LOGINJade
Four words. My brain is yet to recover from the insane kiss to try to talk myself out of disobeying his orders. I’m yanking the buttons of my silk shirt faster than I have ever done before. My shirt meets the floor in seconds. “I’ve imagined fucking you since the day you arrived,” he whispers, closing the distance between us. “Fucking myself with your image in my head.” “Eating you out.” He bends his head and take my right nipple in his wet lips. I let out a breathless moan in response. “Fucking you right here,” he continues, his voice husky with lust. His fingers begin to tease both nipples, quickening my breaths as my eyelids flutter. He replaces his fingers with his lips as he bunches up my skirt in haste. I curl my arm around his neck, sinking my fingers into his skin then into his hair. He lifts me up, our lips back on each other as he leads us to his seat. I lift my waist, wanting his dick inside me already. His fingers hold my waist tight as he pulls me back to fit his length into me. I groan, slowly feeling my walls stretch out by his thick, veiny dick. He groans as I dig my fingers in his skin, his dick filling every inch of me. “Take it all baby, fuck” I grip his arm with my other hand. Feeling his dick in the deepest parts of me. “Your cunt’s so fucking tight,” he groans as I move to adjust on him. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I begin to move, rocking him slowly. I moan feeling the ache replaced by heat in between my thighs. He kisses me harder with one hand in my hair and the other on my waist. My body tense as I lift myself and bring my body back down in a swift motion. "Fuck," he gasps. His fingers find their way to my breasts and he teases them as I ride him. I move faster, moaning as I bend my body toward him. He grabs my waist tighter as he reaches a spot inside me with every roll of my hips. His hands slip to my ass, cupping it as he thrusts his dick in me harder. His waist matching a dangerously fast movement, slapping his dick into my wet pussy. "Jade," he says, short of breath. He lifts his hips to meet my thrust, letting a moan escape my lips. I curl my toes feeling a throbbing tension in me. He stops moving and holds me still. I feel an ache in between my thighs. “I owe this pussy now.” He moves swiftly, lifting me from his lap and bending me over his table. Before I can breath a response, he thrusts deeply into me. I scream his name in a raspy tone. He grinds his hip, as he jerks into me again. I hold onto the edges of the table feeling weak. My eyes flutter as I roll my head back in pleasure. He grips my neck and lowers his lips on my skin. I moan, feeling the wetness of his tongue. "Harder," I whisper. I arch my ass even more. "Fuck," he groans. “Your ass is so perfect.” He smacks my ass cheeks and does exactly as I say. His thrusts more deliberate and harder inside me. I spread my legs further, causing him to groan as he pounds me, reaching the very spot of throbbing pleasure. I feel his body tense as he draws nearer to a release. He quickens his movements, thrusting deeper. I'm screaming his name, feeling the build up of tension in me. He pulls out of me completely and jerks back into me almost immediately. I hold onto the table, feeling my grip weaken just as my knees almost give out. He holds my waist in place and he repeats the movement again. My moans have gotten louder. And i’m glad the office is empty. He groans as he thrusts one last time into me, jerking as he comes to a release. I feel the warmth of his cum slide down my ass crack as I try to catch my breath. He rubs his fingers on my pussy and leans into me, cupping my breast from behind and slides his wet finger nto my mouth. I suck it, tasting our release. “I want to taste every inch of you,” he whispers into my ears. I stiffen as I feel his two of his fingers rubbing my pussy. His lips trail a path from the tip of my ear to the back of my throat. My toes curl with building pressure from his fingers sliding into me. “So fucking wet.” I groan, listening to the sound of my wetness as he thrusts two of his fingers in and out of me. ‘ “Hear that.” My legs tremble as I bite my lips from screaming out loud. The sloshing sound of my wet pussy filling the air. I try to squirm away, the pressure feeling to much to bear now. Daniel holds my waist tight, keeping me in place, thrusting faster into me as the pad of his thumb circles my clit. My legs begin to shake with my release inching closer with each thrust. I bend my back further, crying out from the blast of pleasure skittering through me. I’m almost there…almost– My breath hitches as I feel his fingers slide out of me just before I hit my climax. My lips curling downwards in a frown. He turns me to face him, leans in to kiss me as he lifts me off my feet to sit on the edge of the table. “Don’t move,” he orders as he spreads my legs wide. My pussy in his face as he lowers himself to his knees. My eyes roll to the back of my head as his tongue settles on my pussy. He makes a sound against my core, leaving a tingling sensation. “Hmm yum,” he smiles, lifting his eyes to meet mine. I lose my mind when his tongue returns to the spot. He begins to suck my pussy lips gently, using his tongue to taste every inch of me too. I push some of the files on the table away to get a firm grip of the table just as he increases the pressure of his lips and tongue parting me. I’m about to explode. The whole of me. I scream out loud as I feel his fingers slide into me. My fingers tug his hair violently as I try to squirm away from all the pressure building up in my core. He doesn’t let me. Daniel keeps me in place with a firm grip on my thigh, spreading my legs even wider as he devours me. His tongue parts me with his teeth grazing my skin. It is a mix of pleasure and pain I don’t want to end. I’m moaning louder just as my legs begin to shake again. He adds more pressure, feasting on my pussy like a starved man. I arch my back, feeling my release closer. He doesn’t stop as I try to move away, about to die from ecstasy. I scream his name, the muscles in my legs tense as I melt into