My Cuckhold System - Chapter 178: Movie Night 2 (R-18)

Chapter 178: Movie Night 2 (R-18)

The soft glow of the flat-screen TV illuminated West’s spacious luxury apartment, casting flickering shadows across the plush leather sofa where he and Aria lounged.

A half-empty bottle of rich red wine sat on the coffee table, flanked by bowls of buttery popcorn and scattered snacks like chocolate-dipped strawberries, cheese cubes on toothpicks, and crisp veggie slices with creamy dip.

The movie was thrilling mixture of lighthearted comedy and spine-tingling horror, played on, its upbeat soundtrack occasionally dipping into ominous swells that made Aria’s heart race.

Aria long pink hair tumbled in loose waves down her back as she nestled closer to West with her petite yet curvaceous body fitting perfectly against his side.

Her large breasts pressed softly against his arm through her casual tank top, and she popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth, giggling at a funny scene. But when a shadowy figure lunged from the darkness in a scene, she squeezed West’s hand tightly, interlacing her fingers with his as a small squeak escaped her lips.

“That was intense,” she whispered in both fright and excitement, slightly embarrassed that she got jump scared.

West chuckled while stroking the back of her hand reassuringly. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

A few minutes later, a creaking door revealed a monstrous silhouette, causing her to grip him even harder, accidentally digging her nails in just a bit as she buried her face in his shoulder.

The warmth of her body against his stirred something deeper as the movie rolled on.

An hour in, the plot twisted into a steamy subplot, mirroring the heat building on the sofa.

West turned to her and spoke with a teasing tone. “Do you want us to watch a movie… or make a movie?”

Aria’s cheeks flushed a pretty pink, matching her hair.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she bit her lips. “How about both?”

With that, she untangled herself and stood, smoothing her skirt. “Excuse me for a bit—I need the bathroom.”

She proceeded to saunter off with her hips swaying enticingly, leaving West’s pulse quickening in anticipation.

Minutes stretched like hours until she returned, and West’s eyes widened slightly in astonishment upon catching a glimpse of her.

Aria had transformed into a vision of pure temptation. Her body was encased in a sheer black net bodysuit that clung like an extra skin. The fishnet material stretched taut over her curves with strategic holes in places that mattered, exposing her large breasts fully.

Her rosy nipples were already pebbled and begging for touch while a wide gap at her crotch left her smooth pussy bare and inviting.

Smaller openings dotted the outfit along her thighs and ass, emphasising the roundness of her cheeks and the dip of her waist. Her long pink hair cascaded freely, contrasting the dark web of the net as she struck a pose in the doorway with one hand on her hip. ’

“Like what you see?”

West got up in the next instant as his cock hardened painfully against his jeans.

“Fuck yes,” he growled while closing the distance in two strides.

He grabbed her waist with his strong hands, pulling her flush against him, and crushed his mouth to hers in a hungry kiss.

Their tongues battled fiercely with the taste of wine and salt from the popcorn being passed between them while his fingers dug into the net, tracing the exposed skin beneath.

She moaned into his mouth as her hands fisted his shirt while she ground her hips forward, feeling his erection press against her bare slit.

West broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nipping at the sensitive spot below her ear while one hand cupped a heavy breast and his thumb kept flicking the nipple until she arched into him.

“You’re so damn hot in this,” he murmured while pinching harder, eliciting a gasp.

He shoved her back toward the sofa, but instead of letting her sit, he spun her around and bent her over the armrest.

Her ass was presented like a gift through the net’s teasing holes…

Aria wiggled her hips, spreading her legs as West yanked down his zipper, freeing his thick cock.

It sprang out, veined and throbbing with pre-cum beading at the tip. He rubbed the head along her slick folds, coating himself in her arousal before thrusting in hard, burying every inch in one brutal stroke, throwing foreplay out the window.

She cried out as her pussy stretched around him, walls fluttering as he filled her completely.

“Yes, West—fuck me!” Her long pink hair swung forward as he gripped her hips causing the net to dig into his palms as he started pounding into her with relentless force.

Pah!

The sofa cushions muffled her moans as he slammed deep, slapping his balls against her clit with each drive.

The movie droned on in the background, forgotten as its screams and music synced oddly with their rhythm.

West reached around, fingers finding her swollen nub and rubbing circles that made her buck back against him. Her large breasts swayed freely through the holes and her nipples grazed the leather as she clenched around his pistoning shaft with juices dripping down her thighs.

But the sofa wasn’t enough for West…

With a primal grunt, West pulled out causing her pussy to clench while making frup sounds.

He hauled her up by the waist and dragged her across the room toward the dining area, not even letting her feet touch the floor.

Aria laughed breathlessly which slowly turned into a whimper as he tossed her onto the smoothly crafted wooden dining table and shoved the snacks and wine bottle aside in a clatter.

She landed on her back with her legs splayed as the net outfit dragged up to expose everything.

West shadow encompassed her as he stood over with dark lustful eyes while shoving her thighs apart wider.

“I’m gonna fuck your brains out right here…” he promised while aligning his cock and slamming it back inside.