ANMELDENHe increased his pace gradually. The slow, deep strokes that had felt like making love vanished, replaced by a little harder thrusts that drove the air straight out of my lungs. Each time his hips snapped forward, the wet slap of skin against skin filled the room. My mouth fell open and a long, broken moan spilled out of me. The change sent bright sparks of pleasure racing up my spine and down into my toes. I clung to his back, nails digging lightly into his shoulders as he fucked me with growing force. My breasts bounced with every impact. I could feel how soaked I was, how easily his thick cock was sliding in and out of my tight pussy. “You are so sweet.” He groaned.He licked the shell of my ear, then dragged his tongue down the side of my neck before kissing the sensitive skin there. His breath was hot against me. “It feels so good fucking you.”I could only respond with another helpless moan. The next moment, he shifted his weight, grabbing my right leg under the knee and lifti
He spread my pussy lips with his fingers, opening me gently like he was unveiling something precious. The cool air touched my most private place for only a second before his tongue replaced it. He licked the soft, pink, exposed flesh inside me with long, slow strokes, tasting every fold, every sensitive ridge. No one had ever done that to me before. He was literally eating me raw.The sensation was insane—hot, wet, intimate in a way that made my hips jerk and my breath catch. He dragged his tongue from my entrance up through my folds, then down again. I could feel the heat of his mouth, the slight roughness of his tongue against the smooth, slick walls of me.“Fuck! You are driving me crazy…!” I moaned out, my voice already breaking as I arched my pussy up to him involuntarily, offering more of myself.He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he trapped my clit between his lips and pulled, sucking gently at first, then harder, as if he wanted to draw it out of my body. The sharp, sweet t
He pulled his shorts down, and I looked lower to see his dick for the first time. He looked thicker and longer than I thought. It was designed with veins and slightly curved in a way that made my mouth go dry. The head was already flushed and glistening. He wasn’t just handsome. He had a beautiful cock—the kind that looked like it would stretch me open and fill every empty place inside me.I felt it pulse in my hand. But before I could stroke him properly, he pulled his mouth from my nipple and began kissing his way down my stomach. His cock slipped from my grasp as he moved lower, leaving a wet trail of kisses across my skin.He pushed my skirt up around my waist in one smooth motion, exposing everything. For a second he simply stared between my legs, at the bare, shiny pussy he had already fingered earlier. Then he leaned down.The first touch of his tongue made my whole body jolt. It was hot and wet, dragging slowly up the center of my slit. A sharp, broken sound left my throat. My
“I’m coming.” He replied, and I hung up before I could lose my nerve. My heart was already racing. I slid my panties down my legs and kicked them aside, then sat on the edge of the bed for a moment and took a long, slow breath. This was something I had never done before—calling a man like him, asking him to come to me, knowing exactly what I wanted once he walked through that door. A few moments later I heard the soft sound of his footsteps on the stairs. I stood up quickly, smoothed my shirt down over my hips, and walked toward the door. My legs felt unsteady. I stopped a few feet away and waited.A soft knock sounded against the wood.“Lily, I’m here. Can I come in?”“Come in,” I answered, my voice quieter than I expected.He pushed the door open and stepped inside. For a second he simply looked at me standing there. Then he turned to close the door behind him. As he closed the door and was about to turn back and face me, I closed the short distance between us and kissed him hard,
Just as we were about to finish eating, Mira’s phone rang. The sudden sound cut through the quiet tension at the table. She glanced at the screen, her face lighting up the way it always did when her boyfriend called. She answered with a soft smile, turning slightly away from us.“Hey, baby… Yeah, I’m still at home. We just finished eating. Mm-hmm. Okay. I’ll be coming soon, I promise. Give me like thirty minutes.” She listened for a moment longer, then laughed lightly. “I miss you too. See you soon.”She ended the call and looked at both of us. “He said he has a surprise for me. I wonder what he got for me this time.”"I love that boy. He always showers you with love." The Dad added.Once we were done eating, Mira stood first, gathered the plates, and carried them to the kitchen to wash, leaving me alone at the table with her father. The air between us felt thick again. I could still feel the ghost of his fingers between my legs, the memory of how deep he had pushed inside me only a
I panicked immediately. If Mira found out, it would be the end of our friendship. I couldn’t afford to lose a bond that had started in childhood. She had always been good to me—looking out for me, defending me, treating me like a real sister. Seeing how I was betraying her would destroy everything. Apart from cutting me off, she might hate her father forever for this shameful act. That wasn’t what I wanted. None of this was supposed to go that far. As she came closer, my body moved on pure instinct. I quickly yanked my skirt down, covering myself in one hurried motion. At the same time, her father pulled his fingers out of my pussy and returned his wet hand to the safer area above my knees. The sudden emptiness left me aching, but there was no time to dwell on it. Mira reached us and looked down. She saw her father’s hand resting on my knee, then glanced at my flushed face and the way I was still breathing hard. Her eyes lingered on his hand as he continued rubbing the area in sl







