Let's find Sasha to help with this frustation of mine.

Maybe getting some of this sexual frustation would be hard if you didn't have Sasha. You swing your legs off the bed and leave the suite to go to Sasha's room. You step into the corridor. It was empty, leaving no one to witness your short travel to McKinley's room. You started to wonder what he'd do if he found out that his wife was such a crude and naughty little slut. You wanted to feel somewhat bad, but then the thought of being with her came to mind - all those bad feelings melted away, leaving you with just lust and desire - a pair made in hell, especially when you realized who it was for a married woman.

Knock knock.

After not that long of a wait, Sasha answers the door, wearing regular clothing and a dull expression. Your eyes meet and she frowns. "You again."

"Me again. Wanna partner up for a little bit?"

"I don't have a choice," she glares at you and steps out. "So let's get this over with."

You go to the room next door and step inside with her. She takes off her shirt and throws it on the floor. 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 between your lips and slides her tongue over yours. You quickly tangle with each other and fall into the bed, still messy from your last session.

You are both in bed, groping, kissing, undressing. All resistance and common sense are thrown away as soon as 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.

Sasha moans deeply in your mouth as you reach for 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 face 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 it 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 her, mostly to watch what other expressions she makes while under sexual pressure. A tiny whimper escapes her mouth. 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!!”

Sasha's pussy engulfs your cock in a matter of seconds. You press your hand against her mouth, muffling her moans. Having this line of defense, she moans louder, but it's stifled by your hand. If it weren't for your gatekeeping, her sounds of pleasure would have likely bled into the walls. You hover over her face and watch her eyes squint and water as the rest of her facial features twist, fantastic stimulation. You begin pulling in-and-out of her at an increasing rate. Her legs lock while her fingers suddenly dig in your shoulders; her eyes widen. Her hard moans become so intense that you can feel your palm vibrate. Sex juices splash - she closes her eyes and starts to shake. The sensation of railing her becomes more intimate as her orgasm ruins her. Sasha is a bigger sex addict than you first predicted...If this keeps up, you're going to want more of her too...

You pull away from her mouth and pant, she's too weak to make much noise now, but she still manages to let out a few pitched gasps. No matter her lack of energy, she continues staring at you with lustful brown eyes filled with perverted desire and unholy wants. "Ah~Oooh~ ah!!"

She slides her hand from your shoulders and then into your sides, where they start digging. Using the last of her endurance, she closes her legs tighter around you and tells you to go faster. You tell her you are close, but she repeats her request.

She suddenly gasps, louder than her last limit. You almost cover her mouth again, but she stops herself by biting gently down on her lower lip. Through another round of nonsense and curses, she starts to tremble as her second orgasm rattles her into another incredibly sexy climax. "F-fucking pull out~!"

There was a lot of **** behind your action, but not wanting to ruin your casual-sex meetups, you decide to pull out. You reach for her breasts and begin kneading them as your hand wraps up your slick inches. Wet with her girly liquids, you effortlessly glide your fingers along your fuck-stick, milking you to your limit.

Your lubed cock can't bear any more stimulation. After a dozen or so passes with your own hand, you're brought to the brink, and you start hosing her down with your white cream. Long ropes of male pleasure whip her tight stomach and hot body. She watches, looking grossly satisfied to still make you do as you are told. You thrust into your own hand, making sure to cover as much of her as you can.

...

"Good boy, Warren. I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again sometime soon~" Sasha says, getting off the bed as you fall panting. You aren't even sure if she got dressed before leaving your room. All that you know is that you hate waiting. She looks up at the ceiling and blinks. "It's almost Monday isn't it?"

"Yeah," you exhale.

"You might be dead in a few days."

You inhale and swallow. "Yeah..."

"Warren, go back to your suite and get some sleep. Enjoy your Sunday, alright?" Sasha gets out of bed and gets dressed, leaving you with your thoughts for a few minutes. You go back to your real bed and crash instantly...

...

...

You aren’t sure how long you’re asleep, but you wake the noise of someone stirring in the living room. You figure it must be morning, or at least getting to that point because when you look out your window, you see the painted sky with its mixed shades of blue and distant pink horizon. Half-reluctantly, you roll yourself out from your sheets and open your door.

Clova is moving around, dressed to go outside in the issued field gray uniform. You know if you hurry, you could probably follow her when she leaves…Or, you could just catch up on sleep. It might be your last chance.