FORBIDDEN LESSONS (VIII)

Maya

I was still half‑asleep when I felt Daniel’s hand slide under the thin blanket and press against my hips. His fingers were rough, warm, and they slipped straight between my legs without any warning. I gasped as two of his fingers pushed deep into my sleeping pussy, curling sharply against the spot that made my back arch off the mattress.

“Fuck… Daniel…” I cried, my voice thick with sleep and sudden pleasure.

He didn’t answer, just kept his fingers moving, twisting and pressing until I could feel the heat building low in my belly. My hips bucked instinctively, trying to take more of him inside me.

“You’re so wet already,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “Your body knows what it wants even when your mind is still dreaming.”

I moaned, my thighs spreading wider as he added a third finger, stretching me further. The sensation was sharp, intense, and I could feel my juices slicking his hand.

“Please… more…” I begged, my voice breaking.

He pulled his fingers out slowly, leaving me aching and empty for a heartbeat. Then he flipped me onto my stomach before I could even react, pressing my chest into the sheets and lifting my hips high. My ass was exposed, my pussy open and dripping.

“Look at you, ready for me,” he said, his voice low and possessive. He lined his cock up with my entrance and pushed in slow, deep, filling me inch by inch. The stretch burned deliciously, and I let out a loud moan as he bottomed out.

“You feel that?” he grunted, his hips pressing hard against my ass. “That’s my cock claiming you. I’m going to breed you before your mom gets back.”

I whimpered, my fingers digging into the mattress. “Yes… Daddy… fill me… make me yours.”

He began to thrust, slow and deep, each drag of his shaft scraping against my swollen walls. The angle was perfect, hitting that spot that made my vision blur. I could feel his balls slap against my ass with every push, and the sound of our flesh meeting filled the quiet room.

“You like being taken from behind?” he asked, his hand sliding up to grab a handful of my hair, pulling my head back. “You like feeling my cock stretch you while I talk about filling you with my seed?”

“Yes… yes… I love it…” I gasped, my voice raw.

He leaned forward, his chest pressing against my back, his lips brushing my ear. “I’m going to pump you full of my cum, Maya. I’m going to make sure every drop stays inside you, so you’ll carry a piece of me all day.”

The filthy promise sent a fresh wave of heat through me. My pussy clenched around him, trying to milk him deeper.

“Fuck… you’re so tight,” he groaned, his thrusts becoming a little harder, a little faster. “You’re made to take my load.”

I moaned louder, my body trembling as the pleasure built. My breasts rubbed against the sheets, nipples hard and sensitive. I could feel the coil tightening in my belly, each stroke bringing me closer to the edge.

“Almost there, baby?” he whispered, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit where it peeked out from beneath my hips.

I cried out, my back arching even more. “I’m gonna cum… please… let me cum…”

He slowed just enough to keep me on the brink, his cock still buried deep, his fingers still teasing my clit.

“Not yet,” he said, his voice firm. “I want to feel you squeeze when I finally let you go.”

He slammed into me one last time, hard and deep, and I exploded. My orgasm hit like a wave, my pussy clamping down on his cock with a violent grip. I screamed, my body jerking as waves of pleasure ripped through me. My juices gushed out, mixing with his precum, slicking his shaft and my thighs.

Daniel groaned, his own release building fast. He kept thrusting, his movements frantic, as he filled me with his hot cum. I felt each pulse of his seed shooting deep inside me, filling me, marking me.

He slowly pulled out, a string of cum and my juices trailing from my pussy to the sheets. He collapsed beside me, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.

After a few minutes of quiet, I felt a sudden surge of daring. I reached for the silk scarf we kept on the nightstand and tied it tightly around Daniel’s eyes, blindfolding him. He blinked in surprise, then chuckled low.

“What are you up to, baby?” he asked, his voice thick with sleep and lust.

I straddled his chest, my knees bracking his ribs, my dripping pussy hovering just above his face. I could feel his breath hot against my skin, and I lowered myself slowly, letting my lips brush his mouth.

“Open up, Daddy,” I commanded, my voice firm but breathy. “I’m going to ride your tongue until I scream.”

He obeyed, opening his mouth wide. I pressed my cunt down, feeling his tongue slide instantly between my folds, licking up my juices. The sensation was electric—his tongue flicking over my clit, then diving deep, sucking and teasing.

