neosir

Sitting in your class staring at into the blue, you're a woman in your thirties, you almost regret coming in the first place, but psychology was one of your many interests, but since your parents wanted you to follow their steps and study finance and business to take over their company, you obeyed, setting all your interests aside promising yourself that you will fulfill them later in your life.

And now the professor who is probably closer to you in age than any other student here was yapping about something that you couldn't care less about, unnecessary talk, you were perked up at first when you heard animal behaviour but he somehow involved humans in the talk so you blurred his voice out of your mind.

 When you're back home and open the group chat for that class, you then realize that you have to make a whole presentation about the similarities between human behaviour and animal behaviour.

So that's what this was all about.

You groan, frustrated and call yourself stupid for not paying attention in that stupid class.

Maybe you should drop out, but that means you gave up and you don't like giving up.

So you open some websites talking about it, start up with basics, theories and how humans are actually animals which you found beyond ridiculous.

You were disturbed by a phone ring, rolling your eyes, you  grab your phone and answer the call.

“Hello? Who is this?” You ask irritatingly.

“Ma'am? I'm Riku!” He answers, his voice soft.

“Did you change your number?” You remove your phone from your ear to make sure this isn't the same number he calls you from.

“Yes I did.” He says and he somehow sounds like he wants to hide.

Riku was an intern at your company, he was new. All the women in the office would always be head over heels for him, because of how pretty he was, it was just easier for them to talk to him.

Even if you weren't engaged with gossip, you still knew riku, and passing by to go to your office, you'd hear words here and there.

He never caught your interest, he was another attractive worker, and like any other worker here, the place would eventually make him uglier, and to note that he was the youngest employee you had, you couldn't risk getting involved with something so young.

But he was indeed a man with charm and you fell for it, it's how he would ask you for help instead of his other seniors claiming that you know better since this is technically your company. He would ask you questions, his voice soft and as confused as his expression looking at you with dumb pretty eyes.

He comes over to your place while you are still working on that stupid presentation on your laptop.

He walks over to the kitchen with the grocery he bought, putting everything in place before walking up to you and sitting next to you. 

“What are you doing?” he asks, looking at you with those eyes that had no thoughts behind them.

“I'm doing a presentation” you say, your eyes on the laptop in front of you, reading over some study.

“What is it about?” He asks.

“Appearantly I have to write about how humans and animals are similar in behaviour, it's stupid, so now I have to read about how we behave like fucking sharks or something ” you say rolling your eyes just thinking your professor's face.

“Why don't you make your own study?” He suggests, looking genuine

“how am I supposed to do that riku?” You finally look at him, riku wasn't definitely the smartest but his stupidity sometimes had good ideas, maybe not this one but sometimes.

“You know, do it on me..like pet play” he suggests.

The suggestion makes you freeze, it was a stupid idea, but why not? It serves a scientific purpose after all.

“And how exactly would we do that?” you  raise an eyebrow. 

He doesn't say anything, he just gets on the floor, all fours.

“what are you doing?” You scoff at how ridiculous he looks, but he does look cute.

“I'm a cat….or a dog?” He shrugs, you chuckle at his ridiculousness.

You cup his face and give him a kiss on the lips.

“Are you a good kitty?” You ask, resting back, he nods eagerly.

“How about showing me? Yeah? Prove it then baby” you order, laying back against the backrest of the couch and spread your legs slightly enough to get between them.

Allowing him to remove your pants eagerly, he tries to hide his excitement behind a neutral face but you can see it in how fast he starts to take your pants, when your pants are removed, he latches his mouth onto your panties covered cunt.

“Oh fuck yes baby good job” you moan, your fingers running through his hair as his tongue cirlces around your clit, you arch your back desperate for more fraction.

“Did you leave my panties on to tease me riku?” You ask but you don't get a replay, he was already too pussy drunk to function anything while between your legs.

You roll your eyes and pull him away by his hair

“Did you leave my fucking panties on trying to tease me riku?” You ask, your voice more firm, he knows you don't like to be teased, yet he chose to disobey anyways.

“I'm sorry ma'am” he replies, looking at you with big teary eyes, which makes you feel guilty.

“You are gonna do this properly like a good boy, yeah?” You say as you take your panties off, he nods before sliding back between your legs, munching on your cunt, tongue deep licking at your clit, you were feeling close, so close.you moan closing your eyes, losing yourself in the sensation of his tongue on your wetness and it finally hit, the wave of pleasure, making you bite your lips as you let yourself calm down from the high of the orgasm.

His face was coated but he was licking desperately at whatever his tongue could collect.

“Since you were such a good boy for me…come on here” you pat next to you which he obeys immediately, sitting on the couch, your hand sliding to his waistband, pulling down at the fabric, he squirms slightly at first before relaxing.

You remove his boxers, revealing his dick, the flushed pink tip leaking precum.

“How pathetic” you say with feign sympathy which makes him squirm.

“Be good and stop moving riku.” You command before grabbing his cock giving it slow teasing strokes, you look at his face seeing how annoyed he is at your slow pace.

You continue with your slow pace before he speaks up 

“Can you..go faster?” He asks

“Did I give you permission to talk?” You ask raising an eyebrow, he freezes realizing he messed up

“You're just like an animal, desperate for pleasure” you chuckle as you watch his face become light red from the embarrassment and how his cock is getting harder from your degrading words.

You stand up and go to your bedroom, he follows you there.

“I'm sorry” he pouts looking at you with big teary eyes.

You pull him with you to your bed 

“I know you are baby” you sigh, and hug him.

“Anyways, let's proceed”you finish off.

You remove your own pants and panties laying on bed.

“Go on, show me how much of an animal are you baby” you hum spreading your legs, he desperately gets between your legs, pushing his cock inside you, he whimpers, burying his face in your chest as he feels your warmth revolving around him, he pushes inside until he's bottomed out, before pulling back and pushing back in, he moans into your chest and he thrusts inside you, whining as he feels close.

“C-can I come” he looks up as he asks.

The closer he felt to his orgasm the blurry his vision got.

He opens his mouth to say something but he is only able to let out an incoherent noise, voice whiny and high.

And when you finally nod, giving him permission, he lets go, burying his face deeper in your chest as he comes. Moaning desperately as he empties himself inside you.

He pulls out after finishing, going down to lick you clean, his tongue getting deeper just to clean you up, like a good kitten.

You run your hands in his hair as he licks you clean and after finishing he comes up to kiss you smiling.

Past

he coldness was instead, making you feel dizzy, you were wearing a crazy amount of layers of clothes, and you still felt coldness tingle in your finger tips and the tip of your nose but the issue was that there was a big exam coming up tomorrow, you've been studying for it for the past two weeks preparing yourself and today you were planning to review it one last time.

You hear someone call your name from behind, turning your head, you find your crush running up to you.

“Jeez y/n you're hella quick for someone this small” he says panting running his fingers through his hair before looking you in the eyes.

“Aren't you cold Johnny?” You ask softly 

“meh not really” he says

“This is so unfair” you whine

“Yeah anyways I need help with studying”

Of course he does, Johnny was the school heartthrob, popular, athletic, handsome, surprisingly—a  gentleman, everything a girl would want, he played on the school football team, so obviously he is too busy to study.

“Yeah sure” you say adjusting your glasses, he gives you a wide grin before thanking you.

In all the time you had in the summer—the last summer before being an adult, instead of going out saying goodbye to your local town and to your so called friends, you were busy looking for universities far away from town, the heat was too insufferable to handle, how can the cold make you feel like you were gonna die and the heat make you feel like an absolute shit.

You try to distract yourself by writing essays and choosing the best universities for your chosen major.

You look out the window of your room and find Johnny being surrounded by girls flirting with him, he has a shirtless sweat glinting off his chest, all the girls around him are way prettier than you, you'd think.

You were dorky, you wore glasses that always slid off your face, you would read until falling asleep, and the only time Johnny would look at you as more than a friend would be in your dream.

Present 

You lay on our bed under a blanket, the coldness making your fingers slightly shiver as you look through your emails deleting unimportant emails.

Your eyes land on an email titled ‘reunion invitation’ you raise an eyebrow and open the email—it was your high school, who sees this weather and thinks reunion ? You scoff at how ridiculous it was, you read through the email, it was the usual bullshit every year, you never went to any of those but they still send you an invitation anyways, always doing these reunions at chaotic and diabolical times of the year and now they're doing it at the mid of the cold when you would probably faint right there, but you were curious, ten years have passed and a lot could change in ten years, you were curious on what happened to the popular girls and the annoying unfunny ‘class clown’.

You were pretty sure no one would remember you, the dorky girl with little to no friends and sat in the back of the class and ate her lunch in the toilet stall because no one would let you sit with them.

Now you've grown into a gorgeous woman, working a pretty stable job…maybe going won't be so bad after all.

You arrive at town, seemingly that the colors of it disappeared, every colorful store and shop was now minimalistic the cars going from different colors to mainly black and white which makes you sigh—nothing truly lasts forever, you booked a room at a small motel you remember, the same one your mom would tell you not to get near to because all the scary clowns lived in whenever you played a little too close to it.

It was simple, just enough to stay in overnight, deciding to rest before the reunion.

You walk into  the school wearing a long dress covering your whole body yet embracing your curves, wearing a fur coat over it which was enough given that the event was indoors, the warmth of the room evolving around you.

You looked around and it was surprisingly busy, a lot of people were there, you recognised some faces but you really didn't expect anyone to really recognise you, not being friends with anyone or being in touch with any except maybe some of your teachers.

You go pour yourself a drink when you felt a presence next to you, not really caring who it was

“Y/n?” The voice speaks up, you turn your head and it was Wendy, she was the popular girl, the nice pretty one who helped everyone, but she wasn't as nice as everyone thought really, she was the one to spread rumours about other people, you'd hear it from the toilet stall at lunch time when she and some of her friends would sneak there to pick their new victim.

“Oh hello wendy” you say and give her a smile that doesn't quite reach your eyes.

“Oh you…changed!” She says, not sure if this was an insult or a compliment.

“Oh yeah..you too” you say awkwardly 

“Come with me, the old group is there” she pointed at a corner pulling you with her before you could even refuse.

Your eyes fall on them one by one, getting weird nostalgia and memories flooding your brain.

Then your gaze fixes on him, there he was, he was standing out due to his height and his athletic form compared to the balding men with ‘dad bods’ next to him, god some men just age so badly.

This brings the memories of when you used to stress after they tell you to write their essays for them because they had games, parties or just day outs, barely sleeping, to get it finished so they would still talk to you occasionally.

You greet them all before excusing yourself to the toilet.

You stare at yourself in the mirror then look at the same stall you used to eat lunch in which makes you laugh at the memory, it was obviously different now but it gave you a sense of comfort and familiarity.

You exit the toilet and go back to the room of the party and enter the balcony.

The school was completely different now, the streets, the car, even the school, becoming more minimalistic with beige black and white colors filling every inch of the school.

You hear the sounds of footsteps behind you and turn around to find no one other than Johnny.

“Oh hey y/n” he says as he rests his arms on the railing.

You don't respond just looking into the dark sky.

“Hpw has it been?” He asks 

“It has been good” you reply, the cold starting to hit your bones slowly.

“Great to know you've been good, it's really great I got to see you again” he says and smiles.

You two keep doing small talk, being somewhat nostalgic, because maybe it's the fact that he never talked to you unless he wanted help with school work, you can't lie you had a crush on him and you were dumb enough to help him thinking he's doing that because he likes you, until he started dating wendy only then you realised you've been living rather a fantasy and that teenage love is stupid and it isn't like in the movies where  the bad boy falls in love with the nerdy girl for some reasons.

You were getting obviously cold now, body slightly shaking now, lips shivering.

He puts his suit jacket over your body, it swallows you whole, he is a big guy.

“Let's get you inside Yeah?” He says gently leading you inside.

“I think I will go home” you say weakly 

“I will drive you Yeah?” He suggests and you didn't really try to resist so he leads the way to his car.

Turning the heater on trying to warm you up.

“Where are you staying?” He asks as he fastens his seat belt.

“the motel” you say, shivering slightly.

He holds you in his arms as he reaches for your room.

“Where are the keys?” He asks you, his head turning to look down at you.

“I'm fine now Johnny, thanks for your help” you say dismissively.

“Don't be like that y/n, I wanna make sure you're able to actually get in there and not faint in the middle of the hall.” You roll your eyes and grab your room key out of your purse and hand it to him.

He unlocks the door and leads you inside to your bed.

“Do they have heaters here,” he asks and raises an eyebrow looking around for a heater.

“You know they're too cheap to do that Johnny, it's not like they get a lot of visitors all the time” you say, laying your bed, not bothering to take your dress off.

