WARNING: EROTICA ONLY. This story contains a lot of mature content. It's all erotica and if you ain't interested in reading erotica don't bother opening any of the chapters. Emma Wilkinson is a 17-year-old girl who likes to party and get into trouble. Problem being, she doesn't care about school enough to go so she is homeschooled with a private tutor. His name is Professor Green. Finding him down right annoying and obnoxious at first, Emma soon finds herself wanting more than an anatomy lesson on paper. "I just met you, Mr. Green." "It's Green, not Mr. Green. Call me Green." "Whatever. I just met you like yesterday and I've sucked your d*"k and you ate me out and you're married." I said and he sighed. "Yes, I do f"k I know it's wrong. You're seventeen and I'm thirty." He said and looked at me meaningfully. Oh god, he's hot for a thirty-year-old. I need to focus. "Then leave it at that." I sparked and my face soar. I can't deny I didn't enjoy it because I did. But there was so much more I wanted him to show me. As I wanted him to choke me, spank me, tie me up, use handcuffs, a f****g whip for all I care. Because I wanted him to dominate me and f**k me... hard. But reality hits me. l just met him, he's thirty, and he's married. That's how it all started and Emma was flabbergasted by the crevice.
Emma's pov;
Emma wander through the woods as I climbed my favorite tree. Sitting at the very top I looked out into the world. Birds flying as I heard chatted Below. I was at a family picnic but I never really enjoyed them
"Emma get down here now!!" I heard my mom yell as I looked down. I glared at her before climbing my way down.
"You shouldn't be climbing trees, you're seventeen now." She said
"Yes, mum, but am safe. I'm only having fun." I said as I groaned.
"Stop complaining and go help your dad set up. We are having a special guest tonight." She said as I grumbled in disappointment. I help my father set up the picnic as I saw a black sleek car roll in. I just watched as the car parked.
Horribly, a man took his time getting out of the car. My God what a site. His hair was longish, a very expensive looking suit, and the perfect green eyes.
I felt my face go red once we made eye contact. He only smirked walking over. My mom greeted him along with my father.
"Hello, you must be Williams Bella." Mum asked as he never broke eye contact with me.
"Yes but please, call me Will." He said his eyes never leaving mine.
"You must be Emma right?" He ask and I nodded.
"What a lovely name." He said.
"I will be tutoring you from now on." He said as I gasped. I look at my parents as they nodded their heads. Are they joking? Didn't even tell me to get help, just force me on it.
"Oh" That was all I said as he was just staring at me. God, he looked perfect, a bit too old. He licked his lips as I imagined what they'd feel like if he kissed me. I need to stop like now.
Sooner than later, We got home with his image well tattooed in my brain. I honestly can't wait until I see him. Though, I'm not ready to actually learn how to study. But It's my last year.
I got up with a knock on my bedroom door. I got up as I open it, mum.
"Honey little Princess. He's here, can you please get ready?" She said as I nodded. I closed my door as I debated on going down with what I had on or trying to look decent. I shrugged and I decided that my dingy white t-shirt and old sheer shorts were good enough.
Sooner than I expected, He was led up to my room as he looked at me. Up then down, sorry I don't have designer suits, dude. We sat down as he helped me get out all my stuff. I man spread my legs and he just looked at me like I was uncultured swine. Get a clue bro.
"Alright, so I am here to help you get your grades up and I hear you have a text coming up in a week." He said as I nodded just to shut him up against my thigh. He is hot but dude needs to chill.
Sure, he was talking but I wasn't paying attention. I just watched his lips move. So full. I will admit, he is really hot for a man in his thirties.
"Are you alright Emma?" He ask as I nodded my head.
He went back to explaining but I wasn't listening. He was just so annoying and I couldn't articulate.
"I'm going to use the restroom. I will be right back." He said getting up.
I was left alone with my thoughts. I could just imagine his lips exploring my body. I need to chill and relax.
He does have but d**k energy though. I will admit to that. I mean come on, he got large hands and feet and a beautiful face. He's bound to have a big dick.
"Sorry for that." He said and sat back down, his hands still kind of damp and I huffed.
"Emma, do you even care?" He ask as he finally realized.
"No" I retorted abruptly but I was been honest.
"Fine then, what do you like to do?" He asked and glanced at me
'Literally nothing but party.' I thought in my head.
"Party," I said and he sighed. This guy is already done with me.
"Fine then, Leo has a log base 10 amount of drinks plus a log base 6 amount of drinks" fucking cleaver on his part. I wrote the answer and he smiled.
"It's quite depressing that I had to bring in your free time mishaps but you got the answer regardless. Now do that for 3 more." He said.
I hate to admit that, that actually helped me a lot. Alright Green, you got me on this one.
For once, I had the opportunity to be happy about going to the Alpha High School. It’s a school for only the rich. Like, very rich and I only got lucky because Mr. Douglas is one of the rich in MIAMI, IF NOT THE RICHEST. I connected my headphones with a lot of excitement. Yeah, that’s me; I’m actually a music freak. I love singing with passion. I played one of my favorite songs as I closed my eyes, enjoying the song. It was “kiss me again” by The Loverboys. Okay. Who are the LOVERBOYS? The Love Boys is the most popular band in the United States, originally made up of five young, Crazily Handsome, and Sparingly Wealthy Boys. Leo, Aaron, Jack, Lucas, and Oliver. But, uncannily, things changed about them and it all started four years ago. Nobody knows exactly what happened to them, but we’re all sure something big must have transpired between them, especially Leo and Aaron. Leo uncannily left the band and since he left, Aaron also changed. Aaron was a happy flirty guy, but since Leo left, that happy personality of his died off, and he became a sad quiet introvert. Emma, What Happened To The LOVERBOY'S.???
Amira Ben didn't meet her mother. She was abandoned and abused by her father who blamed her for the death of his wife, Mia Ben. Amira's mother had died while giving birth to her. Since then, she'd no nothing but hatred and abuse from her narcissist stepmother who persecute, abused, and victimized her without any wrongdoing. Tears become her daily food because there's not a day Sara won't make her feel pain and the memories of her mother's death giving birth to her. To this day, the memories bring her to tears and have terrified her of having her own child. However, she took the opportunity not to fall into the wrong hand as she met Oscar who took care of her wellbeing. Oscar was handsome from the dept of his eyes to the gentle expression of his voice. Tall sculpted face, broad shoulders. He was the kind of handsome that could easily get into anyone's bones, making them defenseless. 'HOW DO I MANAGE TO GET TO KNOW THIS GUY ON MY 18th BIRTHDAY, THAT IS IRRESISTIBLE TO SOMEONE OF MY KIND.' She thought to herself as she was engaged publicly in a shopping Mall. But the two-year marriage left her nothing but despair. As she was forced to sign the divorce papers. However, she was so lucky as she travel around Europe and she met a man and got engaged for the second time, but Amira walked out of her engagement party. She was terrified of having another public engagement, which meant exchanging the delights of a bride for the embarrassment of a deserter. Olivia, Amira's neighborhood had similar issues with her, as Olivia never attended her public proposal because she doesn't like being put on the spot or being made to feel obligated to say yes. And she made it clear to her fiance that she would hate a public proposal. As the very idea gives her hives and makes her queasy with anxiety, and she skipped her public engagement.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"