5sos smut :)

“I was sent here,”

“Sir,”

“I was sent here, sir,”

“And why is that, Miss Y/L/N?”

I bit my lip again. “I was heatedly making out with my boyfriend, Luke, in the teacher’s lounge.” I said. Mr. Hood raised his eyebrow and inched to me. Damn he was hot. With his perfect jawline, sexy stare and incredibly long fingers. And I was still wet from that makeout sesh with Luke.

“You know, that’s forbidden,” he said quietly, inching towards me. I raised my eyebrow.

“That’s the fun in it,” I responded.

“You little slut,” he slowly said. I breathed in and he sat down on his desk. “You’ve been a bad girl, Miss Y/L/N. very bad. Do you know what bad girls get?”

I had an idea, and it was turning me on.

“Spankings?” I said. He nodded, a little smile on his plump cheeks. “Now take off all your clothes.” He said seriously. 

“Yes sir,” i said obediently, and took off my skimpy shorts and top, feeling his stare on me. With a little smirk, I one-handedly unclasped my bra and slowly slid my thong off, allowing a perfect view of my bare ass. I stuck out my butt.

“Now, no noise or you’ll regret it. Not. One.”

I nodded and he grabbed a ruler and brought it down. I kind of jumped at the contact. He hit, again, and I winced. And again. And with a harder blow. And—

“Ow,” I whimpered quietly.

“What was that?” he said.

“Nothing! I didn’t say anything!”

“You already broke the rules? I need to teach you some manners, don’t I?” he turned me around to face him. “Now, don’t move. And no noises.” He left a hickey on my neck and on my clavicle, then moved on to my nipple. He put his tongue around it and sucked it, flicking his tongue, and rubbing circles on my ass at the same time. I bit my tongue, trying to not moan. I already felt my inner thighs wet. He kept leaving hickeys until he reached my pussy. He lifted me up and put my down on the table and knelt down, spreading my legs. He kissed my clit once and ran his tongue over my slit. I inhaled harshly and arched my back, and he started to drag a finger agonisingly slowly around my clit and around my slit. I was dying for some contact.

“Soaking wet for me, darling,” he said, and licked all my wetness around my thighs, and without warning slipped his tongue in. I let out a silent scream as he put his tongue in and out.

I felt my orgasm approaching but he stopped abruptly.

“What the fuck, Hood?” I said. He raised his eyebrows and stood up intimidatingly. I felt surprisingly small.

“Well spanking won’t teach you, I guess I’ll just have to fuck you so much and make you come so many times you’ll be sore and numb.”

I bit my lip again. “Come ride me, sweetheart,” he said, and stripped from his clothes, lying down on the floor. I pumped his shaft a few times and positioned myself on top of him, slowly going down, and then back up. In an up-down motion, I started to bounce on him.

“Such a good little slut, riding my cock like that,” he said, slapping my ass. He started to rub figure eights on my clit and I let out the smallest noise possible. “If you make another noise, your fate will only be worse. Understood?” he asked. I nodded and bit my lip as he sent me dangerously close to the edge.

“I—I’m gonna come,” I said.

“Not without my permission.” he answered harshly, rubbing his finger furiously fast at my clit. My stomach hurt from holding in my moans and my orgasm. 

“Can I come, sir?”

“Not yet,” he said smirking.

“Sir---please sir--” i bit my lip and let out a loud gasp, releasing all over him with a sigh and he came all over himself. I got up and started to grab my clothes but he grabbed my hands and pinned them above me, pushing me to a wall.

“And what do you think you’re doing, Miss Y/LN? You think we’re done here? That’s cute. As I mentioned, I’ll bang you against those walls so hard you’ll break your nails grasping on to my back and your lips will bleed from trying not to scream. When I’m done, you’ll be begging for mercy and your ass will be so sore you can’t sit down for another week. You hear me?” he sounded dangerously dominant. I nodded, pretty terrified.

Without any warning, he pounded into me. Again, his length filled me up to the brim, stretching my walls. He came almost all the way out and slammed into me again. My legs were feeling weak from that orgasm and I almost collapsed but he grabbed me and slammed me against the wall again, saying “Don’t you dare, Y/LN.” Our skin was slapping against each other and I noticed his thrusts become clumsier and he was gonna come. He let out a moan and I almost cried trying to not let out mine. Finally we both came over the edge, cum spilling on the floor.

He gave me a cocky grin and flipped me around so I was facing the wall and he was behind me. I grabbed the wall for support and he grabbed my butt cheeks, spreading them apart. I felt his tip aligned with my ass, and he suddenly pounded into me. I whimpered as he started to thrust, slowly then quicker, then with one hand grabbed my left boob, pinching the nipple between his fingers, and with the right hand grabbing my clit between two fingers. I started to orgasm again and he plunged two fingers in my hole, hitting my g spot. I bit down on my lip so hard I could taste the salted blood. I was breathing quickly, feeling my orgasm approaching. My legs were literally about to collapse and this was too much for me to bear.

He came and pulled out before I got a chance to orgasm.

“Hey!” I said, frustrated. “You didn’t even let me cum.”

“I’m sorry, kitten,” he whispered, and sucked on my neck. “You’ve been such a good girl. You’re allowed to moan now, but only when you’re having an orgasm.” He grinned cockily and pushed me down on the table, plunging a finger in my hole and then another one, scissoring around. With his other hand he massaged my clit. I was trembling, especially my legs, and was about to let out a scream. I bit my lip and dug my nails into my palms and curled my toes. He took out the fingers inside me, licked them, and moaned, “Damn, you taste fucking amazing.” He then used that hand to keep me down on the table because I was losing it.

I felt my high approaching and was trying to let it out but he suddenly slowed down his pace, making it even more pleasurable. I let out a very high-pitched moan and groaned.

“How are you enjoing that?” he asked cockily.

“Sir, please let me come--!” I kept moaning as he nodded in approval and my orgasm hit me. I collapsed on the desk, hardly being able to breathe, trying to catch my breath.

“That’s it for today, Y/LN,” Calum said. I nodded, relieved, and stumbled to pick up my thong. Suddenly, I heard a “Just kidding!” and he pinned me on the floor, climbing on top of me. “Did you think I was done?”

“Sir please, I can’t handle this.”

“Seems you don’t have a choice, little cunt.” He winked and slowly inched into me, then started thrusting. I moaned, bucking my hips toward him as he moaned, burying his head in my neck. I was close and my pussy walls started tightening.

“Fuck—you’re so tight—” Hood groaned. I released but he hadn’t so kept thrusting faster and faster. I felt yet another orgasm approaching. I moaned with ecstasy, but he released before I could orgasm. Frustrated, I sat up.

“Can you please make me cum, sir?” I asked.

