Tom

*Teacher left unnamed*

The very first year you spent with him was a mess. You two didn’t get along and his classes were hard. He was strict. But it seemed like he was only hard on you. But he had a reason. As time went by you stopped talking to him more and took less of his classes. That was until you were stuck with 3 of them one year. You tried to get transferred out but all of the other electives were full so you were left there.

For your first class with him, you made your way to his classroom. Finding a seat in the back avoiding any interactions with him in the beginning. He stood at the front, watching the other students file in. He was tall and very intimidating. He called role and when he reached your name he looked up at you and smirked. You could tell this was already going to be a long year.

At the halfway mark you could barely take it anymore. Even the thought of going to his class made your eyes burn with tears. He went out of his way to embarrass you. He made rude remarks when you answered a question wrong. At first it was just annoying but now he was getting to you. He was so nice to everyone else but so mean to you. After getting in an argument with another student, he made you stay after class. Only you of course. Not the other student that started the argument. When the bell went off to signal the other students they could leave, you made your way up to his desk. “Y/N. I thought you were better than this.” He sighs. “It wasn’t my fault. I didn’t even do anything.” You sigh. “But you kept pushing.” He growls. “You know. I never thought a teacher could make me feel so terrible. But I was wrong. Because you make me want to not wake up in the mornings. Why do you hate me so much? What did I do to you?” You could feel the tears stinging at your eyes. “Y/N. I’m not going to pity you. Your tears are not going to help you.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “You’re a dick.” You sneer and turn around. You make your way to the table you were at previously. Gathering your stuff and turning around to exit. You grab the door handle and open it, only for it to slam closed again. He was dangerously close to you. His hand blocking you from going anywhere and he stared down at you. His eyes darkened. “You know I’m joking right? All of those gouges are just to get under your skin. I thought you’d be one to take a joke.” He explaines. “When you try to make a decent conversation with someone and all they do or say has an insult at the end of it, does that sound like someone you want to be around to you?” You cross your arms. He leans in closer to you and you let your arms fall. Letting out a deep breath. He pushes his face closer to your neck. You could feel his breath there. “I’m just fucking with you.” He whispers. His hand moving up go push your hair away from your face and you freeze. Suddenly noticing how close he was to you. You swallow hard and he presses his lips against your neck. You push him back in realization. “You’re a pig.” You sneer and turn around. Exiting the door. You could hear his deep laughs as you walk away. Frustrated.

The next day you decided to play his game. Gouging at him every chance you got. He was frustrated by the end of your last class and the last one you made, he asked you to stay after class. When the bell went off, everyone filed out. “It’s not as funny as you think it is, right?” You cross your arms with a smirk. He stands up. His eyes dark. He grabs your wrists harshly and slams you against the wall behind you. Holding your wrists beside your head. “I know you think you’ve got under my skin but I can assure you that’s not what it is.” He whispers. His phone goes off and he growls. Pulling away from you. He grabs his phone from his desk and answers it. Hanging it up right after and returning in front of you again. “Your phone is almost as big as your head.” You chuckle. He pushes his face into your neck again. “Yeah. Maybe my Dick head.” He smirks and your eyes widen. He presses his hips against yours and that’s when you notice it. He’s hard. “You weren’t getting under my skin. You see what I mean now?” He bites his lip. You can only nod. “You’re dismissed.” He pulls back. Making his way to his desk and sitting down. You follow him over. “Sure you don’t want me to help you?” You smirk. “I can handle it myself thanks.” He growls. You roll your eyes and slide to your knees in front of him. A bold move on it’s own. He sucks in a harsh breath as you unbutton his pants. “This isn’t a good idea Y/N.” He grasps the arm of his chair. “Yeah?” You grasp the base of his cock and his thighs clench. He opens his mouth to say something but closes it after immediately. You begin to pump him. He was huge. He wasn’t lying. He twitches in your hand. You pump him harder. Tightening and untightening your grasp. You lean down and take him into your mouth. He clenches the arm of the chair harshly, growling. You begin to Bob your head up and down on him. He let’s his head fall back and he stares at the ceiling.

The next class he hadn’t said anything to you. Hadn’t even looked in your direction. He did ask you to stay after at one point. As the last student filed out, you smirk at him. “I’m guessing you want me to suck you off again?” You giggle. “No. I Want you to come sit on my dick.” He crosses an arm. You gasp at his boldness. “I’m serious.” His eyes narrow. You stand up and make your way over to him. He unbuttons your jeans and you step out of them. Your panties coming next. He lifts you up to where you’re straddling him. He unbuttons his jeans and and frees his cock from it’s confinement. “Ride me.” He mumbles. You line yourself up with him and sink down. Your thighs unclenching. You whimper when he bottoms out. Never had you taken someone so big before. You lift yourself up and sink down onto him again. Whimpering. “You feel me? Hm Princess?” He thrusts up into you harshly. “Because I can feel you. I can feel you clenching.” He whispers. You let your head fall onto his shoulder. He lifts you up and stands up, placing you on his desk and you lean backward. He begins to thrust into you harshly. You close your eyes. “Mr. T/N.” You whimper. “You didn’t think you’d be here now did you? Getting fucked on my desk?” You just shake your head. No words. You let your head fall back. Staring at the ceiling like he had done before. “I’m going to come.” You whimper. He grasps your thighs and thrusts himself deep inside of you. You grasp his bicep and let yourself go, crying out for him. He thrusts again, this time you feel him twitch and he groans. Letting go.

“Stop being a Dick to me in your classes.”

“You’re late Gabby” my boss said as I walked in tying my apron around my waist, punching in on the computer. 

“Sorry” I said looking at him apologetically and gave a  little smile.

He gave me a stern look, and then just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“forgive me?” I  batted her eyelashes, clasping my hands together as if I was begging. 

“Get to work” Frank sighed. 

I smiled and leaned over his desk and grabbed a pen from the cup on the opposite side of his desk. I heard him make a noise.

“Personal space Gabrielle…” he said.

I just giggled as he seemed to lean back further in his chair , as if being too close to me might trigger in inappropriate response in his pants. I lingered too long over him, pretending the pens I was picking were good enough and putting them back in the cup. 

“I just need a pen…” I said leaning further over him.

He just cleared his throat and waited for me to finish my game. 

“You’re lucky it’s not busy out there…” he said as I took my time. 

I giggled looking over my shoulder and I grabbed a plain black bic pen. “Found one” I said smiling. 

He looked down at my ass that was pretty much in front of him, almost bent over his lap.

“you really have to start being on time Gabby” he said. 

I gave a little frown. “I know….” I said not moving from across him, my hands on his desk. “You can punish me if you want” I raised my eyebrow and watched him gulp. 

“If you need to cut my hours…” I said, with a grin as I stood up , knowing he was thinking I probably meant laying his hand across my ass and spanking me.

He shook his head. “You’re my best server….i’m not cutting your hours…just fucking be here on time…” he said. 

I smiled lifted the pen to my mouth and put the tip of it against my lip.

“Or what?” I raised my eyebrow.

He looked at me with a growl. “Get…to…work” he said. 

“you said it’s not even busy….” I said sitting on the edge of his desk, the door to his small office wide open. “I’m probably more useful back here…” I said with a smile as he watched my legs cross. 

He shook his head looking at my legs, his hand reaching to my ankle and sliding up my lower leg to my knee. 

“You know we can’t play this game anymore Gabby…” he said. 

“Who’s playing a game?” I asked uncrossing my legs and spreading them as I leaned back on my hands and bit my lip, his hand sliding from my knee to the inside of my thigh and up my skirt. I spread my legs further. 

He groaned. “Close the door.” 

“You close the door.” I said looking at him with a grin. 

He glared at me and stood up and walked over to the door, closing it, locking it and sitting back in his chair, rolling it to the desk and spreading my legs. 

His hands reached up my skirt and pulled at my panties sliding them down. 

I giggled and watched him as he looked in awe at my freshly shaved young teenage cunt. I knew he missed it. It’d been a few months since he told me we had to stop fooling around, that his wife was getting suspicious, and people at work were starting to talk. 

“What are you in the mood for? Frank.” I raised my eyebrow. 

He groaned and stood up , unzipping his pants.

“This is the last time…” he said. 

“Ok Frank” I smiled, neither of us believing his words. 

“I’m serious…” he said pushing his pants and briefs down and stroking his dick that was already half way hard. 

I nodded. “I know.” I said. and reached down grabbing his cock , he moved his hand letting me stroke it. 

“Mmmmmm” I said taking him in my hand. “You went two whole months Frank…” I said. “your wife must really be taking care of this dick for me…” I grinned and lifted my hand, licking it, wetting it well, before lowering my hands back to his cock. He groaned at my wet palm and fingers. 

He shook his head. “She’s not” he said.

“Aww.” I frowned, and then smiled. “good thing I’m here to help then” I said. 

There was a knock on the office. Frank jumped and so did I. 

“Im busy, what is it?” he yelled through the door. 

“Produce guy needs the check.” I heard Mike our line cook say through the door. 

Frank reached over on his desk, shuffling through some envelopes and then stood behind the door, opening it just a crack, handing it to Mike and then closing and relocking the door.

I sat with my legs still spread, rubbing my pussy. He looked at me, and pulled me off his desk. I giggled as he pushed me against the door and started to pull my white shirt up out of my skirt and pushed it up over my bra. 

He pulled on the lace cups of my bra, pulling them down, letting my nipples peak out as he lowered his mouth and licked them one at a time looking up at me.

I smiled, and pushed my fingers through his hair and gripped it.

He tugged the bra down harder, letting my tits hang out of it, and my shirt still pushed up, resting on the my upper chest.  He slid one hand behind my back and used the other to slap one of my tits. 

He growled and looked at me as I giggled and moaned and bit my lip. 

He slapped it again. I inhaled sharply as I felt the sting and exhaled looking at him. I was getting wet. 

““You little teenage slut…” he groaned, and bent down, picking my legs up behind my thighs and wrapping them around his waist as he pinned me against the door. I giggled, and placed my hands on his shoulders.

“Your favorite pussy is waiting for you to fuck it…” I said with a smile.

He groaned. “Such a fucking little bitch…” he said pushing his hard cock against me, holding my ass as he pushed his dick up into me. 

