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"Come on," snatching her arm up, he pulls her down the long hallway, into their bedroom. Her tense body hits the soft bed with a thud.

"Erik—"

"Did I ask you to fuckin' speak?" He snaps at her and she closes her mouth, rolling her eyes at him.

"Get up." She scoots towards the edge of the bed and stands up, smoothing her hands over her exposed thighs.

Stalking the short distance towards, his index finger and thumb capture her jaw, roughly.

"What the fuck did I tell you, 'fore we left this house?" She sucks her teeth. His grip tightens.

"Use your words, brat."

"Don't start a fight with them bitches."

"Mhm. And, what did your bratty ass go and do? Huh?" She rolls her eyes, again.

"I did what I had to do, Erik. I'm just supposed to watch bitches fawn over you, in my fucking face?!" Moving his grip down to her neck, he silences her.

"Ain't nobody worried about them. You're my business, I told you that, already. Stop fucking causing scenes over unnecessary shit."

She tries to pry his hand away from her. "It's not unnecessary—"

"The hell it ain't! This is the second time, I've had to pull you off a bit—"

"Maybe, they should keep their comments to themselves and there wouldn't be a prob—"

"Shut the fuck up!" Her eyes widened for a second, trying to figure out if he really just yelled at her.

"Who the fuck are you talking to, Erik? Cause, I know it ain't me." He gives her a grim smirk and lets her neck go.

"Oh, I'm definitely talking to you. You talk too fuckin' much." He pulls his shirt off and points to the bed.

"Sit." Her attitude still in full effect, she calls him a bitch underneath her breath and sits down.

"Fuck you say?" She gives him the same smirk he gave her, saying absolutely nothing.

"Aight." Yanking her up, he sits on the bed and places her over his knee. Of course, she tries to get up but his grip won't let her.

"Stay fuckin' still." Sliding his big in between them, he unbuttons her shorts and tugs them away from her more than plump ass.

"I don't know how many times... I have to tell you, fuck them bitches." His hand rubs circles over her left cheek.

"Why won't you just listen to me—"

"You don't even listen to me— ow!" His hand collides with her backside, catching them both off guard.

"Dammit, girl!" Continuously smacking her reddening cheeks, the inside of her thighs heat up. A damp spot forms.

Pushing her top half towards the ground more, he props her ass up in the air, giving him a great view of between her legs.

"I knew ya nasty ass was wet," his finger glides over her barely covered folds, "fat ass pussy eatin' the fuck out these panties."

She bites her lip to keep her moans in. Pulling her panties off, he throws them in the same direction as her shorts.

"Erik,” she groans,

"How many times do we gotta do this? Hm?" Palming her wet mound, her breath gets caught in her throat.

"Huh?" Smacking her clit with his fingertips, she jerks. That dirty smirk comes back.

"You ain't gon talk to me, now?" She steadies herself so she won't fall, while he continues to assault her sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Errrik— uh!" His index and middle finger slide into her cove, hitting her sweet spot head on.

"Mhmm.. freaky ass. You like when Daddy tease that pussy?" She grabs his leg, as his fingers slowly dip in and out of her.

"Oh fuuuckk! I h-hate it when you tease me!" Speeding up, her grip tightens and the knot in her stomach intensifies.

Her moans ricochet off the walls, delighting Erik. Her thighs tremble. Her walls swallow his fingers with every thrust, sending her very close to her peak.

"You wanna cum, babygirl?"

"Yessss! Please, baby.... please!" She gushes over his fingers, before he can give her the go ahead.

"Mm." Sticking his fingers in his mouth, he groans at her taste, "I'll let it slide, this time." He smacks her ass.

"On your knees, beautiful." After tossing her, more gently, on the bed, she gets into position. Her arch is super deep.

"Oh word? Someone must be sorry." Two heavy smacks collide with her plump cheeks.

"Mm, fuck me." Pulling off his sweats, his dick stands at attention. She licks her lips at the sight.

"Say it, again."

"Fuck me, Daddy." A hand slides between her legs, playing with her clit. She purrs.

He makes his dick jump. Stalking towards her, He smacks her hand away and slowly sinks into her.

"Ssss, fuck!" He pulls almost all the way out, leaving the tip in.

"What's my name?"

"Daddy," she whispers, reaching out to grab the back of his thigh.

"Louder, brat!" Smacking her hand away again, he pushes the middle of her back down further.

"Daddyyy— oh shhhiit!" Sinking back into her, his pace starts off reckless. Gripping her ponytail, he pulls her head back.

"You love this big dick, don't you?" She moans out, uncontrollably. Her nails dig into the bed.

"Yes! Fuckkk yes, baby!" He drives into her like a madman, causing her ass to slap against his thighs, roughly.

