Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 229

Chapter 229: Trial Room 4
Just as I was about to bury my entire cock deep inside Marina, a sudden knock at the door froze us both in place. I halted my movements, and Marina’s pussy clenched tightly around me, her moans turning into a frustrated whimper.

“Hello… miss, are you okay in there?” came a voice from just outside the door, tinged with both concern and intrigue. I swiftly activated the AI Lens, the walls becoming transparent, revealing the same woman who had entered the neighboring dressing room. She was now standing right in front of our door, her ear pressed firmly against it, a mix of worry and nosiness etched on her face.

Marina’s body tensed beneath me, her breath coming in short, silent gasps. I put a finger to her lips, signaling her to stay quiet. The woman outside waited for a moment, then knocked again, more insistently this time. ”Miss, I heard some noises. Is everything alright?”

I could feel Marina’s heart thrashing against my chest, her body convulsing with a mix of anxiety and raw, unbridled lust. I leaned in, my voice a low, obscene growl against her ear, “Should I let the bitch in, Marina? Let her see what a cock-crazed, desperate slut you are for me? Let her watch as you choke on my dick like a good little whore?”

Marina’s eyes fluttered, her breath catching as her cunt spasmed around my thick cock, gushing at the thought. I grinned a sadistic and dominating smile, feeding off the power I held over her, the control I exerted over our depraved situation.

“No, Jack… please don’t let her in,” she begged, shaking her head even as her hips writhed, fucking herself on my cock like a wanton slut. “Please don’t let her see me like this—”

I whispered, my lips brushing her sweat-dampened skin, sending shivers down her spine, “Marina, open the fucking door, you dirty little fucktoy. Let her watch as I become invisible, fucking your filthy cunt right in front of her. Let her see what a pathetic, needy slut you are.”

I glanced at the woman outside—a voluptuous, cock-hungry slut with her tits barely contained in her lingerie, eager for a dirty show. She was practically salivating, her curiosity piqued by Marina’s desperate moans.

“Jack… can you really become invisible?” Marina asked, her voice a breathy, slutty whine. “Can you fuck me… fuck me right in front of her without her knowing?”

I nodded, driving my cock deeper into her soaked pussy, feeling her slick walls clutching at me. “Yeah, you filthy slut, does it make your dirty cunt throb? Does it make you want to cum, thinking you could be my little fuckpig in front of her? That you could take my thick load while she watches your pathetic, needy face?”

“No… Jack, fuck,” she whimpered, but her cunt flooded, drenching my cock with her filthy, desperate juices. Her body betrayed her, hips bucking wildly as she fucked herself on my cock, her breath coming in ragged, needy gasps.

Ignoring her pitiful, half-hearted pleas, I reached for the doorknob, unlocking the door as I rammed my cock to the hilt inside Marina. She let out a strangled, guttural scream, “Fuck! Fuck, it’s splitting me, ah, Jack! It’s so fucking big! It’s stretching me so fucking wide!”

I instantly activated my invisibility, vanishing from sight but leaving my thick, throbbing cock buried deep inside her. The woman knocked again, her voice laced with concern and curiosity, “Are you… okay in there? I thought I heard something—”

The door creaked open, and Marina’s cunt clamped down on my cock like a vice, her body trembling as she bit back her moans. I held still, my dick pulsing and twitching inside her as Marina quickly stood upright, hands pressing against her pussy, trying desperately to conceal her fucked, stretched hole. The lingerie left her cunt exposed, lips stretched obscenely around my invisible cock, glistening with her filthy juices.

The woman looked at Marina’s sweaty, flushed face and her hands desperately trying to hide her stuffed pussy. She licked her lips, her eyes fixated on Marina’s barely concealed cunt, and asked, “Are you alright? I heard some… noises and thought you might need a hand. You look… flustered.” Her voice was thick with lust, her nipples rock-hard and poking through her lingerie, betraying her arousal.

Marina panted, her voice a shaky, slutty mess. “I-I’m fine, just… just trying something on—” She gasped as I gave her a harsh, brutal thrust, her words dissolving into a needy, desperate whine. “Just… just trying on some… some new lingerie—”

The woman, her eyes lingering on Marina’s barely concealed pussy, hesitated before speaking. “Sorry to disturb you… but I wanted to ask, is the handsome guy who was standing outside your boyfriend?” She asked, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of desire.

Marina’s pussy tightened even more around my invisible cock, her body trembling at the woman’s words. She nodded, a strangled moan escaping her lips. “Hmmmm, yes, he is—” She gasped, her breath hitching as I gave her another harsh, brutal thrust, her body convulsing with pleasure and desperation.

I looked at the woman, my eyes scanning her face as I activated my AI lens, pulling up her information.

Name: Carolina Rivera

Age: 32

Relationship: Married

A smirk played on my lips as I took in the details, my cock throbbing at the thought of fucking Marina in front of this married slut. I could see the lust in Carolina’s eyes, the curiosity and desire that was barely concealed behind her innocent facade.

“Oh, I see,” Carolina said, her voice a sultry purr as she took in Marina’s flushed face and heaving chest. “He’s quite the catch, isn’t he? You’re a lucky girl.” Her eyes flicked back down to Marina’s hands, desperately trying to hide her stretched, fucked pussy, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as she took in the obscene sight.

Marina whimpered, her body trembling as I gave her another harsh, brutal thrust, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. Carolina smirked, clearly enjoying the show and Marina’s pathetic, needy state.

“If you’re free later, we could hang out together,” Carolina suggested, her voice laced with lust and amusement. “I’ll be waiting outside. I have something… personal I want to ask you.” Her eyes gleamed with a wicked, knowing look as if she could see right through Marina’s desperate, slutty facade.

Marina’s eyes widened, her body convulsing with a mix of shock, lust, and desperation. Before she could respond, Carolina turned and walked away, closing the door behind her with a soft click.

As soon as the door shut behind Carolina, I deactivated my invisibility, appearing suddenly behind Marina. She moaned, her voice a long, drawn-out wail of pleasure and desperation as she felt my thick cock still buried deep inside her. “Aaaaaaaah, Jack….. hmmmm—” Her body trembled and shook as I started moving again, my cock slamming into her with relentless force.

“Fuck, Marina,” I growled, my voice a low, guttural snarl. “You’re such a dirty little slut, aren’t you? You love this, don’t you? You love being fucked like a pathetic, needy whore while that married slut waits outside, eager to watch you get fucked senseless—”