Forbidden Cravings
Chapter 134: The Heated Dressing Room lV (R-18)

Chapter 134: The Heated Dressing Room lV (R-18)

The dressing room was a world of its own, the faint hum of wedding music from the hall outside barely a whisper compared to the raw heat between us. Sara’s naked smooth body moved against mine, her hips rocking on my dick as I gripped her ass beneath the crumpled white fabric of her bridal gown.

"Ohh fuck yeahh..." I groaned, my fingers digging into her soft curves, guiding her ass as she rode my cock on the plush velvet couch, its cushions sinking under our weight.

"Ahh... Ezra..." Sara gasped, her voice thick with pleasure. She pushed against my shoulders, and before I could react, she tipped us backward, my back hitting the couch with a soft thud.

She straddled me, her thighs gripping my hips as she leaned down, kissing me with a fierce, hungry edge.

"Ehehe..." she giggled against my lips, the sound light and teasing, a stark contrast to the intensity of her body pressed against mine.

Our lips crashed together, munching eagerly, her tongue teasing mine as my dick stayed buried inside her hot as fire pussy, the warmth and tightness driving me wild.

"Ahh..ahh.." My hands slid to her ass, squeezing as I guided her movements to get her fucked, helping her grind against my dick in a rhythm that sent sparks through every nerve.

"God, Sara..." I muttered between kisses, my voice rough, my chest heaving as she took control.

She pulled back, sitting up, her dark hair wild and free, spilling over her shoulders. "Ahhh... yeahhh..." she moaned, her hips moving to and fro, taking my dick deep in her hole with each motion.

The couch creaked, rocking slightly with the force of her movements, and her full big boobs jiggled with every thrust, bouncing in a way that made it hard to look anywhere else.

"Arghh..." I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure built, her pussy gripping me tighter with each ride. My hands slid up to her thighs, feeling the soft, warm skin under my palms, grounding me as she pushed me closer to the edge.

"So fucking hot... it feels... ahh..." I said, my voice breaking as my hands moved higher, groping her big bouncing balls. They were big, soft, and perfect, and I kneaded them, my thumbs rubbing over her hardened nipples.

"Ahhh..." Sara’s head tilted back, her moan loud and unrestrained as the dual sensations hit her—my hands on her mounts, my dick deep inside her pussy.

"Ahh..yehah..so good..ahhh.." Her body trembled, her breath coming in quick gasps, and I could feel her getting closer, her movements growing more desperate.

I pulled her down, my hands sliding to her ass as I thrust up into her, hard and fast.

"Ahh, baby... come here," I growled, my hips shooting upward, slamming my rock hard cock into her pussy with a wet, slippery sound that filled the room. The couch creaked louder, protesting under our frantic pace.

"Ahh... ahhh... yeahhh... more... don’t stop..." Sara moaned, her voice breaking as she leaned forward, her boobs rubbing against my chest, her hands gripping my shoulders.

Her eyes glistened with tears of pleasure, her breath hot against my neck as she clung to me, lost in the moment.

"Arghh... this is too much," I groaned, my thrusts growing faster, harder, chasing the climax that was building like a storm inside me. My hands tightened on her ass, pulling her down to meet each thrust of my dick, the wet slap of our bodies echoing in the small room.

"Fuck, Sara..." I gasped, my voice ragged, my mind blank except for the feel of her, the heat, the need.

"Ahhh... ahh... ahh..." she moaned, her voice muffled against my shoulder, her body shaking as she neared her own edge. I could feel her pussy clenching around my sensitive hot dick, her breath hitching with every thrust.

I couldn’t hold back anymore. "Arghh... come here," I said, my voice rough as I pushed her up, shifting our positions in one swift move.

I laid her on her back, the couch cushions sinking under her as I climbed over her, her legs spreading to welcome me. Her gown was a tangled mess around her hips, her bare skin flushed and glistening, and her eyes locked onto mine, daring me to keep going.

I leaned down, my body pressing against hers, ready to lose myself in her all over again.

She giggled at my sudden shift, her voice light and teasing. "Ehehe..." she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief as I flipped her onto her back, her dark hair fanning out across the cushions.

In the movement, my dick had slipped out of her slippery pussy and she reached down, her fingers wrapping around my hard cock with a confident grip.

"Not so fast," she murmured, guiding me back to her pussy, positioning the tip against her slick entrance. Her touch sent a jolt through me, and I groaned, pushing forward, my hard shaft sliding into her warmth with ease.

"Arghhh..." I moaned, the sensation of her pussy walls enveloping my fuck overwhelming, smooth and tight, like her vagina was made for me.

Her pussy took me in effortlessly, every thrust met with a slick, inviting pull that made it hard to think straight.

"Arghh, yeah... just like that," Sara gasped, her arms wrapping around me, pulling me close in a tight hug.

Her legs hooked around my waist, locking me in place as she arched her body into mine, her bare breasts pressing against my chest.

"Don’t hold back, Ezra, Fuck me!" she whispered, her voice thick with need, her breath hot against my ear. "Ahh..keep banging my pussy with your everything...I want all of you..ahh...ahh"

I started thrusting, my hips moving with a steady rhythm, chasing the tightness building in my dick.

The couch rocked beneath us, the velvet cushions sinking under our weight, and the wet sound of our bodies filled the room, mingling with her soft moans.

"God, Sara..." I groaned, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her body closer with each thrust. "You feel so fucking good."

She smiled, her lips brushing my jaw in a fleeting kiss. "That’s it," she murmured, her voice sultry, her legs tightening around me. "Give me everything, Ezra... let go." Her fingers dug into my back, nails scraping lightly, urging me on as I picked up the pace, each thrust deeper, harder.

"Arghh... I’m gonna cum... fuck..." I groaned, my voice ragged as the pressure built, my climax rushing closer with every movement. My thrusts grew faster, more desperate, the sensation of her pussy gripping my dick pushing me to the edge.

"Ahh... ahh... ahh..." Sara moaned, her voice breaking as her own orgasm built, her eyes rolling back, her body trembling beneath me.

"Fill me up with your cum, ahh..ahh.." she gasped, her hands clutching my shoulders, her legs pulling me deeper. "Shoot it inside, Ezra... I want it all."

Her words were a spark, igniting the fire in me. I thrust harder, the slippery heat of her pussy driving me wild, the tension in my dick coiling tighter and tighter.