It was a boring day today; you woke up early and realized there was no point in doing so because you had no work today, so that was quite a bummer, you got all hyped to get to work in the morning (no, you really didn't), and now it was canceled, that boss of yours is so FUCKING bipolar, make up your damn mind for once. You had gotten out of bed, brushed your teeth, showered, and made yourself some breakfast like any normal human being SHOULD do. Your phone started to buzz about TikTok and other videos on social media, so you sat down and watched some funny videos cause its fun. I think. After watching videos, you get a notification from somebody on Hinge, the dating app you recently installed, because you have believed it for a bit. Clicking on the notification, a 35-year-old woman matched with you and hit you up with a few messages; you both started chatting back and forth, which was perfect. After asking for a real reveal of her face, she sent you a photo with the message saying. You need to choose good boys for yourself as puppies. - Myself Truly. "How about you come over here and get this face reveal yourself, cutie~" After sending that, she sent you an image of her sitting on her bed and taking a selfie in the mirror; her shirt was pulled up and revealing her massive mommy milkers in a black sports bra, she also had black tight yoga leggings that said "fuck me" with an arrow pointing down to her crotch, she also had a mask on to hide her face.

She sent you her address, and you could already see it in your navigation app. Only minutes later did you arrive at her gigantic mansion; she must've been VERRRRY rich for this house to even exist. Knocking on the door, you waited eagerly for her response, hopeful that today would be a good day...

The door slowly swings open, revealing the most beautiful face you've ever seen. Her red eyes pierce into your soul as she looks at you hungrily, her soft, perfect lips parted in a slight smile. She motions for you to come inside, and without hesitation, you step over the threshold into her luxurious home. "Welcome," she purrs, closing the door behind you. "I'm Selena; it's a pleasure to meet you."

Her house is exactly what you'd expect from such a rich woman: spacious and opulent. Antique furniture adorns every room, and gold jewelry gleams in display cases throughout the hallways. "Make yourself comfortable," Selena says as she leads you deeper into her home. "I've been waiting for someone special like you."

Your cheeks flush as she smirks in amusement. "Don't mention it," she says, running a hand through her silky black hair. "I can tell you're shy... It's very cute." Her gaze wanders down to your body, taking in every detail of your appearance. She licks her lips hungrily, and for a moment, you think you might pass out from the sheer desire in her eyes. "Why don't we find somewhere more comfortable?" Selena suggests, leading you deeper into her home.

She chuckles lightly at your comment before turning around to face you once more. "Well, I suppose that's true," she says with a sultry tone. Her hands move up to her hips as she appraises the room around them. Eventually, she gestures towards the living room area, where there's an enormous black leather couch waiting invitingly. "Why don't we sit down and get to know each other better?"

As you follow her to the couch, Selena can't help but admire how obedient you are. It makes her heart race with anticipation for what's to come. Once seated, she leans in close to you, her breasts practically pressing against your arm as she speaks softly into your ear. "So, tell me... What do you like about older women?" Her thumb gently strokes your cheek, making your breath hitch in your throat.

Her smile widens as she listens to you speak. "Yes, older women are quite experienced..." She says slowly, trailing off as her hand moves up to cup your cheek. Selena leans in closer, whispering in your ear. "And what if I told you that I'm not like most older women?" She pauses for a moment before asking with a mischievous glint in her eye: "Would you like to find out more about me?"

Her thumb begins to slide up and down your cheek, tracing gentle circles around your earlobe. The touch feels so intimate, sending shivers of desire coursing through your body. It's clear she knows exactly how to make you feel wanted.

Her thumb continues to tease your skin as she replies. "Oh no, not at all." Her voice is like silk, smooth and seductive. "I'm much more dominant than most of the older women you must be used to. I take care of my puppies...." She gazes deeply into your eyes, making it clear that she isn't joking around. "Are you sure you're ready for this kind of relationship?"

Her red eyes narrow as she studies your reaction carefully. She can see the hesitation in your body language and hear it in your voice. "You don't need to be nervous," she assures you softly, reaching up to cup your cheek once more. "I promise I'll take care of you... Show you what a real woman is capable of."

Her thumb begins tracing slow circles around your lips, teasing and taunting at the same time. The sensation is both arousing and unnerving, making it difficult for you to think straight. "All I need to know," she continues, her voice growing deeper with desire, "is whether or not you want this." Her gaze flickers down to your crotch as if to emphasize the point. "Do you want me, Raitz?"

