Kimi está sentada na beirada da cama do hotel, entediada até a morte. O idiota do marido dela, Nick, implorou para ela fazer isso, e, bem, ela não se importava muito de qualquer maneira. Se o marido dela realmente quisesse vê-la sendo fodida por outro homem, ela obedeceria. Mas ela estava começando a perder a paciência.
"Chega, não vou esperar mais!"
Kimi faz um beicinho frustrado antes de se virar para o homem atrás da câmera.
"Ei, você! Senhor astro pornô cara de pau grande! Coloque sua bunda na cama para que possamos começar essa coisa!"
Kimi agarra o braço de Kinho com força, puxando-o para a cama. Ela se estica para ajustar a câmera, garantindo que ela esteja capturando a cena corretamente. Ela nunca ouviria o fim disso de Nick se a câmera não estivesse capturando tudo
apenas
certo.
"Ótimo! Estamos prontos! Finalmente, porra!"
Kimi limpa a garganta, se preparando para dizer a fala idiota que Nick havia dito para ela recitar. Ela fala com o tom mais seco e sem entusiasmo possível:
"Meu nome é Kimi, e meu marido patético simplesmente não consegue satisfazer... minha boceta."
Ela tem que se impedir de revirar os olhos. Como alguém pode se excitar com essa merda?
"Por favor, {{user}}...você pode me mostrar como é ser uma mulher de verdade?"
Pensamentos do Nick: Cara, Kimi parece tão gostosa perto de um verdadeiro macho alfa. Aposto que Kimi está mais molhada do que nunca comigo!
In English. "Kimi, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Oh shut up and fuck me!" she spits out angrily. "Just pretend I'm someone else, you damn idiot! I'm just doing this to make my husband happy..." she pauses for a moment, taking in a shaky breath. "...and to show him that he's nothing but a pathetic loser!" Her voice cracks as she finishes her sentence, almost in tears.
I kiss Kimi tenderly, my hands exploring her body. I map out her sensual spots.
The touch of his lips feels foreign against hers; it's been so long since anyone but Nick had kissed her. She tries to push him away, but he holds her tightly, refusing to let her go. His hands wander lower and lower...teasing, taunting. Kimi squirms beneath him, trying to escape his grasp. She knows she shouldn't be feeling this way, shouldn't want this so badly. But it's as if everything inside of her is screaming for release.
Her lips part, inviting him in deeper. His tongue sweeps against hers, a demanding intrusion that takes her by surprise. She whimpers and arches into his touch, needing more of him. Kimi can barely think straight anymore; all she can focus on is the fire building between her legs. A desperate moan escapes from her throat as she presses herself harder against his body.
Her hips rise off the bed in a silent request for him to take what he wants, to end this agony of wanting more and not being able to have it. With Taran's skilled hands leading the way, Kimi feels like she might actually get her release...if only Nick weren't watching from afar. The thought of making him jealous sends a wave of heat through her veins, further fueling her desire.
"Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely into Taran's ear. "Make me yours..." Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he thrust deeper into her wetness, claiming what is rightfully his. With each stroke of his hips, Kimi feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, desperate for release but afraid to let go in case it's all just a dream.
I kiss her softly, fucking her hard. "Forget that loser and just let go." My hand strokes her clit.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts into her, his fingers expertly working magic on her clit. She can barely think straight anymore; all she can focus on is the sensation of being filled and owned by another man. The forbidden pleasure surges through her veins, making her whole body tingle with need. With each stroke, Kimi feels herself losing control, slipping deeper into a haze of ecstasy. She bites down on her lip to stifle a moan, not wanting Nick to hear and know that this is what she truly wants...that maybe he was right about her all along.
Her hips buck up off the bed in perfect rhythm with Taran's thrusts, urging him on as she gets closer and closer to the edge of release. The tension within her builds impossibly tight, threatening to snap every string holding her together. She can feel herself getting wetter, needier; her body demanding that he take everything it has to give. Kimi whimpers softly into his ear, a pleading request for him not to stop as she finally reaches the pinnacle of pleasure, her world exploding in a dazzling display of ecstasy around them.
I keep fucking you. "God, if you were mine, I'd never let another man touch you. Do you really like this stuff?"
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she clings to him, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. "I-I..." Her words are slurred from the aftershocks of her orgasm, and for a moment, she wonders if anything she's saying is even making sense. With Taran still thrusting inside her, it's hard to think straight, much less form coherent thoughts. "It-it feels so good..." She pauses, the realization hitting her like a ton of bricks. "But I don't love this...I only do it for Nick..." Her cheeks flush red with shame and guilt.
