Chapter 5: "I Need Another Pussy"
The sun barely rises, and Angel and Maria are already awake. She left her house after a discussion with a drunk Diego. He's above her, filling her wet pussy with his hard cock, at a slow pace. They start to see each other more frequently, always having incredible sex. As the days go by, the sex starts to get better and better. They don't go out, go to the beach, or the movies. They want to spend each minute of their time together fucking. It's not love, only lust. And they never get bored.
Each scorching encounter is more feral and creative, their lust propelling them to heights of pleasure previously untapped.
Their bodies are already familiar with each other's rhythm, every tender inch glistening in the soft light of dawn.
Angel's powerful hands grip Maria's hips and pull her down onto him harder. Her wet pussy grips his thick cock tightly, the resulting friction sending waves of pleasure crashing through their limbs.
"Fucking hell, you feel so good. " Angel growls as he forces himself deeper into Mawith every brutal thrust.
Both of them reach orgasm. They start to kiss. "I need to go", she says. "I'm worried about Diego".
She stars to pick up her clothes. Diego started to drink when he realizes their marriage start to crumble. Maria spent more and more time outside their home. Obviously, fucking with Angel.
In the apartment right in front of Angel's, Monica, the new neighbor and an astonishing blonde model was caressing her pussy under the silk pajama. She always get wet hearing the loud sex between Angel and Maria, dreaming with Angel fucking her pussy instead.
These wicked thoughts became too much for her, and her hand slid into her silky pajama bottoms.
Two fingers dipped inside of her wet cunt as she moaned softly, calling out his name.
She hears when they scream with pleasure—silence after that. After a few minutes, she hears his door open.
Monica freezes, listening intently as his footsteps approach her door. Her heart pounds in her chest, and she wonders if he somehow sensed the intimate act she had just committed to him in her mind.
The door to Monica's apartment swings open, revealing Angel's towering figure. The sight of him instantly makes Monica's breath hitch. His muscular chest is bare, and a sultry smile plays at the corners of his lips as he slowly locks eyes with her.
"I know you are hearing us. And I know you want me." Angel is staring into Monica's eyes.
He enters her apartment. He has the hottest body she ever saw.
His muscles ripple as he moves closer to her. Monica feels her pussy getting wet and her heart pounding in anticipation of what Angel might do next.
She lets out a low moan, "Fuck, neighbor. I've been fantasizing about this moment for so long."
He smirks, "You have no idea what you've got yourself into, baby." And with that, he pulls her closer and kisses her deeply. She tastes the sweetness of his lips and opens up to him, letting his tongue explore her mouth.
He tastes of salt and the faint hint of sweat, a reminder of the intense lovemaking session that had just taken place with Maria. But he wants more! Her legs part automatically, allowing him access to her dripping wet pussy.
With a sinister grin, Angel wraps his large, muscular arm around Monica's waist and picks her up with ease. He carries her towards the dining table and gently places her on top of it. Instantly, she wraps herself around him and kisses him once more as waves of excitement rush through their veins.
Angel's fingers trace over her body as he gently lays Monica down on the edge of the table.
"Fuck, you have a killer fucking body," he groans, before tearing at the fabric of her silk pajamas and ripping them away, immediately exposing her breasts and tight, trimmed mound.
Monica gasps, thrown back by the quick dominance displayed by her new lover.
Her bare breasts heave, the pink nipples already stiff and swollen for him. Her pussy throbs in anticipation as Angel spreads her legs wide apart, revealing her glistening sex to him.
"Ahhh!" She cries out in pleasure as he dives between her thighs without warning.
His tongue slides over her clit, swirling and teasing until she is writhing beneath his touch. Her back arches off the table as he flicks her sensitive spot, eliciting a ragged gasp from Monica.
Her hips buck, desperate for more than just the teasing ministrations of his tongue.
"God, neighbor- yes! Just like that!" she begs, nails scratching at the wood under her.
Angel obliges, letting his tongue plunge deeper inside her, exploring every inch of her slick folds. The sounds of feverish lovemaking fill the apartment as Monica's nails claw at the surface beneath her. He sucks and tongues her clit ravenously until she quivers with sheer ecstasy above him, already screaming in delight.
