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“Ah…”
So this is what it feels like? The sex my classmates won't stop talking about, I prop up my phone and spread my legs to do it better and a soft moan escapes from my lips. I have never done it before but I keep hearing my classmates say it feels good and it really does. My own soft sounds fills the bathroom and bounces off the white walls to me. It sounds wrongly right, my breath that keeps hitching and the strange slick sound that is coming from me putting my fingers down there. All my eighteen years, I have never felt it get so wet and it fascinates me. I rub my fingers in circles just like the woman in the video does. I am doing it just like the video my classmates sent to me, in the video a beautiful woman with big boobs just like mine is sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her legs open. She is completely naked and her eyes her closed, she is using one hand to squeeze her big right boob while the other hand is put down there in her private part. I copy everything she is doing, from the way she is sitting to the way she moved her fingers in circles. Following her exact action makes me understand exactly why my classmates talks about sex so much. The feeling between my legs are foreign and strange to me but I am already addicted and I want more of it. My body shakes with an intense feeling as I spread my lips apart, why does this feel so good? Encouraged and inspired by the woman in the video, I push three of my fingers inside the little hole down there and it hurts so bad that I scream and pull out my fingers. “Kaylee?!“ My Stepdaddy's worried voice gets to me as he pushes the bathroom door open and rushes in. My brain's reaction is to make me freeze as I sit there completely naked with my breasts heavy, my legs wide open and my fingers shiny and wet from touching down there. “What the fuck…” stepdaddy curses as he rushes out of the bathroom the same way he had rushed in, leaving me mortified. In shame, I put on a towel in hurry and run after him to apologize for hogging the bathroom. “Daddy! I'm sorry I took so long in the bathroom” I say and he stops to look at me, Stepdaddy's eyes sweeps over my body and he groans, “Jesus fucking Christ" he hiss and turns his back to me. “Are you okay?“ I ask in worry, clutching the short towel to my chest as I walk around him to look at his face, “daddy are you hurt?“ I ask softly and he sighs, “no Kaylee…just get dressed and pack up your bag, you are going to spend the summer at your mom's sister's house” he says, still turning his face away from me. I don't get why stepdaddy won't look at me, it makes me feel sad that he will rather talk to the wall than talk to me. “Nate, do you hate me for using the bathroom for too long?“ I ask with a pout and he looks me over once more. “You're too innocent for this world Kay” he shakes his head and walks away from me, I can't help but notice the bulge in his pants. “Did he hit himself when he ran out?“ I muse to myself in worry before going into my room to put on some clothes for the trip to my aunt's. In the car, my brain won't stop bringing back bathroom moment, and I can't seem to make it stop. Everytime we hit a speed bump and I am jostled, I will remember touching myself down there and my cheeks will get hot with shame. The memory is always accompanied by that strangely good feeling returns between my legs. As we get pull to a stop in front of my aunt's home, I get down with my mom and wave at aunt Kathy who was already coming over to greet us with a tall man in a hoodie behind her. “Kaylee, be good, alright honey?“ Mom says to me as she hugs my body to her chest and nod instead of giving her a verbal response, I know I'll make a funny sound if I open my mouth. Ever since the day I got caught touching myself, I can't explain what is happening to my body, just the simple hug from my mom and my nipples being lightly pressed sends ripples of a strange feeling down my spine. Stepdaddy is in the car and he wouldn't look at me, oh God, he hates me now. I can't blame him, thinking about it makes me realize that what I was doing was wrong, I made him have a bump on his crotch. Taking a step back, my mom gets into the car and they zoom off, leaving me with Aunt Kathy and her son, Michael. Aunt Kathy takes my arm gently, “Come on in Kaylee, look at how big you have gotten” aunt Kathy says, fawning over me. “Michael isn't she adorable? I can't believe it's been ten years” my aunt gushes to her son about me, “yeah…she is” Michael says, his voice is low and deep as his eyes me and I blush deeply. I look at his face properly and realize how handsome he looks even with his hoodie on, he looks like the man in the video that was telling the big breasted woman what to do. The silly thought that flashes through my mind makes me get wet again and my body feels sensitive like when I was touching myself in the bathroom. As if he knew what I thought of, Michael tilts his head to the side and smirks at me like a wolf smiling at his prey. I hope he doesn't dislike me…I woke up to the slow, wet heat of Maddox’s mouth sliding down my cock like it was the only thing keeping him alive.His big hands pinned my hips to the mattress, thumbs stroking the sensitive crease where thigh met groin, and every time I tried to thrust he held me still, forcing me to feel every single second of it.“Fuck… Maddox…” My voice came out wrecked, raw from screaming his name half the night. My fingers tangled in his short black hair, not pushing, just holding on while my back arched clean off the bed.He pulled off with a filthy pop, lips shiny and swollen, storm-gray eyes locked on mine. “Morning, Voss.” The gravel in his voice vibrated straight through my balls. “Wanted to taste you before the world tried to take you from me.”Then he was climbing up my body, kissing every bruise and bite mark he’d left the night before, until his mouth crashed into mine. I tasted myself on his tongue salty, bitter, perfect and groaned into the kiss as his thick cock slid hot and heavy
