DEBT4k. Her Worst Surprise. Hot sex with Jessie Clark

Title: Her Worst Surprise

Jessie Clark, the voluptuous Czech beauty, was not expecting her husband’s surprise to be this… exciting. As she woke up that morning, her growing belly cradling their unborn child, Jessie stretched languidly, her full, heavy breasts straining against the thin fabric of her nightgown. Her husband, Detective Mike, was off on an early case, leaving her alone in their cozy apartment. Little did she know, Mike had an incredibly erotic surprise up his sleeve.

As Jessie padded into the kitchen, still yawning, she noticed an envelope on the counter with her name on it. Curious, she opened it and read the note inside, her eyes widening with each word.

“Dear Jessie, I know you’re expecting a baby and have been craving excitement. So, I’ve arranged a little something special for you while I’m gone. Meet your secret admirer, Monsieur Le Rouge, and give in to whatever desires and fantasies you may have. I’ll be back soon to hear all about it. Love, Mike.”

Jessie’s heart quickened as she held the card in her hand, her mind racing with possibilities. Just then, the doorbell rang. She froze for a moment, wondering if she should answer. Who could it be? Taking a deep breath, Jessie walked over to the door and opened it.

Standing in the doorway was a tall, handsome stranger with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. He wore a long, dark coat and a mysterious smile. Jessie felt a shiver run down her spine as he handed her a single red rose.

“Mademoiselle Jessie Clark?” he inquired in a deep, accented voice.

“Oui, c’est moi,” Jessie replied, her heart beating faster.

Monsieur Le Rouge bowed and extended his arm towards her. “Your husband has graciously given me permission to fulfill your deepest desires. Are you ready, mademoiselle?”

Jessie hesitated for a moment, then took his arm. Suddenly, he swept her up into his strong arms, carrying her back into the apartment. He kicked the door closed behind them and carried Jessie to the bedroom, laying her gently on the bed.

As he undressed, Jessie marveled at his muscular physique, his skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. He crawled onto the bed, his powerful body hovering over hers. Jessie felt a jolt of desire as he pressed his lips against her neck, kissing and licking his way down to her collarbone.

Jessie moaned softly as his hands roamed over her body, cupping and caressing her full breasts. He used his teeth to tug down the thin straps of her nightgown, exposing her naked flesh. Jessie gasped as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. His other hand squeezed and massaged her other breast, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Monsieur Le Rouge continued his exploration of Jessie’s body, trailing his fingers down her stomach until he reached the waistband of her panties. Jessie lifted her hips slightly, allowing him to pull off her undergarments. Monsieur Le Rouge sat back on his heels and admired her body, his eyes roaming hungrily over her curves.

“Mon Dieu, you are tres belle, Jessie,” he purred, running his fingers through her slick folds.

Jessie moaned and arched her back, pushing her hips against his touch. Monsieur Le Rouge circled her clit with his fingers, teasing the sensitive bud. Jessie’s moans grew louder as he slipped a finger inside her tight entrance, pumping it slowly. His thumb pressed firmly against her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. Jessie could feel her orgasm building, the pressure in her core growing with each movement of his skilled fingers.

With a throaty cry, Jessie came undone, her body quaking with pleasure. Monsieur Le Rouge continued to work her clit, prolonging her orgasm until she was a trembling mass of sensation.

As Jessie came down from her high, Monsieur Le Rouge settled his hips between her trembling thighs. She could feel his hard, thick length pressing against her sensitive folds. Jessie moaned as he slowly pushed inside her, filling her to the brim. He started to move, long, deep strokes that had Jessie arching off the bed in ecstasy.

Monsieur Le Rouge quickened his pace, his powerful body slamming against hers with each thrust. Jessie wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. She could feel a second orgasm building, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter inside her.

“Oh, Monsieur Le Rouge!” Jessie cried out, her nails digging into his back. “So good, so deep!”

He captured her lips in a passionate kiss, swallowing her moans as he drove into her harder, faster. Jessie’s body tensed, her toes curling as she tumbled over the edge into mind-blowing bliss. Her inner walls clenched around his shaft, milking him as he buried himself deep and stilled.

With a low groan, Monsieur Le Rouge spilled his release inside her, his hips jerking as he emptied every last drop. They lay there panting, their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.

As Jessie drifted off to sleep in Monsieur Le Rouge’s arms, she couldn’t help but smile. Her husband certainly knew how to give her the best surprises.