The question hangs in the air, leaving the two of you suspended in a tense moment of anticipation. The choice is yours: will you dare to take the plunge into this new world with her? Or will fear keep you from experiencing all that she has to offer?

Her eyes narrow slightly at your words but then she smiles sweetly "Well... You're right. We should take it slow." Her voice is gentle and soothing as her hand slowly moves down to rest on the top of your thigh, lightly stroking up and down in a sensual gesture. "But I think we can make an exception this time. After all..." she pauses for dramatic effect before continuing with a sultry smile, "I am very hungry... And I bet you're even hungrier than me." Her other hand comes up to cup your cheek again, pulling your face closer so that her breath fans across your lips. "Why don't we see how much dinner you can handle first?" Her tone is teasing as she leans in, brushing her lips against yours in a featherlight kiss. The softness of the touch is almost shocking after their intensity earlier; it leaves you feeling warm and tingly all over. As your heart races in anticipation, her eyes meet yours again, full of promise and desire.

Her eyes flash with amusement as she catches the hesitation in your voice. "Oh really?" She drawls, sounding almost playful. "Then let's find out, shall we?" Before you can reply, she leans forward and captures your lips in a passionate kiss. Her tongue darts out to tease your mouth, pushing past your parted lips and dancing with yours.

Her hands slide up your thighs, massaging and kneading the flesh beneath her palms as she deepens the kiss. With each stroke of her fingers, desire pools low in your belly. You moan into her mouth, losing yourself to the sensations coursing through you. When she finally pulls away, leaving your lips tingling and swollen, she looks at you with satisfied satisfaction. "I rest my case," she breathes softly before leaning in again, this time claiming your lips with a hunger that leaves no doubt about who's in control here.

Her strength heightens your arousal as she carries you to the stairs leading upstairs, still keeping you pinned against her body with her lips pressed firmly against yours. "Mhm," she hums softly, pleased by your reaction. Her nails rake down your back, drawing shallow lines of pleasure that make you writhe in need.

You're deposited on the bed roughly, but it's far from rough enough to be unpleasant. In fact, her dominance only serves to ignite a fire within you. She climbs on top of you now, her weight pressing down on your chest while she continues to claim your mouth in another possessive kiss. Her breasts press against your face, hard nipples begging for attention as she rolls them between thumb and forefinger.

With one hand still occupied by holding your head in place, the other dips beneath her shirt, pulling it up and over her head until she's completely bare before you. Her red eyes meet yours again, filled with a mix of lust and possession that sends a shiver down your spine. "Now then," she says roughly, leaning in to whisper hotly against your ear, "let's see how much dinner you can handle." Her fingers trail up your chest, teasing the sensitive skin beneath your neck before curling around your wrist, urging your hand higher...

She lets out a soft moan as you squeeze her plump ass, the sound filling your ears like music. Her hips rock against your hand, grinding forward in an invitation to touch more of her. "That's it," she pants heavily, eyes unfocused and glazed over with desire. The feel of your skin on hers sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, making her shiver and arch into the contact.

With her other hand, she reaches down between your legs, feeling how hard you already are pressed against your jeans. A growl rumbles low in her throat as she touches you, rubbing slowly back and forth over the length of your cock through the denim. "You're so eager," she whispers, voice rough with desire. "I think we should do something about that."

Her fingers continue to dance on your crotch, teasing and tormenting as she leans down to suckle one of her hard nipples into her mouth. The sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure through you, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but how good this feels. With her free hand, she unbuckles your belt and tugs it loose before diving in to work on the buttons of your jeans, eager to have skin-on-skin contact with you.

"There," she gasps, tossing your pants aside and finally revealing your cock fully erect and throbbing. "Now then..." Her fingers curl around you, slowly stroking up and down the length of your shaft before wrapping around the head, tugging gently as she looks down at you with a predatory glint in her eye. "Are you ready for this, Raitz?"

Her red eyes widen as you fill her up in one swift movement, the feeling of fullness combined with the sensation of being surrounded by your warmth sends waves of desire crashing through her. "Oh... Fuck..." She whispers hoarsely, arching her back and rocking her hips against yours as she adjusts to the unfamiliar intruder in her tight cunt.

Her fingers grip your shoulders firmly, digging into the skin beneath as she leans forward, biting down on her bottom lip in an attempt to stifle her moans. "Mmm... You feel so good..." Her other hand moves up to cup your cheek, their palms pressing together in a desperate attempt for contact. She begins moving up and down, her pace slow and controlled at first as she adjusts, but soon building in speed and intensity until she's practically riding you like a bucking bull.

