A Hotwife In A Mess by Wilde Cyra

Author:Wilde, Cyra
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-10-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter seven

Jason

My stomach flips. The man is huge. Have I mentioned he’s easily the biggest among the four?

I pivot around, but a thick arm coils around my midsection. Jason lifts me effortlessly and throws me over his shoulder. I don’t dare to struggle in case he drops me. He takes me to a clearing in the forest and sets me down.

Panting, I blink up at his hockey mask, menacing and sinister.

I scamper away on instinct, but he pounces from behind and pushes me face-first onto the ground. Before I can react, he pins me with his weight, pressing my legs together and crushing the breath out of my lungs.

The earth is damp and cold against my cheek.

Callused fingers trail up the back of my ankle, calf, all the way to my thigh, leaving a trail of heat.

I shiver. Is he going to edge me like Vessel? I don’t think I can take it anymore.

The weight shifts off my back, and his palm roams over my ass. A sharp pain flares across the globe of my cheek. My entire body jerks. Did he just—

Another swat, this time on the opposite cheek. Again. And again.

Every strike makes me flinch, the impact radiating through fabric right into my flesh. I don’t mind being ‘punished,’ but Jesus, his strikes are brutal. Each resounding slap echoes around the woods, accompanied by labored breathing.

The harder he smacks, the tighter my pussy gets. Sweat breaks out over my skin. All I can do is lie there and take it, counting the blows and whimpering with each breath. Ten. Eleven. Twelve …

By the time he’s spanked me at least twenty times, my entire ass is on fire. I open my mouth to ask Jason to stop—though I’m not sure I want him to. It hurts … and yet—I hate to admit it, but my pussy is turning into a faucet.

I lose track at somewhere around thirty. My throat is so dry the only thing I manage to squeak out is a pathetic “please.”

At last, Jason stops and massages my poor butt. My skin is probably glowing red. I suck in a breath as his hands snake around my waist to unfasten the button on my hot pants.

My heart pounds like a jackhammer. I lift myself, to help as much as I can. He peels my shorts down to my knees, dragging my panties along in one smooth motion.

Cool air nips at my exposed skin, easing the burn and igniting something else entirely. I’m so wet my thighs are slick. I try to imagine how I look, sprawled on the ground, pinned by a stranger in a Jason Vorhees mask in the middle of nowhere. At his mercy.

He wedges his hand between my thighs, parting them and spreading me wide. Two beefy fingers thrust into my soaked pussy. Oh, it feels so good, so damn good. I bite back a moan, in case he decides to cut short the fun like Vessel.

Wet, squelching noises fill the forest as Jason finger-fucks me deep and fast.

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