Sweet betrayal (-50 Lust)

It was all a blur for Hannah until she was right in front of his apartment, her mind a swirl of fears, desires and conflicting feelings. But when she finally stepped into the elevator, a fancy-looking one fit for an expensive place, and was ushered inside by the man with a cocky, arrogant smile, her misgivings quickly melted away, burned in the furnace of her lust. {if Hotwife = True}{if Massive melons = True}

“Damn, you weren’t kidding when you said you’d dress like a slut,” he said, grinning as he admired her. She looked at herself, with a mini-skirt that barely covered her ass and a tight shirt with very low cleavage, which with the help of a push-up bra made her breasts look like they were an accident away from popping out, struggling to be contained by the fabric around them.

She barely looked back up before he kissed her, and his hand slid down under her skirt and rubbed against her mound right there in the corridor, where anyone could see. She moaned softly against his lips and felt herself get even more excited, exposed as she was in such a public place. When their lips parted she was panting, giving him a lustful gaze and he smiled back.{endif}{endif}

She barely got inside before he closed the door and began kissing her. No, almost assaulting her. His lips pressed against hers as his tongue invaded her mouth while he pinned her body against the door. One of his hands groped her body roughly, traveling from her neck to her chest, groping her tits before moving down and squeezing her ass, while his other hand pinned her arm back, preventing her from moving. Not that she wanted to, even as she wondered if anyone would hear them through the door behind her as she moaned onto his lips.He also pressed his body against hers, and she could feel him getting harder against her, the warmth and the size making her feel weak at the knees and dripping wet. She was like putty in his hands, unable to resist him… And she loved it.

Eventually he led her to his bed as he undressed her, until when she lied on the bed and he pulled down her panties she was fully naked, looking up at him as he tossed her underwear aside and smiled back at her.{if Hardcore Party Girl}{if Squirter = True} Then he glanced down at her pussy, already soaked and sticky as usual, then back at his fingers which still got wet just from touching the panties briefly.

“Heh, you weren’t kidding when you said you got really wet,” he said.

“Hmm, just wait until we actually get started…” She smiled and spread her legs as she felt the air against her warm slit, so **** and yet so eager. {endif}{endif} He deliberately took a second to savor the moment as he stood over her, fully clothed while she lay naked on the bed. Then he began taking his clothes off, confidently and without hurry, revealing the toned abs under the shirt, and the impressive bulge straining against his underwear. She felt a moment of {if Love = True}guilt as she realized what was about to happen, self loathing which was quickly engulfed by lust. ‘Sorry, Ashton,’ she thought as she blinked back tears. But she needed this too badly to stop herself and she moaned as she looked at his hard cock spring out from his underwear..{endif}{if Denial = True}uncertainty as she realized she was breaking her promise to herself, and acting like a slut. But then she saw his cock spring from his underwear, huge and hard, and lust overcame her concerns. ‘Fuck it! I need this!’ She thought, her fingers moving down to her snatch as she eagerly prepared herself to be fucked by that monster.{endif}{if Manipulation = True}joy as she admired her new partner. So much better than Ashton, so much stronger and more manly. ‘I miss being fucked by a real man,’ she thought to herself as she presented her pussy for him. He took off his underwear, springing out his massive cock as she licked her lips eagerly. And imagining poor Ashton, walking home while completely clueless his girl was getting ravaged by a big dick? That made her even more excited.{endif}

{if Porn Star = True}”You took a lot of big cocks in your videos,” he drawled, stroking himself as his cock slowly hardened to its full length. “Think you’re going to have a problem with this one?”

And the sight of it alone was enough to make her hornier, the lust in her pussy growing to a point it was almost painful. She desperately needed to feel it again, that fullness, that stretching that mixed a hint of pain with mind-melting pleasure as that big cock hit that deep part inside her that made her lose control…

“Fuck, I missed a cock like this soooo bad,” she moaned, reaching forward so she could grab it and run her hands over its length. She worshipped his cock with her adoring eyes and eager hands for a moment before looking up at him and grinning. “I want it so bad…”

It didn’t take long before he pushed her back down on the bed and pinned her down before slowly thrusting inside her, pushing past her resistance as she struggled to accommodate him all the way, even wet as she was. She yelped in pain and shut her eyes. It had been too long and she had become unused to being penetrated by such a big cock all in one go. Her breathing grew fast, and she whimpered softly.

Then he began thrusting and she remembered all over again. The fullness and the long, deep thrusts that a smaller cock could never match. Soon she was matching his thrusts with her own, and when his dick hit a good spot deep inside her she moaned like the porn star she used to be and rolled her eyes.

“Oh yeah…!” He gasped while thrusting inside her. “You like that big cock, don’t you? Don’t you, you filthy whore!”

