LOGINBy Friday, Quin completed her third chapter and everything went as she planned it. In fact, it turned out even better than she thought. Reading through her last couple of paragraphs with a pleased look on her face, Quin closed her laptop and stretched out her arms. She headed into the bathroom to take a quick shower and get ready for her classes.Returning to her room in clean clothes, she packed her books in her backpack while Jade was already sitting on her bed and surfing the Internet.“There is a new club downtown, Mara and I are planning to check it out tonight. Would you like to join us?” asked Jade.Quin didn’t even hesitate. “Really? Yeah, I’m in.”She couldn’t hide the excitement in her voice. She never visited such places before. All the closest experience that Quin had was dancing that she saw in movies and videos on the Internet. The idea of loud music and flashing lights as well as the opportunity to do something unusual excited Quin unexpectedly."Finally, somebody star
Before she had a chance to answer him, he flipped her over and pinned her beneath him. He traced the rim of her pussy, spreading her slickness up to her clit and back down, a maddening, teasing rhythm. "So fucking wet," he growled, finally sinking one thick finger inside her up to the second knuckle. Quin cried out, her back arching off the bed as he curled that finger, stroking a spot deep inside that made her vision white out. He began a slow, deliberate pump, in and out, the slick sounds of her arousal filling the air alongside her ragged breaths. He added a second finger, stretching her, filling her as he began to scissor them inside, opening her up, all while his thumb worked merciless circles over her clit. The dual sensation was overwhelming, a relentless, skilled assault that pushed her higher and higher, her muscles clenching around him, desperate for the release he was now so expertly denying her.His calloused finger began moving in small circles over her clit, sending a
Quin looked at Jade, she had noticed that both now and the last time, Jade hadn’t received dick penetration.Looking at them now, she sees that there is a story behind it. She wouldn’t have thought about it but, yeah, she wants to know why.She lied to herself that the reason she needed to know why is so she could write it in her story.She had come up with the first two chapters, she needed the third chapter before thinking of the next two before submitting it.She wants the fourth and fifth chapters to be something mind blowing, she would think about the content later on.When she sits on it, she would really think about it. Yes, she had decided that what she would do with her secret document is to publish it in a popular webnovel.And rejection would not be acceptable.She looked at Jade again.“Still no and you know why.” She replied.These people better open their mouths, she thought while still looking at them.“But all these you are doing is still cheating, you are still cheati
Quin's jaw clenched. She did not look at Jade but stared at Marcus, hiding her fury with a façade of icy detachment. She wanted to be the one in the bed, legs wide apart, taking all of him inside her till she could no longer see straight. She wanted the euphoric pleasure, the bliss of being penetrated and fucked, not the part of the servant who had to do the dirty job. But looking into Marcus's eyes and seeing how he regarded her, owning her entire body, Quin felt herself getting wet with lust. It infuriated her to want it, but her cunt betrayed her.It took no persuasion for Jade to get up on the bottom bunk, creaking the frame from the change of weight distribution. The mattress was threadbare and thin, the sheets rough and reeking of washing powder, but it did not matter to her. Jade stretched out on her back, opening her legs and showing her wet pussy. She beckoned Quin with an upraised finger, a mocking smile curling her puffy mouth."C'mon then," Jade breathed, her voice quiveri
He fucked her in spite of the threats, his hips a steady machine. The experience was familiar but enhanced by the dominance. The warmth of her body, the tight velvety grip around him, trying to milk him with each inward thrust. The fluttering of her inner walls as he choked her increased his pleasure, a tight coil in his abdomen. He paid it no attention, focusing all his senses on her, on breaking her.Jade helped compose the symphony with her hands. She pinched Mara’s nipples through her thin tank top, squeezing them roughly between her fingers. Then, she bent her head again, nipping at Mara’s shoulder, leaving a red mark.“You are a fucking slut for this,” Marcus snarled as he drove into her particularly hard. “You like it when someone uses you like a hole.”“I am…” Mara gasped, defiance giving her the necessary strength. “Your hole. Fuck me harder.”With a slight change of angle, he lifted her hips and started hitting her clit with every inward stroke.Her spread legs began trembli
Wednesday. Thursday. She has now found a routine in the week that she never did before: lectures, labs, the dining hall, and the football field, where she can go to have fun, thinking that all work and no play would surely make a dull girl.The classes are fine; they were really good, even. Academics are one thing that she enjoys doing very much.And then there is the room. It is an environment that has become important. She returns to her room after classes, not because she has to, like the first week, but rather because she chose to return now.Mara is always there, in some form or the other: physically, through a text, or just by the way her perfume smells in the room. But Jade is more careful, more absent, returning always with steeze and composure, thus indicating that she has gone somewhere and done something and refused to speak about it. Quin looks at them and thinks, They are teaching me something without actually intending to. Or perhaps with full intention.Thursday evening







