Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 141

Her pussy clamped down on my cock like a vise, milking me as she came undone. The sensation of her wet, convulsing cunt sent me hurtling over the edge.

I started spurting my load deep inside her, each rope of hot cum drawing a dirty, guttural moan from her lips. “Aah, fuck, ah, ah, fill me up, oh god, I can feel your cum inside me,” she cried out, her body jerking with each powerful spurt.

As the last of my cum pumped into her, I pulled my cock out of her gaping pussy, the sound of wet, messy suction filling the cubicle. I looked through the AI lens at the bitch next door, who was frantically rubbing her clit, her fingers coated in her own juices.

She was trying to suppress her moans, but I could hear her breath hitching, her body trembling as she came hard, her pussy squirting all over her hand. “Hhmmmmmm, fuck, hmmmm,” she moaned, her voice a choked, desperate whisper.

Julie collapsed onto the filthy bathroom floor, her body shaking with exertion and humiliation. My cum leaked out of her used pussy, dripping onto the tiles, a dirty, obscene mess.

The woman next door stood up quickly, her body still trembling as she yanked up her panties and smoothed down her skirt. She unlocked her cubicle door and bolted, her heels clicking rapidly against the floor as she fled the scene of her own filthy indulgence.

Julie looked up at me, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and shame. “Oh god, Jack,” she whispered, her voice breathy and mortified. “She heard us. She heard me cumming like a fucking whore. And… and she was getting off to it. She was listening to us fuck and getting herself off like a dirty little slut.”

I looked down at Julie, her body still trembling with a mix of exertion and humiliation. I reached down, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her to her feet. I wrapped my arms around her, drawing her close to my chest as I hugged her tightly. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps.

“Look who’s embarrassed now,” I teased, my voice a low growl in her ear. “Someone was begging for more and more just a few minutes ago. You were screaming for my cock, Julie. You were cumming so hard on my dick that you couldn’t even stand.”

Julie looked up at me, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, her eyes shining with a mix of embarrassment and renewed desire. She hit my chest softly with her fist, her voice breathy and shy. “Stop it, Jack,” she whispered, her voice tinged with a playful pout. “You’re making me feel so… so dirty.”

I looked down at Julie, her body still flushed and breathing heavily from our intense fuck. My eyes were drawn to her pussy, still dripping with my cum, a filthy and satisfying sight. Julie followed my gaze, her cheeks flushing even deeper with embarrassment.

She reached out her hand, scooping up the remnants of my cum from her pussy, and brought it to her mouth, licking it clean. She then dropped to her knees, taking my cock in her mouth, sucking and cleaning every last drop of our combined juices from my cock.

As she finished, she looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and sudden urgency. “Jack… I should leave now,” she said, her voice breathy and hurried. “I have some work to do. I can’t stay here any longer.”

I nodded, understanding the need for discretion and the reality of our situation. Julie quickly grabbed her panties, sliding them up her legs and adjusting them into place.

She smoothed down her dress, her hands brushing away any wrinkles or signs of our tryst. With a final, quick glance at me, she unlocked the cubicle door and slipped out, her heels clicking softly against the floor as she hurried away.

I took a moment to catch my breath, my heart still pounding from the intense, dirty fuck I had just shared with Julie. I tucked my cock back into my pants, zipping up carefully before checking my appearance in the mirror. I wanted to ensure there were no obvious signs of our encounter—no lipstick smears, no mussed hair, no telltale wrinkles in my suit.

Satisfied that I looked presentable, I exited the cubicle and stepped up to the basin. The cool water felt refreshing as I washed my hands, helping to ground me after the raw, primal experience. I splashed a bit of water on my face, the chill sharpening my senses and bringing me back to the present.

Just as I was about to leave, a soft chime echoed in my head—a notification from the SUDIX System. I closed my eyes, accessing the system, and pulled up the notification panel. A grin spread across my face as I saw the reward:

Accomplishment Task: Public Display of Affection – $200,000

Have sex in a public toilet.

I chuckled, closing the system. Two hundred thousand dollars for a quick, dirty fuck in a public toilet. Not a bad deal at all. But again, the money was just a bonus. The real reward was the thrill, the adrenaline rush, the sheer fucking pleasure of taking what I wanted, when I wanted it.

I walked back into my office, my heart still pounding with the residual excitement of the encounter with Julie. As I entered, I saw Margaret waiting for me, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

She stood up as I approached, her body language betraying her eagerness—the slight tremble in her hands, the way she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, the subtle biting of her lower lip.

Without a word, I took her hand and guided her to my chair, sitting down and pulling her onto my lap. Margaret let out a soft gasp as she felt my cock, still hard, poking against her ass. She wiggled slightly, adjusting her position, and a gentle moan escaped her lips. “Ah,” she whispered, her voice breathy and inviting.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me, feeling her body melt into mine. My cock responded to her proximity, hardening even more as it pressed against her. Margaret’s breath hitched, her eyes widening slightly as she felt my growing erection.

I looked at Margaret, my eyes filled with a mix of lust and frustration. “Margaret, it’s all Julie’s fault,” I growled, my voice low and husky. “She left me like this… so fucking hard and unsatisfied. You know how I get, Margaret. Once I start, I won’t be satisfied until I’ve made all of you exhausted.”

Margaret’s eyes widened slightly, a soft smile playing on her lips as she understood my meaning. She looked at me with a mix of desire and submission, her voice breathy and eager. “Master, let me take care of you,” she whispered, her hands already moving to my belt, unbuckling it with practiced ease.

I leaned back in my chair, spreading my legs slightly to give her better access. Margaret slid off my lap and knelt before me, her hands working quickly to unzip my pants. My cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, bobbing slightly as if nodding in agreement with her intentions.

Margaret looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and admiration as she took in the sight of my cock. She licked her lips, her breath hitching slightly as she reached out, her fingers wrapping around my cock. I let out a low groan, my hips lifting slightly as she began to stroke me, her touch firm and confident.

“That’s it, Margaret,” I growled, my voice thick with lust. “Take care of me. Make me feel good. Show me what that dirty little mouth of yours can do.”

Margaret smiled, her eyes never leaving mine as she leaned forward, her tongue snaking out to lick the tip of my cock. I hissed, my body tensing as she swirled her tongue around the sensitive head, her mouth hot and wet as she took me in. She began to bob her head, her lips tightening around my cock as she took me deeper, her hand working in tandem with her mouth.

I reached down, my fingers tangling in her hair as I guided her movements, controlling the pace and depth of her sucking. Margaret moaned softly, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through my cock as she surrendered to my control.

“Fuck, Margaret,” I growled, my hips lifting to meet her mouth. “That feels so fucking good. You’re such a good little cock sucker, aren’t you?”