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Dripping Heat

Oh, to be young, alive and tight as fuck! My best friend, Angela and I had spent the entire afternoon taking shots after shots of ourselves. Clothed, nude, faking a kiss or a half-moan here and there, letting our mouths drop halfway open. Letting our eyes close midway, sultry and sexy as could be. "For fucks sake, Amara. Damn! You’re hot as fuck,” my best friend, Angela, said. She was sitting on my bed, next to me, staring wide-eyed at my phone. “Look at your boobs, bitch. Damn. You should totally send Kelvin this pic of you.” She touched the screen, and a selfie of me lying topless in my bed popped up.I giggled playfully. “No! Girl, you just love me, you can't tell when I'm butt ugly" I say, still laughing."That one doesn’t flatter me. How about this one?” I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear.“Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raise

"Accidents Happen, Daddy"

Fuck me sideways!! Not only was he Kelvin's father, he was my father's best friend and business partner. What if he went to my dad and sang like a bird about what I just did? Me: OMG, I’m so sorry, Mr. Williams. I meant to send that to someone else. Please don’t tell my dad I sent those to you! Oh god, I’m so embarrassed. I pulled the blankets over my head, trying to shield myself from the embarrassment that wouldn’t leave me alone. My cheeks felt like they were on fire; my heart was racing faster than it was before. Mr. Williams: Don’t be embarrassed, Amara. You’re very sexy. My eyes widened at his reply, and for a moment, my core burned. Mr. Williams was nearly my father’s age, but he had always been undeniably attractive. Angela and I had a huge crush on him in high school. He was the sole source of his sons good and handsome genes. I took a deep breath and decided to keep my response short. Me: Thanks. What the heck was I supposed to reply to that? "You're welcome"? O

A lesson on nude photography

Why the fuck do bad things happen to me? I feel like I just attract them. Because how the hell did I find myself in this predicament? I thought and thought about what I really wanted to do, and if I even had a choice in the matter. I really, really didn’t want Dad to see or even know about the pictures. He would be so pissed. Last time he caught me sexting, he threatened to take away my college fund.“A lady doesn’t act that way,” he had said when he reprimanded me.If he found out I was doing it again, damn... Not just sexting this time, sending photos. Nude photos!! To his friend and business partner for fuxks sake! I'd be disowned for sure!So, I took my clothes off, knelt on the floor, and looked into the camera. My nipples were hard. My stomach was sucked in. My lips were pursed. I needed the picture to be perfect because I really, really didn’t want to retake it again for him. After I sent the stupid picture, I lay on my bed. My pussy throbbed at the thought of him in his me

"On Your Knees"

My cheeks flushed red, and I stood up from my seat. “No! I’ll go, uh … get some of my pictures that I’ve taken. They’re in my room. Much better than a picture on a phone. Much, much better." I knew I was rambling, but I just could not bring myself to stop. My mouth just kept spewing rubbish. "You can’t ever see anything on those things. I’ll be right back,” I said, leaping out of my chair.Before I left the room, I gave Mr. Williams a pointed stare, trying to tell him that I was going to go get that damn vibrator and put it inside of me. For him. So he should keep his damned mouth shut and his blasted phone to himself. I rushed upstairs like my ass was on fire. “Fuck!” I said once I rushed into my room. “This really can’t be happening.” DId I do photography, yes. I had dabbled recently and even told Kelvin about it. That's probably where he got the idea to tease me from. I searched for a picture that looked semi-decent to bring down to show my father. Luckily, I found one that

Drenched from my lips to my toes

Amara, how’s everything coming along in there?” Dad asked from behind my bedroom door. I bit my lip, trying to hold back my moans, and dug my nails into his shoulders. He pounded his fingers deeper inside of me. I arched my back and threw my head back. “It’s coming along.” Mr. Williams chuckled. My fingers dug deeper into his skin as I desperately tried to keep my moans quiet. “Isn’t it, Amara?"My legs trembled as the pleasure pulsed out of me. “Yes,” I said.I listened—quite distantly—to my Dad’s footsteps padding away. And when he did, I sank into the bed and took a deep breath. This was definitely not how I was expecting this night to go.When we finished, we walked back down to the dining room as if nothing had happened. Dad smiled at me as we entered. “Did you finish?”My face flushed red at the double meaning of whey my dad said, and I nodded my head. “Yeah, Mr. Williams is going to have to help me more often. He is really great at it.”Kelvin kept looking at me like he was

