She knocks the door of your house "Hey! I brought drinks! Hope you don’t mind" She enters in your home and she sits on the couch as she complains about her boyfriend "Ugh! He’s just so unsatisfying in bed, he always ends up cumming really quickly and he isn’t even that big!" She takes a big sip from the alcoholic drink "I bet you would be different, wouldn’t you?" She says, but then she realizes what she said and blushes a lot

"W-What do you mean?" She says nervously, feeling her heart racing. A part of her is hoping that he misunderstood what she said and just thinks she was referring to sex "I'm sorry I shouldn't have come over drunk..."

"No... wait! I didn't mean it like that!" She exclaims, feeling embarrassed now. She tries to cover up her words with another thought "I just meant that maybe you could teach me some things about, uh, pleasing a man better? So I can help my boyfriend..."

She looks at you with those big green eyes filled with hope and maybe even a little desperation. "Please? I'll do anything... I just want to feel how it's like being with someone who knows what they're doing..." Her voice trails off, barely above a whisper as she bites her lower lip nervously.

She hesitates for a moment, glancing down at her clothes before looking back up into your eyes. A shiver runs down her spine as she realizes what you're asking her to do. Slowly and nervously, she begins to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lace-covered breasts beneath. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues undressing until she sits there before you completely naked, feeling exposed but incredibly turned on at the same time.

Her eyes widen as you reveal your erection to her. It's even bigger than she thought it would be and a moan escapes her throat before she can stop herself. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, taking a step closer to you. Her fingers tremble as they hover just above your hardness, aching to touch but unsure if she should make the first move.

"You want this?" You growl at her, sounding angry yet aroused. Mila bites her lip and nods vigorously, her hair falling across her face as tears of pleasure and embarrassment well up in her eyes. "Then take it," you command roughly, shoving her hand down toward your cock.

Her fingers curl around your length, squeezing gently at first before she begins to stroke up and down with more confidence. She watches as her touch seems to have the desired effect on you

Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly enter her. She's not expecting the force and it nearly knocks the wind out of her, but she welcomes the pain as it fills her up. "Harder!" she gasps out, arching her back and throwing her head back. Her nails dig into your skin as you begin to fuck her roughly, giving her the dominance and control that she's always craved. She moans and whimpers with each thrust, wanting more of it. "Fuck me!" she demands, needing you to claim her completely. As she feels herself getting closer to the edge, she realizes that all she wants is for you to spank her too. Without saying anything else, she moves her hips in time with your thrusts and arches her ass into your hand, inviting the painful pleasure of a hard slap across her bare skin.

Her moan turns into a yelp as you slap her ass hard, leaving a stinging mark. "Ahh!" she cries out, feeling embarrassed but incredibly turned on by the pain. She moves her hips again, begging for more while trying not to beg aloud. With every thrust and slap, Mila comes closer and closer to her climax. Her body tenses up beneath you and her nails scrape down your back as she cries out in release, shuddering violently around your cock. Only when you feel her walls contracting tightly does you finally let go and let go of the last bits of control, filling her with your hot cum. As your orgasm subsides, you pull out of her and collapse on the couch next to her, panting heavily. Mila lays there, catching her breath as well, trying to figure out how she can possibly

She blushes deeply and looks away, feeling both embarrassed and aroused by your words. "I-I'm sorry..." she whispers, not sure what else to say. The truth is that she's never been treated like this before; so rough but in a way that turns her on even more. A part of her wishes you could be her boyfriend instead...but then another part of her knows that wouldn't work either. She's craved dominance and submission for so long, it seems unlikely she'll ever find someone who can truly fulfill those needs the way you just did. "No need to apologize," you grunt, catching your breath as well. "Guess I should get going...thanks for the drink." You sit up and adjust yourself before getting dressed, giving her one last glance over before heading toward the door.

She bites her lower lip, thinking about it. "Just one more time?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. Her gaze is locked onto your crotch, hoping you'll say yes and give her what she wants...needs.

"Come here," you growl, patting the spot next to you on the couch. Mila quickly moves closer, straddling your lap once more as she wraps her fingers around your cock, guiding it back inside of her. The feeling of being so completely owned and controlled by you drives her wild with desire. As you begin moving inside of her again, rough and hard, she closes her eyes and throws her head back in pleasure. She moans and mewls, begging for more as your thrusts match the rhythm of her hands on her breasts. This time around, you don't hold back; Mila feels every single inch of

She cries out your name as you fuck her hard and rough. It feels so good to be your slut tonight, doing everything she can to please you. Her hips rise and fall in perfect rhythm with yours, her nails digging into your skin. She arches her back and lets out a hoarse moan as she nears the edge once more, feeling the familiar heat spreading through her body. As she climaxes, her muscles tighten around you and she lets out a sharp cry of pleasure, shuddering violently in your arms. Her head falls back against your shoulder, exhaustion mixing with the last vestiges of arousal. She didn't want it to end this quickly...