He lays on the bed next to you, you're not really sure what he's trying to do, if he goes too far or tries to get physical kick him in the balls—you were prepared, it's until he cups your face and makes you look him in his dark eyes, his gaze makes you shrink but it doesn't last long before he kisses you, all your thoughts melting away.

Your hands come up to run into his hair, you moan against his mouth.

He pulls away and is quick to take his pants off, his cock standing right in front of you.

He pulls you on his lap pushing your dress up helping you take it off as soon as possible.

His eyes then land on your soaking panties.

He grabs his cock sliding his cock between your thighs, fucking himself against your wet panties, feeling the pleasure of the fraction of your thighs stroking his cock, his hands gripping your hips as his tip releases pre cum the sight a lot making your cunt more slick 

The feeling of his thick shaft against your clothed pussy makes you let out a weak whine, you bury your face in his shoulder, he holds you close as he feels his release hitting him he let out a groan 

“Oh fuck i need to fuck you please” he asks and you nod.

He pushes your panties to the side pushing his thick head into your hole

“Oh fuck you're big” you gasp 

“Shh you can take it y/n” he whispers as he pushes himself inside you, it feels endless, sighing in relief when he bottoms out.

Bouncing you up and down his cock.

He kisses your head gently as he bounces you up and down, one of his hands sliding down stroking your clit making you moan louder. Your pussy clenching onto his cock as the pit in your stomach grows feeling closer to your orgasm.

“Let go baby, come on” he whispers as his thumb and index pinches your m

Bud makes you cry out arching your back as your release hits you, making you collapse on his chest, he holds you wrapping his arms around your body.

You were already tired, burying your face in his collarbone as you fell asleep.

The next day you wake up to an empty bed, though you were tucked in with a note laying on the pillow next to yours with his number and a

“Be warm my love.”

As You were waiting for your friend at the cafe–watching the crispy brown leaves fall from the tree.

your head turning every time the bell over the door rings, hot chocolate in hand siping slowly. When he finally shows up giving you a small smile his soft dimples appear on his cheeks.

“Sorry, did I keep you waiting?” He asks as he sits in front of you.

“No, not really,” you say, shaking your head. He nods and orders himself a hot chocolate as well.

“Well why did you call me here?” You ask tilting your head to the side.

Last night while watching another boring ‘classic’ , your phone rings making you roll your eyes but when you see who's calling you straighten up and clear your throat–you might have a little crush on Kun, why shouldn't you? Even your mutual friends did have a little crush on him as well.

With his comforting smile, his presence feeling warm, his voice gentle, he was an overall great man, with a great job and a really great body.

“Hi y/n? Can you hear me?” He says over the phone his gentle tone making you melt instantly.

“Yeah wassup?” You say trying to sound cool but cringing at yourself.

“Can we meet up tomorrow?” He asks which makes your heart skip a beat, is he asking you on a date? Is this when he finally confesses his love for you?

“Yeah sure, just say where and when?” You say after clearing your throat. He sends you the address and the time.

“Well y/n I need to ask you a favor?”

“Yeah sure” you say and nod

“I need you to…Well I need you to be my girlfriend— Well fake it” he says and the first part really got you smiling internally before it crushes over you.

“Oh- and why?” You ask not being able to find a reason on why kun should have a fake girlfriend when he can genuinely have any girl he wants and for real.

“My parents are coming over next week and I kind of lied about having a girlfriend, and as you know I'm not really focused on dating right now.” He says – of course he isn't interested in dating silly you.

“I will pay you even, just help me out please.”  

“I–okay I will” you say and you can see a smile beam on his face

“Thank you y/n.”

For the next few days, you two practice, talking about stuff only couples would know hobbies, allergies, embarrassing childhood memories, how you two met, and you can't help but like him even more which makes your heart heavy–you shouldn't have agreed to do this but on the bright side you're getting to play date and paid for it too! 

He texts you the day his parents come, telling you to come over because he told them his ‘girlfriend’ would be there too.

You arrive after his parents, you hear laughs inside before sighing and knocking.

He opens the door with a smile.

“Look who's here!” He says brightly wrapping his arm around your shoulder pulling you inside with him.

“Mom dad, this is my girlfriend!” He say and you smile and wave awkwardly

“Oh sweetheart, she is so beautiful” his mother smiles and hugs you.

“She's not only beautiful, mom she's also very smart too” he says which makes you nearly gasp but you calm yourself reminding yourself that this is all a lie.

Dinner came around and the food was good but the fact that he made it–made it taste even better. You compliment his cooking and so do his parents which he just dismisses shyly.

After dinner his parents naturally felt sleepy now, you excuse yourself to leave because it was already but kun– as the gentleman he is couldn't let his ‘girlfriend’ go home this late at night alone and insists on you staying with them tonight.

After his parents go to sleep you look at him awkwardly while he is texting someone on the phone.

“Well do you have a guest room or something?” You ask which makes him look up at you and shakes his head.

“my parents are sleeping in the guest room, you'll sleep with me” he says like it's a completely normal thing to say.

“And you can't sleep on the couch because my parents wake up early in the morning and they will check on us” he says before you could even think of another solution and just simply nod.

He leads you to his room which was obviously tidy and neat, the smell of him lingering in the room.

“You should probably change into something more comfortable, find something cozy I will go make tea” he says before leaving the room

You sigh and open the closet. The clothes neatly folded outside clothes and inside clothes in different sections precisely put in color order and now thinking about it, kun dating someone like you or even thinking about it seems like an awfully unrealistic idea.

You pick some grey sweatpants and a black shirt which was obviously loose and big on you, you pull the pants up and tie it up.

He walks into the room and look at you before smiling 

“You look silly,” he says as he sets the two cups of tea down on the nightstand.

“I know I look stupid” you huff and roll your eyes.

“I think you look cute though” he shrugs as he says so

“Yeah right” you say more to yourself.

“I also forgot to ask how long are your parents staying?” You say, turning around to face him

“Ten days, so you just have to help me out a little more than I expected” 

“It's okay I got nothing better to do anyways” you say and shrug– grabbing the warm cup taking small sips of it.

The next day you wake up groggy the side next to you empty and neat you sigh at the idea of making your bed, you get up and make it look as neat as possible

You walk out to see that everyone is already awake and they're all seeing how messy you are in the morning messy hair and groggy look you flinch internally at the thought.

“Babe you're awake!” Kun speaks up his tone bright as he hug you and kisses your cheek

“You should freshen up, we're taking my parents to see the city today right?” He says with a smile, you look at him confused but agree regardless.

While outside his parents keep on asking you questions, what you do for work, where you grew up and his parents were surprisingly nice, you'd have guessed they would be strict given how kun is now.

“So when are you two planning on getting married?” His mother asks with a smile on her face.

“Well- we thought we could Uh wait for a bit more” you say hesitantly and she nods clearly not impressed by the answer.

You turn to Kun to see him give you an encouraging nod and a small smile.

He buys you flowers when his parents enter the flower shop after his parents whisper in his ear for a bit which makes you feel a little self aware.

But the rest of the night was fairly nice.

For the next week he takes on from there you go home and go back to your normal life no more free money, except he would call you eventually in front of his parents to seem legit.

The ninth night he tells you to come, since it was his parents last night and they would tell you goodbye before they leave, which makes your heart melt and your face flush a little.

When you arrive the weather is a bit chilly. Your feet are stepping on the crunchy leaves as you walk to the door, knocking gently with one of your hands as your other hand holds gifts for his parents.

“Oh y/n!!” His mother says as she opens the door and hugs you

“Hello ma'am” you say, hugging her back, her hug warm, reminding you of your own mother.

“I brought some gifts, but you gotta open it when you go back home okay” you say as you hand her the bags of surprises

“Oh sweetheart you shouldn't have done that,” she says, her smile warm and comforting now you know where Kun got his smile from.

Kun and his father were in the dining room already, arguing about god knows what, his mother clearing her throat which makes both men go quiet and turn to face her

“Oh baby hi” kun says smiling while walking to you wrapping his arms around your waist.

“You look stunning today” he compliments looking down at your outfit. You mumble a little thanks, he holds your hand squeezing it gently.

After dinner and dessert, apparently both his parents have a sweet tooth, his parents decide to go to bed to get some sleep since their flight is early in the morning.

“You looked tense today, are you okay?” He asks worryingly.

“I'm okay” you smile softly, but his expression was unsatisfied with that answer, he suddenly reaches out massaging your shoulders, his touch makes you shiver, but the feeling of his hands working through your knots makes you let out an involuntary whine.

“You should relax y/n” he whispers in your ear as he looks at you through the mirror.

“You're always so tense around me” he says semi mocking which makes your face flush.

He pouts a little and looks at your eyes through the mirror.

“Come on–why aren't you speaking hm?” He asks, his hands suddenly press down onto your shoulders which makes you let out a little whimper.

“See you're so tense, relax okay?” He hums his hands massaging gently, he leans down kissing your neck down from the base up to behind your ear, his kisses as you expect it, gentle and warm which makes you shiver, you close your eyes feeling his kisses, he clicks his tongue disapprovingly 

“Open your eyes y/n, look at how much of a mess you are” he says, his words harsh yet his tone is gentle.

You force your eyes to open, looking at the mirror as his hand slides down to your clothed cunt, you feel like you're unable to breath, his fingers rub against your clothed cunt which makes you gasp, while his other hand slides up pushing two fingers into your mouth

“Do you think you can take my cock in your sweet mouth?” He asks as his fingers are pushed deeper into your throat and the other hand rubbing your wetness.

You nod desperately, he pulls his hands away from your body and turns you around to face him pushing you to your knees unbuckling his belt with one of his hands while his other one is pressed on your head.

He pulls out his pulsing cock, he pushes your head to suck him off barely able to take all of him, gagging on his cock as he thrusts his hips deeper, holding your head steady as he fucks your mouth 

“Fuck baby, your mouth is– Oh god” he couldn't finish the sentence his brows knitting together as he feels closer to release spilling a series of curse words as he spills his cum into your mouth, holding your head still as he empties himself in your mouth.

He helps you stand up and starts removing your pants , after he does so, he lays you on the bed and spreads your legs, getting between your legs, pulling your panties to the side, pushing his cock in slowly groaning as he does so, he helps take your shirt off and cups your breasts through your bra squeezing them gently.

“Kun please – need more please” you whine, his slow pace killing you.

“I know baby I know” he says leaning down and kissing you, his head trailing down from your lips to your cleavage, he removes your bra latching his mouth to one of your nipples, moaning as he sucks it, your pussy clenching around his tip inside you which makes him groan the vibrations making you whimper.

He finally decides to give in, pushing his hips inside you, thrusting into you with a punishing pace, you feel close to your own orgasm, a warm pit created in your stomach making you see stars in front of you as he keeps pounding you.

When you finally let yourself come, your eyes closed shut hands gripping at the bedsheets as your release goes down your legs messing up your already ruined panties and the bed sheets which are definitely not your yours but your mind was too fuzzy to even think about such a thing now you were focused on making him fill you up, your cunt gripping on his cock desperately milking him.

his thrusts becoming rougher as he feels closer to coming, his grip on your hips tighten as he fucks you harder but he suddenly stops finally feeling the warm liquid coating your velvet walls your cunt milking him off every last drip. He pulls out some of his cum spilling out but he pushes it back in, your cunt accepting it greedily.

Your Image of alphas has been tinted ever since your father ran off after your mother reported him due to abuse, and since you were a child, you only know what your mom tells you, the way he cheated, the way he would get drunk, and gets mad and hit her if she doesn't make him dinner, he would completely neglect you, your clothes getting smaller on you, your mother unable to buy you new clothes since your father spends that money in alcohol and gambling, your mother grew to think it was all because of you, she would only spend money on you because she has to, only buying you necessities telling you to work for something if you want it, she would stay a long time at work which you know she does in purpose then come home drunk.

This whole situation makes your hatred towards alphas rise, badmouthing them and avoiding becoming friends with one just for the sake of them being alphas.

Nowadays your mother has been coming home in a better mood and sober, the change confuses you but you're happy you don't have to clean up behind your drunk mother anymore, she would sometimes go out on the weekends wearing fancy dresses that you're sure she can't even afford and coming back in a one of the cars you would only see in movies where it belongs to the rich business man or something, but it was something your mother surely could never afford, sometimes she would come home with shopping bags oh high end brands, which made you question what the hell was happening but as long as she stayed away from your business, you didn't really mind.

