#musingcyril

[ofinfinitedreams]

As Willow sat in the back of the class, after being handed back her paper, a soft sigh fell from her lips. This was one of three classes she was already failing in and she was only half way through the semester. Okay, so some times her friends and parties were the excuse. But honestly, she tried her hardest to study it wasn't her fault she could be so easily persuaded, so was young after all. History, of all the topics. Who really cares for the past anyways? Shouldn't she be looking into her future. The only plus side to History was that her teacher was quite good looking for someone whom had an interest in boring stuff. Perhaps there could be a way for her F, to become at least a B- or a C+. Her eyes lit up instantly at the thought. Her eyes shifted around her classmates, back to the front not really listening to his lecture, until she heard her name being called. "Sorry, sir. Can you repeat the question please?" she aked timidly. "I-I'm not sure I understand," her cheeks reddened with embarrassment. He repeated the question and she tried to answer, but noticing the look upon his features knew it wasn't correct. The bell rang, and she was met with relief. Willow waited til she was the only one left and slowly sauntered closer towards the front of the class. "Sir, if it's alright with you. Is there any chance I could have one-on-one lessons? I might learn better that way," she suggested innocently with a soft smile gracing her features.

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[lexicmarshall]

Somehow you guys did it. I am at 105 followers. I don’t know how to thank you guys. I am greatful. And touched you all are loving Alex and Tara.

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She had reason to be smug. His niece had him wrapped around her finger; a power only she could have on him that he never gave to another woman. It made him think; that perhaps he was not meant for a normal relationship and not one that played within the rules of social norms. He loved his niece, loving the fact that he had buried his cock inside her and came inside her. There was no shame in what they had done. “That you are” he sweetly crooned, already in anticipation of her. He breathed in her scent, a hint of his musk settled on her skin and he smiled with his mark on her; possessive of the young woman in his arms. At her question, he wagged his brows. “Hm, wouldn’t you like to find out” he teased. His throat bobbed, crooning noises as he tasted her skin and kissed his jaw and stifled as she too inhaled his scent. The pair of them; like animals.

He smiled, loved where he had her on the bed where she laid comfortably and gave a low moan that vibrated while his mouth enveloped her. He could taste her now on his tongue; sweet as he expected as he sought out more of her nectar. Uncaring of the strength of her pull on his follicles he began to move his head, moving in motions to press his tongue firm against her and taste every inch of her cunt. He lapped where he could, nose brushed her inner thighs as he moved up, down; side to side and in circled motion as he went to work of eating her out and making her feel the same pleasure she had gifted him. Cyril rose his head for a brief moment, mouth already wet with her essence and flicked his tongue at her clit before he began to suckle at the bud and moved his hand to stroke along her hips. He pulled her forward, encouraging her to give herself over to him once again. He lapped fiercely at her cunt, tongue darting out between her folds to thrust his tongue inside her.

“It’s no hardship for me, I’ll happily do it,” She reassured her uncle before kisisng him slowly. “You will. And I’ll be your first at something, who would’ve thought?” Holly chuckled softly, looking at him as she turned to face the older male, wrapping her arms around his neck when he kissed her again. “You don’t have to worry about that. Your cock will be deep buried inside my tight cunt all night. And maybe my ass if you deserve it,” She teased him with a playful smile on her lips, nipping his lower lip before looking up to his eyes again. Cyril seemed to be determined to eat her until she couldn’t anymore. “Let’s be cliche for once and go to the bedroom,” The blonde told him, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist before kissing him again, tugging his hair to tilt his head back so he looked at her again. “Take me, uncle,” She asked him with a grin. “Last door in the corridor. It’s open,” She instructed him.

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Paige's body burning with unbridled desire and an abundance of need as his cock rammed into her tight canal. He's her first but of course she'd never tell him that. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that detail yet. Alan was just too plain when it came to lovemaking, sex. His moans easily dispelled those thoughts are she was here in the present with him fucking her with such intense passion or pent up aggression. He obliterated her tiny hole. She was breathless as he thrusted persistently.

Good heaven's the feeling was beyond words to explain, though she was in sheer bliss and utter content whilst her step-brother had his delightfully, wicked way with her. Why had they both been so obtuse to reognize. They're most certainly not going back, not now, not ever she mused. In this moment, at least for the brunette everything felt so wondrous, so amazing and above all else. Completely right. He was giving her sheer perfection.

