LOGIN“Shh, little girl,” he growled, teeth catching my bottom lip. I fought the moan, but he circled my clit, my hips jerked helplessly against his hand. Then he pushed my panties aside and sank two thick fingers inside me. I soaked his palm, knees buckling as tremors wracked me. “That’s it, cum for me,” he whispered against my ear. I did. Waves crashed through me while he held me up, stroking gently, murmuring filthy praise that made it sweeter, deeper, more shattering than anything I’d ever felt with a woman. I’m a lesbian. I’ve always known it, claimed it shamelessly. I’ve mapped women’s bodies with my mouth, hands, loving every touch and gasp. My best friend’s tongue between my legs has made me come countless times. The only man I tried, my ex, was awkward, unsatisfying. I swore off them forever. I love women. I love my best friend. So why does this man, her father, the one I should never want make me wetter with one stroke than she ever has? Why am I aching for his cock, pushed inside me, thrusting relentlessly, filling me, ruining me in ways no woman could? Why does bending over his desk for him feel like the right thing to do? One forbidden touch. One devastating truth: I might never want another woman again. When I rejected the vice chancellor's advances, my best friend's obsessive aunt, she threatened expulsion. My friend took me to her father, the college owner. One look at his body and I was lost. That night in their home, hiding in the kitchen while watching him cook, I touched myself, craving what is forbidden. Will my best friend discover my sudden addiction to her father? Will her aunt ever stop wanting me?
View More~Iris
“Letter of Expulsion!” I couldn’t believe what my eyes had just translated to my brain. I had walked into Miss Eunice’s office with my head high, feeling like a queen. She had sent for me, and I assumed it was to present my award. An award for Best Overall Brilliant Student wasn’t new to me, I had topped the results again this session. But this? “Ma, I think there’s been a misunderstanding,” I said carefully, staring at the paper. “I’m seeing a letter of expulsion here instead of…” She didn’t let me finish. Miss Eunice rose from her chair abruptly. As she approached me, her presence filled the room. Her dress was fitted and unapologetically bold, hugging her curves, the neckline cut low enough to reveal the generous swell of her breast. She always dressed like that, confident, provocative but who ever dared confront the Vice Councillor about it? Worse enough, she's the Alpha's only sister. It's impossible to confront her, not when she held your future in her hands. Her hand slid up to my neck, lingering there as she studied me. “You’re very much like me, Iris,” she said softly. “You hate men. You desire women. We are the same. Just accept me, and see how much pleasure we could share.” Her gaze dropped to my lips hungrily, waiting for my answer so she could feast on it. I glared at her in disgust. She was Alice’s aunt. Her father’s younger sister, the Alpha of this pack and the owner of this school. He had appointed her as the vice councillor himself. How could I betray my best friend with her own aunt? Never. I knocked her hand away when it moved closer. “I have nothing to offer you, ma’am,” I said, my voice shaking but firm. I had told her this before. She simply refused to hear no. She stiffened, then turned back to her seat. “Then I’m afraid the expulsion letter stands,” she said calmly, settling behind her desk. “Pack your belongings and empty your dorm. Your time at this college has come to an abrupt end.” She smiled. It made my hands tremble. “This is injustice,” I said, summoning courage I hadn’t known I possessed. “I’ve done nothing wrong. This isn’t even your school, you were only appointed to oversee it.” My voice grew bolder. “I’ll write to the Alpha himself. I’m certain he won’t let it slide.” She laughed, sharp and cruel. “You?” she mocked. “An Omega reporting me to my brother? You think the Alpha would listen to you over his own sister? I can fabricate evidence that you cheated during the…” Her smile vanished as she paused. “You’re irritating me. Get out of my office. I don’t want to see you anywhere on this campus again, or I’ll have you arrested.” I broke. “For what?” I cried, tears spilling freely. “For refusing you to touch my body? For saying no to have you under me? Is that a crime now?” I shouted, not really to her, but to the empty air, to anyone who might have answers. She rose again, stepping closer, her presence suffocating. Her fingers toyed with the buttons of my blouse. “It is,” she said coldly. “It’s a crime, Iris. A crime to keep this beautiful body all to yourself.” Her voice dropped to a husky whisper. “Look in a mirror. See how perfect you are, how sweet, how fresh, those full breasts are calling to me to squeeze them and suck it dry. I’m certain your pussy tastes as sweet as those pink, shining lips.” She’d already undone three buttons. I grabbed her wrist and flung it away. “I would rather face the consequences of standing my ground,” I said through tears, “than let you anywhere under me with that disgusting, evil tongue.” I