“Mmmm..you love it though” I said and kissed him, pushing my tongue into his mouth as I felt his cock sink up inside me. I let a tiny whimper fill his mouth.

To be honest, I think I may have missed him more than he missed me. The past two months had been awful, him denying me, not giving into my teasing. I was just about ready to give up. Today he was weak though. Today, he needed it. 

“God” he sighed. “You’re so tight” he groaned and pushed up into me again, and again, fucking me slowly against the door. 

I let out a tiny yelp as he gave a good hard thrust, pinning me hard against the door. He shot one hand up and covered my mouth.  I could hear the voices of people in the kitchen talking, the sound of the dishwasher running and the music the chefs and cooks were playing in the back.

I grabbed his hand a moved it from my mouth, and panted. 

“Again….hard” I said.

I felt him lift me as his hips pulled back, and then lowered me down and he slammed himself into my cunt. 

I yelped again. He covered my mouth, and bit his hand. He growled and smacked my face lightly and grabbed it. 

I whimpered. His hand smacked my face lightly again.

“Yessss” I said as he then grabbed my throat and shoved his tongue in my mouth. I moaned into his mouth, his had sliding from my throat, and reaching back down to my ass, to hold it with both hands to support me as he went a little faster. I could feel the door rattling in the frame, I panted into his mouth, my tongue lashing against his. 

“I missed you so much” I admitted. This pleased him, and he lifted me up and carried me the few feet to this desk and set me down on it. I felt his papers and the envelopes he had shuffled through under my ass, some of the sliding off the edge of the desk, as he pulled my ass right to the edge and started to fuck me again.

I looked down watching his dick move in and out of me, I reached down rubbing my clit, and looked to him as he watched my hand, and then he looked up at me too.

“I missed your dick fucking my pussy” I whispered in a whiny little voice. He groaned and went faster. His balls were slapping against me now and I was whimpering, trying not to moan too loud. 

“ooo”I squealed and his hand covered my mouth again. I turned my head and his hand slipped off. 

“It feels so fucking good” I said and then turned back to him.

“your dick feels so fucking good” I whined. 

“fuck my teenage pussy Frank…fuck it harder..” I said gritting my teeth and reaching up grabbing him behind his neck and pulling his mouth to mine as I moaned into it and spoke against his lips. 

“give it to me frank” I whispered. “harder…” I said as I felt him fuck me harder.

“Harder” I said again. His desk was knocking against the wall.

He slowed down when he realized. 

I frowned and whined. “Dont stop.” I said. “Keep fucking me harder” 

I knew he wanted to, he could REALLY fuck hard when he wanted to. But I knew he was worried about the noise we were making. 

“fuck me Frank!” I said wrapping my legs around him, and pulling him into me. 

His hips started to move again.

“Who cares if they hear us…” I said kissing him again. “Let them hear you fuck your favorite waitress..” I grinned.

He laughed slightly and shook his head but then groaned and went fast again, went hard again. 

“Oh Frank!” I squealed.

He pounded me harder, the desk wasn’t just rattling against the wall, but banging. We had never been this obvious before in his office. But I guess that’s what happens when there’s been two months of built up tension between us. 

I moaned, Frank groaned, we stopped caring about the noise we were making and Frank pulled me up and slid his cock out and dropped me to my knees, I was kneeling on the floor looking up at him, and opened my mouth as his stroked his cock.

“Mmmmm cum in my mouth Frank” I said looking up at him as I rubbed my tits, with one hand, my pussy with the other. “Cum in my slutty little mouth” I said and he groaned. I felt his cum shoot into my mouth, some catching on the corner of my lip and dripping down my face. He groaned and winced as he shoot his entire load into my mouth. I smiled with my mouth being loaded up with him cum, he watched me smile up at him, with my wide open mouth.

“fuuuuck” he groaned as I held out my tongue, showing him ass of his cum and then swallowing it, as he collapsed into his chair, breathing heavy looking at me as I crawled between his legs, still on my knees, and licked my tongue up the length of his cock, giggling as it twitched against my tongue. He groaned. 

I looked up at him and he smiled, lifting his hand, his thumb wiping the cum that dribbled from the corner of my mouth and then pushing his thumb between my lips, letting me suck it clean. Getting every drop.

I sucked his thumb the way I would suck his dick. He smiled. I was still horny. 

I stood up and Frank pulled me into his lap, pulling my back against his chest as his hands rubbed over my tits , and then one, down between my legs. I whimpered as his fingers began to circle my clit. 

“I should make you work with a horny little aching cunt……without your panties on….let everyone see your wet pussy…dripping down between your legs….” Frank said. 

I moaned and rolled my hips forward, humping against his fingers that were rubbing me. 

“Mmmm..I bet that little cunt still needs more dick doesnt it?” he said in my ear in a whisper. I bit my lip and nodded.

“Mmmmm…you horny little slut” he said. “God I missed your cock hungry little pussy…and your cum hungry little mouth…” he groaned. “so sexy…” he said as I wiggled in his lap and moaned as he continued to rub my clit.

I jumped as he smacked it. I jumped as he smacked it again, he was spanking it. It did nothing really, but I liked it when he smacked it hard, I like the idea of him spanking my cunt. It turned me on to feel the sting of his slap on my lips and clit. He rubbed faster now as I squirmed in his lap.

“You want me to call one of the cooks in….have them finish you off?” he said. I moaned. “Let them feel that tight little pussy of yours….lets them fuck you…one at a time….all of them…..use you up….give you a new job..as the Tony’s Restaurant whore.” he groaned as I moaned, my breathing going faster.  He’d known I already hooked up with some of the other cooks, a dishwasher, and an old bartender. Everyone there was hooking up. But I was the only one sleeping with the boss. 

I whimpered and he whispered in my ear. 

“Come on Gabriella..” he urged my orgasm, trying to will me to cum. I whimpered trying my hardest to cum as quickly as I could. I was panting and squirming as someone knocked on the door again. 

“BUSY!” Frank yelled , his voice booming in my air, scaring me, but it was so sexy to hear him yell, for some reason when he yelled at us at work, it never scared me, other that the loud part. But instead, it mostly turned me on. 

“Im gonna cum” I whispered and he groaned and slid his hand from my breasts to my face turning it and making me kiss him and moan into his mouth as his other hand worked my pussy, making me start to cum. 

I shook in his lap, my body jumping and my legs quivering and shaking as he pushed me through it. Rubbing my clit as I whined into his mouth with a moan and cursed, breaking his kiss as I let out a loud, long

“fuuuuuuuck” I squealed. 

“mmmm” he laughed as I melted into him, my legs still twitching as he rubbed my sensitive clit, he liked watching me jump and my body react to his touch after an orgasm. 

He sat me up and pushed me off his lap slowly. I stood, balancing my self by grabbing onto his desk.

He lifted my skirt again, and rubbed my ass and then spanked it. I jumped and yelped. 

He laughed and lowered my skirt as he pulled and zipped up his pants. 

“Let me get a quick taste of it.” he said squatting down and he lifted my ass up in the air by grabbing my thighs and pushing them up, shoving his tongue into my pussy from behind. 

“Oh my god.” I felt my arms tremble to hold me up , and my legs tremble as he held them and licked my pussy from behind.

He grabbed me and pushed me into his chair. I gripped the arms of the chair as he spread my legs and dragged his tongue slowly over my pussy.

“Oh my god” my body shivered. 

“Oh my god” I whimpered again as his tongue left my whole body quivering with each slow stroke up my pussy, from hole to clit. 

I bit my lip hard, and gasped as his mouth sucked my clit, his tongue pushing against it as he sucked. 

My body couldn’t stop quivering. 

Another knock on the office door. 

Frank ignored it and buried two fingers inside me and his tongue circle my clit and licked it up and down quickly. I panted quickly, feeling his fingers curl inside me.

“Oh my god…youre gonna make me cum again.” I whimpered and grabbed his hair in my fingers, and pulled with both hands, shoving my pussy into his face, and pulling his face into my pussy. His fingers were fucking my soaking wet hole, I could feel myself dripping over his fingers, and my wet pussy dripping down between my ass cheeks. 

Someone knocked again. 

“mmbu-smfph!” Frank mumbled into my pussy loudly. 

I moaned quietly, gasping listening to him mumble a reply to the other side of the door, because he couldnt tear himself away from my pussy. 

“Oh god!” I shrieked, unable to help how loud I had said it. 

“Shiiiiiiiiiit” I moaned my legs lifting, my toes curling and pointing to the floor as I slid forward in the chair, as I tried to hump his mouth and grind against his tongue and fingers. Frank noticed and slid his fingers from my pussy and used both hands to hold me onto the chair as his tongue lashed over my clit, and his mouth sucked it well. 

“Oh my god!” I screamed out. It had felt so good, and I hadnt had his mouth on me in so long, he at my pussy like I was HIS boss, he ate it like it was his fucking job. 

I moaned out as I came again. Cursing as he had my legs quaking and my entire body jerking as my orgasm rocked through me. I shivered and exhaled and felt him slide his fingers back inside me, curling them against my g spot. 

“No” I whimpered. “Oh my god” I whined and he grinned looking up at me.

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First Swallow- [1]

Uncle Billy And Daddy- [1]

Gabby Home From School- [1]

Dirty Girl Pays A Visit To Catholic Church- [1]

Sherry’s Friend Sets Her Up- [1]

The Only Girl In A Camp Of Workers- [1]

Do As Daddy Told You- [1]

Give Your Daddy’s Cock A Lick- [1]

No Matter How Many Times- [1]

Amber And The Minister- [1]

Uncle Mike And Daddy- [1]

The Blue Dress- [1]

I Smell Him, Little Girl- [1]

How Long Do Dick Pills Last?- [1]

Confessions Of Lust To The Chaplain- [1]

Squeaky Bed Springs Bring Back Memories- [1]

Thoughts Of His Babygirl- [1]

“Daddy please? I want you to touch me, fuck I need it daddy?” I mumbled into his chest, grinding up and down on his leg, I could feel his hard on, on my stomach, so I knew it was working.

“Do you really deserve it baby?” I couldn’t help my self but to grind more onto his leg, tensing up my hips and just shaking a little, as I hit the right spot on my clit.

“Daddy!” I whimpered out as he pressed his leg onto my aching pussy, “Please, please, please, daddy, oh fuck please?” Just me grinding on his leg had me so worked up, but I knew it would take me forever to get off like this, and I wanted him to do dirty things to me instead.