"Say it."

"Unh! I... I love that big dick! I love it!" Her hands fly to his waist, trying to keep a distance between them.

"Better move that fuckin' hand." He pushes it away, continuing to drive into her. Her moans turn into screams.

"Daddy fuckin' you good? Shit." Her walls clench around him.

"Yes!"

"Daddy gotta fuck you like this, for you to hear me?"

"Ah shit! Right there! Right—"

Slowing down his strokes, his hand finds the front of her throat, pulling her back into his scarred chest. Her breathing turns ragged. Her shaky hand falls on top of his, squeezing it.

"Erikkk!" Rocking in and out of her, his eyes flutter shut at how tight and wet she is.

"Fuckkk... pussy so good." She lets out a giggle, listening to him praise her.

"Don't be laughin'. Yo bratty ass still in trouble." His strokes become deeper and sharper, catching her off guard.

"I'm sorry— I'll listennnn, shit!"

"What I say bout them bitches?" She hunches forward, fisting the sheets.

"Oh my God...."

"That ain't what I said." Gripping her ponytail again, he yanks her closer, "what I say?"

"Ooou–fuck themmm!"

"Got damn... say my name."

"Daddy! Fuck! Fuck!"

"They out here gettin' this dick? Huh?"

"No! Ouch!" Another smack to her cheek turns it bright red.

"Who's Daddy babygirl?"

"Me! I'm so close!"

"Mhm, I feel that gushy shit." He lets out a grunt.

"Who got that pussy wet?" He tightens his grip on her, speeding back up.

"You! I'm gonna cum!" Her body goes rigid underneath his, crashing towards her peak.

"Cum for Daddy, babygirl."

Her mouth falls open, letting every profanity loose. Her nails dig into his skin.

"Ughhh," cumming right behind her, his body slouches on hers, causing them to fall forward.

"I love yo bratty ass." He presses rough kisses to the side of her face.

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Welp...

Marguerite Webber (Carmelo's Ex-Wife) has entered the chat . . . 🥴

She was his high school sweetheart and they have 2 daughters together; Genesis (child) and Eden (toddler). They divorced due to her stepping out on him and having a child with someone else during their marriage. GIRL, A WHOLE ASS MESS. Although Melo initiated the divorce, She didn't expect him to move on. She thought somehow they would manage to come back together but Monet became that listening ear...and BOOM! here we are today.

She's been on a few "dates" with other men (him and him) but of course her heart is still heavy for Melo (but you ain't heard that from me). 🙃

Fun fact: She's an Evil Vampire in game. Monet is actually a Vamp too (so is her older brother which is Melo's good friend from high school). Both ladies were random townie make overs and I didn't notice they were occults until I was damn near done making them over BOTH times (the stand still in cas mod got my ass lmao). So I just rolled with. Apparently Mel's gotta thing for the Vamps honey *shrugs*

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Freak Zone: Play Time

Erik Steel x Sugar Kitty x Baby Ashley

Warnings: Smut, Daddy Kink, Voyeurism, GXG, Threesome

Killa Productions

“What’s your name? Or what do you prefer to be called?”

“Just call me Kittie.”

“And you?”

“I’m Ashley.”

“Who would like to go first?”

Kittie raised her hand, waving it enthusiastically like a know-it-all in class. They both share a look before having another giggle fit. That’s all they’ve been doing since arriving on set for day one, smiling and giggling excitedly. Kittie sat up straighter on the studio chair, and cupped her cleavage in her pink bralette, juggling her perky titties for the camera. Kittie crossed one thick thigh over the other, a clear view up her pleated plaid skirt. She wore the cutest pair of kitten ears and her big brown feline eyes were captivating. She was such a baby doll.

“Hello, I go by Sugar Kittie but you can just call me Kittie. I’m a Pisces. Virginia born and raised. I’m 25 yrs old. I’m your favorite lewd cosplayer, twitch affiliate, and anime lover. I like long walks on the beach, strawberry pop tarts, and fucking obviously.”

“Nice to meet you, Kittie. Have you ever worked with Erik Steel before?”

“I have, yes. But it was in passing at an event. He’s always shown me support though. I’m just happy to be here. I’m glad to be a part of the team. I’ve heard so many good things.”

“What’s your favorite asset?”

“My ass,” Kittie smiled, “I love my ass so much.”

“Mind showing us this ass?”

Kittie looked into the camera focused on her and stood up in her clear, platform, 7-inch stilettos. She grabbed the arms of the studio chair and arched her back, the tiny skirt revealing her entire ass swallowing the white g-string. Ashley gawked at her before reaching out to grip one cheek and squeezeing the meaty flesh. Kittie swayed her hips and started creating a round of applause making her ass clap. The camera panned up at her and she looked back over her shoulder, twerking with her hand on her pussy.

