He pressed his hand over her mouth to stop her from shouting. He had been going up and down trying to make the party a success that when he was done, all he needed was to be in a quiet space. The kitchen seemed to offer that, and he'd been enjoying it until she came in. The moonlight was the only source of illumination that helped Cheryl identify this unknown figure. Knowing it was George eased her a bit that she didn't know when she wrapped her arms around him. He caressed her head."Where have you been?" She asked softly, looking up into his eyes. "I missed you."They were about to kiss when the sound of overlapping conversation and laughter traveled through the house. Some people were heading towards the kitchen.Cheryl quickly turned towards the switch and turned on the light only to realize George was no longer in the kitchen. Some girls led by Vanessa tobbled into the kitchen, and as soon as her friend saw her, she became concerned."Darren told me you left him. Why? Don't you
The morning was peaceful for them both. The birds chirping softly, the trees swaying to the morning breeze and the warmth of the sun kissing the face of a beautiful woman beside him. Despite the smudged makeup on her face that he knew was as a result of last night, he couldn't help admiring her. He kissed her lightly on the lips and that made her stir awake."Good morning, sugar." His deep voice vibrated through her ears like sweet music.Cheryl smiled up at him as she responded. "Morning, George." "How do you feel?" He asked, genuinely out of concern and she scrunched up her nose in response."I feel like I've been split in half." His face fell as he gathered her in his arms. "I'm so sorry."Cheryl laughed in his chest, regretting it almost immediately as the movement reminded her of the ache in between her legs. Considering how they had only had sex once, it was still the best for her. She had reached climax for the first time and this only made her want more.Before she could sto
As soon as he heard the last car zoom off, George let his fork clatter on the plate, his lips pressed together. Cheryl looked at him, his hands clasped together in a pressured manner. He looked like he wanted to kill someone with his bare hands, and judging from how large they were, he wouldn't need much time and energy to drain the life out of fucking Darren."Are you fine?" The question seemed to have triggered him as he glared at her, his jaws clenched."I saw the way he looked at you, Cheryl. I saw him kiss you...""It was just a light kiss.""And I heard how Vanessa said you both were together last night." He leaned back in his seat, the action making her pussy clench with want that she crossed her legs together. "Tell me, Cheryl. How do I punish you for talking to other boys when you're already mine?"Was this his way of acknowledging that their sexual adventure wasn't going to be a one time thing?She started to take off her shirt as she responded, all sense of fear eluding he
George watched as she came undone, screaming alongside it. Goddamn it, the girl was a squirter. A flooding one at that. He forced himself not to smile as he pulled the strands of hair off her face. Her eyes were still shut tightly, her lips slightly parted to give way for the sharp burst of air that was passing through. With a soft caress of his hand on her cheek, he muttered, "Since you disobeyed me, I'm afraid I have to give you this next punishment."He took a step backwards as if to admire his work of art before giving out orders. "Turn around and arch your back for me."She quickly did as told, excitement still coursing her body so hard she felt like her limbs would give out. But soon, she was on all fours, the top of her body being lower than the rest. George kept admiring her figure. The slimmer waist and her large round buttocks that wiggled like soft balloon filled with water. Before she could catch her breath, he had landed a slap on one cheek. She sucked in a sharp gasp,
As the day went by, Cheryl decided to take a shower as she wasn't sure when Vanessa and her friends would return. It wouldn't speak well for them to find her in her father's arms, naked and spent from riding his dick to paradise. The shower turned on, offering a cold and relaxing embrace. As she shut her eyes, ready to revel in the shower, she felt a strong arm snake its way around her waist. He lowered himself and kissed the corner of her neck. "You know, I've always wanted you for some time now." George began to say, making Cheryl's heart beat fast. His flaccid but still enormous dick pressing against her ass made it beat even faster. "Seeing you all sexy in all those clothes you wear, with your beautiful hair sprawled all over your shoulders and your..." he wrapped one hand around her boob, squeezing hard while she leaned against him. "You are irresistible. And coming to me in all your glory. I'm asking for my dick. Everything just makes me realize that I might be addicted t
She had informed Vanessa about what happened that morning over the phone and had sent a text that she was coming to stay for a while in her house. Although she was aware she wouldn't be back for sometime, she still went there. She could really use a hug from George."Hey," George muttered softly as he raised his head from the screen where he'd been having an online meeting. The woman before him was nothing like the one that left his house the day before. She was drabby and all teary-eyed and all he wanted to do was wrap his arms around her to ensure she was okay."Reschedule the meeting till next week, Rob." He said to the screen, his secretary doing a double take as if he didn't hear right."But sir, this meeting with the Ox Company is only going to happen once. We have been asking for this for a very long time...""Rob!" He snapped and the rather tall and lanky man with a pair of glasses on the screen nodded slightly before scribbling in his notes.George pushed his laptop aside an
