LOGINCHAPTER 3: SHARED LIKE A GOOD FUCKTOY TAMMIE’S POV My hands are shaking as I reach for the wooden spoon, as I try to stir the bubbling sauce while he rails me from behind. It's impossible to focus - his cock is so deep, hitting places inside me that make my vision blur, and every thrust shoves me against the counter hard enough to rattle the pots. "Good girl," he grunts, fucking me harder. "Such a good little fucktoy, letting me use your holes while you make me dinner. This is what you were made for, Tammie. Cooking my meals, keeping my house clean, and taking my cock whenever I need to empty my balls." The orgasm blindsides me. One second I'm stirring sauce, the next I'm coming so hard the spoon clatters to the floor and I'm screaming his name, my pussy milking his cock in desperate waves. He doesn't slow down. Fucks me right through it, uses my convulsing cunt to get himself off, and when he finally comes, he buries hims
CHAPTER 2: COOKING WITH HIS COCK INSIDE METAMMIE’S POVThe moan that wants to tear from my throat is barely contained - I bite my tongue so hard I taste copper as he sinks into me inch by devastating inch. He's big, so fucking big, stretching my walls around his girth, filling me up in a way I've never been filled before. By the time he bottoms out, his hips flush against my ass, I feel impaled. Split open. Owned."Jesus Christ," he groans, his grip tightening on my hip. "You're tight. Tightest fucking cunt I've ever felt. Like a hot little fist squeezing my cock." He pulls back slowly, then pushes in again, and the drag of him against my sensitive walls makes stars explode behind my closed eyes. "This pussy was made for me, wasn't it? Made to be stuffed full of my cock whenever I want."He starts to fuck me in slow, deep strokes - pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, setting a rhythm that's lazy and indulgent, like he has all the time in
CHAPTER 1: THE FREEUSE CONTRACTTAMMIE’S POVROOMMATE AGREEMENT - ADDENDUM CEffective Date: March 15thBetween: Reed Callahan (Roommate A) and Tammie Moreno (Roommate B)Clause 7: Roommate B agrees to make herself available for Roommate A's physical use during designated sleeping hours (11pm - 7am). During these hours, Roommate B will remain passive and non-responsive. Roommate A may access Roommate B's body at his discretion, without prior notification or explicit verbal consent at the time of access, as consent is given in perpetuity upon signing of this agreement.Clause 8: In exchange for compliance with Clause 7, Roommate A will assume full responsibility for Roommate B's portion of rent ($1,850/month) for the duration of this agreement.Clause 9: Either party may terminate this agreement with 48 hours written notice.Clause 10: Roommate B confirms she is of legal age, sound mind, and entering this agreement freely and without coercion.Signature: Tam
CHAPTER 5: LEAKING DADDY'S LOADMIRA'S POVThe orgasm detonates through me. Not a wave this time but an explosion, my whole body convulsing, my pussy clenching around him in rhythmic pulses that milk his cock. I hear him groan, feel him bury himself deep, and then he's coming too - hot, thick ropes flooding my cunt as he holds himself inside me."Fuck, Mira - fuck -"He keeps coming, keeps filling me, and I feel every pulse, every throb, every drop of his cum painting my insides. It's too much. There's so much that it starts leaking out around his cock, dripping down my thighs, making a mess of us both.He stays inside me for a long moment, both of us panting, trembling, destroyed. Then he slowly pulls out and I feel his cum gush out of me, feel it sliding down my thighs in thick, obscene rivulets."Holy shit," I whisper into the face cradle."Yeah." His hand strokes down my spine, almost tender. "That abo
CHAPTER 4: FILLED, FOLDED, FUCKED STUPIDMIRA'S POVI am. God, I am. My eyes keep dropping to that thick bulge, imagining what's underneath, imagining how it would feel stretching me open after years of nothing but my own fingers and mediocre vibrators."Tell me what you want, Mira." He hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his sweatpants, pulling them down just enough to show the deep V of his hips, the trail of dark hair leading down. "Use your words.""I want-" My voice cracks. I swallow and try again. "I want you to fuck me.""Want me to fuck you where?"Jesus Christ. "Here. On the table. Wherever. I don't care, I just need-""Need what?""I need your cock inside me." The words tumble out desperate and shameless. "Please, Jerome. I've been thinking about it for years - since I was nineteen, since the first time I saw you come out of the pool with your shorts clinging to-" I cut myself off, face bu
CHAPTER 3:CUMMING ON MY BEST FRIEND'S DADDY'S TONGUE MIRA'S POV He's stretching me now, filling me in a way that aches in the best possible way, and his thumb hasn't stopped circling my swollen, throbbing clit for even a second. I'm so sensitive that every touch feels like too much and not enough at the same time. "Emerald talks about you constantly," he continues, conversational, like he's not two fingers deep in her best friend's dripping pussy. "How stressed you've been. How you never make time for yourself. How you haven't been with anyone since that asshole ex of yours." His fingers curl, finding that devastating spot inside me, and I bite clean through the foam of the face cradle. "What was his name? Jorah? Emerald said he never made you come. Said you faked it for two years because he was too selfish to learn how to touch you properly." I want to fucking die.







