Morgana was so focused on examining the zombie that the sounds from the game drowned out everything else around her. She didn’t notice the faint creak of the door opening behind her. Her attention was locked on the screen— her character struggling against a snarling undead in Dead World Online .

The in game prompt flashed: [Hold Q]

"Come on... come on!"

She muttered, hammering the key as her character fought to break free.

"Tch! Damn it! Why are you so strong? Grrr— break free already!"

She didn’t hear the slow footsteps approaching from behind. The man was now just a few steps away, his shadow stretching across the floor toward her. As she focused harder on the screen, he lunged.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her shoulders, and a warm breath tickled her neck. Morgana froze, startled by the unexpected contact.

"Oh—Sid? You came back? Did you forget something? Hey— stop, that tickles! Ha ha."

Her initial excitement quickly turned to confusion as the man’s grip tightened, his touch becoming more aggressive. She felt his hot breath against her neck, followed by the wet sensation of his tongue tracing a path along her skin.His saliva dripped down, leaving a trail of unfamiliar heat.

"Sid?"

She gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of arousal and uncertainty.

"What are you doing?"

Before she could react further, the man’s hand slid up from her waist, cupping one of her large breasts through her thin shirt. Morgana moaned softly, her body responding instinctively to the sudden stimulation. The man’s fingers dug into her flesh, kneading and squeezing with increasing fervor.

"Ughhh, unhh, Sid."

She breathed out, arching into his touch despite herself. As the man’s wild behavior intensified, Morgana’s senses snapped back to reality. Something was off; this wasn’t like Sid at all. A growing sense of unease crept up her spine, and she struggled to break free from his grasp.

"H-Hey... Sid? What’s wrong with you? You’re scaring me— let go!"

With a surge of adrenaline, Morgana wrenched herself out of the man’s arms and spun around to face him. Her heart raced as she took in his appearance, realizing with a shock that it wasn’t Sid standing before her. This man’s eyes were glazed over, his pupils dilated and unfocused. Foamy saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth as he let out a guttural growl, baring his teeth like a wild animal.

"I f*cking hate that name... Sid, Sid, Sid! Everyone keeps saying it!"

Morgana stumbled backward, her mind reeling. The man lunged at her again, his movements jerky and uncoordinated. She barely managed to dodge him, her heart pounding in her chest as she realized the grave danger she was in.

As the man lunged at her, Morgana’s instincts kicked in, and she managed to evade his grasp. But in the process, her legs were forced apart, leaving her vulnerable. The stranger took advantage of the situation, burying his face between her thighs and inhaling deeply.

"Did you miss me?"

He growled, his hot breath penetrating the fabric of her pants.

"I’ve missed your smell... the sensation of my dick sliding into your tight little pussy..."

Morgana’s eyes widened in shock as she recognized the voice. It was him— the President, her former fuck buddy from college. A mix of anger and unwanted arousal surged through her veins.

"Alexander."

She spat out, trying to push him away.

"What the hell are you doing? Get off me!"

But Alexander was undeterred.

"I told you not to leave me again. You were mine, Morgana! Mine!"

Morgana’s struggles weakened as Alexander tore away her panties, exposing her most intimate area to his hungry gaze. He didn’t hesitate, diving in and burying his face between her thighs. His tongue lashed out, parting her folds and delving deep into her core.

"Fuck, this is what I’ve been craving,"

Alexander growled against her flesh."

You missed my tongue, didn’t you, you dirty little slut? Say it!"

His sharp tongue flicked over her swollen clit, making Morgana cry out in pleasure.

"SLURP!"

Morgana gasped, her body tensing at the sudden intrusion. But as Alexander’s skilled mouth worked its magic, she found herself slowly yielding to the pleasure. His tongue swirled around her clit, sucking and teasing the sensitive bud until it throbbed with need. His fingers joined in, pumping in and out of her wet heat, stretching her walls and hitting that perfect spot inside that made her see stars.

"Alexander..."

She moaned weakly, her hips bucking against his face involuntarily. All thoughts of escape evaporated as the intense sensations consumed her. Her ex fuck buddy wild abandon only served to fuel the fire burning within her.

Morgana’s moans grew louder as Alexander’s tongue continued its relentless assault on her pussy.He lapped at her juices, savoring her taste and scent like a man starved.

"Fuck, you’re even sweeter than I remembered,"

He growled against her folds, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through her core. Unable to resist any longer, Morgana tangled her fingers in Alexander’s hair, holding him in place as she rode his face shamelessly. Her hips moved in rhythm with his tongue, chasing the building ecstasy.

"Yes...just like that..."

She panted, her voice thick with desire. Alexander seemed to sense her impending orgasm and doubled his efforts. But just as she was on the verge of climax, he abruptly pulled away. Morgana whimpered at the loss, only to gasp as he surged upward, tearing at her clothes with wild abandon.

"You’re a fucking whore,"

Alexander spat, his eyes blazing with anger and lust.

"You’ve been avoiding me, but your body betrays you. It craves my touch, doesn’t it? Tell me, Sid won’t fuck you. The disabled boy is too weak to even lift his limp dick for you."

Morgana’s face flushed with humiliation and arousal. She hated how much his cruel words turned her on.

"Shut up and fuck me! I don’t care what you say. Just shut your mouth and fuck me hard."