It was a sunny day, the temperature disgustingly high, when your mom came into your room as you brush through your wet hair after taking a cold shower, she places an expensive looking dress and shoes on your bed carefully 

“We are expecting a guest, so you better wear this, and behave” she says sternly, you nod, you just have to stay patient, summer vacation isn't that long, when you finally turned eighteen you were more than relieved, you'll apply for a scholarship, maybe pay for a small apartment while finding a side hustle, planning to stay this summer just to save up as much as you can, not spending much on clothes and electronics.

You get dressed in the white floral dress that reaches your knees. It wasn't so bad, but compared to the dresses and clothes you see her buy for herself, this dress was probably the cheapest thing she bought.

You hear a knock at the door that your mom hurries to open as you  continue arranging the table, and for a second, the scent filled your senses, you can feel your panties wetting, you take a deep breath trying to calm down but the scent just takes over your senses, you act casual, trying so hard to do so. 

Your mother come back and clears her throat, you turn around and find a tall, muscular man that looks like he was sculptured by god himself 

“This is my daughter , y/n” your mother says, the man next to her smiles and stretches his arm to shake your hand, your hand come up to meet his, sending shivers down your spine, you force a smile upon yourself and after letting go of his hand you go to the kitchen, not only was that man fucking hot but his scent made you wanna climb him like a tree.

You discover he is a lawyer and is pretty established in that career and you conclude from the way he's dressed and his car, he is way richer than you could imagine. 

After he leaves your mother reveals that they are already planning a wedding — which is ridiculous because she just knew the man, and most importantly an alpha, how can she trust an alpha knowing how aggressive and hurtful they can be? But you guess maybe she is just going to marry him for the money? High status?  

You and your mother moved into his house before their wedding by a week or so, knowing you won't be here for long since university is this close so while your mom was out with her girlfriends doing whatever preparations left for the wedding you look up universities and scholarships , resting on the couch assuming that no one is home.

But after a few minutes you feel a presence behind you 

“Scholarships?” He asks almost mocking which did piss you off but you swallow the anger not wanting to ruin things for your mother and hum while nodding 

“You know..I can pay for it if you want” he says and you shake your head

“Oh no it's okay, there are plenty of scholarships that are free” you say 

“Suit yourself then, but if you do need something, I'm soon to be your dad so don't be afraid to ask” he shrugs and turn around heading back to wherever he came from, and as he left you groan and roll your eyes at his irritating tone, this man was gonna be a big trouble to you, but you remind yourself it's only two months until university, you know you should have applied earlier than this,having everything settled but with your mother having access to your accounts, it was very hard, and now that's she's even more busy, with a new husband, wedding preparations, honeymoon planning, you feel more comfortable knowing she probably won't even care what the hell you were doing.

After the wedding, you go home, tired as if you have been carrying a bag of stones on your back, you throw yourself on the bed not even caring to change out of your dress, now you're bound to live with a man that looks like he was god himself and a disgustingly strong scent.

Your mother tells you that their honeymoon won't last long because of her job but honestly? It's better than nothing, you have a big ass house, in a rich ass neighbourhood, maybe you'd get to know some of the rich kids living around the area cause who knows you might need a little help finding a job after graduation.

When they came back, your mother seemed tired from the long flight, yet your stepfather seemed to be energetic 

“Are you not gonna sleep as well?” You ask pointing to your mother going to their shared bedroom

“Oh I slept the whole flight” he says and rests on the couch, his biceps flexing as he rests his arms behind his head.

“ I could use some company” he says, looking down at the shorts that you're wearing — leaving little to no imagination making you raise an eyebrow

“Are all alphas this…bold?” Your question making him chuckle

“I assume” he shrugs 

“Omegas like you would usually be getting disciplined into being quiet and submissive” he says, his gaze darkening sending shivers down your spine, but you quickly play it off rolling your eyes heading to your room.

When you see that you got accepted to one of the universities you applied for, you felt relief, planning on cutting contact with your mom or anyone from this town, so you decided to just stay peaceful, invisible even not causing problems or fights for your last month before leaving this shithole 

“you look oddly Happy today given you're always so depressing” Johnny says as you were making yourself a sandwich, his scent was unbearable, gosh you can't wait to seriously leave 

“Yeah I am happy” you say and turn around facing him leaving back against the countertop

“And why could that be?” He asks and crosses his arms 

“I got accepted into college” you say 

“Oh? Really? You know that means I have to take you shopping right?” He says sounding happy 

“Uh why?” You ask confused

“Because it's a fresh start meaning brand new clothes” he says and you roll your eyes.

“You dare to roll your eyes at me?” He says, trapping you between his body and the countertop, making you squirm uncomfortably, you can see his expression darkening 

“I- I didn't mean to” you stutter, your submissive nature showing as his sandalwood and masculine scent fills your senses that was before he pulls away and laughs 

“You should have seen your face” he says while patting patting shoulder, you narrow your eyes 

“Seriously I will take you shopping” he says before leaving.

The next day he was true to his words taking you shopping to buy new clothes for your college seeming more excited than you are 

He picks out a dress, it was simple, but not very college appropriate, it was a black dress, reaching mid thigh and is backless

“We're shopping for college clothes, this isn't something you usually wear at college Johnny” you say and he rolls his eyes

“I know just try it” he says ignoring your previous words and gives you the dress, pushing you into the dressing room, you huff and close the curtains, the dress was just perfect on your body fitting you well – surprisingly, you open the curtains 

“It's stunning! Even the color suits you well” He says and walks into the dressing room himself, his large figure making the small room even smaller, he closed the curtains before turning around, looking at you through the mirror adjusting the dress slightly around your body, one of his hands travel up to your breast cupping it while his other hand goes down under your dress.

“your scent is so sweet doll, it's hard to resist” he hums his head burying in your neck breathing your scent in, the hand on your breast squeezing making you whimper while his other hand flicking your clit against your panties

“So wet baby” he says, his eyes on your body through the mirror in front of you, looking at your desperate expression and smirking before pulling back.

“I'll be waiting for you outside” he says before leaving.

You were so far into thinking about college and packing secretly without your mom knowledge that you forgot about your heat, it usually hits you painfully and now that you weren't even prepared for it, it was way worse and luckily no one was home which made you feel relieved.

you lay on your bed and taking your pants and your slick covered panties off which made you feel a bit of relief but that wasn't important you have to get this done with, your fingers quick to reach down pushing into your wetness, you bite your lips and sweat forming on your forehead as your fingers thrusts into your can't, it was helping but it wasn't enough to calm your heat down, you could truly just go to the street and offer any alpha to ‘take care’ of you on your heat but your distrust in alphas and your ego won't let you.

and you're stuck here trying to calm your body down, you were so deep in your own pleasure that you haven't noticed the man entering your room it was until you felt the mattress dip near your feet, you freeze unable to move and too Afraid to look up, the awfully strong scent makes you able to identify it was Johnny which makes this situation more humiliating. 

“Why would you stop?” He hums, his voice gentle but there was something about the way he said it that made you uncomfortable

“Keep going baby, make yourself come” he says, encouraging you.

You hesitantly thrust your fingers again, shutting your eyes closed from the embarrassment 

“Let me hear you moan doll” he hums, his voice was so gentle and his alpha pheromones were getting to your brain making you barely able to functioning, automatically submitting to him letting out all your weak whimpers and moans, your cunt clenching down around your fingers, your hips thrusting upwards feeling close to your climax before he pulls your fingers out of your cunt making you whine desperately 

“I did say little Omegas like eventually get disciplined” he hums as he pushes his own fingers into your cunt 

“So wet and desperate like a little dumb doll” he says his words fog up your mind, no thoughts in your head, desperate to get bred by him, moaning desperately, his fingers are larger than yours which makes you reach your climax quicker but pulls out his fingers as your cunt clench his fingers but he shuts you with his slick covered fingers in your mouth 

“Clean me up sweetheart” he commands, you were quick to listen sucking his thumb clean and he hums in satisfaction before he stands up, leaning down 

“Do you want to be knocked up? Do you wanna be fucked?” He whispers which you nod eagerly in response 

“Use your words doll” he says while pushing a strand of hair off your face

“Y-yes p-please fuck me” you say, your voice high and desperate

“Well that's too bad then” he pouts mockingly and stands up

“You'll have to fuck yourself baby” he says before leaving the room.

After that night tension between you and Johnny was built, when your mother was around he would give you subtle glances, which you would like to think you're hallucinating, this month felt like a year and before you leave he insisted on taking you and your mother out for a fancy dinner, he makes you wear the backless dress he bought for you.

You hear knock while doing your makeup

“Come in!” You say, the door creek as the figure enters and the strong scent let you know it was Johnny so you turn around facing him

“Lay down on the bed” he orders and you look at him confused 

“Why? I just did my hair. I might ruin it like that, you know” you say, before he walks up to you and yanks you off your seat and pushes you onto your bed, making you clench your legs together, your body reacting instantly.

He bunches your dress up and hums 

“You're wet, of course you are” he scoffs as he pulls your panties down and spreads your legs slightly. 

You suddenly gasp feeling a cold metallic object pushing against your cunt before he pulls your panties back up 

“If you do something I don't like, this will make you embarrass yourself in front of everyone” he says as he pulls out a small object that looks like a remote, pressing a button, you gasp as the object inside you starts vibrating.

“This stays in until we are back home and again – if you misbehave” he doesn't finish the sentence but the vibrator speed increases which makes you let out a whine, he decreases the speed again before he leaves the room.

At the restaurant, you are seated at a table near the wide window 

“So, y/n anything new happening with you?” Johnny asks, his tone bright and curious. 

“Uh, no, nothing much” you say, shaking your head but you feel the vibration between your legs get more intense, which makes you bite your lips while swallowing a gasp.

“I- I mean I got accepted into college “ you say your voice has a shake to it.

“Oh? And you applied for colleges? Do we at least afford it? What else are you hiding huh?” Your mom says, her voice stern and her eyes filled with anger.

“Sweetie, calm down, don't worry even If it costs something, I'll take care of it” he says his voice dripping with gentleness

“Let me get you a drink” he says and signals for the waiter and tells him to get them wine.

As Johnny pours her wine you can see he slips a pill into her drink but you say nothing, he hands her the drink with a smile on his face — alphas are untrustworthy.

and when you come back home your mother was already knocked out, he takes her up to their room and you got your own almost empty room about to take your dress off before the door opens Johnny walking in wearing his dress shirt and pants, sleeves rolled up showing his muscular forearms 

“You looked pretty tonight” he says

“Why did you tell her?” You ask your voice angry 

“Doll, I didn't tell her anything it was all you” he says 

“You made me say that, you know she would get mad” you yell before a sharp slap comes across your face.

“How dare you yell at me?” He scoffs

“You need to be taught a lesson huh?” He asks, his voice surprisingly calm, but his scent is getting overwhelmingly strong

“That's what Omegas like you deserve when they misbehave” he pulls your hair and pushes you onto the floor. 

He unbuckles his pants pulling out his cock, making yourself breath catch in your throat, it was long, thick — with veins around it, leaking at the tip, he grabs his hard length poking it at your lips, but you refuse to open your lips

“open your mouth doll.” He says impatiently but you keep your mouth shut, his hands goes up to your hair pulling it roughly while his other hand slaps your face before forcing your mouth open, he lets go of your hair, and slams his cock into our mouth, making you gag and suffocate, his length wasn't fitting in your small mouth, he pulls out before slamming back in groaning as he feels your warm mouth around his cock, his hand goes up to you hair moving your head.

“Suck it properly doll” he says, his voice commanding – which by nature makes you submit immediately, he has his way of fucking with your mind, you aren't even his omega, but your mind makes you submit somehow and with the vibrations happening between your legs, making your mind fogged up ready to submit to his every word.

Your head rocks back and forth as you suck his dick, taking in as much as you can of his cock, his black leather shoe spreading your legs, the sole of his shoe getting in contact with your dripping cunt, adding stimulation to the vibrator, making you moan around his cock, he groans as he feels closer to his orgasm, his head thrown back as he spills his seed into your mouth, some of it spilling at the sides of your mouth.

He grabs your hair pulling your head back off his now saliva coated cock 

“You did a good job pretty doll, sucking my cock in that pretty dress I bought you” he says his hands cupping your face

“You're my beautiful doll right?” He asks and you nod , he smiles proudly, he helps you off the floor and leads you to your bed making you sit on the bed , helping you take your dress off, revealing your panties and bra 

“Oh you still have that vibrator right?” He asks and you nod

“Good girl” he smiles and pats your head.

He lays you down and removes your soaked panties and pulls out the vibrator, your pussy desperately gripping around nothing.

He pushes his index and middle finger inside your pushy making you gasp, your back arching and hips thrusting towards his fingers desperately, his fingers curl up hitting the sweet spot inside you making you see stars, your hands gripping the sheets, your cunt gripping at his fingers before he pulls out making you let out a desperate cry.