“Mmm, daddy loves hearing his baby beg for him.” His low voice only turns me on more and makes me whimper against his chest. He grabs my hips and pushes me away from his leg so that my back is against the bed. “But I think that’s quite enough from you, little one!”

I instinctively buck my hips looking for something to grind on to, “Please! I want you to edge me daddy, you know how much I like it.”

“Hmm, you’re right baby, but I’m going to edge you for as long as I wish, got it?” His hand was playing with the waistband of my panties as he wanted for an answer.

“Fuck, yes daddy, I understand, just please touch me?!” His hand finally slipped into my panties, he slowly made his way down, circling around my clit just to tease some more. “P-please?” I was so fucking turned on that just that teeny bit if contact, left me aching even more. My hands attached them selves to the sheets of the bed, that was until his fingers started rubbing my clit.

“Mmm, please harder, faster, oh god I need more,” I begged, as my hands wrapped their way around his arm, and my fingernails dug in, my one hand was holding onto his trying to get him to go faster.

“Daddy wants to take those panties off and see your pretty pussy, can he?” I could only nod as he was still rubbing my clit and I was trying to be quiet. He slowly slid off my panties, to reveal my pretty pink pussy. “Mm I love your pussy baby. It’s so fucking pretty, and it tastes so fucking good.”

His hands snaked their way back up my thighs, and he slowly entered one finger into my tight hole, and started fingering me as his other hand made it back up to my clit, and started moving again. “Another please daddy, I can take it please, fuck.” He slipped another finger inside of my dripping pussy, it had me moaning as he hit my G-spot over and over again, making me squirm and clench against his fingers.

I could feel the heat I’m my stomach growing, it felt so good, I couldn’t help but let out soft airy moans. But that gave it a way to him and took away his fingers from my clit and just continued fingering me, “Are you close baby?”

“Yes, yes, oh fuck please don’t stop, daddy please let me cum?” I begged trying to get his hand back onto my clit, he knew I wouldn’t cum with out him touching my clit. But instead of bringing his finger back he just started fingering me harder pressing against my G-spot even harder. I let out quiet moans, as he held me on the edge, he slowly brought his hand back to my clit, he just barely touched it, just tapping it with his finger.

“Please, please, please, let me cum daddy?” I begged, I just needed my release, I was so pent up.

“No baby, I told you as long as I wanted, I’ll tell you when you can cum, slut.” His hand started going at my clit again since I had backed down from the edge, but his quick movements in my pussy, and on my clit brought me right back to it in a matter of seconds.

“Daddy, I’m close!” I whimpered as he pulled his hands away, and began stroking up and down my thighs.

“Well guess what, baby?” He questioned me as I was still trying to calm down from being brought so close go the edge, I made a noise for him to continue, “Your not cumming yet.”

His hands continued to roam my thighs, giving me time to calm down before he started going at me again, he began leaving hickeys on my chest, and stomach, knowing how much I loved to be marked. “Are you ready baby?”

“Y-yeah daddy, please be gentle,” I said as he move his hands back to my throbbing pussy, he stuck his two fingers back inside of me, just making me squirm from that, then he began to slowly rub my clit, just to make sure I wouldn’t get so close so fast, but just enough to stimulate me. I tried grinding up against his hand to make him go faster but he only pulled away his hand that was on my clit.

“Nononono, please keep going, I won’t move!” I begged as he brought his hand back to my clit, “fuck fuck fuck, daddy it feels so fucking good, oh god, I fucking love it!” I loved how it felt to be brought to the edge and then denied release, and the thought that he was going to keep doing it just turned me on more. But I could feel the heat beginning to start back up again in my stomach and working it’s way down. “Daddy stop, I’m gonna cum, if you don’t!”

Daddy didn’t stop going to town on my pretty pussy he just slowed his motions so that I wouldn’t cum. “Daddy, daddy, daddy, fuck please, please, let me cum, please go faster and let me cum?” I begged and I begged, I wanted to cum so bad that it hurt.

“Shut up slut I told you I would let you cum when I wanted to let you cum, and I don’t want to yet.” He said his hands still moving agonizingly slow, just to keep me from cumming. I whimpered out trying to get him to go faster. My hands were still around his arms, and my nails were digging in.

“Do you want to hold on to daddy’s cock baby, do you want to stroke daddy, while he continues torturing you, I bet you touching my cock will make you even wetter won’t it baby?” I nodded my head as he took away his hand from my clit and pulled down his underwear, letting out his cock. I spit onto my hand as I made contact with his dick.

“Mm baby, do you like touching daddy’s cock?” He said biting his lip. I started getting closer and closer even with his slow pace on my clit, and it didn’t help with his breaths in my ear.

“Daddy, you have to stop or I’m going to cum!” I bucked into his hand, not wanting him to stop, but knowing if I came he would punish me. His hands simply slowed his motions even more, making me have to stop myself from grinding onto his hand, just so I could feel more. My hand was still on his cock, with my thumb rubbing on his tip, making him leave a heavy breath into my ear.

“Mm, baby hold it, hold it baby. Doesn’t it feel good?” He said his fingers still hitting my spot, while just barely tapping on my aching clit. I nodded my head at his words, my mouth fall slack as he pressed his finger up against my clit, seeing how close he could really get me before I broke. My thumb dug into his tip at how close he got me, I thought right then I was going to go over the edge.

“Daddy, daddy, daddy, oh god, I can’t, please?” My legs shook as he pressed his fingers against my clit harder without moving them, I was so fucking close, I wanted my release so fucking bad it hurt. He pulled my hand away from his cock, and pulled away from my clit, making me whimper.

“You’re going to suck me off, as I eat out your pussy, and rub my tongue all over your fucking clit, and your not allowed to cum, till you make me cum. Understood?” He said grabbing my throat making me look him in the eye.

“Yes daddy.” I said, and at those words he layed down and pull me on top of him, with my pussy in his mouth, “Start sucking little one.” He said. My mouth was immediately sucking on his cock, my tounge swirling around his tip, as his mouth made it onto my clit, and his fingers back into my pussy.

I hummed around his cock trying to get him off faster, because I just couldn’t help my self, I needed to cum so fucking bad it was hurting. I sucked on his tip repeatedly because he couldn’t stop me and I knew it would get him close fast.

I took his full length into my mouth, and felt him hit the back of my throat. “Mm, baby that feels good.” He said against my clit, and the vibrations made me whimper around his full lengthed cock.

I could feel him enter his fingers into me again, he started hitting the one spot in me that felt so fucking good. Every ounce of me wanted to beg him to let me cum. Even so I kept my mouth around his cock and started going faster, my hand going up and down on him along with my mouth, massaging his cock.

I wanted him to cum so I could cum. The constant torture on my spot made my legs shake around his head, and I could feel his hot breath on my pussy.

“Baby keep doing that, daddy’s gonna cum baby, fuck.” His fingers inside me started going faster as persuasion to keep going. I went faster with my motions needing him to cum.

He gripped my ass as I felt him release down my throat. I continued sucking him off through his release as I swallowed his warmth, feeling him pulse in my mouth.

“You did good baby now come here.” He mumbled through heavy breaths. He pushed me onto my back before placing himself between my thighs again.

He ran his tounge up my thigh, before just brushing over my clit with it. “Daddy please, let me cum.” I couldn’t handle the torture anymore I needed my release.

It didn’t take him a second thought before he started licking my clit, and licking all of my aching pussy. I tangled my hands into his hair and let out quiet moans, trying not to be to loud. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to my release again. I tried bucking my hips into his mouth, but he only held me down and went faster.

“Daddy,” I whimpered before my orgasm shot through me, my back arched in the air and my legs wrapped around his back, as I pushed down onto his head. “Daddy, daddy, it feels good, fuck,” I moaned no longer being able to hold back my noises. I could feel myself orgasm slowly stop, and the over sensitivity set in as he kept going.

“Daddy, it hurts,” I whimpered trying to pull away.

You and me, out for a walk. Pink skies as the sun was falling. And as the sun started going, your innocence was following. You look at me with that look in your eyes, you wanted it, you wanted me. I place my hand around your neck, with my other cradling the back of your head, I pull you in close and kiss you. My hand around your neck slowly squeezing harder as my tongue enters your mouth. My hand cradling your head is now grabbing a fist full of your hair as I suck and bite your bottom lip till it’s cherry red. Slowly tugging your silky hair, you moan as you get light headed. I feel your heart pulsating faster and harder through my fingers around your neck. Your big pretty eyes start to dilate as my hands begin to wander south.

I take your hand and walk you to the far corner of the park, out of anyone’s view. A tall old oak tree stood there, perfect to pin you against. I held you against the trunk, with your arms crossed above your head. Your delicate neck exposed for my lips. Slowly tasting your perfume as my nose tickled you. Soon the kissing becomes sucking, mixed with a little biting. Your whines increase in volume, luckily there’s nobody around to hear them.

My hand slides down your skirt, and past your cute drenched panties. As soon as it made contact with your little wet pussy your hips flinched towards me. My long fingers brush along your clit, your whole body begins to tremble. Your hands grip onto my shirt in anticipation. I slowly push one finger into you, and despite you being so tight it slides in effortlessly. I gently glance my finger over your g-spot, moving it up and down, up and down. You begin to quiver and groan as I go faster, my finger sliding in and out quicker, harder. My finger now pounding you. I stop. You begin to beg and cry for me to continue. I calmly pulled out my finger, absolutely covered in your juices. I look you dead in the eyes and I lick my finger clean. Before you could even finish saying the word ‘fuck’ my tongue was in your mouth. Kissing you deeply. I placed my hands back down your pants, this time with two fingers inside you, just about fitting. I could feel you stretching as I struggled to fit them all the way. The look on your face, you were in heaven, total bliss. My fingers quickly resumed the speed they were before, sliding in and out. My other hand was firmly around your neck, reducing the blood flow to your head. The harder I squeezed the wetter you got. I leaned over and whispered in your ear, telling you how much I enjoy you being my filthy little whore. However, before I could even say anymore your whole body shivered. You grabbed my hand and slid my fingers in and out even faster. You let out a very long-lasting sigh as your juices shot down my hand. I pull my hand out and squeeze your fragile little neck even harder. “And when exactly did you ask for my permission to cum young lady?” I say with a slight smirk on my face. You were speechless, still dazed from the orgasm you just had.

