Novels by Pepper Ann

"Put it inside." Says Kent with me straddling on top of him, his hands on my waist, iron like. I hesitate for a moment, I am so hungry after a night of relentless fucking that I can eat a cow. But I soon realize, Kent is way too persistent, it’s better giving in to him if I want to be free of his grip and have some breakfast. So I reach forward and slowly guide the tip of his shaft between my lips, pressing it against my folds. I push down and it slides deep inside me, spreading me wider than I have ever been.He groans and grips my waist tightly, his face flushed. "Yeah, babe, you are doing great. Keep going. Just like that."I look down into his eyes as I ride his cock. His pupils are dilated and his mouth hangs half open in a pant. I smile at him, suddenly feeling more powerful and mischievous. I don’t want this morning sex goes too smooth for him: I want to make him “suffer” a little as he once did to me.I sit down on his length and bounce slowly up and down, grinding his cock

“I want you, Miss Irwin. Right here, right now." I hear myself panting as I quickly unbuckle my belt. "There is something inside of me is trying to get out. Help me with that."Vicky is breathless. My hands quickly tear her tights, and then follow to pull her panties away. She moans softly in my mouth. “I feel so dizzy, so weak.” I can see her knees are trembling and she tries to pull her hand from my grip but I tighten my hold on her wrist. She seems so vulnerable, as if I could break her at any second. Yet this thought of dominating her only turns me on even more. I reach up my hand to feel the warmness between her thighs and my mind goes totally blank. "You are so wet," I growl. "Like sopping wet."She whimpers."Your body wants me, doesn't it?" I ask softly.She head tilts, feels like a slight nod."Tell me what you want, Miss Irwin.""I...I..."Maybe because I finger her so hard, she just can't speak."Say it."She only shakes her head."Come on, tell me what you want."“If I s

I was expected to spend the night at the Mansion after the Christmas dinner as Kent’s “girlfriend.”It actually makes me nervous to think about living in the same bedroom with him. What will he do? Would he take the couch and leave the bed to me? That’s something very gentleman-like——but also, maybe a little bit too emasculated and too not-Kent-like(Wait, why do I sound hella disappointed?)Or would he insist on sharing the bed with me, which totally makes sense because after all it’s his own room? If we are sharing the bed, will he behave? I mean, he acted all sweet last time, but given our history, there is no guarantee that he won’t force himself on me again.But none of my concerns actually happened.Because I am freaking lost!The Huron mansion is just way too big for me so that I got lost finding my way to Kent’s room. What’s the problem with these rich people?!“Excuse me, Miss. Do you need help?” A beautiful girl in uniform asks me.“Oh, thank god! You are such a lifesaver!” I

"Miss Irwin, my son told me you are a PhD student. So, what do you study at the University?" My dad asks “my girlfriend” Vicky casually across the dinner table. To get to know her better, the Christmas dinner is arranged as a family thing, narrowed down to just us plus a few really close family friends. It really gives dad the opportunity to bombard Miss Irwin with intrusive questions.Miss Irwin must be nervous. She is still wearing her PhD hat. She gives a rather academic answer like the ones that she often gives at the beginning of a graduate seminar: “Well, Sir, I am with the Humanities Department. I am interested in the cultural studies of the global south, with a specialization in Angola. My dissertation project centers on——”My dad waves his hand to cut her short. “And what kind of job are you going to get after graduation? Where exactly can this degree of Angola culture get you?”Miss Irwin clearly haven’t thought this through. She looks completely caught off-guard by my da

I was standing in front of the mirror to try another sexy gown while Kent paid for all these dresses. After that, he walks back to me in the dressing room, standing behind me, our gaze meets in the mirror. His eyes glitters with something I can’t read.“You look so stunning, Miss Irwin.” He hugs me from behind. His hands trace down the lines of the dress that clings to every curve of me, carefully caressing my body.“I want to fuck you from the back in front of the mirror right now, Miss Irwin. Do you like watching yourself while getting violated from behind?" Kent whispers to my ear as he pulls me in close, pressing myself against his body, kissing my neck passionately.My heart flutters, and I shiver. I can feel his breath on my neck, and smell the faint whiff of sweat mixed with his cologne. His cologne is so annoying because it makes my head spin. My body shakes uncontrollably when he suddenly grabs my ass, squeezing it firmly.“Oh, God! Oh, God!” I pant, refusing to give in. "Ken

I don't know why, but today Miss Irwin is way too co-operative than I expected. I asked her out to shop dresses for our Christmas dinner, expecting she would be reluctant to say yes. However, instead of giving an one-finger salute to my “No way I am gonna let you show up at the mansion in your old mommy’s panty” jab, she remained quite calm, simply shook her head with a “You just can’t help it, can you” expression, and then went along with the shopping spree at this fancy shopping mall outside our college town.A Miracle, isn’t it?“What do you think about this?” She came out of the dressing room, a little bit uncomfortable in this glittering boutique.Her pick is a below-the-knee, blue sheath dress with cap sleeves and a high neckline. Although I gotta admit that it was simple and good-taste, elegant in the way it emphasized her curves without exposing too much skin, I actually had something else in mind. “Come on, Miss Irwin! This is way too conservative. You think I didn’t notice