Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 684: Margaret’s Hungry Pussy

"Nnngh—! M-Master...!" Margaret’s voice cracked, her body shuddering violently as her pussy clenched around nothing, her juices already dripping down her trembling thighs.

"P-Please, I—I can’t—! It’s too much...!" she whimpered, her face burning crimson, but her hips betrayed her, arching into me with desperate need.

"Good," I rumbled, my voice a dark purr as my fingers hooked into the lace of her panties, dragging them down her thighs with a slow, deliberate tug. The cool air kissed her exposed, glistening folds, making her gasp.

"Because I love seeing you like this—so wet, so needy, so ashamed." My palm cracked against her ass again—SMACK—the sharp sound echoing as her body jolted, a broken cry tearing from her lips. "Look at you, dripping for me already."

Her fingers clawed at my shoulders, her nails digging in as another whimper escaped her. "N-No, Master—! P-Please, don’t make me—ahhn!—" Her voice dissolved into a breathy moan as my fingers traced the slick heat between her thighs, teasing her entrance.

"T-They’re watching...!" she sobbed, but her thighs quivered, her pussy clenching hungrily at the empty air.

"Look at them," I commanded, my voice rough as I nodded toward the others. Freya’s dark eyes were glazed with hunger, her fingers circling lazily over her swollen, pregnant belly, her lips parted as she watched Margaret’s humiliation unfold.

Emily’s breath hitched, her own hand slipping between her thighs, her fingers rubbing slow, teasing circles over her clit.

Suzy and Nancy stood side by side, their cheeks flushed, their chests rising and falling in ragged gasps as they took in every trembling detail of Margaret’s shame.

"N-No—! Ah—! M-Master, p-please—!" Margaret’s voice was a broken whisper, but her body betrayed her, her hips rolling into my touch, her ass pushing back for more. A fresh gush of arousal dripped down her thighs, her pussy fluttering as she realized—they were all watching.

I chuckled darkly, my fingers sliding through her soaked folds, finding her throbbing clit. "You love this, don’t you?" I growled, pinching the sensitive nub just enough to make her scream.

"Being watched... being used..." My other hand gripped her hip possessively, my fingers digging in hard enough to bruise as I pulled her back against me, grinding my cock against her ass. "Such a filthy little slut, Margaret. And now your sisters know it."

"I-I’m not—! Ah—! M-Master—!" she cried, but her body convulsed as another sharp slap landed on her ass, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.

"P-Please—! I’ll be good—! I swear—!" Her words dissolved into a whine as my fingers plunged into her tight, dripping heat, her inner walls clenching around me desperately.

"You will be good," I snarled, curling my fingers inside her, finding that sweet, sensitive spot that made her scream.

"But first..." I thrust my fingers deeper, my thumb pressing hard against her clit. "You’re going to cum for me... right in front of all of them."

"N-No—! Ah—! Master, I c-can’t—!" Margaret’s voice was a trembling mess, but her body was already betraying her, her pussy gushing around my fingers, her thighs shaking as her orgasm built. "P-Please—! Not like this—!"

"Yes, you can," I growled, my voice thick with command as I fucked her with my fingers, my thumb relentless on her clit. "And you will."

"AAAH—! M-MASTER—! I’M—! I’M CUMMING—!" Margaret’s scream shattered the air, her back arching violently as her orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clenched around nothing, her inner walls pulsing as a scorching, thick squirt erupted from her, gushing out in obscene, relentless spurts.

The first jet hit the floor with a wet splat, quickly followed by another, and another, her juices drenching my hand, her thighs, the carpet beneath us. The room filled with the slick, shameful sounds of her release—squelch, splat, drip—her body convulsing as she collapsed against me, her legs giving out completely.

"F-Fuck—!" Freya gasped, her eyes wide with shock as she watched Margaret’s pussy pulse and gush, her own fingers freezing over her pregnant belly. "S-She’s squirting so hard—! Look at her! Her whole body’s shaking!"

"Oh my God—!" Suzy moaned, her fingers pausing inside her own pussy as she watched in awe.

"It’s everywhere—! She’s drenching the whole floor—!" Her voice was thick with lust, her breath ragged as she bit her lip, her own pussy throbbing at the sight.

Emily and Nancy stood frozen, their eyes locked on Margaret’s trembling body, their hands still between their legs.

"H-Holy shit," Emily whispered, her voice thick with disbelief. "I’ve never seen anyone squirt that much—!" Her fingers twitched against her clit, her pussy clenching with need as she watched Margaret’s uncontrolled release.

"She’s still going—!" Nancy breathlessly pointed out, her voice shaking as another spurt of Margaret’s juices hit the floor, her body jerking with the force of it. "Look at her ass—! It’s clenching so hard—!"

Margaret’s whimpers filled the room, her body boneless as I held her up, her pussy still pulsing, dripping, her juices running down her thighs in thick, glistening streams. "M-Master..." she whined, her voice broken, her face flushed with humiliation as she realized they were all watching—staring—at her complete loss of control.

"I-I can’t—! It won’t stop—!" Another gush of her release splattered onto the floor, her body trembling as her orgasm wracked her.

"G-God, that’s so fucking hot," Freya moaned, her fingers finally resuming their frantic circles over her clit, her pregnant pussy aching with need.

"Look at her pussy—! It’s still squirting—!" Her voice was thick with lust, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she watched Margaret’s shaking body, her own arousal dripping down her thighs.

"I-I want to taste it—!" Suzy blurted out, her fingers plunging deeper into her pussy as she watched the mess Margaret was making. "Her juices—! They look so fucking sweet—!"

Emily bit her lip hard, her fingers rubbing her clit faster as she watched Margaret’s trembling form. "Fuck—" she growled, her voice rough with need. "She’s making such a mess—! I want to lick it up..!"

Nancy whimpered, her fingers working her pussy furiously as she stared at the glistening pool of Margaret’s release. "I bet it tastes so good—" she moaned, her voice breathy. "I want to drink it—!"

Margaret’s body finally gave out, her knees buckling as she sagged against me, her pussy still dripping, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. "M-Master..." she whimpered, her voice shaking, her face burning with shame as she felt their eyes on her—hungry, awed, filthy with desire.

I grinned, my cock throbbing painfully as I held her up, my fingers trailing through the mess she’d made. "Good girl," I growled, my voice rough with approval.

I pulled Margaret’s trembling body against mine, my arm wrapping around her waist as I slowly withdrew my fingers from her soaked, throbbing pussy.

The scent of her—musky, sweet, intoxicating—filled my nostrils as I brought my glistening fingers to my nose, inhaling deeply.

"Mmm..." I growled, my voice a dark, velvety rumble. "So naughty..." My lips curled into a smirk as I licked my fingers, savoring the taste of her. "How hungry is this pussy of yours, Margaret?"

Her face flushed crimson, her breath hitching as I pressed my wet fingers against her lips, forcing her to taste herself. "Open," I commanded, my voice leaving no room for refusal.