“Fuck… yes…” I moaned, grinding my hips in slow circles, letting his tongue work me over. “Your tongue feels so good inside me.”

I could hear his muffled groans, the way his throat vibrated as he ate me out. My hands reached up to pinch my own nipples hard, twisting them between my fingers, sending sharp spikes of pleasure straight to my core.

“Harder… suck my clit…” I begged, rocking faster now, my pussy slick and swollen.

He responded, his tongue lashing against my bud with relentless speed, his nose pressing into my pubic bone as he inhaled my scent. My moans grew louder, my body trembling as the pleasure built.

“I’m close… I’m gonna cum on your face,” I gasped, my voice shaking.

He sucked harder, his lips sealing around my clit, his tongue flicking like a snake. I felt the tension snap.

My orgasm exploded, a violent rush that made my back arch and my thighs shake. I cried out, a loud, unrestrained scream, as my pussy clenched and gushed, flooding his face with my hot juices. He lapped it up eagerly, swallowing every drop, his eyes still covered but his face shining with my essence.

I collapsed forward, my chest heaving, my pussy still twitching from the aftershocks. I stayed straddling his face for a moment, letting him lick me clean, then slid down until my hips lined up with his cock.

His erection was hard and slick with our combined fluids, pressing against my ass. I lifted myself, guiding him to my entrance, and sank down slowly, feeling him stretch me again.

“Fuck… you feel so big inside me,” I moaned, starting to bounce, lifting my hips and dropping them hard onto his shaft.

I reached up and pinched my nipples again, pulling hard, the pain mixing with the pleasure of his cock filling me. My breasts bounced with each bounce, my moans filling the room.

“Don’t you dare come until I say so,” I ordered, my voice low and demanding, my eyes locked on his blindfolded face. “I want to feel you throb inside me while I ride you.”

He groaned, a deep, guttural sound, his hands gripping my hips tightly, guiding my movements.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he muttered, his voice strained.

I increased my pace, bouncing harder, my ass slapping against his thighs with each drop. The sound of our bodies meeting was loud, wet, and filthy. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, each pulse a promise of his impending release.

“Feel how close I am?” I whispered, leaning forward so my lips brushed his ear, even though he couldn’t see me. “I’m going to make you beg for it.”

He gasped, his hips jerking upward to meet my movements. “Fuck… Maya… please… let me cum…”

I shook my head, my fingers digging into his chest. “Not yet. I want to feel you explode when I tell you to.”

I kept riding, my movements frantic, my pussy slick and hot. My own pleasure built again, a second wave coiling low. I could feel my clit rubbing against his pelvis with each bounce, sending jolts of electricity through me.

“Fuck… I’m gonna cum again,” I moaned, my voice breaking.

He groaned louder, his body tensing. “I’m… I’m gonna burst…”

I leaned back, my hands still pinching my nipples, and looked down at his blindfolded face. “Now, Daddy. Cum for me. Fill me up.”

As soon as the words left my mouth, he slammed his hips up, driving his cock deep into me, and I felt his hot seed explode inside me. His cum pulsed in thick ropes, filling my pussy, mixing with my own juices. I let out a raw, animalistic cry, as my own orgasm hit second time, my walls clamping down on his cock, milking him for every drop.

His body shuddered beneath me, his hands gripping my hips so hard I knew there would be bruises later. He kept thrusting, milking himself, until his cock finally began to soften inside me.

I collapsed forward, my chest heaving, my pussy still twitching from the double orgasm. His cum leaked out, warm and thick, dripping onto the sheets below us.

He breathed heavily, his blindfold still in place, his chest rising and falling rapidly. I reached up and untied the scarf, letting it fall away. His eyes blinked open, dazed and satisfied.

“Fuck… that was incredible,” he breathed, his voice hoarse.

He pulled me close, his arms wrapping around my shoulders, his lips finding mine in a deep, hungry kiss. Our tongues tangled, tasting the mix of our cum and saliva.

When we finally broke apart, I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow. My body was sore, my pussy aching deliciously, my nipples sore from the pinching, but a deep sense of belonging settled over me.

I could feel his softening cock still resting against my thigh, a reminder of what we’d just done. I traced a finger over the wet mess on his stomach, then brought it to my mouth, tasting the salty-sweet blend of us.

He watched me, his eyes dark with possession. “You’re mine now, Maya. Remember that.”