Angel grins against her flesh, savoring the taste of Monica's arousal and marveling at how she responds so fiercely to his touch.
Without warning, he abruptly rises and yanks off his sweatpants. His enormous cock springs free, already rock-hard and ready for some filthy action. He positions himself between Monica's spread legs on the table's edge – their gaze locks.
Her chest rises as she pants, her perfect, round breasts heaving with barely contained passion. His heart races, pumping blood to his veins and engorging his shaft ever more. She moans and bites her lip as he rubs the swollen head of his cock against her slick folds. Their shared magnetism is undeniable, a lustful tension crackling in the air around them like lightning.
"Fuck, you're soaking wet for me already," Angel says thickly, eyes burning with desire as he slides himself through Monica's drenched slit. Maria is always present, they are always fucking. But when Angel layed his eyes on Monica for the first time, he felt something different.
He needs to fuck that blonde. He needs a different wet pussy. She must know the fuck machine he is. After all, she watched him from across the hall with ravenous eyes. And here she was, her wet cunt laid out like a buffet for him to devour.
Angel pressed slow, long kisses against Monica's neck and collarbone while she trembled beneath him, his cock teasingly brushing up against her slick entrance. Her moans grew urgent, and her fingers tugged gently at his muscular ass, digging in and leaving red marks as if marking territory.
"Now don't be coy, Angel," Monica murmured breathlessly. "Fuck me already."
Their eyes locked as Angel felt Monica's nails dig into the skin of his ass, urging him onward. Her body writhed beneath his, a siren's call that he could no longer resist.
With a growl, Angel thrust forward, burying himself inside Monica's wet pussy with one smooth motion. She cried out with pleasure, throwing her head back in ecstasy as he filled her completely.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Angel grunted, his pelvis pressed against hers. With one hand, he gripped the edge of the table, while the other reached up to squeeze her full breast possessively. "You like that, don't you?"
Monica nodded frantically, unable to form coherent words. Her legs wrapped around Angel's waist, pulling him deeper into her. The sensation was overwhelming – she had never felt so full before. He began to thrust harder and faster, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm that echoed throughout the room.
Monica's moans grew louder as she met Angel's thrusts, her back arching off the table with each powerful push. He didn't hold back, reveling in the feel of her tight, wet pussy gripping him like a vice. Angel demanded again, his voice hoarse with desire. "You like feeling my big cock inside you?"
"Yes!" Monica cried out, unable to form complete sentences as pleasure consumed her. "I want you in my bed, my muscled stallion!" she cried, her command reverberating through the room . Monica's words were soaked in lust, yet tainted with something more sinister - an obsession that Angel could not quell. Every instinct in his body screamed for him to leave before things went too far, but the draw to her was irresistible, and he knew it was just a matter of time before he surrendered to this new conquest.
Without a second thought, Angel yanked Monica off the table and threw her over his shoulder like a caveman claiming his prize.
With her hanging upside down, he carried her to her bedroom. Her hair cascaded around her face, creating a beautiful curtain that swayed with each step he took.
Angel tossed Monica onto the bed and admired her perfect body splayed out before him. He crawled up between her legs and spread them wider, eagerly diving deeper into her warm embrace. His thick cock throbbed, begging to plunge into the glistening pussy spread wide for him.
Angel succumbed to his desires, and with a savage hunger, slammed into her with an animal ferocity.
Monica's back arched off the bed, a guttural cry tearing free from her throat as she took all of him in one swift motion. Angels hands pinned her down on the mattress; with each forceful thrust, he claimed ownership of her body and soul. She belonged to him now - mind, body, and spirit.
Angel's thick cock pistoned in and out of her, his pelvis slapping against her with a raw, primal need.
With one hand, he reached up to grip Monica's throat gently, applying just enough pressure to heighten her pleasure. Her hands clawed at the sheets as she writhed beneath him, eyes rolling back in pure bliss.
Their bodies moved together in a feverish dance – driven by insatiable lust and a wicked desire to possess each other completely.
