Mag-log inVictor stood behind me, cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined mess. He reached down, scooped a finger through the cum dripping from my hole, then brought it to my lips. "Taste how full I left you, baby girl." I sucked his finger clean without hesitation, moaning softly at the salty, musky mix. "More," I whispered. "I want both of you again. Harder this time." Jamal chuckled low, stroking his length back to full hardness. It looked even longer now, curved and slick from my spit. "Greedy little thing. Flip over. I want to see your face while I fuck you." Cum Inside Me, Daddy is a collection of straight-up filthy stories about raw, no-limits sex. Bodies crashing together in hard fucks. Holes stretched wide, throats used rough, sheets drenched in cum and sweat.Each one dives deep into pure hunger, cocks slamming in deep, pussies taking it hard, asses getting claimed with no mercy. All the taboo stuff you crave, laid out in brutal detail.No romance. No sweet talk. Just hard, wet, pounding sex that leaves you spent. This book isn't about love. It's about need and giving in until you're soaked.
view moreCole stayed inside her for a while after he finished. Elena could still feel him pulsing. His breathing slowly evened out against her neck. When he finally pulled out, a thick trickle of his cum followed and ran down the inside of her thigh.He didn’t say anything at first. He just stood up, walked back to his table, and picked up a brush like nothing had happened. Elena stayed on the couch, her legs still open, body flushed and messy. She watched him mix paint on the palette.“Stay exactly like that,” he said without looking up. “Don’t clean up.”She did. The cool air of the studio touched the wetness between her legs. Cole painted in silence for several minutes, eyes moving between her body and the canvas. The only sounds were the soft drag of the brush and her own uneven breathing.After a while he set the brush down, wiped his hands, and came back to the couch. He didn’t speak. He simply knelt between her thighs, pushed them wider, and put his mouth on her.Elena’s back arched. H
Elena needed the money. The ad was simple it a private artist seeking nude model for long sessions and the pay was good very discreet. She showed up at the loft on a quiet Tuesday afternoon.The artist was named Cole his tall, and doesn't talk much probably in his mid-thirties, with paint-stained hands and a steady gaze. The studio was large and full of natural light. A wide couch sat near the windows. A big wooden table held brushes and sketches.“You can change behind the screen,” Cole said. His voice was calm. “Take your time.”Elena undressed completely and stepped out. Cole looked at her without rushing her full breasts, the soft curve of her waist, the thick shape of her hips and ass. He nodded once.“Stand there first. And put your bands at your sides.”He sketched for a while. The only sounds were the soft scratch of charcoal and Elena’s breathing. Then he set the pad down and walked closer.“The pose needs adjusting,” he said.His hands settled on her waist. He turned her sli
The next night Claire didn’t even pretend she was only there to swim. She walked through the side gate a little after eleven. Grant was already in the water, waiting in the deep end. The moment she stepped in, he moved toward her.He didn’t waste time with words. He pulled her against him, kissed her hard, and untied her bikini top. His hands covered her heavy breasts right away, squeezing and rolling her nipples until she moaned into his mouth. He pushed her bikini bottoms down and let them float away. His fingers slid between her legs and found her already wet.Grant turned her around, bent her forward against the pool wall, and pushed his cock inside her in one deep thrust. Claire’s hands gripped the edge. He started fucking her hard from the first stroke. Strong, full thrusts that made her thick ass bounce against him. Water splashed around their bodies. The wet sound of his cock sliding in and out of her mixed with the soft slap of skin.He kept that same deep rhythm for a long
Claire had been using the neighbor’s pool for almost two weeks. The big house next door stayed dark most nights, and the water was always warm. She would wait until after eleven, slip through the side gate, and swim in the quiet dark wearing only a thin bikini.On the fifteenth night she stepped into the water and realized she wasn’t alone.A man was already standing in the shallow end. Tall, broad shoulders, dark hair wet against his head. He was the owner, the one she had only seen from a distance before. His name was Grant. He didn’t look surprised to see her.“You’ve been coming here every night,” he said. His voice was low and calm.Claire’s heart beat fast. She stayed in the water, the surface covering her chest. “I thought no one was home.”“I was.” He moved closer through the water. “I watched you.”He stopped in front of her. Water dripped from his chest. Claire could feel the heat of his body even before he touched her. His hand settled on her waist under the water, then sl
The next day drags on forever. I spend it by the pool, trying to read some trashy novel on my phone, but every page blurs into thoughts of Jax. My body's still sore from last night, a sweet ache between my legs that pulses every time I shift in the lounge chair. I keep replaying his hands on me, h
God, I remember my first year in college like it was yesterday. The lectures, the late nights cramming, and yeah, the crushes that hit you like a truck. But nothing compared to Professor Alex Harlan. He was only twenty six, fresh out of grad school, with that messy dark hair that always looked lik
Victor ran a hand down my spine, fingers dipping between my ass cheeks to trace the mess dripping from my hole."Look at this cunt," he said quietly. "So full already, but still leaking like it wants more. You really are a greedy little slut, aren't you?"I nodded, voice hoarse. "Yes. I want everyt
I stayed face down on the bed for a few seconds, catching my breath, body still trembling from the overload. Victor stood behind me, cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined mess. He reached down, scooped a finger through the cum dripping from my hole, then brought it to my lips. "Tas






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