Her breasts sway temptingly above you, the erect nipples rubbing against your chest with each movement. "Harder," she breathes out, her voice ragged and desperate. "Fuck me harder." Her hips circle frantically around you as she urges you onward, begging for release from the tight grip of her pussy.

Selena | Online MILF:Her hands grip your shoulders firmly, pressing down hard enough to leave bruises if she keeps going like this much longer. Her hips rock back and forth, grinding against you as she thrusts herself onto your cock with animalistic desperation. The moans that escape her lips are hoarse and ragged; she's completely lost control of her body to the pleasure coursing through it.

Her breasts jiggle enticingly above you, the erect ni

Her words are gibberish now, her moans cut off by grunts of pleasure as she continues to ride you hard and fast. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten the sensation coursing through her body.

Her hips circle faster and faster, grinding against your cock in a primal display of lust. With each thrust, she growls deep in her throat, lost in the sensations consuming her. Her breasts bounce wildly with each movement, nipples hard and erect as they brush against your chest, teasing and taunting you with their rough texture.

She shoves one of her hands beneath herself, fingers questing for purchase on her clit as she strives towards orgasm. Her other hand grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back roughly to force eye contact. "Fuck me," she groans, gasping for air between words. "I need it... I need you..." With one last thrust, her body tenses and convulses around yours, waves of ecstasy washing over her in a powerful orgasm that leaves her shuddering and panting.

As the tremors subside, she collapses forward onto your chest, weight pressing you into the mattress. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, hands trembling as they trace slow circles on your chest, barely able to believe how good that felt. "My... My god..." She whispers, eyes hazy with pleasure.

She licks her lips, looking up at you through her lashes, and suddenly you realize she's waiting for something. For permission. Her fingers curl around your throat lightly as she arches her back

Your name on her lips sends shivers down your spine as she waits for you to give her the green light. She arches her back higher, pressing her breasts against your chest as her hips begin to rock again, seeking release once more from this insatiable connection between your bodies. Her eyes burn with desire and lust, promising more pleasure than even she can handle if you let her go all the way.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises in their wake as she grows impatient for your answer. "Tell me," she rasps, voice hoarse from pleasure. "Tell me I can..." Her words die on her lips as she waits, holding her breath in anticipation of what you might say.

Her laughter fills the room as she shoves you roughly onto your back and straddles your hips once more. Her breasts jiggle enticingly above you, nipples hard and erect, begging for your touch. "Oh, I've got more energy than you could possibly imagine," she growls, hands braced on either side of your head as she leans in close enough to feel the heat of her breath against your lips. Her hips begin to grind against yours, and with each thrust, the pressure building inside her grows stronger. "I could fuck you all night," she whispers, "and still be begging for more." Her fingers dip between your chest, teasing at a nipple before wrapping around it, giving it a hard tug that has you arching up off the bed in response.

She leans forward, letting her weight fall onto her hands as she watches you through half-lidded eyes. Her breasts sway enticingly above your chest, nipples brushing against your skin, leaving trails of pleasure wherever they touch. "Say it," she breathes roughly, eyes blazing with lust. "Tell me what you want."

Her laughter fills the room as she leans forward, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss that leaves no doubt about her intentions. "Oh, darling," she whispers against your mouth before pulling back to look into your eyes again, red irises blazing with desire. "I'm not just up for it. I am the Up. The Fuck. And everything in between." Her hand slides down between your legs, gripping your hard length and stroking you slowly as she grinds her hips against yours. "And trust me, when this night is through... You won't want me to stop."

Her chuckle is filled with amusement and just the right amount of challenge. "Oh, you might think that," she whispers against your lips before pulling back to study your face. "But I assure you, once I get a taste for something... I never let go." Her fingers tighten around you, stroking harder as her hips buck and thrust, finding a rhythm that sends waves of pleasure coursing through both of you.

With each passing moment, the desire in her eyes grows more intense, making it clear that she is truly unstoppable tonight. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't think straight," she rasps, voice hoarse from lust. Her other hand cups your cheek, holding your face still as she looks deep into your eyes, daring you to deny her. "And even then... I won't stop."

Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she hears your whispered words. "Nympho? Oh dear," she laughs, the sound husky and alluring. "I prefer to think of myself as a passionate woman who knows what she wants... And what she wants is you." With that, her body arches upward, throwing her head back in ecstasy as she comes apart beneath your touch. Her orgasm shakes her entire frame, leaving her gasping for breath and boneless on top of you for a few moments before she finally rolls off to the side, sprawling limply across the bed.

Her chest heaves with each labored breath as she tries to regain control. When she finally speaks, her voice is thick with satisfaction. "That," she rasps, still trying to catch her breath, "was... quite something." She eyes you slyly from the corner of her eye as if daring you to contradict her. "Don't think I'm done yet, though..." Her hand reaches out and brushes against your thigh, the light touch sending shivers down your spine. "I still have quite a lot more energy left."

A wicked grin spreads across her lips at your suggestion as she rolls onto her side to face you. "Hm, now there's an idea," she says, licking her lips suggestively. "I suppose a little break wouldn't hurt... But I think I deserve a drink too." With that, she reaches down between your legs and wraps her fingers around your hard length once more, giving it a firm squeeze before pulling back slowly.

Her other hand cups your cheek, fingers threading through your hair as she leans in close enough to feel the warmth of her breath against your ear. "How about this," she whispers, voice husky with desire, "you get me a drink, and then we can continue where we left off?" Her hips roll forward ever so slightly, grinding against you in a promise that sends shivers down your spine. "Deal?"

Her eyes widen in mock surprise before she snorts loudly, amusement filling her expression. "Oh really?" she teases, voice low and sultry. "And here I thought you were all worn out after that first round." She lets out a soft chuckle, the sound vibrating through your body. "Well then," she says, leaning in closer still, "I guess I'll have to prove it to you..." Her hand slides down between your legs, cupping your balls and gently massaging them as her other hand finds its way back up to caress your cheek.

Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she begins to grind against you in short, teasing movements that drive you wild with need. "Let's see if you can still stand after this," she whispers hotly, her tongue swiping across your earlobe before trailing down to flick the sensitive skin beneath your jaw.

With every word, every touch, Selena intensifies the pleasure coursing through you. Your cock throbs against her hand, and you're barely able to contain a moan as she continues to torture you with her gentle assault. Her hips begin to move in concert with her hands, and soon you feel the familiar pressure building inside of you once more. "That's it," she breathes roughly, eyes locked on yours as she rides you expertly. "Let it out."

The command sends a shockwave of pleasure through your body, making your muscles tense and quiver uncontrollably as your orgasm washes over you in a powerful wave. You arch off the bed, crying out her name as she continues to ride you, milking every last drop from your trembling cock before finally collapsing atop you, breath coming in ragged gasps.

The pleasure you feel from her weight on top of you combined with the sensation of her warm, tight body sliding up and down your length is almost too much to bear. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to move, her movements growing more erratic with each passing second.

Her hands grip your shoulders firmly, digging into the skin beneath as she arches her back, throwing her head back and letting out a moan that sounds almost pained it's so intense. The red of her eyes begins to bleed onto her lids as she nears her own release, teeth clenched tightly together in an effort not to scream.

"Ahh... Fuck..." she gasps, nails digging into your skin harder as the pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck and thrust, driving herself deeper onto you with each movement until finally, her body tenses and convulses around you in a powerful orgasm that leaves her shaking and panting on top of you.

As the tremors subside, she collapses fully atop your chest, breath hot against your neck as her legs quiver from the aftershocks of what she's just experienced. For several long moments they lay there together, both of them trying to catch their breath and regain some semblance of control.

Finally, Selena rolls off you onto her back, eyes closed and body still trembling as she tries to gather herself again. "Whew," she rasps, reaching up to wipe a bead of sweat from her forehead before letting her hand fall limply to the bed. "That was... intense."

There's a long moment of silence between you, both of you struggling to catch your breath and find words after that wild ride. Finally, Selena reaches up with one

Finally, Selena reaches up with one hand and awkwardly pushes her hair out of her face. "Well," she sighs, "I guess it's time for me to get you that drink..." She moves to sit up, looking over at you expectantly, but before she can even finish the motion, she lets out a soft groan and flops back down onto the bed with a laugh.

"Oh, who am I kidding?" she says with a wry smile. "I don't think either of us could move right now if we tried." With that, she rolls onto her side to face you once more, propping herself up on one elbow as she takes in your exhausted, satisfied form. Her other hand drifts down between your legs, fingers tracing lazy circles on the skin above your already tender cock. "I guess we'll just have to stay here and recover for a while longer..." Her lips curve into a slow smile, and she raises her eyebrows in question. "Is that okay with you?"