fluid. His head still in between my thighs. I’m panting hard, trying to recover. Daniel raises his head to meet my gaze. His stache dripping wet. “Hate me now?”AmberI push open the front door of the apartment I share with Jake. My arms ache from carrying heavy shopping bags. I spent the afternoon walking around the mall looking through stores and trying on clothes. Now I'm finally home as I step into the front door, I hear a sound.It's the hum of the TV coming from down the hallway. I know it's coming from Jake's bedroom. Jake always leaves his door open. It's a habit of his that I've gotten used to over the many months we've lived together as roommates.I kick off my sneakers near the door and I wiggle my toes feeling relieved to be out of the leather shoes. Just as I start to relax, I hear something. It isn't the normal sound of a show or a movie. I hear laughs and whispers, then I hear a sound. The unmistakable sound of moaning coming from the speakers. My heart skips a beat, I feel a shiver run down my back. I'm curious now so I walk to the kitchen, set my shopping bags on the messy counter. They make a thud but no one in the back o
AmeliaThe dark hallway feels like a tunnel and I am just drifting along with Julian, his hand heavy and warm on the back of my neck. My legs are shaking so much that I am worried I will just collapse right here on the carpet. I am clutching his suit jacket around my shoulders to hide the fact that my blouse is a rags now. We reach the glass doors of the conference room and he pushes them open. The silence of the room is swallowed up by the sound of our breathing. This room is all glass and metal with a massive table in the middle.Julian does not say a word. He just leads me to the head of the table. And sits down in one of the high backed leather chairs. He spreads his legs wide, looking at me. His eyes are dark and still full of a possessive hunger that makes my pussy clench in desperate need."Get down on your knees Amelia," he commands. "You have been a good girl so far. Now I want to see how well you can use that mouth of yours."I do not even hesitate. I sink down onto the
Amelia He doesn't even give me a second to find my breath the moment I return from the restroom.“Come here,” he orders.I still feel an ache between my thighs as I walk over to him and sit close to him.“That was good, you took my cock so well. I'm not done having a taste of that creamy pussy.”Before I could say a word, he hauls me up from the leather sofa, his fingers digging into my waist like he’s trying to leave a permanent grip on my bones. My blouse is hanging off one shoulder, and the lace of my bra is torn. His cum drips down my inner thighs.He pulls me over to the massive mahogany desk again but this time he doesn't make me sit. He spins me around and shoves my face down against the cold, hard wood."Look at the screen, Amelia," he growls, his voice sounding like a predator's. "Look at what a good little slut you are for me."I’m pressed flat against the desk, the smell of furniture polish and his sweat filling my nose. I look up, my vision a bit blurry, and see the mo
Amelia Mr. Thorne stands there, tall and imposing, while he strokes himself with a slow rhythm. I can't even look away if I wanted to, and honestly, part of me doesn't want to. My heart is still pounding against my ribs from what just happened, my breath is shaky. He looks at me, his eyes dark and hungry, and he reaches out with his free hand to grab the back of my neck."Stand up, Amelia," he says, his voice sounding rough.I stand up, my legs feeling a little bit like jelly, and he pulls me toward him. I’m still half dressed, my blouse hanging open and my skirt hiked up a bit, and when he pulls me against his chest, I can feel the heat of his skin through my thin lace bra. He leans down and kisses me, not a soft kiss at all, but something hard and demanding that tastes like he wants to swallow me whole. I find myself kissing him back, my fingers digging into his shoulders, trying to find some kind of balance."You've been driving me crazy for months," he mutters against my li
Amelia The office is really quiet now and the only sound is the humming of the air conditioning. I grab my bag, feeling its weight against my side then I hear a commanding voice behind me.“Amelia, stay for a moment."My heart jumps, it is Mr. Thorne, he's always the one who talks to me like that. I turn around, trying to smile. He is standing by his office door, the computer screen glows softly behind him. “I need you to work extra time tonight," he says.No way, I do not want to work. I've plans. "Is there a report you need now Mr. Thorne? I actually have things to do."He shoots me a hard gaze like he owns me.“It’s not about a report," he tells me. "It’s just filing."Filing at seven o’clock on a Friday? That sounds crazy.“I did all the records yesterday.”He walks towards me, his footsteps are quiet on the carpet. I can smell his cologne, it's cedar and something else. Then he stops close to me. “Not those files, Amelia.” His eyes are locked on mine. "Private files, the o
Bethany My heart pounds faster and my skin feels so hot.He stands in front of me. His shirt is wrinkled and his pants are up now but his belt isn’t fixed. His hand drops to his side.“Close the door, Bethany,” he growls, his eyes on me. “Or leave. Pick one now.”I look at his mouth when he says my name. I think of how he said it before when he thought he was alone.I turn around and close the door, I know what I want. He breathes out like he was holding it.“I’m 19,” I say again. My voice shakes. “Just do it.”“And I’m your professor?” he asks. “Look, I'm sorry you saw me and how I moaned your name but that's it.”“You’re Jack,” I say. “That’s who you were when your eyes were shut.”His jaw works, then looks at the folder on the chair, then at me.“You don’t know what you’re asking,” he says.“I do. I’m not lying. I don’t know everything. But I know I want this. “I wanted it since the first day of class when he talked about Caesar and looked at me for too long.“You walk in here,”
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