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“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”

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I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"

“That's why rich, mysterious men like Andrew Ashford always have weird sexual preferences. Preferences that either make you take to your heels and run for the hills screaming or have your eyes roll so far back you see your own brain stem. I'm just saying—ceiling mirrors? That man is probably into watching himself do push-ups while you’re asleep. Or worse.” I laughed—loud enough that I darted a quick glance at the door, half expecting Andrew to walk in mid-sentence. Coast clear. “You're such a lewd devil. Stop. Before I have to explain to Andrew why my best friend is trying to turn our relationship into Fifty Shades fanfiction.” I told her. Delilah cackled.

" I asked taking his small hand. As soon as I touched his hand I felt a shiver go through me. I paused in surprise, looking back at Azian. He smiled warmly, "she's a little uncomfortable, but she's okay now, " he said smiling. "who? Who is she? " I asked He looked down at my tummy, " she's very happy you're her mother, she says she hears you, and she misses him as well, " Azian replied. My child..misses her father. She'll never get to see him.

I asked. He looked at me and rolled his eyes, “Three months, perhaps.” He answered. “You have the worse luck getting sex, now Anna is going to date you, but won’t let you touch her.” I said. “That’s hilarious.” I added. He turned facing the ceiling, he laughed “You’re crazy” he said to me. “I could get sex if I want, I could get down with any girl in a club if I ever wanted.” “You have been sex-starved Andy. How about we do it together?” I said looking at his face “It won’t be weird, we have known each other for long, its better hooking up with a stranger just to get pleasure.”

This confirmed to me that she was indeed up to going all the way with me, not shying away from bringing me over the edge with her sexy pantyhosed Asian feet, on the same table where her daughter was sitting. I was so hot and aroused from all that teasing of Yuna's shoes and pantyhose-encased feet that I needed immediate relief and could not help but stroke my cock in my stall. I imagined fucking the hell out of that seductive mature Asian woman who did not leave out any opportunity for teasing me with all of her female tricks. When I had an orgasm, just when my hard cock penetrated her tight wet Asian cunt all the way in my fantasy, I felt some relief and also knew that further teasing by Yu

My pussy clamped down hard on the dildo. No. Stop. That's wrong. But my body didn't listen. The fantasy twisted; Sebastian’s hands instead of Marcus’s, his younger, harder thrusts, his voice younger and rougher while calling me something dirty while mom slept in the next room. Forbidden. Slick and hot. I fucked myself faster. Harder. The vibrator mashed against my clit until stars burst behind my eyelids. “I'm gonna come…fuck daddy… I’m gonna squirt thinking about you…” I didn't say whose name. Didn't want to know.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.