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Kassy.I stood there staring at him, heart pounding, waiting for him to grab me or kiss me or do something after I told him I’d like to see him try. But Mr. Sinclair just looked at me for a second, jaw tight, then turned away like I hadn’t said anything at all. He walked over to my desk, pulled out the chair, and sat down like this was any normal tutoring session.“Sit down, Kassy,” he said, voice flat. “Open your chemistry book to chapter seven. We’re starting with chemical bonding.”I rolled my eyes and dropped into the chair across from him. My tiny skirt rode up my thighs but I didn’t pull it down. I popped a fresh piece of gum in my mouth and started chewing loud on purpose, snapping it between my teeth. While he talked about atoms and electrons, I grabbed my notebook and started doodling. Big thick dicks. Veiny ones. I wrote “Mr. Sinclair’s cock” under the first one, then drew another one even bigger with balls and everything. I smiled to myself, pussy tingling the whole time. H

Kassy.“No, no, Kassy. It’s your assignment for tomorrow. It’s already 6pm. I’m done,” Mr. Sinclair said, standing up from my desk with that calm, final tone that made me want to scream.I shot up from my chair so fast my heavy tits bounced hard under the sheer net top, nipples stiff and begging. “Please, just thirty more minutes? Come on, don’t be such a dick about it. I’ll finish it now, I swear. You can’t just leave me like this…”He smirked, dark and mocking, eyes sliding over my glossy red lips and the way my tits strained against the mesh like they were dying to be mauled. “Such a spoiled little brat. Always used to getting whatever the fuck you want, huh? Not today, princess.” His voice dropped lower, rougher. “Do the work yourself tonight. Maybe then you’ll actually earn what that greedy little cunt is dripping for tomorrow.”He grabbed his bag and walked out without another word, the door clicking shut behind him like a slap to my face. I stood there fuming, thighs sticky wit

Kassy.“Shit,” he muttered under his breath, pulling out of me fast. A thick gush of his cum poured out of my stretched hole and ran down my thighs. We moved like thieves. He grabbed tissues and wiped his cock quickly, then tossed me a towel. I wiped between my legs as best as I could, but I was still leaking his load, sticky and warm. My heart hammered in panic, chest tight with fear that my Mum would walk in any second and see the mess we’d made.We cleaned the desk in seconds, wiping away the cum smears and my squirt stains. I yanked on a proper white blouse and long skirt, buttoning it up fast while my legs trembled and my pussy still throbbed from the pounding. Mr. Sinclair was already at the whiteboard writing notes on organic chemistry like nothing had happened. His face was calm again, but his hair was still messy from my fingers and his shirt was slightly untucked.My Mum walked into the room two minutes later carrying a tray of fresh juice. She stopped and smiled wide when s

Chapter 1Veronica.I lay spread out on the guest bed in my daughter’s house, legs wide open like a cheap whore, with my thick silicone dildo buried deep inside my aching cunt. The room was dark except for the faint glow of the bedside lamp. My heavy tits spilled out of my silk robe, nipples hard and sensitive as I pinched one roughly. I was so fucking wet the toy made obscene squelching sounds every time I slammed it in and out.“Fuck… yes…” I moaned under my breath, hips rolling up to meet every thrust. The fat head of the dildo dragged against that sweet spot inside me, but it wasn’t enough. It never was anymore.I’ve been a widow for six years. After my husband died, I told myself I’d stay respectable. That lasted about three months. Then the hunger took over. I started going out to bars, hotel rooms, sometimes even the back seat of cars, letting random men use my body. They’d fuck me, cum in me, call me a dirty slut, and leave. It scratched the itch for a night, but none of them

3.Veronica.His hand stayed wrapped around my wrist, not pushing me away, not pulling me closer either. Just holding. His cock throbbed in my palm, hot and slick with precum. I kept stroking slowly, deliberately, my thumb circling over the swollen head with each upward pull, spreading his leaking fluid down every thick inch.Sophie shifted on his other side, snuggling deeper into his shoulder. “This movie is kind of boring,” she mumbled sleepily.My heart nearly stopped. But she didn’t look. She didn’t notice my hand moving under the blanket. She just yawned and rested her head heavier against him.“Shh, baby,” Jake said, his voice low and rough. It was the first real thing he’d said since dinner. His jaw was clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping. His whole body was wired, tense like a spring about to snap.I squeezed his cock harder in response, a silent fuck-you for calling her “baby” while my fingers were wrapped around him. He exhaled sharply through his nose, hips twi