LOGINMr. Andrew eyes lit up as he stare at me and it wasn’t because he was simply offended of any sort but instead, it was because he was surprised at how boldly I’d taken initiative.For a few split seconds, we stood frozen, locked in utter silence that stretched like eternity until a deep groan rumbled from his chest.“Fuck,” Mr. Andrew growled under his breath.I smirked and winked at him. Clearly, Mr. Andrew wanted me just as badly as I wanted him.Since this would be a one-time thing, I decided to savor every second to the fullest.“Umm, Mr. Andrew, should I lock the library entrance door?” I asked, wanting to play it safe so no student or professor would catch us.He shrugged and shook his head. “No need. The thrill of the unlocked door will make this even hotter.”A blush crept across my cheeks as I glanced at the floor, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. The moment surged my confidence.I sank to my knees, my hand still gripping Mr. Andrew’s hard dick through his pants. Slowly
Ever since I was little, I had always dreamt of going to college to further my education due to how I had seen movies portray college to be fun, filled with adventure, and also a place for making new friends.Well, the movies weren’t the same as Arthris College because this was a place that suffocated the living life out of someone, making it hard to properly have freedom due to the relentless lectures, assignments that included projects, and lastly the burden of having to buy one textbook after another.“Claudia, can you please explain to me how Peterson Edward died in the play, ‘Finding Love’?” Mr. Andrew, my professor, inquired as he pointed his index finger at me in front of the many students present in the lecture hall. Mr. Andrew is 6’3 feet tall and a man in his late forties, and he has grey hair and a beard, but his amber eyes were so captivating that they were filled with depth. Ever since my freshman year in college, Mr. Andrew has been one of the professors that I seem to
At first, I scanned my stepdad from head to toe, and a few seconds later, I rolled my eyes at his words."Please just let me be, okay? I have been having some rough days, and I don't want you to come and add to that, so I'll pretend that I didn't hear what you just said," I stated, deciding to walk past him as I headed upstairs and straight to my room.There, I left my door wide open, sat on my bed, and wrapped my arms across my chest, pondering over my stepdad's words."Could it be that he's just trying to mess around with me because he listened to my masturbating sex tape?" I questioned out loud, and honestly, the answer was quite far from my reach."Well, it's not like we are on good terms, so from now on, I'll do whatever I like without having a care in the world if it displeases him or not," I whispered, my words low and meant for my ears alone.With a loud sigh escaping my lips, I took off all my clothes, put on my headphones, then spread my legs wide open. I closed my eyes, al
Working at the same company as my stepdad was like living in hell, as he constantly made my life miserable. I could vividly recall how his hatred began.Two years ago, my mom had gone on a vacation with my stepdad, Edward, leaving me all alone at home during my ovulation period.With a strong urge to have sex, I began to pleasure myself. Unfortunately, my stepdad walked in on me. It turned out he had left my mom at the vacation house and come home early because he had business meetings planned.Although I won’t deny the fact that I felt embarrassed that day, I was also unsettled by the thought of being seen. It was confusing for me because my stepdad was in his midforties. He had black crewcut hair, sapphire blue eyes, and plump lips that were strangely captivating. He was tall, about 6’1, while I was 5’4, so whenever I stood before him, I always seemed so small. Edward also had long lashes and thick brows, which often made me wonder about him in ways I didn’t fully understand.From t
“Agh, fuck!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, the impact so intense that I arched my back in pleasure.Drawing in a long, deep breath, I bit my lower lip and slowly began thrusting the dildo in and out of my pussy. My wetness gave it easy access as my other hand moved toward my left nipple, giving it a firm squeeze and making it hard. I continued moving the toy in and out of my pussy, soft moans escaping my lips as my eyes shut.“Ahh, fuck…”I tried biting my lower lip, attempting to control myself, but the pleasure was overwhelming. Besides, Phil might have already been asleep, so there was nothing to worry about, I muttered to myself as I kept thrusting in and out, pinching my already hardened nipple even harder. Suddenly, I felt a cold hands touch my shoulder.With a swift motion, I opened my eyes and froze in shock.Phil stood behind the couch where I sat, his face leaning close to mine with a smirk resting on his lips.“Phil… I thought you were asleep,” I mumbled, my words tumb
“James, can’t you change this series to something more fun?” I asked, my brows arching upward as I stared at him. He chuckled slightly and pulled the blanket that was already over his legs up to his chest while smiling, his gaze still fixed on the TV. “Come on, Jessica. This is an educational documentary. Just watch it and gain more insight about the things around you,” he stated, his voice a bit low but still clear enough for me to understand. “I’m only in your house because I’m bored and you aren’t even treating me nicely,” I whispered, my lips slightly pouted. “Shh!” James shushed me, placing his index finger over his lips. “This documentary is boring, but it will help you in the long run, okay?” I rolled my eyes, tucked a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear, then grabbed my phone which was resting on my thigh. I began scrolling through reels on different social media platforms. “James, can we go on a date at this…” I was about to ask James if we could go on a friendship d







