I started to write again, and I've been excited about this world I built. Just forewarning, it's pretty spicy as the story builds. If you're into sexual exploration from the lens of a freshman in college as he navigates his first time away from home then this is for you.
I'm trying to build engagement, so I'm open to chatting and discussing the characters. I've also started a telegram page where the full stories will be posted and character artwork.
ACT I: Shaky Introductions is released on the telegram. Telegram group (Click)
ACTII: Unexpected Encounters will be this later this week.
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[snip] - Act II
“Are you going to give that pussy to Daddy?” I didn’t speak. I was lost in that sentence. I knew what it meant. There was no turning back if I said yes. I wanted it, and he knew it, but why did I want him to work harder for it? Why am I still toying with him? I couldn’t think straight with him grinding on me and being in my ear. I felt like a toy malfunctioning.
He adjusted himself below, and now the tip of his dick rested across my crack. It slid up and down, and occasionally his tip paused at my entrance. I couldn’t move. One wrong move and it was coming inside. He kept me in his hold with his lips to my ear to ask again…
“Are you going to give that pussy to Daddy? he stared at me firmly. He wanted me badly. I could feel him throbbing at my door. He told me it’s been a long time since he’s been this excited. He wanted my permission to take what he felt was his and it was my duty to enjoy it as my punishment for toying with him for so long. I was in a trance. Why did I ask to see his other side? He was intoxicating. I found myself deepening my arch the more he kissed my neck. My body wanted this and my mind was still weighing the situation.
“You need this dick. You seem so uptight, so let Daddy help you relax. Can’t control everything baby-boy” Was he reading my mind? My eyes opened when he leaned into my ear
“Tell me it’s mine and I can do whatever I want with it” Daddy cautioned. That time, I felt him adjust more, and the tip of his dick was perfectly pressed on the door that he patiently wet and opened. I could feel the pressure of the entry. I was relaxed, but it still caused me to tear up because he was thick and I wasn’t mentally ready.
Story Chat group link :
STORIES BY: JAMAIS A LA MAISON
I'm trying to build engagement, so I'm open to chatting and discussing the characters. I've also started a telegram page where the full stories will be posted and character artwork.
ACT I: Shaky Introductions is released on the telegram. Telegram group (Click)
ACTII: Unexpected Encounters will be this later this week.
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[snip] - Act II
“Are you going to give that pussy to Daddy?” I didn’t speak. I was lost in that sentence. I knew what it meant. There was no turning back if I said yes. I wanted it, and he knew it, but why did I want him to work harder for it? Why am I still toying with him? I couldn’t think straight with him grinding on me and being in my ear. I felt like a toy malfunctioning.
He adjusted himself below, and now the tip of his dick rested across my crack. It slid up and down, and occasionally his tip paused at my entrance. I couldn’t move. One wrong move and it was coming inside. He kept me in his hold with his lips to my ear to ask again…
“Are you going to give that pussy to Daddy? he stared at me firmly. He wanted me badly. I could feel him throbbing at my door. He told me it’s been a long time since he’s been this excited. He wanted my permission to take what he felt was his and it was my duty to enjoy it as my punishment for toying with him for so long. I was in a trance. Why did I ask to see his other side? He was intoxicating. I found myself deepening my arch the more he kissed my neck. My body wanted this and my mind was still weighing the situation.
“You need this dick. You seem so uptight, so let Daddy help you relax. Can’t control everything baby-boy” Was he reading my mind? My eyes opened when he leaned into my ear
“Tell me it’s mine and I can do whatever I want with it” Daddy cautioned. That time, I felt him adjust more, and the tip of his dick was perfectly pressed on the door that he patiently wet and opened. I could feel the pressure of the entry. I was relaxed, but it still caused me to tear up because he was thick and I wasn’t mentally ready.
Story Chat group link :
STORIES BY: JAMAIS A LA MAISON
