Sabrina's Slutty Show for the Painter [F19/M35+] [nude] [exhibitionism] [hardcore] [fling]

All of the characters in the story are at least 19 years old. This latest narrative is entirely made up and phony. Say no to Sexual Assault.

I’m AsmoZaddyCraves, a guy who’s always burning with lust. When I’m horny, I write dark, dirty erotica that’s full of taboo thrills. I love watching porn or reading steamy stories to get my blood pumping. That’s what pushed me to start writing my own naughty tales. Check out my earlier stories and let them pull you into my world of wicked desires.

Sabrina, a 19-year-old uni nerd, hides her wild side behind shy smiles. This introverted petite beauty—5’3”, 46 kg, with a tight 32-24-32 figure—loves staying home alone. She curls up with movies, binge-watches series, and secretly indulges in porn that sets her pulse racing. In her quiet room, her naughty thoughts simmer, craving something dark and forbidden to break her innocent shell.

Another boring day, Sabrina lounged in her cozy room, books open for midterms. Her white spaghetti-strap top, barely covering her navel, hugged her petite curves, while tight jeans gripped her hips like a lover’s hands. Alone with her thoughts, her mind drifted from study to the dirty secrets she hid—cravings for something rough, forbidden, and dangerously close to breaking free.

The door creaked open as Sabrina sprawled on her bed, body flipped upside-down, lost in loud music pulsing through her earbuds. Her skimpy spaghetti-strap top rode up, teasing her bare navel, while tight jeans clung to her curves. Her mom’s voice cut through: “The painters are finishing up and will be here soon. I’m stepping out for some air. You okay?” Sabrina, oblivious, gave a lazy nod, her mind already slipping to naughty fantasies—unaware of the dangerous thrill creeping closer.

Sabrina’s mom strolled out to the painter, her voice firm. “Food’s on the table, help yourself. Use the washroom inside, but finish the job by tonight.” Then she was gone. Hours dragged on, the painter lost in his work until—splat—paint splattered over his muscled frame, chaos erupting. Starving and frustrated, he craved a break. He stormed into the house, stripping bare in the bathroom. Hot water cascaded over his chiseled body, washing away paint and igniting a hunger for something far more forbidden than food.

Exhausted and starving, Sabrina dragged herself to her mom’s door, clueless about the painter in the shower. “Mom, I’m coming in to get ready for practice,” she called softly. She pushed the door open and froze—there he was, the painter, stark naked under steaming water. His towering 6-foot frame, all hard muscle and raw power, looked like a beast. Her eyes locked on his thick, 7-inch cock, and a shocked “OMG” slipped from her lips. Heat flooded her body, her shock melting into a dangerous, forbidden craving.

The painter stepped out of the bathroom, his thick cock swaying with each stride as he snatched a towel, wiping down his chiseled, dripping body. Sabrina stood frozen, her heart pounding—his massive 6-foot frame screamed every porn star she’d ever watched. Staring at his cock, she stammered, “I’m so sorry, my mom’s not here!” The painter’s deep voice rumbled, “Sorry, my bad.” He smirked, explaining the paint spill and his need for a shower, his eyes lingering on her, daring her to keep looking as the air crackled with forbidden heat.

As the painter explained the paint spill, Sabrina’s eyes stayed glued to his thick, swinging cock, unable to look away. His deep voice broke her trance: “You okay?” Blushing, she mumbled, “Yeah, I’m fine… just never seen something so… big.” Knowing they were alone, with this total stranger in her house, naughty thoughts flooded her mind. Heart racing, she stepped into the room, standing close to him. Tiny at 5’3”, her head barely reached his broad chest, her small frame trembling with a mix of fear and wicked desire.

Sabrina bit her lip, her gaze locked on his thick cock, a sultry spark in her eyes. “Can I touch it?” she whispered. The painter’s voice rumbled, “Oh yeah, if you want to.” Her small hands reached out, wrapping around his massive length, barely able to hold it in her delicate palms. “Wow,” she gasped, her fingers gently stroking, exploring the heat and size.

Sabrina’s small hands moved slowly, stroking his thick cock, her eyes gleaming with delight. The painter rubbed his chiseled body with the towel, watching her work. She giggled, lost in the naughty thrill of the handjob, gasping, “It’s so big!” His gaze fixed on her white choker, a wicked glint in his eyes. “You like it?” he asked. “I love it,” she moaned, her voice dripping with lust. “So thick, ahh! I’ve never seen a cock this huge!” The painter grinned. “Really?” Sabrina purred, “Yesss,” her sensual groans filling the air, teasing him with every sound.

