Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Air Hostess 3

Elizabeth was biting her lips, trying hard to suppress the moans that threatened to escape. I hadn’t undressed her fully; instead, I focused on the intense connection between us. I slowly unzipped my pants, freeing myself, feeling a rush of anticipation and desire.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she looked at me, a gasp escaping her lips at the sight. I could see the mix of surprise and desire in her eyes, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. I took her hand gently, placing it on me, feeling the electric spark of her touch.

“Elizabeth,” I murmured, my voice low and husky, “It looks like I need your help.”

Her eyes met mine, filled with a blend of nervousness and growing hunger. She hesitated for a moment, her hand trembling slightly, before her fingers wrapped around me, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

I leaned in, pressing my forehead against hers, our breaths mingling as we shared the intense moment. “You feel incredible,” I whispered, my voice ragged with desire. Her hand began to move, slowly at first, then with growing confidence, her touch driving me wild.

Her breath hitched, her body pressing closer to mine as she explored me, her touch both tentative and eager. I could feel her heart racing, her body responding to the intense connection between us. Her other hand reached up, tangling in my hair as she pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss.

I hungrily tugged at her top, freeing her breasts, her nipples hard and begging for my touch. I couldn’t help but pinch them, rolling the stiff peaks between my fingers, and drawing a gasp from her lips.

The sensation of her nipples hardening under my touch sent a surge of desire through me. Elizabeth’s eyes burned into mine as I guided her to her knees, her breath already ragged with desire. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, her anticipation palpable.

I slid my cock between her breasts, the head teasing her nipples, leaving a trail of precum on her skin. The sight of my cock nestled between her soft, supple flesh was almost too much to bear. I watched as she bit her lip, trying in vain to suppress her moans, her eyes glazed over with lust. Her body trembled slightly, every touch and movement amplifying her arousal.

The room seemed to grow hotter, the air thick with our mutual desire. I could feel her heart racing, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps as she struggled to maintain control.

I grasped my cock firmly, placing the tip mere inches from Elizabeth’s mouth. Her breath hitched as I commanded, “Taste it, Elizabeth.” She looked up at me, a mix of embarrassment and desire flickering in her eyes.

Slowly, she stretched out her tongue, tentatively running it along the sensitive head of my cock. The warm, wet contact sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. I gazed down at her, taking in her disheveled appearance—her flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and the hungry look in her eyes.

She looked so deliciously slutty, completely at my mercy. The urge to thrust my hips forward and drive my cock deep into her throat was overwhelming. I wanted to feel her gag and choke on my length, her eyes watering as she struggled to take every inch of me.

I reached out, tangling my fingers in her hair, and grasped her head firmly. Holding her in place, I began to thrust my hips, driving my cock relentlessly into her mouth and down her throat.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she struggled to take my length, her hands coming up to grasp at my thighs. I could feel her throat constricting around me, the tight, wet heat drawing a groan from deep within my chest.

The sounds of her choking and gagging filled the air, a symphony of submission that sent a rush of power through me. “Aaggggh, aggggh, nggggh, agggggh,” she gurgled, saliva spilling from her lips as she fought to accommodate my size.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, her mascara running as she looked up at me with watery, pleading eyes. But I couldn’t stop, not when her throat felt so incredible, not when she looked so beautifully debauched on her knees before me.

I thrust my cock deep into her mouth, not stopping until my balls pressed firmly against her lips. Elizabeth’s face flushed a deep red, her breath completely cut off. She squirmed, her nails digging into my thighs as she desperately tried to accommodate my length. I held myself there, savoring the tight, wet heat of her throat before finally pulling back.

Elizabeth gasped for air, her breaths coming in heavy, ragged pants. I gave her only a moment to recover before I tugged her to her feet, my hands gripping her waist tightly. I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around me as I pinned her against the wall.

“Now it’s time,” I growled, my voice low and hungry. “Let’s see how eager your pussy is for my cock.”

I noticed she was wearing stockings. Impatiently, I hooked my fingers into the delicate fabric and tore them away, revealing dark blue panties underneath. The sight of them made my cock throb even more, anticipation coursing through me. I pushed the flimsy fabric aside, exposing her smooth, shaved pussy, already glistening with arousal.

“Were you expecting to take someone’s cock today, Elizabeth?” I teased, my voice a low rumble. “Is that why you kept your pussy so clean?”

Elizabeth’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, her eyes widening with a mix of embarrassment and desire. “No,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m not that kind of woman… I just… I just like to keep it clean.”

Her nervous explanation only served to heighten my arousal. Without warning, I brought my hand down, delivering a sharp slap to her exposed pussy.

The sound echoed through the room, followed closely by Elizabeth’s startled cry. “Aah!” she screamed, her body jerking in response to the sudden, stinging sensation.

Elizabeth quickly clamped her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and alarm. “Don’t,” she whispered urgently, “someone might hear us.”

I grasped her hips tightly, pushing her backwards towards the curtain that separated us from the room where Julie and the others were seated. Elizabeth’s hands gripped the fabric tightly, her knuckles turning white as she forced the curtains to remain closed, creating a thin barrier between us and the unsuspecting group.

I positioned my cock at her entrance, feeling the heat of her arousal against my tip. With one swift thrust, I buried my entire length inside her, drawing a muffled gasp from Elizabeth. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand, silencing her as I leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“I don’t care if others hear us or not,” I growled softly, my voice laced with lust and dominance. “I’m going to fuck you like the slut you are, Elizabeth. And you’re going to take every inch of my cock, aren’t you?”

Elizabeth’s eyes widened even further, her body tensing at my words. She nodded slightly, her breath hot and heavy against my hand. I could feel her heart racing, her body already trembling with a mix of fear and desire.