She hummed joyously. Her lips parted at his words and her eyes fluttered at the sensations swirled deep within. "That dear brother, sounds like a promise which I'm very much prepared to fulfill," she said her voice full of exuberance. "I'm going to take every last ounce of cum from you, brother," she screamed in ecstasy. "I can take anything and everything my dear brother gives me. What makes you think I haven't already had the same dream. Where I give you so much satisfaction, and you give me a pearl necklace," she challenged as her eyes sparkled conveying the hunger and lust within. "We're on the exact same page, dear brother. It'll be heavenly," she purred against him with a grin upon her features.

His low growls only heightened the euphoric state that already encompassed her. With her tight walls clenching around his girth as it pulsated and throbbed inside her. Her moans and whimpers of such delight bounced of the walls. She was sore and her body ached in the most exquisite way possible. His seed filling her orifice.

Her head lulled back at the intense pleasure crashing over her whilst he fucked his release deeper and deeper inside her tight little hole. "You feel so good, brother," she cooed blissfully.

Paige could only nod in return, too blissed out was she to reply. She thrummed with exhilaration and intoxicated by the desire she held for him, which was still very much alive and ever growing now that they've had their first taste of such greatness. Nothing could compare. She poured every ounce of her being in this electric and fiery kiss for her dear brother. The night was only just beginning and her body was incredible sore, but it was definitely worth it and still she wanted more.

A soft smile graced her lips as he wiped her clean of his sticky remnants. She proceeded to put back on her jeans wincing slightly at the soreness she felt. Hurriedly she pocketed her panties, as she shook her head in agreeance. Already hungry once more, "I was hoping it wouldn't be, brother," she replied tortly as her fingers ran through her locks to be presentable. She graciously took her shirt back and swiftly put it on. Her eyes rolled at his teasing. "What a cheeky bastard, you are brother," she said as a matter of factly.

Her eyes fluttered as he kissed her softly shutting her up. A low huff fell from her lips at his crude words. No, it wouldn't be the last, she mused as she tried to make her way upstairs. As quietly as she could and as slowly, the way she was walking she wouldn't be able to stop a pig in a passage. Smug prick, she mused when she was finally able to arrive at his car. Patiently awaiting for him in the cool breeze. Thinking off all the ways she could surprise and please him on the ride home.

“You’ll be in fucking heaven - guilty that you let me wait this long for you” he replied to her words; huffed a breath against her skin at her laughter when he knew all too well that when she spoke with confidence it was all but a show. He could easily bring her to the edge just as he is now. His cock was buried in the channel of her most tender holes. She didn’t need to give that; could have made him earn it but she chose to willingly give her body in any way she could have him. He had not missed her slip of the tongue. She loved him; just as he did her.

It seemed so right to have her on his cock; taking every inch of him and giving herself this pleasure. The fact that she had carried the same thoughts as he had when they were young made him regret not acting on it sooner. If he had, those years of watching her with another man would have been less painful. It was his chance now to show her what it meant to be worshiped and to be taken to such heights of ecstasy that she would never sate herself without him. It was his promise to her to keep her satisfied; and addicted to him.

“I’ll hold you to that. dear sister. I won’t allow the night to end without seeing you take my cock buried in that sweet mouth of yours” he said, assuring that her commitment to her words stood ground, lest she torture him with the thought and take such a gift from him. She already spoke of her desire; her filthy words spilt from her lips and he knew. Paige would drink from him. She would give herself to swallow his cum. It was only inevitable. “I wonder if my dear sister could take it if I fucked her mouth. I’ve dreamed of you sitting prettily on your knees for me, choking and starving for air” he spoke, speaking almost calmly between his breaths as he fucked her hole with firm strokes. “You would look so pretty” he whispered, touching his fingers along her neck and collar.

At her command to him, he growled in his throat. He didn’t need to be told twice as he took a firm hold of her hips. His cock slipped into her arse, quick and hard with a punishing pace to make her feel the strength of his power. She would feel him when he was finished with her; to have her more than trembling but broken in by him. That tight channel would be aching; sore - pulsing and dripping with his seed.

The cry of her release; was music to his ears as it rang in his ears. Her pleas to have him release inside her ass followed soon after. The heavy load that sat heavy in his balls poured his cum deep into her hole and spread onto her skin. It was an experience he could not forget. His sweet step-sister brought him the height of his own release; no other woman compared to her.

