Stella’s Secret

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The tavern was closed, the air thick with lust. Stella, a succubus of impossible curves, had Brant under her spell. Her gaze held him, a moth to her flame, as she unbuckled his belt.
STELLA: Look at that hard dick, just for me.
NARRATOR: She knelt, taking his full length into her warm, wet mouth without hesitation. Her tongue swirled expertly around the head of his cock.
BRANT: Fuck, Stella… your mouth… oh god…
NARRATOR: She sucked him deep, her lips creating a perfect, tight seal. He groaned, his hips bucking as he felt his climax build uncontrollably.
BRANT: I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna fill your mouth…
NARRATOR: With a guttural moan, he erupted, pumping his hot seed down her throat. She swallowed every drop, her eyes locked on his, never breaking contact.
STELLA: Mmm, so good. But I’m not done with you yet.
NARRATOR: She stood, pressing her heavy breasts around his already hardening dick, sliding him between them until he was buried in her soft flesh.
BRANT: Your tits… fuck… they feel amazing…
NARRATOR: She moved up and down, her breasts enveloping him until he came again, his cum overflowing and dripping onto the floor. She pushed him down, straddling him, and lowered her wet pussy onto his throbbing cock.
STELLA: Yes… fuck me, Brant. Give me everything.
NARRATOR: She rode him hard, her tight cunt milking his dick until he came deep inside her, filling her womb with another intense, draining release.