Sabrina’s hands stroked faster, her voice a sultry whisper. “My boyfriend’s so small—this is huge,” she teased, gripping his cock tighter. The painter’s eyes darkened, his voice low. “Wanna know how it tastes?” “Yesss,” Sabrina moaned, her mind flashing to every porn scene she’d devoured. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, her petite frame perfectly level with his thick length. Clutching the base, she opened her mouth like a hungry vixen, her tongue slowly tracing the underside of his cock, savoring every inch with wicked delight.

Sabrina eagerly took his thick cock into her mouth, sucking slowly, craving its massive size. Her lips stretched around the head, managing just a few inches as she savored the challenge. Growing bolder, she slid her hands from his shaft to his strong thighs, bobbing her head back and forth, lost in the thrill. The painter’s gaze locked on her, her eyes sparkling with ecstasy. She was so good, he couldn’t resist—his rough hand rested on the back of her head, guiding her gently as she quickened her pace. After a moment, she paused, plunging deeper, her throat straining to take half his length, pushing her limits with a hungry moan.

Sabrina pulled back for a moment, gasping, “That’s so good!” Her eyes glowed with lust, loving every second. She kissed the tip of his cock, then dove back in, sucking like a wild vixen, outshining any porn star. Kissing the shaft, she slipped a finger in her mouth, gathering spit and slathering it over his length, making it slick and sloppy. With a determined moan, she pushed deeper, taking three-quarters of his massive cock, barely breathing as her heart pounded. The painter growled, “You’re a professional slut,” his words sparking a thrill in her. She winked, her lips curling into a naughty smile, and kept sucking with fierce, sloppy rhythm.

Sabrina sucked eagerly for two minutes, then tried to take his cock deeper, managing only half before pulling back with a gasp. She resumed sucking, her eyes locked on his, and purred, “What’s your name?” The painter flashed a devilish grin. “Joseph,” he growled. Stroking him with her hands, she teased, “You like young, tight pussy?” His voice rumbled, “Yeah, bitch.” “Good,” she smirked, diving back to suck his cock, teasing him mercilessly. Joseph’s control frayed as she taunted, “Wanna stretch my tight pussy, Joseph?” “Yeah, honey,” he groaned, thrilled to see this rich babe worshiping his cock with such naughty hunger.

Sabrina paused, her voice teasing, “You won’t hurt me with this big cock, will you?” Joseph’s low growl sent shivers down her spine. “No, I’ll make you feel so good,” he promised. “Will you be gentle?” she purred. “Oh yeah,” he moaned, “for sure.” She dove back in, sucking eagerly, the room filled with sloppy, wet sounds of her lips on his cock. Joseph groaned, losing control. “You’re driving me wild, you fucking slut! Fuck your face!” he roared, pulling out. He ordered her to lie back, hands down, letting him take charge. “Open your mouth wide, tongue out,” he commanded. Slowly, he pushed his cock deep into her mouth, growling, “I’ve got your fucking face!” Sabrina’s mouth filled with his cum, drool spilling as she took him deeper, moaning, “I love you fucking my face!” Both gasped and groaned, lost in lust. His rough hand gripped her head, thrusting deeper until it hit her throat. Tears streamed from her eyes, her breath ragged, but she loved every second, reveling in the wild thrill.

After minutes of wild face-fucking, Sabrina pulled back, scooping cum from his cock with her fingers and licking it slowly, her eyes burning with lust. In a husky whisper, she said, “I want you to fuck me on Mom’s bed.” Joseph grinned, his voice rough. “There you go.” “This is such a turn-on,” she purred, standing and leading him to the bed, her hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. Her gaze roamed his chiseled body, her fingers tracing his hard chest. “Your body’s amazing,” she gasped. Joseph, done waiting, shoved her onto the bed, her back hitting the sheets. Like a beast, he yanked at her tight jeans, ripping them off with raw strength, leaving her in a white panties and top. He crashed his lips against hers, their first kiss igniting sparks. Tearing off her panties, he pounced, kissing her neck and body with feral hunger, his hands claiming every inch of her trembling frame.

With one brutal tug, Joseph ripped Sabrina’s top apart, his 85-kilo frame towering over her like a beast unleashed. She craved his raw power, barely able to breathe under his weight. He gripped her head, kissing her hard, while her hands roamed his body, squeezing his firm ass and kissing his face. He paused, trailing hot kisses down her neck to her perky tits, biting them gently as she moaned loudly. His lips moved between her breasts, then lower, licking her trembling belly. Sabrina’s senses spiraled out of control. Joseph seized her legs, spreading them wide, and kissed her pussy lips, diving in with feral hunger, licking like a man possessed. For him, fucking this rich, naughty girl was a dream come true. Sabrina clutched the sheets, her moans echoing as her pussy dripped with pleasure, her body shaking. “Ahhh!” she cried, lost in the wild heat.

