LOGINLila.When I tried to push back, chasing more of his tongue, Ronan slapped my ass hard. The sharp crack echoed through the shack.“Hold still, baby girl. Take exactly what Daddy gives you.”Two thick fingers slammed into my dripping cunt without warning, burying knuckle-deep in one rough thrust.I screamed, forehead pressing against the rough wall as my pussy stretched around the sudden invasion. He curled them perfectly, stroking that sensitive spot deep inside that made my eyes roll back in raw ecstasy.His mouth never left my clit—sucking, flicking, gently biting until my juices coated his chin and dripped down his wrist in messy rivulets.I was sobbing when the orgasm tore through me, voice hoarse and broken.“Daddy—I’m coming—fuuuuck!”My cunt clamped down viciously around his fingers, pulsing and fluttering as hot slick gushed out, squirting over his hand and splattering his forearm. He groaned against my clit, the vibration dragging the pleasure out until my legs gave way. Only
Lila.The heavy bass from the beach bonfire throbbed through the night like a second heartbeat, vibrating up through the sand and mixing with the crash of waves and the sloppy, drunken sounds of horny couples.Laughter melted into loud moans. Clothes were yanked aside. Cocks disappeared into eager mouths and dripping cunts under the flickering firelight. The air was thick with salt, sweat, cheap beer, and the unmistakable raw scent of sex.Chase’s hand rested hot on my lower back, fingers dipping low enough to tease the top of my ass under the tiny denim skirt. His hard cock had been grinding against my thigh for the past hour, leaking into his trunks while his eyes stayed glued to Bella dancing nearby.She looked like pure sin in her skimpy bikini, massive tits bouncing, nipples stiff and obvious. Some guy already had his hand shoved down her bottoms, fingers pumping into her while she rolled her hips.Chase wanted her badly. I didn’t give a fuck. My throbbing pussy was already achin
Lila.The afternoon stretched out in torturous anticipation. Bella buzzed around downstairs getting the picnic ready, while I dressed like the shameless little slut Ronan had turned me into. I slipped on a tiny denim skirt that barely covered the bottom curve of my ass and a thin, tight top with no bra. My hard nipples poked obviously against the fabric. No panties either.I wanted him to see exactly what he’d created—wet, needy, and dripping for him.When the knock finally came, my heart slammed against my ribs.“It’s open,” I called, voice shaky.Ronan stepped inside and the whole room seemed to shrink, growing hotter and thicker with tension. His sleeves were rolled up, showing off those powerful, corded forearms. His work pants hugged his thick thighs and that heavy bulge I now knew so intimately.He carried a small toolbox. His dark eyes swept over me slowly, lingering on my stiff nipples and the bare expanse of my legs. The heat in that brief look made my pussy flood insta
Lila.I woke up deliciously sore.My thighs were sticky with dried cum, my pussy tender and swollen with a deep, throbbing ache that pulsed through my core with every tiny movement. It was the sweet reminder that Ronan had fucked me raw last night—his massive, veined cock stretching and claiming my virgin cunt for the first time. God, just thinking the words sent a fresh rush of creamy heat leaking between my legs. Every filthy fantasy I’d ever rubbed my clit to had come true in one brutal, perfect night. Now my body only craved one thing: his thick cock. The heavy, unforgiving length that had reshaped my tight little hole and left me addicted.I rolled onto my side, squeezing my thighs together. The pressure on my oversensitive clit dragged a muffled moan from my throat. Something had cracked open inside me—a greedy, bottomless hunger for the dirty, degrading things I wanted Ronan to do to me again.Was this addiction? This shameful, desperate need to be used by my best friend’
Lila.“Beg for it properly,” he commanded, rubbing the fat, silky head of his cock up and down my slick folds, teasing my dripping entrance. “Tell Daddy exactly what you need.”“Please, Daddy,” I whimpered, hips pushing back greedily, voice shaking with raw desperation. “I need your thick cock stretching my tight virgin pussy. Fuck me deep and raw. Ruin me. Make me yours. I’ve waited so long for this—please wreck my little cunt and fill me up.”Ronan let out a low, filthy groan. “Oh my God, Daddy. I’m Fùcking yours.” My voice cracked into a needy whimper as he pushed two thick fingers back inside me, scissoring them roughly, stretching my walls with that delicious burn of pain and pleasure. I ground against his hand like a slut in heat, chasing more.“Now you can stop watching and take this candy for yourself.” He pulled his fingers out suddenly, leaving me empty and whining pathetically, my pussy clenching and fluttering around nothing.But my eyes locked onto his hands as he unwrap
Lila.My pulse hammered wildly in my ears, matching the deep, throbbing ache between my spread thighs.I pushed up onto my elbows, the cool sheets bunching under my palms as I fought to steady my ragged breathing. This was the moment I’d fantasized about for years—the one that left me soaked and whimpering Ronan’s name into my pillow night after night, fingers buried deep in my dripping cunt.I wanted to be perfect for him. Completely surrendered. Nothing would ruin this. Not my nerves, not a single lingering doubt.All I needed was him—taking control, claiming every inch of me, and ruining my tight virgin pussy for any other man.I planted my feet flat on the mattress, knees falling open wider, shamelessly exposing my slick, swollen folds to his burning gaze. Cool air kissed my overheated, dripping sex, making my clit twitch with desperate need.Ronan took his time, dark eyes devouring every exposed inch of me like he owned it. His stare lingered on my full, heaving breasts and the s
Lila.The air between us thickened, heavy and electric, thick with forbidden lust and the sharp edge of danger that only made my pussy throb harder.I was teetering right on the brink of something I could never come back from. My body hummed with desperate, aching need while my mind spun with filth
Lila.I stumbled backward with a sharp gasp.My heart hammering wildly as the filthy image burned itself into my brain—Ronan’s strong fist wrapped tight around that massive, veined cock, stroking it slow and deliberate while his deep groans echoed in my ears.What the actual fuck was I thinking?St
Kristi.The night Dad told me about the internship, I went out with my friends to celebrate and get enough liquid courage to hit send.We had shots at the bar, loud music, dancing until my feet ached and my head spun. I was drunk, the kind of drunk where everything felt warm and fuzzy and reckless
Kristi.I’ve wanted to fuck Troy since I was seventeen. That dirty, forbidden ache started the summer he came over for Dad’s birthday barbecue, shirtless in the backyard, sweat glistening on his broad chest and those powerful arms that looked like they could pin me down without effort.He was my