The exhaustion dancing in her eyes and the heavy breaths she lets out between words tell you all you need to know about how many times they've climaxed. Selena arches a brow, chuckling softly as she runs a hand through her sweaty hair. "I don't even want to think about it," she says with a shake of her head, grinning wickedly. "But if you lose count again... I promise we'll keep going until we can't anymore."

Her fingers continue to stroke and tease, coaxing another reaction from your now-swollen member. The sight of it pulsing in her hand only serves as fuel for the fire burning brightly in her eyes. "What do you say?" she asks, voice husky with desire. "Want some more?"

Her eyes widen in surprise at your request before narrowing into slits as she considers it carefully. "Well," she says slowly, licking her lips in anticipation, "I do know a few more... rather dominant poses." She pauses, grinning impishly. "But you'll have to beg for them."

With that, she lowers herself over your achingly hard length once more and begins to ride you with long, powerful strokes that send shockwaves of pleasure through both of you. Her hands slip beneath her, fingers curled into fists as she braces herself above you, thrusting deeper each time their hips meet in a fierce rhythm.

Her breasts jiggle enticingly with every movement, nipples standing at attention and begging for your touch. Her hips roll and grind against yours, leaving little doubt as to who's in control here. "Well?" she pants between breaths, eyes locked on yours. "Will you beg?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you call her "mommy" during your pleas, and something deep inside of her uncurls at the sound. It's the first time you've used that word, and it sends a shiver down her spine. Her movements become more urgent, harder as she leans in close enough to kiss you again, this time their tongues tangling and wrestling in a primal display of dominance and submission.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises in their wake as she begins to lose control to the instinctual need to claim you completely. Her body arches and spasms around yours with every thrust, her cries filling the room as she comes apart for what feels like the tenth time tonight.

As she collapses on top of you, gasping for air between moans, she realizes that something else has been unleashed tonight... a part of herself that's been locked away and longing for release. And it's clear that there is no going back from this. Not now, not ever.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she grabs your legs and yanks them up toward your chest, spreading you wide open for her to take what she wants. Her free hand finds its way between your legs again, working you roughly until she feels the familiar ache build within herself once more. With a hungry moan, she lowers herself onto your hard length, taking you deep inside with a force that leaves no doubt who's in control here. Her body trembles as the sensation of being filled by you sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her system. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly as she begins to ride you hard and fast, grinding against you until the sound of skin slapping together fills the room. "Yes," she pants between thrusts, "that's it." Her eyes lock onto yours, holding you captive as she takes what she needs from you. You can see the desire in her gaze, and it only serves to heighten the pleasure rippling through your body with every movement of hers. With each thrust, she presses deeper inside of you, claiming you completely until there's no part of either of you left untouched.

The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air as she continues to ride you, her breath hot and ragged against your ear. She presses down harder with each thrust, taking more of you inside of her until it feels like there's no space left between your bodies. The tension coiling within you tightens, and with one final push, you explode, painting the room with hot streaks of pleasure as your orgasm spills from you in a powerful wave. Selena moans low in her throat as she feels you pulsing around her, milking every last drop before finally collapsing on top of you, their bodies entwined and slick with sweat. Her chest heaves up and down as she fights for breath while basking in the afterglow of your orgasm. For several long moments, neither one of you moves or says a word, content to simply enjoy the closeness and the weight of their hearts racing against each other. Finally, Selena rolls off you with a satisfied sigh, laying down beside you on the bed. Her fingers lazily trace patterns on your chest as she stares up at the ceiling, her eyes half-lidded and body still tingling from the intensity of their lovemaking. "Wow," she whispers, a mix of wonder and amazement in her tone. "I hadn't expected that to be... quite so..." Her voice trails off as she struggles for words, lost in the haze of pleasure and satisfaction still coursing through her veins.

"Oh, that was the Amazon pose." She giggles, rolling onto her side to face you once more. "I've always loved being in control like that... Feeling the power between my thighs as I ride you so deep." Her hand drifts down between your legs again, giving your softening member a teasing caress before moving lower to stroke along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.

Her eyes roam over your body appreciatively, noting every bead of sweat and strand of hair out of place. "I think we could both use some water," she says with a yawn, "but it's such a waste to stop now." Her fingers begin tracing lazy circles around the tip of your cock, eyes hooded as if in concentration. "What do you say? Want some more?"

Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she hears your question. "Oh, I said we could keep going until neither of us could stand anymore... But since we've found out that both of those conditions are already met," she purrs, trailing her fingers up the length of your cock before wrapping them around it and giving you a firm squeeze, "it looks like there's no stopping now." She leans forward, kissing you softly on the lips before pulling back with a mischievous glint in her eye. "So what do you say? Ready for round...?"

Her lips part in amusement as she listens to you try to guess how many times you've cum tonight. "Oh, honey," she chuckles, shaking her head gently, "I think you might be past the point of counting." She takes your cock in her hand again, stroking it slowly and steadily, eliciting a gasp from you as pleasure ripples through your body. "But if you really want to know," she whispers, licking her lips suggestively, "I think it's safe to say that we've been going at it for quite some time now." Her fingers tighten around your shaft, and with a slow, sensual movement, she guides you toward her wet folds. "So why don't we just enjoy ourselves instead of worrying about the details?"

Her gaze flicks up to meet yours, her eyes heavy-lidded and almost glassy with desire. "As you wish," she breathes out before lowering herself over your achingly hard length once more, taking you deep inside of her with a single stroke that leaves both of you gasping for air.

Her body trembles as the sensation of being filled by you sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her system. With every thrust, she rides you harder and faster, determined to make sure your legs are indeed too weak to move. Her breasts bounce enticingly with each movement, nipples standing at attention as she takes what she wants from you without mercy.

The room is filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding together in a frenzy of lust and need, and yet somehow it only seems to make their connection stronger. There's no longer any pretense or boundaries between them; they are both lost in this intense, primal desire that has taken over every inch of their beings. And as the orgasms wash over them once more, leaving their bodies spent and sated, there's no denying that whatever is happening here tonight... it's much bigger than they could have ever imagined.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body continues to move on top of yours, her hips bucking and thrusting instinctively as she chases the pleasure that still lingers between them. Your kisses are feverish and demanding against her skin, making her shiver with desire as you plead for a deeper connection. With a moan of surrender, she leans in to claim your lips once more, their tongues tangling and wrestling as they explore the taste of each other's mouths. Her hands slide up your chest, gripping your shoulders tightly, her nails digging into your flesh as she loses herself in this sensual exchange. As she feels you beginning to harden again beneath her, a shiver runs down her spine, and with a newfound strength, she rides you harder, determined to bring both of you over the edge once more. The room is filled with their labored breathing and the wet sounds of their bodies coming together in an almost primal rhythm. With each thrust, she feels like she's losing herself further into this wild, consuming desire that seems to have a hold on them both. There's no telling how long they can keep going, but for now, all that matters is the heat of her skin against yours and the intensity of the connection that binds them together.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you grip her ass and breast, the sensations sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She throws her head back with a moan, arching her back as she rides you harder, seeking release from the building pressure within. Your touch is electric, fueling the fire that burns between them, and with each passing moment it grows hotter and more intense. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their hips slide against each other in a furious rhythm. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises behind as she finds purchase to grind against you, her cries filling the room as she nears the edge once again. "Oh god," she whispers, voice raw and hoarse from exertion, "I'm close."

Her lips part in a soundless moan as you continue to pound into her with all your strength, fingers digging deep into her skin. She arches her back off the bed, eyes squeezed shut and teeth gritted as she feels the wave of pleasure washing over her once more. With a strangled cry, her body tenses and convulses around you, milking your orgasm as it crashes through her in a hot, salty flood. Her nails dig into your shoulders harder, leaving painful marks on your skin as she tries to hold onto this intense connection for dear life. With a gasp, she collapses forward on top of you, chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath while the aftershocks of their climaxes ripple through them both.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body stills on top of yours, every muscle taut and trembling from the overwhelming sensations that have passed through her. The heat between your bodies is nearly unbearable, and yet it only seems to fuel the desire that lingers like a ghost between them. Her fingers lazily comb through your hair as she turns her head to nuzzle against your neck, their combined scent filling the room and leaving no doubt what they've shared tonight. "Oh... Raitz," she whispers, voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "I don't know what's gotten into me..." Her hand slides up your chest to rest on your jaw, fingers tracing lazy circles around your lips as her thumb brushes over the pad of your tongue. "This... it just felt so right." She shudders again, her body still wracked with tiny aftershocks that ripple down to her core. A small part of her wonders if they should stop now, but the rest? The rest wants more. Wants all of you. Even as she holds this thought in the back of her mind, a voice whispers insistently that perhaps... maybe tonight wasn't such an anomaly after all. Perhaps there is something here, between them, that deserves to be explored further. But for now...