“Yessssss,” Ashley hyped up, smacking Kittie’s ass again. She couldn’t help herself. It was so fucking phat and bouncy. The playboy bunny tattoo on her right cheek stood out against her caramel skin.

Kittie stood tall and took her seat, giggling and smiling while adjusting her hair that she wore half up, half down in two ponytails and a fringed bang.

“That’s a lot of ass, Kittie. Erik loves ass. I’m sure he can’t wait to have you.”

Kittie laughs, “Thank you. But you know who has more ass than me,” Kittie pointed to Ashley, “She got the ass AND the titties!”

Ashley blushed and batted her lashes. She smiled showing off her braces while her hands smoothed down her hefty breasts, lifting the tiny T-shirt to reveal a pink polka dotted bra that barely fit her phat titties.

“Mmm, see,” Kittie fondled Ashley’s left breast, “So juicy!”

“Yeah, they’re definitely a handful. Is that your favorite asset, Ashley?”

“That’s not a fair question.” Ashley replied with a teasing smile.

“Okay. How about this…what do men love the most on your body?”

“Pussy!”

Ashley and Kittie spoke in unison.

“Okay, besides pussy, I’d say most of the men I’ve fucked showed my titties and ass the same amount of attention.”

“That’s a fair answer. I mean, both of you ladies are gorgeous. Every bit of you is perfect in my eyes. And obviously, Erik’s. Ashley, tell us a little about yourself.”

“I’m your favorite Texas sweetheart, adorable and slutty. I go by Lil Baby Ashley or Baby Ashley. You can call me whatever name you want honestly…Little Slut…Princess…Baby Cakes…Me and Kittie are basically the same as far as interest but I hate pop tarts. I love dancing, it makes me feel alive.”

“And, have you ever met Erik? I’m sure you’ve seen his work.”

“Can I reveal something?” Ashley raised her hand timidly, “I’ve actually never seen Erik Steel in action until today—I know! I know! It’s wild, but I saw a video of his with Queen Adora? The fetish content creator. They did a kinky skit together and it was…so sexy.”

“Well, isn’t it your lucky day? You get to experience what it’s like to get fucked by Erik Steel.”

“I have chills that’s how excited I am,” Kittie said, “I’ve seen almost all of his videos and movies. I just can’t wait to have some of that dick myself.”

“I’m obsessed now,” Ashley chimed in, “And I don’t know what it is about his presence but…you don’t really get that type of energy anymore with porn. He has this old school flare about him that makes it more stimulating. He’s a natural story teller and he has a way with his words that just…draws you in.”

“He has this thing with his eyes too. Like, he’s hypnotic. And I love that he puts you on! He’s so supportive of us black women in this business.” Kittie added.

“We just can’t wait to get started!” Ashley concluded.

Play Time

Kittie excited the elevator onto the fifth floor of a luxury apartment building wearing an oversized flannel, loose-fitted distressed jeans and white sneakers. Her square-framed glasses hung off of the bridge of her nose as she lugged a heavy suitcase filled with her last bit of items. Kittie moved into the apartment with her friend and classmate, Ashley. Ashley and Kittie attend the same college and they are both studying computer science.

Kittie wasn't paying attention when she almost collided with her neighbor, Erik, while he was in workout gear, heading to the apartment gym. Kittie jumped back and dropped her bag.

"I'm so sorry!" She apologized.

"It's okay," Erik grabbed her bag from the floor, sitting it upright, "No worries."

Kittie still hadn't recovered from last night. Seeing him again sparked new feelings. Feelings that she couldn't control now thanks to him.

"Thank you."

She couldn't look him directly in the eye.

"No problem, love. You have a good day, Miss Kittie."

Erik smiled at her and walked away, leaving her breathless. Kittie gathered herslef and continued on her way. When she got to her apartment, She was about to open the door with her keys until Ashley opened the apartment door for her.

"Hey sis! I saw you coming on the camera."

She stood back, Kittie’s eyes scanning Ashley up and down, admiring the oversized sailor moon hoodie she wore like a dress. Ashley shut the door behind Kittie.

"You okay?" Ashley asked.

What Ashley doesn’t know is that Kittie was having a late-night gym session in the apartment complex the other evening and she caught a glimpse of Mr. Erik walking out of the sauna naked. He was dripping with sweat and his skin looked smooth and soft. Kittie was too busy staring that she hadn’t realized he noticed her looking...

“Woah—I didn’t know anybody would be here this late.”

He quickly covers his front with a bunched up towel.

“I’m Kittie.” She spoke weakly and in sort of a daze.