He began to caress her tits, pinching and twirling her nipples as she kept sucking him. The sharp feeling of pleasure traveled straight to the middle of her thighs as his legs jerked and he muttered a string of curses she could barely make out. She began to wiggle her ass, the friction giving her a bit of release from the torturous arousal she was feeling from pushing her head further down till his crown was stretching past her throat. Her eyes watered, his large member making it hard for air to pass through her mouth. George had grabbed her hair and held her in place so she couldn't move. She gripped his thighs for support as her face reddened and George felt even more turned on by this sight. She was breathless, choking and still wanted his dick. Fucking greedy. "Look at you. So beautiful while my dick is inside your tiny mouth, fucking you till you can't breathe." She whimpered through her nose, a single tear streaming down her eye. He wiped it with his thumb, feeling his dick
George gripped the steering wheel, his thoughts filled with Cheryl. He should have known something was wrong sooner. The way she clung to him, the way her voice trembled when she spoke and when he found out, it wasn’t just about a bad argument with her parents. It was harder than that. And now, he was about to find out just how hard.Vanessa’s words echoed in his head. "Her parents neglected her and were too busy showing off their perfection rather than be a perfect parent." He had listened carefully. "I mean, what parent put pressure on their child because of their debt." Cheryl’s parents had all but abandoned her, lost in the wreckage of their toxic marriage. Her father, whom George recognized once as a respected man, had started selling off their belongings to cover some mysterious debt. And now, things had spiraled even further as he was about to sell his establishment, the very foundation of whatever pride he had left.George pulled into Daniel’s driveway and killed the engine.
Derrick laughed and hiccupped. He was about to grab the bottle, but Carson stopped him . “That’s enough drink for you for today, Derrick. I'm not about to carry you home after you fell asleep drunk in a bar.” Derrick chuckled and hiccupped again. “But I'm not drunk yet.” “You are drunk as fuck, girl,” said Laura. “So what about you, Carson? How was your week, and how are your clients holding?” Laura asked. The Sancfrost bar was their haven. A place where they could rant about their issues like they would love to at work. Carson leaned closer to gossip with his friends when a dark and familiar shadow fell over their table. "Carson, still hiding in the corner with the good girls?" a deep voice drawled, every word dripping with mockery. Carson took a long, deep breath, mentally preparing herself before turning around. There he was, Paul Chase, one of his ex-boyfriends, every bit as infuriating as the last time they met. He wore a crisp black suit, the tailored fabric doing lit
Pushing him down, Raymond looked at his face. He looked at him, hazy He pushed his tongue between his buttcheeks , pulling them apart with his hands. Carson moaned and threw his head back in pleasure. He loved his reactions. Raymond licked up and down his ass, savoring the salty taste of her. He brought his tongue to his clenching asshole and thrust it inside of her. "Oh god, yes, fill me up,” he moaned above him. He kept pushing his tongue in and out of his wet hole, twirling it around inside of him. Raymond felt Carson’s hand lowering to his hard cock. He grabbed his hand and forced it aside. "You do not touch what is mine without permission, babe." He whimpered from the loss of contact, but he saw his ass clench when he made that action. Raymond stood up and took his pants and underwear off, letting his hard cock spring free and smack his stomach. “I want you to suck my hard cock and get it nice and wet for your ass, babe,” he purred out to Carson . Carson leaned
But Carson had other plans. He took Raymond's hand, his eyes locked on his father's. "Actually, Dad, I'm not letting Raymond go. Not as my bodyguard, but as my boyfriend." His father's expression turned stern, but Carson stood his ground. "We love each other, Dad. And I'm happy." The tension between them was palpable, but eventually, his father relented. "Fine, but you need to be careful. I just want what's best for you, Carson." Carson smiled, feeling a sense of freedom. "I know, Dad. And what's best for me is Raymond." As the days passed, Carson's father grew more accepting of their relationship. He even saw the benefits of having a boyfriend who was also a skilled protector. Carson's college graduation day arrived, and Raymond was there to support him. Sophia, Carson's drag queen best friend, was also in attenPaulce. As Carson collected his accolades, Sophia and Raymond chatted for the first time. Sophia grinned at Raymond. "Carson told me a lot about you. I have to say, I w