“Since you asked so nicely. Lay down for me, doll,” he said, and I did, spreading my legs open. He opened my folds and touched my clit, which was so sensitive I jumped slightly. With a cheeky grin, he started fingering me faster and faster, I was moaning so loudly, my clit could barely stand it. I tried to somehow get away but he pinned me down, and plunged a finger in me, curling it towards my front walls. I felt my stomach clench, my pussy get tighter and tighter and he curled his finger, hitting my g-spot, and I shrieked his name, my orgasm finally hitting me, but he kept going, he kept fingering me till I was in tears and moans, begging him to stop, trying to move but not having the strength. Another orgasm hit me, I arched my back and clenched around his finger, yelling “OH FUCK.” I lay there on the floor for a minute, catching my breath, before finally getting up.

He helped me get dressed and then opened the door out, saying, “Don’t forget your detention,” and winking, slapping my ass. I whimpered as I walked away, trying to ignore my sore legs and pussy.

Request: anon

“…and then he said no, sorry, I have a girlfriend,” my best friend explained.

“No way!” I said, grabbing a crisp and popping it in my mouth. “Seriously?”

“Yeah! So then she got super-duper pissed and she left.”

“Oh my god!”

“I know!” she laughed. “Anyway, that’s all about me. What about you? How’s Luke?”

“Luke is fine, everything’s good,”

“How’s the sex?”

“What?” I said, giggling. “Sex? With Luke?”

“Yep,” she said.

“Um,” was all I could think of. “Meh,”

“Meh?!” she exclaimed. “Why so?”

“It’s not meh, its okay. I mean, it’s good. It’s just…”

“Just what?”

“He’s kind of…too soft,”

“What?”

“He’s way too vanilla. It was cool at first, but I need him to be…harsher, I guess. I mean, we haven’t like fucked hard,”

“Oh, shit. Have you ever had an orgasm with him?”

“Um…yeah, I came, but I mean…it’s still better when I do it alone. He’s always like, scared to hurt me or something.”

“Can’t you tell him?”

I laughed. “What should I say, ‘hey Luke, you’re way too soft in bed, fuck me harder and make me come till I’m shaking’?”

Suddenly a familiar face appeared. “That’s exactly what you could say,” Luke said, looking quite hurt. I saw Calum walk in right after him, laughing hysterically. I turned bright red. Oh god.

“Um—I gotta go,” I said.

“What--?”

“Bye!” I hung up the phone and Luke and I stared at each other for a bit.

“Oops?” I managed. Calum cracked up and clapped his hands.

“Oh my god! Vanilla! Vanilla! And Luke was telling us he wasn’t vanilla, he spent entire evenings trying to convince us he wasn’t a soft little puppy but turns out he was. Aw, Lukey doesn’t know how to fuck properly?”

“Y/N!” Luke shouted at me. “Tell him I’m not vanilla!”

“I’m sorry Luke,” I said. “You’re vanilla. Nothing against you, it’s just—”

“Stop!” Calum said. “I’m actually crying,” he wiped a few happy tears away. “Poor ittle Lucas. Doesn’t know how to give pleasure. You haven’t made your girlfriend come properly? Oh, poor you, Y/N,”

“Then you fucking do it if you know how to so well!” Luke yelled. Calum raised his eyebrows.

“Are you being serious?” he asked. Luke looked taken aback.

“Um…yeah? Yeah, I am. If you can make her come better than me, you show me how,”

“Guys, I’m not a toy!” I said. No one seemed to notice me.

“Like a threesome?!” Calum said. Luke raised his eyebrows.

“Yep, Mr. Know-It-Sex,”

Calum walked over to me.

“Are you okay with this?”

“Do I have a choice—”

“Not really,” he said. He stood in front of me. “Strip,” he said. Hesitantly, I took off my jeans and shirt. Why was I going along with this? Calum raised his eyebrows.

“Well, fuck,” he said. “You’re really fucking hot.”

He walked and stood behind me, placing his lips on my neck. He started biting and sucking at the skin and I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning. He started trailing my arms with his fingers and then brought a hand down, starting to rub me through my panties. He then unclasped my bra and brought down my underwear.

“When Luke fingers you, is it good?” Calum asked. I blushed again.

“Um—”

“Answer,”

“It’s okay,” I said.

“But is it over-the-top excellent?”

“No,” I admitted. Luke frowned and Calum grinned.

“It’s fine, I’ll show you how it’s done,” he said, smirking. “On your knees,”

“What?”

“Do it,”

I sank to the ground and he pushed me so I ended up on all fours. He kneeled down behind me, pulling off his shirt and jeans too. He then spread my legs open and pressed his palm to my clit. He started rubbing a finger lightly until he pushed one of his long fingers inside and started pumping it in and out excruciatingly slowly, until I was whining and riding his fingers.

“Ooh, eager, I see,” he said sassily.

“More,” I asked.

“You need to work your begging better, little girl,” he said.

“Please?” I tried.

“Nope,”

I groaned. “Calum, please finger me until I moan your name and cum all over your fingers screaming your name?”

“Aah, that’s better,” he said, and pushed two other fingers in, deep enough to graze my g-spot. I moaned and he added more pressure on my clit until I felt my high approach.

“Fuck,” I moaned. “Holy shit. Calum, I’m gonna come,”

“Then do it,” he said, and thrust his fingers in and out at a quick pace.

“CALUM, FUCK!” I shouted as I came all over his fingers, my legs shaking. He pulled out and brought his fingers to my mouth so I could suck on them.

“That’s how,” he said. Luke raised his eyebrows. “It’s pretty easy. And now, you fuck her,”

“What!” Luke protested. “Two orgasms? She can’t handle that,”

“You watch,” he said, lowering his boxers. I motioned Luke to come over to me. I was still on all fours and Calum behind me, so I couldn’t see him. I pulled down Luke’s pants, his erection springing free. I licked his dick from base to tip before taking him in my mouth. I felt Calum’s cock align with my wet core and he pounded into me.

It took me a few seconds to adjust to his size and he pulled out before pounding in again. I moaned as Luke thrusted inside my mouth. Calum grabbed fistfuls of my hair as he pounded into me at a harsh pace.

“Fuck,” he moaned. “Your pussy’s so fucking tight,”

He continued

thrusting inside of me until I felt my second orgasm approach.

“I’m close,” Luke said. Seconds later, he squirted into my mouth, moaning my name. He pulled out of my mouth and I half-sprawled onto the floor as Calum rubbed circles on my clit, bringing me closer to the edge. He grabbed my breast.

His thrusts started to become sloppier and he released inside of me and I yelled his name as I released all over his cock.

Finally, he pulled out and I feel to the floor.

“Wow,” I said. “That was amazing.”

“So, that’s how,” Calum said. “Hemmings, I’ll be wanting an update

on how things go. If you haven’t pleased her enough, I’ll be back for round 2,”

He winked at me as Luke yelled, “She’s still my girlfriend!”

Requested: Anon

“Savannah!” I called out to my best friend. “Where’s that bottle of wine we bought last year?”

“The one we got in Paris?” she called back.

“Yeah!”

“Oh…I think we hid it here when you moved in with Ashton?”

“Yeah but where?”

She walked over to me, telling me to come over and look for it. We went upstairs and explored a bunch of rooms, looking in hidden drawers but didn’t find anything.