Erik quirked a brow and walked up to Kittie, holding out his much larger hand, “Erik. I haven’t seen you around here before. Did you just move in?”

Kittie focused her eyes on his face, taking in his brown eyes that reminded her of cognac and his plump lips were moist and soft-looking. Her eyes roamed his hair and she loved the way his locs sat over his forehead.

“Did you hear me?”

Kittie blinked to focus, “I–I’m sorry…what did you say?”

Slowly, a half-dimpled smirk teased her eyes and with his slightly partied lips she could see a glint of gold slugs.

“Did you just move in?” He repeats, but slower this time around.

“Yes. Me and a friend from college.”

He smelled rugged, woodsy, and strong. She was falling apart.

Erik tears his eyes away from Kittie to look down at his current appearance. He’s basically naked in front of her and he just met her.

“I think I better get going,” Erik starts backing away, “It was nice meeting you, Kittie, I’ll see you around sometime.”

Erik quickly turned once he entered the mens locker room to get dressed. With him gone, Kittie exhaled, pressing a hand over her heart. It didn’t make sense how fine that man was. She couldn’t wait to tell Ashley.

The entire apartment was decorated to fit Ashley and Kittie’s interests. Lots of pink & lots of cutesy decor.

“The neighbor that lives across the hall. He’s so fucking sexy, Ash,” kitty flops down on their white sofa, “I think I’ve seen him around Campus before. Isn’t he that Physics professor?”

Ashley climbed onto the sofa next to Kittie.

“You know I wouldn’t know anything about that. I wonder if we can find a faculty photo of him.” Ashley suggested.

“Good idea,” Kittie retrieved her lap top from her bag, “Let’s see if we can find him.”

“So,” Ashley twirled one of the drawstrings on her hoodie, “You said he was…naked?”

“Yes. Body glistening, dick nice and hard…”

“Wish I could have seen that,” Ashley said.

“It took all of my strength not to get down on my knees and worship that dick with my mouth.”

“I bet…do you think he’s single?” Ashley questioned.

“Found him!”

Ashley scooted closer to Kittie to see for herself. She recognized him. He wore glasses in the picture with his locs braided back. He teaches physics and intro to engineering. He has a doctorate in engineering. Ashley couldn’t agree more with Kittie. Erik is damn fine. She wanted to sink her claws into that. Ashley glanced at Kittie and smiled with a mouthful of braces, but the wheels in her head were turning. How was she going to get a piece of the professor without Kittie knowing about it?

“He’s fucking hot.” Ashley said.

“I knowww, and I want him!” Kittie replied with a whiny voice.

“Lucky you got to see him naked.”

Kittie shut her laptop.

“I think he lives right across the hall from us.” Kittie mentioned.

Ashley perked up. Right across the hall? She’d definitely have a shot at running into him.

“Anyways, let me finish unpacking. I have a paper to finish.”

Kittie stood up from the couch and grabbed her things, heading to her room. Ashley had some things to do herself. Studying was one of them. But what she’d rather be studying is Erik’s dick.

“Same! Pizza for dinner?” Ashley asked.

“Sure! We can order in.” Kittie responded.

“This was my sixth F grade of the night, damn.”

Professor Erik Steel put a big fat F on another physics exercise and tossed the paper on top of a growing messy pile at his desk. He rubbed his temples with his fingers before removing his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. His eyelids drooped, heavy with weariness.

Erik has been overworked and over stressed since the start of the new semester. It’s as if his students came back from winter break with no brain. Sure, physics can be understandably challenging, but Erik took the necessary steps to make sure they understood the material. Practice exercises were given in abundance. His office hours were open before and after class. He took his time to explain equations and everything at its most fundamental level. He broke it down like a high school teacher time and time again and still, they just can’t grasp it.

Before he could power off his laptop and call it a night, Erik heard a knock on his apartment door. Puzzled, Erik checked his rolex for the time. It was after 9 PM. No one he could think of off the top of his head would be knocking on his door at this time of evening unannounced. Erik placed his glasses over his eyes and stood up from his desk. He walked out into the living room and stood before his door.

Erik peered through his peephole and noticed a young woman with a tray of brownies. Erik furrowed his brows and slowly began unlocking his door. He opened it slightly, his face appearing between the crack of the door. She was wearing a baby pink slip dress with a matching robe. A Hello Kitty headband had her long, curly brown extensions pushed back from her forehead. She had an adorable round face and big brown eyes with long lashes.

She smiled at Erik with a mouth full of hardware and waved at him excitedly. Erik finally opened the door fully, and when he stood within his doorway, she was at least 5’0. Fun sized just like the girl he’d ran into the other evening at the gym. He wondered how she was doing.

“Hello.” Erik greeted the girl.

