the shell of her ear as my fingers traced the curve of her waist. "You want me to fuck you right here while your husband sitting just feet away."
Julie's breath came in shallow gasps, her fingers curling into the countertop until her knuckles turned white. "Jack... we can't... what if they hear us?" Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with both terror and desperate need. I could see the pulse fluttering in her throat, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath her blouse.
I chuckled darkly, grinding my hips against her perfect ass. The friction made her gasp, her body arching back against me instinctively. "That's what makes it so fucking hot, Julie," I murmured, slipping my hand beneath her shirt to cup her breast.
"The risk of getting caught. The thought of your husband sitting right there while I'm buried balls-deep inside you." I pinched her nipple through her bra, making her whimper as I slid just the tip of my cock inside her tight entrance.
Julie's eyes widened to an impossible degree as I pressed my cock against her entrance. I could see the exact moment realization hit her - the thick head parting her folds, the impossible fullness stretching her open. Her pupils dilated until her irises were just thin rings of blue around black pools of desire.
"Oh god," she breathed, her voice trembling as I pushed inside. The words came out as a choked gasp, her breath hitching as my cock stretched her tight entrance.
Her eyelids fluttered as I bottomed out, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of shock and pleasure. I could see the exact moment her body surrendered to me - her thighs trembling, her back arching, her fingers curling into the countertop until her knuckles turned white.
I slammed into her with a sharp thrust that made her gasp. The sound was swallowed by my hand as I covered her mouth, muffling her cries. Julie's eyes rolled back slightly, her lashes fluttering against her flushed cheeks. The way her body responded to me was intoxicating - the way her pussy clenched around my cock, how her breath hitched with each thrust.
"Shhh," I murmured, my hand covering her mouth just as she was about to cry out. Her muffled moan vibrated against my palm, the sound sending a jolt straight to my cock. I could feel her body trembling beneath me, her pussy already so wet and ready for me.
Her body moved, holding the counter tightly as she tried to steady herself. She looked up, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and desire, and saw her husband sitting there in the living room. The realization hit her, making her body tense around me. She couldn't even moan, couldn't even cry out as I fucked her, her body betraying her with each thrust.
I could feel her pussy clenching around me, her body trembling with the effort of staying quiet. Her eyes were wide, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as she tried to contain her moans. The way her body responded to me, the way her pussy tightened around my cock, made me even harder.
"That's it," I murmured, my voice a low growl in her ear. "You're doing so well, Julie. Keeping quiet while I fuck you, while I make you feel good." My hips set a brutal pace, my cock slamming into her with each thrust. Her body trembled beneath me, her pussy already so wet and ready for me.
Her eyes watered slightly as I set a brutal pace, each thrust making her body jerk against me. I could see the struggle in her gaze - the way her pupils dilated with pleasure even as her brows furrowed with fear. Her eyelids kept fluttering shut as waves of sensation crashed over her, only to snap open again when I hit particularly deep.
"Mmmph!" The sound was swallowed by my hand as I pounded into her. Julie's eyes widened again, her gaze locking with mine in the mirror across the kitchen. I could see the exact moment she came - her pupils blowing wide, her eyelids fluttering, her mouth opening in a silent scream against my palm.
"Oh god..." Julie moaned softly, her body tensing around me. "Jack, please... if they catch us..." Her voice trailed off into a muffled cry as I pushed deeper, her words dissolving into a choked whimper. I could feel her inner walls fluttering around me, already so close to the edge.
"They won't catch us," I murmured, my cock now fully sheathed in her dripping pussy. "You'll be quiet, won't you? You'll be my good girl and keep our secret." I began thrusting slowly, deliberately, watching her struggle to contain her moans as her body betrayed her. Her hips rolled back against me, her ass grinding against my pelvis with each thrust.
Julie bit her lip so hard I thought she might draw blood, her nails scratching at the counter. "Mmmph... too deep..." she whimpered, her body trembling with each thrust. "What if Hannah comes back... or Elyas looks up..." Her voice was barely audible, her eyes darting nervously toward the living room where her husband sat oblivious.
I gripped her hips tighter, pulling her back onto my cock with each thrust. The wet sounds of our bodies connecting filled the space between us. "Then you'll have to be very quiet, won't you?" I growled, increasing my pace. "You wouldn't want them to know what a dirty little slut their wife and mother really is." My fingers found her clit, circling the sensitive nub as I fucked her harder.
"Nnngh!" Julie's cry was cut off as I covered her mouth with my hand. Her eyes widened in panic as I fucked her harder, her muffled moans vibrating against my palm. I could feel her pussy clenching around me, so close to cumming. The muscles in her thighs trembled as she fought to stay quiet, her body betraying her with each thrust.
"That's it," I panted in her ear, my breath hot against her skin. The words came out rough and needy, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear as I thrust deep inside her. "Cum for me, Julie." My voice was a low growl, rough with desire. "Cum on my cock while your family sits right there." The words sent a shiver through her, making her pussy clench around me.
I thrust deep, making her whole body shudder against me. Her nipples were hard peaks against my chest, her skin flushed with arousal. The way her body responded to me was intoxicating - the way her pussy clenched around my cock, how her breath hitched with each thrust.
Julie looked back at me over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust. "Aaah hmm Jack..." Her voice was a needy whimper, her words dissolving into a soft moan. "Wait... aaah..." Her body trembled beneath me, her pussy already so wet and ready for me. "If you don't stop... I... aaah... hmm I will cum right away... aaahh hmmm..." Her voice was a desperate, needy whisper, her words dissolving into a soft moan.
I could feel her getting closer, her pussy clenching around me as she neared her climax. Her body trembled beneath me, her breath hitching with each thrust. The way her body responded to me, the way her pussy tightened around my cock, made me even harder.
"That's it," I murmured, my voice a low growl in her ear. The words came out rough and needy, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear as I thrust deep inside her. "Cum for me, Julie." My voice was a low growl, rough with desire. "Cum on my cock while your family sits right there." The words sent a shiver through her, making her pussy clench around me.
I could feel her getting closer, her pussy clenching around me as she neared her climax. Her body trembled beneath me, her breath hitching with each thrust. The way her body responded to me, the way her pussy tightened around my cock, made me even harder.