“This is pointless,” I groaned, pulling out a bunch of clothes from a spare room. “We’re never going to find it,”

“Oh my god,” she said.

“What?”

“Look!”

She held up a plastic bag. I frowned and walked over to her, grabbing it from her hands. She laughed at surprised face. A bag full of vibrators and dildos and other toys.

“Holy shit,” I said. “They aren’t even used,” I looked up at Savanna, how waggled her eyebrows at me. “What?” I said.

“You wanna try it?”

“What?”

“You wanna try some of these out?”

“Us? Together?”

She grinned.

“Fuck yeah!”

She smirked again and grabbed my shirt by the hem, pulling it up. I’d never actually done anything with Savannah, but we’d both seen each other naked plenty of times, this wasn’t a first for that. I slipped out of my jeans and she unclasped my bra.

“You have too many clothes,” I said, pulling off her dress. “No bra?” I asked.

“Nope,” she said, and giggled. Seconds later, she was on top of me on the bed, pressing her lips against mine. She trailed her hand down my stomach and took off my underwear, throwing it somewhere off the room. Then she sat on top of me, trying to choose between the vibrators, and finally picked up a small one. “Let’s try this,” she said, sliding off of me to spread my legs. She placed it to my clit then turned on. It started vibrating wildly.

“Shit,” I said.

“Is that good?”

“Fuck yeah it is,” I answered as she started to circle around. I threw my head back. “Fuck, that’s good,” I said.

“Ooh, how about this?” she asked, holding another one up. I’d seen them before but hadn’t ever used any, and always wondered why they looked like microphones. She plugged it into the nearest plug. She flipped on the switch and pressed it to my clit.

“Shit,” I said. “That’s fucking—oh,” I moaned. She giggled suddenly and then the door burst open. We both looked up in surprise and wide-eyed. It was Ashton.

“What the fuck!” he said. “What are you guys doing?!”

With her innocent look, Savannah pushed a finger in my pussy, as I moaned to emphasize, and she pulled it out and stuck it deep in her mouth, sucking on it, as she turned on the vibrator again and I moaned, grabbing on my breasts. She started moving the vibrator a bit to get more moans from me, as she brought her finger near my entrance.

“Shit, that’s hot,” he said.

Savannah smirked and looked at me.

“Wanna trade places?”

I nodded and crawled off as she lied her back down on the bed, spreading her legs open. She was soaking wet. I ran my fingers up her thighs and brought my lips down to her clit, circling her bud and sucking lightly. She moaned as she gripped my hair.

“Fuck,” Ashton said. I couldn’t see him as my back was turned against him. I felt him spread my legs open. Savannah almost on the edge of the bed, so I was kneeled down, my upper half laying down and knees on the ground. Ashton ran a finger over my slit and I felt something cold slowly push inside me. Ash pressed his lips to my neck and suddenly I felt strong vibrations inside of me. I moaned on Savannah’s pussy, causing her to tug at my hair. I flicked my tongue on Savannah’s bud and she moaned loudly, tightening her thighs around my hair.

As soon as I’d inserted a finger inside of Savannah, Ash pulled out the toy, pushing it back in. He started thrusting it, adding a few fingers to my clit to rub me, making my legs shake. I tried to say his name but it ended up being “Mhmmh,”

I felt my high approach. Ash pushed in again a few times and took out the toy before even letting me come.

“Hey!” I protested. He spanked my ass.

“Deal,” he said.

“Come on,” Savanna whined, pointing at her wetness. I stuck my tongue inside her pussy, licking all her juices, as she moaned and brought a few fingers down to her clit. My own vagina felt empty and I was itching for some friction, so I brought down a finger to please myself, but Ashton slapped my hand away. He aligned the toy with my entrance again, thrusting it inside harshly to meet my g-spot. I moaned again, humming against Savannah.

Ash started pounding the vibrating toy deeper and deeper into me, rubbing figure-eights until my legs became shaky again.

Savannah grabbed my hair. “I’m gonna come,”

I replaced my fingers with my lips and pushed two fingers inside and curled them, sucking on her bud as she came all over my fingers and moaned.

I gripped the sheets. “I’m gonna come, Ash,” I said. “Fuck—“

“Come on, cum for me, doll,” he said, biting and sucking at the skin on my neck.

I cried out his name as I released all over the toy. He kept thrusting, riding out my orgasm, and my knees couldn’t support my weight and I crumpled down. He pulled out the toy.

“Fuck,” I said.

“We are definitely doing that again,” Savannah said, grabbing her clothes. “This time, I expect dicks inside of me.” She winked at Ash and left, both of us staring at her.

 Summary: overstimulation with Michael

Request:  (anon) would you be able to do an overstimulation using toys, where you come like 5 times. With Michael. :) 

A/N: I’m really really sorry this is like a month late but I had shit going on and stuff, but here you go  I groaned and threw down my bag on the floor, heading to my room. Michael was late in the studio again, it was clear he wouldn’t be home for at least another hour. He was hardly ever home. I mean, I knew he was in a world-famous band and they needed to be fully present, but I just missed him a lot. This past week especially, he’d always be getting home around midnight and leaving the next morning. We hadn’t had sex in like a week. Not to mention their tour was soon, and he’d be leaving again.I shrugged off that thought and instead went to take a shower, slipping on just a thong and shirt. Not forgetting to shave, clearly. I plopped down on the couch and went on Netflix, waiting until he got home.After what seemed like hours, I finally heard the key turn into the lock. I bounced up and walked over.“Hi baby,” he said, pulling me in for a kiss. I kissed him back, and then we went upstairs into our room.“How’s the music going?” I asked as he took off his coat. I leaned back against the door.“It’s going great. It’s just really hard to be away from you,”“Yeah, me too,” I answered. “I get it, trust me,”But apparently he hadn’t finished talking. He turned to me. “That’s why,” he said with a sly grin. “I thought we could have…a little fun, tonight, before I leave on tour. Something we’ve never…done before,” he said, poking my nose. I raised an eyebrow.“What kind of fun? What haven’t we done?”“Well…” he said, leaning towards me. He started trailing his fingers up and down my thighs. “What’s the most time you ever came at once?”“One,” I said. “Otherwise, it’s too much, I can’t handle it,”He smirked again before starting to travel his fingers up my thighs.“I’m planning on breaking that record tonight,” he said, placing his lips against mine. He bit my lower lip as his hands made way up my shirt.