“What happens to girls who break rules? That’s right, they get punished.” I put you on your knees and take out my cock. Already rock hard, with veins so prominent. You instinctively open your mouth, yearning for my cock. You place your soft pink lips around the head, as I slide it down the back of your throat. I place both my hands on either side of your head as I begin to fuck your elegant blushed face. You mouth waters with every second that passes by, as my thrusts become faster and more powerful. You place your hands on my hips as my cock hits the back of your throat. You push away as you start to gag. “That’s your one break, you get no more young lady”. I push my cock straight back down your throat and fuck your face rapidly. I grab your hair in a ponytail with both hands and force you to take my cock whole, your lips firmly pressed at the base of my cock. I hold you there for a good 5 seconds before pulling your ponytail back and continuing to fuck your face.

I’m not very good at writing stories these days and this is my first attempt in a while but I hope you like it 💖

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I want you to grab me in the middle of the streets and choke me until I’m barely conscious. You’re going to grab my face, force my mouth open and fuck my face with your cock until you’re satisfied and my eyes start watering from all the gagging. You’re going to feel my pussy, feel how wet I am and call me a filthy whore. You know that I’m loving it as much as I’m resisting. You pull me by the hair and make me stand up, turn me around and shove me against the wall. Pushing my skirt up, exposing my underwear. Using a knife, you cut my panties open and my bare pussy is exposed. With one hand you holding hands behind my back, with the other you tease me by rubbing your fingers up and down my slit. “You love this, don’t you? Fucking whore,” you roughly whisper into my ear. My only response is a whimper. You keep shoving me against the wall as you get down behind me and start eating my pussy.

Teasing me by doing circles around my clit, stopping, dipping your tongue in my pussy then around my little asshole and back to my clit repeatedly. You’d then put a finger in my dripping cunt while sucking and licking my clit. I feel an orgasm building up inside of me as you do this and you feel it too when my pussy starts clenching around your fingers. “Don’t you fucking dare cum, slut.” You warn me as you rip your fingers out of my pussy and stand up. You force your fingers covered with my pussy juices down my throat and force me to taste myself as I feel your cock press up against my ass. “Which hole…?” You question, rubbing your cock up and down both of my holes. You start to slowly push your cock inside of my pussy but then you stop. You take it back out and coat your cock from the juices dripping out of my pussy and slam your cock into my ass. I let out a scream as you brutally use my ass but it wasn’t long until those screams turn into moans. I kept trying to resist as your cock invaded me. “No…please, no…” I’d moan out. You’d grab me by the throat with one hand and rub my clit with the other. “Don’t lie to me you, you filthy cunt. You love being a fuckpig and being raped like this. You say no, but your pussy says yes.” You tell me as you keep fucking me.

As I get closer and closer to cumming, you stop as you feel my ass tighten around your cock. “Is this little whore about to cum?” You ask. I nod, feeling you slide your cock out. “Too bad.” You say as you turn me back around and force me onto my knees. You fuck my face again and I gag knowing how nasty I’m being treated; tasting my ass and your precum on your cock. Without warning you push my head off your cock, hand around my throat and shove me to the floor. You start fingering my pussy, my juices dripping out. My moans get louder and louder as I feel myself about to cum. “You want to cum don’t you, whore? Tell me.” Too scared to speak, I nod at you. “Tell me you want to fucking cum. Beg me, slut.” “Daddy, daddy…please let me cum. Please! I want to cum, oh god.” I moan, almost screaming, tears running down my face. “Cum.” You command me as you keep fucking me with your fingers, rubbing against my g-spot. I start cumming, “oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck daaaddddyyyyy” I moan. You keep going and going, making my pussy squirt again and again.

Jason’s businesses continued without any problems. He had Mr. Tucker under control, and that man now sucked his cock better than any of his female clients. Things seemed to be going well for Jason; until his father came into is room one evening. Jason looked up from his computer as his dad entered.

“How are things going, Jason,” his dad asked, seeming a little nervous.

“Everything is great dad.”

“Is there anything you want to talk to me about,” his father prodded. Jason shook his head. “I’ve heard some of the women in the neighborhood talking, and caught some of their comments. They really enjoy the work you do for them. Almost too much it seems.”

Jason lowered his head and mumbled, “Why do women talk so much?”

“Are you sleeping with these women?”

Jason couldn’t lie to his father, “There is no sleeping involved.”

“Jason, are you having sex with these women?” Jason nodded. “Which ones.” Jason wouldn’t answer that question, and shook his head. “Are they paying you?” Jason nodded again. “How much?”

To answer that, Jason turned to his computer and pulled up his bank account.

“Damn boy, you have more money than me. You saving it all?” Jason nodded again, this time with a smile on his face. “Jason, I’m worried about you. First of all you don’t spend enough time with girls your age.”

“Girls my age are shallow.”

“I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

“Are you telling me to stop?”

This caused his father to pause. He knew if he told Jason to stop, Jason would listen. He knew what Jason was doing was wrong on many levels, but what father wouldn’t be proud to have such a stud for a son. His father had to admit to himself, that if he could do what Jason was doing, he would.

“No, not yet anyway. But I do want you to see a doctor and get a check-up.” Jason agreed to the conditions, and his father told him he would make an appointment. He had one final question for Jason, “How many? Of the women?”

“Most of them.”

Jason’s father drove him to his doctor’s appointment. As they arrived, Jason saw the name of the doctor on the door. “Oh shit, dad.”

“What’s wrong, son?”

“Is that Dr. Baumgartner, our neighbor?”

“Yea, why?”

“I mow his lawn.”

His father looked stunned. “Jason, Mrs. Baumgartner, really?” Jason nodded with a grin, she was the sexiest woman on the block. “Okay, we won’t mention sex. We are just here for a check-up.” Jason nodded again.

They checked in, and were eventually led to an exam room. The nurse took Jason’s pulse, blood pressure and temperature. Jason’s father noticed the nurse was a little more touchy feely than would normally be required. Damn, that boy just oozes sex, he thought. The nurse told Jason to remove his clothes and the doctor would be right in. Jason and his dad both knew that the nurse had already mentally removed Jason’s clothes.

Jason sat on the exam table in just his boxer-briefs. His father was getting a good look at his son for the first time in a long time. His son really had developed into a striking young man, no wonder the women went for him. The doctor entered, and the nurse just happened to be passing by to get a peek at Jason in his underwear.

“Hi Dave,” the doctor said to Jason’s father as he shook his hand.

“Hi doctor,” Dave replied.

“Dave, we’ve known each other long enough, it’s still Bill. Hi Jason, I haven’t seen you in a while. My how you’ve grown.”

“Hi doc.”

“Are you still cutting my lawn?” Jason nodded. “I wanted to hire a professional company, but my wife insisted we support the local neighborhood kid. You’re no kid any more, but the yard always looks great.”

“Thank you, sir,” Jason tried to keep it short so the doctor wouldn’t start thinking about things.

“So, what brings you down here today?”

Jason’s father explained that he just wanted his son to get a physical, because he has been very active in sports and school. The doctor started examining Jason, feeling the glands in his neck and under his arms. He noticed Jason’s muscular build and commented on it. He listened to Jason’s heart and lungs, then had him lie back while he palpated his abdomen. He again commented on Jason’s abs as he felt down to the top of his underwear. He then had Jason stand and remove his underwear.

“Your father can leave if you like,” the doctor said.

“Why? He’s my father,” Jason said as he slipped off his underwear. Both men stared at the incredible sight before them. There were no tan lines, and his father wondered when and where he had time for that. But most striking was the 7 inch cock hanging over his large balls. Jason’s father had not seen his son naked for many years, and he was once again a proud father. The doctor sat on a stool in front of Jason and began his inspection of the boy’s penis and testicles.

“Are you sexually active, Jason,” the doctor asked.

“Uh…um….um,” Jason stuttered as he looked to his father. “I have a girlfriend, and we do stuff.”

“What type of stuff,” the doctor prodded. Jason turned beet red and didn’t know what to say. The doctor told Jason’s father to go into the waiting room while he finished with Jason, and then he would come and get him. After his father left, Jason didn’t seem to relax any. “Jason, I’m your doctor, you can tell me anything. You are also eighteen, I don’t have to tell your father if you don’t want me too,” the doctor said, while he was still examining Jason’s cock and balls.

“Well, we do oral. And fu…” Jason stopped, not knowing what to say.

“Intercourse?”

“Yea, intercourse.”

“Do you use protection?”

“All the time,” Jason lied.

“Anything else,” he asked, and Jason looked confused at the question. Jason was so used to having someone handling his equipment, he didn’t realize that the doctor still had hold on his now hard cock. “Anal, do you do anything anally,” the doctor clarified.

“My girl doesn’t like it up her ass…err…anal….uhhh.”

“I get the picture. But I mean you. Ever put anything up your ass,” the doctor used the less medical term to put Jason at ease.

Jason blushed at the question and answered without thinking, “Well, sometimes she puts one of her vibrators up there.”

“Turn around, so I can make sure there is no damage back there.”

Jason glanced down as he turned and saw that the doctor had a tent forming in the front of his pants. Things suddenly became clear for him and he smiled as he put his ass in the doctor’s face. The doctor spread his cheeks and started examining his asshole. “I don’t see any damage, but I’m going to have to check inside and your prostate.” With that, the doctor slipped two fingers into Jason’s ass. “I’m going to need a semen sample as well.” The doctor reached around and started stroking Jason’s cock as his fingers explored the inside of Jason’s ass. Just as Jason was about to cum, the doctor pulled out of Jason’s ass and caught his cum in a cup he had handy.

“Well doc, any damage back there?”

The doctor was now standing behind Jason and said, “Not that I can tell, but I would like to use a bigger tool to make sure.”

Jason pushed his ass back into the doctor’s bulging crotch, “You’re the doctor, do what you need to do.”

The doctor quickly dropped his pants and inserted his dick into Jason’s ass. Jason could feel that it wasn’t much bigger than his two fingers. The doctor fucked Jason, but came rather quickly. Jason hoped that when he was older, he didn’t lose his staying power.

