Author: twiin_flame

Becoming his slut pt.1 [MF] [Oral] [Exhibitionist]

“Who’s a good little whore?” Ronaldo asked as he balled Melissa’s hair into a bun and mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her throat.

It was the same fantasy, day after day, for nearly three weeks. The two had not been together since he left on a business trip three weeks prior. Melissa was bursting with anticipation built up by imagining what their reunion would be like.

Bzzzz. Her phone vibrated in her lap, interrupting her thoughts. It was another text from Ronaldo who was battling with a fantasy of his own. He and Melissa had been exchanging ideas and sexting for what seemed like hours.

Melissa looked over at the clock. It was 1:30. Just a few more hours. She’d finish work at 4:30 and be free to get everything her body was begging for.

“This is what you wanted? Me fucking your face like the dirty slut you are?” She could hear Ronaldo’s deep voice in her ear as clearly as if he were actually there.

Imagining his rough tone made her clit throb even harder and she squeezed her legs together beneath her desk to ease the torture unfolding between her thighs. She needed to get home to her man quickly. Read more »

Down the Rabbit Hole [MF] [Voyeurism] [Oral]

Ronaldo grabbed Melissa’s neck and pushed her right cheek against the glass of the ceiling to floor window.

Pressed up against the glass you could see Melissa was drenched in sweat, and her lips formed the perfect O as Ronaldo gave her the necessary rough treatment. Someone had been a bad girl again. There was no need to imagine this time. Even with her face in this contorted state, Melissa’s expression screamed pure ecstasy.

Stacy could not wait to reenact tonight’s show. It had become her and Nick’s dirty little secret. They had roleplayed these performances ever since their first encounter with their exhibitionist neighbours.

Stacy had stumbled across them one evening, on her way back from her daily jog. Upon passing their house, she heard a woman in the throes of passion, thanking someone who was unmistakably spanking her. Looking across through the big ceiling to floor window, she could see the outline of a woman on all fours, legs and arms spread apart and confined by some strange wooden contraption. A man in a full suit held a vibrator in one hand against her pussy and a paddle in the other which he used to inflict precise, pleasurable pain against her skin. Read more »

Becoming his slut pt. 2 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices. Read more »

Becoming his slut pt. 1 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Oral]

“Who’s a good little whore?” Ronaldo asked as he balled Melissa’s hair into a bun and mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her throat.

It was the same fantasy, day after day, for nearly three weeks. The two had not been together since he left on a business trip three weeks prior. Melissa was bursting with anticipation built up by imagining what their reunion would be like.

Bzzzz. Her phone vibrated in her lap, interrupting her thoughts. It was another text from Ronaldo who was battling with a fantasy of his own. He and Melissa had been exchanging ideas and sexting for what seemed like hours.

Melissa looked over at the clock. It was 1:30. Just a few more hours. She’d finish work at 4:30 and be free to get everything her body was begging for.

“This is what you wanted? Me fucking your face like the dirty slut you are?” She could hear Ronaldo’s deep voice in her ear as clearly as if he were actually there.

Imagining his rough tone made her clit throb even harder and she squeezed her legs together beneath her desk to ease the torture unfolding between her thighs. She needed to get home to her man quickly. Read more »

Becoming his slut Pt. 2 [MF] [Anal] [ Exhibitionist]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices. Read more »

Becoming his slut Pt. 2 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices. Read more »

Becoming his slut Pt. 1 [MF]

“Who’s a good little whore?” Ronaldo asked as he balled Melissa’s hair into a bun and mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her throat.

It was the same fantasy, day after day, for nearly three weeks. The two had not been together since he left on a business trip three weeks prior. Melissa was bursting with anticipation built up by imagining what their reunion would be like.

Bzzzz. Her phone vibrated in her lap, interrupting her thoughts. It was another text from Ronaldo who was battling with a fantasy of his own. He and Melissa had been exchanging ideas and sexting for what seemed like hours.

Melissa looked over at the clock. It was 1:30. Just a few more hours. She’d finish work at 4:30 and be free to get everything her body was begging for.

“This is what you wanted? Me fucking your face like the dirty slut you are?” She could hear Ronaldo’s deep voice in her ear as clearly as if he were actually there.

Imagining his rough tone made her clit throb even harder and she squeezed her legs together beneath her desk to ease the torture unfolding between her thighs. She needed to get home to her man quickly. Read more »