Their moans and gasps of pleasure intermingled, creating a symphony of sin.
Angel and Monica's eyes locked, filled with primal hunger as if starved for decades. Every thrust sent shockwaves pulsating through their intertwined bodies – an intricate web of ecstasy drawing them closer to oblivion with each passing moment.
Monica's legs wrapped around Angel's waist, nails digging into his back as she pulled him deeper inside her. She whispered filthy requests and demands in his ear, her voice seductive and dripping with lust.
Her words incited the beast within Angel; he responded by granting her every indecent request. Each thrust was calculated and powerful, driving Monica to ecstasy. The entire bed shook, their sweaty bodies slapping together, echoing in the room. Their moans became guttural and raw - an unspoken understanding passing between them as their orgasms approached like a tidal wave, overwhelming everything in its path.
Monica cried out, "Yes, fuck me harder! Do it, Angel... make me cum!"
He needed no further encouragement. His cock plunged deeper, the base of it slapping against Monica's ass with each powerful stroke. She screamed as her first orgasm tore through her body, muscles clenching in waves around Angel's unrelenting length. It was a perfect moment: the taste of sweat and sex mingling on their lips as they swallowed each other's cries and thrusts.
But neither were ready for their coupling to end just yet.
"Your pussy is tighter than Maria's. I want you see you ride my big cock", he moaned.
Angel's words resonated in Monica's ears, inflaming her senses even further. She nodded eagerly, and with a wicked smile, he slowly pulled out of her, leaving behind a cool emptiness that cried to be filled again.
Without missing a beat, Monica flipped over and positioned herself on all fours. She glanced over her shoulder in invitation, her blue eyes burning with need as she pushed her ass back towards him teasingly.
"You like this? Watching me beg for your cock?" Monica asked impishly.
"I like it when you can't resist me any longer."
She heard Angel chuckle behind her, a sound laden with pure masculine desire. His hand wrapped around her waist, and he pulled her back towards him until their bodies were pressed together.
"You want my cock?" He murmured into her ear, his breath hot and heavy against her skin. "Look how you made it got so hard. It's a rock!"
Monica nodded frantically in response, unable to form actual words as her desire for him reached new heights.
She felt herself grow wetter at his boldness, the challenge sparking her desire even more.
"That's what I thought," Angel rasped. He pulled his cock out of her grasp and fisted it, stroking it slow and firm as he took in the sight of her arched back and spread legs, inviting him to take her any way he pleased.
Angel moved closer to Monica, his muscular thighs pressing against her smooth ass cheeks. The tip of his swollen head nudged against her entrance, teasingly slick from their previous encounter.
"I want you fucking me from behind." She goes out the bed and run to a dressing table, waiting to see in the mirror Angel possessing her pussy from behind.
He obliged willingly.
Monica's eager anticipation was so fucking hot as Angel's thick cock found its place inside of her tight, wet pussy. He wasn't afraid to get rough, causing her to squeal and gasp with every dominant thrust.
"Goddamn, I knew your cunt was greedy for it," Angel growled, wrapping his large hand around Monica's throat. Her heart raced as he trailed his lips down her spine.
She offers him a lubricant gel she takes from an drawer.
"Use this, fuck me hard with your big cock," Monica said, her voice trembling in excitement.
He pulls out his cock. Bath his cock with the gel and right after he's filling Monica's pussy with the lubricant using two finger.
"Enough! Now your cock.", she moans. "I need it, every inch."
Without hesitation, Angel steps forward and guides his thick, slick cock towards Monica's waiting entrance. He slowly begins to push inside of her, groaning with pleasure as every inch disappears within the tight confines of her pussy.
With each thrust, he feels her muscles clenching around him, drawing him in deeper.
Angel's hands move to cup Monica's breasts, squeezing them gently as his hips piston back and forth. Her nipples harden under his touch, and he can't resist teasing them between his fingers.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Angel growls, his breath hot against her neck.
Monica moans in response, pushing back against him with equal fervor.
She's insatiable, and Angel can't help but revel in the feeling of her wet pussy around his cock. He slides one hand down her body, finding her clit and rubbing slow circles over the sensitive nub. Monica gasps, her back arching as she grinds against him even harder.