He doesn't move for a few seconds, you almost thought he would leave like he did before.

He grabs your legs pushing them against your chest before slamming into you bottoming out inside you, your Virgin cunt gripping his cock, making him groan at the feeling of your warm walls.

Your hands are gripping his shoulders, as he slams inside you, making your eyes roll back as his hand connect with your throat pressing down on it as his thrusts start to get more intense, and you close your eyes shut as your cunt clenches down on his cock, feeling your orgasm getting closer and you open your mouth in a silent moan as your orgasm washes over you, the intensity making you slightly shake.

His grip on your throat gets stronger as he feels your cunt gripping his cock begging him to breed you, his breath getting shallow as he feels closer to his own orgasm, his thrusts becoming more frantic, he slams once again in a punishing thrust before his seed spills in your womb, making you gasp at the warm white liquid spilling inside you, he leans down biting your neck claiming you making you whine as his white liquid fills your womb.

Your Image of alphas has been tinted ever since your father ran off after your mother reported him due to abuse, and since you were a child, you only know what your mom tells you, the way he cheated, the way he would get drunk, and gets mad and hit her if she doesn't make him dinner, he would completely neglect you, your clothes getting smaller on you, your mother unable to buy you new clothes since your father spends that money in alcohol and gambling, your mother grew to think it was all because of you, she would only spend money on you because she has to, only buying you necessities telling you to work for something if you want it, she would stay a long time at work which you know she does in purpose then come home drunk.

This whole situation makes your hatred towards alphas rise, badmouthing them and avoiding becoming friends with one just for the sake of them being alphas.

Nowadays your mother has been coming home in a better mood and sober, the change confuses you but you're happy you don't have to clean up behind your drunk mother anymore, she would sometimes go out on the weekends wearing fancy dresses that you're sure she can't even afford and coming back in a one of the cars you would only see in movies where it belongs to the rich business man or something, but it was something your mother surely could never afford, sometimes she would come home with shopping bags oh high end brands, which made you question what the hell was happening but as long as she stayed away from your business, you didn't really mind.

It was a sunny day, the temperature disgustingly high, when your mom came into your room as you brush through your wet hair after taking a cold shower, she places an expensive looking dress and shoes on your bed carefully 

“We are expecting a guest, so you better wear this, and behave” she says sternly, you nod, you just have to stay patient, summer vacation isn't that long, when you finally turned eighteen you were more than relieved, you'll apply for a scholarship, maybe pay for a small apartment while finding a side hustle, planning to stay this summer just to save up as much as you can, not spending much on clothes and electronics.

You get dressed in the white floral dress that reaches your knees. It wasn't so bad, but compared to the dresses and clothes you see her buy for herself, this dress was probably the cheapest thing she bought.

You hear a knock at the door that your mom hurries to open as you  continue arranging the table, and for a second, the scent filled your senses, you can feel your panties wetting, you take a deep breath trying to calm down but the scent just takes over your senses, you act casual, trying so hard to do so. 

Your mother come back and clears her throat, you turn around and find a tall, muscular man that looks like he was sculptured by god himself 

“This is my daughter , y/n” your mother says, the man next to her smiles and stretches his arm to shake your hand, your hand come up to meet his, sending shivers down your spine, you force a smile upon yourself and after letting go of his hand you go to the kitchen, not only was that man fucking hot but his scent made you wanna climb him like a tree.

You discover he is a lawyer and is pretty established in that career and you conclude from the way he's dressed and his car, he is way richer than you could imagine. 

After he leaves your mother reveals that they are already planning a wedding — which is ridiculous because she just knew the man, and most importantly an alpha, how can she trust an alpha knowing how aggressive and hurtful they can be? But you guess maybe she is just going to marry him for the money? High status?  

You and your mother moved into his house before their wedding by a week or so, knowing you won't be here for long since university is this close so while your mom was out with her girlfriends doing whatever preparations left for the wedding you look up universities and scholarships , resting on the couch assuming that no one is home.

But after a few minutes you feel a presence behind you 

“Scholarships?” He asks almost mocking which did piss you off but you swallow the anger not wanting to ruin things for your mother and hum while nodding 

“You know..I can pay for it if you want” he says and you shake your head

“Oh no it's okay, there are plenty of scholarships that are free” you say 

“Suit yourself then, but if you do need something, I'm soon to be your dad so don't be afraid to ask” he shrugs and turn around heading back to wherever he came from, and as he left you groan and roll your eyes at his irritating tone, this man was gonna be a big trouble to you, but you remind yourself it's only two months until university, you know you should have applied earlier than this,having everything settled but with your mother having access to your accounts, it was very hard, and now that's she's even more busy, with a new husband, wedding preparations, honeymoon planning, you feel more comfortable knowing she probably won't even care what the hell you were doing.

After the wedding, you go home, tired as if you have been carrying a bag of stones on your back, you throw yourself on the bed not even caring to change out of your dress, now you're bound to live with a man that looks like he was god himself and a disgustingly strong scent.

Your mother tells you that their honeymoon won't last long because of her job but honestly? It's better than nothing, you have a big ass house, in a rich ass neighbourhood, maybe you'd get to know some of the rich kids living around the area cause who knows you might need a little help finding a job after graduation.

When they came back, your mother seemed tired from the long flight, yet your stepfather seemed to be energetic 

“Are you not gonna sleep as well?” You ask pointing to your mother going to their shared bedroom

“Oh I slept the whole flight” he says and rests on the couch, his biceps flexing as he rests his arms behind his head.

“ I could use some company” he says, looking down at the shorts that you're wearing — leaving little to no imagination making you raise an eyebrow

“Are all alphas this…bold?” Your question making him chuckle

“I assume” he shrugs 

“Omegas like you would usually be getting disciplined into being quiet and submissive” he says, his gaze darkening sending shivers down your spine, but you quickly play it off rolling your eyes heading to your room.

When you see that you got accepted to one of the universities you applied for, you felt relief, planning on cutting contact with your mom or anyone from this town, so you decided to just stay peaceful, invisible even not causing problems or fights for your last month before leaving this shithole 

“you look oddly Happy today given you're always so depressing” Johnny says as you were making yourself a sandwich, his scent was unbearable, gosh you can't wait to seriously leave 

“Yeah I am happy” you say and turn around facing him leaving back against the countertop

“And why could that be?” He asks and crosses his arms 

“I got accepted into college” you say 

“Oh? Really? You know that means I have to take you shopping right?” He says sounding happy 

“Uh why?” You ask confused

“Because it's a fresh start meaning brand new clothes” he says and you roll your eyes.

“You dare to roll your eyes at me?” He says, trapping you between his body and the countertop, making you squirm uncomfortably, you can see his expression darkening 

“I- I didn't mean to” you stutter, your submissive nature showing as his sandalwood and masculine scent fills your senses that was before he pulls away and laughs 

“You should have seen your face” he says while patting patting shoulder, you narrow your eyes 

“Seriously I will take you shopping” he says before leaving.

The next day he was true to his words taking you shopping to buy new clothes for your college seeming more excited than you are 

He picks out a dress, it was simple, but not very college appropriate, it was a black dress, reaching mid thigh and is backless

“We're shopping for college clothes, this isn't something you usually wear at college Johnny” you say and he rolls his eyes

“I know just try it” he says ignoring your previous words and gives you the dress, pushing you into the dressing room, you huff and close the curtains, the dress was just perfect on your body fitting you well – surprisingly, you open the curtains 

“It's stunning! Even the color suits you well” He says and walks into the dressing room himself, his large figure making the small room even smaller, he closed the curtains before turning around, looking at you through the mirror adjusting the dress slightly around your body, one of his hands travel up to your breast cupping it while his other hand goes down under your dress.

“your scent is so sweet doll, it's hard to resist” he hums his head burying in your neck breathing your scent in, the hand on your breast squeezing making you whimper while his other hand flicking your clit against your panties

“So wet baby” he says, his eyes on your body through the mirror in front of you, looking at your desperate expression and smirking before pulling back.

“I'll be waiting for you outside” he says before leaving.

You were so far into thinking about college and packing secretly without your mom knowledge that you forgot about your heat, it usually hits you painfully and now that you weren't even prepared for it, it was way worse and luckily no one was home which made you feel relieved.

you lay on your bed and taking your pants and your slick covered panties off which made you feel a bit of relief but that wasn't important you have to get this done with, your fingers quick to reach down pushing into your wetness, you bite your lips and sweat forming on your forehead as your fingers thrusts into your can't, it was helping but it wasn't enough to calm your heat down, you could truly just go to the street and offer any alpha to ‘take care’ of you on your heat but your distrust in alphas and your ego won't let you.

and you're stuck here trying to calm your body down, you were so deep in your own pleasure that you haven't noticed the man entering your room it was until you felt the mattress dip near your feet, you freeze unable to move and too Afraid to look up, the awfully strong scent makes you able to identify it was Johnny which makes this situation more humiliating. 

“Why would you stop?” He hums, his voice gentle but there was something about the way he said it that made you uncomfortable

“Keep going baby, make yourself come” he says, encouraging you.

You hesitantly thrust your fingers again, shutting your eyes closed from the embarrassment 

“Let me hear you moan doll” he hums, his voice was so gentle and his alpha pheromones were getting to your brain making you barely able to functioning, automatically submitting to him letting out all your weak whimpers and moans, your cunt clenching down around your fingers, your hips thrusting upwards feeling close to your climax before he pulls your fingers out of your cunt making you whine desperately 

“I did say little Omegas like eventually get disciplined” he hums as he pushes his own fingers into your cunt 

“So wet and desperate like a little dumb doll” he says his words fog up your mind, no thoughts in your head, desperate to get bred by him, moaning desperately, his fingers are larger than yours which makes you reach your climax quicker but pulls out his fingers as your cunt clench his fingers but he shuts you with his slick covered fingers in your mouth 

“Clean me up sweetheart” he commands, you were quick to listen sucking his thumb clean and he hums in satisfaction before he stands up, leaning down 

“Do you want to be knocked up? Do you wanna be fucked?” He whispers which you nod eagerly in response 

“Use your words doll” he says while pushing a strand of hair off your face

“Y-yes p-please fuck me” you say, your voice high and desperate

“Well that's too bad then” he pouts mockingly and stands up

“You'll have to fuck yourself baby” he says before leaving the room.

After that night tension between you and Johnny was built, when your mother was around he would give you subtle glances, which you would like to think you're hallucinating, this month felt like a year and before you leave he insisted on taking you and your mother out for a fancy dinner, he makes you wear the backless dress he bought for you.

You hear knock while doing your makeup

“Come in!” You say, the door creek as the figure enters and the strong scent let you know it was Johnny so you turn around facing him

“Lay down on the bed” he orders and you look at him confused 

“Why? I just did my hair. I might ruin it like that, you know” you say, before he walks up to you and yanks you off your seat and pushes you onto your bed, making you clench your legs together, your body reacting instantly.

He bunches your dress up and hums 

“You're wet, of course you are” he scoffs as he pulls your panties down and spreads your legs slightly. 

You suddenly gasp feeling a cold metallic object pushing against your cunt before he pulls your panties back up 

“If you do something I don't like, this will make you embarrass yourself in front of everyone” he says as he pulls out a small object that looks like a remote, pressing a button, you gasp as the object inside you starts vibrating.

“This stays in until we are back home and again – if you misbehave” he doesn't finish the sentence but the vibrator speed increases which makes you let out a whine, he decreases the speed again before he leaves the room.

At the restaurant, you are seated at a table near the wide window 

“So, y/n anything new happening with you?” Johnny asks, his tone bright and curious. 

“Uh, no, nothing much” you say, shaking your head but you feel the vibration between your legs get more intense, which makes you bite your lips while swallowing a gasp.

“I- I mean I got accepted into college “ you say your voice has a shake to it.

“Oh? And you applied for colleges? Do we at least afford it? What else are you hiding huh?” Your mom says, her voice stern and her eyes filled with anger.

“Sweetie, calm down, don't worry even If it costs something, I'll take care of it” he says his voice dripping with gentleness

“Let me get you a drink” he says and signals for the waiter and tells him to get them wine.

As Johnny pours her wine you can see he slips a pill into her drink but you say nothing, he hands her the drink with a smile on his face — alphas are untrustworthy.

and when you come back home your mother was already knocked out, he takes her up to their room and you got your own almost empty room about to take your dress off before the door opens Johnny walking in wearing his dress shirt and pants, sleeves rolled up showing his muscular forearms 

“You looked pretty tonight” he says

“Why did you tell her?” You ask your voice angry 

“Doll, I didn't tell her anything it was all you” he says 

“You made me say that, you know she would get mad” you yell before a sharp slap comes across your face.

