Semua Bab On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories : Bab 51 - Bab 60

ONLY ON HER KNEES (2)••••••••••“Take off your clothes” I said.“Yes, baby,” she replied, already moving.She undid her pants and let them fall to her ankles, then kicked them aside. I released my grip on her neck so she could pull her shirt off. My hands went straight to her hips. I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of her panties, my fingers brushing the curve of her ass.She unclasped her bra and dropped it to the floor, her soft breasts fully on display. She had perfect dark nipples, the kind that begged to be sucked.She stood there in nothing but her panties, looking up at me with parted lips and flushed cheeks. I kissed her, deep and slow, pressing her back to the wall. My fingers slid across her stomach and stopped just above her pussy. I could feel the heat rising off her through the thin fabric.I traced the outline of her slit with one finger, watching her hips shift. She breathed in sharply as I dragged my hand lower, letting the fabric press tighter between her lips.

Only On Her Knees (4)Her arms came up, wrapping around my back.“I feel numb.” she whispered.I kissed her temple. “Good. You won’t need to move anyways”Her body was limp beneath me while her skin was red in places from where I’d slapped her, bit her, marked her. I slid my hand over her throat, still feeling the throb of my release inside her.“You’re such a fucking mess,” I murmured against her ear.She smiled weakly. “You made me this way.”I chuckled darkly, “I’m not done making you worse.”I pulled out of her slowly, watching my cum spill out and drip between her thighs. I gripped her jaw and made her look down.“Look what you’re doing to this bed. Filthy little thing.”She nodded, breath shaky. “I’ll clean it up.”I slapped her face lightly. “Damn right you will.”I got off the bed and walked to the closet, grabbing the cuffs I’d brought for her. She was already watching me with wide eyes. She knew what was coming.“Go on your knees, now. Place your hands behind your back.”Sh

Only On Her Knees (6)Her breath was shaky now, her fingers clenching the sheets.I squeezed the lube into my hand, warmed it between my fingers, and slid them back down to her ass. I teased the rim slowly, rubbing gentle circles, letting her adjust to the idea.She moaned, biting the sheet.“That’s it,” I said, voice darker now. “Relax for me, baby. Let me own this too.”I slipped a finger in slowly, just the tip, watching her tense, then melt around it. Her back arched again, hips pushing back instinctively.“You like that?” I murmured, pressing deeper. “Fuck… this tight little hole’s gonna drive me insane.”She gasped. Her voice was barely a whisper. “That hurts.”“I’m going to take my time with you,” I murmured, one hand spreading her cheeks, the other still circling that tight little ring. “I want you to feel every second of this.”She was caught between resistance and need. She didn’t say no, she didn’t want to. I felt the way her hips shifted subtly back toward my hand and the

Disclaimer: This story contains gay sex between two consenting adults. It’s fictional.---I have a confession. I got hard watching p**n with my best friend. And I didn’t stop there.Clarke and I were supposed to be chilling for the start of college break, just two guys who were ready to get high on beer and weed. That was the plan. But somewhere between the second joint and the fifth beer, things got... complicated.He showed up at my apartment like he always did, arms loaded with a twelve-pack and pre-rolled joints that reeked of fun. Final exams were over, and we were eager to enjoy some reckless freedom.We were already halfway gone by the time we crashed in front of the TV wearing only our boxers and T-shirts. No pants. No shame. We’d done this a hundred times, but this time felt... electric.“Dude, I’m so fúcking horny,” I said, flipping on the TV and pulling up the browser. “Let’s just watch some pórn.”Clarke took a swig of beer, grinning like I’d read his damn mind. “Finally,

Straight Guys Shouldn't Fuck Each other (3)“Fuck you, dude! I’ve never done anything with a guy,” I said.But my cock was hard, and the way Clarke looked at me after I said it only made it worse.He leaned in close. “Come on, man. You already told me you loved when Stacey pegged you. Damn, Bro. You were fucked in the ass by a girl! You like it when someone’s in control. Don’t you want to be a little slut for me?”His breath hit my ear before he bit it, and I gasped. My hips lifted off the carpet on instinct. I didn’t even realize I was arching into him until his body slid in closer and my legs wrapped around his back.“I don’t know, man… I’ve never done this,” I muttered, though it sounded less like a protest and more like begging.“You’ve done this. You like this,” Clarke said. He pushed me down until I was straddling his lap. “You like giving up control. You want to be used.”His cock was hard, nestled between my ass cheeks, and I could feel it throb against my skin. He kissed my