Overstimulation? We’d never done that. I wasn’t gonna lie, the idea turned me on, but I wasn’t sure what I could handle.“Oh, no bra?” Michael said. “Someone’s being naughty,”I rolled my eyes. “Shut up, Clifford,” I answered.“Let’s just get something straight. You being sassy isn’t going to help the situation right now,”“What do you mean?” I asked. He probably sensed the worry in my voice and laughed.“You know how you can’t handle two orgasms? What would you do if I gave you, say…four or five?” Without any warning, he’d flung me on the bed and had climbed on top of me. I slipped his hands under my shirt.“Nope,” he said, taking them out. “I’m doing everything tonight,”He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up, raising his eyebrows at my underwear. He then placed his lips against my neck, nipping and sucking at the skin until I was moaning beneath him. I felt him smile against my skin.“Already so responsive,” he said, running his hands down all the way to my stomach and to my thong, playing with the frill.“Stop teasing,” I whined.“Oh, this is only the beginning,” he answered. With that, he left a kiss on my stomach and slid my underwear all the way down to my feet before taking it off. He spread my legs open. “Holy fuck, you’re already soaking,” he said, running a finger down my slit.“What you gonna do about it?”“Quit that tone, young lady,” he snapped at me. I bit my lip and he lied down next to me to kiss my cheek, moving on to my neck again.“You’re so tempting,” he said again.“And horny,” I answered.“Right. Almost forgot,” 

He got up and went to the wardrobe to pull out a bag, spilling its contents on my bed.“Oh god,” I managed. Toys…not the children’s kind.He smirked. “I bought these for you. Since I haven’t made you come in about eight years, I wanna make up for that lost time,”“Oh god,” I said again. “I wanna make you extra wet, first,” He sat down between my wide-open legs, placing a finger on my clit and started rubbing a bit. Instantly, I gripped his hair.“Easy, kitten,” he said. “We haven’t even started yet,”He then gently flicked my clit with his tongue, then placed his lips around it and started gently sucking.“Holy fuck,” I choked out, then he stopped and picked up a smaller vibrator.“I think we’ll start easy,” he said. He let out a giggle and turned on the vibrator to a pretty slow

setting, pressing it to my clit. Instantly I felt the pleasure course through my body.“Oh god,” I muttered, tightening my grip on his hair. Oh, jesus fuck. He turned it to a higher setting, applying more pressure, then started circling my heat with his fingers.“You’re fucking soaking, doll. Who made you this wet?”“You—you did, Michael,” I managed.“That’s right,” he said, pushing a finger inside me. I let out a moan as he inserted another one and curled it to hit the right spot.“Oh,” I moaned, already close to my high. “Shit, Michael, I’m gonna come—”He started tracing circles on my clit with the vibrator, and I felt the familiar feeling at the pit of my stomach form.“Let it out for me, baby girl,”I moaned his name as my orgasm washed over me intensely, pulling on his hair. He took out his fingers and brought them to my mouth. Instinctively, I wrapped my lips and sucked them clean. I already felt exhausted from that, and almost forgot everything he said he’d do.

“Hmm…what next?” he said, talking out loud.“Oh god, Michael you can’t be serious?!”“I’m dead serious. Do you want to choose or should I?”I looked over. Holy shit. Lots of vibrators, dildos too. He sighed and kept contemplating the different sorts of vibrators as he started rubbing me again.“Shit—” I managed, and he just smirked, picking up a vibrator. I looked over. It was a dildo. He turned back to me with a cheeky grin.“Let’s try this one,” he said. He kept rubbing me as he placed a hand on my boob, rubbing it until I was moaning again. He then placed the dildo at my entrance and pushed it in, shivers coursing through my body.He pushed it in all the way inside, grazing my g-spot. Instantly, I tensed.“Fuck,” I moaned. “Holy shit, Michael—”He just grinned as he took it back out and pushed it back in, repeating the cycle faster and faster until my legs were shaking. I attempted to close my legs but he held them far apart. I bit my lip, throwing my head back as my second orgasm started to approach.“Does that feel good, princess?”“Yes,” I whimpered as he pressed it in once more to hit my g-spot. It became too much—I brought my hands down to try and push him away.“Nope,” he said, swatting my hand away. “Only me,”“I—I—”“Come on,” he said with a sly smile, rubbing furious circles on my clit.Feeling the immense pleasure overcome me, I still felt it was too much and attempted taking his hands off me.“You’ve just made everything worse for yourself,” he said, then pushed the dildo so far back that it full-on hit my g-spot.“FUCK!” I screamed as I came. I arched my back, throwing my head back as I released all over the toy. He pulled it out, setting it aside.“This is really fun,” he said.“I can’t do this,” I said. My vagina already felt sore.“I know,” he said. “Which is why I have these,”

He walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.“Wait, what?”He grinned.“Michael, no!”“Seems you have no choice but this,” he said, attaching one of my hands to it, strapping it behind the bedpost and attaching my other hand. I felt very weak and vulnerable, sprawled in front of him with my hands tied.He went tut-tut as he decided on another vibrator.He finally took out one about as big as the dildo he’d just used, and walked over to me with it.“Spread your legs open,” he said, so I did. He ran a finger down my clit and I kind of jumped up at the contact.“Sensitive,” he said. He grinned and pushed the vibrator inside of me. Then he lied down next to me. I bit my lip and he held the vibrator in place with his hand, and grabbed a remote control. Oh.He flicked on a low setting and it instantly started vibrating inside me. He place his thumb on my sensitive bud.“Fuck,” I moaned, squirming, but he held me firmly in place. I felt my head go light and then he pulled out the vibrator, then pushed it back in. He started thrusting the vibrating toy in and out of me, rubbing me furiously, as I just moaned and wriggled in his grip.“You just can’t keep still, can you?” he asked.With his skilled multitasking, I felt my third orgasm come. I’d never come this many times.“Jesus, Michael—““Come on, let it out for me,”I practically screamed his name as I released again, but he didn’t stop the thrusting motion, and I moaned loudly again, my head rolling onto his shoulder.

He quickened

Requested: Nope

Summary: You’ve been a bad girl, daddy needs to punish you.

A/N: So I’m really sorry i havent been posting and this one isnt even requested, it was just in my drafts and i had to post it. Those who requested, I swear, I am working on it, they’ll be up as soon as I can :)

I know I shouldn’t be bothering daddy, since he was working, but I wanted attention! So, for the tenth time, I skipped over to his room and knocked on his room. “Come in,” he said, and I walked in.

“I can’t reach the shampoo,” I said.

“Are you going to shower?”

“Yes,”

“If I get you the shampoo, will you stop bothering me?” I nodded, so he sighed and got up to help me get it. “You had one just here!” he said angrily. There was one on the bathroom sink.

“I didn’t see it!”

“Lying isn’t good. I’m gonna let it go for this time, but if you come bother me one more time, you’ll get spankies, got it?”

I nodded my head as he walked down. In truth, I wasn’t gonna shower. I wanted to see how far I could go until breaking him. So I went in my room and put on his favorite outfit of mine: white stockings, heels, a lacy thong and matching see-through bra. I wanted daddy to see I was all clean and shaven for him. I put ribbons in my braids, just how he liked it, and skipped downstairs, my heart fluttering in my chest. I pounded in without knocking. He looked angry as he turned around.

“What?”

“I wanted a hug,” I squeaked.

“That’s enough. What did I say if you bothered me again?”

“You said lollies?” I asked hopefully. He shook his head.

“Get over here,” he said, patting his lap. I placed my upper body on his lap and he pulled up my short skirt. “Shit,” he groaned. “You’re wearing my favorite outfit,”

“That’s right, daddy,” I said proudly. He shook his head.

