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The rose toy is sealed tight against my clit when the bedroom door opens without a knock. I don’t hear it at first. I’m too far gone, back arched off the mattress, tank top shoved above my tits, panties twisted around one ankle, hips grinding in slow, filthy circles against the buzzing suction that’s the only thing in this house that makes me feel alive. The book is open on the pillow beside me, the one I keep hidden under the mattress like a teenager, the one where the man ties the woman down and uses her until she’s sobbing and grateful. My left hand is pinching my nipple the way the book describes, rolling and tugging until sharp little sparks shoot straight to my pussy.

"Please... touch me... squeeze my boobs harder... bite my nipples..." My hips bounced off the bed, trying to push myself right onto the buzzing toy. I dragged the tip from side to side, rubbing it flat against my wetness while my fingers scratched at my own skin. "Fuck... fuck, Callan, take me... fuck my pussy..." I babbled, completely losing my mind. I couldn't hold it back anymore. My thighs started shaking like crazy and my stomach felt like it was on fire. I jammed the vibrator down as hard as I could against my clit, closing my eyes and screaming his name out loud.

After all, that was officially my last day in the school premises. Karen pushed me to the wall, her mouth still fixed on my n**ple. She took her mouth up to my neck in a kiss; the thrills I felt were unexplainable. Then she kissed my lips, squeezing my butt so hard that my cravings for her intensified. Her lips were softer than warm bread, and their taste was sweeter than honey. As if Karen realised how bad I needed her fingers, she lifted my gown and slipped her hands into my wet p**sy. It was so wet that two of her fingers effortlessly glided in.

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

My chest slammed into the spines of a hundred leather-bound books. "Ugh!" I groaned, the rough texture of the books scraping my skin. He didn't use a desk this time. He stepped up behind me, his massive body pinning me against the shelf. He didn't even take off his pants; he just unzipped, his hard, heavy dick pressing against the crack of my ass. He reached around, his large hand gripping my throat—not hard enough to choke, but enough to remind me who held the power. He spat into his palm, using the meager lubricant to roughly prep me with two fingers. I was already leaking, my cock pulsing with a mix of terror and sick, addictive excitement.

"Lean forward baby. As far as you can." I do as I'm told, using his knees as stabilizers. His hand skims down my body. Feeling the sweaty dew, "good girl. Now tell me again, baby. Tell me you want me to consume you. Fill you like you've never been filled before. Fill you like you can't get enough of me." Oh my! That was the sexiest damn thing. I didn't know that I had a good girl kink until him. His voice changes, too, when we're having sex. It's thicker, raspier, sexier, and I want to give him whatever he asks for.

Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. ‎When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl. ‎ ‎I always want to be daddy's good girl. ‎ ‎My hands did not stay still either; I took the time to stroke the taut muscles in his legs and squeeze his tight ass that I have stared at for so long, until now... Then I reached up to fondle his balls, touching lightly and working on them with my fingers as my mouth worked on his pierced c**k.

Even when he grins and winks at me after saying it, it still has the same effect on me. “Jesus, you’re getting her all wet, she’s dripping all over me!” Jory spreads my legs to show the others, and I redden, hiding my face in his chest. “Well, she did say that she loves being treated this way. Now, I actually believe that our girl has a kink fetish. She is a true sub.” Knox states, “But, we really need to talk about this before the two of you go and abuse her poor holes for the rest of the night.” He chuckles.

Seeing me struggle, Max asked, “Are you wanting different positions? Are you not satisfied?” “That’s not why I got the book.” Grabbing the book, I flip through to the section of fellation and hand it back to Max. “I wanted to learn how to do this.” Max looks from the book to me, then back to the book. “I see.” Max puts down the book, “Show me what you learned.” I slowly make my way towards Max as he begins unbuckling his pants and pulling them down. His member is already hard as it springs free. I kneel before him. My hands shake as I reach out to grasp him. “Lick your hand first, kitten.” Max says gently.

I never knew I had a voyeur kink and it was better than any fantasy I could have ever had, obliterating all the others. “Please, daddy.” “Bad girl,” he tsksed, grabbing my hand that I didn’t realize I was inching between my thighs. “No touching, babygirl.” I was so embarrassingly wet that I could feel my arousal trickling down my thighs. Circling my waist and holding my wandering fingers hostage, I shuddered, feeling his lips suck on my pounding pulse, swirling his tongue teasingly. He tortured me by not caressing where I needed him the most and just then, the man pinched the girl’s clit with his fingers still inside until she shuddered her release.