INICIAR SESIÓNI spent the rest of the day in my room with the door locked and the curtains half-drawn. I couldn’t stop thinking about them. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Malakai’s dark eyes when I called him daddy. I heard Dove’s husky voice on the phone saying she was already wet just thinking about me. My body stayed restless and hungry. My nipples stayed hard under the soft white sundress. Between my legs I was already slick and swollen, my bare pussy lips sticky with how turned on I had been since the hallway.I stripped the sundress off and climbed onto the middle of my big bed completely naked. The sheets felt cool against my heated skin. I reached into the bottom drawer of my nightstand and pulled out my favorite vibrator—the thick pink one that curved just right and had a strong, steady buzz. I also grabbed the little bottle of lube even though I already knew I wouldn’t need much.I lay back against the pillows, spread my legs wide, and looked down at myself. My pussy was flushed and
I went straight to my room, heart already beating faster, nipples tight against the soft fabric of the sundress. I opened my closet and started searching. I needed something that would make Malakai’s control crack the second he saw me. Something short. Something that would remind him exactly what he had done to me the night before.I found it near the back—a tiny black dress that barely covered my ass. The fabric was soft and stretchy and clung to every curve like a second skin. The neckline dipped low enough to show the tops of my breasts, and the back was almost completely open. I held it up against my body in the mirror and felt my clit pulse.No bra. No panties.I wanted to feel the cool air on my bare pussy the entire night. I wanted Malakai to know I was walking around with nothing under the dress except the memory of his cum dripping out of me. I wanted Dove to be able to slide her hand up my thigh and find me already wet and ready for her.I hung the dress carefully on the do
The word slipped out soft and sweet, but the second it left my mouth the air in the room changed completely. Malakai’s eyes darkened instantly. The hand that had been gently stroking my hair tightened in the strands at the back of my head. He didn’t pull hard, but he held me there, forcing me to keep looking up at him.His voice came out even rougher than before.“What did you just call me?”I kept smiling, even though my heart was beating faster now. I liked the way his whole body reacted to that one word. I could already see the bulge starting to form in his pants again.“Thank you, daddy,” I repeated, slower this time, letting the word roll off my tongue like I was tasting it. I licked my lips on purpose, making sure he saw. “For fucking me so good… and for letting me swallow your cum.”His grip in my hair tightened a little more. His other hand came up and cupped my jaw, thumb pressing against my bottom lip.“Say it again,” he ordered quietly.I didn’t look away. My voice stayed s
He didn’t go slow. He grabbed the back of my head with both hands and started thrusting deep, using my mouth the same way he had just used my pussy. His thick cock hit the back of my throat with every hard stroke, forcing its way past the point where I could still breathe easy. I gagged around him, the sound wet and loud in the tiny changing room. Tears sprang to my eyes right away and ran down my cheeks in hot lines, but I didn’t pull away. I forced myself to relax my throat as much as I could and let him use me.“Fuck, that’s it,” he groaned, looking down at me with dark, hungry eyes. “Take it. Take this cock down your throat like a good little slut.”I moaned around his length, the sound muffled and messy. My hands came up to grip his strong thighs as he fucked my face harder. Saliva poured out of the corners of my mouth, dripping down my chin and landing on my tits in the sheer red bra. Every time he pushed all the way in, my nose pressed against the flat of his stomach and I had
I whimpered, my pussy clenching hard around him. The stretch of his thick cock combined with his fingers rubbing my clit was almost too much. I could already feel another orgasm building fast, my walls fluttering and squeezing him.“Malakai…” I moaned his name louder than I meant to, turning my head to look at him over my shoulder. My eyes were glassy and unfocused. “Harder. Please… fuck me harder.”He gave me exactly what I asked for.His hips snapped forward faster and rougher. The sound of skin slapping against skin got louder, wet and filthy. His fingers rubbed my clit faster too. I could feel how soaked his cock was every time he pulled back — my juices were dripping down his shaft and balls, making a mess between us. My pussy was so wet it was squelching every time he thrust in.I moaned louder, the sound slipping out before I could stop it. It was too good — the way he was stretching me, the way his cock kept hitting that spot deep inside, the way his fingers were working my cl
I smiled, slow and satisfied. My heart was still racing from the orgasm and from hearing him admit it out loud.Dove smiled too, but it was wicked. “Then make it happen,” she told him. “I don’t care how. Just make it happen.”Malakai nodded once, still looking at me. “I will.”They said goodbye and the call ended. The screen went dark.Malakai lowered the phone but didn’t move away. The small changing room still felt thick with tension, like the air itself was buzzing. I could feel his eyes on my body, heavy and hot, moving over the sheer red bra that barely hid my hard nipples and down to my bare, wet pussy still framed by the open crotch of the panties. My skin was flushed from the orgasm I just gave myself while both of them watched, and I could still feel how slick and sensitive I was between my legs. A little bit of my wetness was still dripping down my inner thigh.My life had just become so much more interesting.I had a hot couple who both wanted me. Malakai standing right her
I never thought my stepdad would actually spank me like the spoiled little brat I was—until the night he finally snapped and bent me over his knee.My phone screen glowed in the dim light of my bedroom, the ring light casting a soft pink halo over my barely-there outfit. I was live on my influencer
A dark, satisfied sound rumbled deep in his chest. “Good girl for telling Daddy the truth.”He leaned down and captured my mouth in a deep, claiming kiss before moving lower. His lips trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, then latched onto one nipple through the lace.
I parted my lips. He didn’t shove in right away. Instead, he rubbed the swollen head across my tongue, painting it with his taste—salty, masculine, addictive. I moaned around the thick head, eyes fluttering up to meet his. He stared down at me like I was the only thing in the world.“That’s it,” he
I rode the pillow harder, faster, moaning loud enough for the mic to catch every wet sound. My eyes stayed locked on his username while my mind filled in the blanks—his big hands gripping my hips, that deep voice growling my real name, the thick cock I’d accidentally seen outlined in his sweatpants







