All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex Boyfriend's Dad : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Fucking skill

Liam.I pull the Milf to the stage, letting her lie in the pool of blood and start to drill her as Bianca's image fills my vision. My mind flashes back to that last day when she struggled to breathe through the bullet that pierced her.You ain't dead, honeybee, you ain't, Dominus murmurs that in my mind over and over again as I thrust deeply into the Milf. Her cries ring through the air, thighs spread wide for me. In between the long, hard thrusts, I claim her mouth in a deep kiss, wanting to taste Bianca through her lips again as her wet snatch drills my cock. I slap her titties, enjoying how they bounce. She's so sex appealing lying there in that blood as it taints her pale skin. Behind us, the fuck fest begins, dicks against pussies and in mouths, and pussies rubbing together, rousing wet sounds in the air. The men suck and kiss their fellow men, but I don't see anyone fucking each other. It's not forbidden here, but I wonder why no one is doing it. As for the women, they ple

Sex fight

Liam. His grip on the dagger slacks, but blood rushes out of his palm in rivulet. He had seen my moves on time and stopped them before the dagger could hit home. Mother fucker. The air between us blazes. Blood roars in my ears. Igor howls. He steps back, fist clenched hard, and before I can flee, he sends his fist into my belly. I find myself flying backwards through the wall until I land in one of the rooms, my body breaking through the desk table as masonry and woods fall over me. Pain wracks through me, and a million stars float in my vision. I gush and cough out blood as my vision swims. His footsteps pound, a dull ache in my ears, but that tells me he's coming. “You think you can kill me that easily?” He speaks, his voice completely a white noise to my ears. I cough through the dust clogging my lungs as I groan. “I was simply granting…your wish. Can't blame a boy, can you, big man?” I stutter out, struggling to rise, to fight out the hard-on this cruel encounter is c

Fuller breasts

Alicia. The brightness of the sun and the heat that comes with it wake me up from my sweet sleep. I hiss, cursing at nothing. However, the moment I look around the large room I'm in, which screams luxury, I prop up from the bed with speed. My eyes flit through the room, an appeased smile finding its way to my lips. I know this place too well. It had once served as my room whenever I came to spend the night in Michael's house. He'd bring me here after fucking me senseless in his sanctuary.I can feel the warmth spreading through me, realizing I'm home at last. This room, this house, and the man who owns them are my home. Images of what occurred yesterday run through my mind, overlapping each other. My moment with Stefon, the attack, my phone call with Michael, and…the moment Michael came for me. I heard him clearly calling me my nickname, Ally. Oh, that was such an ambrosial delight. I nearly came just hearing him call me that, but, of course, a woman needed to keep up with h

Five minutes fuck

Michael. I've learned that Laura wakes up in different elements. Some days she wakes up moody, especially when she's on her period. Other days, happy, chatty, biting, hateful, playful. But today, she woke up horny. I knew when she lay beside me, masturbating herself while watching me sleep. I wasn't sleeping. I was just pretending while listening to the wetness of her pussy as she massaged it with her fingers. Her muffled moans penetrated my ears, her musky scent filling my nose. I knew when she painted my lips with her juices, the cream nearly dripping onto the pillow, before she caught it with her lips. She was tasting herself on my lips through airy kisses. I loved how her tongue petted my lips lightly while she licked away the evidence of her morning desires from my lips. I had to swallow hard. My dick rose, horny. Hungry. But I kept myself from letting her know I'm awake. I wanted to let her have her time. To enjoy herself however she wanted. She played with her pus

Use your dick

Michael. Her hands find my zipper under the water as our lips battle with passion, bodies melting like snow surrendering to the sun. The birds above chirp, flapping their wings like they understand what's happening, like they understand the combustible passion we've buried ourselves in. I churn my lips desperately over hers, and given the way she moans, I already know her pussy is lubricating for me. My teeth bite into her lower lip out of reflex, drawing a tinge of blood when she pulls out my pulsing dick. “That's…sweet, my woman,” I whisper against her lips, my dick sliding into her palms as she gives me a thorough hand job. “You're not permitted to talk, daddy. Just kiss me or put your dick inside me. Your five minutes are running down…” I pant, pulling away from her. “Okay.” “Yes.” She responds. “Am I gonna use my fingers or dick?” I ask, feeling high. “Jesus! You'd ditch this hard guy for your fingers now? Use your dick, daddy.” I whip her around instantly, pressing h

