All Chapters of Plunge In Deep: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

I love sucking daddy’s cock (5) ANNA I made my way to his office, my legs trembling. I didn’t know why I was scared but somehow I knew it wasn’t just going to be the makeup test. He was going to touch me, do things to me. Because the look in his eyes at the lecture hall said it all. That same dark look from last night when he had me tied to the headboard and begging for more. My stomach tightened the whole walk down the corridor. Students passed me talking about assignments and weekend plans like everything in the world was normal. But none of them knew I had nothing under my skirt. None of them knew the man waiting behind that door had already been deep inside me less than a day ago. I kept telling myself I was only going for the makeup test. That was the lie I repeated in my head over and over. Just the test and nothing else. But my body already knew better, my hands were damp and my mouth felt dry. By the time I reached the correct door my heart was beating so hard that I co

I love sucking daddy’s cock (7)ANNAA sly smile appeared on my face as I went on my knees slowly. The floor of his office was hard under me, but I didn’t care. My hands moved to his cock without hesitation. I started by cupping and playing with his balls, rolling them gently in my palm, feeling how heavy and warm they were. Then I moved my hand up to the head of his dick. It was pink, slightly darker at the tip, and already glistening. I stuck out my tongue and rolled it over the head in slow circles, tasting the salt of him.His hand gathered my hair into a rough ponytail and held it firmly. I grinned up at his face, watching the way his jaw tightened. When I saw that he was enjoying it I put more energy into licking the head, swirling my tongue, sucking just the tip before pulling off with a soft wet sound.He groaned lowly in his throat as I finally took him into my mouth and started to push him deeper, gently working him down my throat. My eyes watered a little but I didn’t stop

I Love sucking daddy’s cock (9)ANNAHe turned around fully, that same slow grin on his face, and for a second I just stood there taking him in. He was wearing dark sweatpants that sat low on his hips and nothing else. The light from the window cut across his chest and the faint marks I had left on him the day before in his office. My stomach fluttered.“Come here,” he said.I walked to him without thinking. The moment I was close enough he reached out, slid one hand around the back of my neck, and pulled me in for a kiss that started slowly and turned deep in a fast moment. I melted into it, my hands resting on his bare chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under my palms. When he finally pulled back I was already breathing harder.“You followed instructions,” he murmured, his thumb brushing along my jaw. “Good girl.”“You said not to knock,” I answered, trying to sound steady. “I listened.”“Mm. That you did.” He stepped back to look me up and down. “Take your clothes off. Do

Caught In Bed With My Best friend’s father (1) Aliyah’s POV The night my father died I was thrown into devastation. We had just moved from Pakistan to Washington DC when the symptoms started showing. At first we thought it was stress from the move, the new country, the cold weather he wasn’t used to. Then the doctors said the word cancer and everything changed. He fought it for two years. I watched him get thinner, weaker, quieter. Last week he finally stopped fighting and now the house was strangely quiet after they took his body away. I kept walking into his room expecting to see him sitting by the window the way he used to, reading the newspaper in Urdu. Instead there was only the empty chair and the smell of the medicine he used to take still clinging to the air. I had a friend named Elle and she had been supportive ever since I first met her. We attended the same university and somehow became best friends almost immediately. She never made me feel inferior and when my fa

Caught In Bed With My Best friend’s father (3)Aliyah’s POVI couldn’t look away.Adrian stood there in the middle of the home gym, still catching his breath, the towel hanging loosely from one hand. Sweat ran down his chest in slow lines, tracing the muscles that shifted every time he moved. His dark shorts sat low on his hips, damp in places from the workout. He looked solid and completely out of reach, yet for one dangerous second my mind didn’t care about any of that.I imagined stepping closer. I imagined what his skin would feel like under my hands as he was still hot from exercise. As the thought roamed through my mind, I felt restless. My stomach tightened and a slow, unwanted heat spread between my legs. My face turned red. This was Elle’s father. The man who had opened his home to me when I had nowhere else to go. The man whose daughter was my best friend. I had no right to look at him like this. I had no right to feel anything at all.I shook the thought away as hard as I