“Everything seems to be good back there,” the doctor said between gasps. Jason turned around and said, “Well I seem to have another problem.” His cock was rock hard again pointing straight at the doctor. Jason saw the doctor’s 4 incher hanging limp. “Is there someplace I can put this?”

“Again? Already?”

“Eighteen and clean living, doc.”

The doctor bent over the exam table and Jason entered his ass. Jason could tell that the doctor’s ass had stopped being one way a long time ago. Jason knew his dad and probably other patients were waiting, so he didn’t hold back and shot his load quickly. The doctor cleaned himself off, and then took a towel to clean Jason’s cock. This caused Jason to instantly swell again, and the doctor sighed.

“Don’t worry about it doc, it will do that all day.” Jason started to get dressed.

“I think I need to monitor you, to make sure everything remains in good shape. “ Jason smiled and nodded, then went out to rejoin his father.

“That took long enough, everything ok?” Jason shook his head and made another appointment in 2 weeks. This caused a concerned look on his father’s face.

When they got in the car, his father bombarded him with questions, “What’s wrong? What took so long? Why another appointment?”

“Dad, I’m fine. Everything is ok.”

“Then what?”

“Let’s just say that I mowed the doc’s lawn.”

Jason’s father sat stunned. He finally got the nerve to ask, “Jason, are you gay? Because it’s all right if you are.”

Jason started laughing at the question. “Dad, I fuck a different woman every day. Two on some days. I am not gay.”

His father looked relieved, “But the doctor.”

“He wanted some of this,” gesturing to his body, “so I gave it to him. I figured it was good insurance, in case he started to connect the dots.” His father nodded in agreement. “Dad, I found that I can get a lot with sex and my body, and I plan on using it.”

His father couldn’t fault him; he would do the same thing. They drove home in silence.

Little girl is late coming home and daddy is not happy…

(Left the teacher unnamed for anyone you want to implement.)

You and your friends sat at a table in the back. Joking around. He sat as his desk watching you intently. “Guys if I have to tell you to be quiet again I’m going to have to separate you.” He growls. “Okay Dad.” You smirk. He immediately felt his pants tighten and you turn to return to your assignment. It was your last class of the day and you were ready to go home. The bell sounded off and allowed the class to leave. You stood up and walked out of the classroom, joining the rest of your friends. As the last students filed out, he groaned in annoyance. He couldn’t believe you’d say that so casually. He sat back in his chair and continued to grade his assignments.

The next day you and your friends were sitting in your usual spot at lunch. He happend to be walking back from the teachers lounge. His classroom was passed there. He could hear the music from one of your friends’ speakers. “Sexy Can I, visit you at work. When you sliding down the pole no panties, no shirt.” As he turned the corner you had your hands on your knees with 3 of your other friends. You were moving your hips to the song. As he walked passed, he couldn’t help but mention it. “More appropriate songs for school, girls.” He set his basket of graded assignments on his desk as he entered his classroom and let out a groan. Why did you have to that to him?

Another day was over and you left his classroom again and he stared at your backside as you walked out. Rubbing his eyes as he saw you disappear down the hallway. Groaning.

Later that day you came back to pick up your jacket that you had left. The secretary was still there, she had given you the keys to his classroom. Not even realizing that he was still there. He had been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn’t heard you unlocking the door. The only thing that pulled him away from what he was doing, was the gasp that left your lips. His eyes opened wide. And he tried to cover himself.

Embarrassed that he’d just been caught jerking off by one of his students, much less the one he’d been thinking about while doing so, if you told anyone he’d surely lose his job. “Y/N” He gasps shocked. “What are you doing here?” He asks. “I just- f-forgot my jacket.” You stutter. You saw it laying by the computers. Someone must have moved it. You rushed to grab it, and he rushed to pull his pants up. You made your way back to the door. “Y/N! Please wait!” He tried to catch you but you were gone as fast as you had come. You left the keys with the secretary. You got into your car and burst into tears. Wiping them away and he rushed out of the school doors. Your eyes met his and you pulled out of the parking lot quickly as he tried to stop you. You didn’t know why you felt so weird. He was one of your favorite teachers. You were embarrassed. That’s why you cried. Because you had run similar scenarios in your head before.

The next day he called role for your class. When he got to your name, you didn’t reply and when he looked up, your seat was empty. “Anyone know where Y/N is?” He asks aloud. “She’s sick.” One of your friends answers and he nods. Marking you absent. He knew you weren’t sick.

You hadn’t showed up for the rest of that week. But when Monday came around when he said your name, he was shocked to hear you answer. His eyes traveled up to where you sat. You were wearing high-waisted jeans. One of his weaknesses. You rarely wore them but when you did, it always made him feel some kind of way.

You didn’t lift your head.

Later he asked you to stay after class. You weren’t willing but you did. As the class left you remained. Gathering your stuff and meeting at his desk. “Look Y/N about last week-” he tried to explain but you cut him off. “It’s fine. You’re a dude. You have needs just like everyone else.” You sigh. “Yeah but that’s not the point. I should have picked a better place. Because of my actions you were victimized and I just wanted to apologize.” He swallows hard. You let out a laugh. “Victimized?” You snort. “What? You think I’ve never seen a dick before?” His eyes almost popped out of his head. “Well- I uh I didn’t want to assume.” He stumbles over his words. “Think again Mr. T/N.” You chuckle walking out of the room. That didn’t go like he thought it would. He thought it would have been different. He thought it would have ended with some more tears. “Than why did you cry?” He asks quite loudly. You pop your head back into where he can see you. “Being extremely Embarrassed does that to you.” You smile sarcastically. You step back and walk in again, this time closing the door behind you and letting it lock. “Who were you thinking about?” You smirk. “What?” He raises an eyebrow. “When you were touching yourself. Who were you thinking about?” You smirk. “That’s not a conversation we should be having Ms. Y/L/N.” You slowly made your way around his desk. “Does decency really matter after how I saw you last week? Head tipped back and groaning.” Lifting one knee and placing it on one side of him and lifting the other to place on his other side. Straddling him in his office chair. “Are you sure you don’t have the Facebook page of that person pulled up on your laptop?” You whisper into his ear. He swallows hard. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He tries desperately to keep his composure. “Yeah? I saw the tab when you kept me after and it didn’t make me think too hard about it. Until now. You were thinking of me when you slid your hand up and down your hard cock. Weren’t you?” You whisper whipping your hair back and pressing your lips on his neck. “Y/N this isn’t appropriate.” He takes a deep breath. “Neither was catching you touching yourself like that.” You whisper. “Fuck I can’t- I can’t touch you like that I’ll lose my job.” He closes his eyes tightly. “I just want to hear you say it.” You moan into his ear. You moved your knee in between his legs and began to rock against his thigh. Moaning out loud. “Fine. Yes- Yes Y/N I was thinking of you.” He groans. You continue to rock yourself against him. Keeping your eyes closed. The lights outside went off. “The last person left. They’re locking up the school.” He sighs. You still don’t stop. You grasp the back of his office chair and continue to rock your hips against his thigh. “Y/N this isn’t-” he pauses. He was hard. Rock hard. You throw your head back. “Mr. T/N!” You moan. He growls. And places his hands on your hips. “If you’re going to ride something on my body at least let it be my cock.” He groans. You look back at him and smile. “Thought it would work.” You smile. You stand up and move in between his legs. “Go on. Take them off.” You whisper. He grabs the hem of your jeans and unbuttons them slowly. Pulling them down your legs. You unbutton his jeans and pull his boxers down. His hard cock finally free from it’s confinement. You moan at his size. He was much larger than any of the boys that you had slept with. You returned to straddle him and lined him up with your entrance and sunk down on him. Burying your face into his neck. Whimpering. “You’re so big.” You whisper. Mouth opening.

You lift yourself up and sink back down onto him, moaning. He sighs. All of those times he thought about having you. And here you were. Sinking down on him. He could hear your whimpers as you did so. “That’s it Y/N. Ride me. Such a naughty girl.” He smirks when he hears you moan.

“You’ve never had anyone this size before have you? All of those other boys you had were small. They don’t know how to please you like I do. They can’t hit those sensitive places in between your thighs like I can. Can they?” He whispers into your ear. You shudder. “Can they?” He growls thrusting up into you, slamming himself into your G-spot. “No!” You moan. “They don’t give you butterflies in your stomach. Do they?” You’re too in shock to answer. “Do they?” He thrusts up again and you collapse on top of him, your legs spasming harshly. You’d never come like this before. “No they don’t.” You whimper. He grabs your hips and thrusts up into you. You didn’t have enough power to ride through your high. But he was determined to make you come. He knew you’d never come like this before. And you moan aloud. Crying out his name, lips quivering, stomach clenching, thighs spasming. “Look at you princess.” He chuckles. He lifts you onto him again. “I’ve wrecked you.” He smirks. You blush and look down. “Not so confident now huh? You made a mess on my jeans and now you’re embarrassed? You shouldn’t be.” He chuckles. “When you called me Dad you weren’t embarrassed. But when I make you moan, you are?” He lifts you up and you sink down again. This time you feel his cock quiver and twitch and you feel his warmness coat your insides. He let’s his head fall back and his Adams apple bobs as he swallows a groan. You lean forward and begin sucking deep red marks there. Surely he’d have to cover them with somthing. You pull away again and lay your head against his chest. Too tired to move.

content warning: forced anal, forced throat fucking

“Can we go home now?” I asked, my voice edging on whiny. “We’ve been out all day and I’m getting bor-” You cleared your throat before I could finish my sentence. I knew what that meant, if I didn’t change my behavior I’d be sorry when we got home. My incessant whining and complaining had already lost me my dessert privilege for the night but at least I stopped being so obvious with my displeasure. “Not much longer, Caroline,” you said in monotone while checking work emails on your phone. The only time you ever called me ‘Caroline’ was right before punishments or when I’m being a brat and I had a hard time keeping a straight face, it was a warning of what was to come once you had me back home. It was then when I decided if I was going to get punished, I might as well give a better reason than not shutting up and pouting all day. I leaned into you in the backseat of the cab and rested my head on your shoulder and placed my hand on your chest. Maybe if I had been a good girl you would’ve encouraged being touchy-feely but you just picked my hand up and dropped back into my lap without a second thought. Not being allowed to touch you is the absolute worst punishment and I quickly put my hand on you again, this time on your abdomen and inched my way down to your cock. Before I had a chance to reach it, you grabbed my wrist and once again placed my hand in my lap but kept hold this time. I couldn’t keep from wincing as your grip tightened and I struggled to break free.

