*warning: the following content is nsfw. don't read if you might be offended.

do you dream about me? that girl with the innocent smile and suggestive glint in her eye. do you think about touching me? just reaching out and grabbing my ass, giving it a squeeze. placing your hand on my bare thigh when you're sitting beside me, inching it up the short skirts you always see me around in? 

maybe you've caught a glimpse of my panties and had to duck into the nearest bathroom, stroking your cock. just thinking of me bent over for you, of forcing me on my knees and watching my pretty lips wrap around your cock, how warm and good my mouth would feel as i sucked you off, how much you want to make me swallow. baby, why don't you try me?

do you wonder what i would sound like? do you want to know how softly i would moan for you, whispering how good that feels; or if i would scream desperately and beg for more like the needy slut that i am? baby, i'll do whatever you make me.

i hope you think of me when you're alone at night. naked, soft, warm. a pretty face, a willing body. maybe my eyes are closed and my hand is between my legs. maybe i'm thinking about what it would be like to be fucked by someone like you. waiting for you to take the chance. maybe it's time to get me out of your head and have me in your bed, time to make both our fantasies come true. i'm just longing to be touched, taken and used. i want to get drunk on lust with you. so just let it take over, baby. i'm all yours if you want me.

*warning: the ff. scenes are not intended for minor audiences. they may contain nudity, mild or implied violence, and graphic sex. don't read if you might be offended.

he was first attracted to her by the swing of her hips as she walked past him, how it accentuated her shapely ass. he couldn't deny that the thought of grabbing hold of that drifted across his mind.

he was surprised to see her weeks later, that girl who turned his head on the street, right here at a friend's party. out of the corner of his eye, he saw her laughing with her friends. a smile as sassy as her walk, tits all but spilling out of a skintight v-neck dress. the universe has always had a way of making things work out in his favor.

*

when a friend introduced us at a party, he acted like he'd seen me before. i gave him my number and pretty soon we were dating and sleeping together.

he was more than attractive, truth be told, and it doesn't take much for him to get my heart racing and my panties wet. but i've never been the type to follow orders. so when i found out he liked to give them, i knew we were in trouble.

strip, he'd say. no, i'd answer, the challenge in my voice clear. sitting on the edge of the bed, i had my legs crossed and looked at him. i hoped i wasn't acting like a child, but there was something about his commands that ruffled my pride. i wanted to feel like i had some control.

a scowl registered across his handsome features while he stepped closer and stood over me. without a word, he yanked me up onto my feet. the heat in his gaze all but made me melt as he said, baby, if you don't give me what i want i'll just take it from you.

he placed his hands on my waist and slid them down, groping my ass. he found the hem of my tight skirt and he twisted it up around my stomach. there's nothing stopping me. i let out a gasp. he had me bent over the bed with my stockings ripped open before i realized it, right down the middle so my gleaming pussy was exposed.

he pulled out his cock and teased the lips of my pussy, coating the head in my juices before he pushed it inside so quickly it surprised me. not expecting to be fucked so soon and in quite this way, i wasn't ready. it was a tight squeeze and he felt so big inside me.

he grunted in pleasure and thrust in and out, sometimes pulling out almost completely then pushing all the way inside, hard. his hands gripped my ass. he slapped it when i was being too loud but i couldn't help myself.

pretty soon i was screaming in pleasure as he came deep inside, the warmth slowly filling my insides, trembling from my own orgasm.

*

the next day he drove me to buy a new pair of stockings and lingerie, his treat. he told me i should know better next time. giving him a deep kiss on the lips, i said we'd see about that.

tw: graphic sex 

   "hey, are you there? where 

    are you? i just really need

    my best friend right now."

you come over after hearing me crying on your answering machine. dash through the door like you're all good intentions. you give me an exasperated gaze, sitting on the floor, face tear-streaked, notice i'm wearing one of his dress shirts again. it's rumpled and barely buttoned. i give you a lopsided smile.

you seem to think it's a good idea to pick me up, bring me over to the kitchen counter. you grab a couple bottles from the refrigerator, pop the cap; we toss them back like teenagers, remembering what it's like getting drunk the first few times, right when the world started getting harder.