“How dare you yell at me?” He scoffs

“You need to be taught a lesson huh?” He asks, his voice surprisingly calm, but his scent is getting overwhelmingly strong

“That's what Omegas like you deserve when they misbehave” he pulls your hair and pushes you onto the floor. 

He unbuckles his pants pulling out his cock, making yourself breath catch in your throat, it was long, thick — with veins around it, leaking at the tip, he grabs his hard length poking it at your lips, but you refuse to open your lips

“open your mouth doll.” He says impatiently but you keep your mouth shut, his hands goes up to your hair pulling it roughly while his other hand slaps your face before forcing your mouth open, he lets go of your hair, and slams his cock into our mouth, making you gag and suffocate, his length wasn't fitting in your small mouth, he pulls out before slamming back in groaning as he feels your warm mouth around his cock, his hand goes up to you hair moving your head.

“Suck it properly doll” he says, his voice commanding – which by nature makes you submit immediately, he has his way of fucking with your mind, you aren't even his omega, but your mind makes you submit somehow and with the vibrations happening between your legs, making your mind fogged up ready to submit to his every word.

Your head rocks back and forth as you suck his dick, taking in as much as you can of his cock, his black leather shoe spreading your legs, the sole of his shoe getting in contact with your dripping cunt, adding stimulation to the vibrator, making you moan around his cock, he groans as he feels closer to his orgasm, his head thrown back as he spills his seed into your mouth, some of it spilling at the sides of your mouth.

He grabs your hair pulling your head back off his now saliva coated cock 

“You did a good job pretty doll, sucking my cock in that pretty dress I bought you” he says his hands cupping your face

“You're my beautiful doll right?” He asks and you nod , he smiles proudly, he helps you off the floor and leads you to your bed making you sit on the bed , helping you take your dress off, revealing your panties and bra 

“Oh you still have that vibrator right?” He asks and you nod

“Good girl” he smiles and pats your head.

He lays you down and removes your soaked panties and pulls out the vibrator, your pussy desperately gripping around nothing.

He pushes his index and middle finger inside your pushy making you gasp, your back arching and hips thrusting towards his fingers desperately, his fingers curl up hitting the sweet spot inside you making you see stars, your hands gripping the sheets, your cunt gripping at his fingers before he pulls out making you let out a desperate cry.

He doesn't move for a few seconds, you almost thought he would leave like he did before.

He grabs your legs pushing them against your chest before slamming into you bottoming out inside you, your Virgin cunt gripping his cock, making him groan at the feeling of your warm walls.

Your hands are gripping his shoulders, as he slams inside you, making your eyes roll back as his hand connect with your throat pressing down on it as his thrusts start to get more intense, and you close your eyes shut as your cunt clenches down on his cock, feeling your orgasm getting closer and you open your mouth in a silent moan as your orgasm washes over you, the intensity making you slightly shake.

His grip on your throat gets stronger as he feels your cunt gripping his cock begging him to breed you, his breath getting shallow as he feels closer to his own orgasm, his thrusts becoming more frantic, he slams once again in a punishing thrust before his seed spills in your womb, making you gasp at the warm white liquid spilling inside you, he leans down biting your neck claiming you making you whine as his white liquid fills your womb.

You knock on your friend's house door, excited for the sleepover you two will have, it could sound a bit childish, but it's your childhood friend that you haven't seen since you were teens, since your parents decided to move to the country side and at that time they didn't allow you any electronic devices talking about how you could get groomed online and you roll your eyes and whatever they say, when you went back to the city, you were surprised to see her at one of the coffee shops you went to, to buy some coffee, then you discover that her mother got remarried and that your friend moved out of the country and she's just here to visit her mother, then she suggests you two have a sleepover, like the ‘good ol’ days’ she says, but who opens the door wasn't your friend or her mother – this was a complete stranger, conventionally young man, sharp features, black hair falling over his forehead, his glasses pushed down , did she forget to mention a boyfriend?

“Uh who are you?” The man in front of you asks, and before you could answer your friend appears behind him 

“Y/n!! Come on in” she says and you can see the confused look on his face but he opens the door for you to enter and your friend pulls you into the house that reminds you of your childhood – well not really, since they changed the decor of it to be more modern, she takes you to her room.

“Who was that?” You ask 

“That's my mom's husband, or my ‘step dad’ like my mom wants me to call him” she rolls her eyes.

“I didn't know your mom could go that young?” You say and your friend laughs and you two start talking about what has been happening in the past years and all the drama that has been happening for the past decade.

“Girls dinner is ready” her step dad calls out and you two walk down and settle down the table 

“Thanks for the food Mr. “ you freeze when you remember you don't even know his name

“Call me doyoung we're not so far in age” he says as he pours you wine in your glass

“Where is mom?” Your friend asks

“Oh she will be back late, hopefully before dessert, she is so excited to see you y/n” He says and smiles softly, his face is oddly comforting.

And true to his word, your friend's mom was back right before he started serving dessert, she greets you warmly, and talks about all the stupid stuff you did with her daughter on how you two would always sneak out to seem edgy just for you to go the library and read fictional books together, which getting reminded of it made you embarrassed because you knew you were never the cool or the bad kid, it made you look good in front of the adults, your parents being proud of you, the teachers trusting you and it did get you praise from grown ups but people your age never looked at you the same, you were the two goodie shoes while everyone was being rebellious, sneaking out to do drugs, stealing their parents booze, you preferred to stay safe, you would rather stay home, watch TV, maybe sneakily watch the sex scenes thrown here and there but now that you are an adult you sure love to party and drink now that you are of age, which take away the thrill of getting caught doing something you shouldn't be doing but, it indeed is still fun, after dessert you planned on helping to tidy up the place but they insist on you sitting and resting since you're their guest, they make doyoung keep your company while they clean up

“You are very gorgeous , you know? Do you do something related to modeling?” He asks and you can feel your face heat up, you mumble a small thanks, you two talk about small topics to not make the atmosphere more awkward.

You and your friend go back to her room to finally sleep, she makes you sleep on the bed after a constant back and forth and she grabs a sleeping bag to sleep in.

After a few minutes, she was already deep in her sleep while you were tossing and turning around, the bed and the general atmosphere of the room is new and your brain and body unable to get used to it, you sit up and huff qq tiptoeing out of the room and closing the door behind you gently, your bare foot padding against the cold floor as you walk to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, you walk into the dark kitchen squinting your eyes trying to look for at least a small source of light, suddenly the light gets turned on startling you before your eyes land on the man in front of you.

“Oh? What are you doing at this hour?” Doyoung asks and raises an eyebrow.

‘I got thirsty” you say and he nods before walking closer to you, grabbing a glass and filling it with water and hands it to you, you take the glass and mumble a quick thank you before drinking the water, after you empty the glass, he takes it from you

“You sure are thirsty” He says jokingly and chuckles as he washes the glass, you stay quiet not knowing how to respond

“Why are you awake now, hm? You couldn't sleep?” He asks gently

“Yeah, I guess I'm too much of a night owl” you say and chuckle nervously, resting against the countertop, scratching the back of your neck, you are never good at conversations, since you were a teenager, you were always awkward, you were convinced that when you grow up and become an adult your communication skills would get better over time, and it did, but it wasn't much of an improvement, your experience with guys is very slim, and now you have a very attractive man in front of you and you can't even do anything about it since he's your friend's step dad, making the thoughts of getting bent over the countertop and fucked by your friend's step dad appealing, but a fantasy may stay a fantasy 

“I - well, I will go to bed” you stutter making you feel even more embarrassed

“You don't look so tired though” he says

“Oh well you must be tired” you reply

“I could be doing something better with that mouth” he hums, his hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking your lips before pushing his thumb into your mouth, you can feel your face getting flushed and you can feel a slight rise in your body temperature, it felt like you were on fire as he pushes his thumb deeper, you look up at his eyes, they were already gazing on you, you Bob your head and a slight grin form on his face, his other hand coming up to run his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp gently.

“You're such a good girl” he murmurs before pulling his thumb out, his gaze lustful, his hands presses on both your shoulders pushing you down, your knees hit the hard cold floor.

“Come on sweetheart, you were so good at sucking my thumb” he encourages, your hands come up to the waistband of his sweatpants pulling it down along his boxers, revealing his hard veiny length leaking at the tip.

He suddenly grabs your hair pushing your face closer to his cock, you look up at him meeting his dark eyes filled with lust, you look back down and grab his cock giving it few strokes before licking the tip and he groans his head thrown back , hips thrusting pushing more into your mouth, making you gag before adjusting to the feeling, pushing your head back and forth, he bites his lips trying to control his moans in the fear of getting caught, his hips bucking forward pushing his length more into your throat, when he felt his release his hand grip on your hair tighten, the thrusts becoming more uncontrolled, his breath shuddering and before you know it, you feel the warm liquid down your throat and after he completely empties himself in your mouth he pulls out and gets dressed again then helping you off the floor 

“Sleep well sweetie” and he's back to acting like he's your dad or whatever.

You would have left as soon as you woke up if it wasn't for your friend insisting that you should eat breakfast with them before leaving and the way doyoung was acting it made you doubt if Last night was just a way too realistic dream, he was acting like nothing happened and you thought — maybe you are indeed just had a wet dream about your friend’s step dad so you simply shrug it off.

You say your goodbye before leaving and driving home , it's until you go home and unpack your bag that you realize that you forgot your charger at the house which  makes you sigh burying your face in your pillow before grabbing your phone and texting your friend if she can maybe bring your charger if she could.

By next day your phone was already dead you sigh planning in buying a new charger, it wouldn't hurt, but then around evening —  eight pm you assume, since the clock on your wall isn't working as well, you hear a knock at your door and you get up to open it, for your eyes to lay on doyoung.

“Oh hi , I got your charger” he says and smiles

“Oh thank you, come in” you say and open the door wider for him to come in 

“you have a nice apartment, cozy” he compliments and you mumble a thank you before asking what he would like drinking

“Oh maybe some water” he says while sitting on your couch.

When you hand him the water his fingers brush against yours as he takes the glass from you, you can feel his eyes on you as he drinks the glass of water.

“Come sit down” he pats the spot next to him, and you obey sitting in the spot he patted and as you sit his hands come up to cup your cheek.

“I couldn't stop thinking about those pretty lips wrapped around my cock” he says his voice breathy, his thumb stroking your lower lips before leaning in pressing his plump  lips against your lips closing his eyes, his kiss passionate and deep, his tongue pushing into your mouth taking his sweet time with the kiss, his hands resting on your hips while yours comes up to bury in his hair, when his lips leaves yours it travels to your neck kissing gently down to your collarbone, the guilt was eating you, this is the woman that would take care of you when your parents go on dates husband, yet here you are letting him feel you up and toy with you like that, but the thrill of it.

the thought of getting fucked by someone you shouldn't, it made you even wetter, your thoughts cut short when you gasp feeling a hand over your clothed cunt, his fingers slide against your slit which makes you whine desperately and you can see the slightest smirk from on his lips, his other hand come up to pull down your waistband, pulling them down along your panties and his fingers rub against your bare cunt making you moan at the stimulation, sliding two of slender fingers inside of you curling them upwards making your hips buckle against his fingers, throwing your head backwards.

His gaze was lustful, dark eyes, semi messy hair and your eyes lay on the tent forming on his pants, and all you can think about was his cock

“Eyes up here pretty girl” he hums and adds another finger which makes you moan

“S-sorry” you stutter with your words 

“It's okay baby, you want my cock?” He asks pouting mockingly and you nod desperately 

“Use your words pretty girl” he pulls his fingers out of you and slaps your cunt which makes your back arches

“Yes please yes I need your cock please” you say desperately, your voice weak.

He didn't waste a second before placing himself between your legs and pulling his pants down and taking out his length slapping it against your cunt which makes you whine as it sends electricity through your body, he pushes his length inside and waits for a few seconds for you to adjust to his length before pulling it out and slamming it in making you let out a half scream, his thrusts being aggressive and rough, his hips slamming against yours, his cock hits your sweet spot, the stimulation making your eyes roll back, your brain function shorten, a thin layer of sweat forming on your body, your breath heavy, he slows down his pace as he feels you clench onto him and leans down to bite onto your neck which makes your back arch but his body weight restrains you from doing so, his hands coming to brush hair off your face, his pace picks up again when you reach your release gripping his shirt tightly while you orgasm, your eyes closing shut as his pace fasten up again making you whimper, his hands grips your hips as he feels close to his own orgasm groaning and buries his face in the crook of your neck as he spills his seed into your womb, his body weight resting on top of you, you wrap your arms around his neck, the moment cut short by his phone ringing which makes him groan, he gets off you.

