Forbidden Cravings
Chapter 132: The Heated Dressing Room ll (R-18)

Chapter 132: The Heated Dressing Room ll (R-18)

The dressing room was a soothing volcano of heat and forbidden desire, the faint hum of wedding music barely audible through the walls.

Sara lay sprawled on the plush white couch, her bridal gown pushed up high on her stomach, the delicate white fabric crumpled and out of place.

Her pussy glistened with a light sheen of sweat, her chest rising and falling as I leaned over her naker vagina, my hands gripping her thighs.

I lowered my mouth to her pussy, my lips brushing against her slick folds with a soft *slurp*. "Umm..." I murmured, tasting her skin, the sweetness and heat of her pulling me in deeper.

"Ahh... so good... yeahh..." Sara moaned, her voice raw and unrestrained, her hands clutching the couch cushions, fingers digging into the soft velvet.

Her body arched slightly, urging me closer, her dark hair splayed across the cushion, the tiara still perched precariously on her head.

I licked her pussy slowly, my tongue tracing up and down her labia, savoring every inch of her. She was wet, dripping from our earlier passion, and I took my time, exploring her pussy with deliberate care.

Then I pressed my lips to her clit, smooching it gently, and her body jolted, a sharp gasp escaping her.

"Ahh..." she breathed, her hips twitching under my hands.

I grazed my teeth lightly over her clit, just enough to tease, and slid my hands up her body, finding her full boobs.

I groped them, squeezing firmly, my thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples as she moaned louder, her body trembling under the dual sensations.

She reached up, her hand covering mine, guiding me on her soft mounts as she smiled, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

"Ezra... you’re too good at all this," she murmured, her voice shaky but warm, her fingers massaging over mine as I kneaded her big balls.

I pulled one hand back, sliding it down her body, and without warning, slipped two fingers inside her. Her pussy was slick, welcoming, and she gasped, her body tensing.

"Arghh... fuck... ahh..." she moaned, her hand flying to her mouth to muffle the sound, her eyes glistening with tears from the overwhelming sensation.

My fingers moved deeper, about two inches in, and I felt the sensitive spot inside her, the one that made her shudder even harder.

"Ahh... oh god..." she gasped, her voice breaking as her hands reached for my hair, fingers tangling tightly as she held me in place.

My tongue worked her clit, sucking the hardened bud as my fingers moved in and out of her pussy, curling just right to hit that spot again and again. The wet sounds of my mouth and fingers—*slurp, slirp*—filled the room, mingling with her moans as her body arched higher, her thighs trembling under my grip.

"Don’t stop... ahh... I’m gonna cum..." Sara moaned, her voice desperate, her body lifting off the couch as her fingers gripped my hair tighter.

Her eyes squeezed shut, her lips parting in a silent cry as the tension built.

I didn’t stop. My fingers moved faster, in and out, relentless, my tongue flicking and sucking her clit with a steady rhythm.

Her pussy clenched around my fingers, and then she broke, her body shaking as she started squirting, her juices spilling out, soaking the couch beneath her.

The wet patch spread across the velvet, a stark contrast to the pristine white of her gown, and she gasped, her moans turning to soft whimpers as she rode out the climax, her hands still tangled in my hair.

Sara’s moans filled the small dressing room, her body trembling beneath me as she clutched my head, her fingers digging into my hair.

"Ahhh... fuck!" she cried, her thighs clamping tight around my face as her orgasm hit, her body arching off the plush white couch. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, her walls pulsing as she came, her juices flooding over my face in a warm rush.

"Ahhh... w-wait... fuck! Ahh..." she gasped, her voice breaking, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her thighs squeezed tighter, trapping me as she rode out the climax, her hips grinding against my mouth, chasing every last wave of pleasure.

I kept my face there, my tongue still teasing her clit, my fingers buried deep inside her, letting her take everything she needed.

"Ahhh... yeahhh... so good, Ezra," she moaned, her voice raw and satisfied as she rubbed her pussy against my face, savoring the aftershock.

Her hands loosened slightly, stroking through my hair now, her body still trembling as she came down from the high.

"You...ahh.." she murmured, a lazy smile spreading across her lips, her eyes half-lidded as she looked down at me, her bridal gown still bunched around her waist, her bare skin glistening with sweat.

I pulled back slowly, my face slick, and took a deep, ragged breath.

"Huff... huff..." I muttered, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, finally able to breathe fresh air.

My heart was pounding, my own body still buzzing from the intensity of it all.

I leaned back, my shirt partially open, and looked at her—sprawled on the couch, her chest heaving.

"You’re gonna get us in trouble," I said, my voice hoarse, trying to lighten the weight of what we’d just done.

She laughed softly, brushing a strand of dark hair from her face, her eyes glinting with mischief.

"Hehe, why not?" she teased, propping herself up on her elbows. "And you love it, don’t you?"

"Why will I love it? It only gives me more headaches and more emotional entanglement which is getting more and more complicated to solve for me." I said sighhing.

"Ehehe.." Sara giggled, as if I made a joke even though I was serious about it.

*Knock* *Knock*

And just then, a sharp knock, knock echoed through the room, snapping us both out of the haze. Our heads whipped toward the door, eyes wide, hearts racing. The world outside—the wedding, the guests, Aeri—came crashing back in an instant.

"Hello, Miss Sara?" a woman’s voice called from the other side, polite but insistent.

It was one of the waitresses, her tone professional but carrying a hint of urgency.

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