LOGINTHE PROFESSOR’S LESSON.
EPISODE 1: WE GIRLS SHOULD STICK OUR HOLES TOGETHER AND STICK TOGETHER. ABBY My school reputation was spotless. No student could ever say they had seen me use the student bathroom. As an English professor, I always made sure to avoid it. But this afternoon, I had a stomachache that caught me at the worst possible time. I found myself trapped against the wall of the third stall in the ladies' room, forced to listen to twoHOUSE RULES: PAYMENTS IN ACTS OF SERVICE, EPISODE 6: CUMING OF AGE "It will be our little sec—" I barely had time to finish the sentence. Before my words were even out, Oliver buried himself deep inside me. At first it was halfway, then all the way, until we were linked so tightly it felt like his heavy balls were pressing against me too. I shuddered. The sensation was a sharp, burning stab, but it instantly melted into raw, consuming pleasure. He was finally inside me, my tight walls clenching desperately around him. Every heavy vein and hard throb became a part of me, his face inches from mine. I gripped his biceps under his shirt. His muscles flexed as he pulled back and pushed in again, slower this time. Then he drove forward once more, and I eagerly slammed my hips upward to meet him. "How does that feel?" "It feels like you and I are one," I gasped, digging my fingernails into his back and down his waist. He let out a low growl right in my ear and slammed into
HOUSE RULES: PAYMENTS IN ACTS OF SERVICE, EPISODE 5: SHIT! FORGOT I WAS A VIRGIN. I grinned around him, swirling my tongue over his wet shaft. Knowing I had won his words, I went for the final kill. My mouth was dripping, and I dragged my lips over the slimy length in my hands. Oliver’s hips bucked beneath me. I held the base of his cock tightly, tightened my grip around it, and plunged my throat back down onto him. This time, I had no intention of moving away until he was bucking and coming all over my face. Oliver groaned loudly, his hips thrusting upward as his legs shook. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum if you keep going that hard,” Oliver whispered in a breathless, ragged moan. I moved my head up and down, refusing to come up for air. “Fuck. Shit. Fuck. What the hell,” Oliver moaned, jerking violently under my hold. His fingers tangled in my hair, and I twirled my tongue faster. Up, down, slurping, licking, swallowing, spitting. My throat stretched around him
HOUSE RULES: PAYMENTS IN ACTS OF SERVICE, EPISODE 4: A LITTLE PRIVACY, A LITTLE SHOW “Who wants a beer? I know I want one,” Oliver announced, still holding me. The guys were coming out from under me, one by one, but I could still feel their warm tongues there, inside me, all over me. Another spray of juices leaked out and onto my legs, which were still shivering. I tried to breathe, as that was all I could do. I tried to catch my breath, but it wasn't even like I was running; I had just been standing. I had done nothing but take it all. “I want.” “Me.” “A beer would be nice.” They chorused their answers. Oliver looked down at me one last time and smiled devilishly. He left me by the countertop so he could grab the cans of beer for his friends. From the kitchen, I watched him throw one to each of them. Then the cans were opened, and they started to chug their drinks. “Where’s your girl?” Ace asked. “Catching her breath. You all messed her up even more than this house.
HOUSE RULES: PAYMENTS IN ACTS OF SERVICE, EPISODE 3: LICK ME UP Tyrone's tongue was the first thing I felt. It made me shudder so much I almost opted out of the deal. I did not think I could handle two tongues, let alone three. And what if Oliver joined them? I felt the need to press my legs together, but Tyrone parted them himself. I was exposed, completely bare for all their hungry eyes to see. "Keep it wide and apart for me," Tyrone said to my pussy lips. I fought the urge to close up and held my legs apart, just as he instructed. I felt the other boys move in behind me, and I could not stop thinking of how I smelled or tasted down there. It was so humbling. Another tongue touched me, pressing flat onto my sensitive skin. I felt another settle underneath my legs. I looked down and saw that it was Calix. He smiled up at me and held my legs over his shoulders before he started sucking hard on my clit. It hardened instantly at his touch, and I fought back a loud whimper
HOUSE RULES: PAYMENTS IN ACTS OF SERVICE, EPISODE 2: STEP BROTHER’S PROPERTY I could not figure out why Oliver and his friends demanded what they demanded, but I was elated to hear it. Is it that bad? I did not have a crush on any of them, but I had always told myself that if I was to date a guy, it would be a smart guy. And now I could sleep with all of them, the top boys of our class? I stood in the middle of the living room, my chest heaving as they gathered their tools. The kitchen was their first point of work. Oliver returned with a new faucet head. Instead of going to the kitchen, he stopped in front of me, holding the metal part like a prize. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, grinning wickedly. "I do. Are you too pussy and want to back down? I am sure your friends would not mind one less cock to please," I spoke brazenly. Oliver smiled and walked off, not before I saw the hard bulge straining in his pants. I followed behind him. Calix and Ace were sitti
HOUSE RULES: PAYMENTS IN ACTS OF SERVICE, EPISODE 1:MY BIG EIGHTEENTH DAVINA Oliver laughed from across the other end of the kitchen as we stood in the ruined mess I had created. "Mum and dad are going to kill you when they get back." "I'm a big girl, Oliver." "Big, bad eighteen, oh yeah," Oliver said with dripping sarcasm. He moved his hands to mock me, pretending to be me. "Tell that to our parents when they get back." "You'll get the same treatment. Didn't you have friends over?" Oliver pulled out his phone to show me my invitation card. "It didn't say Oliver and Davina. Did they expect me to chase everyone away from your party?" Oliver shoved his phone into his back pocket and started walking forward. As he did, he taunted me with all the damage our friends, whom I had invited to our house for my big eighteenth birthday, had done. "The kitchen tap is broken, the floorboard in the living room has a large crack in the centre. The carpet would be a decoy, but how long
Chapter One: The Arrangement KAREN “Ohh, yes! Keep swirling that tongue on my hard clit, okay?” Holly let out a low, guttural moan of pure pleasure, her fingers tangling in my husband’s hair to hold him perfectly in place. Through the hidden camera feed glowing in front of me, I watched him l
The party was winding down, but the house felt more suffocating than ever. Outside, the sky had bruised into thick, purple clouds that seemed to press against the glass. I’d been knocking back drinks to numb the hunger for Carter, but the alcohol only made my head swim. I stumbled into the kit
Carter’s smile was predatory as he dropped my leg, his lips glistening with my own essence. I buried my face in my hands, hot shame warring with the residual, electric thrum of an orgasm that refused to fade. “Oh my god,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “I can’t even look at you. You’re… you’re cov
I slipped into the house, climbing the stairs until the dull roar of the party was nothing but a distant hum. I wanted to cry, but that felt too fragile, too honest. I locked myself in the bathroom to splash cold water on my burning face. As I turned to leave, my heart stuttered. A figure sto