You knock on your friend's house door, excited for the sleepover you two will have, it could sound a bit childish, but it's your childhood friend that you haven't seen since you were teens, since your parents decided to move to the country side and at that time they didn't allow you any electronic devices talking about how you could get groomed online and you roll your eyes and whatever they say, when you went back to the city, you were surprised to see her at one of the coffee shops you went to, to buy some coffee, then you discover that her mother got remarried and that your friend moved out of the country and she's just here to visit her mother, then she suggests you two have a sleepover, like the ‘good ol’ days’ she says, but who opens the door wasn't your friend or her mother – this was a complete stranger, conventionally young man, sharp features, black hair falling over his forehead, his glasses pushed down , did she forget to mention a boyfriend?

“Uh who are you?” The man in front of you asks, and before you could answer your friend appears behind him 

“Y/n!! Come on in” she says and you can see the confused look on his face but he opens the door for you to enter and your friend pulls you into the house that reminds you of your childhood – well not really, since they changed the decor of it to be more modern, she takes you to her room.

“Who was that?” You ask 

“That's my mom's husband, or my ‘step dad’ like my mom wants me to call him” she rolls her eyes.

“I didn't know your mom could go that young?” You say and your friend laughs and you two start talking about what has been happening in the past years and all the drama that has been happening for the past decade.

“Girls dinner is ready” her step dad calls out and you two walk down and settle down the table 

“Thanks for the food Mr. “ you freeze when you remember you don't even know his name

“Call me doyoung we're not so far in age” he says as he pours you wine in your glass

“Where is mom?” Your friend asks

“Oh she will be back late, hopefully before dessert, she is so excited to see you y/n” He says and smiles softly, his face is oddly comforting.

And true to his word, your friend's mom was back right before he started serving dessert, she greets you warmly, and talks about all the stupid stuff you did with her daughter on how you two would always sneak out to seem edgy just for you to go the library and read fictional books together, which getting reminded of it made you embarrassed because you knew you were never the cool or the bad kid, it made you look good in front of the adults, your parents being proud of you, the teachers trusting you and it did get you praise from grown ups but people your age never looked at you the same, you were the two goodie shoes while everyone was being rebellious, sneaking out to do drugs, stealing their parents booze, you preferred to stay safe, you would rather stay home, watch TV, maybe sneakily watch the sex scenes thrown here and there but now that you are an adult you sure love to party and drink now that you are of age, which take away the thrill of getting caught doing something you shouldn't be doing but, it indeed is still fun, after dessert you planned on helping to tidy up the place but they insist on you sitting and resting since you're their guest, they make doyoung keep your company while they clean up

“You are very gorgeous , you know? Do you do something related to modeling?” He asks and you can feel your face heat up, you mumble a small thanks, you two talk about small topics to not make the atmosphere more awkward.

You and your friend go back to her room to finally sleep, she makes you sleep on the bed after a constant back and forth and she grabs a sleeping bag to sleep in.

After a few minutes, she was already deep in her sleep while you were tossing and turning around, the bed and the general atmosphere of the room is new and your brain and body unable to get used to it, you sit up and huff qq tiptoeing out of the room and closing the door behind you gently, your bare foot padding against the cold floor as you walk to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, you walk into the dark kitchen squinting your eyes trying to look for at least a small source of light, suddenly the light gets turned on startling you before your eyes land on the man in front of you.

“Oh? What are you doing at this hour?” Doyoung asks and raises an eyebrow.

‘I got thirsty” you say and he nods before walking closer to you, grabbing a glass and filling it with water and hands it to you, you take the glass and mumble a quick thank you before drinking the water, after you empty the glass, he takes it from you

“You sure are thirsty” He says jokingly and chuckles as he washes the glass, you stay quiet not knowing how to respond

“Why are you awake now, hm? You couldn't sleep?” He asks gently

“Yeah, I guess I'm too much of a night owl” you say and chuckle nervously, resting against the countertop, scratching the back of your neck, you are never good at conversations, since you were a teenager, you were always awkward, you were convinced that when you grow up and become an adult your communication skills would get better over time, and it did, but it wasn't much of an improvement, your experience with guys is very slim, and now you have a very attractive man in front of you and you can't even do anything about it since he's your friend's step dad, making the thoughts of getting bent over the countertop and fucked by your friend's step dad appealing, but a fantasy may stay a fantasy 

“I - well, I will go to bed” you stutter making you feel even more embarrassed

“You don't look so tired though” he says

“Oh well you must be tired” you reply

“I could be doing something better with that mouth” he hums, his hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking your lips before pushing his thumb into your mouth, you can feel your face getting flushed and you can feel a slight rise in your body temperature, it felt like you were on fire as he pushes his thumb deeper, you look up at his eyes, they were already gazing on you, you Bob your head and a slight grin form on his face, his other hand coming up to run his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp gently.

“You're such a good girl” he murmurs before pulling his thumb out, his gaze lustful, his hands presses on both your shoulders pushing you down, your knees hit the hard cold floor.

“Come on sweetheart, you were so good at sucking my thumb” he encourages, your hands come up to the waistband of his sweatpants pulling it down along his boxers, revealing his hard veiny length leaking at the tip.

He suddenly grabs your hair pushing your face closer to his cock, you look up at him meeting his dark eyes filled with lust, you look back down and grab his cock giving it few strokes before licking the tip and he groans his head thrown back , hips thrusting pushing more into your mouth, making you gag before adjusting to the feeling, pushing your head back and forth, he bites his lips trying to control his moans in the fear of getting caught, his hips bucking forward pushing his length more into your throat, when he felt his release his hand grip on your hair tighten, the thrusts becoming more uncontrolled, his breath shuddering and before you know it, you feel the warm liquid down your throat and after he completely empties himself in your mouth he pulls out and gets dressed again then helping you off the floor 

“Sleep well sweetie” and he's back to acting like he's your dad or whatever.

You would have left as soon as you woke up if it wasn't for your friend insisting that you should eat breakfast with them before leaving and the way doyoung was acting it made you doubt if Last night was just a way too realistic dream, he was acting like nothing happened and you thought — maybe you are indeed just had a wet dream about your friend’s step dad so you simply shrug it off.

You say your goodbye before leaving and driving home , it's until you go home and unpack your bag that you realize that you forgot your charger at the house which  makes you sigh burying your face in your pillow before grabbing your phone and texting your friend if she can maybe bring your charger if she could.

By next day your phone was already dead you sigh planning in buying a new charger, it wouldn't hurt, but then around evening —  eight pm you assume, since the clock on your wall isn't working as well, you hear a knock at your door and you get up to open it, for your eyes to lay on doyoung.

“Oh hi , I got your charger” he says and smiles

“Oh thank you, come in” you say and open the door wider for him to come in 

“you have a nice apartment, cozy” he compliments and you mumble a thank you before asking what he would like drinking

“Oh maybe some water” he says while sitting on your couch.

When you hand him the water his fingers brush against yours as he takes the glass from you, you can feel his eyes on you as he drinks the glass of water.

“Come sit down” he pats the spot next to him, and you obey sitting in the spot he patted and as you sit his hands come up to cup your cheek.

“I couldn't stop thinking about those pretty lips wrapped around my cock” he says his voice breathy, his thumb stroking your lower lips before leaning in pressing his plump  lips against your lips closing his eyes, his kiss passionate and deep, his tongue pushing into your mouth taking his sweet time with the kiss, his hands resting on your hips while yours comes up to bury in his hair, when his lips leaves yours it travels to your neck kissing gently down to your collarbone, the guilt was eating you, this is the woman that would take care of you when your parents go on dates husband, yet here you are letting him feel you up and toy with you like that, but the thrill of it.

the thought of getting fucked by someone you shouldn't, it made you even wetter, your thoughts cut short when you gasp feeling a hand over your clothed cunt, his fingers slide against your slit which makes you whine desperately and you can see the slightest smirk from on his lips, his other hand come up to pull down your waistband, pulling them down along your panties and his fingers rub against your bare cunt making you moan at the stimulation, sliding two of slender fingers inside of you curling them upwards making your hips buckle against his fingers, throwing your head backwards.

His gaze was lustful, dark eyes, semi messy hair and your eyes lay on the tent forming on his pants, and all you can think about was his cock

“Eyes up here pretty girl” he hums and adds another finger which makes you moan

“S-sorry” you stutter with your words 

“It's okay baby, you want my cock?” He asks pouting mockingly and you nod desperately 

“Use your words pretty girl” he pulls his fingers out of you and slaps your cunt which makes your back arches

“Yes please yes I need your cock please” you say desperately, your voice weak.

He didn't waste a second before placing himself between your legs and pulling his pants down and taking out his length slapping it against your cunt which makes you whine as it sends electricity through your body, he pushes his length inside and waits for a few seconds for you to adjust to his length before pulling it out and slamming it in making you let out a half scream, his thrusts being aggressive and rough, his hips slamming against yours, his cock hits your sweet spot, the stimulation making your eyes roll back, your brain function shorten, a thin layer of sweat forming on your body, your breath heavy, he slows down his pace as he feels you clench onto him and leans down to bite onto your neck which makes your back arch but his body weight restrains you from doing so, his hands coming to brush hair off your face, his pace picks up again when you reach your release gripping his shirt tightly while you orgasm, your eyes closing shut as his pace fasten up again making you whimper, his hands grips your hips as he feels close to his own orgasm groaning and buries his face in the crook of your neck as he spills his seed into your womb, his body weight resting on top of you, you wrap your arms around his neck, the moment cut short by his phone ringing which makes him groan, he gets off you.

You knock on your friend's house door, excited for the sleepover you two will have, it could sound a bit childish, but it's your childhood friend that you haven't seen since you were teens, since your parents decided to move to the country side and at that time they didn't allow you any electronic devices talking about how you could get groomed online and you roll your eyes and whatever they say, when you went back to the city, you were surprised to see her at one of the coffee shops you went to, to buy some coffee, then you discover that her mother got remarried and that your friend moved out of the country and she's just here to visit her mother, then she suggests you two have a sleepover, like the ‘good ol’ days’ she says, but who opens the door wasn't your friend or her mother – this was a complete stranger, conventionally young man, sharp features, black hair falling over his forehead, his glasses pushed down , did she forget to mention a boyfriend?

“Uh who are you?” The man in front of you asks, and before you could answer your friend appears behind him 

“Y/n!! Come on in” she says and you can see the confused look on his face but he opens the door for you to enter and your friend pulls you into the house that reminds you of your childhood – well not really, since they changed the decor of it to be more modern, she takes you to her room.

“Who was that?” You ask 

“That's my mom's husband, or my ‘step dad’ like my mom wants me to call him” she rolls her eyes.

“I didn't know your mom could go that young?” You say and your friend laughs and you two start talking about what has been happening in the past years and all the drama that has been happening for the past decade.

“Girls dinner is ready” her step dad calls out and you two walk down and settle down the table 

“Thanks for the food Mr. “ you freeze when you remember you don't even know his name

“Call me doyoung we're not so far in age” he says as he pours you wine in your glass

“Where is mom?” Your friend asks

“Oh she will be back late, hopefully before dessert, she is so excited to see you y/n” He says and smiles softly, his face is oddly comforting.

And true to his word, your friend's mom was back right before he started serving dessert, she greets you warmly, and talks about all the stupid stuff you did with her daughter on how you two would always sneak out to seem edgy just for you to go the library and read fictional books together, which getting reminded of it made you embarrassed because you knew you were never the cool or the bad kid, it made you look good in front of the adults, your parents being proud of you, the teachers trusting you and it did get you praise from grown ups but people your age never looked at you the same, you were the two goodie shoes while everyone was being rebellious, sneaking out to do drugs, stealing their parents booze, you preferred to stay safe, you would rather stay home, watch TV, maybe sneakily watch the sex scenes thrown here and there but now that you are an adult you sure love to party and drink now that you are of age, which take away the thrill of getting caught doing something you shouldn't be doing but, it indeed is still fun, after dessert you planned on helping to tidy up the place but they insist on you sitting and resting since you're their guest, they make doyoung keep your company while they clean up

“You are very gorgeous , you know? Do you do something related to modeling?” He asks and you can feel your face heat up, you mumble a small thanks, you two talk about small topics to not make the atmosphere more awkward.

You and your friend go back to her room to finally sleep, she makes you sleep on the bed after a constant back and forth and she grabs a sleeping bag to sleep in.

After a few minutes, she was already deep in her sleep while you were tossing and turning around, the bed and the general atmosphere of the room is new and your brain and body unable to get used to it, you sit up and huff qq tiptoeing out of the room and closing the door behind you gently, your bare foot padding against the cold floor as you walk to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, you walk into the dark kitchen squinting your eyes trying to look for at least a small source of light, suddenly the light gets turned on startling you before your eyes land on the man in front of you.

