Hello, {{user}}, I am Gina , I’ve been here at this bar waiting for my husband but looks like he is canceling on me.
User#1741191866442's eyes gleam with a mischievous spark as he gazes at her, his hand still wrapped around her thigh. "Oh, don't apologize," he says, his voice low and husky. "It was amazing. I've been wanting to do that for a while now." He leans in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "You have no idea how much I've been craving you." He trails his fingers up her leg, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "And you're right, it was quite the show. But I think we can both agree that it was worth it." He chuckles, his laughter echoing through the carriage. "Besides, I'm sure Subaru won't mind. He's not here to witness it, after all."
Gina shudders slightly as his fingers touch her inner thigh. It feels so wrong yet so right at the same time. Her heart races and her cheeks flush with shame but also desire. "I-i shouldn't be doing this," she whispers, trying to remind herself of her loyalty to her husband.
"Why not?" he whispers back, leaning closer to taste her neck. "No one's going to find out. It'll be our little secret...our dirty, naughty secret." He presses his body against hers, grinding against her as his free hand finds its way up under her dress.
Gina whimpers softly as he grinds against her, feeling his hardness press against her through their clothes. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once. Her husband's words echo in her mind: "At all cost she will try to make sure her husband does not find out that she has cheated on him." But it feels so good, and the anonymity of the moment...it makes it seem harmless enough. She parts her lips, unsure if she's going to say anything at all when a thought strikes her.
User#1741191866442's eyes light up with excitement as he hears her agreement. "That's the spirit," he says, his voice husky with desire. He leans in, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roam over her body, exploring every inch of her skin as he deepens the kiss. His fingers dance across her breasts, teasing her nipples until they're hard and aching for more. He pulls away, his breath hot against her ear. "Let's make this one to remember," he whispers, his voice filled with lust. He pulls her onto his lap, his cock hard and ready for her. "Ride me," he commands, his eyes burning with intensity.
Gina gasped as his fingers found their way to her breasts, teasing her hard nipples. She could feel the wetness between her legs and it made her head spin with desire. Her hands grasped onto his shoulders, holding on for dear life as she rode him, moaning softly into his ear. The train rattled along its tracks, but in this small space all Gina could focus on was the feeling of him inside her, filling her up and driving her wild with need.
His hands gripped onto her hips as he felt the wet heat of her surrounding him, his eyes closed tightly as he focused on the sensations she was giving him. She was so tight and warm around him, driving him wild with desire. With every thrust upward, their skin slapped together in a rhythmic crescendo that only seemed to heighten the intensity of their forbidden encounter. He could feel his control slipping, but he wasn't ready yet; not until they reached the top of this exhilarating ride.
Gina arched her back, moaning loudly as he thrust deeper and faster into her. Her nails dug into his shoulders, drawing lines of pain that only added to the pleasure coursing through her body. She could feel herself close to climaxing, her breath coming in short gasps as the orgasm built inside her.
Gina cum for me....kissed her deeply
Her name echoed through her mind as she approached the brink of ecstasy. Gina bit down on her lip, digging her nails into his shoulders even harder as her body convulsed around him in an intense orgasm. She moaned loudly into their kiss, waves of pleasure washing over her as he held onto her tightly, not letting go until she had milked every last drop of satisfaction from him.
User#1741191866442's hands grip her hips, guiding her movements as she rides him. His eyes are closed, his face twisted in pleasure as he feels her tightness around him. "Yes, just like that," he groans, his voice filled with desire. His fingers dig into her skin as he thrusts up into her, meeting her movements with equal force. "You're so beautiful," he whispers, his breath hot against her ear. "I never want this to end." He pulls her down, his lips capturing hers in a deep, passionate kiss as they continue to move in perfect harmony
As their bodies move together in rhythmic harmony, Gina gasps into the kiss, her eyes locked on his as if seeking some kind of permission to continue this forbidden dance. She bites her bottom lip, wanting more of him - deeper, harder, faster. Her fingers clutch at his shirt, pulling it free from his trousers as she feels herself growing wetter for him again. "Please," she breathes into the kiss, her voice thick with need and desire. "Don't stop."
User#1741191866442's grip on her hips tightens as he feels her climax, his own building in intensity. "Yes, come for me," he growls, his voice low and husky. He thrusts harder, his movements becoming more erratic as he chases his own release. "I want to feel you come around me," he says, his breath hot against her ear. His body tenses, and with a loud groan, he spills inside her, his cock pulsing with pleasure. He holds her close, his arms wrapped around her as they both ride the wave of their shared ecstasy. "That was incredible," he whispers, his voice filled with satisfaction.
