تسجيل الدخولHe steps away, and I watch him as he undresses each piece of his clothes, landing it on that floor without a care in the world. He was standing in front of me looking all naked, and I couldn't think or feel for a second. I’m all over the place. Happy, scared, excited, and above all, I'm aroused. I didn't expect that, how I could be aroused. This man is a complete stranger to me. I hope you know how to ride, suck, and fuck a cock. “He asked.” I felt ashamed because I knew nothing of it for now, but I will get to know when he is done with me. “What should I tell him?” In fact, don't bother, I will do it my thing, he said. And don't think I will be gentle with you, so get ready to take all my cum in you. Have you ever seen a cock before, he asked. I shook my head and smirked, I can't help it. He walked to the bed, he took my hand and wrapped it around his dick. I felt it was weird, I have never held something like this in my life. I paid a hundred thousan
‘Why knocking?’ "Biting my lip, I can't stop frowning. The knock comes again." I’ve sold and surrender my virginity and now I have to pay the price. “Yes of course.” “I hate how nervous I sound.” "He didn't enter straight away." I count how long I wait for him to come inside. One Two Three uptil Four, then. “The door finally opens, and I look away, almost afraid of who is entering the room. The man has brought me for the night, but this is all of me, every single part of me.” I turned around to look at him, but he wasn't what I was expecting. The man standing by the door is indeed old. In his late thirties, I guess, maybe. Not that I can tell all that much from staring at him. He looks at me with his hands by his sides, but he doesn't seem nervous. “Staring into his deep blue eyes, I was taken aback by him as he stared at me.” So this is the man who purchased me for one night. He owns me and because I didn't demand the fairytale, it doesn't hav
This has to be the craziest idea I've thought of doing my entire life. I mean it is not the most original idea. Ladies of all ages sell or surrender their virginity to a total stranger. So it's not like I'm doing anything shocking if I do the same also. “Not really.” “I’m twenty-three years old.” So I have the right to decide what I want to do with my life. I’ve dropped out of college because money is needed for my young sister. She is sick. Our parents died, so I was left all alone to take care of my sick sister. Our Uncle kept us with him, but his wife never welcomed us with open arms, and lastly, she threw us out of the street. “I love my sister so much, and I'm not gonna lie about it. Since she is the only one I have left in this world to called mine. Guilt eats me knowing I can't provide for her. I have to work hard.” Pushing those thoughts aside, I focus on the room around me. The room that would serve for now. It wasn't that big of a deal. Just a thin piece o
"Yes," I whispered, my head falling back against the pillow. "I want to be fucking used like a slut." He groaned, as his hand began moving in a faster pace now. His fingers were slick with my juices, and he used the lubrication to drive me higher. He circled my clit faster, his thumb pressing firmly, his fingers sliding into my wetness. His two fingers was already inside me, scissoring and stretching me wide open. I was panting and moaning at the same time, my body writhing under his touch, my legs trembling. "You're so wet," he groaned, his eyes darkening. "You're making all that mess for me." Abd before I knew what was happening next I felt him adding his third finger, stretching me further, filling me in a way that made me cry out. Ahhh... yeah.... something like that.... uncle you're done a great job..... keep shut your bitch, he said. but that didn't make me to stop how I was moaning and screaming since no one was home. He pumped his fingers in and out, his thumb
"Fuck, you're beautiful when you take my cock," he groaned, his eyes locked on mine. "Look at your pussy swallow me up." "I want to feel you cum, Uncle," I begged, my voice breathless and desperate. "Fill me up." He growled and sped up, his hips slapping against mine in a loud, rhythmic slap-slap-slap. "You're going to get it," he said. "I'm going to breed you, sweetie. I'm going to fill this little cunt until it overflows." He grabbed my throat, his fingers digging into my skin, and forced me to look at him. "Tell me you're mine." "I'm yours!" I screamed. "I'm yours, Uncle!" "Say it again." "I'm yours!" I cried out. "Good girl," he said, and then he went wild. He slammed into me one last time, burying himself to the hilt, and roared as he emptied himself inside me. I felt the hot rush of his cum filling me, so much it was dripping down my thighs. I cried out, my body convulsing around him as my own orgasm washed over me, sharp and intense. We collapsed back onto the b
He stood up then gently his cock standing proud and hard. He grabbed my hips, his hands rough and demanding, and slammed into my hole with no warning. I cried out as he filled me completely, stretching me wider than I thought possible. "Fuck!" I gasped. His cock was like a brand, searing me from the inside out. He pulled back and slammed into me again, harder. He was going to break me, and I loved it. "Tell me," he gritted out, pounding into me. "Tell me you've always wanted this." "Every single day," I sobbed. He growled, a sound of pure possession. He grabbed my legs, pressing them back against my chest, and slammed into me with a ferocity that made the bed to shake. He was pounding inside of me like a man who is possessed, like he was trying to brand his mark on me, to claim me as his. "Yes, girl," he groaned, biting his lower lip as he stared down at me. "I know you like it like this. You're such a little slut, aren't you?" "Yes, Uncle," I moaned, wrapping my legs ar
His fingers dug into my waist, pulling me flush against him, and then before I knew it his lips were on mine. They were so soft at first, testing, but then they became demanding, hungry, as if he'd been waiting years for this moment. His mouth tasted like whiskey and sin, and I melted into it, lett
"He leads her back into the main suite, the cool air of the room a stark contrast to the steamy bathroom." Corvina moved toward the bed. Her legs felt like liquid, still trembling from the force of her first orgasm, but a familiar, insistent ache was already beginning to bloom deep within her.
My fingers shivered as I submitted my creative writing piece to her. I prayed this time she wouldn't criticize my work again and force me into one of those dreaded makeup tests that I always had to take alone, which I hate so much. The manuscript felt weighted with my hidden thoughts, yet I'd man
I heard her moan while kissing her, since my hand was moving around her chest. My fingers were curling around her boobs with a gentle squeeze that made her arch closer to me again and even more. We both finally broke the kiss as we began to find it so hard to breath. I quickly move to her neck t