“I love it! I love your big cock!” She moaned back. Her hand reached down and felt his length going in and out of her, marveling at how she could take it all. “Uhhn! It’s so biiiig!” She yelped, her voice reaching a higher pitch as he thrust inside her again.

“Better than your limp-dick boyfriend?” He teased, slowing down his thrusts while waiting for her reply.

“Yes, so much better!” She replied. And all the dirty talking she did as a porn actress just spilled out of her mouth, unprompted. “His pathetic cock is nothing like yours. You’re soooo much bigger and soooo much better! Come on, baby! Fuck me hard with that big, fat cock. Make me forget about my boyfriend!” Her lust now had fully consumed her {if Love = True}and what guilt she felt before was fully drowned in her overflowing desire. She was not Ashton’s girlfriend anymore, she was a slutty, horny porn star finally enjoying a big cock.{endif}{if Denial = True}and she could no longer deny it. She was a porn star, she loved big cocks and that would never change. She would never be satisfied with less.{endif}{if Manipulation = True}and she relished it. She loved throwing the mask aside and showing her true self, a greedy cunt that needed hard cocks to cum. And knowing that Ashton would be destroyed if he saw this hidden side of her only made her want that big cock inside her even more.{endif}

He smiled before picking up speed, thrusting in and out of her fast and hard. Relentlessly. She felt her orgasm building up, growing stronger and stronger, and she couldn’t stop it even if she wanted to. She moaned, arched her back and came so hard her mind almost blanked out, as her pussy squeezed and clenched around his cock. She came to and saw his smug grin as he admired her loss of control, her utter surrender to him. Drinking it in and giving her a brief moment of respite before he began thrusting again and making her yelp.{endif}{if Hardcore Party Girl = True}“You said you were going to take an upper before we fucked… So. have you taken it yet?” He asked, an eager edge to his voice. She squeezed her thighs together.

“It’s in my purse,” she said. “I can take it right now…? Hmm, I fucking love getting fucked while high.”

His smile widened and he said, “I’ve got something better in mind then.” And he walked to the bathroom before bringing back a very small metal case, it fit in the palm of his hand, which he opened to show her the white powder within. “Ever done coke?” He asked.

Her heart lurched when she saw it. Cocaine was expensive and hard to get, so she only took it a few times in her life. It was certainly stronger than her usual ****, and more dangerous… But her heart was beating faster at this new risk, and the promised pleasure it offered her. And when she looked up at him her expression was one of anxious excitement. “Once or twice,” she said, trying to play it cool.

Still smiling he took some of the cocaine with a tiny knife and cut it into a line on the dresser beside her. Then he backed away and pointed with the knife. “Snort that,” he commanded, eyes glinting like embers. “I like to see sluts snorting their powder. Gets ‘em freaky real fast… But don’t worry, I’m right behind you.” Her grinned before taking some of the powder on his fingers and rubbing it into his mouth and gums as he watched her.

She swallowed nervously and for a moment she thought of Ashton. What would he think if he saw her now, snorting coke like a complete whore before fucking another guy? {if Love = True}The guilt hurt her, made her heart lurch like it was being squeezed. She needed something to ease that guilt, anything… So{endif}{if Denial = True}She thought being with Ashton would change her, but in the end… This is who she was. She loved **** and sex too much to quit. And she still was, and would always be, a wild party girl. With one last sigh of resignation,{endif}{if Manipulation = True}A cruel smile came to her lips as she imagined his shock at learning about his innocent girlfriend’s hidden side… But it was his fault for falling for her lies in the first place! Without any hesitation{endif} she lowered her head, blocked one nostril and inhaled hard, sending the powder into her nose as it hurt briefly, before the warm rush of pleasure hit her like a thunderbolt.

“Ugh! Oh…” She blinked once, twice, as she felt her heart beating faster, pumping more blood and more of the stimulant **** into her brain.

“Hits hard, doesn’t it?” He smirked as he climbed onto the bed and grabbed her body, roughly turning her around so she was on all fours, ass up towards him. He smacked her cheeks once for good measure, making her yelp.

“Fffuuuuuck, it feels so good…” she moaned as the ****’s effects began to kick in. She felt full of energy, and burning with need. Her hips pushed back until they pressed against his hard cock before wiggling side to side. “Come on, baby. Give me that big dick of yours....”

He held her hips in place with his hands, backing down and guiding his head to push into her {if Squirter = True}messy and dripping{endif}wet lips as she moaned. Then he began thrusting, hard and deep enough to bring a mix of pleasure and pain as she adjusted to him. But fueled by the coke, she enthusiastically began to thrust back despite the discomfort, feeling her ass smacking against his pelvis as she rocked back and forth and rolled her eyes out of sheer bliss. {if Gym bunny = True} Her hand reached down and began rubbing her hard clit as she moved her hips, and her pleasure doubled in intensity, making her rock her hips even faster until the bed shook from their furious lovemaking.{endif}{if OnDrugsMilk = True} She felt her breasts get suddenly wet as he thrust in her, and touched one nipple to feel the milk dripping down them. In her haze of lust and coke she rubbed her milk over her breasts, like lube, while moaning with pleasure.{endif}

The orgasm hit her first, filling her with even more pleasure. But even as she orgasmed her hips kept thrusting and pumping, fueled by the endless energy she felt.

