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Chapter 378: Horny Nurses 2
Nathalie’s climax hit like a storm—her pussy clamping down hard, milking me as she screamed. "Oh fuck... yes... cumming... ahh, baby, feel me squeeze you... mmm, so good... don’t stop... fuck me through it... yes, yes, yesss!" Waves of pleasure wracked her body, fresh squirts of arousal coating my shaft and dripping down to soak the doll below. She kept riding, drawing out her orgasm, naughty moans turning into breathless giggles of satisfaction mixed with lingering need.
The three women around us unraveled further—Olivia and Nancy licking and sucking at the edges of our union, Anya fingering herself to a shuddering peak while begging for more. The office had become a den of pure, unbridled filth, professionalism long forgotten in the haze of horniness.
Nathalie’s fingers dug into my shoulders like claws, her nails biting through my shirt as she locked eyes with me—wild, possessive, utterly unhinged. No more teasing illusions, no more doll bullshit; this was raw, primal ownership.
She ground her hips down once, twice, testing the stretch of her hot, velvet walls around my throbbing cock, then lifted almost all the way off—leaving just the swollen head notched inside her dripping entrance—before slamming back down with a force that made the examination table creak beneath us.
"Oh fuck... yes... deeper, baby... ahh, stretch my married pussy wide... mmm, I can feel every vein... every ridge scraping me inside... god, you’re so thick... ruining me again..." Her naughty moans spilled out in a torrent, high and filthy, echoing off the sterile walls like a porn soundtrack cranked to max.
She bounced harder, faster, her ass cheeks jiggling with each impact as she rode me like a woman possessed, her red Louboutins scraping the table edges for leverage.
I grabbed her hips—fingers bruising into soft flesh—and thrust up to meet her, turning her wild ride into a brutal, synchronized pounding. Every upward slam buried me balls-deep, my heavy sack swinging forward to slap wetly against her engorged clit. The first slap hit like a spark—smack!—making her jolt and cry out.
"Ahh! Yes... slap my clit with your balls... mmm, it stings so good... harder... make it throb..." She leaned back slightly, arching her spine to expose more of herself, her pussy lips gripping my shaft in rhythmic pulses as I hammered deeper.
The room was a cacophony of obscenity now: the wet schlick-schlick of her cunt devouring my cock, the sharp slap-slap-slap of my balls smacking her clit like a relentless drumbeat, her naughty moans escalating into screams.
"Oh god... fuck me harder... ahh, your balls are spanking my clit... mmm, it’s swelling up... so sensitive... don’t stop... pound me like a whore... your whore..." Sweat beaded on her forehead, trickling down between her heaving breasts, her torn blouse clinging transparently to her skin. Each thrust made her inner walls flutter and clench, milking me greedily, drawing me closer to the edge while her own arousal built like a storm.
Olivia knelt closer, her face inches from the action, tongue lolling out as she licked at the droplets splashing from our union. "Shit... listen to those balls slapping her... god, her clit’s turning bright red... I want to suck it while he fucks you... make you squirt all over my face..." She reached up, fingers teasing Nathalie’s thigh, smearing the mess higher.
Nancy mirrored her on the other side, her own pussy leaking through her scrubs as she fingered herself furiously. "Yeah... slap that clit raw... fuck her till she breaks... mmm, I can see her pussy creaming around you... bet those balls are full... ready to flood her..."
Anya stood transfixed, her fingers buried knuckle-deep in her own cunt, pumping in time with our rhythm. "Oh fuck... that slapping sound... it’s driving me insane... pound her womb... fill her up... god, I want to feel balls slapping my ass next..."
I pistoned harder, relentlessly, my hips a blur as I drove into Nathalie with everything I had. The slap-slap-slap intensified—my balls colliding with her clit on every deep thrust, the impact sending jolts through her body that made her tremble and gasp.
"Ahh... yes... slap it... bruise my clit with your heavy balls... mmm, it’s too much... I’m gonna... oh fuck, baby, you’re hitting so deep... right against my cervix..." Her moans turned guttural, body shaking as the pressure built inside her, her pussy walls convulsing wildly around me.
She rode through it, grinding her clit down against my pubic bone between slaps, chasing the friction. I could feel her tightening, her arousal flooding out in hot gushes that soaked my balls and thighs.
"Mmm... fuck... I’m close... ahh, keep slapping me... your balls are gonna make me explode... yes... yes... yesss!" Her naughty cries peaked, and suddenly her body seized—back arching violently, thighs clamping around my waist—as she squirted hard.
A hot jet of clear fluid erupted from her, splashing across my stomach, drenching the doll beneath us, and spraying Olivia’s cheek in a glistening arc. "Oh god... cumming... squirting all over you... ahh, feel me soak your cock... mmm, it’s pulsing... don’t stop fucking me..."
Wave after wave hit her—squirt after squirt, her pussy contracting in powerful spasms that squeezed my shaft like a vice, milking me toward my own release. \
The slap-slap turned even wetter, my balls now slick with her essence, smacking her oversensitive clit and prolonging her orgasm into a shuddering, endless high. "Ahh... more... slap me through it... mmm, I’m your squirting slut... keep pounding... fill me... please..."
I couldn’t hold back anymore—the sight of her squirting, the feel of her clenching heat, the relentless slaps echoing in my ears. I
thrust deeper, harder, burying myself to the hilt one last time as my balls tightened and unloaded. Rope after thick, hot rope erupted from me, flooding her womb in powerful jets that made her gasp and moan anew. "Fuck... yes... cum inside me... ahh, fill my womb... mmm, I can feel it shooting deep... breeding me... oh god, so much cum... it’s overflowing already..."
I came hard, hips jerking erratically as I pumped her full—cum spilling out around my shaft, mixing with her squirt to create a creamy, dripping mess that leaked down onto the doll. Nathalie ground down, circling her hips to milk every last drop, her naughty moans softening into satisfied purrs. "Mmm... yes... keep filling me... ahh, my womb’s so full... your cum’s leaking out... god, I love it... love being your cumdump..."
Olivia leaned in immediately, licking at the overflow with hungry swipes. "Mmm... taste that... his cum mixed with her squirt... so fucking hot..."
Nancy joined her, sucking a dribble from my balls. "Shit... he’s still twitching... pumped her full like a balloon..."
Anya shuddered through her own climax, fingers drenched. "Oh fuck... watching him breed her... I want that next... god, the mess..."
Nathalie collapsed against me, still impaled, her pussy twitching with aftershocks as cum continued to seep out. The room reeked of sex—squirt-soaked, cum-filled chaos—while three women panted for more.