“This isn’t gonna help your case,”

He rubbed my ass and then brought down his hand on it harshly. I winced. Then he rubbed it. He did the same on my other butt cheek, and repeated the cycle until both were bright red.

“I think that’s enough for today,” he said. I smirked and wrapped my legs around his own so I was straddling him on his chair. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started to grind on him.

He gripped my ass. “You think you’re going to get away with that? You just brought yourself into a lot of trouble, little girl,”

“But daddy!” I said. “You already punished me!”

He shook his head and pushed me off, then carried me into my room. He went into the wardrobe, pulling out the box of our playthings.

“I’m gonna make you cum so many times you’ll go numb, baby girl,”

I gulped as he got out a pair of handcuffs, tying me to the bed.

“Such a pretty girl,” he cooed, tracing my stomach with his beautiful, long fingers. He dipped them into my underwear. “Are you gonna be a good girl for daddy?”

“Yes sir,” I said.

“That’s my good girl,”

He smirked and pulled down my thong all the way to my feet. He spread my legs open and glided his finger up my thighs.

“Already so wet, princess. Did I make you this wet?”

“Yes you did, daddy,” I said. He smirked and very lightly tapped by clit. I bucked my hips to get more friction.

“Someone’s being extra naughty today,” he said. “Don’t you dare do that again, or your fate will just be worse,”

“Oops,” I said, giggling. He just sighed and got out a vibrating dildo and some ropes. “What are you doing, daddy?”

“Something we’ve never tried,” he said. “I’m gonna tie this to you, don’t you dare say a word,”

He pressed the dildo inside of me, and it was pretty big so a lot of it was still sticking out of me. He tied both my feet to whatever was sticking out, and then strapped the ropes all around my legs. My feet were by RoyalAds"> securely

strapped to the dildo inside of me, and whatever he did, I couldn’t do anything about.

I couldn’t free myself from this position either.

He smiled and sat down in front of me, my pussy in contact with the air.

“This is remote-controlled,” he said, holding up a remote control. He then pressed a button and the cock started vibrating lightly.

I let out a soft moan and squirmed, but both my hands and feet were tied. He smirked, lowering a finger down to my clit, rubbing it very lightly.

“Harder,” I begged.

“That’s no way to talk to daddy now, is it?” he said. “Naughty girl,” He pressed another button and the vibrating became way more intense, he also applied pressure to my clit, rubbing fast figure eights.

“Oh,” I moaned. “Daddy, fuck!”

There was nothing much I could do as my orgasm approached. He grabbed my feet and pushed them closer against my body so that the dildo would go in deeper. I felt a shudder overcome me as it grazed my g-spot.

I felt my legs become shaky.

“Daddy, I’m gonna come!”

“That’s right, you let it out for me,”

He groped one of my breasts in his free and and started rubbing it as I grinded against his fingers to come.

I uttered a string of profanities as I came.

My orgasm had hardly finished, but the dildo kept vibrating.

“Daddy, I can’t!” I whined.

“That’s what you get for being a bad girl,” he retorted.

“Daddy, please!”

He sighed and turned off the dildo, untying my feet and taking it out of me.

“I’ll just use my mouth then,” he said, bringing his head between my thighs. He placed his lips around my clit and sucked harshly. I tugged at the handcuffs but couldn’t do anything.

Soon enough, he was circling my heat, and inserted a finger, eating me out at the same time. He pushed another finger in, and was rapidly pumping them in and out, curling them to hit the right spot.

It felt so good--too good. Then he brought his tongue down to my pussy and inside it, placing two fingers on my clit to rub fast circles.

“Daddy, fuck!” I whimpered, trying to close my legs, but he held them down firmly. I squirmed beneath him, feeling another orgasm approach.

“Can you come for me, baby?” he asked, licking my clit again as he thrust three fingers in me.

“FUCK!” I screamed. “Daddy, fuck!”

I released all over his fingers, which he brought to my mouth.

“Suck,” He commanded. I wrapped my mouth around his fingers and sucked them until they were clean.

I panted, trying to catch my breath.

“Now, let’s get one more orgasm out of you,” he said, unbuckling his belt. Yay! Daddy’s cock was what I like the best!

He stroked his hard dick a few times before aligning himself with my soaking core.

Without any warning, he pounded inside me. I let out a cry as he pulled out and buried himself even deeper.

I felt my mind go blank as he started hitting my g-spot repeatedly.

“You’re so tight, kitten, you’re so fucking good,” he said.

“Daddy,” I moaned. “Fuck. Fuck me harder, daddy,”

So he quicked his pace, thrusting harder and deeper as I moaned his name. He turned on a vibrator over my clit and my third orgasm hit.

It was by far the best, and I was moaning and whining beneath him as my entire body trembled and I threw my head back.

He squirted inside of me, and finally, he pulled out, untying me.

“You’ve been a good girl,” daddy said, turning to me. “I think it’s time you get rewarded. Let’s go have a bath,”

Summary: It’s Ashton’s birthday, you and your best friend decide to give him a surprise birthday present :)

Requested: Anon

“Come on, Lily, where’s the store?” my best friend Brianna asked me. “We’ve been walking around for about fifteen minutes.”

“Don’t worry, Bree, I know where it is! Ash loves it. He buys most of my lingerie from there, and he loves the ones I buy.”

It was July 7th, my boyfriend Ashton Irwin’s birthday, and I’d decided to throw him a huge party, since he loves parties. But Brianna and I had a little surprise for Ashton after. He’d been begging me quite awhile for a threesome--and I knew no one better to do it with than my best friend since forever, Brianna. It was a couple hours before the party, and we’d gone to buy some nightclothes, if you know what I mean.

“Here it is!” I said, finding the store.

“Finally,” she said, and pushed the door open. “Wow,” she said. Let’s get this straight, Brianna was pretty familiar with all this stuff. She was already pretty hot, blonde, tall, guys were all over her. But I knew she’d be pleasantly surprised by this.

The store contained lingerie, but there was a room in the back with sextoys, and Ashton always loved it there. He’d always spoil me and buy everything. But tonight was about him.

“Come on, let’s try on a bunch of stuff!” Bree said, pulling my hand, leading me to the underclothes. We found stockings, different types of bras and thongs, and took about half of them to bring to the changing room.

“You two make a very cute couple,” the woman said, smiling.

“Oh we’re not--”

“Thanks,” Bree said, flashing a smile, then she squeezed my butt. I rolled my eyes. After trying on a lot of stuff, we finally chose what we wanted. Bree bought a matching black ensemble: high stocking with a black lacy thong and garter, and a transparent black bra, basically this:

and I basically bought the same thing but in white, with more lace and pink. We decided one would go for the more innocent look-that would be me, and the other would be the opposite. I knew Ashton liked both.

So we went to the checkout and bought everything (the guy seemed desperate to be with us) and we went home.

“Hi baby!” I said as I walked in, placing a kiss on his lips. “Happy birthday again!”