I squirmed in my seat with another attempt and you finally let go, I should’ve learned my lesson then but I was having so much fun. Somehow I managed to turn my body around and climb up to straddle your thigh. Wondering why you let me get that far, I watched your face and a moved my hips to rub my pussy on your leg. “Daddy?” I asked softly, not caring if the cab driver heard or was aware, “are you mad at me?” Your expression was unreadable but I knew I was at the end of my rope with testing your patience. “I’ll stop being so bad if you let me ride your cock right now.” All I could think about was curing my restlessness by having you inside of me. “I’ll be the best dolly-” I reached down and began undoing your belt “-if you let me make you cum, I promise.” A chuckle from the driver put me in a fit of giggles and encouraged my bad behavior. “Turn here,” you instructed the driver and gave him your address. I couldn’t help but grin and bounce eagerly. I didn’t expect our outing to end early but I wasn’t complaining. I was too excited to find out which consequences I earned throughout the day to remember to keep my balance on sharp turns and ended up toppling back into the seat next to you. We finally arrived home, I leapt out of the vehicle and practically skipped inside on my own, leaving you behind to tip the driver. My heart raced as I heard you walk in the door from around the corner. You kept your composure as I sprinted away and hid behind the couch, unable to contain my laughter.

“This isn’t playtime, Caroline,” you called as I prepared to run to the next hiding spot. I waited too long to stand and opted to try my luck at crawling away stealthily instead. I barely left my spot when I felt your hand around my ankle and lost my balance when you pulled me to the couch. “You’ve had your fun, stop being a brat and stand up.” I looked up at you in hesitation. I knew my disobedience was catching up with me and I was in for whatever you had in mind to teach me a lesson. I stood and started to straighten out my sundress but you slapped my hands away instead. “Don’t bother making yourself presentable,” you sat down in the middle of the couch and patted your knee. “It wouldn’t last long if you did.” I started to straddle your legs to face you but you stopped me before I dropped down to your lap. “No no,” you laughed-the scary laugh that made my knees weak and pussy ache. “You know that’s not the position I want you in.” You tossed me around and had me bent over your knee with my dress hiked up to reveal my light pink cotton panties. “Daddy, I’m s- ow!” My apology was cut short by a hard slap to my bottom. “No! Listen! I’m-” I winced as another apology was interrupted. I looked over my shoulder back at you and started to open my mouth to speak but was spanked again before I could get any sound out.

“You made enough noise earlier, no more talking,” you said as your hand made contact with my clothed ass again. I squirmed knowing you were just getting started, whatever pain I felt now was nothing compared to what you had planned. After another spank you asked if I was still bored. My lack of response earned another spanking, harder this time and you repeated your question. My silence went on for a few more slaps, eventually you reached down and jerked my head up by my hair. “I asked you if you were still bored, Princess. Daddy expects an answer when he asks you a question.” I whimpered in response. “Oh, don’t start that. Not yet.” You pushed my head back down and pulled my panties down. You dragged your fingernails over my slightly reddened ass before you slapped it again. I couldn’t keep from yelping and reached back to cover myself with my hand. Tsking, you pulled my arm up and pinned it to my back. Minutes passed and by now my ass was red and my feet were kicking with each spanking. My eyes began watering and I begged you to stop. My skin had grown so sensitive I could feel goosebumps popping up with the gentlest scratch of your nails. “Oh, you don’t like this?” You asked and rubbed my sore asscheeks briefly before dropping your hand to my pussy. “It seems to me you enjoy this a lot.” Having this done to me left me so wet that a spot was left on your pants. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as you pushed two fingers inside of me and began pumping them in and out. I looked back at you when you pulled them out, hoping to catch your eye, pleading you to keep going.

You made and held eye contact with me as you shoved a finger into my tight asshole, lubed only with my juices. I bit my lip and dropped my head back down only to have you jerk it up by my hair again. With my arm now free, I reached up to grab the hand tangled in my hair. Without a warning, you pushed a second finger into my hole, causing me to cry out. “Daddy, please!” Was all I could manage to get out as you started fingering my tight ass. Just as I was growing accustomed to two fingers, you forced another in and I yelped again. This didn’t last long before you yanked me up and bent me over the couch, my hands were supporting myself on the back of the couch with my knees on the cushions. “If you’re going to act like a whiny whore when we’re out, that’s how you’ll be treated when we’re home,” you said as you pulled your shirt off. You pushed your pants down and kicked them out of the way before coming closer and rubbing the head of your hard cock over my wet slit. I felt the tip slowly enter my pussy before you quickly pulled out and rammed it into my asshole. I cried out in pain and lost my balance. I was too tight to even think about unlubed anal but I wasn’t the one thinking, I wasn’t making the decisions. Once I steadied myself, you forced your thick cock into my ass again. It only took two pumps for me to start sobbing, and I begged you to slow down.

I was always a sexual girl. My earliest memory I can remember is playing by myself in the bathtub and sliding underneath the falling water from the spout. I remember thinking how I thought I had discovered some secret sensation and how I wanted it to feel that good every day. I always was more mature than my classmates in school as well. My body seemed to react accordingly. I was taller than all the other girls in my classes and I remember how the boys used to hate me because I was bigger than some of them too. It didn’t stop me from having a playground boyfriend though. Even then I remember how good it felt to kiss him behind the big trees where teachers couldn’t see. How naughty it felt pressing myself against his confused body. Eventually I scared him away when I tried to slip his hand into the waistband of my shorts. My favorite memory, however, wouldn’t be until some years later, and it still warms me to share it…

It was a new year and I wasn’t excited for it. I always dreaded having to study, turn in homework, and write essays. To be honest all I wanted to do was go home, undress, and tease my newly developed body. I remember standing in front of my full length mirror in my room at home and loving that other girls were jealous of my B/C cups. They had gone up a size over the summer and I was even spilling out of my bras I had then. My hips were widening, my long brown hair was full and draped perfectly over my nipples. I was really loving my body, and now, I wanted someone else to love it too. I felt that pull that everyone feels when flooded with hormones. That burning desire to find something that feels right, where no one talks about.

I was sort of awkward around boys but always forward. I was never shy about kissing and slipping away with boys to make out. Though I never had one touch my bare body, I had earned a somewhat unsavory reputation amongst my classmates. So needless to say I wasn’t super excited for my new class with a new teacher.

I walked in with my confidence high but my expectations low. I looked around the room at old boyfriends and jealous rivals finally finding a seat at the front of the class with my good friends as we do. It was the last class of my day and I wasn’t impressed with any of my previous classes yet. Then he walked in. My Language Arts teacher, Mr. Walker, a new hire. I knew the other girls were thinking the same thing I was when the room quieted. He was gorgeous! Tall, thick brown hair, and warm auburn eyes. His body was fit, and he had stubble that accented his strong jaw perfectly. I instantly sat up in my seat perking my new breasts up instinctively for his attention. Suddenly, I was really excited for school. 😜

Over the next month I would overhear girls talking about how cute they thought he was. My friends would talk about how much they wanted to make out with him, but all I could think about was how rough his hands would feel between my legs. I wondered i he would care that I had a bit of hair where other girls didn’t (at the time). Every time I visited his class I would imagine him doing something to me, I had no Idea what, but I knew I wanted badly to be naked for him.

Finally in the middle of the school year I couldn’t take it anymore. One morning I convinced myself that I was going to flash him. If for no other reason it would make me feel amazing just to be bare and have anyone other than me see.

I prepped myself and had a plan. I was wearing my favorite short skirt that stopped about an inch under my ass (alot more risque than the other girls were wearing). When I was going to my last class of the day I would stop at the bathroom and slip off my panties. Once I was sure he had seen me. I would explain that I had an accident and would say that I had an extra pair of panties. Hopefully getting excused to the bathroom. It was a terrible plan but I was a raging ball of hormones. And after all is said and done, it worked out amazingly.

The time had come, the bell for 7th period rang and my heart was pounding. I almost backed out but my soul pushed me into the girls room fiercely. I picked a stall and slipped off my cotton bikini panties gasping a bit noticing how soaked they were in anticipation of this moment. I stuffed them into my backpack and took a deep breath before stepping out of the stall and into the hallway. I was instantly flooded with sensations and emotions. One, the rush of being naked just out of view of all of my classmates made my stomach jump into my throat. Two, the rush of students and myself scurrying down hallways was causing a naughty breeze to caress my still slick lips under my skirt. Causing me to bite my lip hard and moisten me even more. Finally, my end goal was to have an adult, a real adult, see me naked. My knees barely worked, I was almost hyperventilating, and I could feel the tingling (which I would come to understand as an orgasm)welling up with every step I took towards my class. I stopped just outside of his door and let the bell ring. I couldn’t do it…but it felt so good… I lingered too long and another teacher, Mrs. Bohnert warned me that I should go into the class before she reported me. I scurried into the room and everyone was already sitting seemingly staring at me as if they all knew. I quietly stepped over to my desk and set my backpack down being careful not to bend over. I quickly slid into the desk forgetting how short my skirt was. I let out an audible squeak as the cold seat cupped my wet sex pushing me into a small orgasm. I winced a moment as I heard Mr. Walker ask “are you alright Cassie?”

I snapped back to reality quickly, “y yeah Mr. Walker. J just stubbed my toe.” He and the few people around me accepted my response and Mr. Walker began his lesson. I couldn’t believe it. No one knew. I was careful to keep my legs tightly crossed like a perfect lady. It was about midway through class when Mr. Walker sat at the front of the class while we each took turns reading passages from our books. This was it. This would be my one chance. My best friend behind me was finishing up her paragraph and a huge lump formed in my throat. Butterflies were pounding inside my stomach and again, I could feel the tingling between my legs along with the light sensation of wetness oozing. My cheeks were on fire when he called out my name to read. Almost as if out of my body, I stared forward at him meeting his eyes… and uncrossed my legs… I didn’t smile or frown. I just stared in his eyes, feeling the cool air on my glistening girl parts, knowing he could see me. I was stunned, choked, and utterly overwhelmed. That’s when I noticed his eyes break so slightly from my stare, directly down at my gift to him, and return back to me. I thought for sure this was it. He was going to call my mom and have me expelled from school. My mind was reeling with all of the bad that was about to happen. I re crossed my legs and stuttered looking down trying to find what passage was mine.