He groaned as she purred, eyes moving to look at the mess he had left behind on her skin of his cum painted on her ass. Her ass, leaked his thick white load as it continued to tremble. Cyril hummed, her voice honeyed and her eyes were hooded in delirium. He softly chuckled; the thrill of her wrecked and in ruins of her mind overrun with pleasure. “It was, wasn’t it?” he asked, smirking wickedly.

He saw the look in her eyes; he was not yet done with him and agreed most ardently; words needn’t be exchanged. “The best idea I’ve heard all night, sister” He nodded in agreement; quick to think of a solution to their predicament. They were both freshly fucked, hair messy, skin gleaming with sweat and smelling like sex. Cyril kissed and met her with the same need to leave and retake her. His heart soared at the thought of a night just starting; a love growing with his step-sister to be his alone.

“Meet me at the car. I’ll take care of our parents” he told her, pulling back finally to dress and buckle his pants. Cyril removed a handkerchief from his coat pocket, wiping her down before pocketing the stained piece of fabric with a smirk. “Don’t worry, it won’t be the last time I paint your skin with my cum, sister” he said bluntly with a smirk. Leaning down he pulled on his shirt, fixing his hair to look presentable again. He offered a hand as he found her shirt and handed it to her. “Be careful on your walk back to my car - I wouldn’t want you falling over” he chuckled. observing her slight limp after the soreness of their activities.

“And thank you for letting me fuck that sweet hole, sister.” he nudged her nose with his and kissed her softly. “I hope it won’t be the last” leaving her to ruminate over the thought now that she wouldn’t soon forget the feeling of her step-brother pounding her tight channel.

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Storm had known Jax was on his way and he looked down they were in a mandatory meeting of officers and unfortunately striker was needed. He hated to pull him away from Alex. But it was just for a hour.

after the meeting was done he pulled striker back. “I wouldn’t stay long I have a feeling they found you.” He said honestly. “Don’t know how. Just be safe brother. Ok. You and Alex.” He said clapping his back before going.

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Alex had been doing some sketching in her sketchbook and she paused. She heard motorcycles approaching the house. She knew that cy didn’t have his back till tomorrow. She used her phone to conference call the two officers. “Storm. There, there are bikes her. Cy. Your not far. Are you?”she asked curiously.

She heard a knock on the door. “What do i do. I know I can’t talk to him. But.” She clenched her side a bit as she had moved a bit and saw a little blood coming from her white shirt. ‘Shit’ she thought looking down. But she looked down.

“Alex. Open up. It’s me and opie. We just wanna talk.” She heard the voice as she sighed “just get here fast please ?”she hung up and walked to the door. She saw not opie. But clay sitting back and Jax. “Hey” she said meekly as she opened the door to let him in.

(Can you be him for a little. Just like brother figure stuff )

“Jax. You know you shouldn’t be here”. She said as she crossed her arms as she let clay stay outside. “Just checking in or what are you doing here?”she said seriously as she pulled her brown sweater around her as she hid the blood that had slept through. The bandages. “I called this in when you two pulled up. She said going to the fridge and handing him a water bottle “sorry no beer”she said as she sat in the recliner across from him taking a sip from her own.

“Juice tracked my debit card didn’t he. The hack. He does that shit for you guys doesn’t he. It stuff ?��

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“Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.” she said as she winced trying to sit up from the couch. She had been in the hospital for a few days. She didn't know that she had been missing. Well she knew she had been missing and her childhood friend had found her on the street near the location of the repair shop. She was the daughter of the president of the sons of anarchy and dating a rival MC vice president. She had been told bedrest and not strenius activities.

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He wondered how many times she had done this with a professor, or how many men she had to have such a practiced skill. It was clear she was far from a virgin from the way she handled him. It was not his business; a woman her age was likely to explore her sexual desires at this age. It was the need to pass with her marks that may have given him the fortune of this experience but he would not waste it. Especially as she was so willing  for him.

With the last spurts of his seed releasing from his cock it leaked through the corners of her mouth as his load was copious and thick. Her lips glistened with saliva, droplets of his cup falling on her chin. A sight he would not soon forget; grunting as it remained hard as she stroked him. Cyril gaped his mouth, breathing heavily she swallowed and licked her fingers clean from her fingers as she cleaned the mess from her chin. He moaned, closing his eyes before he opened them once more. It would take little to convince him to another repeat. He hadn’t expected him to be so taken with her. If she asked for more and returned to his company he could hardly deny either of them the pleasure.