Thank you

, sweetheart,” he said. “Hey, Bree. What’s all this?”

“Oh, we went shopping,” she said.

“Well, can I see?”

“Nope,” I said, giggling. “It’s for later.”

He looked at me with a puzzled expression.

“Allright, princess. Go put it away.”

So we went upstairs, smiling slyly.

***

The party had started a few hours ago, and was a hit. Ashton was loving it. I was wearing a simple black dress and heels, running around making sure everything was perfect, and Bree was just having fun. I told her to not hook up with any guys--we had to save it for tonight.

“Hey, Lily!” Ashton called out, gesturing next to him. I walked over to him. “This is a great party, love. Thank you so much,” he started running his hand up and down my leg, fumbling with my bra as well.

“Not now,” I said, giggling. “Wait for tonight,”

“Why tonight?”

“You’ll see,” I said, and kissed his cheek, leaving him confused.

***

“Bye!” I said. “Thanks for coming! See you soon! Thank you for the wine! Bye!” I said, and closed the door behind the last person. I’d closed the door for a second when Ashton pushed me against the wall.

“Wait,” I said.

“Why? You promised,”

“I know!” I said, rubbing his shoulders. “I didn’t forget. But I have a little surprise. Why don’t you go wait on the couch? I’ll go get changed.”

“Okay, be quick,” he said, placing a kiss on my lips. I ran upstairs where Bree was in my bedroom, cutting off the tags.

“Come on! He doesn’t know anything, let’s get changed.”

“Ok boss,” she said to me, slipping off all her clothes and putting on the stockings, thong and bra. She tighed the stockings to her underwear with the strap and put on high black heels, putting a finishing top on her makeup. I slipped on my white stocking, white lacy bra and frilly thong. I put on the white heels I had (we looked the same, but opposites) and I tied the ribbons in my hair.

We each put a dress: hers was black and mine was white--just for the beginning. We looked pretty normal for now--he might not even notice we’d changed.

“Ready?” I said. She smiled.

“Showtime,” she answered.

We headed down the stairs and she hit play on the music we’d chosen. We’d even practiced our walk, so we walked in the room and stood in front of him, putting our hand on our hips.

“Bree?” he said. “What are you--”

“Don’t say anything, birthday boy,” she answered. “Go along with it.”

“What are you guys doing?”

“Shh,” I answered, pushing him back. So he did, and shut up. Then, I leaned towards him and straddled his lap, kissing him. He slid his hands up my thighs and groped my ass. I leaned in over one of his shoulders so he would see Brianna fully, and I started slowly moving my hips against his crotch. Brianna was probably taking off her dress.

“Oh fuck,” he said. I felt the bulge in his pants grow bigger and I started to bounce on top of him. I didn’t stop, even when he begged me to do something. I saw Brianna walk over to us and she pulled down his pants all the way, taking them off, as I slipped off his shirt. She pulled down his boxers and his erection stood up.

“Holy shit,” Brianna said, sliding a finger up his cock.

“Wait,” I said. “I think we should tease him a bit.”

“You’re right,” she said. We stood up and I took off my dress. Brianna and I turned to face on each other, then she crashed her lips on mine.

I knew the effect this was having on him, and smirked because of it. Bree’s hands roamed my body and landed on my ass. I slid my hands around her neck and I let out a moan.

“Oh god,” he groaned. I heard him stand up and come to us. He faced me. “You’re such a cocktease, babygirl,” he said, and slipped his hand inside my thong, when Brianna spun him around and pushed him back on the couch. She knelt down between his legs and stroked his length, then grabbed it with both hands and put it inside her mouth.

“Fuck,” he said. “Your pretty mouth looks so  good wrapped around my cock.” He grabbed her head and started bobbing it until she was practically going to gag.

“Come here, kitten,” he said to me. I sat down next to him.

“Tonight’s all about you, daddy,” I said. “What do you want me to do?” He slid down my thong and clipped off my bra.

He handed me a pillow and I put it between my legs, starting to ride it. The friction caused sparks in my body, and I let out a moan.

“Daddy,” I moaned. “Touch me, please,”

“Your wish is my command, princess,” he said. “Spread your legs.”

So I opened them and he dragged his finger around my clit, then applied pressure.

My arch backed off the couch as I let out a breathy moan.

“Ashton, fuck!” I said.

“That’s right, you say my name,”

He slid a finger near my soaking entrance and gently inserted a finger. I brought down a finger to relieve my own clit. He slipped another digit inside and started pumping them in and out, then he started to scissor around.

“Shit,” I moaned, grasping his bicep.

“That’s enough, Bree-” he said, pulling her out. She licked her lips. “What do you want me to do?”

“Take Lily’s place. And Lily, you come ride me,”

“Yes, daddy,” I said, and happily took my place

right above his cock, lowering myself down.

“Ooh,” I moaned. I started to bounce on his cock.

“Fuck, baby girl. Keep doing that.”

He slipped his fingers inside Brianna’s vagina and she moaned his name.

I felt my orgasm approach.

“I’m gonna cum, daddy,”

“Let it out for me, baby.” He slipped a finger on my clit and started rubbing figure eights. My high hit me so hard I didn’t see it coming. I clenched.

“Lily, fuck,” he moaned, and released inside me. I stood up and he shook his head. “Get back here, cum-bucket.”

I got back next to him and he got off the couch, placing his lips around my pussy while fingering Brianna. We were both moaning uncontrollably and as my second orgasm hit me, I practically screamed.

“ASHTON, FUCK!” and came all over his fingers.

“Suck, baby,” he said, putting his fingers to my mouth. I placed my lips around it and licked his fingers clean. “Good girl,” he said to me, then turned his attention to Brianna, adding another finger, making her moan again and arch her back. “Let it out,” he said to her.

“Ashton, fuck,” she said as she came.

We both turned to him, wide-eyed.

“That was amazing,” he said.

“Yeah, okay babe, bye,” I said, and hung up.

“Who was that?” my best friend Jo asked.

“It was just Calum. He’ll be here pretty soon.” I sighed and put my feet up on the couch.

“By the way,” she said. “How’s it in bed?”

I laughed. “What? Like, sex-wise?”

“Well, yeah!”

I hesitated. “It’s okay.”

“Only okay? Why is he not good?”

“No, no he is, it’s just...a little too...nice. He’s not very kinky. It was pretty cute and sweet in the beginning, but he isn’t, you know, rough or anything. I just wish it would be.”

“Why don’t you tell him?”

“How do you tell someone they aren’t rough enough in bed?!” I asked, laughing. She just shrugged. At that moment, Calum walked in.

“Hey, babe!” he said, heading over to me, placing a kiss on my mouth. “Hey Jo.”

“Hey Cal, I’m headed off guys, bye!” she smiled at Calum and left.

“Shit, I forgot something,” he said, and rushed to the door. I got up and went to the kitchen to start making dinner. About a minutes later, I was suddenly harshly pushed against the wall. Calum’s face was inches from mine.

“I’m too nice in bed?” he asked.

“Um,” I stammered.

