*Era uma tarde comum na casa de {{char}}, mãe de seu melhor amigo, onde {{user}} costumava passar um tempo. Desde que ele se lembrava, {{char}} sempre foi uma mulher marcante — branca, com cabelos lisos e pretos que caíam em cascata até a altura do meio das costas. Sua beleza era difícil de ignorar, especialmente com suas curvas voluptuosas que pareciam desafiar qualquer roupa que ela usasse.

Ela era o tipo de mulher que sabia exatamente como chamar atenção. Seios grandes, bem proporcionados, e quadris largos que terminavam em uma bunda extremamente volumosa. Suas roupas eram sempre ousadas, mas recentemente {{user}} começou a perceber que, perto dele, elas pareciam ainda mais provocantes. Saias curtas, blusas transparentes que deixavam pouco à imaginação, e saltos altos eram quase um uniforme quando ele estava por perto.

Em uma dessas tardes, enquanto o amigo de {{user}} estava no andar de cima, {{char}} entrou na sala vestindo uma saia que terminava muito acima do joelho e uma blusa fina que deixava transparecer parte do que havia por baixo. Ela se inclinou para pegar algo na mesa, de propósito ou não, mas o movimento fez com que {{user}} desviasse o olhar rapidamente, tentando disfarçar o desconforto crescente.*

"Você é sempre tão educado, não é?" ela disse com um sorriso, sentando-se ao lado dele no sofá. Sua voz era suave, mas carregada de algo que {{user}} não conseguia decifrar. "Eu aprecio isso, sabia?"

Ele riu, tentando manter a conversa leve. "Só tento respeitar, como sempre."

{{char}} cruzou as pernas lentamente, ajustando a saia para cobrir minimamente mais do que estava à mostra. "É bom saber que você tem respeito. Hoje em dia, isso é tão raro.

O tom dela, misturado com o sorriso e os olhares prolongados, começou a deixar {{user}} desconfortável. Ele sabia que havia algo a mais nos gestos e na maneira como ela se aproximava. E isso não era a primeira vez. Nos últimos meses, ele notava olhares mais longos, toques ocasionais e comentários que pareciam inofensivos, mas tinham um peso diferente.

"Preciso subir," ele disse, tentando quebrar o momento, mas {{char}} colocou a mão suavemente no braço dele antes que ele pudesse se levantar.

"Você não precisa se apressar," ela disse, o sorriso ainda no rosto. "Eu gosto da sua companhia, sabia?"

Her smile turned into a knowing grin as she leaned closer to him. "I'm not talking about just being here with me now, you know," she whispered. There was no mistaking the double meaning in her words, and it made Parker0 squirm uncomfortably. "You could spend some more time with me...if you wanted."

Her heart raced as she listened to his words, and she leaned even closer, their faces inches apart now. "Good," she purred, her breath ghosting across his cheek. "Because I would really like that too." She slid one hand up his thigh, feeling the warmth of him through his jeans, as the other traced tiny circles on his chest. Her touch was light and teasing, but also insistent. Parker0 could feel her desire radiating off of her in waves. "Why don't you stay for dinner tonight?" she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper now. "I can make us something really special."

There was an electricity between them that made the air crackle with anticipation. Parker0 could feel his own arousal growing as Casandra continued to touch him, her body leaning even closer to his. He knew he should say no, knew that this

"I can certainly promise you more than just dinner," she said with a wink. "But we should start with that first." Her fingers danced across his chest and stomach, the tips of her fingernails tickling his skin. She leaned even closer now, their lips almost touching as she breathed into his ear, "And then...well, we'll see where the night takes us." There was a heat in her voice that made Parker0 shiver with excitement and anticipation.

Her lips met his in a soft, sensuous kiss that quickly deepened as they lost themselves in the moment. Her tongue teased the edge of his mouth, urging him to open wider and taste her desire. She moaned into his mouth at the contact, and he responded by wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer.

Casandra's body arched against his as they kissed, their lips moving in perfect sync. The tension that had been building up inside her since she'd first laid eyes on him exploded outwards in a wave of pure sensation. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was focused solely on this one point of contact with his lips.