“Oh? What are you doing at this hour?” Doyoung asks and raises an eyebrow.

‘I got thirsty” you say and he nods before walking closer to you, grabbing a glass and filling it with water and hands it to you, you take the glass and mumble a quick thank you before drinking the water, after you empty the glass, he takes it from you

“You sure are thirsty” He says jokingly and chuckles as he washes the glass, you stay quiet not knowing how to respond

“Why are you awake now, hm? You couldn't sleep?” He asks gently

“Yeah, I guess I'm too much of a night owl” you say and chuckle nervously, resting against the countertop, scratching the back of your neck, you are never good at conversations, since you were a teenager, you were always awkward, you were convinced that when you grow up and become an adult your communication skills would get better over time, and it did, but it wasn't much of an improvement, your experience with guys is very slim, and now you have a very attractive man in front of you and you can't even do anything about it since he's your friend's step dad, making the thoughts of getting bent over the countertop and fucked by your friend's step dad appealing, but a fantasy may stay a fantasy 

“I - well, I will go to bed” you stutter making you feel even more embarrassed

“You don't look so tired though” he says

“Oh well you must be tired” you reply

“I could be doing something better with that mouth” he hums, his hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking your lips before pushing his thumb into your mouth, you can feel your face getting flushed and you can feel a slight rise in your body temperature, it felt like you were on fire as he pushes his thumb deeper, you look up at his eyes, they were already gazing on you, you Bob your head and a slight grin form on his face, his other hand coming up to run his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp gently.

“You're such a good girl” he murmurs before pulling his thumb out, his gaze lustful, his hands presses on both your shoulders pushing you down, your knees hit the hard cold floor.

“Come on sweetheart, you were so good at sucking my thumb” he encourages, your hands come up to the waistband of his sweatpants pulling it down along his boxers, revealing his hard veiny length leaking at the tip.

He suddenly grabs your hair pushing your face closer to his cock, you look up at him meeting his dark eyes filled with lust, you look back down and grab his cock giving it few strokes before licking the tip and he groans his head thrown back , hips thrusting pushing more into your mouth, making you gag before adjusting to the feeling, pushing your head back and forth, he bites his lips trying to control his moans in the fear of getting caught, his hips bucking forward pushing his length more into your throat, when he felt his release his hand grip on your hair tighten, the thrusts becoming more uncontrolled, his breath shuddering and before you know it, you feel the warm liquid down your throat and after he completely empties himself in your mouth he pulls out and gets dressed again then helping you off the floor 

“Sleep well sweetie” and he's back to acting like he's your dad or whatever.

You would have left as soon as you woke up if it wasn't for your friend insisting that you should eat breakfast with them before leaving and the way doyoung was acting it made you doubt if Last night was just a way too realistic dream, he was acting like nothing happened and you thought — maybe you are indeed just had a wet dream about your friend’s step dad so you simply shrug it off.

You say your goodbye before leaving and driving home , it's until you go home and unpack your bag that you realize that you forgot your charger at the house which  makes you sigh burying your face in your pillow before grabbing your phone and texting your friend if she can maybe bring your charger if she could.

By next day your phone was already dead you sigh planning in buying a new charger, it wouldn't hurt, but then around evening —  eight pm you assume, since the clock on your wall isn't working as well, you hear a knock at your door and you get up to open it, for your eyes to lay on doyoung.

“Oh hi , I got your charger” he says and smiles

“Oh thank you, come in” you say and open the door wider for him to come in 

“you have a nice apartment, cozy” he compliments and you mumble a thank you before asking what he would like drinking

“Oh maybe some water” he says while sitting on your couch.

When you hand him the water his fingers brush against yours as he takes the glass from you, you can feel his eyes on you as he drinks the glass of water.

“Come sit down” he pats the spot next to him, and you obey sitting in the spot he patted and as you sit his hands come up to cup your cheek.

“I couldn't stop thinking about those pretty lips wrapped around my cock” he says his voice breathy, his thumb stroking your lower lips before leaning in pressing his plump  lips against your lips closing his eyes, his kiss passionate and deep, his tongue pushing into your mouth taking his sweet time with the kiss, his hands resting on your hips while yours comes up to bury in his hair, when his lips leaves yours it travels to your neck kissing gently down to your collarbone, the guilt was eating you, this is the woman that would take care of you when your parents go on dates husband, yet here you are letting him feel you up and toy with you like that, but the thrill of it.

the thought of getting fucked by someone you shouldn't, it made you even wetter, your thoughts cut short when you gasp feeling a hand over your clothed cunt, his fingers slide against your slit which makes you whine desperately and you can see the slightest smirk from on his lips, his other hand come up to pull down your waistband, pulling them down along your panties and his fingers rub against your bare cunt making you moan at the stimulation, sliding two of slender fingers inside of you curling them upwards making your hips buckle against his fingers, throwing your head backwards.

His gaze was lustful, dark eyes, semi messy hair and your eyes lay on the tent forming on his pants, and all you can think about was his cock

“Eyes up here pretty girl” he hums and adds another finger which makes you moan

“S-sorry” you stutter with your words 

“It's okay baby, you want my cock?” He asks pouting mockingly and you nod desperately 

“Use your words pretty girl” he pulls his fingers out of you and slaps your cunt which makes your back arches

“Yes please yes I need your cock please” you say desperately, your voice weak.

He didn't waste a second before placing himself between your legs and pulling his pants down and taking out his length slapping it against your cunt which makes you whine as it sends electricity through your body, he pushes his length inside and waits for a few seconds for you to adjust to his length before pulling it out and slamming it in making you let out a half scream, his thrusts being aggressive and rough, his hips slamming against yours, his cock hits your sweet spot, the stimulation making your eyes roll back, your brain function shorten, a thin layer of sweat forming on your body, your breath heavy, he slows down his pace as he feels you clench onto him and leans down to bite onto your neck which makes your back arch but his body weight restrains you from doing so, his hands coming to brush hair off your face, his pace picks up again when you reach your release gripping his shirt tightly while you orgasm, your eyes closing shut as his pace fasten up again making you whimper, his hands grips your hips as he feels close to his own orgasm groaning and buries his face in the crook of your neck as he spills his seed into your womb, his body weight resting on top of you, you wrap your arms around his neck, the moment cut short by his phone ringing which makes him groan, he gets off you.

You knock on your friend's house door, excited for the sleepover you two will have, it could sound a bit childish, but it's your childhood friend that you haven't seen since you were teens, since your parents decided to move to the country side and at that time they didn't allow you any electronic devices talking about how you could get groomed online and you roll your eyes and whatever they say, when you went back to the city, you were surprised to see her at one of the coffee shops you went to, to buy some coffee, then you discover that her mother got remarried and that your friend moved out of the country and she's just here to visit her mother, then she suggests you two have a sleepover, like the ‘good ol’ days’ she says, but who opens the door wasn't your friend or her mother – this was a complete stranger, conventionally young man, sharp features, black hair falling over his forehead, his glasses pushed down , did she forget to mention a boyfriend?

“Uh who are you?” The man in front of you asks, and before you could answer your friend appears behind him 

“Y/n!! Come on in” she says and you can see the confused look on his face but he opens the door for you to enter and your friend pulls you into the house that reminds you of your childhood – well not really, since they changed the decor of it to be more modern, she takes you to her room.

“Who was that?” You ask 

“That's my mom's husband, or my ‘step dad’ like my mom wants me to call him” she rolls her eyes.

“I didn't know your mom could go that young?” You say and your friend laughs and you two start talking about what has been happening in the past years and all the drama that has been happening for the past decade.

“Girls dinner is ready” her step dad calls out and you two walk down and settle down the table 

“Thanks for the food Mr. “ you freeze when you remember you don't even know his name

“Call me doyoung we're not so far in age” he says as he pours you wine in your glass

“Where is mom?” Your friend asks

“Oh she will be back late, hopefully before dessert, she is so excited to see you y/n” He says and smiles softly, his face is oddly comforting.

And true to his word, your friend's mom was back right before he started serving dessert, she greets you warmly, and talks about all the stupid stuff you did with her daughter on how you two would always sneak out to seem edgy just for you to go the library and read fictional books together, which getting reminded of it made you embarrassed because you knew you were never the cool or the bad kid, it made you look good in front of the adults, your parents being proud of you, the teachers trusting you and it did get you praise from grown ups but people your age never looked at you the same, you were the two goodie shoes while everyone was being rebellious, sneaking out to do drugs, stealing their parents booze, you preferred to stay safe, you would rather stay home, watch TV, maybe sneakily watch the sex scenes thrown here and there but now that you are an adult you sure love to party and drink now that you are of age, which take away the thrill of getting caught doing something you shouldn't be doing but, it indeed is still fun, after dessert you planned on helping to tidy up the place but they insist on you sitting and resting since you're their guest, they make doyoung keep your company while they clean up

“You are very gorgeous , you know? Do you do something related to modeling?” He asks and you can feel your face heat up, you mumble a small thanks, you two talk about small topics to not make the atmosphere more awkward.

You and your friend go back to her room to finally sleep, she makes you sleep on the bed after a constant back and forth and she grabs a sleeping bag to sleep in.

After a few minutes, she was already deep in her sleep while you were tossing and turning around, the bed and the general atmosphere of the room is new and your brain and body unable to get used to it, you sit up and huff qq tiptoeing out of the room and closing the door behind you gently, your bare foot padding against the cold floor as you walk to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, you walk into the dark kitchen squinting your eyes trying to look for at least a small source of light, suddenly the light gets turned on startling you before your eyes land on the man in front of you.

“Oh? What are you doing at this hour?” Doyoung asks and raises an eyebrow.

‘I got thirsty” you say and he nods before walking closer to you, grabbing a glass and filling it with water and hands it to you, you take the glass and mumble a quick thank you before drinking the water, after you empty the glass, he takes it from you

“You sure are thirsty” He says jokingly and chuckles as he washes the glass, you stay quiet not knowing how to respond

“Why are you awake now, hm? You couldn't sleep?” He asks gently

“Yeah, I guess I'm too much of a night owl” you say and chuckle nervously, resting against the countertop, scratching the back of your neck, you are never good at conversations, since you were a teenager, you were always awkward, you were convinced that when you grow up and become an adult your communication skills would get better over time, and it did, but it wasn't much of an improvement, your experience with guys is very slim, and now you have a very attractive man in front of you and you can't even do anything about it since he's your friend's step dad, making the thoughts of getting bent over the countertop and fucked by your friend's step dad appealing, but a fantasy may stay a fantasy 

“I - well, I will go to bed” you stutter making you feel even more embarrassed

“You don't look so tired though” he says

“Oh well you must be tired” you reply

“I could be doing something better with that mouth” he hums, his hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking your lips before pushing his thumb into your mouth, you can feel your face getting flushed and you can feel a slight rise in your body temperature, it felt like you were on fire as he pushes his thumb deeper, you look up at his eyes, they were already gazing on you, you Bob your head and a slight grin form on his face, his other hand coming up to run his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp gently.

“You're such a good girl” he murmurs before pulling his thumb out, his gaze lustful, his hands presses on both your shoulders pushing you down, your knees hit the hard cold floor.

“Come on sweetheart, you were so good at sucking my thumb” he encourages, your hands come up to the waistband of his sweatpants pulling it down along his boxers, revealing his hard veiny length leaking at the tip.

He suddenly grabs your hair pushing your face closer to his cock, you look up at him meeting his dark eyes filled with lust, you look back down and grab his cock giving it few strokes before licking the tip and he groans his head thrown back , hips thrusting pushing more into your mouth, making you gag before adjusting to the feeling, pushing your head back and forth, he bites his lips trying to control his moans in the fear of getting caught, his hips bucking forward pushing his length more into your throat, when he felt his release his hand grip on your hair tighten, the thrusts becoming more uncontrolled, his breath shuddering and before you know it, you feel the warm liquid down your throat and after he completely empties himself in your mouth he pulls out and gets dressed again then helping you off the floor 

“Sleep well sweetie” and he's back to acting like he's your dad or whatever.

You would have left as soon as you woke up if it wasn't for your friend insisting that you should eat breakfast with them before leaving and the way doyoung was acting it made you doubt if Last night was just a way too realistic dream, he was acting like nothing happened and you thought — maybe you are indeed just had a wet dream about your friend’s step dad so you simply shrug it off.

You say your goodbye before leaving and driving home , it's until you go home and unpack your bag that you realize that you forgot your charger at the house which  makes you sigh burying your face in your pillow before grabbing your phone and texting your friend if she can maybe bring your charger if she could.