turned and stormed out of her office, slamming the door behind me. My chest was burning, my vision blurred, but I felt somehow strong, strong enough to face her. I didn’t remember walking down the hallway. All I remembered was the sound of my own breathing and the weight of the envelope crushing my fingers. Letter of Expulsion. The words burned in my throat like acid. “Iris.” I didn’t stop. “Iris, wait.” I turned, tears blurring my vision. Alice stood there, her brow furrowed in concern. “What happened?” she asked. I swallowed hard. “I need to leave,” I said. “Now.” Her phone buzzed in her hand before she could ask anything else. She glanced at the screen, then frowned. “That’s strange,” she murmured. “My dad just landed. He wasn’t supposed to be back until next week.” “Do you think he can help me?” I asked, my voice breaking as the tears kept falling. She stepped closer and gently wiped my cheeks with her thumb. “I can’t help you if I don’t know what happened, Iris,” she said softly. Then she stiffened, her hand dropping. “Don’t tell me my aunt tried to molest you again?” The anger in her tone was unmistakable. Of course she was angry. She always was. I had been the one begging her all this while not to report it to her father. “I got expelled,” I whispered. “But she’s right. The Alpha won’t punish his sister for a mere Omega like me. Who am I?” The words slipped out as I collapsed into her arms, sobbing. She wrapped me tightly, holding me together when I felt like I was falling apart. “You are the love of his daughter’s life,” she murmured, deadly serious. “And without you, the great Alpha’s daughter is nothing.” She pulled back slightly, her eyes burning. “You’re coming home with me today, and you’ll explain everything to him yourself. Because if I do it, I swear I’ll tell him his sister is a vile bitch who preys on girls like herself.” Her bravery made me smile through my tears. “Do you really think he’ll help me?” I asked again, acting like I don't know how much the Alpha loved Alice, or how far he would go just to keep her happy. “He won’t choose his sister over his daughter. Trust me,” she said with unwavering confidence. “Pack your things like she ordered, but I promise you by tomorrow, you’ll be unpacking them again, with a letter signed by my father’s golden seal, ordering your return to this school.” Alice had always been proud, always certain of her father’s power. Funny how the one who truly held sway over the Alpha’s daughter was me, a mere Omega. A weak smile tugged at my lips despite everything. _______ This was the first time I'm coming to her house. Her family house to be precise because she has a private house very close to school, I frequently went there. Every step I took, it was with my mouth wide open amazingly till I reached her room which looked bigger than the whole house I was leaving. I sat on the edge of her bed while she moved around the room, pulling out clothes for me, folding them with purpose. She was trying to be strong for both of us. I could see it in the tight set of her shoulders, the way she avoided my eyes. “Take a shower,” she said gently. “You look like you’re going to pass out.” I nodded, but I didn’t move. “What if he doesn’t believe me?” I asked quietly. “What if she twists it? She can easily pin something I didn't do on me.” Alice stopped. She turned slowly and walked toward me, crouching in front of where I sat. She took my hands in hers. “Then we leave,” she said. “Together.” I stared at her. “Leave where?” “Anywhere,” she replied without hesitation. “This school. This pack. All of it. You are not staying somewhere that makes you feel small.” My throat tightened. “You’d give all this up?” She smiled faintly. “You think any of this matters if you’re not here?” That was the problem, wasn’t it? I mattered too much to her, and not at all to the people who held power. In the bathroom, the water ran hot over my skin, but I still felt cold. I replayed Miss Eunice’s voice in my head, the way certainty had lived in it. The way she’d known she could get away with it. Because she was right. I was an Omega. When I came back out, dressed in Alice’s oversized shirt, her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She glanced at it, then at me. “What did he say?” I asked as soon as she dropped the call, my voice barely above a whisper. “You’ll have to spend the night here,” Alice replied. “He has a meeting and won’t be back until ten in the late night. You’re stuck with me.” She smiled as I nodded. “I can wait,” I said, trying to calm my racing heart. Then I looked up, and my breath caught. A man stood there, draped in a thick fur coat. His presence filled the room. Broad shoulders, intricate tattoos tracing along his arms, an intensity in his eyes I couldn’t look away from. His face, perfectly sculpted. Tall. Commanding. Ten out of ten didn’t even cover it. “Don’t stare too much, that’s my dad,” Alice said with a small, teasing smile as she caught me. Wow. That’s him? Funny enough, this was the first time I’d ever seen him. “I know you hate men, but please, just try to behave in front of my dad,” she said gently. “He’s old enough to be my