“Why didn’t you just say so? I thought you liked it sweet but trust me, I can be way rougher. You want me to show you, baby girl?” he asked me, tracing his hands all the way down my back and squeezing my ass, making me jump.

“Yes,”

“Yes who?”

I stared at him blankly.

“Daddy.” he said. “Say it, baby.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl. Now I don’t want you to do anything. Let me do everything. Got it.”

I nodded, and he raised demanding eyebrows.

“Yes daddy.”

He nodded, satisfied, then crashed his lips on mine, entering his tongue, his hands fumbling with my jean’s zipper. He pulled them down and I stepped out of them. In ten seconds, we were both naked except our underwears.

Calum placed his soft lips just above my clavicle and sucked at the skin; my sweet spot. I let out a moan. He then knelt down and slid down my panties, throwing them somewhere in the room. He spread open my legs.

“You’re so ready for me, baby girl. Tell me, who made you this wet?”

“You did, daddy,” I said. He placed a kiss on my breath and I inhaled quickly. He wrapped his plump lips around my clit and sucked harshly.

“Oh, Calum,” I moaned. “Fuck.”

“You like that, baby girl? Huh? And how do you like this?” he asked, slipping a digit inside my wet core.

“Daddy,” I moaned, louder this time. I felt him smirk against me.

“And tell me how you like this,” he said, and slipped another finger in, curling it to graze my G-Spot.

My legs started shaking as he scissored inside of me. I bit my lip.

“You know how horny it gets me when you do that,” he growled at me. “Don’t bite your lip or you’ll regret it.”

“Yes daddy,” I said, biting my lip. Oh fuck. He took his fingers out and sucked them clean.

“You wanna play like that, huh? Daddy can play too. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be begging me to stop.”

“I doubt that,” I muttered.

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” I said, going red.

“I think you’re going to have to pay for that. Go lie on the bed upstairs. Now.” So i rushed upstairs and lied down, back on the bed. He entered the room and slid out of him boxers. I bit my lip again, looking at him.

“Spread your legs for me, doll,” He said. So I did. He spread open my folds and dragged a finger around my clit. Then he placed his thumb oh-so-lightly on my clit and rubbed it a bit. I bucked my hips forward.

“Naughty girl,” he said. “You’re so desperate for my touch, aren’t you? You’re so needy. Come ride my leg, baby girl. Do as I say.”

He lied down and i started riding his leg, sending jolts through my body.

“Please do something!” I begged. But it just seemed to amuse him to torture me. “Daddy, I’m begging you.”

“If you insist.” he said, and flipped me on my back, he aligned his cock with my throbbing core. “I dare you to make a single noise,” and he pounded into me.

I nearly screamed out, but bit my lip and scrunched my eyes instead. He thrust into me faster and faster, expanding my walls and touching my g-spot. He brought his thumb down to my clit and started rubbing it in figure eights, leaving hickeys on my neck. He was driving me to my high.

“Calum, I’m gonna c--”

“Scream my name, baby girl,”

He thrust once more and pounded right into my g-spot.

“CALUM, FUCK!” i moaned, my back arching off the bed. He pulled out and smirked.

“That was amaz--”

“We aren’t done, doll,” he said cockily. “I haven’t cum yet.”

I looked at him, alarmed, as he lied down on the bed.

“Suck.” he said. I climbed near him and placed my lips around his tip, sucking. “Deepthroat me, baby girl.” He fisted my hair and pushed my head down. I nearly gagged, but he moaned. I swirled my tongue around, and massaged whatever i couldn’t fit in my mouth with my hands.

“Fuck, Y/N, just like that. Oh fuck. Wait--stop.”

I pulled my mouth out, licking my lips.

“Come ride me.”

“Calum, I don’t think I can take it--”

“Ride me fucking now, baby girl.”

So I climbed on top of it, adjusting my core with his boner. He grabbed my hips and lowered me down on him.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned. “Come on, move.”

I started bouncing up and down, sending sparks into my body. He placed a finger on my clit, rubbing circles.

“Fuck, Y/N. You make daddy feel so good with that tight little pussy of yours.”

“Daddy,” i moaned. “I’m so close.”

“Let it out, you’ve been such a good girl.”

I moaned as my orgasm hit me. “Daddy, fuck!” I said, having a second orgasm.

“Keep going, baby girl I’m so close--fuck, you look so good, riding my cock like a little slut. Make me come, doll.”

I lowered myself on him one last time and he moaned as he came inside of me.

He got up and turned to me.

“How was that?” he asked me. I smirked.

“That was fucking amazing. We have to do that again...Daddy,”

I sighed, tapping my fingernails on the desk, eyes fixed at the clock. It was almost time. Thank god—I didn’t understand a thing about math.

The only reason I’d come was because my teacher—Mr. Irwin—was incredibly sexy. He had bulging biceps and a strong jawline, and incredibly long fingers—the thought of what they could do made me wet. Since the beginning of the semester I’d been trying to attract him—I really wanted to fuck him.

I waited impatiently, sighing, when my name was called.

“Mrs. Green, I’ll need to see you after class,” Mr. Irwin said to me. Why would he wants to see me? I lowered my shirt.

The bell suddenly rang and all the students left. I slowly made my way up to his desk and leaned forward, exposing my entire cleavage. I batted my eyelashes innocently and smiled sweetly.

“You needed to talk to me?” He stacked paperwork on the table and turned to me.

“Yeah, about how you’ve been so damn flirty with me all the time. Trying to turn me on while I’m teaching, Mrs. Green. You know that’s forbidden. You’ve been very naughty, Mrs. Green.” I obviously saw where this was going and wasn’t gonna do anything to stop it. “And do you know what naughty girls get?”

I bit my lip. “Extra homework?” I said, still trying to sound innocent.

“Spankings,” he growled. He walked behind me, eyeing me, and me not daring to move. I felt the arousal between my legs. “Now take off your clothes and lie your chest on the desk.” I did like he said and stuck my butt out to him. The air’s contact with my wetness just made me even wetter. “And no noise, at all, or you’ll just make it worse.”

His hand came down on my ass, making me jump a bit. A second time, he spanked me. After about seven times, I felt tears in my eyes but bit my lip to keep quiet. He rubbed my ass and turned me around.

“You’ve been a good girl, keeping silent. Do you think you deserve

a reward?”

I nodded enthusiastically. He picked me up and sat me on the desk, spreading my thighs wide open and then started to lick my clit. He suddenly dipped a long finger in me and put a second one in, pushing in and out, circling my throbbing core before pushing in again. Damn, he was good. Those fingers were so worth waiting for all year.

He stroked my g-spot and I moaned loudly, arching my back. He stopped in his tracks.

“What did I say about no noise? Huh, kitten?” he asked, rubbing my ass.

“You said don’t make any,” I said, gulping.

He slapped my ass. “So don’t make any now,” he said, and slammed into me. I could’ve screamed out but had to keep silent. He kept thrusting into me, harder until I heard the sound of our skin slapping each other. He rubbed circles on my clit and I grabbed my nipples in my hands.