“You have truly earned your grade” he promised, smirking as she stood to push him back into his seat and watched her move quickly to straddle his lap. His blue eyes stared into her dark orbs as she pumped his half-hard cock and felt it revive; becoming hard again for her. He was still wet, lubricated by her saliva and slipped easily into her sopping cunt. Her folds parted, welcoming his massive cock into that tight cunt. “Fuck..” he breathed, grasping the back of her head as she kissed him; lips pressed firmly to hers and tongue tangled as he moaned into her mouth as he moved his hands to pull at her clothes.

He parted breifly, pulling her shirt off and over her torso and looked at her with an appreciative glanced before he moved to remove her bra; throwing it to the floor and took her breasts in his hand. A firm squeeeze, groping at her, pulling at her nipples before he took it in his mouth and then the other. A hand slapped her rear, echoing loud in the classroom. “Fuck me, Willow” bucking his hips as he encouraged her to move and watched her ride him and grin as her tits bounced for him.

“Good girl” he slapped her rear once again.

Although Willow was failing a few of her classes, she deemed herself on trying to be a model student. She wanted to be nothing less than perfection. Seeing Mr Grant become unhinged due to her mouth, was an exciting and thrilling feeling. To be the one who holds the power, to bring him to orgasm. The young girl continued to suck him, with hollowed cheeks whilst her tongue alternated teasing licks along. He was so full in her mouth and she choked as he hit the back of her throat.

Her eyelids fluttered as his rough hands threaded through her dark locks. She heeded his words. Willow hungrily took what he gave her as she kept on sucking him through his release. She felt his spurts of cum hit the back of her throat and some bits had gradually oozed out of the sides of mouth and left a trail of drips from her chin. She swallowed all she could, the saltiness leaving it’s mark on her tongue in it’s wake. She swirled her tongue one final time before she pulled back completely. One of her hands wrapped around his cock and pumped a few times, with the other her digits wiped at the remnants before she slipped them inside her mouth as she sucked them clean, waste not want not after all. She hummed blissfully, “you taste absolutely divine, sir” she murmured with a wicked grin. A girl could get used to that” she answered in a dulcet tone.

“I hope that was as good for you and was a worthy performance. But what about that reward, sir. I think I have an idea,” she suggested mischievously as she stood. With both hands braced firmly upon his shoulders, she pushed him back down in his chair. With ease she quickly pull down her panties to straddle him, her legs either side. Her hands pumped him until he became erect again, before she slowly sunk her dripping wet cunt onto his cock, til he was fully sheathed inside her wetness. “Oh sweet Lord, sir,” she mewled before her lips forcefully kissed him with all the lustfilled desire she possessed.

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Cyril watched his niece curiously, grinning when her hand moved between her legs and moved along her body and down to her cunt to gather the wetness there and brought it to her lips. He shook his head, biting down his inner cheek to stifle his laugh. “You are shameless, sweetheart. I’m glad you think so because it’s my new favourite thing. You make a lovely dessert for the night” he said, licking his lip at the reminder of her taste that lingered on his tongue. Where they stood; close and touching her stomach he did have a quick image in his head with her stomach growing with his child. When that day came he knew he would have his life complete. A woman he loved and a child of their own. Her body would change, her breasts would become bigger and her hips wider to accommodate for birth. He smiled against her skin. “I’m a patient man. Besides, as much as the idea fills me with excitement and pride. I am a selfish man to want you to myself for a little while before we have any children” he confessed, hands moving to stroke along her curves as her arms wrapped around her waist. He chuckled, loving the feel of her skin against him and kissed her softly before pulling back to look down at his niece. “Hm, I think we can manage,” Cyril said, quickly lifting her into his arms and forcing her to cling to him by wrapping her legs around his waist. He walked them to her bathroom, turning on her shower at a comfortable temperature before stepping inside with her. He brought them under the water, kissing her neck and nipping at her pulse before he met her lips in a passionate kiss. “I hope you won’t regret the sleep you’ll lose tonight” he whispered, promising that he would pleasure her until morning broke.

