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Chapter 4 Hot daddy, hot night.

Word Count: 1201    |    Released on: 24/04/2026

e wall behind me, pinning me in place. I had consumed my mind with thoughts on how to find him in this gigantic school. I wanted him there and he stepped i

voice sent chills down my spin, thugging my thigh. That na

trance, begging for more of his touch. My body quivered, my toes curled, I could already feel my orgasm

my hungry little slut," he whispered in my ears, sof

s pace before his large palm smacked my bar

ying not to let my voice out.: I bit down on my lips,

, and you're gonna take anything I do to you like a good gi

ever had a man touch my teenage pussy before, but his touch made

dered and I obeyed, parting my t

you hungry little slut, One day, I'm gonna fuck this pussy so hard till you cry and beg me to make you c

amelessly, knowing I shouldn't be giving in to

cold wall through my light blouse and landed a hard smack

" I whi

r's best friend and the boundaries that are meant to hold us back. At that moment,

yes" I

g it faster and trying to feel it. I imagined how thick it would be and how wide it woul

d. Then he pulled away, leaving my trembling legs on t

aning as he stepped back to sit on my bed. I stood in place, gasping as

strands of my hair to my toes reminding me of the hunger in his eyes when he saw me naked back ho

thing on me. I gazed at him as I undid my buttons and slid my pink cotton blouse down my shoulder, his glare on me

he floor, exposing my hard plump nipples to the air. A cool breeze brus

I could tell it was huge by looking at it. "Keep going, I love how hard your nipples stare at

y petite body was now exposed, completely naked for only his view aside from the black lace pant still hanging on my

aming, making me

nt. His glare at me was unbearably uncomfortable until he bit his lips

ld pick up my clothes. "I really want to fuck

ght words to send me thrilling, I was a bit convinced I wasn't dreaming

d my grip on my mound. He leaned closer to my mound, his cold tongues swirl

uice rolled down my thigh. His fingers crawled back to my thighs pinching my cl

ing, I'm coming da

o

the door, snapping me out

t? That can't... it was too..." I stutter

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