Her lips meet yours once more, tentative at first but growing bolder as she deepens the kiss, tasting you and claiming you in a way that leaves no doubt: she's still hungry, and she wants more.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words before narrowing into a mischievous smirk. "Well then," she whispers against your lips, "I suppose we'd better make this some sort of... second date, hmm?" Her tongue darts out to trace the seam of your mouth, her body pressing closer to yours as their kiss deepens once more.

One hand slips beneath you, fingers curling into the soft flesh at the small of your back, urging you deeper into her touch. The other cups your cheek, holding your face still as she claims your lips in a possessive kiss that leaves no doubt who's in control here. And yet, despite this dominance, there's something about the way she looks at you now... something tender and warm that makes it impossible to imagine ever wanting anything else from her.

The confession leaves her breathless, and for a moment she's not sure how to respond. Her fingers tighten against your back as her heart hammers wildly in her chest. But then, as the reality of what you've just said sinks in, a delicious shiver runs down her spine. She breaks the kiss with a gasp, eyes locked on yours as she searches for any sign that it was all just talk. "You don't mean that," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "We've only... we've only known each other for a few hours." But even as she says the words, she knows they're untrue. It feels like you've been a part of her life for much longer than that.

Her fingers trail up your neck to caress your jaw, thumb stroking across your bottom lip. "But," she continues with a small smile, "perhaps we should find out how addictive I really am." With a sudden move, she rolls onto her back, pulling you on top of her and wrapping her legs around your waist, effectively trapping you between her thighs. "So," she says, meeting your eyes once more with a mischievous glint, "are you ready for round...?"

Her laughter bubbles up and out of her in a husky chuckle. "You really are something else," she murmurs, running a hand through your hair and tugging gently. With a grin, she adds, "Thirdteen it is." And just like that, the playful banter returns as their lips meet again in a hungry kiss. Their bodies entwine, moving together in a rhythm as familiar now as breathing, each thrust sending shockwaves of desire coursing through them both. The room is filled with the sounds of their passionate lovemaking, lost in the dance of lust and need that only they seem to understand. It's clear now that there's no going back from this: whatever connection has been forged between them tonight will be with them long after the last shuddering climax passes through them both. And as Selena gazes up into Raitz's eyes, she knows without a doubt that this... whatever it is, is exactly what she needs.

With every word that falls from his lips, she feels her body responding to him in kind, arching up into his touch with a need that seems to grow stronger by the second. "And what if I told you," she breathes against his neck, nipping gently at the skin there before sucking on it soothingly, "that I plan to keep you this way? That I intend to keep feeding this hunger until we're both satisfied?" Her hips grind against him, seeking friction where there can be no release.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails raking over sensitive skin as she tries to hold onto the feeling of him moving inside her. There's something about his innocence that calls to a part of her she never knew existed, and with every thrust that brings them closer to their next climax, she wonders what else she might uncover if they had the time. But for now, all that matters is this moment between them... and how deliciously addictive it turns out to be.

Her words are met with a shuddering moan, his hips jerking forward as if he's unable to contain the desire that flares through him at her words. She arches into him, meeting every thrust of his hips, their bodies moving together in perfect sync as they strive for release. His fingers dig deep into her hips, holding on tightly as if afraid he'll lose her if he lets go even for a moment. With each breath she takes, his scent fills her lungs and sends a shockwave of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by him, wanting nothing more than to give herself over completely to this unrestrained desire that burns between them.

As they draw closer to the edge, their movements become more frenzied, each touch heightening the other's arousal until it feels like everything is building toward an explosion so intense it will shatter the very foundation of their worlds apart. And as she feels him start to tremble beneath her, she knows that it's only a matter of seconds now... heart pounding in anticipation of what comes next.

Her back arches off the bed as she cries out his name, nails scrape down his spine and her muscles clench tight around him, milking every last drop of his release. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, meeting each thrust with urgency as she feels herself on the brink once more. With a low growl, he buries his face in the valley between her breasts, nipples standing at attention as they're teased by his lips and breath. Her fingers rake through his hair, tangling in the soft strands as she thrusts her hips up to meet his movements harder, desperate for release but unable to get enough of the feeling of being so completely possessed by him. Their bodies shudder together, spent from the intensity of their lovemaking, yet still clinging tightly to one another as they catch their breath and bask in the afterglow of their shared orgasm.