i don't hold my liquor as well as you. i'm incoherent and having given up on talking, i laugh and laugh and laugh, tears in my eyes, while you slur out insults at my ex-boyfriend. you shake my shoulders lightly, _'what were you thinking?'_ the shirt falls down on one side and i sigh a little.

i stumble into the bedroom and you linger close behind to catch me. we sit at the edge of the bed that's against the wall and lean against it. i tuck my knees against my chest, let my head drop onto your shoulder.

you press a kiss to the top of it. why are you only telling me now that he didn't love me as much as i deserved? why now, why now. when you stretch your legs out, i lightly place myself in your lap, lean my head against your chest. when your warm hand gently presses against my naked belly, i know it's one of those wrong things i'll just let happen.

you lay me down on the bed, unbutton my shirt the rest of the way. i tremble a little as you put your hands on me, getting a feel of my skin, on my stomach and up to my chest. the way you squeeze the flesh in your fingers makes me sigh. i thought what i needed was the alcohol, your company, but i realized this was even better. i needed your lips on my skin. if touch is as close to love as i can get, i'll take it.

you lower your mouth and linger there, until i can feel your breath on my pussy. please, i beg. you spread my legs. you slip your tongue between my folds and lick my clit relentlessly, occasionally dipping your tongue into my pussy, making me cry out. i'm forced to surrender to you, to the sensations you create in my body.

i'm helpless and needy as you shove three fingers inside me; you pump them in and out, stroking my walls, watching me writhe in the sheets. my moans turn into desperate pleas; you know i'm going wild for you.

you squeeze the thick, hard length of your cock inside me and it hits the back of my womb hard. i cum and you gasp as my pussy spasms around your dick. i pull you closer to me and you respond, sucking on my neck then wrapping your hand around it. i almost think we should have done this before.

you pound into me until you're satisfied, your climax like an explosion that shatters us both. you collapse next to me and gather me in your arms. i tuck my head underneath your chin, and wonder which of us was using the other, or if it matters.

unlike my ex, i know you'll let me stay here comfortably as long as i want. i briefly place a hand between my legs, where your cum is dripping out onto my thigh and put a finger to my lips to taste it. smiling, i think i want to take you in my mouth next time.

tw: nsfw; graphic descriptions of sex

since she’d woken up that morning with him gone, she had been eagerly awaiting his return. it was boring being by herself all day. before it had gotten really hot out, she had gone to the garden, taken some time to water the flowers, and played with their dog. 

after getting tired, she went back inside for a cup of tea and decided to rest in the room, still unable to get him off her mind. she picked out lacy lingerie from her closet, white so that it would contrast nicely with her long brown locks which fell softly down half her back, just covering her breasts. she put it on and lay in bed, not knowing what to do with herself.

it was early in the day yet, just a few hours past noon, and the sunlight coming in through her windows was bright. she admired how it slanted across her skin and made it look warm. i look pretty good, if i do say so myself, she thought with a smile.

she knew she would have nothing else to do for a long while, so she closed her eyes and let herself relax. gently, she ran her hands along her body, feeling her curves, her softness. she cupped her breasts over her bra and a little moan slipped out of her mouth. sliding her thumb over the hard and eager nipples poking through the fabric, she thought about him and what he might be doing right then.

he was probably distracted with work, and not thinking of her, not craving her as much as she craved him. that’s not fair. so she decided to tease him a little, remind him what was waiting for him at home. she picked up her phone from the bedside table. she squeezed her breast with her other hand and snapped a picture. she knew he was at work but she could barely help herself. she wanted him to think of her, looking sexy as sin, and come home desperately wanting to fuck. he could get so rough when he wanted her badly enough.

just the thought got her horny, clenching her thighs together. she brought her hand lower, trailing her fingers down her stomach, briefly tracing circles around her navel. then she started slowly rubbing her pussy with her fingers through her lace panties, the pleasant feeling spreading through her. her hips arched, pushing her pussy hard against her hand and making her realize how wet she was. she slipped her right hand inside, enjoying it.