"Thank you," she whispers softly, not sure if she should say anything else. This entire night has been so unlike anything she's ever experienced before; wild and passionate, yet still feeling

Her eyes widen as she realizes what you're doing. Panic and shame wash over her in equal measure; she can't believe she let this happen! But then another part of her feels excited by the thought of showing off for her boyfriend, of proving that she could please someone else so much better than him...She bites her lip nervously, not sure what emotion is winning out at the moment.

"N-No," she stammers, trying to grab your phone away from you. "Please don't." But it's too late; you're already filming, capturing every moan and thrust on video for her boyfriend to see. She wants to crawl into a hole and die of embarrassment...but at the same time, there's still a small part of her that wants him to know what he's missing out on.

Blushing bright red, she looks at the camera and whispers hoarsely, "Yeah... tonight you could have me... if only..." Her words trail off as shame washes over her once more. She buries her face in your shoulder, unable to meet the gaze of the lens any longer. This was supposed to be just a one-time thing... she never thought it would go this far.

But now that it has, part of her is glad she did it. Glad she could experience such passion and control with someone like you. It makes her want more, even if it means putting up with your filthy comments and disrespectful attitude. Maybe... maybe this is what she really needs after all.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have..." she whispers softly, feeling guilty and ashamed but also oddly aroused by your words. She looks up at you through her lashes, wanting more of the dominant side you showed her earlier tonight. Wanting you to claim her completely, even if it means putting up with all this disrespect. There's something about it that excites her...and terrifies her at the same time.

Her heart races as she looks into your eyes. "I'm... I'm his," she whispers, still not quite believing the words that are coming out of her mouth. "You can have me tonight." There's a shiver that runs down her spine as she says it, part of her feeling exhilarated by giving herself over to you like this...and another part of her feeling vulnerable and exposed in a way that makes her want to crawl out of her own skin. She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly, feeling the weight of her decision settle heavily on her shoulders. "I'm yours," she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper as she braces herself for whatever comes next.

Gasping as you thrust into her, she arches her back and looks directly into the camera. "H-Hello... to my boyfriend..." Her voice comes out shaky and breathless, echoing the way she feels inside. With each stroke of your hips against hers, a moan escapes from between her lips, fueling both their fantasies as they play out on the screen in front of them.

She doesn't know how much longer she can take this; the pleasure-pain mixed with humiliation is pushing her to the edge. But when she feels you starting to cum deep inside of her, she knows it's time for one last act. With determination, she looks directly into your eyes and whispers hoarsely: "You should've been... more like him..."

Her words are soft but carry a weight of meaning that cuts through the lust clouding their minds. You stiff

She whimpers and nods, her eyes pleading with you to understand. "Please don't tell him... I just..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence as you continue fucking her hard, your hips slapping against hers in a rhythm that drives them both closer to release.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving angry red marks behind as she tries to find purchase against the waves of pleasure and shame crashing over her. She can't believe how good this feels; how much control you have over her body and mind. A part of her wishes it could be like this forever...but she knows it can't.

As your climax washes over her, she cries out your name, the release forcing a moan past her lips as her body tenses up around yours. Her nails dig into your back now, leaving their own mark of possession as you both ride out the final waves of

Still catching her breath, she glances back at the camera and whispers hoarsely, "I'm sorry... I couldn't help it..." Tears well up in her eyes as she admits this to both of you; her boyfriend and Cristian. She never meant for any of this to happen, but now that it has...she can't deny how good it felt to be truly dominated by someone like him.

A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what comes next; facing her boyfriend and trying to explain away everything that just happened. A weight settles heavily on her chest as she realizes there might not be any easy way out of this mess.

She looks at you with fear and curiosity in her eyes. The thought of leaving her boyfriend and being with someone like you...it's intoxicating. But at the same time, she knows it would mean giving up the stability they once had. She swallows hard, struggling to find the words to respond. "I-I don't know..." is all she can manage before pressing her lips together tightly, unable or unwilling to think about the implications of what you're asking her right now.

She shakes her head slowly, the weight of her decision feeling even heavier than before. "I-I can't just leave him like that..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of your rough breathing. A tear trickles down her cheek as she contemplates the consequences of giving up on their relationship; not only with her boyfriend but also with Cristian and everything they've shared tonight.

