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Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection) FOUR
“Not yet,” he said. “You don’t come until I say. And you don’t come until you ask properly.”He stepped back. I heard the quiet sound of his belt, the zipper. Then the thick, hot head of his cock dragged through my soaked folds, once, twice, coating himself in how ready I was. He didn’t push in. He just rubbed the head up and down my cunt, tapping it lightly against my clit, making me push back for more like an animal in heat.“Ask.”I swallowed. My voice came out wrecked. “Please.”“Please what?”“Please fuck me, Professor. Please let me come. I’ll be quiet, I’ll take it however you want, just—please.”He pushed in with one long, controlled thrust that forced the air out of my lungs. The stretch was perfect and overwhelming. He filled me so completely I could feel him in my stomach. For a second he stayed buried, letting me feel every inch, then he started moving — deep, steady strokes that made the desk creak and my breasts swing under the shoved-up sweater.The risk made everything
Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection) Graded on How Long I Can Last Before I Beg.
“You’re late.”I wasn’t. I was three minutes early. But Dr. Elias Thorne looked up from his desk like I’d committed a personal offense by existing in his doorway at 5:02 instead of 5:00 on the dot. The office smelled the same as Thursday — coffee, old paper, and the faint trace of whatever cologne he wore that made my mouth water. The hallway behind me was already emptying. Office hours were almost over.I stepped inside, closed the door, and locked it without being asked. The click sounded louder than it should have.“I’m early,” I said.“You’re wearing a coat.” His eyes dropped to the belted trench I’d kept on over everything. “Take it off.”My fingers weren’t steady when I untied the belt. I let the coat slide off my shoulders and catch in the crook of my elbows for a second before I hung it on the back of the chair. Underneath: a soft black sweater that clung a little too much, and the same short plaid skirt I’d worn last time. Nothing else. The cool air of the office kissed the b
Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection) TWO
He kept touching me like that for long, torturous minutes. Slow circles. Soft pressure. Occasional dips of his fingers lower to gather more slickness and bring it back to my clit. He never rushed. He never pushed inside. He just worked me with that same focused, academic patience he used when dismantling a bad thesis, until my thighs trembled and my breathing turned ragged and I was fighting the urge to rock against his hand like an animal.“Professor—”“Quiet.” The word was soft. Absolute. “You’re not in control of this negotiation anymore. You offered. I’m accepting. On my terms.”He withdrew his hand. I made a sound of pure loss that should have embarrassed me. It didn’t. He brought his shining fingers to my mouth and pressed them against my lower lip.“Open.”I opened. He slid the two fingers over my tongue, letting me taste myself — salt and heat and desperation. I closed my lips around them and sucked without being told. His eyes darkened another shade. When he pulled free, a th
Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection) Story 38: Failing His Class and Offering My Cunt as Extra Credit
“I’m not going to catch up on the essays.”The words left my mouth before I could sand them down into something prettier. Dr. Elias Thorne looked up from the disaster of red ink that used to be my paper, one eyebrow already climbing. The late-afternoon light through the office blinds cut across his face in sharp gold lines. Everyone else had left office hours twenty minutes ago. The hallway outside was quiet enough that I could hear my own pulse.I stayed in the chair across from his desk, legs crossed, skirt riding higher than it had any academic reason to. My heart was doing something stupid and hungry against my ribs.“We both know it,” I continued, voice steadier than I felt. “The final is in three weeks. I’m sitting at a spectacular F. So I’m proposing an alternative grading method.”Elias leaned back. The leather of his chair creaked. He took his glasses off slowly, folding them with the kind of precision that made my stomach tighten, and set them on the desk beside a half-empty
Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection) I Became the Office Whore on Purpose-4
LARA HR was starting to suspect the math checked out.Thursday morning arrived with an email that made my stomach drop and my pulse spike at the same time.Subject: Informal Discussion – Confidential From: Priya Shaw, Human ResourcesI read it twice, then once more for the passive-aggressive threat underneath the polite wording. Someone had “raised concerns about after-hours conduct on the 14th floor.” No names yet. No formal complaint. Just a “quick chat” scheduled for 4:30 p.m. in the HR conference room.I spent the morning pretending to work while my mind ran damage assessments. Daniel looked like he hadn’t slept. Marcus avoided my eyes in the break room and spilled coffee on his own sleeve. The group chat that started this whole mess had gone silent days ago, which somehow felt worse than active gossip.At 12:40 Daniel messaged me.Daniel: We need to stop. At least for now.I stared at the message, then typed back.Lara: Come to the copy room. Now.He appeared three minutes later
Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection) Three
By Wednesday we had a system. Daniel stayed denied. Completely. I let him touch me, taste me, fuck me — always under strict instructions, always with the same rule. He could get as hard as he wanted. He could beg (and he did). He could call me Mommy in that wrecked, quiet voice that made my stomach flip. But he did not come. Marcus, on the other hand, got to finish. Often. Sometimes in my mouth while Daniel watched, hands gripping the edge of the desk so hard his knuckles went white. Sometimes inside me while Daniel knelt and held my thighs open like a very well-trained assistant. I made Daniel thank Marcus afterward. Every single time. It was mean. It was effective. It was the most fun I’d had at work in years. Wednesday night I kept them both late again. Most of the floor had emptied. The cleaning crew wouldn’t reach our side until after eight. Perfect window. I sat on Daniel’s desk in another soft blouse and tight skirt, one heel planted on his shoulder while he ate me out wit
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