Campus Belle’s Stolen Videos - Chapter 3: Chapter 3
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My throat went dry as the video played. "You... you actually filmed this?"
"Dozens of times," Jessica purred, already swiping to the next clip.
The overhead angle left nothing to imagination - Reginald gripping her phone, capturing every curve and contour in HD detail. But what really stole my breath was his godlike physique - that impossible contrast between his dark skin and flushed arousal making my stomach do somersaults.
I nibbled my lip. "Doesn't that... hurt? How do you even—"
"Like hell at first," she admitted, pupils dilating. "Then it's this mind-blowing fullness. So good you'd happily die mid-thrust." Her cheeks flushed deeper, fingers twitching with restless energy. "Wanna join us tonight? Four-way action... things'll get primal."
"You're serious?" My knees practically knocked together. "It's been years for me and if my husband—"
"Who's gonna snitch?" Jessica cackled, giving my breast a playful squeeze. "Relax, bestie! Tonight we'll prove the field never wears out - only the plowboys get tired!"
With that, she toweled off carelessly and strutted out dripping wet.
The door creaked open minutes later.
There they stood - two towering, naked ebony gods flanking her.
"Time for your DP initiation," Jessica whispered, shoving me into Reginald's furnace-like embrace.
The second his testosterone-soaked skin met mine, my body betrayed me with a full-body shudder.
I thought I was prepared. I wasn't.
Shame and desire twisted together, an unbearable throb building between my thighs - until suddenly, it didn't matter anymore.
Because Reginald hoisted me up like a ragdoll, spreading my legs wide as Martin stepped forward. Their seamless coordination spoke volumes - this wasn't their first rodeo.
"Dozens of times," Jessica purred, already swiping to the next clip.
The overhead angle left nothing to imagination - Reginald gripping her phone, capturing every curve and contour in HD detail. But what really stole my breath was his godlike physique - that impossible contrast between his dark skin and flushed arousal making my stomach do somersaults.
I nibbled my lip. "Doesn't that... hurt? How do you even—"
"Like hell at first," she admitted, pupils dilating. "Then it's this mind-blowing fullness. So good you'd happily die mid-thrust." Her cheeks flushed deeper, fingers twitching with restless energy. "Wanna join us tonight? Four-way action... things'll get primal."
"You're serious?" My knees practically knocked together. "It's been years for me and if my husband—"
"Who's gonna snitch?" Jessica cackled, giving my breast a playful squeeze. "Relax, bestie! Tonight we'll prove the field never wears out - only the plowboys get tired!"
With that, she toweled off carelessly and strutted out dripping wet.
The door creaked open minutes later.
There they stood - two towering, naked ebony gods flanking her.
"Time for your DP initiation," Jessica whispered, shoving me into Reginald's furnace-like embrace.
The second his testosterone-soaked skin met mine, my body betrayed me with a full-body shudder.
I thought I was prepared. I wasn't.
Shame and desire twisted together, an unbearable throb building between my thighs - until suddenly, it didn't matter anymore.
Because Reginald hoisted me up like a ragdoll, spreading my legs wide as Martin stepped forward. Their seamless coordination spoke volumes - this wasn't their first rodeo.
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