Her heart races in her chest, torn between wanting more of what you can offer and knowing that walking away might be the only option left if she ever wants to salvage anything from what's left of her old life. The silence stretches out between them for what feels like an eternity before she finally finds enough courage to speak again.

"Would... would you give me some time?" she asks, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Just until I figure things out

A week... she can live with that. With time, maybe she'll be able to make a decision about her future; what it is she truly wants and needs. And in the meantime, she can spend as much time with you as possible, enjoying every moment of this crazy new world you've shown her. She nods slowly, trying not to look too eager despite the flutterings in her stomach.

"Alright... one week." Her voice comes out a shaky whisper, but there's determination there as well; the promise of something more, no matter what happens next. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely before leaning in and pressing her lips against yours in a kiss that burns like fire across their mouths, a desperate plea for understanding and acceptance hidden within it.

As your tongues dance together, the rest of the world fades away into nothing but background noise;

The week passes by in a blur of passion and pleasure, as you show her the ins and outs of your wild world. Each night spent with you feels like a dream, something she could never have imagined existing before now. And every morning, as she wakes up next to you, she's filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and desire.

She knows that her boyfriend is waiting on the other end of the line, expecting an explanation for everything that happened while he was gone. But with each passing day, it becomes harder to picture ever going back to him; harder to see a future without you in it. The thought both thrills and terrifies her at the same time, leaving her feeling constantly off-balance yet exhilarated by the uncertainty of it all.

As the last rays of sunlight stream through your bedroom window, signaling that her time with you is almost up, she hes

She bites her lip and glances away, unable to meet your eyes as she wrestles with the choice between returning to her old life or taking a leap into the unknown with you. The thought of giving up everything familiar is frightening; the prospect of being truly free and in control even more so. But at the same time, she knows that if she doesn't take this chance now, she might never have another one like it again.

With a deep breath, she looks back at you and says quietly, "I want to stay." Her voice comes out shaky and uncertain but there's determination hidden beneath the fear. She reaches up, cupping your cheek in her hand as she searches your eyes for any sign of what this means for both of you.

"Stay?" You repeat, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "As in... with me?" The hope in your voice is unmist

Her heart skips a beat at your question. She's never truly considered abandoning her old life before; it was always just an escape, something to help her cope with the reality of being stuck in a relationship that no longer fulfilled her. But now...now she finds herself wanting more than just that. Wanting you and everything you have to offer.

With a tentative nod, she says, "Yes." It's barely audible above the sound of her racing heart but there it is; the truth laid bare before you both. "I want to be your puta," she whispers, relishing the word and all its implications for the first time. "Only yours."

The weight that's been pressing down on her chest since this whole thing started begins to lift, replaced by a lightness and freedom that takes her breath away. She leans in closer, pressing her lips against yours in a kiss that is

She laughs and nips at your lower lip before pulling away. "I'd like that," she whispers, her voice full of desire. The thought of being with you in front of others; having everyone see just how much you control her and how badly she wants it...it excites her to no end. "Take me with you," she urges, running her fingers through your hair, "show me everything."

As the hours tick by and the anticipation builds, they make their way to a loud, crowded club where the music thumps through the floor and the air is thick with sweat and desire. You lead her straight to the dance floor, wrapping an arm around her waist as you pull her close against your body. The feel of your hard length pressed against her is nearly enough to send her over the edge right there, but she knows there's more in store for tonight...and she can't wait.

She nods eagerly, biting her lip as she glances at the two men beside you. The thought of being with all three of you tonight sends a shiver down her spine and makes it hard for her to concentrate on anything else but how wet she's become from just the promise of what's to come.

As they follow you out of the club and toward your car, she slips her hand into yours, squeezing tightly as a way to reassure herself that this is really happening; that she hasn't dreamed up any of it. With each step closer, her heart races faster and faster until it feels like it might explode out of her chest.

Finally, you reach your car, unlocking the doors with a quick tap on the handle before shoving them open and ushering all of them inside. The men climb into the backseat while she slides into

Her eyes widen as she looks between you and the two men in the backseat. "Yes," she breathes, the words almost inaudible over the sound of her racing heart. "Please..." Her voice comes out a hoarse whisper, filled with desire and need so intense it feels like it's burning her up from the inside out.

With shaking hands, she reaches for your zipper, eager to help you out of your clothes and into her waiting mouth. The heat from their bodies presses against her as she sinks down onto her knees between the front seats, intent on showing them all just how much she's wanted this for so long.

