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The Cosplay: 2B
🕑 Added 2025-07-05 23:30:50 +0000 UTCIn a plush suite above the convention’s neon haze, the 2B cosplayer, her white dress hugging her curves and thigh-high stockings glinting, faced three strangers in cyberpunk gear. The city skyline glowed through towering windows, but the thick carpet was their arena. “Names?” Jace, who’d rented the suite, asked, voice rough with desire.
“Just 2B,” she said, voice sultry, tossing her blindfold to reveal wide, adorable eyes that sparked with wicked intent. “What happens here stays here.” Her anonymity set their blood on fire. “Strip,” she commanded. Their costumes hit the floor, cocks hard and eager.
2B straddled Jace on the carpet, its softness kissing her knees. With a trembling breath, she sank onto him, his thick shaft stretching her slick pussy, a low moan spilling out. Her bare ass swayed, an open invitation. “Get ready,” she purred to Eli and Sam, kneeling close. Her lips claimed Eli’s cock, then Sam’s, tongue curling around their salty heat, hands stroking as their groans filled the air.
Jace gripped her stocking-clad thighs, thrusting up, the carpet grazing her skin. Sam slicked his fingers, teasing her tight ass until she gasped, “More.” He pushed in, slow and deep, her body quivering. Eli guided her mouth, her lips stretched, eyes gleaming with hunger.
They switched. Eli lay back, 2B mounting him, her pussy gripping his length as she rocked, breaths jagged. Jace took her mouth, cock heavy on her tongue. Sam thrust into her ass, hands bruising her hips. The air was thick with sweat, musk, and her muffled cries. Her stockings snagged the carpet, her dress a crumpled wreck.
Sam took his turn, 2B straddling him, his shaft filling her pussy as she ground down, moans sharp and wild. Eli claimed her ass, thrusting hard, her body caught in their rhythm. Jace knelt, her lips working his cock with desperate skill, saliva dripping. The carpet burned her knees, their hands marked her skin, the room a haze of raw need.
2B’s climax hit like a tidal wave, her body seizing, pussy and ass clenching tight around Sam and Eli. Her cry, muffled by Jace’s cock, broke free as she shattered, pulling them into her release. Sam groaned, spilling deep, Eli followed, and Jace flooded her throat, her tongue catching every drop. The intensity left them gasping, bodies slick and spent.
They collapsed, tangled on the carpet, her stockings torn, dress barely clinging. 2B’s eyes, still impossibly cute, flickered with sated mischief. “No names, no traces,” she whispered, voice a velvet blade. They nodded, strangers bound by this fleeting, fevered moment, destined to dissolve into the night, leaving only the echo of their shared frenzy.
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Esteban Seijo
😍😍😍🔥🔥🥵🥵🥵
SPARK352
Totally Awesome story!, fantastic frenzy🥰🥳🥳