dad,” I replied, forcing a calm tone, “I’ll cooperate.” I couldn’t stop my eyes from taking him in. There was something magnetic about him, something I had never felt with anyone before. A slow, unfamiliar heat I’d never felt for any man. I’d spent years certain they did nothing for me. Women were my world. Alice was my world. My thoughts scattered, a blush warming my cheeks. How could a forty three year old man look that hot and devastating? I was twenty one, the age gap alone should have disgusted me. I shook my head quickly, trying to dispel the confusing swirl of feelings. I needed a nap, some time to calm down. “Fuck,” the word slipped out before I could stop it. Alice shot me a sharp glance. I turned away quickly, face burning, and busied myself smoothing the bed sheets. Anything to distract myself. But when I sat on the edge of the bed, I realized with a jolt of shock, I was wet. Actually wet. My ex boyfriend had kissed me, touched me, tried everything, and never once sparked this. Only Alice could do that. Yet one glimpse of Alice’s father, one silent moment of taking him in, and my body had betrayed every truth I thought I knew about myself.~Iris I woke up with a pounding headache, the kind that throbbed behind my eyes and made every sound feel like a hammer. Maybe it was the rough sex from last night. Maybe it was the fresh mark on my neck still burning under the skin. I wasn’t sure which hurt more. I reached for my phone on the nightstand. A message from an unknown number blinked at me, a view once video, three minutes long. I clicked play. It was Eunice, her head buried between another lady’s legs, tongue working relentlessly. The lady moaned loudly, back arching, hands fisting the sheets. I could feel the echo of that pleasure in my own body, even though I hated her. The caption underneath read, “It could be you I’m offering this heavenly pleasure to.” I didn’t finish the video. I swiped out, blocked the number, and added it to the growing list of her burner phones I’d already shut down. This was at least her tenth attempt. Downstairs, I heard voices. I slipped out of bed, careful not to make a sound, and c
~Iris He kept going, slowly, deeper, punishing thrusts into my throat until black spots danced at the edges of my vision. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs burned, saliva dripped down my chin in thick strings, my eyes streaming tears. He watched every second of it, jaw clenched, growling low in his chest like he was claiming something that had always been his. Finally, he pulled out with a wet pop. I gasped, coughing, gulping air only for him to grab the thin silver cross chain around my neck. He wrapped it once around his fist and yanked me up hard. I stumbled to my feet, gasping, legs shaking. He spun me around fast, pressing my boobs to the cold tiles plastered on the wall. My breasts flattened against the surface, nipples aching from the friction. Before I could position myself comfortably, his palm cracked across my ass, hard, stinging, the sound echoing in the quiet kitchen. I moaned loud, broken, shamelessly. He spanked me again, harder, then leaned over me, his chest to
~Iris I spent hours staring at the blue lights strung across the ceiling, watching them glow softly in the darkness. Alice had fallen asleep almost immediately, mumbling something about how exhausting basketball training had been before drifting off. I tried to sleep too, but discomfort clung to me. When my eyes finally opened again, the room was still wrapped in darkness. My throat felt dry. Careful not to wake Alice, I slipped out of bed in the thin tank top and shorts I’d borrowed from Alice and padded quietly toward the kitchen, guided more by memory than sight. The house was vast and unfamiliar, I reached for the tap, and then I froze. Someone was humming a song. Soft. Absentminded. A male voice. I stayed perfectly still, my heart pounding as I turned slightly. I could only see his back, illuminated by the faint kitchen light. He was tall, broad shouldered, his frame filling the space effortlessly. A large tiger tattoo stretched across his back, inked wit
~Iris “Letter of Expulsion!” I couldn’t believe what my eyes had just translated to my brain. I had walked into Miss Eunice’s office with my head high, feeling like a queen. She had sent for me, and I assumed it was to present my award. An award for Best Overall Brilliant Student wasn’t new to me, I had topped the results again this session. But this? “Ma, I think there’s been a misunderstanding,” I said carefully, staring at the paper. “I’m seeing a letter of expulsion here instead of…” She didn’t let me finish. Miss Eunice rose from her chair abruptly. As she approached me, her presence filled the room. Her dress was fitted and unapologetically bold, hugging her curves, the neckline cut low enough to reveal the generous swell of her breast. She always dressed like that, confident, provocative but who ever dared confront the Vice Councillor about it? Worse enough, she's the Alpha's only sister. It's impossible to confront her, not when she held your future in her hands.
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