“Are you having trouble focusing Cassandra?” I knew I was in trouble, he didn’t use my full name before that. “y yeah.” I stammered and adjusted my hair staring at the pages in front of me. “well then we’ll need to discuss what’s distracting you after class. For now Jeremy, pick up where Amanda left off.” he scoffed lightly as I clutched my hair and closed my eyes. “This is it, it’s going to be over for me” is what kept repeating in my head as I imagined how I would ever explain this to my mom. I dreaded the final bell when it rang, it was a full 20 minutes since I had exposed myself and now I was thinking nothing mattered, my life was over.

I stayed behind and waited for everyone to leave. Mr. Walker staring at me, disappointed, all the while glancing at my crossed legs… He kept glancing. I stared at him as people passing whispered about the trouble they thought I was in. I wondered… Will he look again?… I uncrossed them once more… this time his eyes darted down quickly and lingered for a moment longer before he rolled his eyes and scoffed… Is, is he liking it?

Everyone was gone and it was just him and I sitting across from each other. He looked disappointed as he got up and shut the door. “Cassandra, I’m going to be straight with you… Why aren’t you wearing any panties?” I shrugged averting my eyes. “Did someone take them from you?” I shook my head avoiding eye contact. “Then why?” “because it feels good,” I whispered. “but why did you show me like that if you knew you didn’t have panties on?” he stroked his thick hair as he paced in front of me. “I dunno.” I nervously picked at my fingers. Mr. Walker paced off to his large desk and dropped into the soft chair behind it. “well…"he sighed. “It’s not appropriate for school and especially not appropriate for a girl your age to show adults things like that.” I knew the answer but something compelled me to ask “why though?” I slid out of my desk to stand and faced his direction. “because those are the rules” I noticed his eyes dart to my now covered sex and I felt something compel me towards his direction. “but it feels good to me… Why is feeling good a bad thing?” my feet gently carried me over to the edge of his desk and he answered without looking at me standing over him. “Sometimes it’s just against the law to follow what feels good.” The butterflies returned to my belly in full force as I listened to the whisper telling me to sit on the desk. Mr. Walker sighed as my legs lifted onto the edge of his desk. His eyes stealing glances of my exposed and soaked lips once more. “ Is it against the law when I’m alone at home touching myself then?” I watched him closely for the answer. “Touching yourself isn’t against the law.” he answered frustratedly, staring off at the far corner of his room, ignoring me. “oh, good then” my hand slowly slid over my crotch. Keeping my eyes on him, I noticed now that his khaki pants had a large outline in the front of them. I rubbed my lips feeling how soaked they were and hissed as I teased my opening with my fingertips. “Cassandra, I need you to stop.” He looked at my hand and my sex. Shivers shot from my mound up my spine as I saw his pants move while he stared. “you said it’s not against the law to touch myself ” I whimpered a bit biting my lip. “I It’s still not right.” Mr. Walker swallowed hard. “why? ” I leaned over, “don’t you touch yourself?” I set my hand on his leg and rubbed slowly up until I met the edge of the outline. “th that’s that’s different.” he stuttered “show me.” I stared into his eyes fiercely my mind rushing with thoughts to keep pushing. He paused for a moment as I reached for his belt tugging at it and undoing the clasp. “s stop Cassandra” he feebly tried to pull my hands free but it only quickened my pace. My hand was at the edge of his boxers when his large firm grip squeezed my hand, stopping me. I only looked up at him and smiled as I guided that hand toward the edge of his desk, hissing as his hands (as rough as I imagined) landed on my virgin pussy.

With a scoff and sigh he tried to stare off as I used his hand to stroke my lips gently, while my free hand continued to undress his bottom half. The butterflies were screaming in my stomach but were being drowned out by the welling orgasm burning under my skirt. My hand peeled back the boxers and for the first time, I saw what I would lust for for the rest of my life. His cock (bigger and thicker than average, but then I had no reference) sprang out and immediately stood at attention for me. He tried to pull away but with his hand between my legs and him sitting, I easily grabbed it before he could. It filled my small hand. I couldn’t close my fist around it and it dribbled slick goo as I started to explore its full length. I noticed, and asked if it was the same as mine. Mr. Walker sighed and I noticed him relax as I novicely stroked his privates. “no, that’s a bit of sperm.” He noticed how entranced I was. “when it’s put inside of a girl, it makes babies.” my swollen sex throbbed at the Idea. It felt so wrong, but incredibly right. “it also has a funny salty taste.” Mr. Walker stared as I got closer to him. “really?” I looked at him and instantly slid off of my perch freeing his hand. I knelt down behind the desk face to face with his sex wanting to know what it tasted like. My inexperienced tongue stretched out and I took one long swipe, as I did with lollipops, getting a streak of the sperm lapped up. The taste was definitely salty and musky. Mr. Walker let out a long moan as I did. I looked up at him and smiled as I noticed more sperm gush from the end of his hard penis. I giggled as I lapped again… And again… Like a hungry puppy with an ice cream cone, I licked up the strings of sperm and couldn’t resist teasing my clit hard in the process. “you like it?” he asked. I nodded, but I liked that he liked it more. “sucking it would be easier” I smiled and giggled as I pursed my lips and kissed the head of it. Then… With a pop… sucked what I could of his cock into my mouth, filling it completely. He moaned and rolled his eyes back pressing the back of my head further down the shaft. I struggled and started to panic a bit as I started to choke. This snapped him back to the situation that I was a girl who had never seen a penis, much less swallowed an entire cock before. He released me and I coughed a bit and went back to smiling. “it tastes pretty salty.” I giggle as the naughty thought crossed my mind. “C Cassie, you need to stop.” Mr. Walker pulled away from me slightly still hard and exposed. “I’m sorry was I doing it wrong? Jennifer was telling me that guys liked it when you put your mouth on them and I just thought…” “No, no. It’s not that. It’s just..” *knock knock* The latch to the classroom door opened and the butterflies turned to fear in an instant. I panicked and quietly rolled under Mr. Walkers desk tucking myself as far back into the opening as I could. He quickly followed by rolling himself in front of me. “Steve, David and I are going out to la hacienda tonight for Margheritas, would you and Ana like to join us?” I could see Mrs. Bonhert’s feet stop just a foot away from the front of his desk. U uu yeah yeah, I’ll have to call her and see what she’s doing but I think we can make it?“ Their voices trailed off and I could hear him stutter as I let my hands slowly creep up to his still hard and dribbling cock. What was driving me? I didn’t know and didn’t care, all I knew was that I wanted it closer to me. Wanted to taste it more. I again let my tongue slide over the head of his cock this time letting a spurt shoot into my mouth. I latched on to the end of his manhood and more gingerly massaged the shaft with my full lips. I could hear him struggle to usher Mrs. Bonhert away. “listen, Rhonda, I have a ton…” my lips reached far down his shaft “… Of work I have to finish. I’ll call you and let you know if we can make it.” His rough hand tried to push me away but the smell of my sex on his fingers just made me want more. I continued to stroke him gently paying attention to the parts I couldn’t fit in my mouth, with my tongue. “ if you could shut the door, I don’t like being distracted.” “sure.” Mrs. Bonhert closed the door again and after a moment, after he was sure she was gone he rolled away from me. “Cassandra, what you’re doing is wrong! This is wrong! We could have gotten in so much trouble! I could’ve lost my job, my wife…” I interrupted him “I’m not going to tell anyone.” I wiped my chin crawling out and stood in front of him. “well you can’t!” his face looked worried but again the voice egged me on, called me to go further. “I won’t… And I’ll leave you alone… If you let me feel it.” I bit my lip. “What do you mean?? You felt it pretty good I think.” he scoffed and ran his fingers through his hair again. “I mean I want to rub it a little… On myself” I hiked up my skirt showing myself to him again and his cock jumped with excitement. I smiled. “no, no! Absolutely not!” I walked towards him and slowly straddled him in his chair. “just a little… I whispered into his ear as I reached between us and started stroking his penis against my soaked lips. ” It feels so good… “ I moaned as Mr. Walkers eyes rolled and he softly​ pleaded ” please Cassandra please stop… “ I lifted my hips and teased the entrance of my sex with the thick, solid head of his. "Please Cassie…” “I want this…” I cut him off. I couldn’t finish my thought or any other thoughts as everything became sensation. I felt the warmth of his slicked cock press at my tight entrance. I gasped hard as my slit fought him against my will and it started to pinch becoming painful. I caught my breath as I thought he had reached the depth of me. “It might not fit ” I smiled and let more of my weight guide me further onto his cock. He moaned and grabbed my hips trying to push my away but I comforted him and pressed myself further down his shaft. I stayed there for what seemed like minutes waiting for my pain to subside. It was more shocking than painful but I took a breath and in one motion, I felt the sharp pain of my womanhood being given and the fullness of his cock spread me apart. I slowly rose off of him slowly and I winced an whimpered into his into my bit lip as I felt his bulbous head at my entrance again. “Just relax…” I whispered as he shuttered and began to slide his length further and more slowly this time into me. Was this sex? This had to be sex! This had to be what my friends whispered about. What the boys laughed about. What adults wouldn’t mention. It had to be. The pain was nearly gone as I again rose off of him and pushed him into me. By the 4th stroke it was gone and replaced by a more familiar sensation. Though now, it was coming from deeper inside of me. This had to be sex. I felt so full, so complete with every stroke I took. Slowly I was building speed. “Mmmm mmmmfff mmmmmmmmfff…” I was speeding up to match the tingling coming deep inside of me. I gripped the arm of his chair hard reaching under my shirt and pulled at my tits underneath my bra. He couldn’t move. I was giving myself up, using him, and it felt… Right. I never wanted it to end… Faster, and faster I fucked him. Until I could hear and feel his tightening balls slap against my ass, teasimg my clit with a free hand. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. “I’m going to cum inside you..” he whispered between thrusts. “MMMMMM!!!” as if they were magic words I felt my first vaginal orgasm explode and wash over me as I felt warm gushes fill my belly. “NNnnggggg!” he grunted deeply and I bucked my hips hard burying him so deep I could feel the end of his cock just under my belly button. Each spurt made my legs shake and a little whimper escaped me. I was in love. Not with my teacher, but with sex. I wanted to be full, always. I never wanted him to pull out. After a few moments however, I was disappointed. He asked “do you have even have panties?” Breathlessly I nodded. “where?” I pointed to my bag and he rolled in his chair, keeping himself burried in me, over to it snatching it up. He quickly rummaged through and pulled them out. I lifted myself off of him and grabbed them from him. “You keep them” I smiled as I tucked them into a drawer in his desk. “You can’t tell anyone… “ he breathlessly cooed "Do you understand?” I smiled and nodded as I adjusted my bra and straightened my skirt. A small smile cracked on his face. I took a few steps towards the door and he rushed past me unlocking it. Just then I felt a small gush of warmth slip from inside of me and slide down my leg, wetting my skirt a little. I cooed an gave him a kiss on the cheek passing him.