He was more than capable with his cock hard for her; always ready to bury himself within her body and worship her. He showed her then, holding her against the wall of her shower and parted slightly to angle his erected member at her folds. He gently pushed forward, seeing his member become enveloped in her heat again and moaned. “Heaven” he whispered, closing his eyes as he began a steady rhythm that pushed her up and down against the wall. “Fuck, Holly - can you feel how hard I am still. How much Daddy needs to fill you full of his cock? Tell me, Holly. Do you love daddy’s cock filling you up?” He asked, pulling back before he pushed her up the wall and deeply pressed inside until he felt the resistance of his cock at her cervix. “Taking you right where you need it?”

While cumming, she tilted her head back with her eyes closed, arching her back and moaning louder than before. Cyril continued to work his tongue along her folds, taking Every drop of her nectar. When he stood up, staring down at her, she felt like a piece of art being admired by him. Soon, the older male began to undress completely, standing bare before her, which made her smirk as her eyes scanned his body up and down, appreciating every feature. Holly remained lying down on her bed as she tried to calm her body down after her orgasm, focusing on her breathing while her legs continued to tremble for a while more. Cyril had an uncontrollable power over her body, there was no denying it. Guiding her fingers down to between her folders, she could feel her wetness, soon taking her fingers to her mouth to suck them, eyes locked on his blue hues as she tasted herself, sighing softly.  “You were right, I do taste Sweet,” She told him with a mischievous grin before he went to the bathroom. He returned after a while with a towel to wipe her down, taking such good care of her after giving her so much pleasure and a mind-blowing orgasm. With his help, the blonde stood up when her legs stopped trembling, looking up at him as his hand gently stroked her skin before resting on her stomach. Her eyes lowered to his hand and she smiled, wondering how it would look when she got pregnant and how magical would it be to watch it grow with him. “I’m just a couple of months from graduating, so,” She shrugged, looking at him. It was considerate of him to think about her education even after they talked about so many filthy things. “Oh, we’ll have so much practicing...” Holly chuckled, wrapping her arms around his neck and nipping his jawline before looking up at him again. “A shower does sound nice... What do you think about moving it to the bathroom?”

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“you really are perfect for me” he praised, amazed that his niece was eager to please him and offer the pleasure of having her mouth and swallow his seed. A hand touched her neck, trailing down between her breasts and stilling on her stomach as they spoke of her visits. “Hm, I haven’t had a woman brave enough to try” he revealed, lifting his brow when she spoke of earning such a deserving prize and playfully huffed a breath. “You’re lucky that daddy wants to be nice, little one” growling against her lips as she nipped at him and met her eyes. He held her as she wrapped her legs around his waist; carrying her as she directed him. His eyes darkened, feeling the tug of his head to pull back and look at her and she demanded her to take her. His only reply was a feral grin; full of a burning desire for his niece.

Inside her bedroom he laid her down; impatient he moved his hands to her dress and began to rip it off her and pulled it off to see her naked form. He opened her legs, kneeled on the bed and kissed her slowly as he cradled her cheek, moving to her neck, breasts and stomach and nipped at her skin along the way until he moved to the end of the bed and moved to kneel on the floor. Cyril took a moment to appreciate the sight of his niece splayed out naked before taking her legs onto her shoulder, a playful tug to bring her down to have her knees bent at his shoulder. He breathed hotly against her glistening cunt. He gave a gentle lick, swiping his tongue through her folds before he moved his mouth over her mound and tasted her with a deep groan. His hands rubbed at her thighs. All the while his eyes stared into hers.

“It’s no hardship for me, I’ll happily do it,” She reassured her uncle before kisisng him slowly. “You will. And I’ll be your first at something, who would’ve thought?” Holly chuckled softly, looking at him as she turned to face the older male, wrapping her arms around his neck when he kissed her again. “You don’t have to worry about that. Your cock will be deep buried inside my tight cunt all night. And maybe my ass if you deserve it,” She teased him with a playful smile on her lips, nipping his lower lip before looking up to his eyes again. Cyril seemed to be determined to eat her until she couldn’t anymore. “Let’s be cliche for once and go to the bedroom,” The blonde told him, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist before kissing him again, tugging his hair to tilt his head back so he looked at her again. “Take me, uncle,” She asked him with a grin. “Last door in the corridor. It’s open,” She instructed him.

