Obscene Scandals [A]
t websites. There's smut, there's pornographic content for all your bizarre fantasies that you can't even talk off as a person. Webcams, anonymous chat sections, fantas
s fun in fact, you got matches with the person who shared similar fantasies. Generally those I chatted with were from a thousand miles away, de
pictures, my fingers hiding my nipples, cunt pictures where the bikini hid the labias, and so much other that'll make them crave me.
ky tip, to etcetera. I never got tired of the praises, oh you make me so hard, that made me clutch my thighs together
s never got bad grades in any exams. Yes, I was deprived of friends or someone to talk to about my day abou
dulged further into books and scientific articles, sex is so much more than an act of orgasm or climax. In Fact there's no such climax in sex. You shouldn't even chase the pinnacle. You s
s, it was a stark winter, which made my nipples rock hard. Another which I posed in a bikini. Thir
ane, so demanding but this was much easi
the pfp was a monochromatic image of a guy with broad shoulders and muscular abs, a prominent v line latched with stretched veins along a trail of hair down his navel hidden under low wais
casing the perfect musculature of his back prominently. Scrolling further to his interests he had chosen poetry, erotic literature, gym and music. I smiled, as it was th
nty two', i wrote in complete wordings, signaling im interested in chatting. 'What about you?' again the online went into typing format as another text pop
u're into erotic literature?', a minute ticked by as i doubted if he went offline, 'yes, I infact teach literature', I huffed at the "yes", nor yeup neither yea, just yes, that was by far the most humbled sentence i ha
as my english professor popped in my mind, and how much of a arrogant ass he is. 'oh you teach at universi
otica?', obviously what else would that smirk be about. 'no', my god he sucks at emoticon use. 'romance?
from around here?' he had texted, 'uhm yeah pretty much', I was unsure of why he asked that obvious question. 'wha
', this time he had sent the perfect smirk emoticon, 'why are you afraid, I presume you're at the right place.' By now the smirk on my face was irreplaceable, it was time t
'Can I see your abs daddy', typing and my anxiety reached heights, 'sure darling' came with an attached picture of some Greek god level of musculature, defined abs with a trail of tatted letters which was difficult to read because
ting fucked in the balcony at midnight, butt naked, either of it', satisfied by my answer i waited for his reply, 'how about stuffing your sweet little m
ly holding my spilling titties in place. My body despite being eighteen has been curvy, my tits have grown almost to size double d
gasped at his silvery voice, dark and dirty. "uhm is your voice usually this dark and sexy", he chuckled, and my ears rang with vibrations that quickly wetted my cunt even more. "What are you upto, darling", I heaved a breath, "nothing crazy, just some leftover litera
I felt myself clench while rubbing my now seeping clit. "how'd you know, are you hard?" I asked while blushing, "uh huh daddy knows by your heavy bre
daddy's thick cock babygirl", I moaned a little louder this time as the chilled air heightened my senses. "ah- ah can i see your cock daddy", he silently contemplated for a moment, "uh huh let's do a vi
en placed mine as such, his neck was even fucking sexy, he was wearing a white tee. "you wont take off your shirt, daddy" he released a throaty laugh, with me gawking at the bob of his Adam's apple, "oka
wer to his strained boxers, tented with his hard on, and also his cock sprung as he slides it down his hairy thighs. IT WAS HUGE. not the regular kind of dick, it was a
a lower to my spreaded legs, I watched him groan as my unshaved, wet as fuck cunt came in few, it was practically creamed around my lips with strings of wetness spreaded across my in
e you '' I whimpered before sticking two fingers into my cunt, to feel the whole dam, i have
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'm still reminiscing about last night. it's hard to not imagine what he must look like, he
the typing came back pretty quickly that i expected, 'walking over to my next lecture, babygirl', I had to put down my phone as Mr Deon Burton walked through the front door, allowing the door to close by itself. Is it me or Mr Burton have always looked so fucking sexy. I think
topic of discussion. "Greetings, everyone, proceed to open the page, where we left the reading yester
tepped back glancing around the class to pick someone up for reading, "Ms. Danielle Richards, proceed" my thoughts about the greek god guy were pulled to be thrown out of the window, when my
ad seen me naked. His squinting eyes made me have a very funny thought, what if that guy was Mr Burton? which then faded as i read thoroughly, ti
noticing Mr Burton was done with explaining and was now pulling out worksheets from a ginormous file, "50 questions, do it within 30 minutes and submit with your yesterday's assignment", that's
out, determined to complete the sheet before I touched my phone, since the test was nothing difficult just about whatever he had ta
ap over to the fuming Mr Burton, "Danielle what have I told about mobile phone in classroom" his facials were relaxed, but as sharp as a kn
portant and I could see his eyes widening, then mine
ck
amed i
"Miss Richards you'll have your phone after you're done with class". I nodded wishing the world
ssignments and then leave. I waited on my seat for everyone to leave as I then descended down stairs towards his table. The last kid fumbling out of the classroom as the door got closed again, leaving me and the guy w
ed, sitting back in his chair as he examined my face, then his eyes trail down to my tits and the skirt, then to my exposed legs. "you seriou
he said. "take off your glasses, it's really hiding the devil woman secretly sheltered in your bones", again no authority to not listen to his orders. "you tell me, lieing about your
ps before i was bending over his knees, my skirt lifting up to expose my favourite emerald lacy thong, "fu
g perfume he was wearing, he smelled as if he walked out of the shower a minute ago. His palm cupped the bottom of my ass, squeezing so hard I had to force my thighs together, before a spank landed flat on it. "fuck, ple
exposed to this devil. Holding it further tight by the hand he choked me in, his spanking hand did the ritual he was supposed to again and again, till I was nothing but a
ren't you the one having the view already, why bother asking me then" and before I could register the words leaving my lips, I had already planted a n
d my eyes a
eing pulled apart. I was sure the thong is now way to be worn again, even he was gawking surprised at it, all his anger melting equally to some
"Next time you roll your eyes at me there will be some
aded thick thighs, accentuating the tented zipper, I swear it'll burst out. It was re
s butt chin. I took it off without finding the voice in me to argue, under that fierce gaze. "bra
my fingers along his clothed length, feeling him twitch as he unhooked my bra, letting my not so eighteen year old tits bounce free. I pulled the skirt over my head after unbuckling it. His fing
long hair fall free. Grabbing a hold of my roots he pulled my hair whispering violently in my ear, "suck me", I got off his thighs, turning around to look at him in
got to witness that he was so tall. He pulled out his tie, asking me to show my wrists
ghtly, he pinned me against the f
he smiled rubbing my clit, bending down to lick my cunt, sucking while his two fingers slipped into the wet mess, and hell sure i was wrapping them tighter than glue as I felt it move to ever corne
e showed me his fingers dripping of blood, "are you virgin, danielle?" his
kissing and sucking on my tongue as all the groans were vibrating down his throat. I sat up wanting to hold something, instead my nails stuck to his back. Arching my back, throwing back my head, I watched him slip further till he was three fourth deep. He pulled
hips, and making the loudest clapping sound as his cock thrusted
ed to lose my virginity to m