next thing i knew, i woke up already sucking at daddy’s cock. he was petting my hair, whispering little phrases at me, and holding my lower lip open for him to slide slowly in and out of my mouth. instinctually while i was sleeping, i had sucked on his cock, same as i would my thumb. he petted my hair again and whispered go back to sleep babygirl. i relaxed hearing that, and started drifting asleep, sucking on daddy like a thumb to soothe me.

suddenly, i woke to a cramp in my tummy. daddy was overtop of me, he had slowly moved me from my side to my back. my shoulders and hips had been lowered so i would lie flat on the bed. the blankets were thrown haphazardly to the side to expose my breasts, which i realized were freezing and my nipples were hard. daddy had his hands wrapped around my shoulders from the bottom, holding me in place close to him. i felt the cramp again, but as my consciousness started to catch up i realized what it was. daddy was thrusting deep and slow into me. i could feel my pussy had gotten wet for him, even while i slept. the pain again. i turned my head to look at daddy. he stopped me and instead growled into my ear, don’t you dare move, you keep taking that cock. i stopped struggling and he growled down again, that’s my good babygirl, yes right there, stay there princess. he gripped my shoulders tighter, pulling himself even deeper into me. he kissed my neck and slammed himself in and out of me a few fast times and filled me at the deepest moment. i cried out in pain, but daddy kept kissing my neck and started slowing his thrusts. he whispered between kisses, shh back to sleep now, you did so well baby, you were so good.

…and I fucked him.

No lie. Hadn’t planned on it. I had too much to do. Fresh out the shower, hair wrapped in a towel, I was fully dressed (shorts and a tank), and was ready to let him in so I could go on about my day.

As he was working and we made small awkward chatter as anyone would when a stranger comes into their home to do repairs, he kept looking at me like I was a sandwich. I knew what he wanted. I also know my role.

I said, “Sir? I can’t help but notice you staring. Do you like what you see?”

He smiled uneasily, but then licked his lips and said, “Yes ma'am I do.” He had dimples. My nipples got hard and he noticed it. He says to me, “I think you like what you see too..” He starts rubbing the bulge in his pants but I moved his hand away.

“No, let me do that for you.”

I got on my knees and pulled out his big dick and started sucking it like it was fresh elote. His moans triggered the slut in me and I was slopping saliva all over the fucking place. I was getting really wet so I stuck my hand in my shorts and started fingering my pussy. As I started to moan he pulled my head back by my hair and said, “ Make yourself cum.” So, I did.

After I came, this manbeast lifted me up and carried me upstairs to the bed room. I felt uneasy because my man sleeps in that bed. I told him. He said, “At this point, I’m the only man you have to worry about.”

He pulled my shorts and panties off. Ripped my tank (bastard) and sucked and nibbled my nipples like popsicles. The asshole even left hickeys on my tits..

He shoved his dick in me so hard and fast it knocked the breath out of me and I gasped for air. He pinned my arms down so i couldn’t move and leaned into me eye level. The look he gave me told me he didn’t care about me; that I was just his fuck toy, his favorite one.. I wanted to be. He fucked me so hard it became a little painful.

“Please… easy.. slower..” I pleaded.

He grunted. He went faster and harder. He slapped my tits. He slapped my face. Before I knew it, I was squirting and cumming all over his cock. I didn’t know his name so I just screamed in pleasure.

He rolled onto his back still inside me and I rode him like it was Twerkfest 101. He liked it because he gave in and became sensual… rubbing my ass, sucking my tits, kissing my neck… it was short lived however, once he pushed my head to the side, grabbed my hips and started fucking me hard underneath. It was magical. I started to moan loudly and he covered my mouth.

“Shut the fuck up. I’m gonna cum inside you.” He wasn’t wearing a condom..

This is where it got crazy…

“No you can’t!” I tried to move off of him, but he slapped me so hard i was dizzy. He shoved his dick harder and faster and as he started to moan, and grunt, and thrash his hips I felt his cum oozing inside of me, dripping out of me. He stuck his hand into my cum filled pussy, and rubbed my clit until I came so hard i was grinding my pussy against his fingertips and didn’t care that I had probably just been impregnated by a total stranger. Thinking we were done, I try to get up but he flips me on my stomach and started fucking me again from behind. My cum and his cum has things so lubricated it actually feels better than our first round.

He leaned down and massaged my sensitive nipples as he continued to fuck me. I lost track of time. I lost track of everything. I was just focused on pleasing him and making sure he was enjoying his casual moment. He started going deeper and I knew I was going to cum..i could feel it building up in my pelvis like a wave.

“OH GOD I’M CUMMING…” I screamed. He slapped my ass so hard over and over as i came it stung. He then pulled out and just stared at me. I could hear him jacking off.

“You just came all over my dick.”

“Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?” I went to roll over but he pinned me down so hard i felt my back crack. I could feel him fingering my asshole, which I do not like.

“You have a beautiful ass.” He moaned into my ear.

“STOP.” I told him. He stops, but then he begins to slide his dick into my ass. I squirm but his body weight wins.

“Just fucking relax.” Is what he said. I counted the thrusts. I counted sheep. I waited until the pain eased up and was surprised how enjoyable it became. He started fingering my pussy and lost it. I was throwing my ass back like i was pro at anal sex. He started to fuck me harder and the pain returned. I moaned in pain as he moaned in pleasure.

He enjoyed seeing me in pain; it turned him on. He was on top of me digging his dick as far into my ass as he could. I swear he touched my soul.

“STOP. It’s too much. It’s too much.” I pleaded. I had tears in my voice. I had real tears on my cheeks. He only went harder and faster.

“You’re. Such. A. Good. Girl…” He gasped with every thrust as he came deep inside my ass completely ignoring my painful pleading. He pulled out and all was quiet. The cum was dripping down the sides of my ass cheeks. He walked to the bathroom and left me laying there. I heard the bath water running and I could smell my fresh honey cocoa soap wash.

I couldn’t move. I was sore. I was afraid. What just happened? It was fun then it became… scary.

Before I knew it he lifted me up and placed me into the freshly run bath.

“Here drink some water.” He gave me a sip of bottled water. He then began to wash me. He washed my hair, my back, my breasts, my everything. He lotioned me up and dressed me and offered me lunch.

“I care about your well-being. I will be back to check on you tomorrow same time. Get your rest.” He kissed my neck.

“Wait, I didn’t even catch your name? Number? Nothing.”

“My name doesn’t matter to you anymore. You gave yourself to me. I own you. You knew that the minute you got on your knees and worshipped my dick. If it’s not Mister or Sir, you won’t be speaking to me at all. I will send you a text with more instructions for tomorrow. No cumming until I see you again. You ONLY cum for me. I’ll be bringing a female guest as well, please make sure she feels welcome. Have a great afternoon Val.”

“shhh, it’s all just a dream, baby. dont make this hard for me now. just drift back off to sleep like a good doll.”

he pounded me as hard and deep as he could. it felt like he was gonna break through and rape a baby directly into my fertile womb. i tried to scream, it hurt so much, but it was muffled under his big, strong hand. he used his free hand to smack me and began to choke me with it making me cum on his cock. that would’ve been my third or fourth at this point and he smiled knowing that.

he leaned forward, grinning and laughing as he growled in my ear asking me “you like that, slut? you like when i strangle and break you, you fucking masochist?” i squirmed underneath him, causing him to laugh more. he licked my cheek, “it feels so good when you struggle.”

i felt my cunt spasm again and squirted. he smacked me for ruining his shirt before getting up and grabbing something out of his dresser and a pillowcase. after covering my head with the pillowcase he shoved something thick, curved, and familiar inside of my sopping wet hole. i quickly realized it was my dog cock dildo but not quickly enough. before i could register what was happening i felt him stick his cock inside too, stretching me out and telling me what he was doing was punishment for being a difficult brat who made a mess all over him and his bed. he used the pillowcase to strangle me more as he fucked me.

he choked me until i felt my head go fuzzy before pulling his dick out. he kept the dildo in, spreading my legs and telling me not to make anything else difficult for him unless i wanted to get hurt. i nodded and whimpered, unsure and excited about what was gonna happen to me next, i should’ve known better though. he made me keep my hole spread wide for him as he shoved the dildo’s thick, veiny knot inside of me and stirred up my insides with the shaft. i cried out again but he wasnt finished. i felt him lean down and lick my asshole which was already soaked from my cum. i knew what he was gonna do next and begged him to have mercy, promising to be good.

he sat up and mounted me again, prodding my twitching rosebud with the head of his hungry cock, “oh i know you’ll be good.” he kissed me gently through the pillowcase, “this isn’t even for punishment. i just want to hear you scream some more.”

and with that he shoved it in my ass, forcing it inside in one go the way he did my pussy when he thought i was asleep. and yes i did scream more. he sodomized me viciously as he fucked my cunt knot deep with a dog dick asking me which one i liked more. i didn’t know how to answer him, they both felt so good and i didn’t want to admit to him, or myself, that i was a dirty slut who liked getting double penetrated. even if i did have an answer, i was getting fucked and abused so sadistically i couldn’t stop cumming. before i knew it i was half brain dead and he was letting a load out into my stretched, torn asshole. he pulled out and admired my gaping ass and watched with glee as my pussy pushed the dildo out. Sir looked at my broken, half conscious body, pleased with himself as he always is after a good, rough fucking.

he kissed my forehead and whispered, “let that all sink in for a while. it isn’t like you can go anywhere so you might as well.”