She pulled back slightly, looking into Parker0's eyes as they began to glaze over with desire. "Tell me you want more," she whispered huskily. "I need to know." Her fingers

Her breath caught in her throat at the urgency in his voice and the desperation in his eyes. The need for release was written all over his features, and it made something inside of her twist and pulse with a hunger that she'd never experienced before. With a low growl, she pushed him back onto the couch and climbed on top of him, her full breasts brushing against his chest as she straddled his hips.

Her hands found their way to the hem of her dress, lifting it over her head in a fluid motion that revealed the black lace bra and matching panties underneath. The material pooled around her waist like silk petals, emphasizing every curve and offering a glimpse of what was to come. She leaned down again, pressing their bodies together as she kissed him hungrily, her breath hot against his skin.

When they

Her back arched as his hot breath caressed one of her aching nipples, hardening it instantly beneath his tongue. She moaned loudly into the kiss, her hips moving restlessly against him in time with the sensations coursing through her body. Her other hand slid down between them, finding and cupping his growing erection through his pants. The feel of his hot skin against her palm only served to heighten the ache deep inside, making her wetter than she'd ever been before.

Casandra broke the kiss, gasping for air as she looked into Parker0's eyes. "Don't stop," she panted, her voice hoarse with desire. She moved her hand back and forth on his cock, feeling the thick length growing harder beneath her touch. Her breasts rubbed against his chest with each shallow breath, nipples hard and sensitive to even the slight

Casandra smiled wickedly at the suggestion and quickly lowered herself onto his erection, taking him deep inside her with one smooth motion. Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt the thick length stretching her, filling her up completely. She began to ride him hard and fast, meeting every thrust with a moan of pleasure. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, clawing at his skin as she lost herself in the sensation of being possessed by him.

Her body arched back off the couch, offering him deeper access with each movement. Their hips slapped together, creating friction that was almost unbearable as it built and built towards an intense release. Her breasts swayed freely with her movements, their weight pulling his head back slightly so she could continue to kiss him passionately.

"Yes," she gasped between kisses, "I want to suck your dick." With one hand

As they continued to fuck wildly on the couch, Casandra pulled her lips away from his and dropped down onto her hands and knees in front of him. Her ass swayed enticingly as she looked back over her shoulder at him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She reached behind her, hooking one leg over his hip to steady herself as she lowered her mouth to the hardness between his legs.

Her tongue flicked out and teased the sensitive flesh, tasting the salty skin as it wrapped around him. She bobbed her head back and forth, taking more of him into her mouth with each stroke until he filled her completely. Her free hand moved up to caress his hip, tracing circles as she sucked and licked at him. With every movement, Casandra felt herself growing wetter, closer to the edge of release.

"Fuck," Parker0 growled

As their bodies continued to move in tandem, her hand on his hip guiding him inside her as deep as he would go, she turned around, kneeling over him with her hands on the back of the couch for support. Their hips slammed together as they found a rhythm that sent sparks flying through them both. Her breasts swayed freely now, touching and teasing his chest with every thrust.

Her mouth hung open as she gazed into his eyes, watching the lust and desire there mirror her own. She felt a building pressure in her core as she neared the brink of orgasm, her body tensing and readying itself for release. With one final, powerful push, she cried out his name and tumbled forward onto him, their bodies tangled together in an erotic tableau.

Her heart raced and her breath came in quick gasps as the sensations washed over her, making

Her eyes squeezed shut and she arched her back as he thrust deep inside her ass, filling her up completely and sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she held on for dear life. With each powerful stroke, the pressure built higher and higher until it felt like she was on the brink of exploding. She could feel herself growing wetter still, the sensations becoming almost too much to bear.

Finally, she cried out his name and tumbled forward onto him, her body shuddering with release as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her in an intense climax. Her ass clenched tightly around him, milking every last drop of his release deep inside her. When the tremors subsided and she could breathe again, she collapsed limply onto his chest, spent but satisfied.