Joseph collapsed onto the bed, catching his breath. Sabrina knew what to do—crawling on all fours, she dove in, sucking his cock eagerly for a minute. “I love how it tastes,” she purred, making it sloppy with spit for what was coming. Like a naughty vixen, she licked from his balls to the tip in one slow, sultry glide, then kissed his balls softly. Taking them into her mouth, she played and sucked like a pro, igniting his hunger for more. Knowing his massive cock might overwhelm her tight pussy, she spit generously, making it slick. Grabbing oil from her mom’s makeup kit, she poured it over his length, stroking it with both hands until it glistened. Joseph watched, speechless, his eyes burning with lust. “You’re rock hard,” she teased, her voice dripping with wicked confidence.

Sabrina smirked, stroking his slick cock. “I could play with this all day—is that what you want?” she teased. “Your dick’s so big, I can’t believe it! You love me blowing on it?” She held his throbbing length gently, blowing soft air across it, making him squirm. “Fuck you!” Joseph growled, his voice thick with lust. She kissed the tip of his cock, her eyes locked on his. “Wanna get inside me?” she purred. “Oh yes,” he groaned, his hunger for her tight body burning through every word.

Sabrina straddled Joseph’s lap, her petite frame quivering as she guided his glistening, massive cock into her tight, dripping pussy. Joseph’s calloused hands grazed her soft thighs, steadying her, then clamped onto her tiny ass, forcing her down to take every thick inch like she was his personal plaything. “I need to feel it all,” she gasped, her voice a sultry moan, “Ohhh, fuck!” She rocked slowly at first, adjusting to his size, then rode faster, her body bouncing wildly, tits jiggling under his hungry stare. His cock slipped out, slick with her juices, but he gripped it, slamming it back into her pussy with a growl, pounding her hard. The room filled with her desperate cries—“Oh yes, yes!”—and the wet smack of her ass against his thighs, her breath stolen by the relentless rhythm. After four minutes of raw, pussy-stretching fucking, she begged, “Stretch my holes, please, ooooh!” Joseph smacked her ass hard, his pace turning feral, fucking her like a beast unleashed. “I’m cumming, fuck, argh!” she roared, hammering her for three more minutes before pausing, his chest heaving. Sabrina, gasping for air, slid down, her tongue greedily licking his cock clean, her eyes burning with lust for the next round.

Sabrina’s lips teased his cock with gentle sucks as she whispered, “Keep stretching my pussy.” Joseph’s hand cracked hard against her ass, his voice a low growl. “Get ready for round two, bitch.” She obeyed instantly, scrambling onto all fours, her body trembling with anticipation. He slapped her ass again, spreading her cheeks wide, then plunged his massive cock deep into her dripping pussy. Sabrina rocked back and forth slowly, settling into doggy style, their bodies syncing in a naughty rhythm. Joseph ramped up the pace, ramming into her with force, his hands pressing her ass cheeks as he claimed her. “It’s such a big cock, oh my God!” she cried, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain, loving every brutal thrust. Overwhelmed, her head collapsed onto the bed, fingers clutching the sheets desperately. Joseph showed no mercy, pounding faster, each deep stroke shaking her tiny frame. For five minutes, he fucked her like a savage beast, at least two thrusts a second, relentless and raw. “I’ve never cummed so much!” she gasped, her body quaking. He yanked her hair, pulling her back as he fucked her harder for minutes more, then crashed his lips against hers in a fierce, hungry kiss.

Joseph paused for a moment, then shoved Sabrina onto her back, collapsing onto her in missionary, his lips devouring her face and neck with rough kisses that left her numb with desire. She was powerless, craving only deeper penetration, her body his to command. He fucked her slowly, his eyes locked on hers, each thrust deliberate and teasing. Sabrina cupped his face with trembling hands, kissing him deeply, her voice a needy whisper. “Stretch my holes, please!” Joseph grinned, loving her raw hunger. He hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, settling into the position with a wicked glint. Taking a deep breath, he slammed into her pussy, fucking her deep and hard. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cried out, “Don’t stop, keep fucking!” Her hands clutched the pillows, knuckles white. For minutes, he pounded her relentlessly, savoring the ecstasy twisting her face as he brutalized her tight lovehole. Her gaze softened, staring into his eyes with a lover’s tenderness, but he slapped her cheek lightly, snapping her back to the raw sex. Her legs shook wildly, trembling under his weight. Leaning closer, he kissed her fiercely, claiming her lips as he drove even deeper.

