Boycotting Mum's Marriage: Alpha Daddy is Mine
Yes. Curse me. Call me anything!
This was wrong, dirty, and forbidden, but heavens know I don't give a fuck!
He was my stepfather- Mum’s beloved husband and his students’ most jovial Professor Elias, but here with me, he’s my boy...
“Spread it wider, mummy.” His hot voice fanned my thighs, “Let Eli wipe that wet floor.”
“Arrrghh!” I yelled immediately his tongue touched my skin. “Moreee,” I didn't know when it escaped my lips subconsioulsy.
His tongue was everything I needed to diffuse me and reset my brain back to factory settings.
I could feel myself getting closer to climaxing, his little grunts as he savoured my juices were gold. “Please….” I had to plead for his entrance. “Finger me”
He wasn’t stopping, and I’d almost thought he wouldn’t stop when IT slipped into my wet cunt. “Fawwwwk!”
It stopped until I was ready to assimilate it, then slowly, his finger slid in and out, getting me closer and closer until my sanity couldn’t sit still anymore.
Pulling him by his long hair, I made him get up, even though the finger was still in me. “Fuck me harder, my boy.”
“Mummy, this is a school…” The thrust slowed down. “Anyone could come in.”
Damn! How much I hate being reminded that this was a school. We weren’t free at home as mum was always there to hug and make me jealous.
This is not who I was three months ago. Three months ago, I was Love Damini- my mother’s daughter the school nerd and class president. But now, I was his pet, his mummy, his deadly secret.
“Elias Marshmallow, will you marry me?”