Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 677: Blindfolded Freya

My hands shot out, gripping Emily’s waist from behind, my body pressing against hers as the water splashed over us. Her skin was slick, hot, and wet—fuck, my clothes soaked through instantly, clinging to me like a second skin.

She let out a sharp, surprised moan—"Aah! Jack—!"—her voice thick with shock and something darker, needier. "Why are you in here—?!" she hissed, her fingers clawing at the tile wall, "Didn’t I tell you to—!"

SMACK!

My hand cracked against her wet ass, the sound echoing through the shower—phhat—sharp, obscene, the flesh jiggling from the force. Emily jumped, spinning around to face me, her cheeks flaming, her eyes wide with outrage and lust.

"Your sister was here to seduce—..." I growled, my voice rough with amusement, my fingers digging into her hips, pulling her against me. The heat of her body burned through the wet fabric of my clothes, her pussy pressing against my thigh, already throbbing with need.

Emily’s eyes narrowed, her voice sharp with disbelief. "Stop lying!" she snapped, her fingers pressing against my chest, "She knows I’m with you right now! She still came to seduce you?!" Her lips twisted in a scoff, but her body betrayed her—her nipples hard, her pussy clenching with arousal.

SMACK!

Another slap, harder this time, my palm printing red on her ass. Emily gasped, her body jerking forward, but I held her tight, my fingers sliding down to pinch her clit—hard. "Ahn—!" she moaned, her knees buckling, her hands shooting out to grab my shoulders.

"You don’t believe me~...?" I snarled, my thumb flicking her clit again, drawing another whimper from her lips. "Then see for yourself~..." I growled, my voice dropping to a dark purr.

"Your sister said she’d be waiting for me in her room—..." My lips brushed her ear, my teeth grazing her neck, "With a surprise—..." I panted, my cock throbbing against her thigh. "Come and see her~..."

I didn’t wait for an answer. My hands yanked at my soaked clothes, peeling them off in one rough motion, leaving me completely naked. The water dripped down my body, my cock standing hard, veiny, aching—fuck, the cool air hitting my skin only made it throb harder.

Emily’s eyes flickered down, locking onto my cock, her cheeks flushing deeper. "W-Why are you taking your clothes off—?!" she stammered, her voice thick with confusion and something else—lust, fear, possessiveness.

I grinned, stepping closer, my cock rubbing against her clit as I shifted my hips. Emily gasped, her body jerking, her fingers clutching the towel robe tighter around her, wiping the water from her skin.

"Because your sister is waiting for me there to fuck her~..." I purred, my voice low and sinful, my hands sliding up to cup her tits, pinching her nipples hard. "Anyway, I have to remove my clothes once I get there~..." I growled, my lips brushing her neck, "So why not remove them now?"

Emily’s breath hitched, her body trembling as she turned off the shower, the water dripping from her skin. She smelled so fucking good—soap, sex, her—intoxicating.

My cock pressed against her clit again, grinding in a slow, deliberate circle. Emily moaned, her fingers clenching the towel robe tighter, covering herself quickly, wiping the last drops of water from her body.

"I’ll go and see—..." she hissed, her voice thick with defiance, her eyes locking onto mine. "But if you’re lying to me~..." Her fingers dug into my chest, her nails scratching lightly, "I will not let you go—..."

Emily walked ahead slowly, her body tensed with anticipation and dread, her fingers clutching the towel robe tighter around her. I followed behind, my cock throbbing with every step, my eyes locked onto the sway of her hips, the way her ass jiggled with each movement.

She pushed the door open—

And Freya’s voice floated through the room, thick with lust and impatience— "Jack~... Are you here already?"

Emily’s body jerked, her mouth opening to scream—

But my hand shot out, clamping over her lips just in time, silencing her gasp. "Shhh~..." I growled against her ear, my voice low and sinful, my cock pressing against her ass. "Don’t ruin the fun~..."

I turned my head toward Freya, my voice smooth, confident— "Sister Freya~... I’m here—..."

Freya moaned from the bed, her voice breathy and needy. "Dexter~..." she purred, her tongue flicking over her lips, "Don’t keep me waiting anymore~..."

I leaned in, my lips brushing Emily’s ear, my voice dropping to a whisper— "Do you still remember our bet, baby~?" My fingers trailed down her neck, teasing her skin, "You have to do what I ask—..." I purred, my hand slowly releasing her mouth, "Right?"

Emily’s eyes locked onto Freya—sprawled on the bed, her pregnant belly round and glowing, her lingerie clinging to her curves like sin itself.

The black lace barely covered her tits, her nipples hard and aching, poking through the fabric. The thong was pushed aside, her pussy fully exposed—swollen, glistening, dripping with need. Her thighs were spread, her fingers trailing over her skin, teasing herself as she waited.

Emily’s breath hitched, her cheeks flaming as she took it all in. "Y-You—..." she whispered, her voice trembling, but she didn’t protest. She couldn’t. The bet was clear. And fuck—she knew it.

I grinned, my hand gripping hers, pulling her closer to the bed. "Now~..." I whispered in her ear, my voice dark and commanding, "Go ahead—..." My fingers trailed down her back, pushing her forward. "And lick your sister’s pregnant pussy—..."

Emily’s eyes widened, her mouth falling open in shock. "W-What—?!" she gasped, her voice barely a whisper, her body tensing as she shook her head violently. "N-No—! I can’t—!"

I didn’t give her a choice.

My hand gripped her wrist, pulling her toward the bed, forcing her to her knees in front of Freya. "Yes, you can—..." I growled, my voice rough with command, "And you will—..." My fingers tangled in her hair, tilting her head up so she had to look—had to see Freya’s pussy, right in front of her face, dripping, begging for attention.

Freya spread her legs wider, her fingers sliding over her pussy, parting her lips with a slow, teasing motion. "Mmm~..." she moaned, her voice thick with lust, "Dexter~..." Her blindfold hid her eyes, but her lips curved into a smirk—she knew someone was there.

"Don’t make me wait—..." Her fingers circled her clit, rubbing it slowly, "I need your tongue—..." she whimpered, her hips lifting slightly, "Now—..."