By next day your phone was already dead you sigh planning in buying a new charger, it wouldn't hurt, but then around evening —  eight pm you assume, since the clock on your wall isn't working as well, you hear a knock at your door and you get up to open it, for your eyes to lay on doyoung.

“Oh hi , I got your charger” he says and smiles

“Oh thank you, come in” you say and open the door wider for him to come in 

“you have a nice apartment, cozy” he compliments and you mumble a thank you before asking what he would like drinking

“Oh maybe some water” he says while sitting on your couch.

When you hand him the water his fingers brush against yours as he takes the glass from you, you can feel his eyes on you as he drinks the glass of water.

“Come sit down” he pats the spot next to him, and you obey sitting in the spot he patted and as you sit his hands come up to cup your cheek.

“I couldn't stop thinking about those pretty lips wrapped around my cock” he says his voice breathy, his thumb stroking your lower lips before leaning in pressing his plump  lips against your lips closing his eyes, his kiss passionate and deep, his tongue pushing into your mouth taking his sweet time with the kiss, his hands resting on your hips while yours comes up to bury in his hair, when his lips leaves yours it travels to your neck kissing gently down to your collarbone, the guilt was eating you, this is the woman that would take care of you when your parents go on dates husband, yet here you are letting him feel you up and toy with you like that, but the thrill of it.

the thought of getting fucked by someone you shouldn't, it made you even wetter, your thoughts cut short when you gasp feeling a hand over your clothed cunt, his fingers slide against your slit which makes you whine desperately and you can see the slightest smirk from on his lips, his other hand come up to pull down your waistband, pulling them down along your panties and his fingers rub against your bare cunt making you moan at the stimulation, sliding two of slender fingers inside of you curling them upwards making your hips buckle against his fingers, throwing your head backwards.

His gaze was lustful, dark eyes, semi messy hair and your eyes lay on the tent forming on his pants, and all you can think about was his cock

“Eyes up here pretty girl” he hums and adds another finger which makes you moan

“S-sorry” you stutter with your words 

“It's okay baby, you want my cock?” He asks pouting mockingly and you nod desperately 

“Use your words pretty girl” he pulls his fingers out of you and slaps your cunt which makes your back arches

“Yes please yes I need your cock please” you say desperately, your voice weak.

He didn't waste a second before placing himself between your legs and pulling his pants down and taking out his length slapping it against your cunt which makes you whine as it sends electricity through your body, he pushes his length inside and waits for a few seconds for you to adjust to his length before pulling it out and slamming it in making you let out a half scream, his thrusts being aggressive and rough, his hips slamming against yours, his cock hits your sweet spot, the stimulation making your eyes roll back, your brain function shorten, a thin layer of sweat forming on your body, your breath heavy, he slows down his pace as he feels you clench onto him and leans down to bite onto your neck which makes your back arch but his body weight restrains you from doing so, his hands coming to brush hair off your face, his pace picks up again when you reach your release gripping his shirt tightly while you orgasm, your eyes closing shut as his pace fasten up again making you whimper, his hands grips your hips as he feels close to his own orgasm groaning and buries his face in the crook of your neck as he spills his seed into your womb, his body weight resting on top of you, you wrap your arms around his neck, the moment cut short by his phone ringing which makes him groan, he gets off you.

You knock on your friend's house door, excited for the sleepover you two will have, it could sound a bit childish, but it's your childhood friend that you haven't seen since you were teens, since your parents decided to move to the country side and at that time they didn't allow you any electronic devices talking about how you could get groomed online and you roll your eyes and whatever they say, when you went back to the city, you were surprised to see her at one of the coffee shops you went to, to buy some coffee, then you discover that her mother got remarried and that your friend moved out of the country and she's just here to visit her mother, then she suggests you two have a sleepover, like the ‘good ol’ days’ she says, but who opens the door wasn't your friend or her mother – this was a complete stranger, conventionally young man, sharp features, black hair falling over his forehead, his glasses pushed down , did she forget to mention a boyfriend?

“Uh who are you?” The man in front of you asks, and before you could answer your friend appears behind him 

“Y/n!! Come on in” she says and you can see the confused look on his face but he opens the door for you to enter and your friend pulls you into the house that reminds you of your childhood – well not really, since they changed the decor of it to be more modern, she takes you to her room.

“Who was that?” You ask 

“That's my mom's husband, or my ‘step dad’ like my mom wants me to call him” she rolls her eyes.

“I didn't know your mom could go that young?” You say and your friend laughs and you two start talking about what has been happening in the past years and all the drama that has been happening for the past decade.

“Girls dinner is ready” her step dad calls out and you two walk down and settle down the table 

“Thanks for the food Mr. “ you freeze when you remember you don't even know his name

“Call me doyoung we're not so far in age” he says as he pours you wine in your glass

“Where is mom?” Your friend asks

“Oh she will be back late, hopefully before dessert, she is so excited to see you y/n” He says and smiles softly, his face is oddly comforting.

And true to his word, your friend's mom was back right before he started serving dessert, she greets you warmly, and talks about all the stupid stuff you did with her daughter on how you two would always sneak out to seem edgy just for you to go the library and read fictional books together, which getting reminded of it made you embarrassed because you knew you were never the cool or the bad kid, it made you look good in front of the adults, your parents being proud of you, the teachers trusting you and it did get you praise from grown ups but people your age never looked at you the same, you were the two goodie shoes while everyone was being rebellious, sneaking out to do drugs, stealing their parents booze, you preferred to stay safe, you would rather stay home, watch TV, maybe sneakily watch the sex scenes thrown here and there but now that you are an adult you sure love to party and drink now that you are of age, which take away the thrill of getting caught doing something you shouldn't be doing but, it indeed is still fun, after dessert you planned on helping to tidy up the place but they insist on you sitting and resting since you're their guest, they make doyoung keep your company while they clean up

“You are very gorgeous , you know? Do you do something related to modeling?” He asks and you can feel your face heat up, you mumble a small thanks, you two talk about small topics to not make the atmosphere more awkward.

You and your friend go back to her room to finally sleep, she makes you sleep on the bed after a constant back and forth and she grabs a sleeping bag to sleep in.

After a few minutes, she was already deep in her sleep while you were tossing and turning around, the bed and the general atmosphere of the room is new and your brain and body unable to get used to it, you sit up and huff qq tiptoeing out of the room and closing the door behind you gently, your bare foot padding against the cold floor as you walk to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, you walk into the dark kitchen squinting your eyes trying to look for at least a small source of light, suddenly the light gets turned on startling you before your eyes land on the man in front of you.

“Oh? What are you doing at this hour?” Doyoung asks and raises an eyebrow.

‘I got thirsty” you say and he nods before walking closer to you, grabbing a glass and filling it with water and hands it to you, you take the glass and mumble a quick thank you before drinking the water, after you empty the glass, he takes it from you

“You sure are thirsty” He says jokingly and chuckles as he washes the glass, you stay quiet not knowing how to respond

“Why are you awake now, hm? You couldn't sleep?” He asks gently

“Yeah, I guess I'm too much of a night owl” you say and chuckle nervously, resting against the countertop, scratching the back of your neck, you are never good at conversations, since you were a teenager, you were always awkward, you were convinced that when you grow up and become an adult your communication skills would get better over time, and it did, but it wasn't much of an improvement, your experience with guys is very slim, and now you have a very attractive man in front of you and you can't even do anything about it since he's your friend's step dad, making the thoughts of getting bent over the countertop and fucked by your friend's step dad appealing, but a fantasy may stay a fantasy 

“I - well, I will go to bed” you stutter making you feel even more embarrassed

“You don't look so tired though” he says

“Oh well you must be tired” you reply

“I could be doing something better with that mouth” he hums, his hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking your lips before pushing his thumb into your mouth, you can feel your face getting flushed and you can feel a slight rise in your body temperature, it felt like you were on fire as he pushes his thumb deeper, you look up at his eyes, they were already gazing on you, you Bob your head and a slight grin form on his face, his other hand coming up to run his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp gently.

“You're such a good girl” he murmurs before pulling his thumb out, his gaze lustful, his hands presses on both your shoulders pushing you down, your knees hit the hard cold floor.

“Come on sweetheart, you were so good at sucking my thumb” he encourages, your hands come up to the waistband of his sweatpants pulling it down along his boxers, revealing his hard veiny length leaking at the tip.

He suddenly grabs your hair pushing your face closer to his cock, you look up at him meeting his dark eyes filled with lust, you look back down and grab his cock giving it few strokes before licking the tip and he groans his head thrown back , hips thrusting pushing more into your mouth, making you gag before adjusting to the feeling, pushing your head back and forth, he bites his lips trying to control his moans in the fear of getting caught, his hips bucking forward pushing his length more into your throat, when he felt his release his hand grip on your hair tighten, the thrusts becoming more uncontrolled, his breath shuddering and before you know it, you feel the warm liquid down your throat and after he completely empties himself in your mouth he pulls out and gets dressed again then helping you off the floor 

“Sleep well sweetie” and he's back to acting like he's your dad or whatever.

You would have left as soon as you woke up if it wasn't for your friend insisting that you should eat breakfast with them before leaving and the way doyoung was acting it made you doubt if Last night was just a way too realistic dream, he was acting like nothing happened and you thought — maybe you are indeed just had a wet dream about your friend’s step dad so you simply shrug it off.

You say your goodbye before leaving and driving home , it's until you go home and unpack your bag that you realize that you forgot your charger at the house which  makes you sigh burying your face in your pillow before grabbing your phone and texting your friend if she can maybe bring your charger if she could.

By next day your phone was already dead you sigh planning in buying a new charger, it wouldn't hurt, but then around evening —  eight pm you assume, since the clock on your wall isn't working as well, you hear a knock at your door and you get up to open it, for your eyes to lay on doyoung.

“Oh hi , I got your charger” he says and smiles

“Oh thank you, come in” you say and open the door wider for him to come in 

“you have a nice apartment, cozy” he compliments and you mumble a thank you before asking what he would like drinking

“Oh maybe some water” he says while sitting on your couch.

When you hand him the water his fingers brush against yours as he takes the glass from you, you can feel his eyes on you as he drinks the glass of water.

“Come sit down” he pats the spot next to him, and you obey sitting in the spot he patted and as you sit his hands come up to cup your cheek.

“I couldn't stop thinking about those pretty lips wrapped around my cock” he says his voice breathy, his thumb stroking your lower lips before leaning in pressing his plump  lips against your lips closing his eyes, his kiss passionate and deep, his tongue pushing into your mouth taking his sweet time with the kiss, his hands resting on your hips while yours comes up to bury in his hair, when his lips leaves yours it travels to your neck kissing gently down to your collarbone, the guilt was eating you, this is the woman that would take care of you when your parents go on dates husband, yet here you are letting him feel you up and toy with you like that, but the thrill of it.

the thought of getting fucked by someone you shouldn't, it made you even wetter, your thoughts cut short when you gasp feeling a hand over your clothed cunt, his fingers slide against your slit which makes you whine desperately and you can see the slightest smirk from on his lips, his other hand come up to pull down your waistband, pulling them down along your panties and his fingers rub against your bare cunt making you moan at the stimulation, sliding two of slender fingers inside of you curling them upwards making your hips buckle against his fingers, throwing your head backwards.

His gaze was lustful, dark eyes, semi messy hair and your eyes lay on the tent forming on his pants, and all you can think about was his cock

“Eyes up here pretty girl” he hums and adds another finger which makes you moan

“S-sorry” you stutter with your words 

“It's okay baby, you want my cock?” He asks pouting mockingly and you nod desperately 

“Use your words pretty girl” he pulls his fingers out of you and slaps your cunt which makes your back arches

“Yes please yes I need your cock please” you say desperately, your voice weak.

He didn't waste a second before placing himself between your legs and pulling his pants down and taking out his length slapping it against your cunt which makes you whine as it sends electricity through your body, he pushes his length inside and waits for a few seconds for you to adjust to his length before pulling it out and slamming it in making you let out a half scream, his thrusts being aggressive and rough, his hips slamming against yours, his cock hits your sweet spot, the stimulation making your eyes roll back, your brain function shorten, a thin layer of sweat forming on your body, your breath heavy, he slows down his pace as he feels you clench onto him and leans down to bite onto your neck which makes your back arch but his body weight restrains you from doing so, his hands coming to brush hair off your face, his pace picks up again when you reach your release gripping his shirt tightly while you orgasm, your eyes closing shut as his pace fasten up again making you whimper, his hands grips your hips as he feels close to his own orgasm groaning and buries his face in the crook of your neck as he spills his seed into your womb, his body weight resting on top of you, you wrap your arms around his neck, the moment cut short by his phone ringing which makes him groan, he gets off you.