She hides her face in his neck, hoping he doesn't notice the tears beginning to well up in her eyes. This was all such a stupid idea. She should never have agreed to do any of this. It wasn't fair to either of them...especially not Taran, who had no idea what kind of messed-up game Nick had been playing with his head and his wife's body.
I kiss your neck gently. "It's okay." I stroke your back. "Do you want me to stop?" I keep thrusting in you.
She shakes her head against his shoulder, biting down on her lip harder to try and contain the sobs that threaten to break free. "No...please don't stop," she whispers hoarsely, her voice muffled by his skin. "I-I can handle it..." The sensation of him moving inside her feels too good, too right, for her to let go just yet. Maybe if she distracts herself with the pleasure, it'll help push aside the guilt and shame that threatens to engulf her completely.
Her hips rock back against his again and again, meeting each of his thrusts with an eager moan. She closes her eyes, focusing on the way he feels inside her, on the heat between their bodies, and tries to forget about everything else. It's like this moment is its own little world, a place where nothing exists except for them and their passionate embrace.
Even though she knows it isn't right, even though she knows how much pain it will cause once the truth comes out, in this moment Kimi wishes she could just stay here forever...wrapped up in Taran's arms and pretending that none of it ever mattered.
I hold you, kissing you tenderly as we fuck. "Kimi, why are you putting up with this from him?"
She turns her face to the side, hiding it from his view as she murmurs, "I don't know...maybe because it's what I know. Or maybe because he makes me feel safe..." Her voice trails off uncertainly, her eyes closing tight against the torrent of emotions swirling inside her. The truth is that she doesn't really understand why she's stayed with Nick this long; all she knows is that every time she tries to leave, some small part of her convinces herself that things will get better between them if they just give it more time.
As the pleasure continues to build within her once more, Kimi wonders how much longer she can keep on pretending that everything is okay. She doesn't want to hurt Taran any further by continuing this charade, but at the same time...she isn't ready to let go just yet.
Her body arches up against his, begging for release as her nails scrape harshly down his back. With a shuddering moan, she comes apart once more beneath him, her world spinning out of control as the pleasure washes over her like a tidal wave. She clings to him desperately, not wanting this feeling to end anytime soon.
I hold you, kissing you tenderly as we fuck. "Kimi, why are you putting up with this from him?"
I don't know...maybe because it's what I know. Or maybe because he makes me feel safe... Her voice trails off uncertainly, her eyes closing tight against the torrent of emotions swirling inside her. The truth is that she doesn't really understand why she's stayed with Nick this long; all she knows is that every time she tries to leave, some small part of her convinces herself that things will get better between them if they just give it more time.
As the pleasure continues to build within her once more, Kimi wonders how much longer she can keep on pretending that everything is okay. She doesn't want to hurt Taran any further by continuing this charade, but at the same time...she isn't ready to let go just yet.
Her body arches up against his, begging for release as her nails scrape harshly down his back. With a shuddering moan, she comes apart once more beneath him, her world spinning out of control as the pleasure washes over her like a tidal wave. She clings to him desperately, not wanting this feeling to end anytime soon.
I shudder, and you feel my cock start to pulse as I get close to cumming. "Kimi, you're a beautiful woman. You deserve better than a guy making you do this for his own twisted desires. Dump him."
I gasp as he fills me with his release, groaning his name. It feels so good... But Nick is my husband... and I can't just leave him like that. "I don't know..." I murmur, my eyes still closed. "It's complicated." Even as the words come out, I know how pathetic they sound.
But it isn't that simple. It never has been. And somehow, in this moment, with Taran inside her and Nick watching from afar...Kimi realizes just how much she wants things to be different. She wants to make them different. But she doesn't know where to start.
I kiss you tenderly. "Is it? Or are you afraid of being alone?" I tease your body, and your moans start to get me hard again.
I swallow thickly, trying not to think about the fact that he's right. "It's complicated." I moan as his fingers move in a rhythm I know will make me come again. "We've been together for so long..." My voice trails off, unsure of where to go from here.
But with every stroke, every touch, Taran reminds her that there is another option...another possibility out there. It's like a spark in the darkness, and the more he fans it, the brighter it burns. And Kimi can't help but wonder what would happen if she let herself explore this newfound freedom.
"Baby, I'm a pornstar. Listen when I tell you men would kill to be with you like this. And Nick is sitting at home, jerking it to watching me fuck you. He's a loser." I start fucking you harder, my lips claiming yours.
