All Chapters of Ruin Me, Daddy: 50 Shades Darker Compilation : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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C-5: Coach Daddy

DUSTI wiped his cum off my stomach with the paper towel. It was thick and white, smearing across my skin instead of coming clean. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. My thighs were slick with a mixture of his spit and my own wetness. My ass throbbed where he had slapped me, a hot pulse that matched my heartbeat.Richard hadn't moved. He stood over me, still half-hard, his cock glistening with the mess we had made. The head was red and swollen. A string of cum hung from the tip, stretching down like a loose thread. He didn't wipe it away. He wanted me to see it."You want more," he said. His voice was low. Gravelly. Not a question.I looked up at him from the floor. My knees were sore from kneeling. My jaw ached from when he shoved himself down my throat. I could still taste myself on his skin."Yes," I said."Say it.""I want more.""More what?" He stepped closer. His bare foot landed in the puddle of cum that had dripped onto the tile. He didn't seem to notice.I swallowed. My throat wa

C-6: Coach Daddy

"I'm close," he said."Please. Please. Please."He groaned. It was a deep sound, torn from his chest. He shoved deep and held there. I felt his cock pulse. Once. Twice. Three times. Hot and thick. Filling my ass. I felt each spurt. Each twitch. He stayed inside me for a long moment. Both of us breathing hard. Sweat dripped off his forehead onto my back.Then he pulled out.I collapsed against the wall. My legs gave out. I slid down to the floor. My asshole clenched around nothing. His cum dripped out of me. Onto the floor. Onto the burst bag of flour. White and sticky.Richard tucked himself back into his pants. Zipped up. Buckled his belt. He looked down at me like I was something he had used and would use again."Clean this up," he said. "And don't tell anyone."He walked out. Left the door open.I sat on the floor. My whole body shook. My ass throbbed. My cunt was still wet, aching, empty. I could feel his cum leaking out of me, hot against my skin.I stayed in the pantry for a lon

Story 33: Dad’s Bestie

LAYLAThe doorbell rang at seven forty-two on a Tuesday night.I was in the kitchen, eating cereal out of the box because I couldn't be bothered to find a bowl. My father was upstairs, probably still crying into his pillow. The divorce had been final for three weeks, but he hadn't stopped crying. I didn't blame him. My mother cleaned out the bank account and took the dog. Some people just knew how to leave.I heard my father's footsteps on the stairs. Heavy. Slow. He opened the front door."Mark.""Hey, old man."I froze. That voice was Deep and Rough. Like gravel and whiskey likeI leaned around the corner. Mark stood in the doorway. He was my father's best friend. Had been for twenty years. He was also the reason I started touching myself at …He was fifty-two. I was twenty-three.The age gap was disgusting. I didn't care.Mark stepped inside. He was wearing a leather jacket and jeans that fit snugly against his thighs. His hair was gray at the temples. His jaw was sharp and sexy H

C-2: Dad’s Bestie

LAYLAI didn't sleep early.I lay in bed with the sharpie between my legs, pushing it in and out until my thighs were sore and my cunt was raw. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Mark's hand on his cock. The way he turned. The way he looked at me. The way he smiled after he came.I must have fallen asleep around four. When I woke up, the sharpie was on the floor. I heard voices downstairs. My father's laugh. Mark's low rumble.I looked at myself in the mirror. Messy hair. Flushed cheeks. Dark circles under my eyes. I looked like I'd been fucked. I hadn't. Not yet…. But soon.I pulled on a pair of shorts. A tank top. No bra. My nipples pressed against the thin fabric. I wanted him to see.The kitchen was bright. Sunlight poured through the windows. My father was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee. Mark was leaning against the counter, his arms crossed, his eyes on the doorway.He saw me before my father did. His gaze dropped to my chest. Stayed there while his tongue ran along

C-3: Dad’s Bestie

"Your father's coming back," he whispered pulling his cock out and shoving me under the table, plugging his cock right back into my mouth.My father's footsteps returned, I could hear him resting the ladders against the wall before walking back insideMark shoved his cock deeper. Hit the back of my throat. I gagged. My father looked up."You hear something?" Mark shook his head."Just the pipes. Old house." He pushed again. Deeper. My throat stretched. My eyes watered.Mark held my head there. His cock blocking my airway. I couldn't breathe. Couldn't swallow. Saliva dripped down my chin. He pulled my head back. Let me breathe. Then shoved me down again.I gagged louder this time. Muffled. Desperate His fingers tightened in my hair. He started fucking my throat. Slow at first. Then faster.I could feel his cock in my damn throat… Could feel every vein. Every pulse. The head pressed against the back of my throat.He pulled my head back. Let me gasp. Then shoved me down again. I choked.

