MasukScrewed in the gym🍆🍆🍆🍑🍑Chapter 2: Don't stop 👄💦💦I didn’t walk toward the exit.I turned left instead and pushed open the door to the smaller restroom hallway that was right between the main locker rooms. The air was cooler here, it was quieter, the heavy sound of weight clanking from the gym floor reduced to a dull sound through the walls. I stopped near the water fountain and pretended to adjust the band of my sports watch. My pulse was still too fast. I could still feel the weight of his eyes from the mirror, the way the air had thickened every time our eyes locked on the mirror.Almost a minute passed.Then the door from the main floor opened and Noah stepped into the hallway.He slowed when he saw me. Then closed the door.The door swung shut behind him, cutting off the last of the gym noise. For a second we just stood there, a few yards apart from each other's personal space.“Didn’t expect to see you here,” he said. His voice was quieter than it had been out on the
Screwed in the gym🍆🍆🍆🍑🍑Chapter 1: His gaze👅💦💦I finished my last set of hip thrusts and sat up on the bench, breathing hard. Sweat had soaked through the back of my sports bra and the waistband of my shorts. My legs felt that good, heavy kind of tired that meant I had actually worked out. Around me the gym was still busy, weights were clanking, the low thud of someone else’s music leaking from the headphones, the usual mix of serious lifters and people half-heartedly scrolling on the machines.I grabbed my water bottle and towel and headed toward the long wall of mirrors where people usually stretched. That was my routine. Finish the heavy work, then spend ten minutes on the floor stretching before I left.He was already there.The guy I had been glancing at for a long time now.I noticed him the second I stepped into the open space in front of the mirrors. He was tall, wore dark shorts, a sleeveless shirt that showed the kind of shoulders that didn’t happen by accident
Fucked in a club 💦💦🍆🍆The bass was so loud it felt like it was played right inside my ear.I wanted to escape everything for a second and this was the place to come to.People rocked their bodies on the dance and so did I. I had been dancing with my friends for almost an hour when I realized someone was staring at me. I turned, and there he was.He was tall, his dark shirt open at the collar, his eyes locked on me like he had already decided how the night would end.He didn’t smile at me. He just held the look.I stared back longer than I should have. Something low in my stomach tightened. When the song changed I leaned toward my friend and said I was going to get water. I didn’t wait for her reply. I just moved through the crowd toward the edge of the floor. He was already walking the same direction as me.We reached the hallway that led to the bathrooms almost at the same time. The music was still loud, but it was muffled now. He stopped a few feet away, his eyes scanning m
Screwed on the first date🍆🍆🍆My best friend had dragged me to a blind date for the hundredth time this month. But this particular guy was different. He wasn't ‘trying too hard’ like the rest.His name was Grant, and somehow he caught my attention.He set his menu down and looked at me over the candlelight. “So what do you actually do when you’re not being polite on first dates?”I raised an eyebrow. “Who says I’m being polite?”“You’ve smiled at every waiter and laughed at least twice at things that weren’t that funny. That’s polite.” His mouth curved. “I’m more interested in the version of you that isn’t trying so hard.”Heat rose low in my stomach. “And what version is that?”“The one that keeps looking at my mouth when she thinks I’m not noticing.”I didn’t look away. “You’re very direct.”“That saves time.” He lifted his wine glass. “What about you? Direct or polite?”“Depends on the company.”“And right now?”I took a slow sip of my own wine before answering. “Still deciding.
Chapter 3: I'm cumming 💦💦💦💦🥵Jake’s head snapped up.Our eyes locked.For a second neither of us moved. His hand was still wrapped around his cock, the head flushed and shining with pre-cum. His chest rose and fell hard. “Lia,” he said, his voice cracking.I stepped fully into the bathroom. The door stayed open behind me. My heart was slamming so hard I could feel it in my throat, but my legs carried me forward until I was only a foot away from him.“You said my name,” I whispered.Jake swallowed. “I… fuck. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to—”“I’ve thought about you the same way.” The confession left me before I could stop it. “For a long time.”His eyes widened. The hand on his cock flexed once, like he couldn’t help it.I reached out and gently moved his hand away. My fingers wrapped around him instead. He was hot, thick, and hard. Jake’s breath left him in a rough, broken sound.“Lia… we shouldn’t—”“Don’t stop,” I said quietly. “Please.”I stroked him slowly from base to t
Chapter 2: Masturbation 🍆🍆🍆 Jake looked at the receptionist, then back at me. His expression was neutral, the same face he used when he was trying not to make something a bigger deal than it needed to be. “It’s fine,” he said. “We’ll take the room. It’s just one room. We’re best friends. It’s not going to be weird.” I nodded even though my stomach had already started doing slow, nervous flips. “Yeah. Just best friends. No big deal.” The receptionist looked relieved and started typing again. “Great. It’s suite 214. King bed, pull-out sofa, balcony. You’re all set.” She handed Jake the key cards. We picked up our bags and walked to the elevator in silence. By the time we reached the suite, it was nicer than I expected. It had wide windows and nice view just like the receptionist said. There was a small kitchen with a coffee maker and mini-fridge, a decent-sized bathroom with a glass shower, and one very large king bed that seemed to dominate the space the moment we walk
Chapter 2: A taste of temptationWe stood side by side at the kitchen counter working on the dough, and the unspoken tension kept increasing. Every little move I made turned into some kind of forbidden teasing. I had brushed my hip against his thigh when I reached for the flour. I let my arm slide
Chapter 1: Sinful thoughtsI never meant to catch feelings for the guy my mom was about to marry. It just kind of happened to me. I had tried ignoring it till I couldn’t anymore.Mom had been with Marcus for a whole year, and two weeks ago he proposed during a weekend trip. She came home practicall
The exam table's paper crinkled under me as Dr. Marcus Reed's gloved hands slid my sundress higher, exposing my thighs to the air. The clinic was deserted, the lights were dimmed, the door locked with a deliberate click he'd made earlier. At twenty-four, I was his patient, vulnerable on his table;
God, I'd been nursing this massive crush on Professor Harlan for like, two full semesters straight. It was one of those deep, gnawing aches that just twisted me up inside whenever he'd launch into his Victorian lit rants. That voice of his…deep, all commanding and shit. It'd snake around me like so