Book 2: I’m A Whore

Public service announcement, I'm a whore! Before you hear it from anyone else, I would be the first to tell you. I know I am fucking writing this and putting it out there, in public for everyone to read, but I need you to read with an open mind.I may have fucked my best friends father, but in my defense, he was Jamaican, had the biggest dick I have ever seen and before all that, I was an emotional wreck at the time. I had gone for a sleepover at my besties house, she had invited me and one of our closest mutual friends. I didn't want to go, but I did hoping to just talk and uplift my low spirits, but I guess you could say, I uplifted more than my low spirit.Immediately I stepped into her house, Amanda and Serena had immediately dived into their favorite topic of discussion, their boyfriends.“Victor is sooo good! He literally makes me come every time,” Amanda said, fanning herself.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Here we go again. “Damian is just the same way!” Serena

“Take me, Mr Johnny”

He smiled at what I had said. About having a boyfriend. He seemed to know me so well. Too well.Mr. Johnny grabbed the glass of water I had poured, his finger tracing the edge of it. “A boyfriend who can’t make you come,” he said. My cheeks flushed. He must’ve heard the conversation we were having earlier. He pushed his hips closer to mine. “A boyfriend that doesn’t excite you anymore. He doesn’t take you like you want…” He took one of his hands off of the glass and rubbed it against my shorts, like he had this morning. “I bet your boyfriend doesn’t make you this wet anymore,” he murmured against my ear. I gently squeezed my legs as his fingers brushed against my clit. “You need a man, Kiara , not a boy.”My nipples hardened from underneath my shirt as the pressure built in my core. I reached up and pinched them lightly, letting myself enjoy the moment. He kissed below my jaw, and I whimpered. “I can excite you, Kiara ,” he breathed, pressing another kiss on my neck, his fingers

Dirty Pool Party

It had taken a light apology to Amanda and Serena to get them off my back. I told them I had found Mr. Johnny's secret stash of alcohol somewhere in the kitchen and with how down and depressed I had felt that night when they spoke about their men, I had down a full bottle and crashed out in the balcony.Of course this only served to make Amanda pity me more and insist I take her boyfriends brother's phone number.I did. It was a small sacrifice to pay so she would get off my back and not think too far as to where I was and what I was truly doing that night.They had even set up a small party with all our mutual friends from college present, to disguise the "accidental date" they had planned for us to meet and "accidentally hit it off and fall in love" but Victor and his brother had run into an accident. Which was such a fitting irony. Another car had rearended their car. They were safe, but just deeply shaken so they had to cancel. I on the other had was already here at Amanda's hou

"Open Your Mouth"

I could not forget what he had done to me just a week ago. How could I? When he made me come so many times, I lost count. When he spilled water all over my tiny white tank top so he could finally see my tits. When he thrust into my pussy when his daughter and my best friend walked right into the room.“Your pussy is getting so wet for me,” he said. He pushed his hips against mine from behind, letting me feel his hardness poking through his swim trunks. “How many times have you touched your pussy, just thinking about me?” He slid his finger between my folds and pushed it inside. I whimpered softly, clenching on his fingers.“How many times, Kiara?”“None.” I was a stinking liar, but he did not need to know that. His fingers moved faster inside of me, thrusting in and out of my pussy wildly. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock behind me. I grasped him through his shorts, moving my hand up and down. “You haven’t thought about my cock inside of you?” Oh God, he

Satisfying my Best friends Dad

The thing is, I've never been a stranger to fuc'king older men, so I did not know how to respond to Mr. Johnny's words. Then, there was the thing I had going with my boyfriends dad. How could I completely belong to him, when I was a free bird that somehow belonged to my boyfriends dad too?Though it was a long time ago, and he's currently working outside the country, but we enjoy a good fuc'k whenever he was around.Did I tell you, I was fucking Logan's dad too? Well, It started when I caught my Logan’s dad stroking his big, fat cock one night after a football game. Logan had gone to bed early, blaming his exhaustion on his intense effort during the game. But I stayed up and snuck around his father’s house to get some water. Me and water, am I right? Wink wink... When I crept by Mr. Archer’s bedroom and heard the quiet grunts drifting out from the cracked door, I couldn’t stop myself from peeking into the room. Ever since then, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him,

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