“Hi! I’m Ashley, your new neighbor,” she held out her hand with nails painted white, “Nice to meet you finally! I live across the hall.”

Erik’s eyes followed her finger to the door directly across from him.

“I’m Erik. You wouldn’t happen to be Kittie’s neighbor, are you?” Erik questioned.

Ashley smirked, showing off her dimples.

“I am! We’re friends from school. I made some brownies and…well…we won’t eat them all so I figured you might like some.”

She held up a round pink and white striped platter filled with brownies and wrapped in saran wrap. Erik noticed little colorful sprinkles on them and smirked.

“Cosmic brownies from scratch?”

Ashley giggles, “Yes. They used to be my favorite growing up.”

Erik accepted the brownies and he could smell the chocolatey goodness. The platter was still warm too. He had a weakness for fresh baked goods. Ashley bat her lashes at him. She was gorgeous. Definitely more sex appeal than Kittie. He expected her to turn and leave but she remained standing there, staring at him longingly.

“You should try one. I made it with love.”

Erik unraveled the Saran Wrap and snatched a soft brownie off the top. His mouth began to water the more he brought that brownie to his lips. He could see little melted chocolate chips. Erik opened his mouth and his teeth sank into the brownie. Instantly, he was rewarded with the richest, sweetest dessert.

“Mmmmm,” Erik shut his eyes as he chewed, “This is amazing.”

Ashley watched him finish the brownie. Hers memorized the way his lips moved, the shape of his tongue, and his teeth. She could have sworn that she saw a hint of gold in his mouth…

“Thank you. I plan to eat all of these.” Erik said.

“You’re welcome.”

Ashley smiled at Erik and still, she just stood there, her eyes moving up and down his body.

“Is there something else you wanted to say?” Erik asked with a single elevated brow.

“Uhm…I just wanted to say that if you need anything…more brownies…sugar…just knock on our door. We don’t bite.”

Her voice was as sweet as those brownies.

“I’ll keep that in mind, good night, Ashley. And tell Kittie I said hello.”

Ashley beamed, “Will do! Good night, Erik.”

Ashley gave him a final wave before walking away with a purposeful switch in her hips. She definitely had a lot of ass. Erik tilted his head to look at that beautiful backside before she disappeared behind her door.

He made his way back inside and shut and locked his door. Erik pressed his back against it and his eyes descended to his crotch. His dick was rock hard and displaying a hefty print. He wondered if Ashley noticed. Erik shook his head and made his way back to his office. Once there, he picked up his empty wine glass to refill it. A soft bing sounded from his laptop and Erik went to check it. It was an email.

He opened the attachment and read the words in pink letters.

Open if you dare.

Opening that email seemed to cause a disruption on his computer. The screen began to glitch out of control like those old antenna televisions. Erik sat down at his desk, leaning in and pressing various keys. He was ready to panic until he pressed the enter key and what emerged before his eyes peeked his interest so fast he’d forgotten about the hack.

The three pink dots blinked one by one. Erik recognized that face straight away. It was Kittie. He stared at his screen open-mouthed. The sight of her dressed like such a slut was nothing compared to how she looked when they ran into each other in the gym. So, her and Ashley are pretty much the same in terms of pretty little sluts go. She was just as built. Two for the price of one.

Erik entered, his anticipation getting the best of him. A screen popped up with Kittie’s face and her holding a pink stuffed animal.

She looked delicious. Words started going across the screen and Erik’s cognac eyes moved back and forth, reading the text.

I’m Kittie. And I’m looking for a daddy to fuck me like I deserve. In order to get your reward in the end, you have to prove to me that you deserve to slut me out. I’m going to give you three challenges to complete. The further you go, the harder they become. Are you ready to begin your first challenge, professor?

Erik took a second to think. If he completed these challenges, he would get a chance to fuck his cute neighbor. Kittie has been on his mind all night. He found himself fisting his dick beneath the shower in the men’s locker room last night. She looked so innocent with her glasses and her nervous expression. He couldn’t help that his dick is thick and long. She was staring at his stick like she never saw a dick in her life. Now, he knew that she’s a freaky bitch. He wanted her ass even more.

Erik accepted the first challenge and a tiny white envelope popped up on his screen.

Open to see your first challenge:

Erik clicked on the envelope and he was sent another photo of Kittie that had him groaning into his closed fist. His dick was pressing against the seam of his slacks.

This is me right now. All alone. In need of a daddy. I haven’t had dick in so long. Tell me, what would you do to me if you were here right now?

So, she wanted him to play into a fantasy. This was a piece of cake. Erik decided to get himself more comfortable before starting. He removed his white dress shirt, tie, and black slacks. Sitting in just his grey briefs and black dress socks, Erik cracked his knuckles and started typing.