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A contented moan drawled from his lips at the thought of her suggestion. "my niece is absolutely filthy" he playfully tsked, tongue clicking as he looked at her lower lip caught with her teeth and felt her lips. "As long as it's no hardship for you then I'll gladly feed you and keep that belly full" Cyril answered his niece, giving her a slow kiss before he pulled back and gave himself a small reprieve. As much as he could anyway; her hand on his thigh and caressing him. and his ever-present erection had stayed strained against his trousers. As she unlocked her door, pushing against him with her ass he groaned impatiently. "will I be my niece's first?" he grinned wickedly at the thought he might be able to give her the first experience. "So many choices, love" he smiled, pressing his kiss at her pulse. Cyril turned his niece around, held her face and kissed her soundly. "It's your reward, as long as my cock is in your cunt or maybe your ass I'll be a happy man. And, if you want me to kneel for you, I will. I'll eat you out till your legs tremble for me and you've drenched me" He smiled, touching her cheek. "What will it be?"

“Any time? I might pay you a visit at work then. I reckon you should feed me Every morning so I have the energy to go through the day. What do you think?” Holly grinned at him, nipping her lower lip before his thrum brushed along her plump lips. “We didn’t know before but that’s what they were made for, to be tightly wrapped around your cock,” The blonde whispered Against his lips, kissing him back again, giving his thigh a nice squeeze. As he drives to her place, her hand caresses his thigh gently up and down, sometimes moving to his inner thigh to tease him. Once they got to her flat, she worked on unlocking the door but having his body standing behind her and his lips on her neck made it so hard to think straight. Instinctively, she moved her ass Against his pants, feeling his arousal. “I haven’t. Do you want to?” The niece looked over her shoulder at him with a smile before walking inside her flat, waiting for him to do the same before locking the door. “A tour? Baby, we’ll be christening every room tonight. Where should we start though? Do you want to go to my room and eat me out and then fuck me in my bed? Or start somewhere else, like the kitchen or the living room?”

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Giving her a mirthful grin he merely looked at her; a look to say yes, yes anything you want as long as those lips stay wrapped around my cock. He was sure that she could make him beg for it if he didn’t enjoy being the dominant over her. He may have been her gentle uncle with a friendly disposition but she had decided to wake that wild beast in him and she had yet to tame him. He wondered if she was up to such a feat. A man who knew what he wanted, knew how to what to do get it and with force and sometimes if she pushed with anger. He was a lover who enjoyed rough play, wanting to bring her to tears brought by her pleasure. He certainly had the will to make sure to last through the night; purely driven by her desire to match him. He moaned loudly, holding her head as his eyes fluttered and his mouth gaped with panting breaths at the power of his orgasm. Cyril released her head, catching his breath as she cleaned him with care and sat upright beside him. He smirked, closing his zipper and stifled a stammer in his voice as her hand lay on his thigh.

He cupped her face, brought her lips to his and kissed her deeply with a playful nip to her lip. “Any time you want a taste of me I’ll gladly feed you” he whispered, brushing his thumb along his nieces' plump lips. “They look so pretty on my cock” he teased, kissing her once more before he started the car again and drove to the next street to finally park at her flat and followed her to the door. He stood behind her, kissing her neck as she worked to unlock the door. “Give me the tour, Holly. Show me where I should fuck you next” he smiled, hands holding her hips and grounding his hips behind her. “I haven’t tried this yet. Have you?

“Like what? With my lips wrapped around your cock sucking you off?” She asked to tease, already knowing his answer as she chuckled. “Anything? We’ll see about that when I start to ask you things,” She teased him as her hand continued to slide up and down his cock, stroking him at a quick pace and with ease due to her saliva around it. “I ate enough. And I had your cum, and will have it again now. I think I’ll be fine till the morning,” Holly winked at him before sucking him off again. Cyril might be older, but he surely had what it needed to go all night and leave her boneless and weak in bed when they were done. From what she has seen so far, he’d have no trouble pleasuring her any time or way, she wouldn’t be able to have enough of him ever. She was completely addicted to her uncle already. The niece noticed he pulled out of the car and parked somewhere Hidden, assuming he was close to the edge. As soon as he did, both his hands moved and he fucked her mouth, cumming back in her throat again. Holly closed her eyes for a moment taking all the load and swallowing every drop before sucking him clean and pulling back to sit up straight again, looking at the older male in the driver’s seat. “I love the way you taste,” She confessed, caressing his thigh with spasms while he panted his breath.