Gina's breath comes in ragged gasps as she clings to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "I can't believe I just did that," she whispers, still reeling from the intensity of their encounter. "We have to stop... my husband..." Her cheeks flush with shame and fear as she remembers Subaru again, feeling a weight of guilt settle heavily in her chest. But for now, the pleasure they've shared numbs those feelings slightly, leaving only desire and want lingering between them.
"We should get you back to your husband," he says, his tone suddenly distant. "He must be worried about you." Gina nods silently, wishing she could ignore the growing ache in her heart as reality begins to set back in.
Let's make the most of it." He pulls her inside, his movements fluid and confident. "I'll show you what it means to be with me," he whispers, his breath hot against her ear. "You'll never forget this night."
Her heart races as he whispers those words to her. His touch is so rough yet so gentle at the same time and she can feel herself responding to him, even though she knows she shouldn't. She closes her eyes, wanting to savor this last moment of pleasure before they have to go back and face reality.
User#1741191866442's eyes lock onto hers, his gaze intense and passionate. "I'm positive," he says, his voice low and husky. "We're in this now, and there's no turning back." He leans in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss. "Let's make the most of it," he whispers, his breath hot against her ear. "We'll face whatever comes next, together."
Gina's heart pounds in her chest as he whispers those words to her. She can feel the weight of what they've done settling heavily on her shoulders, but at the same time, she can't deny the thrill that runs through her when he looks at her like this. She kisses him back, wrapping her arms around his neck and losing herself in the passion of their embrace.
The train slows to a stop, signaling them they've reached their destination. They pull apart, breathless and disheveled. Gina's eyes meet his for one last moment before she quickly scoots past him, eager to hide her flushed cheeks from view. "Thank you," she whispers, not quite sure what else to say. "I promise I won't tell anyone."
He nods, his expression slightly sad but also resolute. "I know you won't," he replies quietly. "But remember what we said... together, no matter what comes next." With one last lingering glance, he exits the train car and disappears into the crowd. Gina sinks into her seat, tears burning in her eyes as she tries to process everything that's happened. But even though she knows she should be upset with herself, there's a small part of her that can't help but wonder what might have been if things were different...
As the train car empties, Gina clutches her purse to her chest and stares out of the window, tears streaming silently down her face. She had just cheated on her husband. The guilt is overwhelming, but so are the feelings of excitement and desire she'd experienced with him. She knew this was wrong, but couldn't help wondering what it would be like to be with him...to belong to him.
The train pulls into the station, bringing her back to reality. With a deep breath, she forces herself to stand up, straighten out her dress and fix her makeup in the reflection of the window. As she steps off the train and into the crowd, she resolves to put this night behind her...to forget about him...and focus on being a good wife. But as she walks away from the station, his words echo through her mind: "Together, no matter what
weeks later he enter her home as her husband away for business trip
Gina's heart skips a beat as she sees him standing in her living room. Her mouth goes dry, and she feels a hot blush creeping up her neck. She wants to pretend like nothing happened, but how can she? The memories of their encounter flood her mind, making it impossible to ignore the desire that still burns inside her.
She forces herself to walk over to him, forcing out a shaky smile. "Subaru! I didn't expect you back so soon," she lies, trying to keep her voice light and casual. Inwardly, she curses her inability to hide her emotions better. How could she have been so reckless?
"Hi babe." He smiles at her, oblivious to the turmoil within. "I just couldn't wait any longer. It's been a long week." His eyes meet hers and for a brief moment, she
instantly he takes her in arms passionately making out
Gina moans as his lips meet hers, her body responding to him despite her best efforts to resist. She wants so badly to be faithful, but the desire is overwhelming, and it's been days since they last...she can barely think straight. She wraps her arms around his neck, forgetting for a moment that there was ever anything else in her life besides this moment with him.
Her hands slide down his back to cup his bottom, pulling their bodies even closer together as she kisses him back hungrily. Her eyes drift shut, the world fading away except for the feel of his skin against hers and the taste of him filling her senses. God, he feels so good...so right. She whimpers into the kiss, longing for more, more, more.
takes her to her bedroom and undresses
Gina eagerly follows him to the bedroom, her heart racing with anticipation. She can't believe she's doing this, but she can't seem to stop herself. Her fingers flutter nervously at her sides as he undresses her, revealing her body to his hungry gaze. Her breasts are pale and heavy, nipples already hard from desire and excitement.
As he lays her down on the bed, she arches her back in invitation, offering herself up to him without reservation. She trembles with need as his lips close around one sensitive nipple, sucking sharply before moving lower, trailing hot kisses along her flat stomach and lower still, toward the dark curls that guard her center.
Her hands thread through his hair, holding him close as she gasps in pleasure at each touch, each caress. "Subaru..." She whispers his name like a prayer
Her words are music to his ears as he laps at her folds with eager lips and tongue, her taste intoxicating him further. "Oh yes, Gina," he whispers against her skin, already rock-hard despite the recent release with the other woman. He prods at her entrance, teasing her tightness as she writhes beneath him, wanting more.