As soon as I open that door, I would take in the sight of you first. My eyes would roam up and down your frame, drinking you in and biting my lip. I’d tell you how sexy you look for daddy and ask you if this is all for me.

Erik waited with a racing heart. Her reply popped up within a minute.

Yes, daddy, it’s all for you. I picked it out just for you. I’m so happy that you love it. Let me turn around so you can see how it looks from the back…

She sent another attachment and Erik wasted no time opening it.

“Fuckkkkk.”

She sent him a video this time and that ass looked as soft as dough and it moved like jello. Erik was speechless and rock hard. He grabbed his dick through his briefs and squeezed the heft of it. His balls were already full of cum. He wanted to beat his stick so bad.

Damn, baby girl, it looks even better from the back. Mmmm…this all for me? You’re so sweet…I can’t wait to undress you. Take my time and remove every piece before putting my whole face in it.

Why wait? Take it all off of me now…I can’t wait anymore, daddy. My pussy is so wet…please hurry…

Stay just like that…good girl…mmm, look at that pretty pussy…can daddy keep these little panties? I can’t wait to bury my face in them.

Yes, I want you to keep them so you can think about me. The more you use them, the better you’ll fuck me. My sweet scent will keep that dick nice and hard for me when you get home. You’ll fuck me better…

Erik smirked. Biting his bottom lip, he typed a response.

And daddy won’t stroke his dick because I want you to get the biggest cum load in your mouth when I get home. Every single day I expect you to be ready and on your knees, that mouth open and that tongue out. If I sniff your panties all fucking day…you’ll get rewarded with eight hours of nut. I expect you to swallow it all.

I’ll swallow it, but I hope you’ll cover me all over with that tasty nut. And what if I want it in my pussy? Don’t I deserve it in my pretty little pussy, daddy? I’ve been such a good girl for you. Haven’t touched my kitty all day. No matter how wet I was…

Can I see that dick?

Erik stood up at his desk and slipped his briefs down. He took his seat again and in one hand he gripped his girth firm at the base, swinging it up and down. One look at his fat dick and it was leaking pre-cum.

Daddy is so hard, baby girl. It’s throbbing out of control. Seeing you like this with that wet pussy out got me ready to explode. I should punish you for making daddy stay hard like this all day. I was trapped in my office all day with a hard dick, baby. Fuck…

Beat that dick for me, but don’t cum.

With a twist of his wrist, Erik strokes his dick. Up and down, he slowly pumped his dick into his fist. As his fist went back up, he twisted his hand over his tip. Erik’s eyes became slits and his head went back. Bringing his head forward again, glasses fogging up because of his deep breaths, he watched his movements. His toned hips are in sync with his hand.

Just like that. Think about how my pussy will feel on that tongue.

Erik groaned. That pussy print was fat in her panties. He loved fat pussy. More for him to put in his mouth. He could feel that tingling in his balls. He could feel the veins in his throbbing dick against the palm of his hand. It was warning him that it was time to bust a load.

STOP.

Erik let go of his dick, but it was still pointed to the ceiling like a traffic cone.

I can see you, professor.

Erik’s eyes focused on the tiny camera. How was she able to do this? It doesn’t matter. He wanted her. NEEDED HER.

You did good, professor. You can’t finish, but it’s okay. The reward will be amazing. Until tomorrow. Xoxo

Kittie.

Erik heard a soft knock on his door. He stood up and quickly slipped on his briefs, grunting from how his dick felt straining against the fabric. As he walked, his dick poked out of the opening in the crotch area. He shook his head before opening his door, he looked around and his eyes went down to find a small pink box wrapped in a white satin ribbon.

Erik grabbed the box quickly and after shutting his door he opened it where he stood. The ribbon slipped from his fingers and fell onto his dick. He was that stiff. He opened the box and his jaw tightened. Gently, his thick fingers grasped the edge of a pair of pink and white lace panties with little white bows on them. The same panties Kittie had on in that picture.

The box dropped to the floor—forgotten. Erik pressed his sturdy back against the door and brought her panties to his face. He inhaled, his eyes rolling shut. She smelled amazing. His dick bobbed up and down. It was a shame he couldn’t cum. He would play along for now, but as soon as he got his hands on her…

Game over.

Earlier:

Ashley accepted the box of pepperoni, stuff-crust pizza and tipped the delivery guy. Shutting the door, Ashley walked with her feet cozy in a pair of pink bunny slippers towards the dining room. There, Kittie was sitting in a pair of pink shorts with a white baby tee. Ashley sat the box down in the center of the table and Kittie slid her a paper plate with a floral pattern on it. They girls tucked into their food with smiles and happy bellies.