He prefers dicks

Laura. “How about this? Fits me right?” Maisie's voice streams through the speakers. I'm at work while she's at home, calling me on a video call just to show me the newest clothes she bought. I look up from the file on my desk to the screen. The office is almost empty. It's break time, and most people have gone out to have lunch, save for Marco and Cecilia, the newest member of the department. Apparently, Mr. Paul frowns at the idea of bringing back Patricia and Cersei into the department despite their changed behaviour. Instead, he brings in new people. “Come on, flower girl, say something!” Maisie hoots from the screen. I sigh, giving the dress a once-over. “It looks superb.” “Yes, I knew it!” Maisie throws her hands up, giggling proudly. She removes the dress, looking at the pile of clothes on the bed to pick up another. “Why the change of wardrobe?” I ask. Not that the new set of clothes is overly decent, but it's not something Maisie would wear on a normal day. “Noth

Alarm

Laura.I'm spellbound— enchanted at how Michael's masturbating to my satisfaction and entertainment before the screen. I still don't know how that big cock manages to fit inside me every time we fuck. It's so meaty and veiny, exactly what every woman out there dreams about. Yet, I'm the lucky one who got it. The one who enjoys every pleasure it's gifted to give my pussy. “Like what you see, Malishka?” He asks, his voice hoarse through the speaker. “It's dripping for you.” I swallow hard. He's very right, that cock is dripping for me, only me. Not Alicia and certainly no one else. “I love it, daddy.” I mewl in response, feeling my nipples ache, rising and pressing deliciously against my bra.“That's my girl…” He sings, stroking himself nice and slow. I feel my body melting into tingles before twitching like I'm being electrified. I know then that it has started— my pussy is beginning to drip. Fuck, I don't plan to touch myself. I just wanted to watch my man play with himself j

His wife

Alicia. After years of being Michael's submissive sex slave in this house, I definitely know my way around. I know the axis that are the CCTV's blind spots. And for this secret touring mission I'm about to embark on, I sneak past the axis, my movements stealthy. It's not like I'm about to cause anyone harm, I just want access to Michael's bedroom. I've definitely missed the warmth of that space, and I want to be there just for a minute or less. Michael got me a cane to aid my movement until the wound heals. He's such a caring man but little does he know I'm totally alright without a cane. Anyway, I had to take it and use it. It's funny how it helps to make my limp fit believable. However, now that the hallway is empty, I walk normal while roaming my eyes around, searching for more blind spots. Earlier this morning, I watched through my room window as Michael served Laura breakfast in the garden. I never knew him to be a cook. It's funny how that small monster girl is turning

Intruder

Alicia. They both swim in their bubble of pleasure, whispering sweet nothings to each other while I lurk in the dark, stewing, plotting, and looking to execute my plots. I can't be here and watch that devil's spawn have peace in the relationship I suffered years to build. That's a crime! Daylight robbery! Does she know what I suffered for Michael? The beatings he gave me? How he turned me into a masochist? And yet here she was, enjoying the fruits of my labor. It's laughable, really. I have people her age who call me ma'am, who scurry off in fear when they hear my voice. They're willing to lick my feet just to ensure I'm pleased, and yet here she is, eating something that's meant to be mine. Something way older than her. “That's my girl.” My ears tune back into Michael's words. I grit my teeth when I hear him praising that cheap slut. There's this fire that rises inside me, ready to incinerate everything and everyone in my way. I peep through the gap in the door and notic

A woman's bedroom

Alicia. I suck in his scent, my hands holding onto him tight. His dick pierces my belly button, and it seems like he's still hard, or is he hard for me? Pretentiously, I rub my belly over his hard cock while I wail like a scared cat. Hmm, it's so good. My nipples are already poking out through the flimsy nightwear I'm putting on, and to think it's the Brotherhood's color—black. Just before I can fully enjoy this proximity, Michael gently pulls me away from his body, his hands resting on my shoulders. There's concern in his eyes, but a hard grit to his jaw. Certainly, he's pissed about the breach in the tunnel. “Alicia, look at me,” he coaxes my gaze up while I bawl hysterically, trying to bury myself in his arms. “He's…going to…kill me.” I pant hard, my face streaked with tears. “Hey…no one's gonna kill you, Ally. Look at me.”He raises my chin up and wipes away my tears with his callused thumbs. “That was just a minor breach. The enemy isn't here. He can never be.” His voic

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