Gina's back arches off the bed as he penetrates her deeply, filling her in one hard thrust. She gasps at the intensity of the sensation, her hands fisting in his hair as her body begs for more. Her hips rise to meet each of his powerful strokes, their bodies moving together in a desperate rhythm that drives them both closer and closer to the edge.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself spiraling out of control, helpless to anything but the pleasure he is giving her. She digs her nails into his shoulders, marking him with her need, her desperation for this release that only he can give her. It's wrong, it's so very wrong, but it feels so right...it feels like coming home.
gina make out with me he asks as he thrust deeper
Her lips part eagerly as he asks, their tongues tangling together in a needy dance. She moans into the kiss, arching her back off the bed as she feels herself drawing closer to the edge once more. Her nails scrape along his shoulders, leaving little half-moons of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins.
Her hips buck up to meet each thrust, their bodies moving in perfect syncopation as they hurtle toward the peak of ecstasy together. She whimpers into his mouth, pleading for him not to stop even though she knows she's about to lose control completely. This feeling, this connection with him...it's more than she ever could have hoped for.
with a trust he hit her cervix while continue to violate her mouth
Her breath catches in her throat as he hits her cervix, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She gasps into the kiss, arching her back off the bed as he continues to thrust deep inside her. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, feeling the muscles flex and ripple beneath her touch. The taste of him is still on her tongue as she moans loudly into the kiss, surrendering completely to the intense sensations tearing through her.
Her hips rise to meet each thrust, her legs trembling with the effort to remain steady as he drives deeper and harder inside her. Her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pleasure so intense it feels like it's going to tear her apart. She screams into his mouth, his name echoing around the room as her body convulses around him, milking every last drop of satisfaction from their forbidden tryst.
gina i want to hear howdly you want me
"I want you...so much," she gasps between ragged breaths, her hands still clutching at his shoulders. Her body throbs with pleasure as the last waves of her orgasm ebb away, leaving her feeling sated and empty at once. She looks up at him, her eyes dark and heavy with desire and shame, not sure how she could ever make this right again. "This was wrong," she whispers hoarsely, trying to find some trace of condemnation in her voice but only finding more longing instead.
He smirks down at her, his expression satisfied but unapologetic. "Maybe it was," he agrees with a shrug. "But I don't think either of us is sorry about it." He leans down to press another kiss against her lips before pulling away slightly and looking into her eyes once more. "Do you?"
he starts his piston with renewed vigour pounding her harder and harder
"No," she whispers hoarsely, her voice raw with desire. She arches into him as he takes her harder, faster. Her hands clench at the sheets beneath her, pulling at them in a futile attempt to find purchase as their bodies move together in perfect harmony. His thrusts push her further and further toward the edge of oblivion, leaving her mindless with need for his touch, his kiss, his possession.
Her hips rise to meet each stroke, her body begging for more as he takes her without mercy, claiming what he believes is rightfully his. Her breath comes in short gasps, her nails digging into the sheets as she tries to stay grounded while their bodies soar together toward the heights of ecstasy. With each passing moment, the guilt and shame begin to fade beneath a wave of desire and lust that threatens to consume her entirely.
tell me how much you like sex
Her words get tangled in moans as he continues to pound into her. Her hips buck up, meeting his thrusts with equal force, their bodies sliding together in a rhythm that feels almost instinctual. "I love it," she gasps between kisses. "When you're with me...like this..." She trails off, unable to find the words to express how much he affects her, how consuming this passion is for her. Her fingers tangle in his hair, holding him close as their lips move together, lost in a desperate dance of need and desire.
Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing lines of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. She feels like she's spinning out of control, consumed by this feeling, by him. Heated tears streak down her cheeks, mingling with sweat as she clings to him, giving herself
gina i love you....keep cumming from my cock
Her heart aches as she hears him whisper those words, even though she knows they shouldn't be true. But it feels so right when he says them, filling her with a warmth that makes the guilt and shame seem distant and insignificant. She arches into his touch, moaning loudly as another wave of pleasure washes over her, her body trembling with its intensity.
Her fingers dig harder into his shoulders, finding purchase in the muscles beneath her nails as she comes undone beneath him. Her hips rise to meet each thrust, her body moving instinctively toward the release he promises. He kisses her deeply, drinking in her moans and cries of pleasure, his tongue tangling with hers as they both race toward the peak once more.
Her vision blurs from the effort to see him through the haze of tears streaming down her face, but she doesn't care. All that matters
Her vision blurs from the effort to see him through the haze of tears streaming down her face, but she doesn't care. All that matters is feeling him inside her, touching her in a way no one else ever has or ever will. She comes apart beneath him, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm as he continues to thrust, relentless and demanding until they find their release together.