"Oh, fuck yes," she cries out, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his shaft.
Angel sets a fast pace, slamming into her from behind with wild abandon.
She braces herself against the table, moaning with unchecked pleasure as her tits bounce and sway with each powerful thrust.
"Angel, yes! Harder!" Monica screams, urging him on. Her eyes flutter closed in ecstasy as he wraps a hand around her long blonde hair, yanking her head back and exposing her creamy white neck. His teeth sink into the flesh of her shoulder, leaving a red mark as his other hand moves to grip her hip, holding her firmly in place.
"Do you like my pussy?", she asks.
"My cock hard is the answer, don't you think?", he moans.
"You can fuck me everyday if you want", she moans.
"I want your big cock to ruin me every time", she continued.
Her words were filthy and dripping with lust, lighting a fire under Angel's skin that burned through his veins and settled deep in his core. He needed to dominate her, to make her scream his name until she was hoarse.
He gripped Monica's hips tightly, pulling her back onto his cock with each thrust. The wet, slapping sounds filled the air between moans and sighs of pure pleasure. The smell of sex permeated the room, driving Angel wild with need.
"Fuck, you're big. Hot body with a big and thick cock! Fuuucckkkkk". She starts to cum, her body shaking, eyes rolling. It was intense. It was the best orgasm she had in her life.
Her body shuddered in the mirror, her legs shaking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure coursed through her veins.
"Fuck, you're so fucking hot," Angel groaned behind her, his powerful thighs slapping against her ass as he pistoned his hips into her.
Monica loved being dominated; it made her feel desired and cherished in a way she never felt before. And now she had found something even more intense than her fantasies: an irresistible man who could make all her desires come true.
Angel's slick cock continues to plunge into Monica, causing her to scream in pure ecstasy. She squeezes around him, milking him for every last drop of pleasure.
"Fuck, you feel so fucking good," Angel growls, thrusting harder and faster in response to her tight pussy clenching around him.
Monica moans louder, her voice echoing through the apartment as she begs for more, "God yes, harder!"
Her screams fuel Angel's desire for her, and he eagerly obeys her request.
"Let's go to bed. MY BED", he says.
"LET'S TAKE THIS PARTY TO MY BED".
With one last brutally powerful thrust, Angel pulls out of Monica's wet pussy and scoops her into his arms. Her legs wrap tightly around his waist as he carries her to he living room and cross the hall between their apartments, both naked.
Angel tosses Monica in his big bed. Than open I drawer and takes the vial with the white powder he and Maria use to fuck.
Monica eyes shine. "I love fucking with coke". They sniff and coke rushes to lick Monica's clit again.
She jumps with delight. Angel snorts another line and joins her in a wildly wanton 69. Monica feels him slithering his tongue, tracing circles around her puffy cunt lips before darting inside to taste their combined excitement. Greedy for more, Angel reaches down to grab hold of his solid cock and teases Monica's wet entrance, desperate for entry once more. She sucks and swirls, all while burying her tongue deep within him.
Her delicate touch on his shaft causes him to shiver, and he cannot help but moan in response.
Angel's tongue worships Monica's clit, licking at the engorged nub with reckless abandon. Her sweet flavor intoxicates him, and he finds himself craving more. He teases her entrance, spearing his tongue inside her before pulling back to lap delicately at her folds. Every flick of his tongue sends a spasm of pleasure rippling through her body.
Monica's hands clutch the sheets as she moans, her breath hitching in anticipation of his next move. Angel sucks on her clit, drawing it between his lips and teasing it mercilessly.
"Oh God!" Monica cries out, bucking her hips against his face. "That feels... amazing!"
Meanwhile, Angel's own pleasure builds with each tantalizing taste of her sweetness. He's rock-hard; precum beads at the tip of his throbbing cock.
Angel can't resist the temptation any longer. With a wicked grin, he presses his shaft against Monica's entrance once more, teasing her with the sensation of his engorged head.
"Fuck, you're so wet," Angel groans, his voice thick and heavy with desire. "Do you want my cock inside you?"