“Does he know?” He grunted as he thrusted relentlessly into her, their wet squelching sounds filling the room, along with her lustful moans. “Does he know you’re such a freak?”

“Nnnnnooooo,” she moaned, some drool coming out of her mouth as her eyes rolled up again. “Heee… He d-doesn’t… Ah! Know! The reeeeeeal meeeeee!”

She barely had time to recover before he grunted and thrust all the way before spurting inside her, and the throb of his cock as it pumped spurt after spurt of hot cum deep inside her triggered her second orgasm.{endif}{if Hotwife = True}

“The thought of cheating makes me soooo wet,” she confessed before she could stop herself. The sight of that big cock in front of her, when she had been with her innocent boyfriend only an hour ago. It felt so wrong, but that only turned her on more, to the point she was rubbing her pussy with one hand while she stroked him with the other, admiring that superior cock.

“Do you actually love that wimpy boyfriend of yours still?” He asked, taunting her. “Even as you’re here about to get fucked by another man’s cock?”

She hesitated for a moment.{if Love = True} The truth is that she did. She loved him deeply, and wanted to see him happy. To make him smile. And yet… Here she was, betraying him in such an awful way.

“I love him,” she admitted, her eyes growing moist as she avoided his, blinking furiously. “I love my boyfriend. And I don’t know why, but loving him only makes me want to cheat even more.” She stifled a sob. “But even if I love him…? Oh god, it’s so shameful… But… I still love to cheat.” And she began stroking him even harder, her lust overpowering all her other thoughts as she betrayed her boyfriend again and again with every stroke of that enormous, juicy cock. Her other hand started rubbing her own pussy as her eyes grew wet. “Uhnnn… I… I can’t resist it. I’m terrible, terrible! I… I’m a cheating, worthless whore!” She moaned through the tears. Her own humiliation increasing her libido even further.

He chuckled. “Damn. You’re really messed up in the head,” he scoffed while looking down on her. “But that makes taking you from him all the sweeter,” he added, petting her cheek before gripping her chin firmly and holding her in place, pulling up so she couldn’t look away from him. {endif}{if Denial = True} “I do,” she said, almost automatically. She had been with Ashton for three months, and hadn’t cheated once… Until now. And he was so sweet to her. Surely, that was love? “He loves me so much. Of course I love him too.”

“And yet you’re still here, stroking a much better cock and betraying your boyfriend…” He scoffed, grinning down at her. Hannah groaned softly as she felt her excitement rise, like a flame when receiving fresh kindling, and not only did she not stop stroking his cock, but her other hand moved to her own pussy, stimulating herself as well.

“I used to cheat so much, before… Hmmnn… I thought I had left all that behind…” She bit her lip, but it was no use. She was too turned on to stop her own mouth from betraying her lust. “Fuck… But cheating still turns me on so much…”

“Once a whore, always a whore,” he drawled, a cruel smile on his lips as he grabbed her chin and pulled it so she looked up at him, unable to avert her eyes. “And admit it. You’re looking forward to being a whore again, aren’t you?”

“Yeeeesss,” she moaned, rubbing her pussy harder. “I miss being a cheating whore… Uhhhnnn, it feels soooo good!” She looked up at him, eyes pleading with desire. “Make me into a cheating whore again. Please, please, please….” {endif}{if Manipulation = True} “Honestly? No,” she admitted as she stroked him. But she smiled at him before adding, “but he has his uses. He spends money on gifts and dinners. He makes me feel loved…”

“... Yet here you are, ready to get fucked by another guy,” he finished, grinning. He seemed proud of it, if anything. “And you don’t feel bad for him at all?”

She shrugged. “Maybe a little…” But it was her turn to smile, as she added, “but I have to admit, being an evil bitch kinda turns me on...” And she slowly licked him, still grinning and maintaining eye contact. “I got him wrapped around my little finger. Pampering me. And yet here I am, cheating on him with a bigger, better cock. Hmmm… It turns me on so muuuuch!” She moaned as her hand dove between her legs and began rubbing herself. “And besides… Isn’t it more fun to take another guy’s girlfriend and show her how a real man fucks?” She teased, wiking at him.

He chuckled. “You’re one cold-hearted bitch, alright…” And he grabbed her chin, pulling it up and making her unable to look away as his lips curled, showing his teeth. “But don’t worry, babe. I’ll show you how a real man fucks, alright.”

“Do it,” she begged, feeling herself grow wet. “Fuck me like the whore I am!” {endif}{endif}