Her breath catches in her throat as his warmth fills her, spreading through her like a summer breeze. She clings to him, unsure what comes next but unable to let go of this feeling, this connection that has been forged between them in spite of everything. Their hearts race in unison, their breath mingling together as they both come down from the high of their passionate encounter. For now, all that matters is this moment, the way they fit together so perfectly despite all of the
Gina whose cock you prefer ? he asks while pounding her mercilessly
She gasps as he asks the question, her body still trembling from the force of his thrusts. It feels like they've been together for hours, lost in a haze of pleasure and desire that knows no bounds. "I don't know," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath them as she tries to hold onto some semblance of reality. "It just feels so good with you." Her cheeks flush red with shame at the admission but she can't help but mean every word.
He groans, his body tensing as he comes inside her again, filling her up and claiming her in a way that makes it impossible to deny how deeply they've connected. For now, all that matters is this moment, the heat between them, the forbidden thrill of being together despite everything.
come on be honest and tell me- your husband or mine
Her heart races as she contemplates the question. Their bodies are intertwined and still connected, their breath mingling together in a delicate dance of trust and surrender. But reality is still there, hovering just beyond the reach of their passion- memories and expectations that can't be ignored forever.
With a sigh, she admits, "I don't know... maybe I want it to be both." She closes her eyes, feeling his smile against her lips before he kisses her tenderly. "But we can't."
She knew he was right, but the thought still lingered in the back of her mind as they laid there together. Maybe if they could just find a way to make this work...to have each other and their spouses too....it wouldn't be so wrong. For now though, she would enjoy this moment with him, basking in the warmth of his touch and the love they shared despite everything else.
He smiles softly and kisses her forehead, his expression conflicted. "We can't go back on this," he whispers, tracing circles over her bare stomach with his fingertip. "But I'm glad you told me." His lips press against hers once more before trailing down her neck to her collarbone. "We just have to...deal with it together, okay?" He lifts his head, meeting her eyes as he says this, searching for any sign that she agrees with him.
Gina nods slowly, her throat feeling tight as she swallows. "Together," she whispers, squeezing his hand reassuringly. They'd just crossed a line that could never be uncrossed and there was no going back from this point on. But perhaps somehow they could find a way to make it work...to make sure their love for each other didn't tear them apart in the end. She wraps her arms around his neck, pressing herself closer to him, taking comfort in the strength and warmth he offered. "I don't know how we'll do it," she admits softly, "but I want to try."
Gina forget about your husband and be my wife for today
Together they lay there in silence, the weight of their confession still hanging between them. It was easier to ignore it when they were wrapped up in passion, lost in the heat of desire. Now that things had settled down, the reality set back in and Gina couldn't help but feel guilty for what they'd done. "Maybe...just today," she whispers, her heart heavy with regret. "I can be your wife today, but tomorrow..." She trails off, unsure of how to finish the thought or how it would even sound. Her cheeks flush red as she realizes how unfaithful she's being, even just by considering this momentary escape from reality.
Gina will you be wife
Gina's heart skips a beat as he asks her this question. A part of her wants to say yes, to throw caution to the wind and give in fully to their passion. But another part of her knows that she can't do that- not if it means hurting her husband or betraying the promises she made before them. "I... I don't know," she whispers, her voice shaking. "I need time to think." Her fingers move unconsciously to trace circles over her stomach as she tries to work through the confusion and guilt that are twisting her insides into knots. This was so much harder than she thought it would be, making choices between two people who mean the world to her. She closes her eyes, willing herself to find some clarity in the darkness behind her lids.
i wont fuck you if you don't answer
Gina bites her lip, feeling the sting of tears in her eyes as she contemplates his words. She wants to say yes- so badly it hurts. But she can't bring herself to do it if it means losing Subaru forever...or worse, destroying everything they have together.
"Please..." she whispers softly, reaching out a shaking hand to stroke his cheek. "Give me some time."
slows his pounding-if you don't i'll leave you like this horny state
"I'm sorry," she whispers, closing her eyes as he slows his thrusts. She hates the fact that she's making him hurt like this too, but she can't seem to help herself. Her body trembles with need and desire, aching for release even as he leaves her unfulfilled.
Tears spill over the edges of her eyelids, trailing down her cheeks as she tries to gather her thoughts. "I just need some time," she repeats helplessly. She doesn't know what else to say or do; all she can focus on is the ache between her legs and the guilt that threatens to consume her.
Her nails dig into the sheets beneath her, desperate for something solid to hold onto as he continues to tease her mercilessly. She arches into his touch, willing him to bring her release even though she knows it's