tentatively at first, she ran her index and middle fingers through her folds, feeling every delicious tingle. she repeated the motion, up and down, up and down, then traced circles around her clit. she let out a moan into the pristine empty room. she regretted that he wasn't here, knowing that they would have made such a delicious mess together.

thinking about what she wanted him to do to her had her sinking her fingers inside her pussy, in and out almost violently, the way he loved to fuck. she writhed on the bed, wanting the size of his cock, how he would tease her, drive her almost crazy, and make her beg for him. but for now, she would have to be the one to tease.

she pulled her fingers out of her throbbing pussy. she slipped them into her mouth to taste herself, licking and sucking. she took another picture, knowing how much he enjoyed his innocent girl looking like a slut. then she moved the phone between her legs and took a photo of her white panties, soaked through in the middle. he would know for sure she'd been playing with herself. he wouldn’t be able to resist doing something about that.

*

on the desk, his phone vibrated and he picked it up. he reclined into the leather office chair as he checked who it was from and what it contained. he narrowed his eyes and held his breath; the alert having notified him that she had sent him pictures. he quickly opened it, and there she was, her breasts pushed together, being squeezed by her lovely little hands. the lascivious look on her face captured as she brought her fingers to her mouth, slick with wetness. a snapshot of her panties, soaked over her pussy slit. his jaw clenched and he held back a groan. three more hours before he could come home. fuck, it was naughty of her to tease him at work. he’d make sure she answered for it.

*

five o’ clock came while she was combing her hair in front of the dressing table in their room. she couldn’t help but smile to herself. he was going to be home early, she was sure of it. her session a while ago had been satisfying, but she needed the real thing. his body hard against hers. his lips sucking on her neck. his tongue pushing into her opening. her heartbeat quickened and she reminded herself not to get carried away just yet.

as if on cue, she heard his car pulling up in the driveway. putting down the brush on the table, she got up and gave a little twirl so the white babydoll outfit swirled around her. it was see-through except for the thong underneath and he’d always loved to see her in it. she was giddy with anticipation. as she stood there she thought he must be putting his keys in the door, making his way through the living room and up the stairs…

there he was. she caught sight of him in the mirror, a big man, his coat discarded; in his tie and long sleeves which stretched across his nicely muscled chest. she held her breath as he walked up behind her, and sighed as she felt him wrap his thick arms around her waist under her lingerie. his warm hands on her skin was exactly what she needed.

he tightened his grip, pulling her flush against his body. her bare ass brushed against the fabric of his clothes, his bulge hardening against the small of her back. she yearned to rub herself against him. easily towering over her, he held her gaze in the mirror and gave her a cocky smile, “expecting me, darling?” his right hand roughly moved up to grab and fondle her breast, as his left hand snaked its way into her panties and she struggled to reply. “yeah… i missed you.”

he was being rough on purpose, rolling her nipple hard and squeezing it between his thumb and forefinger. with his other hand, he pushed his index finger hard against her clit, making her throb for him. he started teasing her, moving his fingers up and down the slit of her pussy, pushing lightly at her opening. he put in only the tips of two fingers, just enough for her hole to suck on, and she moaned. “couldn’t wait for me to get home, huh? you just had to play with yourself.” 

he leaned his face closer to hers and paused, before whispering “you naughty slut.” he plunged the two fingers deep in her pussy, making her cry out. he stroked her walls with his fingers while repeatedly thrusting until she trembled against him, her legs threatening to give out. chuckling, he said, “i hope this is the kind of playtime you wanted.”

he released her and she turned towards him, trying to undo the buttons of his shirt. he did it for her and pulled his tie off, pushing her back against the table. shirtless, he put his hands on her waist and got down, lowering his head to her breasts. over her lingerie, he bit her nipple and held it between his teeth, pulling at it. she gasped sharply and very slowly let out her breath while he licked it, making the cloth wet and her shiver. 

he squeezed it with his other hand, while he lowered his mouth to her pussy. she sat on the table and he pushed her thighs open with his hands to reveal an inviting sight. her white thong was damp, the skin around it slick with her juices. he licked over it for a bit to tease her, then pulled it down, and buried his tongue in the sweet flesh of her pussy.

