SHAMELESS DESIRES

~Lilian~

It was a temptation I didn't want to fight.

My legs stood at ease with my pants heaped on the bathroom floor, I felt the slow rising and falling of my pulse in my c**t.

The fire was still there.

I knew it would never truly be satisfied until my shaky thighs are held down by those strong arms, and my insides are laid bare at the mercy of his tongue.

The mere thought of what that would feel like made my entire body jerk with desire.

I even had goosebumps.

Just then, I heard the door knob suddenly turn.

My hands moved before my brain realized I had bolted the door as soon as I got in.

I dragged my pants up, my c**t freezing against the area damp with c*m.

I was scared of my shameless desires getting discovered.

I feared it had become visible even from the color of my face.

I impulsively wiped my face down severally like that would make it go away.

Nothing changed.

My face only stung from the pressure of the stretch.

It was still there.

It was such a crazy feeling.

I wanted to get f****d crazy by my best friend's father, no matter what it takes.

"Come on out, Lily!" Sonia's voice, shrill and bold, echoed off the walls, the swinging sound of the bathroom door as I opened it serving as an undertone.

She was dressed up in a red romper , her b***s full and puffed in front like they were crying to bloom.

Her legs stood, long, feminine, clean and inviting.

With her red hair pinned up in a messy bun, her face glammed shiny and bold with night style make up, her hands poised to her waist with her elbows pointing out, her heavily lashed eyes scanned me from head to toe.

I clutched my stomach pretending to be in pain, but I was too late to do so.

"The night's too young to stay innocent. Let's go get the boys and the fun."

That was all I heard Sonia say before she dragged me up the stairs to change.

Unplanned. Unexpectedly. Not even a chance to say No.

I found myself in the middle of the ocean of sin.

A night club where everyone digged their partners to the music inside of dancing.

The mini black leather gown Sonia made me wear hugged me tight like a second skin.

I swore it was two sizes down my size, but she insisted it was perfect.

She even made me wear long heels.

It was dark inside.

The flickering Christmas lights only did little to illuminate the space.

It was cold too.

Too cold, but nobody seemed to care.

My eyes fell on the giant Christmas tree by the door.

For the first time in my life, the sight of a Christmas tree tugged at my guilt.

I was still staring at its bright colored red and green ribbons when someone suddenly grabbed it, yanking it off its stand.

Then two n***d sweaty bodies came crashing against the glass door.

Their faces were invisible as their tongues were completely buried in each other's mouths with an impatient devotion.

The girl was trembling, yet her hands were clasped around the dude's waist.

She was quite over the moon, but she couldn't get enough.

I looked away.

I wasn't sure what I was searching for, but my eyes moved quickly through the crowd of nasty lots.

A dude had a girl's leg yanked up as he drilled her nuts against the barman's counter.

I stalled on them for a while as I watched the girl's body tremble like a salted earthworm to the c**k that went in and out of her without mercy.

There was another pair on the only chair I've seen in the space so far.

Dude was relaxed against the sofa like a king, legs widely spread out as the girl knelt in worship with his d**k in her mouth.

She was sucking, leaking, working, with all of her might.

The dude just puffed on a stick of cigarette absentmindedly, like what he was having was a conversation with an old schoolmate.

I even watched him grab her hair, forcing his d**k in and out of her throat in quicker successions while saliva mixed with c*m poured out from her mouth.

I found Sonia.

Just like others, she was busy against the wall.

Her face was sweaty and fatigued.

Her hair was unknotted and messy like she had just being f****d crazy, and was now rounding it all up with some fun play.

Her romper was unzipped down to her waist.

I could see the swelling of her b**bs even in the shadows, as the dude squeezed them hard and passionate like his life depended on how good that made her feel.

For some reason, my gaze lingered on him.

Broad shoulders. 

Working out arms. 

Firm stance. 

High energy, it made my folds throb.

Pants hanging a bit loosely around his waist, just enough to see the waistband of his branded boxers.

It reminded me of hot daddy.

My body jerked, and I took an impulsive step backward.

It was him. 

My body was fired up, head to toe.

I was reacting to his mere presence. 

His scent.

His strength.

The thoughts of what he could do to me.

I must be out of mind, I know.

There was no reason for Sonia's Dad to be in here.

Not sm******g his own daughter at least.

I must be out of my mind, but I kept staring.

A tattooed write-up ran from the nape of his head down his spine in a straight line.

Jkkkjkl

A flicker of light fell on it, and I regretted not learning Japanese when I had the opportunity to.

I watched Sonia peel her dress off the little skin it concealed in a second.

The lights swiped on them again, and I saw her face.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her pupils were turned like she was drunk.

Her lips trembled happily.

Her fingers trembled as her long nails dug painfully into the back of his neck.

He had taken her c**t in his mouth.

A tight chill descended my body.

My c**t became clenched until it be was painful. 

I rubbed my legs together in an effort to ease the discomfort.

Only one person had made me feel this h**ny all my life.

If I am feeling this way right now, it could only mean...

In that instance, some dude with a party mask pulled me roughly to himself.

By the time I freed myself from the h***y motherf****r's grip, Sonia was gone.

"Let's go. Daddy is here to pick us up," Sonia panted from behind me.

Daddy.

That word sent my c**t vibrating.

"I told him we would meet him by the train station," Sonia chuckled, dragging me through the entrance in a haste.

"He would grind us if he ever finds out we were out clubbing," she continued as she adjusted her fur coat over the red leather with her free hand, the other still pulling me by the arm.

The closer we got to the train station, the wilder my urge got.

By the time we got to the car, I was an inch away from slipping my fingers down there to ease my clenching p***y.

But when I settled on the back seat, and my eyes fell on the man behind the wheels, I froze.

It wasn't hot daddy.

It was then I remembered.

"Meet one of my dad's"

Sonia's introduction re-echoed in my head.