C-4: Dad’s Bestie

"Please fuck me." I pulled back. Looked at her. Her eyes were dark. Her lips were wet her chest was heaving Her pussy was dripping onto the sheets."Turn over."She turned to lie on her stomach. Her ass was round grabbed both cheeks. Squeezed, then smacked my hand, spanking both ass cheeks before I spread them.Her pussy was dripping. I could see it pulsating… shut, she was so horny .her clit was hidden between her folds, but I could see the tip. Begging for attention.I moved behind her. My cock pressed against her pussy but I didn't push. Just rested there. Let her feel the heat The size. How fucking hard I was for her"Mark." Her voice was desperate."Shh” I pushed the tip of my cock in and she gasped. Slowly, I pulled out. Pushed again. Deeper this time. She whimpered"Fuck.""Quiet," I said. I pushed all the way in. Every doare inch of my cock deep in her until my balls slapped her ass, Her whole body tensed. Her back arched. Her face pressed into the pillow. Her pussy clenche

Story 34: Hot Doctor And His Sexy Nurse Sub

NINAI had been a nurse for six years. I had seen men die. I had held hands while hearts stopped beating. I had been puked on, screamed at, grabbed, and cried on. Nothing shocked me anymore.Then Dr. Ethan Cross walked into the break room.It was three in the morning. I was drinking cold coffee from a styrofoam cup, staring at the vending machine as if it owed me money.I hadn't slept in twenty hours. My hair was falling out of its ponytail. There was a stain on my scrubs that I was pretending wasn't there.He opened the door and the whole room changed.Not because he was handsome. He was. Dark hair, sharp jaw, eyes the color of whiskey. But that wasn't it. It was the way he moved, like he owned every room he walked into.He didn't look at me at first. He walked to the coffee maker, poured himself a cup, and leaned against the counter. His white coat was unbuttoned. His sleeves were rolled up. I could see the veins in his forearms."New?" he asked.His voice was low. Rough. Like he ha

C-2: Hot Doctor And His Hot Nurse Sub

NINAThe patient was stable. The hallway was empty. And Dr. Ethan Cross had me pressed against the wall of the on-call room before I could say a word.His hand was on my hip, His other hand was on the door, pushing it shut behind us. The door was locked and then suddenly. The room was small there was just a bed and then A sink, the only source of air was a window that faced the brick wall of the next building."What are you doing?" I whispered."What I've wanted to do for three months."He kissed meHis mouth was hot. His tongue slid against mine. His body pressing on me.My hands found his shoulders. His scrubs were thin. I could feel the muscle underneath. The heat of his skin. He pulled back to look at my face. His eyes were black. His breathing was heavy."Tell me to stop," he said."You're my boss." I slurred already feeling my parties damp with wetness, I wanted to be railed by him so bad, he looked so fucking handsome."Someone could walk in." I continued speaking trying to act

C-3: Sexy Doctor And His Hot Sub Nurse

NINAThe bus was dark.Most of the lights were off. The only glow came from the emergency exit signs and a few phone screens from people who couldn't sleep. We were six hours into a nine-hour drive to the medical seminar. Everyone around me was passed out. Heads back, mouths open, and Snoring.Everyone except Dr. Ethan Cross.He was sitting next to me in the back row. His thigh pressed against mine. His hand rested on the seat between us, palm up, fingers grazing my hip. He hadn't said a word in thirty minutes. Neither had I. But I could feel him. The heat of him. The weight of his arm. The way his thumb moved in slow circles against the fabric of my pants.I should have been tired. I wasn't. I was wired. Every bump in the road made our bodies press closer. Every curve made his shoulder brush mine. I could smell his cologne. Something woodsy. Something that made my mouth water."Nina."His voice was low. Barely a whisper. I turned my head. His face was inches from mine. In the dark, I

C-4: Doctor Bangs His Hot Nurse

NINAThe hotel room was small. The curtains were thin and gray, barely blocking the lights from the parking lot outside.Ethan closed the door behind us. The lock clicked. He didn't turn on the lamp. I stood in the middle of the room. My bag was still in my hand. My heart was still pounding from the bus. From his cock in my mouth. From the way he looked at me when he tucked himself back into his pants like nothing had happened."Drop the bag."I dropped it.He walked toward me. Slow. His shoes were quiet on the carpet. He stopped when his chest touched mine. I could feel his breath on my forehead."You know this is wrong," he said."I know.""I'm your boss. I could lose my license for this." I looked up at him, heart racing in my chest, was this it? Would he blame me for it all? Toss me out now?."Then why are you here?" His hand came up. His fingers wrapped around the back of my neck. He pulled me close. His lips brushed my ear."Because I don't give a fuck about my license. I don't

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