Ariana's pov I woke up the next morning with a sore pussy and a smile on my face. I stretched my body as I got up and started getting ready for the day.I had to go to school, and I didn’t want to be late. I got dressed and did my hair. I decided on a short skirt with some leggings under it and a white button-up shirt. The collar fell low enough that I could see my cleavage.I finished my makeup and headed out the door, heading to school. My body was sore as I walked, reminding me of the pleasure Richard had given me yesterday.I had never felt so good before.He was so much older than me, but that had made it feel better. He knew what he was doing, and he was good at it. He knew how to make me feel amazing. I couldn’t stop thinking about his body yesterday, and his cock.It had filled me up so well. My pussy clenched as I remembered how it had stretched me open.I walked to my locker and started switching out my books for my first class. I heard a whisper in my ear and turned, see
I watched him as he walked to me and pulled me to my feet. "You’re something else,” he said, leaning down to kiss me.His lips were soft against mine as he pulled away. “Now go clean up, Ariana.”I nodded and pulled my skirt down. He stretched my panties to me, but I asked him to keep it, "It will be a reminder." I kissed his lips before walking away, heading out of the hallway. I needed to clean myself up, but I knew I would be back here tomorrow for my next class with him. He would want me again.He had let me have my way with him today, and next time would be no different.We were forbidden, and I loved it.I needed him again, and he knew it. He would give in every time, just like he did today. I had him wrapped around my finger, and I wasn’t going to let go anytime soon.I stopped at the girls' bathroom and cleaned myself up. My heart fluttered as I remembered him fucking me in his office.◆◆◆◆Richard's POV:I watched her as she walked out of my office. She wanted me so bad, and
I then stood up and pulled out a condom from my drawer. I had bought them yesterday when I realized that she had been playing with me.I put it on my cock and walked behind her. My hands went to her ass, spreading it apart. My cock rubbed against her hole, and she moaned at the pressure, pressing into her slowly, her body stretching around mine. She moaned as I pumped in deeper, the plug already inside her.It felt good, so good. She was tight and hot, and her body clenched around mine.I fucked her like this for a few minutes before pulling out. Her body tightened as I took the plug out, and she fell forward on my bed.I stood up and then flipped her to her back. took the plug and put some of my saliva on it before rubbing it on her nipples.Watched as it hardened under my touch, and then I placed the plug on her nipple.She gasped in pleasure at the sensation, and I leaned down and sucked her other nipple into my mouth. I sucked it into my mouth before licking it and biting gently.
I was his slut, and I wouldn’t let go of that for anything. I wanted him to keep fucking me, even though we shouldn’t be fucking.He was my forbidden fruit, and I would eat it up until I couldn’t anymore. I wanted his cock inside me, and only his cock.We stood under the hot water until it grew cold, then he turned it off and helped me out of the shower. He dried me off and then grabbed a towel to dry himself.He pulled on a pair of jeans and a shirt and then reached into his dresser for something.He walked over to me and handed me a pair of panties.“I got them for you," he said and I blushed when I saw them, they were red silk. “Thanks,” I said.He smiled and kissed me. I reached for his cock, but he pulled back.“We should get you home before your mom comes back,” he said.I nodded and pulled on the panties he had given me. He handed me one of his shirts to put on, and it fell to my knees. I smiled up at him.He grabbed his keys and then helped me to the car. He drove us to my ho
I frowned. “Your pet?” I repeated.“Yes,” he said.“Is that the surprise?” I asked.“Just a hint,” he said.“So, what? Maybe I could get more hints,” I said, twirling my hair as I giggled.“Well, I want you to walk around naked for me and wear a leash,” he said.I giggled again at his words and then asked, “You want me to be your slave?”“Yes, I do,” he said.“And what do you plan on doing to your pet,” I asked.“I will tie her down and fuck her good and hard. She will have to listen to everything I tell her,” he said, as his voice got deeper.I blushed at the thought of being tied down while he fucked me. It made my pussy wet. I wanted that, wanted it so bad.◆◆◆◆Richard's POV:I loved the sound of how she giggled, her voice tiny. “That sounds good.” Her pussy was wet. I heard it in her voice. She wanted this.“Meet me at my house at 7,” I told her, hearing her breath catch at my words. She wanted to say yes. I knew she did.“Yes, I will be there,” she said to me.I grinned at her w
When we were done, I pulled out of her and reached behind me for something. She turned to face me, and then her eyes grew wide.“What’s that?” she asked.“Something I bought for you, pet,” I told her.It was a butt plug, one that would keep her pussy and asshole filled up for me.She bit her lip and then asked, “Do I have to?”“Yes,” I replied.She nodded and then leaned over the bed again. I reached down and grabbed some lube from the floor.I lubed up the plug and then her ass. She gasped as the cold liquid hit her skin.I grinned and then reached around to grab her clit. I pinched it between my fingers and then rubbed it hard.She gasped again, and her body shook. Her pussy clenched and released. I kept rubbing her clit.Her ass opened up, and I slipped the plug inside. She gasped at the feeling and then moaned when I pinched her clit again.Her pussy came again, tightening on nothing. I laughed and then kissed her neck.“Now you’re a true pet, Ariana,” I told her.Her cheeks flush
When we were done, he pulled out of me and reached for his pants. I watched as he pulled them back on.He leaned down to kiss me, his lips soft against mine."Don't forget your tutorial immediately after school," he said."Yes, Mr Richard. I really need your help with T.S. Elliott poems." I said with a pout as I wore my clothes. "See you later, Daddy."I heard a groan before leaving his office that day with a huge smile on my face.I already missed his cock inside me. He had made me addicted to it. I could not get enough of it.I walked to the cafeteria, feeling my body tingle with pleasure. I couldn’t wait until next time. I wanted his cock again.Hazel walked up to me and asked, “Where were you, Ariana?”I grinned at her words. “With Mr. Richard,” I told her.“Are you okay?” She asked.I nodded and then smiled at her. “I am perfect,” I said.She stared at me for a minute, and then left me. I didn’t care, I wanted Richard again. He was the only thing I could think about. I'm addicted
I felt so happy at the feeling of being in his arms. He kissed me again, his tongue wrapping around mine.I smiled, wanting to be with him again and again. He made my body sing.I felt safe in his arms, and knew he would never hurt me. He was a good man, careful to always give me a contraceptive, condom or not.I don’t know how long he held me in his arms. I didn’t want him to let me go. I was addicted to his touch.Addicted to him.◆◆◆◆Richard's POV:I couldn't believe the way she felt on my cock, her body was so sweet and I was going to be inside her every day for the next three weeks.The problem was, I was supposed to feel guilty, she was a student and I was her teacher, but the thing is she was no ordinary student; she was sexy as fuck, no lady has ever made me feel this way.I was addicted to Ariana's body, her pussy was the best pussy I've ever tasted in my entire life, her ass is so tight. And she was so hot.I am fucked! I groaned, as I rubbed my face out of frustration and
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