“You’re such a little slut, aren’t you? You’re my slut. And don’t you dare come without asking.”

But with his fingers working wonders and his huge cock I couldn’t hold it in much longer.

“I—I’m close—”

“Don’t you dare,” he said, hitting my ass. I squealed. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. My legs were shaking and I dug my nails into his back as he pounded mercilessly. “Come, now, and let me hear your pretty noises.”

I slipped out of my clothes and closed the door, turning on the warm water to wash myself. Then I realised that my boyfriend Ashton wasn’t home yet. He said I wasn’t allowed to touch myself on my own, when he wasn’t there, but he’d never know right? I smirked to myself as I turned on the harder jet, placing it to my clit to get that familiar feeling surging through my body. I slid a finger inside and moaned, and at that moment the door burst open.

“Ashton! Shit!” I said, turning to jet to normal and pretending I hadn’t been doing anything. He looked pretty mad.

“Y/N, what did I say about this?”

“I, um,”

“I said you can’t touch yourself without me. I thought we’d been clear?” he said sternly. I bit my lip and looked down. He then started unbuckling his belt and sliding down his pants.

“Ash—what are you doing?” I asked. He didn’t answer as he slipped off the rest of his clothes and stepped into the shower, his hair becoming wet and matted. He turned me so I was facing the way opposite of him, and sat us both down, me between his legs. I felt his erection press against my ass and resisted from touching him.

“Don’t make a noise,” he said. He spread my legs open and turned on the shower jet again, almost to the maximum.

“Ashton, what—”

“I said no noise.” He opened my folds with his fingers and placed the shower jet between my legs.

“Oh,” I moaned, biting my lip. “Ash—oh my go—”

“What do you not get in ‘no noise’?” he said harshly. “That’s it,” he turned the shower jet to normal mode and got up, pulling me up and turning me to face him. He pinned me against the wall, his cock tight against my own crotch. He pressed his palm against my tingling clit and rubbed it a little.

“You like that, huh?” he asked. I bit my lip. He added more pressure and started rubbing figure eights. I felt my heat dying for contact. He suddenly knelt down and spread my legs open, then harshly sucked my sensitive bud.

“Ashton!” I sighed, holding on to the bath’s edge. He circled a finger around my heat.

“My girl’s so ready for me,” he cooed, and stuck a finger in, stroking my g-spot, earning another moan of my part. He added another finger and started pumping them in and out, stroking my g-spot, sucking me off at the same time. My legs felt shaky as he started to scissor around.

“Oh god, Ashton, I’m gonna—”

“No you aren’t,” he said, pulling me out and turning me to face the wall. He leaned in to whisper in my ear.

“You shouldn’t have made any noise. Now count.”

He rubbed my ass, and smacked it once.

“Count,” he hissed.

“One,” I said. He hit again, harder.

“Two,” He rubbed my ass and smacked once more. I winced.

“Three,” He smacked my other cheek twice more.

“I think that’s enough for you today,” he said. “Now turn around and let me fuck you.”

I turned to face him and he opened my legs, aligning his tip with my dripping core. He pounded inside and my back hit the wall. I arched my head back as he pulled out and pounded into me again. Then he grabbed my ass cheeks and held me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist, so he was holding me. He thrust even harder into me. I let out a moan.

“Let me hear your pretty noises, kitten,” he said.

“Yes, daddy,” I managed to answer. He placed his thumb on my clit and started rubbing fast circles on my clit, driving me towards my orgasm. His thrusts became sloppy, he was close too.

I felt my legs become shaky and weak and I dug my nails into his back as I felt the knot in the pit of my stomach form.

“Say it, kitten,” he said.

“FUCK!” I said as the orgasm washed over me. “DADDY!” He let me ride out the orgasm until he pulled out and rubbed my sore ass.

I was skipping class. Since it sucked. Well, I didn’t leave the school or anything, I just needed some alone time. So I went to the bathroom, sitting on the sinks, just smoking casually. School sucked. English was pointless. Why should I even go?

About thirty minutes of sitting there, I decided to get up and go someplace else, but someone walked in the bathroom. I looked up, not expecting what I saw. It was Michael Clifford, the school’s most badass kid. He had bright red hair, a leather jacket, and black skinny jeans. Not to mention the piercings and tattoos.

“Oh, hey there,” he said. “Are you smoking? At school?!” he pulled a shocked face and I laughed.

“Get over here, Clifford,” I said, patting down the spot next to me. He hopped on next to me and pulled out a cigarette of his own. He lit it and took a puff.

“Michael—is that weed?” I asked. He raised an eyebrow.

“Why?”

I shook my head. “Nothing,”

“Look what I got too,” he said, and pulled out two pills, handing me one.

“Ecstasy? Where did you even get this?”

“I know some people,” he said, winking at me. “Are you even going to take it?”

“Of course I am,” I said, and popped it in my mouth. I immediately felt lighter, and suddenly didn’t even give a fuck about any school. Which I planned on skipping all day. Michael turned to me.

“So, why do you not have a boyfriend?” he asked.

“Well, that was random,” I said.

“Seriously, why not?”

I shrugged. “I just, there’s nobody that interests me much,”

He hopped off the sink and turned slowly to stand in front of me, between my legs.

“Well, there’s gotta be at least like, one boy. Let’s face it, you are the hottest girl in school,” he said cockily, rubbing my thighs with both his hands. He brought his face close to mine.

“There is one guy,” I admitted, and at that moment he placed both his hands on my ass and squeezed it. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he put his lips to mine. His hands started roaming my back and then he ripped off my shirt, throwing it somewhere in the room. He brought his lips to my neck and sucked harshly on my sweet spot. I moaned.

“You like that, don’t you,” he said, unclasping my bra and sliding it off my shoulders. He then pulled down my pants and underwear. Wasting no time, he spread my legs open and kneeled down to my pussy, sliding his down up and down my slit. “You taste delicious, baby,” he said, and I felt his lips around my clit, lightly sucking on it, sending shivers all the way to my feet.

I moaned. “Just like that, Clifford,” I said, tugging at his hair. He put a finger inside me and I moaned and arched my back as he hit my g-spot.

“Oh my god, Michael, oh,” I started breathing faster and faster but he pulled out. “Fucker!” I exclaimed. He sucked his fingers.

“I wanna be in you when I make you come,” he said, pulling down his jeans and briefs, showing me his boner. I placed a hand around it, stroking him a few times.

“No, no, let me do it baby girl,” he said, and aligned his cock with my core, then slowly inched himself into me. Once he’d gone in all the way, he pulled out and thrusted again. He did it again, this time stroking my clit at the same time.

“Oh,” was all I managed as he pounded into me harder and harder. I felt my legs become weak.

“Michael, I’m gonna, I’m gonna come—”

“Let it go, baby girl,” he whispered in my ear, rubbing figure eights on my clit.

“MICHAEL!” I shouted as I released. I rode out my orgasm until he pulled out.

We got dressed and he turned to me, handing me a piece of paper.

“Call me. We should do this again sometime,”