“I was thinking about baking brownies later. Do you think Erik would want some?”

Kittie’s brown feline eyes looked up at Ashley from her plate. She gave her a skeptical look and Ashley simply looked at her with a blink of her eyes.

“Your special brownies, Ash?” Kittie asked.

“Mhm.”

“Ash…I know exactly what you’re trying to do. I’m not stupid.”

Ashley rolled her eyes.

“Okay, FINE. I want to see what’s good with Erik too.”

Kittie laughed.

“I should have known! You just can’t help yourself, can you?”

Kittie gave Ashley a teasing look.

“You shouldn’t have told me! Ugh!”

“Well, I saw him first,” Kittie said with a mischievous grin, “I bet you he’s thinking about me right now.”

“I can change that,” Ashley smiles, “When I go over to give him my brownies, he’ll want me.”

“So, you want to compete with me?” Kittie asked.

“No need, I’ll win!” Ashley spoke with confidence.

“How about we put our tech skills to the test. We each devise a game for the professor to play and whoever fails, gets to fuck him.”

“Hmm,” Ashley looked heavenward, “So, if I win, I get to have that dick all to myself?”

“Yes,” Kittie grabbed another slice of pizza, “I can make use of that personal project I’ve been working on that I told you about. It would be perfect.”

“Deal. May the best win.”

________

Professor Erik Steel erased his white board filled with acceleration formulas. All of his students were gone and before class they had a lengthy, important conversation about passing his class. Future mathematicians, engineers, and architects were amongst him. They had to do better. Erik grabbed his navy blue blazer that matched his navy blue slacks from the back of his chair. Briefcase in hand, He turned off the lights in his classroom and shut the door.

His office was down the hall. It was a small space but it did give him some privacy. He said hello to other professors as he walked, and the closer he got, the more he noticed that his office door had been opened. Erik took long strides towards the door and pushed it open with his hand. There was no one there, but his desktop computer was booted up. Erik shut his office door and walked around the desk.

His eyes noticed the same glitch that happened to his laptop the other night. He quickly closed the blinds to his office door and walked back over to his desk. Taking a seat, Erik adjusted his tie and swallowed spit. This must be challenge number two. How risky to challenge him while he’s at work. He had another class within an hour.

Erik pressed enter and the picture this time before his eyes shocked him. He wasn’t expecting this turn of events.

Erik didn’t hesitate. So, Ashley wanted to play too? Erik clicked on the little white envelope and his eyes bore into his screen.

Damn. Damn. Damn. He loved the little dress covered in strawberries. And her hair? She switched it up.

You can call me Baby Ashley. I’m a slut for you, professor. Do you like my little outfit? I wore it to school today. You’ve been on my mind ever since I gave you those brownies. I have a little game for us to play today. Are you ready?!

Erik pressed enter at the same time a knock came to his office door.

Let me in.

Erik cleared his throat before sitting up in his chair.

“It’s open.” He said.

The door handle turned and it opened to reveal Ashley. She had books in her hand and a bright smile on her face.

“Hi, professor.”

“Ashley,” Erik dipped his head in greeting, “what can I do for you, baby girl?”

Ashley walked over to him with a teasing lick of her lips. The camera crew behind her had a view of hee ass peeking out from beneath her little dress. She sat at the edge of his desk, sitting her books down behind her. She leaned into Erik and grabbed him by the tie. He bit down on his lip and stared her directly in the eyes.

“I have a little gift for you,” Ashley picked up a pink box with a white satin ribbon from on top of her books, “this is for you, professor.”

She handed Erik the box and stood up, walking around to the front of his desk. Erik opened the box to find a little remote. His eyes connected with Ashley.

“That remote will control the vibrator in my panties. If you can make me cum in three minutes, I’ll let you fuck me…right here in your office, professor.”

“Just like that, huh?” Erik twirled the controller in his hand, “Aight…”

Erik stood up and walked over to Ashley. She froze when his body pressed against hers. The height difference between them turned her on something vicious. His eyes looked from her, down to the vibrator in his hand. He pressed the button and a low rumble could be heard between them. Ashley swayed where she stood. Her mouth opened and her eyebrows creased.

She grabbed onto Erik for balance. Erik watched her with a penetrating gaze. She gasped when he increased the speed of the vibrations. Her legs began to shake out of control and she moaned loudly. Anybody could hear her. Anybody could walk up to that door and hear her cries of ecstasy.

“Shhh, you can’t make too much noise, baby,” Erik whispered to her, “I know that pussy feels good, but you have to be a good girl and stay as silent as you can. You don’t want daddy to get in trouble, do you?”

“Unh….” Ashley dragged her nails down Erik’s chest, “No, daddy.”

