Chapter 11: Her man,my sin

Tiffy’s POV

A one nightstand with my friend's man

Gently taking his 5.4-inch cock into my mouth, I gagged a little, sliding it in and out, my tongue swirling around the tip.

“Oh, Christ! You’re such a good little sucker,” he groaned, gripping my hair tight.

“Come on, take it deeper,” he urged, pushing my head down until I felt him hit the back of my throat.

“Mmm,” I moaned, my lips working faster, tongue teasing the underside. I could feel him swelling, my pace quickening, saliva dripping down my chin.

“Oh, fuck!” he cried out, releasing all over my tongue. I swallowed every drop with a smirk, licking him clean.

I stood up, wiping the corner of my mouth. “Give me that doggy style,” he growled, placing my hands on the table and positioning himself behind me.

He slid in fast. “Oh, my fucking God!” I moaned as his cock filled me completely. The bass from Ed Sheeran’s “Shape of You” matched his rhythm as he pounded into me.

Every thrust had me gasping, moaning louder each time. I lost track of how many orgasms I hit, my body clenching around him with every hard stroke.

“Fuck me harder,” I screamed, barely able to breathe.

He didn’t stop. He went rougher, deeper, until I was shaking. His cum spilled inside me, hot and thick.

He pulled out slowly, and I turned around to face him. Our eyes locked, still drunk from lust.

I leaned in and kissed him, hand still wrapped around his cock. “Thank you,” I whispered against his lips.

“You’re fucking hot. And the way you suck cock? Unreal,” he grinned, pressing me against the wall again, pinning my wrists above my head.

I could feel his cock pressing against my wet pussy.

“Nice tits,” he smirked, releasing my hands. I wrapped them around his neck as he lifted me up, my back against the wall. He slid inside me again, slower this time.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, gripping his shoulders tight. “I love you so much—”

But I couldn’t finish the sentence.

He started thrusting again, deeper, rougher.

“Oh, fuck yes!” I cried out as he hit my sweet spot, his cock buried deep. I moved with him, grinding harder, the heat building again.

“Yoma!” I screamed his name as his mouth found my nipples, sucking them with hunger. My whole body convulsed as I came again, shaking uncontrollably in his arms.

I looked into his eyes. “I love you. Bury that cock in me forever,” I whispered, licking his earlobe.

Then the door slammed open.

My heart skipped a beat.

Maya.

“Shut the fucking door!” I barked before she could say a word. She froze, then quickly closed it behind her.

Yoma didn’t even flinch.

I wasn’t afraid of Maya. She knew Yoma had always been my crush. My only fear was Kira walking in.

And truth be told, I didn’t want to stop. That cock felt too damn good.

“Looks like you finally got your shot, huh?” Maya smirked.

“Yeah, I did. And I don’t regret a second,” I said, still panting.

“Alright, finish up. Kira’s looking for you, Yoma,” she added, eyeing our messy, tangled bodies.

“Not yet. Her pussy’s tight, and I’m obsessed,” Yoma replied, making me blush like hell.

Maya raised a brow. “You want me to join?” he asked casually, still hard, still inside me.

She stared at his cock for a moment, swallowed hard, then said, “I’ll pass,” before slipping out and shutting the door again.

“You’re such a slut,” I teased, laughing. “Kira’s lucky to have a cock like yours.”

As he reached for his pants, I bit my lip. “You’re really gonna leave without showering?”

“Come on,” I winked, pulling him to the bathroom. “We’ll smell like sex.”

I turned on the shower, water cascading down our bodies. I pressed my ass against him, feeling his hard cock again.

“Want more?” he whispered.

“Yes,” I moaned, grinding against him.

“My god, your moans drive me insane,” he groaned, thrusting inside me again, one hand gripping my waist, the other tugging my hair.

He started pounding me hard, water splashing everywhere. “Moan my name!”

“Yoma!” I gasped, shaking as he slammed into me over and over.

“Say Daddy,” he whispered roughly in my ear.

“Harder, Daddy!” I begged, my body burning. He went faster, each thrust like thunder.

“Daddy, please!” I cried out as he finally came again, hot and heavy inside me.

We stood there under the stream, breathless.

“Thank you,” I whispered again.

“Tiffy!” Kira’s voice echoed from outside.

Shit.

“Quick,” I said, slipping into my

dress. “Zip me up.”

Yoma zipped it without a word. I fixed my hair, then opened the door just as she reached for it.

“Yo, babe!” I said casually, blocking her view.

“Why are you wet?” she asked suspiciously.

“I had a hot headache. Took a cold shower,” I smiled, holding her hand and walking her away from the bathroom.

“Have you seen Yoma?”

“No idea. I was just

getting out.”

Maya caught my eye from the hallway, grinning like the devil.

I lifted my hand. “High five, bestie.”