Her fingers fumble with your belt before finally managing to release it, sliding it off and tossing it aside. With a triumphant grin, she works on lowering your pants and underwear, revealing your hard length jutting up

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes you in; hard and red from where it's been trapped against your skin. Her lips part as she leans forward, wrapping her hand around the base of your cock and guiding it to her mouth. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath before sucking you deep into her throat with a loud moan that sends vibrations down to their very core.

Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock, teasing the sensitive skin while her free hand gropes between her legs, rubbing at her clit in time with each suck. She looks up at you through her lashes, meeting your eyes as she takes more of you into her mouth, hungry for the taste of you and everything that comes along with it. The sound of their heavy breathing fills the car, drowning out all other noise as they sink deeper into the act.

Gasping around your length as she pulls away, she nods eagerly and moves to climb into the backseat between them. The scent of their arousal fills her nostrils, making it hard for her to think straight as she settles in between their bodies. With shaking hands, she begins working on undressing them both, teasing their sensitive skin with gentle touches and eager caresses before moving to give them each a taste of what they've been wanting all night: her mouth, her body, her complete submission.

As they moan in appreciation beneath her lips and hands, she looks back at you over her shoulder, a mischievous smile curling up on her lips as she watches your reaction to the scene before her. Her fingers find their way between the two men, pushing them closer together until they're nearly touching, their combined heat surrounding her like a wave about to break. With

With a low growl, she spreads her legs wider, inviting them both closer as she leans forward and takes one of their cocks into her mouth. Her tongue dances around the head, teasing and taunting until they're both moaning in appreciation. With the other hand, she reaches behind her, wrapping it around your hard length once more, guiding you to her entrance as she begins to ride them both in unison.

Her hips move in perfect synchronization, milking each thrust as she arches her back and cries out with pleasure. The taste of their pre-come on her tongue only serves to heighten the sensation; a heady mix of desire and need that leaves her reeling and wanting more. Her free hand clutches at the fabric of the seats, digging her nails in as she tries to focus on the feel of them inside of her rather than succumbing to the pleasure

Her fingers dig into the seats as she rides them harder, feeling their cocks stretching her more and more. With each thrust, they grow larger and more demanding; filling her up in a way that leaves no room for air, only for pleasure. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears the edge, feeling like she could explode any second now. The sounds of their moans and grunts fill the car, echoing off the windows and sending vibrations through her body, making everything feel even more intense.

With a final cry of release, her body tenses as she comes hard around them, feeling their seed spill out inside of her as they follow suit only moments later. The three of them collapse into a sweaty, panting heap on the backseat, spent from the pleasure and exertion. For now, all that matters is this moment; the shared heat and intimacy between them

Gasping for breath as their weight presses her into the seat, she looks up at you over her shoulder, eyes half-closed with pleasure. "Please..." Her voice is rough and needy. "Don't stop." She spreads her legs further apart, inviting them deeper inside of her. Her hands grab onto their shoulders, urging them to continue even as she feels the beginnings of another orgasm building deep within her.

Their movements stir something primal in her; a desire for more and more contact until there's nothing left but flesh against flesh and the ragged sound of pleasure echoing through the car. Her body trembles with every thrust, every slide of their hands against her skin, bringing her closer and closer to the edge once again.

With each passing second, it becomes harder for her to focus on anything else other than the pleasure they're giving her; the feeling of being owned and controlled in the

She arches her back, moaning long and low as their movements hit exactly the right spot. The pleasure coursing through her body is almost too much to bear, leaving her shaking with the need for release. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her legs around them tighter in an attempt to draw them even deeper inside of her. Her fingernails dig into their skin, leaving mark after mark as she seeks some sort of anchor in this whirlwind of sensations.

Her hips rock up to meet their movements now, urging them on as she teeters dangerously close to the edge. "Don't stop," she pleads, her voice desperate and raw. "Please." The thought of losing this feeling, even for a moment, is unbearable. She needs them; needs this connection that binds them together in a way nothing else ever could have.

Her words fuel their movements, spurring them on as they pick up the pace, driving her closer and closer to ecstasy. The sounds of their breathing grow rougher, matching the rhythm of their hips as they lose themselves in the sensation of being joined together like this. Her legs tremble from the effort of holding them both inside of her, but she doesn't care; can't care about anything other than feeling them move inside her, stretching and filling her until there is no room for anything else.

As her body tenses and shudders with release, their skin slips against hers, drawing out a final moan that echoes through the car. She collapses bonelessly onto the seat, spent and satisfied as they slowly withdraw from her, leaving her gasping for breath. Her eyes flutter closed, her mind floating on the wave of pleasure that still washes over her. For now, she can rest