Mag-log inMAYAI crawled up Cole’s body on shaky arms and knees until I was straddling his face.He didn’t give me time to feel self-conscious. Both of his hands gripped my ass, pulled me down, and sealed his mouth over my messy, oversensitive pussy. The first hard suction on my clit made me cry out and grab the headboard. His tongue was relentless — licking, sucking, pushing inside me like he was starving for the taste of his own cum mixed with mine.“Cole— fuck— it’s too much—”He ignored me. He just groaned against my cunt and kept eating me like he had all the time in the world. One of his hands slid between us so he could push two thick fingers inside me while his tongue worked my clit. The dual sensation was overwhelming. My thighs started shaking almost immediately.I came hard on his face, grinding down against his mouth with a broken moan while he licked me through every pulse. He didn’t stop until I was twitching and trying to lift off him. Only then did he slap my ass and speak, lips
MAYAI showered exactly like he told me to.No touching myself. I just stood under the hot water and let it run over my used body, watching his cum slide down my thighs and disappear into the drain. My wrists still carried faint red marks from the tie. My pussy felt swollen and sensitive. Every time the water hit my clit I had to bite my lip to keep from whimpering.When I finished I dried off, walked back to his bedroom naked, and climbed onto the bed. I got on my hands and knees the way he ordered, ass up, face down, and waited.I didn’t have to wait long.Cole walked in a few minutes later. I heard the soft sound of the door closing, then his footsteps stopping right behind me. He didn’t speak at first. He just looked. I could feel his eyes on my exposed pussy, on the way I was still slightly open and shiny from earlier.A warm hand settled on my ass and gave it a slow squeeze.“Good girl,” he said quietly. “You followed instructions.”His hand slid lower. Two fingers dragged throu
MAYAI was still shaking when Cole pulled out of me.His cum leaked down the crease of my ass and onto his sheets in thick, warm trails. My legs felt useless. My pussy throbbed from how hard he had just fucked me. The purple vibrator lay on the bed beside my hip, still shiny with my wetness.Cole looked down at me like he was deciding what to do next with the twenty-three hours he still owned.“Don’t move,” he said.I stayed exactly where I was — on my back, legs open, his cum slowly dripping out of me — while he walked to his closet. He came back with a black silk tie. My stomach clenched when I realized what it was for.He grabbed both of my wrists, pulled them above my head, and tied them tightly to the headboard. The knot was firm. When I tested it, I couldn’t get free. The position left me completely exposed: arms stretched, tits pushed up, legs still spread, his cum leaking out of my used pussy in plain view.Cole stood at the foot of the bed and just looked at me for a long mom
MAYAThe house felt too big with our parents gone for the weekend.Cole and I had the place to ourselves, and somehow that had turned into drinking in the living room like we were still teenagers instead of twenty. The beer was going down too easy. The card game we started had stopped being about the cards a long time ago.I was winning, and I was being smug about it. Cole sat across from me on the floor, back against the couch, watching me with that quiet look he always got when he was thinking about something he shouldn’t.“One more game,” he said, shuffling the deck. “Winner takes all.”I raised an eyebrow. “Takes all what?”He didn’t smile. “If I win, you belong to me for the next twenty-four hours. No limits. You do whatever I say. No backing out when you’re sober.”I should have laughed. I should have told him he was disgusting. Instead the alcohol and the years of tension between us made me reckless.“Deal,” I said, holding out my hand. “But if I win, you owe me the same thing.
AVA It was Friday night when Nate decided to use me properly. I had spent the entire day naked under one of his shirts, like he preferred. Every time I passed him in the apartment he would reach under the shirt, slide two fingers through my pussy, and check how wet I was. By evening I was aching and dripping down my thighs, so desperate I could barely think. He was sitting on the couch watching something on his phone when he finally spoke without looking up. “Come here. On your knees.” I went. The second I was on the floor between his legs he pulled his cock out. It was already hard, thick, the head shiny. He rested a hand on the back of my head. “Open.” I opened my mouth and he pushed inside. The taste of him hit my tongue immediately — clean skin and salt. He didn’t let me ease into it. He held my head still and started fucking my throat in slow, deep strokes, watching my eyes water as I tried to take him. Wet, gagging sounds filled the living room every time he pushed deeper
AVA By the fourth day under Nate’s rules, my body had already started to change for him. I woke up wet. I walked around the apartment naked without thinking. The moment I heard his footsteps my pussy clenched like it was trained. He used me in the morning before work, sometimes again when he came home, and once in the middle of the night when he simply walked into my room, pulled the sheet off me, and pushed inside my half-asleep body until I was moaning into the pillow. I never said no. I wasn’t allowed to. That evening I was in the kitchen making something to eat, still naked except for one of his oversized shirts that barely covered my ass, when Nate came up behind me. He didn’t say anything at first. He just pressed against my back, reached around, and slid his hand between my legs. Two fingers pushed straight into my already-slick pussy. I gasped and gripped the counter. “You’re always ready,” he murmured against my neck, fingering me slowly. “Such a good little roommate.”