Maddox didn’t say a word as we pulled our shorts back on, just grabbed my hoodie, shoved it at my chest, and jerked his chin toward the door. His eyes were storm-dark, pupils blown so wide the gray was almost gone. I followed him out into the late afternoon light like a man walking into fire, cock already twitching again at the promise in every tight line of his back.We didn’t make it to his loft slow. The second the heavy metal door slammed shut behind us he spun, pinned me against the brick wall, and kissed me like he was trying to crawl inside my ribcage, no finesse, just tongue and teeth and the low growl that vibrated straight down to my balls.“Shower,” he rasped against my mouth. “Then I’m taking you apart.”The water was scalding, we stripped in the hallway, clothes left where they fell. Maddox crowded me under the spray, soaping his big hands and running them over every inch of me slow, deliberate, like he was memorizing the map of my body. He thumbed my nipples until they a
The text came at 5:47 a.m., ripping me out of a dream where Maddox’s mouth was still wrapped around my cock.Gym. 6:30. Be naked under your shorts.No hello, no emoji, just that gravel voice I could already hear in my head, my dick woke up faster than the rest of me, thickening against my stomach as I stared at the screen. I hadn’t slept more than three hours kept waking up hard, tasting him, feeling the sticky mess he’d left drying on my back. I jerked off in the shower before I left, but it didn’t help, nothing helped anymore, not when every nerve in my body was screaming his name.The warehouse gym was on the edge of the industrial district, half the lights busted, heavy bags hanging like corpses in the gray dawn light. I pushed through the rusted door at exactly 6:30 Maddox was already there, shirtless, black shorts slung so low the deep V of his hips pointed straight at the thick outline of his cock like a goddamn neon sign, he was hammering the heavy bag each hit so vicious the
Two nights later the Black Veil bar upstairs was packed wall to wall with the same blood-thirsty animals who’d screamed for my blood in the pit. I sat in the back booth, whiskey neat burning down my throat, bruises turning deep purple across my ribs. Every time I shifted on the cracked vinyl, I felt the ghost of Maddox’s body on mine the way his thick cock had dragged against me in the shower, hot and insistent, leaking against my hip like it already owned me. I’d jerked off three times since then thinking about it, coming so hard my vision whited out, then hated myself for how fast I got hard again every single time.I wasn’t into guys, never had been, pussy was easy, quick, forgettable but Maddox Kane had burrowed under my skin like a fever I couldn’t sweat out, and every beat of my heart felt like it was pumping his name through my veins.The door banged open and there he was, leather jacket slung over one shoulder, black tee stretched so tight across his chest the fabric looked se
Asher POVMy name’s Asher Voss. Twenty-eight, two hundred and ten pounds of scarred muscle, and the undisputed bastard of the Black Veil circuit for three straight years. Nobody touched me in the ring, nobody got close enough outside it either.I liked it that way kept the hunger sharp, the rage clean.Tonight felt different, my skin itched under the tape on my knuckles, the crowd above us roared like animals in heat, stomping the metal grating until the whole basement shook. I could feel every vibration in my teeth. I yanked my hoodie off, letting the cold air hit the sweat already beading on my chest, my cock hung heavy in my shorts, half-hard from the adrenaline, the way it always did before a fight, nothing sexual, just the body reacting to the promise of violence.Then the door slammed open and he walked in,Maddox Kane!Six-four, easy, shoulders wide enough to block the doorway, arms sleeved in black ink that crawled up his neck like they wanted to choke him. Short-cropped black
Victoria's heels clicked against the marble floor of the suite as she stepped inside, the door sealing shut behind her with a soft, final thud. Her red gown shimmered under the chandelier light, hugging her curves like a second skin full breasts straining the fabric, hips swaying with deliberate intent. She was older than Lara by a decade, maybe more, sharp cheekbones, full lips painted scarlet, eyes dark with knowledge and hunger.Lara froze between Kian and Tade, her gown a puddle at her feet, naked except for the heels and the slick sheen of arousal coating her thighs. Kian's cock still pressed against her entrance, hard and insistent; Tade's fingers paused mid-stretch in her ass. "Don't stop on my account. I've been watching longer than you think."Tade pulled his hand free first, stepping back with a low curse. "What the fuck, V? This is your doing?" "The video? Yes. I hacked your building's feed weeks ago, Lara, saw the gifts Kian left, watched you touch yourself with that bli