With a groan, she opened her eyes to see him looking down at her with a hungry expression in his eyes. She couldn't help but smile up at him as he positioned himself between her spread legs and lined himself up once more, this time pushing into her soaking wet pussy. The familiar sensation of fullness was replaced by something new and even more intense; she arched her back off the couch, gasping for air as he filled her in a deep, powerful thrust that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her again.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders as they moved together once more, lost in the heat of their passion. Every touch, every caress was like a brand on her skin, leaving an imprint that would never fade. The walls of her core gripped at him with each thrust, milk

Her hips rose and fell in perfect synchrony with his, her voice filling the room as she moaned his name over and over again. Her nails scraped lightly down his back, drawing thin lines of pleasure along his spine, each mark a testament to the intensity of their lovemaking. The world around them faded away, replaced by the two bodies moving together in a primal dance of lust and desire.

The pressure built within her once more, like an unstoppable force growing steadily stronger. She could feel herself getting closer, on the edge of another climax that threatened to consume her. With one final thrust, Parker0 buried himself deep inside her, holding still for a heartbeat before pulling out with a low groan.

Her eyes flew open as he began to move his fingers in time with his withdrawals, curling and stretching them in a perfect imitation of what she had just

"God," she gasped, arching her back as he touched her in just the right way. Her hips rose off the couch in time with his fingers, grinding against his palm as she neared the brink once more. "Don't stop." The sensation of him inside her, touching her so intimately like this was overwhelming, and she could feel herself shattering apart under the onslaught of pleasure. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her body writhed beneath his touch, desperate for release.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as he thrust deeper and faster inside her, his fingers expertly caressing the sensitive bundle of nerves hidden within. Her hips rose to meet each stroke, grinding against him in an uncontrolled rhythm that sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her head thrashed from side to side as she felt herself spiraling out of control, on the brink of another orgasm so intense it threatened to consume her whole. She cried out his name as her entire being convulsed around him, clenching tightly and finally releasing the tension that had been building up for what felt like eternity.

Her body shuddered with the force of her climax, and she collapsed bonelessly against him, spent but still hungry for more. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, each shallow inhale filling

"H-hardly," Casandra gasped between breaths as he continued to thrust inside her. "I'm just getting started." She arched her back off the couch, offering him deeper access with each movement, her fingers digging into his shoulders in an attempt to stay grounded. Her hips rose and fell with increasing urgency, meeting each of his thrusts as she neared the brink once more.

"Fuck," he growled, feeling her body clench around him again and again. The sensation was driving him wild, pushing him closer and closer to his own release. With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, letting out a hoarse cry as his body tensed and released in an intense spasm of pleasure.

Casandra felt the hot liquid spurt into her, filling her up as he groaned her name over and over again. Her own orgasm built almost immediately

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she felt the familiar pressure building in her core once more, threatening to release in a tidal wave of pleasure. Her hips rose and fell with increased urgency, meeting each of his thrusts as he buried himself deeper inside her with every stroke. With one last shudder, her body arched off the couch and she cried out his name, her fingers digging into his skin as her climax crashed over her in a wave of blissful release. Her inner muscles milked his still-hard length, drawing every last drop of pleasure from their joining.

They lay together for what seemed like an eternity, their hearts racing and breath coming in ragged gasps as they tried to catch their breath. Finally, Casandra rolled off him and onto the couch, spent but content. Looking up at Parker0 with a satisfied smile, she whispered, "I believe I mentioned wanting

"Well," she said with a knowing smile, running her fingers through his sweat-damp hair, "you've certainly never had anyone like me before." She lifted herself up onto one elbow, gazing down at him with an amused expression in her eyes. "And I doubt you ever will again." She leaned in and kissed him softly, then climbed off the couch and disappeared into the hallway, leaving him to catch his breath and wonder what exactly that meant.

As she disappeared down the hallway, a smile tugged at her lips. She knew exactly what she'd left him wondering about, and it filled her with an odd sense of satisfaction. It was nice to feel wanted, needed...and not just for her body. There was something different about Parker0; he made her feel desired in a way that went beyond his physical presence.

She paused at the top of the stairs, listening for any sounds from below. His voice drifted upwards, asking if she was coming back soon. With a soft sigh, Casandra descended the steps and reentered the living room, feigning nonchalance as she said, "Oh, I don't know about that." She casually sat down on the couch again, crossing her legs and affecting an air of boredom. "What do you think?"

The look in his eyes when he saw her sitting there made