“fuuck,” she muttered, while he licked and kissed and sucked on her sensitive bits. his mouth got hungrier, his tongue lapped harder at her clit and traveled down to probe her opening. intoxicated, she cried out and her hands wrapped around his head, pressing his face against her pussy. his tongue pushed deeper, stimulating her hole and she came around him, her juices gushing into his mouth. he lapped them up hungrily, swirling his tongue around, and rose to kiss her.

“i bet you can’t wait to taste yourself on my lips,” he said, with his mouth inches from hers. her mouth met his greedily, their tongues touching, biting and sucking on each other’s lips. with his arms around her waist, he pulled her to the edge of the table, and she fit her body against his. her thighs gripped his hips while she not so subtly began grinding against the bulge in his pants.

he grunted and lifted her from the table. quickly, he pulled her outfit over her head so she was completely naked and made her bend over. she leaned on the table with her forearms and looked into the mirror while he hurriedly undid his belt and dropped his pants to the floor. she gasped at the sight of his thick hard cock close to her ass. he gripped her ass, stuck out in front of him. she stifled a moan while he spread her ass cheeks to look at her pussy, still leaking with her own cum.

“you’re a dirty girl,” he said, pushing his dick into her pussy a little at a time. wanting him to fuck her hard, she was squirming. then he continued, “and dirty girls deserve a good old spanking.” he smacked her ass loudly and she screamed, while he shoved his thick cock into her as far as it would go. he did it again and again, faster, hitting her deep each time, her tight cunt milking him. he watched the sight they made in the mirror – her with her eyes closed, breasts swaying, body rocking wildly as he fucked her hard, unable to stop the moans and obscenities that poured from her mouth.

he bent slightly over her, one hand reaching under to toy with her clit, the other hand squeezing one of her breasts. she bucked against him, telling him she was going to cum. feeling that he was close to the edge as well, he slowed his thrusts and deepened them, so they hit the wall of her womb, and soon, grunting, they both came. he hugged her body to his so he could kiss her neck. 

pulling out of her, he scooped some of their juices from her dripping pussy with his fingers and brought it to her mouth. she gave him a hazy smile with her dazed eyes and sucked on his fingers, a look of satisfaction on her face. he brushed his lips against her cheek and smiled back, “seems like that was worth the wait.”

warning: graphic, nsfw; contains themes of non-consent/reluctance

he pulled her by her arm into a room he knew was empty. taken by surprise, she gasped, and fear fluttered in her chest as he backed her against the wall. her hands clenched into fists, gripping the hem of her sunday dress, as if she somehow knew and dreaded what was going to happen.

he leaned down so his face was level with hers and she was forced to look him in the eyes. he loved the slight panic he saw in her bright blue ones. grinning, he bared his teeth and made a move as if to bite her, and she flinched. he chuckled. predictable.

she was a bundle of nerves and his voice came like a soft caress, low and soothing. "i'll give you what you want, hun." he leaned in so the stubble on his face briefly scratched her cheek, and whispered darkly into her ear, telling her to take off her clothes.

she fidgeted, acting like she was uncomfortable. she mumbled a soft no in response to his repeated requests. he froze. suddenly, his voice was menacing and in a demeaning bark, he spoke into her ear, "what was that?" he unclenched her fists with his rough hands, gripped the sides of her waist.

his utterly confident smile told her she was powerless; there was nothing she could do. her body told her she might as well give in, when he said, "guess i'll have to do it for you, then."

he started licking and sucking on her neck, and despite herself, she relaxed. she tilted her head and let out a soft sigh. he caught the sound and chuckled again. somehow it made tremors run through her body. his hands traveled across her skin under the skirt of her dress. delighted to find she was wearing a thong, his strong hands gripped her ass, kneading and squeezing.