Joseph paused, flipping Sabrina onto her stomach for pronebone, pinning her flat as he buried his face in her dripping pussy. He devoured her clit with fierce kisses and sucks, sending her into a frenzy of moans, her body quaking with pleasure. Climbing over her trembling form, he ravaged her back and neck with hungry, biting kisses, her skin burning under his touch. She was lost in ecstasy, craving every brutal second. His voice rasped, thick with lust, “Final round, babe. This’ll hurt. You still want it?” Sabrina kissed him back, her voice a desperate plea. “Joseph, do it—stretch my pussy with your big black cock, whatever it takes!” He slammed onto her back, his massive cock spearing her soaked pussy with slow, teasing strokes. “Oh fuck, you’re so deep!” she screamed, his tip slamming her inner walls. He unleashed his full force, fucking her like a rabid beast, no mercy, his relentless thrusts pounding her into the mattress. “Nobody’s fucked me like this!” she sobbed, clutching pillows and sheets, her cries choked by raw pleasure. Joseph, unyielding, growled, “Hold on, bitch, I’m gonna cum!” For five minutes, he ravaged her with savage, bone-rattling thrusts, their moans a primal roar, his cock driving her to the brink of collapse.

Joseph’s moans erupted, raw and guttural. “I’m about to cum!” he roared, yanking his massive cock from her soaked pussy. He slapped her ass hard, the sharp sting snapping Sabrina back to her senses. She knew her role—scrambling off the bed, she dropped to her knees, mouth wide open like a seasoned pornstar. Her hands gripped the bed for support, leaning forward, ready for him. Joseph smirked, his voice dripping with lust. “You’re a true pornstar, bitch!” With a primal grunt, he unleashed, spraying hot cum across her face, splattering her eyes and cheeks. Sabrina, unfazed, scooped the cum with her fingers, licking it hungrily, then dove in like a cum-hungry slut, licking every last drop from his throbbing cock and swallowing it all. Joseph grinned down at her cum-streaked face, savoring the sight of her wicked devotion.

Sabrina lovingly cleaned his cock with her tongue, giving it a slow, teasing blowjob for a minute before pulling back with a sultry grin. “Gotta wash my face before Mom gets home,” she purred, standing up, her cum-streaked cheeks glistening. Joseph laughed, delivering a playful, stinging slap to her ass, making her squeal. They slipped into the bathroom, stepping under the steaming shower, their bodies pressed close as they kissed hungrily, water cascading over their skin, lips locked in a heated dance. After drying off, they dressed quickly, sneaking to the dining table where Sabrina’s mom had left food. Giggling like conspirators, they fed each other bites, their hands wandering under the table, teasing with naughty touches, the thrill of getting caught sparking every glance.

Sabrina’s mom stepped through the door just as Joseph straightened up, his workman’s charm masking the wicked heat they’d shared. “All done, ma’am,” he reported smoothly, detailing the painting job with a calm nod, his eyes flicking to Sabrina with a hidden spark. As he turned to leave, he waved at her, his fingers lingering in the air like a secret promise. Sabrina’s heart raced—she slipped outside, pretending to check the porch, her bare feet soft on the cool ground. “Joseph,” she whispered, catching him by the gate, her voice thick with longing. “I can’t stop thinking about you… your hands, your cock… when will I feel you again?” His lips curled into a hungry smirk, his voice low and rough. “Soon, my naughty girl. I’ll find you, and we’ll fuck till you can’t walk.” She bit her lip, eyes burning with need. “Promise me,” she breathed, her fingers brushing his arm, aching for his touch. “Oh, I swear,” he growled, leaning close enough for her to feel his breath. “Your tight pussy’s mine next time.” With a final, smoldering glance, he walked away, leaving her trembling, her body alive with the promise of their next forbidden dance.

TO BE CONTINUED.!

Thank you, my daring readers, for diving into Sabrina’s wild, naughty adventure with such patience and passion. Your hunger for every steamy moment fuels my fire to write more forbidden tales. I’d love to hear your thoughts—drop your feedback in the comments or message me directly to share what made your pulse race! Want to stay connected for more sinful stories? Find me on social media—let’s keep the heat alive. Follow AsmoZaddyCraves and slide into my DMs. Until our next wicked ride, stay craving.