1. Man-Eater: Chapter Eight


    Date: 8/12/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: krystalg 

    ... her unsaturated hand. “Hiya, Mrs. Moore. How’s your mother?”

As she listened, the nude woman pulled her fingers from her sex hole, her nectar coating her hand and some of it spilling out, soaking her couch. She rubbed some of her juices over Victor’s mouth, then grabbed his hard cock, stroking it as she listened and moaned in affirmation to whatever June was saying. Some of the things Mrs. Moore was saying, as well as the background noise she heard, convinced Eve that her boss’ wife wasn’t solely across the country to visit her ailing mother. She smiled cruelly when she figured out that June Moore was also more than likely sowing her wild oats while away. She’d never tell a soul; it just made her goals easier to reach.

As she listened, her stroking increased tempo until her hand was a blur, pumping up and down Victor’s hard shaft.

“Don’t worry, June. I have wellin hand.” Her face was a mask of lust as she stared at Victor. Then, she laughed, shimmying her shoulders from side to side, shaking her boobs. “Yes, I know. I heard it. Don’t sweat it; I’ll never tell.”

Victor’s jaw slackened, and he began asking what she was talking about. However, he stopped short of forming any words, a horny, whispering sigh escaping his mouth as Eve manually pleasured his man-flesh.

“Have no fears. Just like I promised, I’ll keep him stress-free and happy for you.” she paused. “Mmm-hmm. My pleasure. Here he is.”

She turned to face Mr. Moore, catching him leering at her oozing ...
    ... pussy. “Your wife, sir,” she said in her most professional voice.

Instead of handing him the phone, Eve swung around on the couch cushions, rubbing her horny, perfect ass against his face before she finished her acrobatics and sat astride his lap, straddling him. She put the phone between her ample boobs, pressing the sides of them to keep the phone in place. “Well, grab the phone, Mr. Moore.”

As soon as his hand reached for his phone, Eve began humping her dripping cunt over his hard shaft, lubricating it.

“Oooh… aaah…uuung… Hi, honey.” He listened, trying to remain silent.

Rising on her knees, Eve gripped her boss’ cock with one hand, steadying herself by placing her other hand on his shoulder. Quickly finding the correct angle, she slid her hot, needy pussy over his cock. The horny, man-eating seductress moaned, loud enough for Mrs. Moore to hear, and she embedded the full length of his cock in her soaked hole.

“Oh, we’re… um…aah, trying out some of the new products. Eve has a big blunt right now.”

“That’s right,” she yelled. “So fucking big… and….thick. I fucking love this huge joint! I want one every day.” As she spoke, she began bucking up and down on his lap. Her hips rose and fell, wet, slapping sounds echoing through her tiny living room with each down-thrust.

“Another month on top of the two you’ll be gone? Are you sure?” Victor’s voice quavered in his attempts to hide his erotic bliss. “I guess. I mean, aaah, what can I do about it?” He paused. ...
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