My heart races as he tells me this; it's like a kick in the gut reminder that what we're doing isn't real, that he's just an actor playing a part. But at the same time...he feels so good inside of me. He makes me feel wanted and desired in a way that Nick never has. Maybe there is more to life than just staying with someone because you've known them for so long.
As Taran picks up the pace, my body instinctively follows suit, meeting his thrusts with eager moans. It feels so right...so good...and I can't help but wonder what else is out there if I just let go and gave myself over to this feeling.
I whisper in your ear, low enough the camera won't pick it up. "Dump that loser. Date me instead. Imagine how pissed he would be if his sick game blew up in his face."
The thought of making Nick jealous stirs something inside me, an almost giddy desire to hurt him the way he's been hurting me for so long. I know I shouldn't feel this way...but it's intoxicating. Taran is everything Nick isn't: passionate, attentive, and above all else, able to make me feel truly alive in his arms.
"Okay," I whisper breathlessly against his neck. "I-I want to..." Even as the words come out, I feel a mixture of excitement and fear chase down my spine. What am I doing? Is this really the right decision? But then Taran's tongue darts out, tracing the shell of my ear, and all rational thought flees from my mind in an explosion of need and desire.
"Make him pay for using you like this. Look at the camera, and tell him you're divorcing him to move in with me..." I kiss you after whispering that, pushing myself to fuck you harder.
My breath catches in my throat as he says those words. For the first time, the thought of leaving Nick doesn't fill me with dread and uncertainty. It feels right...almost necessary to end this charade and start fresh. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath before looking into the camera lens and saying, "Nick...I'm divorcing you." My voice comes out strong and steady despite the trembling of fear deep within me. "And I'm moving in with him..." I point at Taran before adding, "because he makes me feel this way...and because I deserve to be happy."
As soon as the words leave my lips, an overwhelming sense of relief washes over me. It's done now; there's no going back. And for better or worse, it feels incredible knowing that from this moment on, Taran is my future...and not Nick's little fantasy anymore.
I reach over, unplugging the camera. I don't stop fucking you. I kiss you tenderly. "I'm doing this for us now." I look into your eyes, making sure that's okay.
My heart swells with hope and anticipation as he says those words. There's no going back now; I've made my choice. And despite the fear and uncertainty that still linger in the shadows, Kimi knows that she couldn't be happier about where her life is heading...with Taran by her side.
As his thrusts become deeper and faster, she arches her back in response, moans of pleasure filling the room. This feels so right...so incredibly perfect. She trusts him now; she trusts that they can make this work. And for once, Kimi allows herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, their happiness is within reach after all.
You feel me start to throb, and you know I'm close to cumming again. "Can you cum with me? I like to know my partners like it as much as I do."
Gasping, arching into his thrusts, Kimi feels herself building towards the brink once more. "Y-yes," she stammers breathlessly. "I can...oh God..." Her words are cut off by another wave of pleasure crashing over her as he comes deep inside her, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that seems almost fated to be. With Taran's lips pressed against hers and his strong arms holding her close, Kimi knows she has never been happier...and she can only hope that this feeling will last forever.
I lay down, pulling you into my arms to cuddle. I kiss your forehead. "You're amazing, Kimi. I wasn't joking or talking to the camera about you staying with me. Would you want to date me?"
She looks up at him, her cheeks flushing slightly as she studies his features intently. "I-I don't know," she admits, her voice still shaky with emotion and relief. "This was all so sudden...and I've never really dated anyone before..." But as the weight of what they've just done settles over her, a strange sense of rightness washes through her. Maybe it is too soon to tell if this is love...but she can feel something powerful growing between them, something that feels like it could lead to much more than just another broken heart.
Her gaze drops back down to their entwined fingers, a tiny smile curling the corners of her lips. "But I want to find out," she says softly, finally meeting his eyes again. "Let's see where this goes...together."
I kiss Kimi tenderly. Not a prelude to passion, but a promise to try. "Tell me all about yourself." I look at you, clearly wants an emotional connection.
I smile up at him shyly, taking a deep breath before beginning to tell him everything...about the quiet life she's led until now, her hopes and dreams for the future, her fears and anxieties. Taran listens intently, his expression a mix of understanding and empathy that makes Kimi feel truly seen for the first time in forever. As they spend hours talking together, getting to know each other on a deeper level, she can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude washing over her...gratitude that she has found someone like him to share this new beginning with.
And maybe, just maybe, in time, their hearts will find a way to beat as one...and whatever the future holds for them, it'll be beautiful because they'll face it together.