MasukChapter 4 - Caught He fucked me through it and kept going, harder, and I was so sensitive that every stroke made me whimper, and I pushed back onto him and took it, all of it. He got a hand in my hair and pulled my head back and fucked me like that with my back arched and my tits pressed against the wood. "Ahh… fuck… oh my god…" He pulled out and turned me around and lifted me up onto the edge of the table and knelt down in front of me and spread my legs and put his mouth on my pussy. “Yes… Ahh!” He ate me out like he'd been waiting years for it, tongue flat and firm up my slit and then circling my clit and then two fingers pushed inside me while his tongue worked my clit, and I grabbed the back of his head with both hands and ground against his face and moaned loud enough that I was glad the house was empty. He sucked my clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue and I came again, hard, my thighs shaking around his head, my whole body curling forward over him.
Chapter 3 - Breakfast I woke up with my hand between my legs and my mother knocking on the door. "Clara? You up? I'm making breakfast." "Yeah," I said, and my voice came out wrecked. "Yeah, I'm up. Be down in a minute." I heard her footsteps go back down the hall and I lay there for a second with my heart going and my fingers still slick and the whole night sitting on my chest. The dream was already fading but the ache wasn't. I got up and showered and stood under the hot water for a long time with my forehead against the tile, and then I got dressed… nothing fancy, just jeans and a t-shirt, because I told myself I wasn't going to do anything and went downstairs. The kitchen smelled like bacon and coffee. My mother was at the stove with her back to me, flipping eggs in the pan, and Damian was at the table with the newspaper open and a cup of coffee in front of him. He looked up when I came in and I saw it again, that flicker, and this time he didn't bother to hide it
Chapter 2 - Thinking About Him I rolled over and shoved a pillow between my legs and ground down against it, slow and hard, my hips rolling, the fabric rough against my clit through my underwear. I did that for a while with my face buried in the other pillow and my breath hot against the cotton, and it felt good but it wasn't enough. I reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. I'd brought a whole bag with me when I moved back in… the kind of bag you zip up and shove in the bottom of a suitcase and hope nobody asks about. I'd unpacked it into the drawer the first night while my mother was downstairs making tea. My vibrator was in there, the big purple one, thick and curved and heavier than it looked. My small bullet was in there too, silver and palm-sized, the kind you hold between two fingers. There was a slim glass toy that was cold no matter what you did with it, and a silicone plug with a flared base that I'd bought on a whim and used exactly twice, and a bo
Chapter 1 - The Masochist. Family Affair The divorce was final on a Tuesday and I moved back into my mother's house on a Thursday, and by the second night I understood that I had made a mistake.Not because of my mother. My mother was fine. The mistake was Damian.My mother had married him a year ago and I'd missed the wedding because I'd been in the middle of the divorce and had told her I couldn't fly out, and she'd sent me photos and I'd looked at them on my phone in a hotel room and thought he looked nice. Tall, dark-haired, a little younger than my mother, a contractor with his own firm, the kind of man who looked good in a suit and better in a t-shirt. I'd looked at the photos for maybe four minutes and then I'd put my phone down and gone back to my life.I didn't recognize him when I walked in the door.He was in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and his hands in the sink, and he turned around when my mother said my name and he looked at me with the polite, open face o
Chapter 5 - Caught He kept going. Elena looked up at me with her wrists pinned to the mattress and her husband's voice still coming down the stairs, and I kissed her hard and she kissed me back and I felt her hips come up against mine. The fear was doing something to her. I could feel it in the way her body moved under mine, the way her breath came fast through her nose, the way her pussy was still wet and hot and clenching when I slid my hand down between her legs. "Ahh…" she breathed into my mouth. "You're soaked," I said against her lips. "You hear him calling you and it makes you wetter." She didn't answer. She just pulled me down and kissed me harder. I let go of her wrists and rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her hips up and pushed into her from behind and she buried her face in the pillow and moaned into it. "Oh… fuck.” "Shh," I said. "You don't want him to find you yet." I fucked her slow and deep from behind with my hands on her hips and she pushe
Chapter 4 She got my jacket off and my shirt unbuttoned and pushed them off my shoulders and I pulled her blouse up over her head and unhooked her bra and her tits came free and I bent my head and took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked it. "Ahh… oh fuck yes…” She held my head to her chest and moaned and I sucked one nipple and rolled the other between my fingers and she arched her back and pushed her tits into my mouth. "Good," she said. "That's good. I want your cock in my mouth." She pushed me back on the bed and got my belt undone and my pants down and my cock came free and she wrapped her hand around it and stroked it slowly. "Ahh…" She stroked me a few times and then she bent her head and took the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked it and I put my hand in her hair and moaned. "Oh… god… fuck!” She sucked me slow and wet with her hand wrapped around the base and her tongue flat against the underside and I lay there on the guest bed with my hand i







