LOGINCan I Suck You, Please? (5)CATHERINEThree days later I stood quietly at the doorstep of the bathroom, listening. Anthony was inside and I could hear his low groans. The wet sound of his hand moving on his big thick cock. He was masturbating. I couldn’t control myself. My hand slipped under my dress. I touched my pussy and it was already wet. I rubbed my small flower bud gently at first, then faster. I pushed two fingers inside and moved them in and out. My cream started flowing. I fingered myself deeper, eyes closed, lost in the sound of Anthony. My breathing became heavy. I was so lost in fingering myself that I didn’t hear the door open.“Catherine,” Anthony called softly.I gasped and quickly pulled my hand out. I hugged him tightly, pressing my body against his wet chest. “Daddy, I’ve missed you so much.”Anthony hugged me back and I felt his cock getting erect against my stomach. He kissed my hair gently. “Is your period over?” he asked, his voice deep and full of need.“Yes,”
Can I Suck You, Please? (4)CATHERINEAnthony didn’t allow me to go home that morning. He looked at me with those intense green eyes and simply said, “You are going to stay here now. At least for now.” His voice left no room for argument. I nodded, my body still tired from everything we had done the night before. Something in me felt safe with him, even if the situation with his mother made my stomach twist.I stayed in his mansion, wearing one of his shirts that reached my thighs but I was moody all day. I barely ate breakfast. I sat on the couch, hugging a pillow, frowning at nothing. The cramps in my belly were sharp and constant, making me restless and irritated.Anthony noticed. He came to sit beside me, his large hand resting on my knee. “Is it about my mother? Tell me what is bothering you, Cathy.”I shook my head slowly. The pain made me wince. “It’s not her. It’s my period. The cramps are really bad today.”His eyes softened immediately. That caring look appeared, the one tha
Can I Suck You, Please? (3)CATHERINEThe next morning gentle sunlight came through the curtains and woke me up slowly. I stretched my body and felt the pleasant ache everywhere from the intense night we shared. Anthony was already sitting up in bed, leaning against the headboard and watching me with those warm caring green eyes. His gaze was gentle, full of affection and quiet worry that made my heart beat faster. He reached over and brushed a strand of hair from my face with his large hand, his touch light and loving.“Did you manage to sleep peacefully after everything, my love?” he asked in a soft tone.I sat up and told him about the frightening phone call from his mother. How she warned me to stay away. His eyes hardened for a short moment with anger, but they quickly returned to that caring, protective look. He pulled me into his strong arms and held me against his bare chest, stroking my back slowly.“I’ll take care of this situation. My mother won't succeed in separating us t
Can I Suck You, Please? (2)CATHERINEI stood there with his taste still in my mouth. My legs were weak and my pussy was dripping. Anthony looked at me with hunger in his eyes and pulled me close.“Let me take you out for dinner, love,” he said.I quickly agreed. I went home, showered and wore a very short red dress that barely covered my ass. My large boobs were almost falling out and I didn't wear any panties. My pussy was already wet just thinking about him. When the driver came, I entered the car and sat beside Anthony.Immediately the car started moving, he put his hand on my thigh. He moved it up slowly until he reached my bare pussy. His fingers smooch my wet lips softly. I was already creamy.“An.. Anthony,” I moaned quietly.He pushed one finger inside me, then two, moving them in and out while the driver was in front. I buried my face in his shoulder, trying not to make noise. My juice was flowing on his hand and he kept fingering me until I cum once in the car. My thighs sh
Can I Suck You, Please? (1)CATHERINE“Touch it, Catherine. It’s still the same big, thick cock you used to love.”****Three years ago, I worked as a maid for the Douglas family. Mr. Anthony Douglas was forty-one years old and had no wife. What started as secret flirting turned into something wild. We didn’t just have sex — we had hot, rough sex that left me screaming at the top of my lungs. I wasn’t just his maid. I was his personal slut.Then his mother caught us in bed one afternoon. She threw me out of the house the same day. Heartbroken, I left the city but a few months ago, I returned.During all that time away, Anthony never reached out. Not one call, not one message. I thought he had forgotten me. I was past tense to him.Until last night.I was lying in bed, legs wide open, fingers deep in my wet pussy while watching porn, when a letter slid under my door. Just three simple words in his bold handwriting:Find me, Catherine.My body reacted before my brain could. I jumped int
His Plaything (5) (Diana’s POV) It has been twenty days since Eric and I started having sex. Twenty days of him touching me, kissing me, and filling me every night. I never knew my body could feel like this. I have become completely addicted to my husband. Every time he leaves the room, I already miss him. At night, I have dirty dreams about us. In those dreams, he bends me over, fucks me hard, and calls me his good girl while I moan his name like a crazy woman. This morning, I woke up feeling hot and needy again. I went to Eric’s room with a smile, hoping we could have some morning fun but when I opened the door, the room was empty and the bed was made and his clothes were gone. I asked the maids, “Where is the King?” One of them bowed. “Your Majesty, the King left early this morning for urgent business in the city. He didn’t say when he would return.” He left without telling me anything. Anger boiled inside my chest. I stormed back to my room and locked the door. I sat by the
4~♠ THIS PUSSY BELONGS TO ME, YOU BELONG TO ME ELENAI woke up feeling sore all over.My body ached in places I didn’t even know could ache. My pussy felt swollen and tender, still sticky with Salvatore's cum. There were bruises on my hips shaped like his fingerprints and dark hickeys on my neck
3~♠ HAVE YOU EVER BEEN FUCKED, PRINCESS?Salvatore I carried Elena into the master bedroom, her naked body clinging to me, legs locked around my waist. Her wet pussy rubbed against my abs with every step, leaving a slick trail on my skin and by the time I kicked the door shut behind us, my cock wa
2~♠ GOOD LITTLE WHORE, USE YOUR TONGUEELENA When we arrived, I couldn’t help but gasp. The penthouse was fucking insane with all the dark glass, black marble, and city lights sparkling like diamonds from far below. Salvatore didn’t say a word the whole ride up in the private elevator. He just ke
ELENA I was completely wrecked. My body felt used in the best and worst ways possible. My pussy was swollen and tender, still leaking Salvatore's thick cum from the night before and the quick morning fuck he’d given me in the shower. My neck and breasts were covered in dark hickeys and bite marks







