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My Step Daddy Is My Lover

My Step Daddy Is My Lover

Welcome guys in 2nd part of MY STEP DADDY. if you are new you need to read first part MY STEP DADDY. Mature content 18+ "Daddy…." She moaned clenching my hair, arching her back giving me more of her nipples. I took her areola in my mouth sucking hard like a baby starving for milk. I was starving for her milk making her nipples bloody red I dragged my mouth giving her wet kisses. I make sure her whole body covered with my marks. All red and purple marks of my passionate love for her. She was moaning, Her erotic breath and my groan filled the room.I lash out my beast on her. I was rock and hard to enter inside her. "Daddy Please" She begged her face was flashed, Her cheeks were pinky like her name. "Rose promise me, you won't leave me" I asked entering inside her. "Yes daddy…I won't…" She said digging her nail in my back. "I love you princess…" I said thrusting inside her. It feel like heaven, Her pussy my heaven. "I love you daddy…." She moaned coming on me and I thrusted fastest speed like if I stopped she will vanished beneath me. "Princess where our baby…" I asked coming inside her. Her whole body frozen beneath me. I saw tear rolling down in corner of her eyes getting invisible in her hair. "Baby…" I asked and she broke into loud sob. "What happened" She cried giving me hard glare like I am the person in this world she hated most. The eyes holding so much love for me was replaced with hatred. "Baby.." I asked trying to give her hugged but she vanished beneath me before whispering " I Hate You daddy"
Ivy League, Interrupted

Ivy League, Interrupted

I was Chloe, the Ashtons' beloved adopted daughter for eighteen perfect years, secure in my identity as I eagerly awaited SATs and an Ivy League future. But then came the dream: a chilling premonition of a stranger, Olivia, claiming my parents, sabotaging my SATs, and tearing my world apart. I woke up terrified, dismissing it as stress. Until that evening, the doorbell rang. There she was. Olivia. Tearful, shaky, telling Mom and Dad Ashton, "I think you're my mother." My blood ran cold. Just like the dream, she settled in, a constant, unsettling presence. To my parents, she was perfect. To me, her eyes were cold, filled with malicious glee. She whispered lies, implying my life should have been hers, painting my biological family as poor and neglectful. She tried to sabotage my SATs, disabling my alarms and offering tainted food, and even snatched my cherished locket from my neck. A terrible feeling washed over me as the dream unfolded, every detail unnervingly accurate. How could this be happening? Why was she so bent on destroying me? It wasn't just unfair; it felt supernatural. But through my dread, a strange clarity emerged: this wasn't just a nightmare. It was a warning. I remembered dream-Olivia, the one who smiled as my world crumpled. This time, I wouldn't let it happen. Armed with foresight, I wouldn't just survive; I would fight back. I knew this was just the beginning, but I also knew exactly how to change the ending.
Love Letter, Public Shame

Love Letter, Public Shame

The crumpled note in my locker felt like a ticking time bomb. It was a love letter, addressed to me, Chloe, from a handwriting I didn't recognize. But before I could even process it, Principal Albright, hawk-eyed and always on the prowl, spotted a corner peeking from my pocket. "What is that, Ms. Davis?" she demanded, her voice cutting through the hall. I was caught, forced to hand over the painfully private confession. She read it, her face hardening into a mask of disgust, then folded it neatly and tucked it into her own pocket. "My office. After school," she said, her heels clicking like a death knell. Dread coiled in my stomach, but a sliver of relief, too-at least it would be private. I was wrong. Ms. Albright, perched behind her mahogany desk like a queen on her throne, deemed the letter "poetic" and "overly emotional," a "distraction" that derailed "promising students." Then she dropped the bomb: I would be reading it aloud, for everyone, at the Parent-Teacher Meeting tomorrow night. It wasn't a choice; it was a command, a public shaming she framed as a "teachable moment." My blood ran cold. Her voice, now dripping with self-righteous conviction, painted the letter as a "serious problem," a "symptom of a lack of focus," a "derailment of academic career." She demanded I not only read it, but identify the author. She was turning a tender, private sentiment into a weapon, attempting to break me and publicly humiliate some anonymous boy. But Ms. Albright, so certain in her rigid worldview, had no idea just how spectacularly her plan was about to backfire. She had no idea that the "problem" boy she wanted to expose, the one whose heartfelt words she was about to use as a performance of moral superiority, was her own son. Ethan Albright. Her perfect, valedictorian, star-athlete son.
THE CRAZY TOMBOY

THE CRAZY TOMBOY

Have you ever been in a worst case scenario, where your once wealthy family becomes suddenly poor and begins eating from hand to mouth, and how you have to take on so many part time jobs just to fend for both yourself and your entire family? Well that was the case of LALISA MANOBAN, popularly known and called Lisa. She is a pretty nineteen years old and the only child of her parents. She and her family are from Thailand, but they had to move to Australia, because of her father's job which he later lost. She is a white skinned girl, with beautiful brown eyes, long lashes and also long black hair, which she made the front into bangs as her signature look. She is tall and slim in figure, and still had the killer shapes to make any guy go crazy. But all this beauty was hidden behind baggy clothes and huge trousers why?? Because our adorable female lead is a tomboy and she even acts like one!! Lisa's father came home one day that he had lost his work in the oil company. He was the general manager of the company, in charge of overseeing the funds and finances of the company, but all of a sudden something went wrong and he was instantly fired. Not too long after, he became in debt and highly burdened by his once light weighted responsibility, and had to borrow money from a gangster loan shark who borrows people money willingly, adds a lot of interest so they won't pay back and sends his boys to harass and beat them up. He used his wife's mini bar, which was their family's only source of income, as a collateral for the money he borrowed. Lisa's Dad tried so hard to get another job but all that was available, he began working on a construction site, but quited when he was involved in an accident that claimed one of his legs, since then he became idly useless because no one wanted to hire a disabled man. When it was time to pay back the money he owed to the loan shark he had no choice than to handover his wife's shop as a collateral, little did he know that an interest has been added to it which is even more higher than the amount he borrowed. Because he couldn't pay up the interest, every night by 8pm the thugs would appear and beat him up for twenty minutes before going back to their base. He became saddened and his situation became worse when his now jobless wife became a chronic drunkard and also a gambler. She never seizes to oppress and terrorize him whenever she sees him, because his sight alone angers her. Lisa had to shoulder her dad's responsibility at the age of fifteen, so that she would be able to fund his hospital bills and also send herself back to school. Now she is nineteen and ready to go back to school, an agile crazy girl who doesn't let people take her for granted. No damn person could stomp on her and go scott free. Amidst that crazy personality stood a young girl of wild dreams, and the greatest of all her dreams was that she wanted to become a student in her dream school, a school meant for the rich and not the poor. Finally another scholarship session came and after applying for the second time that year she was accepted, but she still needed to gather more money for her textbooks and writing materials which was surprisingly very expensive, because it was to be purchased in the school and nowhere else. After striving to get into the school, she finds out that all she dreamt and thought about the school, was not really what she expected, and things even become worse when she finds herself entangled between the two most popular boys in the school, who are most likely arch enemies