"Yes, please!" Monica moans, her hips bucking upwards to meet his thrusts. "I want you in me now! Use more lubricant! I want it rough! Show me your fame! Be my fuck machine!"
Angel doesn't need any more encouragement.
He reaches for the lubricant and coats his cock, slick with arousal. Monica's eyes widen at the sight, anticipation building within her as she feels the tip of his shaft nudge against her entrance.
"Take me, Angel," she pleads, her body trembling with need.
With a slow, teasing thrust, he enters her. The sensation of their bodies uniting once more sends waves of ecstasy coursing through them both. Angel takes his time, savoring every inch as he slides deeper into her warmth.
Monica's head tilts back, eyes squeezed shut, as she relishes this connection.
He withdraws slightly before thrusting harder, balls deep. Their groans sync, filling the room with filthy symphonies of ultimate lust. His hips set a punishing rhythm, driving into her like an untamed beast.
His hands grip Monica's thighs, spreading her wider apart, while she wraps her legs around his middle, pulling him closer. She loves it brutal and raw; there's something liberating about letting go completely.
And he's more than happy to push her boundaries.
His free hand moves to grip Monica's neck, not hard enough to choke but firmly enough to make her shiver. Her cheeks flush, pupils dilate, and a whimper escapes her lips. Her body begs for more.
With the ease of a practiced performer, Angel flips them over; he's now below her, his cock still embedded deep inside her wet depths. "Ride me, honey," he growls, smacking her ass with a playful grin.
Monica doesn't hesitate, eagerly lifting herself up and down on his cock. Their eyes lock with unspoken emotions - the rush of adrenaline, the thrill of domination, and the hunger for more pleasure. She feels every inch of his hardness impale her tight pussy, leaving her gasping for air as he fills her completely.
"Angel, you're so big and thick! I love your muscles! Show them for me!," she moans breathlessly, bouncing faster.
Angel can feel her internal muscles clamping down on his cock as her walls become slicker and more sensitive. He loves every second of it..
"I want to see them," Angel demands as he grips Monica's hips, guiding her up and down on his cock. He wants to watch those gorgeous breasts bounce with each movement, enthralled by their jiggling curves.
Monica obliges, grabbing one of her heavy breasts in each hand and squeezing them hard. Her pink nipples are erect and taut, the color heightened with pleasure.
With her hands full, Monica begins to ride Angel like a stallion – her wet pussy gripping him tightly and sliding up and down.
Against the backdrop of obscene sounds filling the room – their moans, skin slapping together, hot breaths mixing – Angel takes hold of Monica's bouncing breasts and kneads them roughly, eliciting a gasp from her lips. He twists and tugs at the rosy peaks, making her nipples harden even more.
Angel open his arms in the bed and flexes his biceps. Two huge rocks emerge for Monica's delight. She reaches her hands, one in each biceps and start to hub them, moaning. The pleasure touching them makes her jump even faster on his cock.
Every pull sends another jolt of pleasure straight to Monica's core, tightening the aching knot in her belly. She looks down at him with hooded eyes, licking her lips as she begins to ride him harder.
With each thrust of her curvy hips, Angel can't help but groan. Her pussy clenches around his cock like a velvet vise, and he knows he won't last much longer. But he craves dominating her, owning every inch of her beautiful body before they both reach their peaks together.
Angel releases Monica's breasts and commands: "On all fours, baby."
With a sly grin, Monica follows his order, turning around to expose her ripe ass. He wraps his strong hands around her hips, stroking her soft skin before giving it a firm slap. She jumps at the sudden stimulation but pushes back against him, asking for more.
Angel slides his cock between her moist folds again, enjoying the feel of her juices coating him once more. "You want this?" he growls, then plunges into her with force.
Monica's body shudders in response, a wave of pleasure crashing over her as his cock fills her completely. The sensation is raw and intense, sending shockwaves through her body.
Angel's hands roam over Monica's round ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh as he drives himself into her again and again. His powerful hips piston back and forth, each thrust harder than the last. She can feel him swelling inside her, pulsing with the promise of ecstasy.