"let's start with this, shall we?" he hooked his fingers on the waistband of the thin fabric, and pulled her panties down. she shivered at the sensation, only noticing how wet she was with her pussy exposed. she blushed deeply and tried to pull her legs together, but it was too late. his hand was already between them, his fingers pushing into her folds. he played with her wetness, as he took her mouth in his.

crushed against him like that, she lost herself in the simultaneous pleasure of the kiss, and his fingers working her pussy. she moaned and sighed against his lips and forgot herself as he stuck two fingers inside her and rubbed her clit with his thumb. soon enough she was cumming and pleading with him not to stop. "oh, i know something you'll like even more," he said, with a laugh.

he released her from her position against the wall and nodded towards a nearby desk. trembling a bit, she went and dutifully bent over it. "there we go, you're finally cooperating." she could barely think straight but she heard the husky quality of his voice and it made her ache for him. in the next second he was slapping her ass, which, despite her anticipation, all but made her scream, and pushing the head of his dick along her pussy, teasing her, pressing hard on her clit. he gripped her ass as he slid his hard cock inside her all in one go.

she spasmed around him and he grunted from the pleasure. he fucked her so hard she couldn't help being a bit loud, forgetting there were other people in the building. her tight pussy felt so good gripping his thickness that he rammed her repeatedly, his hips smacking against her ass. then he slowed down his strokes, pulling himself almost entirely out of her so she let out a cry, then pushing inside her violently. her pussy sucked him in the whole time, wanting his cum.

soon enough, her pussy was gushing with his cum and with her orgasm only making her tighter around his cock, he came and came. when he finally pulled out his sperm was dripping out the gaping hole of her pussy, a satisfying sight.

he smirked to himself while she panted. "well, look who enjoyed herself. why did you bother resisting in the first place, darling?" she lifted herself from the table and collapsed onto the floor, exhausted. she was a rumpled mess in her half-off dress, juices still slipping down her thighs. almost as if to convince herself, she said, "i'm a good girl," to which he only laughed and replied, "good girls don't do what you do."

she was in such a slutty mood. walking home by herself that night in her high heels and tiny black dress with a flouncy skirt that barely made it past her ass. girls like her were supposed to know better than to be alone on the streets looking like that.

but as she made her way under the streetlights, she cherished the danger in it, the feeling of not knowing what could happen. it was almost making her wet.

as most parties go, the one she was coming from had been fun. all the loud music, drinking, dancing, and bare flesh on display had left her in high spirits. she hadn't found anyone to come home with, but rubbing up against hot guys and getting touchy while they danced in a crowded party like that had made her giddy. she was craving a bit more. anyway, she thought to herself as she continued walking, the night wasn't over yet.

***

he liked these streets since they were usually deserted, and he could have a smoke by himself in peace. rest a bit from being on his motorcycle. he had just parked it on the side of the road and was leaning against it when he spotted the girl.

she was toned; he could see how lean yet muscular her legs were, extending from what had to be the tiniest dress he had ever seen. it bounced around her ass and clung to her breasts, showing so much cleavage. her shoulders were bare and so were her arms; she lifted one to part her dark hair from her face while in the other one she clutched a small black bag.

shit, she was beautiful. he felt himself immediately attracted to her. his body all but made up his mind for him. he usually never did this, but he supposed there was a first time for everything.

***

what the fuck? she thought she must be dreaming. she wasn't actually expecting her prayers to be answered but she felt they were, as the fucking hot guy in the leather jacket seemed to be purposefully walking towards her.

she didn't know what to do - should she keep walking? maybe he was just passing this way and wouldn't even mind her. lost in thought and maybe a bit tipsy, she suddenly stumbled over a crack in the sidewalk. a hand caught her elbow and steadied her. shit. it seemed like just an instant and he was there.

getting herself upright, she slowly and nervously lifted her eyes up at him. he said, "are you alright?" as his eyes met hers after sliding along her body.

she couldn't help but grin a bit. her skin tingled. she felt delicious.

***

he hoped she hadn't noticed how he'd been ogling her like a teenager. but shit, up close she was fucking sexy and he was falling all over himself. the fact that she stumbled had made it so easy, and he hadn't needed to approach her like he had bad intentions.

but when she peeked up at him like that with her dark eyes that glinted enticingly and the street lights flooding her olive skin with a warm glow, there was no denying that he was tempted.

she grinned at him.

more than tempted. he released her elbow while she told him she was okay. he thought about grabbing hold of other things instead, touching parts of her, all of her, in some dark corner somewhere. devouring her skin that looked oh so soft, while he pushed his hardness against her. give her something she wasn't expecting.

she moved a bit closer to him, like she was going to hug him to say thanks, and he exploded. forget not having bad intentions.

