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Daddy's Naughty Girl 5
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I woke up in Mia’s bed with sunlight sneaking through the blinds and the smell of coffee drifting upstairs. My body felt… used. Deliciously sore in places I’d never been sore before. Every shift of the sheets reminded me of Elias’s hands, his mouth, the way he’d taken me apart in his office.I stared at the ceiling, heart racing all over again.Mia was still asleep beside me, one arm flung over her face, snoring softly. I slipped out of bed as quietly as I could, grabbed my phone, and padded to the bathroom.No new texts from him. Of course not. He was downstairs. In the same house.I brushed my teeth, splashed cold water on my face, tried to look like a normal houseguest and not a girl who’d been screaming her best friend’s dad’s name twelve hours ago.When I finally went downstairs, Mrs. Harlan was at the stove flipping pancakes, humming along to the radio. Mia’s little brother was already parked in front of the TV watching cartoons.And Elias was at the kitchen island, sipping cof
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I slipped out of Elias’s arms while he was still catching his breath, my legs shaky and my whole body buzzing. The office smelled like us, sex and sweat and the faint trace of his cologne. I grabbed my ripped crop top from the floor, holding it against my chest like it could hide anything, and mumbled something about needing to clean up.His private bathroom was just off the office, small, tiled, mercifully stocked with a clean towel and soap. I locked the door behind me and stared at my reflection under the harsh fluorescent light.My hair was a wild mess, lips swollen, neck dotted with faint red marks. My nipples were still hard, skin flushed. I looked exactly like what I was, a girl who’d just been thoroughly fucked by her professor.I turned on the cold water and splashed my face, then did my best to clean up between my legs with damp paper towels. My skirt was wrinkled but intact. The crop top was ruined, one strap torn but I tied it in a knot under my breasts and hoped it lo
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He flipped me over like I weighed nothing, hands rough on my hips as he spun me onto my back on the desk. Papers scattered, a pen clattered to the floor. I didn’t care. My legs fell open instinctively, skirts still bunched around my waist, thighs trembling.Elias dropped to his knees between them.His eyes dark, intensely locked on mine for a second before he lowered his head.The first touch of his mouth on my pussy made me arch off the desk with a cry.He didn’t tease. He devoured it.His tongue licked a long, slow stripe up my center, then circled my clit with perfect pressure. I moaned loud, shameless, the kind of sound that echoed off the walls and probably carried down the empty hallway.He groaned against me, the vibration making me buck. His hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider, holding me open as he sucked my clit hard, then softened, flicking his tongue fast and relentless.I couldn’t stay quiet.“Oh god, Elias fuck…” The moans poured out of me, high and desperate,
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"Stop it, baby… call me Elias," he whispered, lips brushing the shell of my ear, voice rough with need.I fumbled blindly for the lock with my left hand, desperate for some kind of escape, some way to pretend this wasn’t happening.But he caught my wrist mid air, pinning it hard against the door above my head. His body pressed closer, heat radiating through his shirt onto my back."You made me this horny," he growled, "and now you want to walk away with it?"His tongue traced a slow, wet line up my neck. I shivered violently, hating how good it felt."We shouldn’t be doing this, sir," I managed, the words tumbling out in a rush. "You’re my best friend’s dad. You’re my professor. You’re… way older than me. This is wrong. It’s forbidden in every possible way."He let out a low, dark chuckle that vibrated against my skin."And so?" His free hand slid down my stomach, fingers popping the button of my skirt with practiced ease. "Why don’t you try it just once? I know you watch those videos
Sinfully Yours Step Daddy Daddy's Naughty Girl
The ride back felt like it lasted forever.Everyone was exhausted from the day, hiking trails, identifying bird calls, sketching ecosystems in notebooks. The sun was dipping low, casting long shadows through the trees as the van bumped along the gravel road back toward campus. Chatter had died down to sleepy murmurs and the occasional laugh.I ended up in the same spot as before, the back row, on Professor Harlan’s lap.No one questioned it this time. Mrs. Lang just nodded like it was the practical solution, and the driver was already pulling out.I settled onto his thighs carefully, trying to keep some distance, but the van was packed tighter on the return trip, extra gear in the aisles. There was nowhere to go.His hands rested lightly on my hips at first, steadying me as we hit the first pothole.The road was rougher going back. Every bump jolted me against him. Each time, his hands tightened, just a fraction to keep me from sliding.Then one bigger jolt came, and his right hand m
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Fucking my best friend’s dad was never, ever part of any fantasy I’d allowed myself to have.I’d daydreamed plenty, older men in their early forties, the kind with salt in their hair and quiet confidence that made my stomach flip. But those were faceless strangers in my head, safe and distant. Not Professor Elias Harlan.Not the man who’d been “Mr. Harlan” since I was nine, the one who used to drive Mia and me to soccer practice, who made the best grilled cheese on rainy Saturdays, who scared off my first middle school boyfriend with one raised eyebrow.He was just… Mia’s dad. Safe. Off limits. Forever in the “family friend” box.Until this year.Until he accepted the position as head of the Biology department at our small coastal college, the same one Mia and I both attended. Suddenly he wasn’t just Mia’s dad anymore. He was Professor Harlan, standing at the front of my advanced anatomy lecture hall three times a week, voice low and steady, sleeves rolled up, chalk dust on his fin
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