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“Just because it’s filthy, doesn’t mean that I can’t find it sweet.” He said, the name daddy made him feel a certain way. “Any other woman who has ever said that to me doesn’t quite make sounds as filthy; given that you are my niece makes dirtier than ever. You have no idea how hard that makes me coming for your lips” he confessed, just knowing how easy of a man he would be for her to tease and rile him just by uttering that name. She looked adamant, true to her promise to give him anything he wanted from her. A trust he imagined built on the relationship of niece and uncle; lovers now and opened to giving each other the forbidden gift of intimacy between two people who should never have known such pleasure. It was the thrill, more than that he cared and loved her still as his beloved niece. Now, she was becoming so much more.

He smiled against her skin; the agreement that she would kindly take to being used in such a manner he knew not all woman liked. Again, she showed no hesitation. It made him wonder all the more what she had gotten to in these last few years. How naughty of a woman she was in bed to enjoy the rougher treatment, degradation and pleasure of pain. “I think you have a lot to show me, Holly.” He mumbled, nipping at the skin on her breast. “What have you been hiding” he teased.

The volume of her voice increased as he intended, moans pitching loud in his ear as he got more rough with her. It seems she likes the pain, the hard thrust of his hips burying his cock deep inside her cunt. He watched as she bounces, rocking up and down in his lap; her perfect perky breast moving with her. He bit his lip, smiling at sight before him and chuckled. “Good girl, ride daddy’s cock” he praised, holding her hips firm as he put more force behind his moments as he praised her. He breathed harsh against her lips, swallowing her moans as he kissed her passionately in return. His finger stroking her as he allowed her to continue her own movements as he paused to tease her clit. “Good girl, come on - baby.” He praised, hearing her whisper and scream as she trembled from her orgasm. He grunted, feeling her walls tighten around his cock and brought him to the edge with her.

He moaned, cock pulsing inside her cunt and spurting his seed into her. Eyes locked onto hers, stroking her cheek and touching her lips as they slowly rocked into each other. His pace, more gentle and lax as they both came down together. He felt the wetness between them, cum dripping from her cunt and his cock glistening with her fluids.

“You belong to me, and only me” he whispered possessively as he held her face in his palm, bringing her lips to his own and kissed her. “I’ve marked you now.”

“Sweet? That’s new, I thought it sounded filthy,” She teased with a soft chuckle. The way the word was used was already dirty, but having it said to her uncle made it filthier, at least that’s what she thought. Not that she’d reject to sound sweet for him. “Something tells me that we’ll have plenty of time to show each other what we like,” There was so much to discover about him in this way. Holly knew Cyril well, they’ve always been close, but this was a whole new level to their relationship and intimacy. She wanted to know him better, better than anyone, to know how to please him and make him feel happy and satisfied. Whatever he expected from a lover, he’d have it from her. “Anything,” She repeated, showing just how serious she was about that. “I like it rough too. I don’t mind being called names or being played with or begging. I like that,” She was all in for this, he didn’t have to warn her, but she understood it was his way of still taking care of her. “I don’t think it’s possible to be bored of you,” Her plump lips curled up, looking down at the older male with his lips wrapped around her nipple while he squeezed the other in his hand, making her moan. “Fuck!” The blonde breathed out, sinking her nails in his skin again as Cyril began to fuck her harder, making her body and breasts bounce. Tilting her head slightly to the back with her eyes closed, Holly started to moan louder at each harder and faster thrust of his. As her uncle started to rub his thumb against her clit, the niece started to scream as he demanded. “Y-yes,” The blonde looked down again at him with a grin, feeling his hand tangling on her blonde locks, kissing him hard and nipping his lower lip. “Yes, daddy,” She replied before going back to rocking her hips, riding his cock quickly and hard. She was already so close to cumming after he helped her build up her pleasure so well, that it didn’t take long. “I’m cumming...” She whispered, screaming again as she moved on his cock, feeling her legs tremble as she came.

[ofinfinitedreams]

Willow was a young woman on a mission, she wanted to bring this man, her teacher, the one she calls 'sir' to his knees and make such an impressions on him, one he'd never forget. After tonight perhaps it wouldn't be just for a grade either, because in doing this in the middle of fucking her teacher with abandon, she wanted more than just this one night.

