The bed shook with every thrust he made, and all I could do was hope that it wouldn't break or collapse under our weight. If it did, it would surely be painful for both of us, especially for me since I was underneath.The anxiety I felt dissipated when he pushed me up with a forceful slap on my buttocks, and then turned me around before pinning me against the headboard of the bed.From there, he fucked me relentlessly, causing me to reach heights of pleasure I had never experienced before.What drove me crazy was that I found myself falling in love with this position more than any other position we had tried before. It felt even more pleasurable because it felt like he was completely inside me, his entire being. I could feel every thrust.I winced slightly when I heard the sound of his hand slapping against my buttocks while he continued to pound into me, but for some reason, it only made me more aroused."Ohhh fuck!" I cried out as I felt the sharp pain in my rear end from his action
As soon as I arrived, I immediately went inside the house and it felt like I was drenched with a bucket of cold water when I saw my grandma watching a steamy scene on TV! Yes, steamy. She was watching a steamy scene while repeatedly saying the words "Oh my goodness!"It wasn't really a literal steamy scene, it was just a bed scene in a soap opera. And when it comes to soap operas, you probably know their bed scenes, right? Just stripping off their clothes while kissing and then it's fast forward."This movie is so rude," complained my grandma, who was shaking her head at me. She already knew the scene was rude, yet she still watched it. Maybe she should have just switched to another channel or turned off the TV? It was silly.I chuckled as I approached her. She had her back turned to me so she didn't feel my presence. When I saw that we were just a few feet away from each other, I bent down and quickly kissed her cheek.But instead of getting a kiss back, I received a blow to the head
I thought my questions would be answered and my mind would be cleared, but it seems like it got worse because of his answers. He used riddles to answer my questions and it just made things more complicated. I hate riddles because they make things harder for students or people in general. Now, I'm just stuck trying to figure out the answers to his riddles.I sighed deeply as I thought about my problems. It's stressing me out, even though it's early in the morning. I stood up from my bed, but quickly sat back down when I felt dizzy.I felt something in my stomach, like it was being dug up. The next thing I knew, I was vomiting on the floor. Unlike others who vomit what they ate, all that came out was saliva. There's no sink or restroom in my room, so I had to vomit on the floor. I'm too dizzy to go downstairs to the restroom.I'm wondering what's happening to me. Did I get cursed or do I have a brain tumor? I don't want to die yet.When I felt a little better and stopped vomiting, I sto
I was panting as I leaned on the door behind me, right after I entered the classroom. I was so out of breath, as if I had just finished running a marathon, but in fact, I didn't even run that far. I felt stupid.As I straightened up, I heard a cough. I followed where the sound came from and realized that everyone's attention was on me, including the strict-looking elderly female teacher. I blushed with embarrassment. Damn, I felt so stupid."Who are you, miss? And what the hell are you doing here?" The teacher raised an eyebrow as she asked me. I was about to answer, but then I realized that I was in an unfamiliar classroom. I looked around and felt even more embarrassed when I realized that I was in the wrong class. No wonder the students and classroom looked unfamiliar. And that's why she was asking me what I was doing here. I was about to answer sarcastically when I stopped myself. Another embarrassment would have been the last thing I wanted.I gave the teacher an awkward grin and
I could clearly see with my own two eyes how he swallowed repeatedly because of the sensual way I spoke those words. It made me smile widely because it looks like I will win this time.I smiled seductively before closing the door behind me. I locked it first before stepping closer to him. I turned to face his table and I could see how he looked at me with desire.I smiled seductively at him before sensually stroking his arm. From his arms, I slowly moved my hand towards his neck and down to his hard chest. I slipped my hand into his business suit.I felt his hard and broad chest first before lightly stroking it and playing with his nipple. I could see with my own two eyes how his breathing quickened, a sign that he was being swayed. And maybe later on, his wild side will show up again."W-hat ar—" Before he could finish what he want to say again I cut it off again. "Sit on the desk daddy, and let your little cow girl bring you to heaven."After saying those words, we were completely
Oh, that's why. I was worried for a moment there.After hearing his response, I pulled away from him, and as I did, my saliva also dripped from the corner of my mouth.He held my chin and lifted me up from my seated position, then gave me a peck on my lips without hesitation. He may have tasted himself in my mouth from earlier.He got up from his seat, then pushed me towards the table where he was just sitting. He made me lie face down on the table, causing my two mountains to press against the cold surface.At that moment, he held both of my hands from behind while I was lying on the table.I couldn't help but smile as I felt his hands on my buttocks."Spank me more, daddy."I cannot help but say that I can no longer bear the sensation he is giving me."What did you say, baby?" he huskily asked as he spanked me again. "Hmmm... baby?"I moaned again as I felt his hands on my butt again. I could feel the stinging pain on my butt, but I don't know why, it seems like I enjoy it more when
I was standing still while walking down the hallway. Like heck, what was that about?! Did he just call me bitch? Did he want me to leave? Why?My mind was in chaos. I didn't know what to think or what to do. Could someone tell me what's happening and why he asked me to leave after satisfying himself with my body? Could someone tell me what the hell is happening and why the hell he called me a bitch?For Pete's sake, my mind was a mess. I didn't know what to do.Like fuck, after he satisfied himself with me. After doing whatever he did to my body, he asked me to leave?! Why? And to make matters worse, he even called me a bitch. Like heck, do I look like the sea with many men?! Ha?! For Pete's sake, he's the only man I've had.In the middle of my walk, I stopped when I saw a group of students gathered. Confusion appeared on my face. I wondered what they were doing at the bulletin board and why they were packed like they were up to something.But I didn't bother to ask. Yes, I have a cur
I felt cold. It seemed like the world stopped spinning. My brain couldn't process what he said. I felt stuck in place as if my whole body had turned to cement. Even speaking was a challenge. My heart thudded in my chest, and I struggled to say, "Huh?" I needed clarification because I might have misheard him.He replied, panting, "Your house is on fire."The anxiety intensified, and the world truly seemed to stop spinning. Even the people walking in the hallway froze in my vision. Even Bebot, gasping in front of me, stopped moving and breathing and became a statue.It felt like every living thing had stopped moving at that moment, and the only thing that was vivid was the thundering heartbeat of my heart and the pain that was consuming me."Are you kidding me?" I stuttered in response, trying to recover from my shock. I knew he might be offended by my question because it might seem like I didn't trust him.But can you blame me? I didn't know what to think, and I didn't know what to do,