Bug Sasha

You swing your legs off the bed shortly after remembering Sasha. You could see her again after today. You make your way over to McKinley’s room and knock a few times.

Your mind quickly makes an excuse if Sasha’s husband answers, but it goes unused as soon as you see a pair of inviting brown eyes on the other end. At first, she’s smiling and looks welcoming, but as soon as your eyes meet, she straightens it out.

“Well, if it isn’t Kenji’s sidekick.” Sasha looks at you up and down, her brows crooked.

“Don’t be like that, sweetheart,” you wink at her and start grinning. She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. “It’s not every day you get to have fun with a hero.”

She narrows her gaze. “Kenji was the one that scrubbed out the stains in the unit.”

You shrugged. “I helped.”

She knits her brows, tilting her head. “So that deserves sex?”

“It deserves some kind of reward.”

She shakes. “I oughtta report you.”

For some reason, that shuts you up. That’s a real threat now. You keep the smile, but all the comments you think of have vanished, leaving your brain blank of snarky comebacks and remarks.

Sasha, however, chases herself after just a few seconds. “McKinley’s been gone all day, so I guess I could use some fun, regardless of what you have and haven’t done, though. I’ll be over in a couple of minutes, I guess.”

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After a brief wait, you hear a knocking coming from your door. You jolt and then approach it, ready for the next session with Sasha…

You lazily get from your bed and find Sasha standing on the other end. As usual, she’s wearing a dull expression and regular clothing. Her brown eyes dart to yours, and she knits her brows. “What’s with your smile?”

“Ah,” your smirk widens. “Just happy you and I can partner up every so often.”

She rolls her eyes and steps in, bypassing you like you weren’t there...

Sasha takes off her jacket and hangs it over your chair. She turns around to say something to you, but before she can even muster a single word, you have yourself wrapped around her. Your arms embrace her in a hug full of lust just as you **** your lips on hers.

After a few seconds of **** kissing, she finally begins to take your embrace willingly and kisses back. It isn’t long before she splits your lips and slides her tongue over yours. You quickly tangle with each other and fall into your bed.

"Alright, Hero." She sighs, looking up at you. "Let's see what you got for me this time."

You are both in bed, groping, kissing, undressing. All resistance and common sense are thrown away as soon as Sasha gets her tits out and your erection is freed. Your hands re-explore her body as she does the same with yours. It’s a fun and personal experience every time.

Sasha moans deeply in your mouth as you reach her chest and grope one of her average-sized tits. You squeeze and gently massage her nipples. Your actions cause her grip around your cock to tighten and quicken.

She lets out a weak whimper. You topple her over, switching places with you above you. She stares at you with her dirty eyes; there’s no shred of innocent. A slight grin begins to draw itself over her lips. “I hate you so much right now… Let’s get this over with” She swallows and darts her eyes away from you.

You grab a handful of her head and **** her upwards, making her face twist slightly. Your lips meet again. This time your kiss is more aggressive...And Sasha gladly accepted that. You spread her legs and step off the bed, leaving half her body on the bed the rest of her hanging off the edge. You reach down and play with her pussy, finding absolutely drenched. You spread her vaginal lips and grin at her. “You’re so wet….”

“Of course I am. You’re teasing me so fucking much. You dick~” she gasps, gripping the bedsheets. “I- I’m so sensitive right now….”

Sasha’s face becomes flushed, and her mouth hangs slightly agape as you continue to touch her clit with your fingers. You stuff your middle finger and index finger inside of her, mostly to watch what other expressions she makes while under sexual pressure. A tiny whimper escapes her mouth. Then, she tries dragging you in with her legs. “Ahh~ Oooh~ fuck!”

Sasha’s hands play with your hair and feel your back, gripping at your skin as she pulls herself closer to your ear. “Stop teasing me and fuck me already~ I am so fucking horny right now!!”

Your cock throbs in response to it being grabbed. You jerk yourself for a few passes before guiding the head of her moist, pink cave. You feel the tip of your head get swallowed as you stretch your way into her. She moans, tightening her legs around you.

“Hoooh~ baby, you feel so good inside of me! Fuck me hard with your rock-hard cock!” Both of you grunt slightly. You push slowly inside of her, having her lips swallow you whole until there was no denying Sasha’s desire for you to fill her. “Aah~ Warren!!”

You ride into Sasha, making her squirm and wreath in levels of pleasure rarely experienced. Something about you makes her head spin, and her thoughts split into multiple memories have sexual bliss.

Without a single complaint, she takes you in and allows you to violate and use her pussy for your desire. Watching her body bounce from your rod as she struggles to strife her moaning only makes you harder. She’s so sexy, and knowing she’s married only makes this hotter.

You lean in and thrust deeper, filling her depths with your man-meat. You hiss compliments and rub her sides, feeling her tits and messing up her hair. She grunts, showing some shred of resistance, but it quickly falters, and she melts into pleasure. Again and again, you send the tip of your dick to her womb.

The sensation is incredible, but there’s always room for improvement…So you flip her over and make her pucker her ass upward while you **** her face forward into the sheets of your bedsheets. Hopefully, that’ll be enough to muffle her screams of bliss once you start hammering her in.

Without giving her any kind of warning, you grab the hilt of your penis and guide yourself into her puckering asshole. Sasha tensions and tries to escape at first, but as you stretch into her, she just curls her toes and digs her nails into the covers of your bed. A long, hard moan can be heard as she buries her face in the bed. Your thrusts are hard-hitting and rough. Each one sinks her deeper into the mattress.

“Mm~!! Hahhhh~!! MMM!!” Sasha moans at odd pitches - the volume and sound fluctuating as her ass is impaled. You can tell she doesn’t allow very many men in this hole. Perhaps at one time, it was only reserved for McKinley. Maybe not even him? Her asshole is the tightest thing about her. It almost hurts...Almost.

You call her slut and spank her ass, making her jolt forward and cry out. She doesn’t run or tries to get away. She only works with your thrusts and takes it like a cheap whore. You could probably climax here, but you don’t want to end it just yet. You slam yourself into her puckered hole a few more times before pulling out of her.

You jerk yourself at the sight of her gaping hole and spank her a few more times, and blush. The heat on your face indicates she has more value than a basic whore from the street. “You’re fucking dirty, Sasha.”

No reply.

Somewhat annoyed by her silence, you go back in and penetrate her butthole again, granting her a reason to continue moaning. She’s so wet, so moist and fleshy. You go faster.

She freezes and tenses and then shuts up. All you can hear is your grunting and the clapping of your body’s as they ram into each other. She tries to maintain her hate for you, but the levels of lust she’s experiencing make her submissive. You grab the back of her head and **** her forward. Before you know it, she’s shaking and is squirting all over your bedsheets. You don’t care, not now. You let out a grunt and then buck wildly.

Sasha’s moans are fired into the cotton fabric of where you sleep. Then, with your hands locked around her waist, you firmly stand and fuck all the way into your orgasm. She’s almost gone frail, not that it mattered or not now. She had given up resisting a long time ago.

“I’m gonna cum~!” you warn. Perhaps there was an answer to your announcement, but you’ll never know. Because before you even finished saying it, you were unloading ropes of sperm in her tunnel.

You milk yourself just the way you like - giving her every single fucking drop of your white mangurt until you finally pull out and slap her with your softening cock. She falls to her said and pants with a face twisted red. You crawl into the bed and peck her lips with yours. “You’re pretty amazing.”

McKinley’s wife doesn’t reply. She’s too embarrassed to say anything. But eventually, she does manage a quick “thank you” before she gets up to dress and leave. So you lay in bed, damp with sweat and a mind full of new memories.