Mr Grant was looking ruggedly handsome in his lust-filled state which sent a wave straight to her core. “Mmm,” she mewled as his talented mouth sucked on her delicate nipples, she was always a goner were they were played with. A soft hiss fell as she felt him bite down on her perky breasts. Her teeth sunk into her lower lip at the sensations he stirred, as she gyrated her hips against him causing the most delicious friction she'd ever imagined "Oh, sir," she cooed in unadulterated bliss. Such thrill coursing through her body as he marked her. A quiet "yours', breathlessly expelled from her lips as her eyelids fluttered very much enjoying the feel.

Willow could only nod at his encouragement, unable to articulate the words she wanted to say. His good girl made her body yearn with desire as she rolled her hips frantically, she was close. It wouldn't be long before her climax hit she knew. With hooded eyes as she studied his features, before lowering her gaze to their coupling. Watching him disappear inside her warmth as her walls clenched around him. She sighed heavenly "O-of course, sir," she purred with delight. "Look at what you've done to me," she mewled with a wicked smile forming as he said he would think of her. That's exactly what she wanted to happen. For her to be the only one he thinks about from now on.

Her lips parted as he smacked her cheeks again. Who knew he'd have a thing for her ass. Her breathing became erratic as she rode him like there was no tomorrow. They could both sense her imminent orgasm as her muscles clenched. It was like an explosion as her body shook and fluids escaped her body. She came hard with a cry and flashes of white light before her very eyes, crying out his name like a mantra as her body convulsed.

Willow couldn’t believe how incredible their tutor sex session had been. It was insanely hot and sexy as hell. The intensity and orgasmic waves she multiply had were extraordinary. The dark haired's appetite had never waned for him. She screamed his name with gusto as he released his cum inside her sex. His strong hands that grips her hips helping her grind down upon his cock. “Fuck,” she cried out blissfully, her hands reached to grasp his head, she leaned forward and captured his lips in a hungry kiss, swallowing his moan as her walls clenched and milked every last drop of his seed deep inside her glistening cunt. "Yes, yes, yes," she whimpered as pleasure wreaked havoc upon her body. It was divine.

That look on her face; was full of mischief with the thought that her utterance of the title working its magic on the man she sat on. It made him desire her; more and more convinced that he would not forget her. That shameless act of taking joy in her scandalous act; all for a grade.

She continued to use that title; claiming it for him to commit to memory and hear nothing else when it was spoken from those sweet lips. Her cunt, swallowed him whole and those whimpers fell from her mouth as her pleasure rose and her skin became hot to touch; goosebumps growing on her skin as he stroked her legs. His mouth was preoccupied with her breasts as he suckled at them before biting at those mounds with a satisfied groan as he marked her up. While it may be her only night with him he would not allow her to forget him either. Tomorrow she would see those red marks purple and think of him.

A breath left him; momentarily taken out of breath at her frantic pace and watched her with his mouth agape. She was sweet; her features were soft but were contorted in pleasure. She was someone he would least suspect to involve herself in a filthy act, and yet - here she was with her back arched, cunt wet and taking her professor for a gallop. She was simply incredible. “hm, that you are, such a good girl riding my cock. You take me well, don’t you - so tight for me” he smiled, looking down at their hips. His cock glistened with her wetness spreading over him with ease. There was hardly a need for him to have prepared her; she wilfully took him and engulfed him without preamble. “Won’t you think of me after?” he rambled, putting the thought in her mind. “Think of me when you touch yourself? I would think of you when I hold my cock in hand”

He smacked her rear; firmly with a harder slap as he felt it warm with the sting that she would be left feeling when she left his classroom. “That’s right, only I can” he nodded; licking his lips as he wet his drying lips. Every pant left him; exerting his energy as he gave her his energy. He clenched his jaw; his neck strained and his veins popped as he grunted and bucked his hips with the motion of her hips frantically swivelling and forcing him to refocus; holding firm to her body and allowing her to cum before him her walls shuddering and squeezing him. His balls ached to empty inside her.

Eyes stared into her; hearing her request and smiled wickedly at her whimpers as he manoeuvred his hands under her thighs; rose her slightly above him and began his own frantic pace as he thrust his hips up into her and hit that sweet spot inside her precision. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum! - make you full ” he moaned, pounding her with his cock and finally came inside her. He held her down, using his grip to guide her hips to grind into him and felt her begin to overflow with his seed.