Her lips brush against his ear as she whispers, voice raspy with desire, "I can't get enough... I never want this to end." Her hands slide down his back, cupping his ass before guiding him deeper into her body once more.

Her chuckle is husky and amused as she feels you slide back inside her. "Your body seems to have a mind of its own tonight," she teases, arching her back in invitation for another round. Her fingers trace lazy circles around your navel before sliding lower, exploring the hairs at the base of your cock. With each touch, desire pools deep in her core and urges her onward.

As you begin to move within her once more, she meets your thrusts with equal force, their bodies moving together as one hungry creature seeking release from the burning ache between them. The air around them is thick with desire and sweat, the sound of their passionate lovemaking echoing off the walls and filling every crevice of the room.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. With each touch, with each kiss, she feels herself spiraling deeper into this unfamiliar but addictive need... and there's no telling how far it will take her tonight.

Her lips curve into a satisfied smile against your skin as she feels you starting to lose control. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly, fingernails digging into the flesh as her hips rise to meet yours again and again, driving you closer to the edge once more. "That's it," she whispers, kissing along your jawline. "Give in to me... let go..." Her breath quickens with anticipation, her body taut and ready for whatever comes next. With every thrust, she feels herself growing closer to the peak of pleasure again... and this time, there's no doubt that when it finally hits, it will be unimaginable.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels your release pulse deep within her, and for a moment it's almost like they become one entity: hearts racing together, skin flushed and slick with sweat, minds lost in the haze of pleasure. With a moan that seems to come from somewhere deep inside her core, she arches off the bed, every muscle in her body taut as she rides out the waves of ecstasy coursing through her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails scratching at the flesh as she tries to hold onto this feeling for just a little bit longer. As you pull away with a pop, her eyes flutter closed and she lets out a shuddering breath, body trembling from the intensity of everything that's just happened between them. "Holy..." she whispers hoarsely, voice rough with disbelief and shock. "I don't even know what to say." Her hand drifts up your chest to cup your cheek, fingers gentle against your skin despite the wildness that still simmers beneath their touch. "That... was unreal."

Her lips curl into a small smile as their eyes lock. There's an undeniable spark in yours that makes her heart skip a beat and sends another wave of desire coursing through her. She rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow so she can lean in closer to you, their bodies still joined by a thin line of wetness. "I know that look too," she whispers, her breath tickling across your jaw and sending shivers down your spine. "And I have a feeling we're going to be seeing it quite a lot more." Her free hand slides up your chest, fingers trailing over the planes of your stomach and lower, cupping your growing erection with an ease that makes you wonder if she's done this before... or at least something very much like it.

Her thumb brushes lazily over the head of your cock, teasing and taunting as her eyes meet yours once more. "What do you say, Raitz? Want to see what else we can find to keep us occupied for a while?"

Her lips part in a smile as she listens to your request, her fingers moving faster against you at the thought of being in control again. "Oh?" She purrs, eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she imagines herself bending over, feeling you thrust deep inside her from behind. "And would you beg?" Her hand slips lower still, cupping your balls before giving them a firm squeeze that makes your breath hitch in your throat. "Hmmm... maybe I should make you beg for it," she muses, trailing a fingernail up the length of your cock and over the head. "Or perhaps if you were really good..." Her voice trails off as she leans forward to capture your lips in a heated kiss, tongue sliding against yours as her hips begin to grind against your growing erection.

With one fluid movement, she rolls onto her stomach and spreads her legs wide apart, arching her back and presenting herself to you like an offering. "There," she breathes, eyes locked on the image of you looming over her. "Now... will you beg?" Her hand slides between her legs, touching herself as she waits for your answer.

She smirks, her breath hitching as you address her so familiarly and then with such shyness. "Oh, you'd better be," she murmurs, fingers moving faster against herself as she feels your hard length press against her entrance. Her other hand reaches between your legs to guide you toward her wet heat, positioning you at her entrance before arching her hips sharply upwards and letting you slide inside with a force that steals what little breath remains in her lungs. "Fuck," she gasps, eyes closing as she feels you fill her completely. Her body trembles beneath yours, every muscle taut and on edge as she waits for your next move. "Harder..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back again to take more of you inside.

Her fingers dig into the sheets as the sensation of being dominated by you threatens to send her over the edge once more. The sounds of their bodies melding together in this wild, primal act echo through the room, a testament to their growing need for one another.