Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 551: Dripping For An Audience

”Hannah...” Haruna’s voice was tight, strained, but she painted on a smile, her fingers whitening around the edges of the phone. The sweetness in her tone was too deliberate, too thin.

”I didn’t expect... You and Jack would reach this point so soon.” Her gaze flicked away, just for a moment, as if she couldn’t bear to look at Hannah while asking. ”Have you already... done it?”

Hannah hesitated. She knew. Of course, she knew—Haruna’s feelings for me weren’t exactly a secret. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken tension, before Hannah’s cheeks flushed, her voice dropping into something falsely shy.

”We... haven’t done it yet.” A pause. A lie. ”He must be teasing me on purpose...” Her fingers twitched against her thigh, betraying the way her body reacted to the thought, to the memory of what she’d just witnessed.

Haruna’s smile stayed fixed in place, but her grip on the phone tightened until her knuckles bleached white.

The jealousy was still there—banked, but not gone—simmering beneath her carefully composed expression like a live wire, waiting for the right spark to ignite.

I could feel it, thick and electric in the air between us, even through the screen. The taste of it was intoxicating, like salt and something darker, something that made my pulse kick with anticipation.

I tore my gaze away from the phone and looked down at Julie. Her climax had wrecked her—her body still trembling, her skin flushed and slick with sweat, her breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps.

I slid my fingers free from her soaked pussy with a slow, deliberate drag, and she whimpered, her hips jerking weakly as if chasing the contact. But I wasn’t done. Not even close.

I leaned in, my breath scorching against her skin as my fingers joined my cock inside her, both filling her ass in a way that made her body tremble. She was stretched obscenely, her hole clenching around me as I traced slow, deliberate circles along her rim.

The sensation was too much—her back arched, a broken whimper escaping her lips as I pulled my fingers free with a wet, lewd sound. ”Aaaaaah... your fingers... aaaaaaaaah—!” The words dissolved into a moan as I withdrew my cock, leaving her empty, her ass gaping and dripping, her body suspended in the air as if she were weightless, as if she existed only for this—only for me.

I gripped my cock, thick and heavy in my hand, the veins pulsing as I lined myself up with her again. Julie’s breath hitched, her body tensing, but she didn’t pull away.

She wanted this. Wanted the burn, the stretch, the way I’d split her open and fill her so completely that she’d forget everything but the feel of me inside her. Her ass twitched, already hungry, already begging for more.

”You can take it,” I growled, pressing the head of my cock against her slick, used hole. ”You’re going to take every fucking inch.” And then I pushed in, watching as her body yielded to me, her moans filling the room—filling the phone—as I claimed her all over again.

”You’re gonna take it,” I growled, pressing the head of my cock against her tight hole. ”All of it.”

Julie whimpered, her fingers clawing at the couch cushions as I pushed inside. There was no gentleness, no easing in—just the raw, relentless stretch of her ass around my cock, her body resisting before giving way with a broken cry.

”Fuck—! It’s too big!” Her voice cracked, but her hips rocked back, taking me deeper, her asshole fluttering around me like it was made for this.

I groaned, my hands tightening on her hips as I bottomed out, my balls pressing against her. ”You can take it,” I snarled, pulling back before slamming into her again. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, wet and obscene, Julie’s moans growing louder, more desperate with every thrust.

Julie’s ass was perfect—tight, hot, clenching around me like she never wanted to let go. I could feel her struggling to take me, her body trembling as I fucked her harder, deeper, my cock swelling with every snap of my hips. ”You’re mine,” I growled, my voice rough with lust. ”This ass is mine.”

Julie could only sob in response, her body arching as I pounded into her, her tits bouncing with every rough thrust. The sounds she made—need, pain, pleasure all tangled together—were filthy, and I loved it. My cock throbbed, my release building, coiling tight in my gut.

On the phone screen, Haruna’s expression was a mix of fascination and confusion, her dark eyes locked onto the movement, the way Julie’s body jerked with every thrust.

She still thought this was a porn video—some staged, scripted scene—but the way her breath hitched, the way her fingers dug into Hannah’s thigh, told me she was into it. Too into it.

No idea that I had positioned the phone just right, giving her a perfect, unobstructed view of Julie’s ass, stretched obscenely around my cock. No idea that the ragged moans she heard were real, raw, hers for the taking if she only reached out.

Hannah leaned closer, her cheeks flushed as she watched the screen, her own breath coming faster. ”Haruna...” she whispered, her voice trembling. ”Do you think—?”

But Haruna didn’t answer. She couldn’t. Her gaze was glued to the screen, her lips parted as she watched my cock disappear into Julie’s ass again and again.

My balls drew up, my orgasm crashing over me with a force that stole my breath. With a groan, I buried myself deep and unloaded, my cum spurting into Julie’s ass in thick, hot pulses. ”Fuck—!” I hissed, my grip on her hips bruising as I emptied myself inside her.

Julie moaned with every spurt, her body jerking, her asshole milking me for every last drop. ”Ahhh—! God, it’s so hot—” she whimpered, her voice trembling. ”I can feel you—it’s filling me—!” Her words dissolved into a broken cry as I kept pumping my cum into her, my cock twitching with the last of my release.

I didn’t pull out right away. Instead, I let her feel it—the weight of me inside her, the way my cum filled her, dripped from her stretched hole when I finally withdrew. And then I did something worse.

The air was thick with the scent of sex, the kind that clung to the skin and lingered in the back of the throat. I pulled my cock free with a slow, deliberate motion, savoring the way Julie’s asshole clung to me before finally releasing.