Raymond looked in shock. “Do you carry that everywhere?” “Sometimes,” said Carson, handing the toy to Raymond . “Let’s use this. You are injured and I can’t let your stitches come apart. Raymond collected the toy, reached out and squeezed Carson’s waist, leaning in to kiss him. he kissed him back. They kissed until Raymond had his hands on Carson’s chest, squeezing his chest which he bent down to suck afterward. “You’re so hot Carson ,” he said Carson blushed furiously at his words. “You think I’m hot?” “Yeah,” Raymond said, his eyes on Carson’s neck. “I’m gonna fuck your brains out now Carson , ya know that?” Raymond said, licking his lips. Carson seemed shocked at Raymond’s words. Since when did the sweet Raymond sound so dominant? But…but… he loved it. “Yes Daddy,” Carson said coquettishly, fluttering his eyelashes seductively at Raymond. Raymond massaged Carson’s body, his hands trailing about his moist body. he squeezed his ass and kis
“I know,” he said softly. “I didn’t respond because I was trying to pretend I could keep my distance. That I could do my job and protect you without letting myself feel it.” He exhaled hard, then leaned in closer, forehead nearly touching Carson’s. “But when I saw you on the ground… none of that mattered. All I could think was, please don’t let him die before I get the chance to say it back.” Carson didn’t say a word. Just looked at him, waiting. Raymond’s voice was raw now. Exposed. “I love you. God help me, I do. And I’ll never be late again.” Carson smiled, bloody and bruised but bright. “Took you long enough.” Raymond laughed—shaky and low—before pulling Carson into his arms like he’d never let go. “He’s trying to escape, Carson said, pointing in the direction Eli had fled. Raymond took off, fury in every stride. He chased Eli across the back lawn of the campus, past the trees and onto the empty field where shadows stretched long and unforgiving. Eli turned just as Raymond
“Why are you here alone?” he asked, an expression on his face Raymond had never seen before. “Huh?” “Do you know how worried you made me? What if one of these perverts tries anything with you? If Sam hadn't called me…” “Sam called you?” Sam was one of the friends they had made at the sex parties. He had probably seen him and informed Carson about it. But why did Carson look so agitated? “You didn’t have to worry about me. I'm doing okay. Besides, no one can try shit with me. I’m a bodguard, remember?” Carson sighed heavily and dropped to his knees, holding his hands and kissing them again. Raymond was surprised by his actions. Why was he doing this? “I was worried, Raymond. Don't do this again.” “Why are you so worried? It's not like anything happened.” “It's because I care about you. I can’t let any of these bitches here take you away from me!” “Umm…I'm not sure what you mean, but…” “You know what I mean. I care for you, Raymond.” Carson rose to his feet. Raymond w
Bianca wrapped her legs around her husband's waist as he moved up and down, taking her dick, their cum dripping on the soft rug. Their actions had ignited a fire in Raymond's body, and he had felt so good watching them fuck. He was hard and he took out his cock, masturbating and watching them at the same time. So much so that he felt like joining them. As Bianca and her husband kissed, his lips traveling to his breasts, Raymond stroked his cock faster. When Ben and his wife were done, Raymond quickly put his dick back in his pants and returned to the room and pretended to be asleep. For days and even months after that, Raymond could not stop thinking about it. he loved watching it, and he wanted to watch it again. But it was sinful, so he pushed the thought to the back of his head. So, was Carson telling the truth? Did he have a sexual voyeur after all? Yet he could not be so sure. “How can I be so sure?” “Would you like to be sure?” Carson said with a smirk.
But Raymond did not listen. He twirled his tongue inside his ass, tasting every bit of him. He spat inside his ass. Carson closed his eye, stifling his moan. Raymond soon took out his tongue and inserted his finger into Carson ’s ass again. Carson gasped as he did that, closing his eyes as Raymond thrusted his thick fingers into him. He then placed the second finger, causing his to moan again. He was feeling so good. Raymond hand curved to find his sweet spot. He pressed it causing Carson to tremble with pleasure. He grinded his ass against his fingers. “Yes! There! That! There! Just one more! Nigh! Ah!” Raymond massaged Carson’s cock as well with the other hand , driving Carson mad. He began to thrust in and out of him, pumping his fingers harder inside as he leaned closer, devouring Carson ’s mouth. Carson convulsed with pleasure, his legs shaking in the air from the sweet sensations.◆◆◆◆ Time passed and Carson’s father’s men soon rescued them. At the time, they ha
As the storm raged on outside, Raymond and Carson huddled together in the cave, trying to warm each other up. They had been there for hours, and the cold was starting to take its toll. Carson , who had been quiet for a while, suddenly spoke up. "We need to find a way to secure ourselves for the night," he said, his voice shaking with cold. "This storm isn't going to pass anytime soon." Raymond nodded, and together they started to gather rocks and branches to create a makeshift barrier against the wind and rain. As they worked, they talked about their lives, their dreams, and their fears. As the night wore on, they found themselves getting closer and closer, until finally, they were sitting right next to each other. It was then that Raymond turned to Carson and kissed him. It was a soft, gentle kiss, but it was enough to spark a passion that had been building all night. As the storm raged on outside, they made love in the cave again, their bodies warm and entwined. It was