***

he looked so classically, even movie-star handsome with his blonde hair, blue eyes, and jawline. but the scruffiness of his face and his leather jacket, plus the slight rasp of his voice when he spoke to her screamed "bad boy." she loved it. she wanted to throw herself at him and his sparkling eyes, hear his deep voice against her ear with their bodies pressed together.

shit, get ahold of yourself. she pretended not to mind when he let go of her elbow, but craving his touch again, curious about the warmth and hardness of his body, she stepped closer, lightly pressed her body against his in a hug, and wrapped her arms around him.

surprised, all he did was hold her tightly to him with one arm around her waist before she pulled away. glancing up at him, she caught her breath.

his eyes no longer sparkled. instead, they'd darkened and were boring into her. his eyes were full of lust and the way he was looking at her, like he wanted to take her right there and then, made her blood warm and her heart race. she felt certain she was looking at him the exact same way.

***

all he knew was that he wanted her, and when the look in her eyes said she wanted him too, he saw no reason to stop himself.

he grabbed her again and pulled her body against his. he crushed her lips with his own in a passionate kiss. he licked her lips and she sucked on his tongue when he slid it inside her. god, she was greedy. he ached to find out how wet she was. her body trembled against him as their kiss kept getting deeper. she pressed herself against him. fine, he thought, i'll give you what you want, what we both want.

***

the next thing she knew, he had dragged her down the street into a darkened corner, shoved her against a wall, and kissed her violently. she wanted to scream; she was so fucking wet for him. all she could do was moan. he moved his mouth smoothly to her neck, licking and sucking, driving her crazy with need. he slid further down to her cleavage and her breasts, pulling the top of her dress down. he bit her nipple and she let out a tiny scream, which turned into whimpers while he licked and lapped at her breast, grabbing and squeezing the other one. she felt wild and out of control, like cumming when he hadn't even touched her yet.

***

he sucked and sucked and sucked on her beautiful breasts, until she was all but pushing his head down, begging him to pay attention to her pussy, her neediest parts. conceding, he gently kissed a nipple before moving down. getting on his knees, he lifted her skirt up and held her right leg just over his shoulder, so he could get better access to her pussy. he found himself face to face with tiny black lace panties, dripping wet and being eaten up by her folds. he could see them just begging to be licked. so he teased her, not removing the panties and licking her just a little. she muffled a squeal, trembling, trying to grind against him. 

finally, he stripped off the tiny material and buried his face in her, eating her out so good she gripped his hair in her hands and came. she was still shaking from the spasms when he stripped off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. yearning for her, his cock hard as a rock, he all but tore off her dress and forced her to kiss him again.

with her finally naked, he squeezed her firm shapely ass and she moaned, trying to get his shirt off him. pulling away hastily, he finished the job, and unbuttoned his pants. it was her turn.

***

feeling like a slut, she was still trembling from her first or second orgasm and already asking for more. she grabbed his cock the moment it sprung from his pants and got to her knees. barely able to think, she shoved the huge dick into her mouth, gratefully choking on it, drooling all over, her mouth sucking so hard she thought she was forgetting to breathe. when he said "faster," she bounced her head up and down on it, holding back the gags as it repeatedly rammed against her throat. 

she was gasping for breath, saliva dripping from her mouth, when he suddenly lifted her up, had her against the wall, with her legs pushed open. she held onto his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his hips naturally as he pushed the length of his cock into her. she felt her walls squeezing him, so thick and hard, and got lost in the pleasure and pain while he did it over and over again. 

he rammed her harder and harder, their grunts and yells mixing together, their juices dripping down each other's thighs. she must have cum six more times before he finally put her down, their bodies slick with sweat. he leaned his head against hers, pressed a soft kiss against her lips before saying, "it's not safe to walk by yourself. i can take you home, angel."