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The Substitute's Trap 2

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last update publish date: 2026-05-30 00:51:34

I got back to the dorm after Ms. Kane’s class still smelling like her pussy on my face. My head was fucked. I couldn’t even focus on my next lecture. As soon as I stepped into the room, I locked the door, dropped my jeans, and flopped on my bed. My cock was already rock hard again just thinking about how she rode me on that desk and made me eat my own cum out of her.

I started stroking it slow, eyes closed, remembering the way her tits bounced and how she squirted in my mouth. Pre-cum was a
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  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Professor Daddy 4

    The near-miss happened on a Thursday night. Mom came home early from her book club. I was on my knees in the study with his cock down my throat when we heard the front door open. He pulled out fast, shoved himself back into his pants, and pushed me toward the bookshelf just as her footsteps hit the hall. “Alex? You still up?” He opened a book like he’d been reading. I stayed half-hidden, lips swollen, chin wet, heart slamming so hard I thought she’d hear it. She poked her head in, smiled, said goodnight, and went upstairs. He waited until her bedroom door closed, then locked the study and dragged me back by the hair. “That was too fucking close,” he growled. But his cock was already hard again. He bent me over the desk and shoved in deep, no warmup, just pure possession. “You almost got us caught with my dick in your mouth. Next time you make a sound when she’s in the house I’ll tape your mouth shut and fuck you anyway.” He came inside me hard, biting my shoulder to stay quiet. I

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Professor Daddy 3

    Mom went to bed at eleven. I waited twenty minutes, heart hammering, then slipped downstairs barefoot in nothing but one of his white dress shirts. The fabric hit mid-thigh and smelled like his cologne. No panties. No bra. Just me and the ache he’d left between my legs earlier. His study door was cracked. Light spilled out. I pushed it open. He was in the chair behind the desk, still in the black shirt from class, sleeves rolled, top two buttons undone. Glasses off. A glass of whiskey in one hand. When he saw me he set it down slowly. “Lock it.” I did. He crooked two fingers. I walked to him. He spread his knees and pulled me between them, hands sliding under the shirt to grip my bare ass. “Good girl,” he muttered. “You listened.” Then he shoved the shirt up to my waist and leaned in. His mouth closed over my clit without warning. Hot. Wet. Tongue flat and greedy. I grabbed the back of his chair to stay upright while he ate me like he’d been starving for it all day. Two fingers

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Professor Daddy 2

    I wore the black mini skirt to class the next morning. No panties. Just the skirt and a tight white top that showed the outline of my nipples every time the AC kicked on. I sat in the front row this time. Professor Kane’s eyes found me the second I walked in. He didn’t look away. Not even when he started lecturing. Every time he turned to the board I felt his stare drag down my bare thighs. My cunt was already wet, lips sliding against each other every time I shifted. Halfway through class he called on me again. “Miss Kane. Stand up and read the passage.” I stood. The skirt rode up. I felt cool air hit my bare pussy. He saw it. I know he did because his voice went flat and dangerous when he said, “Louder.” I read. Legs slightly apart. He never looked at the book. Only at the place between my thighs. When class ended he didn’t dismiss me with the others. Just said, “My office. Now.” I followed him down the hall, heart pounding, skirt sticking to the insides of my thighs. He unloc

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Professor Daddy

    I shoved the last box into the corner of my new room and wiped sweat off my forehead with the hem of my tank top. The house smelled like fresh paint and his cologne already. Mom’s whirlwind marriage to Professor Alexander Kane had landed me here two weeks before senior year started, and I still didn’t know whether to laugh or throw up. He was downstairs. I could hear the low rumble of his voice while he talked to Mom in the kitchen. Deep. Controlled. The kind of voice that made people sit up straighter. I pulled on a pair of tiny gray shorts that barely covered my ass and headed down. No bra under the tank. Fuck it. It was hot and I was in my own house now, supposedly. He was leaning against the counter in dark jeans and a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up. Broad shoulders. Thick forearms. Dark hair that looked like he’d run his hands through it too many times. When he turned, those sharp gray eyes locked on me and stayed there a second too long. “Mia,” he said. Just my

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    The jealousy started with a TA named Jordan. Tall, charming, the kind of guy who leaned too close when he “helped” with peer reviews and smelled like expensive cologne and bad decisions. He’d been circling me for weeks—lingering comments on my drafts, invitations to study groups that never seemed to include anyone else. I mostly ignored it. Alex didn’t. Thursday seminar. Jordan sat on the edge of my desk while we were supposed to be workshopping, voice low, fingers brushing the back of my hand when he pointed at a line. I laughed at something stupid he said. Harmless. Automatic. Alex’s pen snapped in half. The sound cracked across the room. Everyone went quiet. He stared at Jordan like he was already calculating how hard he’d have to hit to make the pretty face unrecognizable. Then he looked at me. The expression on his face wasn’t professor. It wasn’t even angry. It was pure, black possession. “Miss Kane,” he said, voice dangerously soft. “My office. After class.” I went. Of co

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp5

    Mom came home Friday night smelling like airport and hotel soap. She hugged me, kissed Alex on the mouth right in front of me, and asked if we’d “behaved.” I almost laughed. The bruises on my hips were still purple under my jeans. He answered for both of us—smooth, polite, the perfect husband—while his eyes met mine over her shoulder and said something completely different. We lasted exactly thirty-six hours before he broke his own rule. Monday after class he told me to stay behind again. Same cold voice. Same front-row seat. The second the door shut he locked it, crossed the room, and had me bent over his desk before I could even set my bag down. “Thought you said this wouldn’t happen again,” I whispered, already wet just from the sound of the lock clicking. He shoved my skirt up, yanked my panties to the side, and pushed two fingers into me without warning. “I lied.” No preamble. No soft words. He freed his cock, rolled a condom on with one hand, and sank into me in one hard th

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