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2025-11-20 02:05:07
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Dirty Little Sinner: Taboo Chronicles. Daddy Issues 3.
I didn’t wait for another order. My hands went straight to the hem of the hoodie and yanked it over my head. The cool kitchen air hit my bare skin. I shoved the ruined remains of my dignity aside and knelt there completely naked, staring up at the thick black cock that had just slapped my face.It was even bigger up close. Dark, heavy, veins running along the length, the head already shiny with a bead of precum. My mouth watered.“Can I taste it, daddy?” I asked, voice already small. “Please? I want to be good for you.”“Go on then,” he said, voice low. “Show me what that pretty mouth can do.”I leaned in and licked the head first, slow, tasting the salt of him. Then I opened wide and took him in. My lips stretched around the thickness. I sank down as far as I could, feeling the head push against the back of my throat almost immediately. I gagged, spit flooding around his cock and running down my chin.I pulled back, gasping. “Am I doing it right, daddy? Does it feel good?”“Keep goin
Dirty Little Sinner: Taboo Chronicles. Daddy Issues 2.
Aria walked into the kitchen carrying two heavy bags and set them down on the counter with a soft thud. Her eyes moved between us. First to her dad, then to me, and the easy smile she usually wore faltered for half a second.“Why are you both staring at me like that?” she asked. “Did something happen? And why the fuck are you so sweaty, Jenna? It’s just cooking.”My heart was still racing. The hoodie felt too warm against my skin. I could still feel the ghost of his fingers inside me and the wet mess between my thighs.“Yeah… actually we were waiting for you, Aria,” I said, my tone a bit shaky.“Right. We were, honey.” Avery’s tone was calm, steady, the perfect cover. “You both go sit down. I’ll serve the food.”We walked into the dining room. Aria dropped into her chair like it was nothing, already reaching for her phone. I took my time. Every step reminded me I had no panties on. The insides of my thighs were slick, and when I finally lowered myself onto the wooden seat the cool sur
Dirty Little Sinner: Taboo Chronicles. Daddy Issues 1.
Aria’s voice cut through the quiet of the living room like a knife.“Jenna! Please put some clothes on, we have to go do the household shopping. My dad’s busy and there’s still a lot to do, Omg.”My head fell back against the couch cushions. I was drowning in one of her oversized hoodies, the hem barely covering the tops of my thighs, and the only thing underneath was a pair of thin lace panties that left almost nothing to the imagination. The fabric of the hoodie was soft and warm and smelled faintly like her detergent. I didn’t want to move.“Aria, come on,” I groaned, eyes still closed. “It’s the fifth day of rest after a hard semester. Take a break, will you?”She stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips, already dressed in jeans and a tank top, keys dangling from one finger. “Uhmm… girls I need a hand here.”I cracked one eye open. Mr. Avery’s deep voice floated in from the kitchen, calm and low. Aria’s face shifted into that familiar mix of irritation and calculation. Sh
Dirty Little Sinner: Taboo Chronicles. Wet Little Hypocrite 2.
The morning light cut across the room in thin gold rays. I woke sticky and sore, Beckett’s arm heavy across my waist, his cock soft but still half-hard against my ass. The room smelled like sex, sweat and the coffee he must have made at some point last night. My project notes lay scattered on the floor where I had dropped my bag. The paper that had been my excuse felt like my biggest enemy.I tried to slide free without waking him but his arm tightened around me.“Slick bastard. Running already?” His voice was sleep-rough, amused. “After I came inside you?”Heat flooded my face. I had lost count somewhere after the second round on the sofa and the third against the kitchen counter. My cunt still felt open and used. His cum had dried in sticky trails down my inner thighs. “I have class,” I said, but the protest landed flat.Beckett sat up behind me, chest warm against my back. One hand slid around to cup my breast, thumb brushing the nipple that immediately tightened. “Class can wait.
Dirty Little Sinner: Taboo Chronicles. Wet Little Hypocrite 1.
I promised myself I wouldn't ever need his help. Not for this entire semester nor for this course. Not after the last argument, not after the way he had looked at me like I was some sort of stupid being. Beckett Vaughn was a third-year senior with a GPA that made professors soft and a mouth that doesn't know how and when to shut the fuck up. He was arrogant as hell. Stupid-smart in the way that made every correction feel like an insult. I was a freshman still learning where the hell the east campus library even was, and somehow I had ended up paired with him for a joint research that neither of us could drop without tanking our GPA. Four nights ago he had leaned across the long table in the quiet stacks, arm brushing mine while he stabbed a finger at a paragraph I had spent three hours writing. “This is stupid and mid” he said, voice low enough that only I could hear. “You’re smarter than this crap you just wrote. Fix it or I’ll fix it for you and take the credit.” I had told him to
Dirty Little Sinner: Taboo Chronicles. A Cunt For Lunch.
She dragged him behind the science block the second the lunch bell rang. Their was barely any conversation between them, just her fist in the front of his shirt and the look that said she was already soaked and dying to get a piece of him. The narrow strip of concrete between the building and the chain-link fence was half-hidden by overgrown bushes and a row of overflowing dumpsters. Students cut through the main path twenty feet away. Voices, laughter, and the scrape of shoes on the pavement.She shoved him down onto the low concrete ledge, yanked her pleated plaid mini skirt up around her waist, and hooked one leg over his shoulder. She had no panties on. She’d taken them off in the bathroom between second and third period and stuffed them in her bag. Her pussy was already shiny, the outer lips swollen and parted, a thick string of clear slick of arousal connecting them when she spread her feet wider.“Eat my pussy” she hissed. “Right fucking now. And don’t you dare stop even if som
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