Temptation Haven: Dirty Little Secrets

Caught Watching

She slipped past him quickly and hurried back into the main room, letting out a deep sigh of relief. Mr. Brandon returned shortly after and rejoined his wife as if nothing had happened.

As the party continued, Lily searched for Vance. He was deep in conversation with several business colleagues. Her p***y was already dripping again, aching for attention.

He could be somewhere right now f*****g her brainless instead of engaging in boring talks.

She rolled her eyes and slipped away, hunting for a private room where she could take care of her aching p***y.

She found an unlocked door, glanced left and right, then stepped inside. The moment she entered, her eyes widened in shock.

Mr. Brandon had his wife bent over the bed, slamming into her from behind with hard, punishing thrusts. Her loud moans mixed with his deep grunts filled the room. He brought his hand down sharply on her ass.

“f*****g b***h,” he growled, spanking her again. “f*****g all my friends, you little whore.”

Lily froze in the doorway, unable to move. She watched as he f****d his wife like a dirty slut. Then he suddenly pulled out, shoved her down to her knees, and drove his massive c**k straight into her mouth. His c**k was huge. Nine inches at least, thick and veined. He face-f****d her roughly while she gagged around him.

Just as he was about to c*m, his eyes snapped to the door and locked onto Lily. Surprise flashed across his face right before he pulled out and exploded, shooting thick ropes of c*m all over his wife’s face.

Lily stumbled backward, heart pounding, legs trembling with heat. She couldn’t believe how hard he had f****d her. If she had known he was such a beast, she might have let him have her a week ago.

She quickly left the room and found another empty one nearby. She sat down in front of the dresser, hiked up her dress, and yanked her soaked panties off. A large wet patch stained the crotch.

“Oh my God,” she moaned.

Without thinking, she shoved two fingers deep into her dripping p***y and started f*****g herself hard, moaning openly. She added a third finger, pumping faster, lost in the pleasure.

She thought the room was safe. She was wrong.

The door opened. Mr. Brandon stepped inside. His eyes landed on her spread legs and busy fingers, and a dark, amused smile spread across his face.

For some reason, Lily couldn’t stop. She kept fingering herself, driving her fingers deeper, adding a third again as she stared at him. She threw her head back and moaned loudly as her orgasm crashed through her. Her body shook hard.

When the waves finally slowed, she pulled her glistening fingers out of her cunt and sucked them clean, looking straight at him. “I didn’t know you were such a stallion.”

He chuckled. “I don’t give off that impression, do I?”

Lily stood up, dress still bunched around her waist, and walked toward him with a slutty little smile. She ran her fingers over his thigh, then boldly grabbed his firm ass.

“You know, I would like us to be friends,” she purred.

“Interesting,” he said, voice low. “What kind of friendship are we talking about? Friends with benefits?”

“Something like that. Friends with plenty of benefits.” Her fingers squeezed his ass harder.

“Oh, I never knew you were such a dirty little slut.”

“Well, it’s the first time for everything,” she whispered. “So… are you going to f**k me or what, Mr. Brandon?”

His eyes darkened with lust. He grabbed her throat, making her gasp. Then she let out a breathy chuckle.

“I’m a married man, Lily,” he said, his other hand sliding down between her legs. He rubbed her swollen, soaked c**t with slow, teasing strokes. “But I can make an exception for you. From now on, you will address me as Master Damien. Are we clear?”

Lily bit her lower lip and nodded, her eyes slanted with lust.

“Yes, Mr. Brandon.”

Damien’s jaw clenched. His grip around her throat tightened almost painfully. “What the f**k did I just say? You speak when I ask you to speak. What did you call me?”

Lily’s lips trembled. “Yes, Master Damien,” she answered in a soft, sweet, obedient voice.

“Good girl,” he growled and dragged her by the wrist toward the bed, then shoved her onto it. Her back bounced against the mattress as she let out a needy giggle.

“Take off your f*****g clothes. Now.”

Lily hurried to obey, stripping everything off while he did the same.

The moment he turned back to her, he grabbed her throat again and yanked her against his hard body. His mouth crashed down on hers in a brutal kiss, tongue f*****g deep into her mouth while his other hand squeezed and spread her ass cheeks. She moaned desperately into the kiss.

When he finally pulled back, she was gasping for air. He shoved her onto her back and climbed over her, his massive c**k hovering inches from her face.

“You don’t mind a little foreplay before I wreck that slutty p***y, do you?”

“I don’t mind, Master Damien,” she breathed.

“Good. Because you’re about to taste my wife’s cunt all over my c**k. Open that pretty f*****g mouth.”

Lily stuck her tongue out eagerly. Damien grabbed the back of her head and slammed his thick, dripping c**k straight down her throat in one brutal thrust. She gagged hard, eyes watering instantly as he f****d her face without mercy.

“Don’t you dare bite my d**k, you filthy little cocksucker,” he groaned, voice dark and rough. “That’s it. Choke on it. Take every f*****g inch like the desperate office w***e you are.”

He held her head in place and thrust deeper, forcing her throat to bulge around him. At the same time, he shoved two thick fingers into her soaked p***y, pumping them fast. Her cunt clenched greedily around his fingers as he added a third, stretching her open.

“f**k, you’re dripping like a b***h in heat,” he laughed, still buried in her mouth. “This sloppy cunt is going to feel so good choking on my cock.”

He suddenly pulled out of her mouth, leaving her coughing and drooling. “There’s no protection. I’m f*****g you raw.”

“I don’t want one,” Lily moaned. She reached down and spread her pink, dripping p***y open for him. “Come here and f**k me already, Master Damien. Please.”

His eyes flashed with warning. “Watch that commanding tone, bitch.” He grabbed both her wrists, pinned them above her head, and slammed into her in one savage thrust.

Lily screamed in pleasure as his huge nine-inch c**k stretched her wide open. Her eyes rolled back. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he started pounding her without mercy.

“f**k yes! Take this d**k, you greedy little slut,” he snarled, slamming into her harder. “This married c**k is ruining your tight p***y now. Feel how deep I’m getting?”

He pinched and twisted her n*****s brutally while his hips drove into her at a punishing pace. Every thrust hit her deepest spot, making her moan like a w***e.