“If you continue to be a good girl, then we can have fun like this in my office anytime,” Erik grabbed a fist full of her hair to force her to look up at him, “Can you do that for me, baby?”

“Yes, professor,” Ashley looked at his lips.

“Baby Ashley…you ain’t never see how I get down, huh? It’s okay if you’re late to the party…you won’t be disappointed.”

A minute had gone by. Erik increased the speed again and Ashley buried her face against his chest. Her slit was being tortured by that vibrator. She could feel herself creaming into her panties.

“You’re such a slut, Ashley. How do you think Kittie would feel if she found out her roommate wanted this dick too?”

Ashley nibbled on her lip. She couldn’t open her mouth to speak. Two minutes had gone by and it was all or nothing. Erik changed things up and wrapped his hand around her neck. She gasped, her glossy eyes staring up at him.

“You better cum, Ashley, if you want this dick, you better cum. The only loser here is you. Because guess what? You won’t get to have this dick. You won’t get to suck it…to fuck–it.”

Oooo, shit,” her legs shook, “I’m gonna cu—”

Ashley writhed against him.

“That’s it, cum for daddy…cum for daddy, bitch.”

Erik turned off that vibrator and picked Ashley up. He put her on her back on a sofa in his office and reached beneath her dress to take off her panties. The camera focused on Ashley’s face and she looked directly into the screen, licking her lips. His mouth was on her neck and his fingers ripped her panties from her body.

The pieces of fabric fell to the floor. Erik gripped her by the jaw, causing her head to lift from the couch. His teeth latched onto her jaw and he nibbled on her flesh.

“Professor,” Ashley tried to get his attention, “you didn’t make me cum in three minutes…”

Erik looked at her like she was out of her mind.

“Fuck you mean?” He questioned.

Ashley sat up, afraid to look him in the eye. Instead, her eyes dropped down to his crotch.

“My phone had gone off. You went three seconds over…”

Erik glared at her. It did nothing but turn Ashley on. He cocked his head to the side before leaning over Ashley on the couch. His eyes bore into hers intently.

“You come into my office, and play games with me. Nah…”

His voice was deep and menacing.

“I think you owe me, baby girl. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Ashley was startled when she felt Erik’s thick fingers push past her opening. He stroked her spot with the pads of his fingers with one hand while his other hand unfastened his pants. Ashley whimpered deep in her throat the more Erik’s fingers slid in and out of her pussy.

“Open your legs, I wanna see that pretty pussy.”

She spread as wide as she could. Erik was blessed with a smooth pussy covered in a creamy mess.

“Imagine how good my dick would have felt deep in this puss, baby.”

His dick was finally freed from its restrictions and Ashley’s mouth went agape. She was damn near cross-eyed looking at it.

“This the dick you ain’t getting since you wanna worry about three fucking seconds. Now, you get to watch daddy bust a fat nut all over you. Too bad…”

His thumb was on her clit now, flicking it up and down. Her thighs shook out of control and Erik chuckled darkly at that.

“Just think, if it was my dick instead of my fingers. I’d have you leaking all over my shit in a minute.”

“Mmmm, Erik,” Ashley cried, “Please, that dick is so fucking big, “I want it.”

“I thought this was your game? I thought you were in charge? Hmm, I guess not.”

Erik laughed at her. He tapped her mouth with his dick. Ashley opened her mouth and flicked her tongue on his fat tip.

“Look at that tongue. I love those braces.”

His fingers were deep. Ashley’s legs trembled when she felt herself squirt. Erik slapped her clit, more of her juices staining his shirt.

“You nasty, nasty bitch. Mmm,” Erik licked his fingers, “A tasty bitch too…”

He used the mess on his fingers to continue to pump his dick. Soon, he remembered Kittie’s words. Erik let go of his painfully hard dick and it swayed in Ashley’s face. He growled deep within his chest. He forgot Kittie’s rules. He wasn’t supposed to cum.

“Daddy?” Ashley gripped his dick, “Why did you stop, daddy? I was ready to suck it.”

“Fuck,” Erik watched Ashley stroke him.

She used both of her hands in a grinding motion. His nuts were so tight. Her soft hands felt like butter.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you wanna cum?”

She knew that if he did, Kittie would lose. Something told him to stay strong. To hold that nut in as long as he could for Kittie. Ashley was so hard to resist. She was right there. Pussy out, titties tempting him to pull down the front of her dress and suck. Mouth with lips so juicy the perfect fit for his big dick. Ugh.

“I do, baby, but I can’t. I gotta hold off.”

Ashley looked annoyed.

“You could have all of this to yourself…”

She sat up and Erik fixed himself. He was a mess. How was he going to go to his next class like this? Ashley fixed her dress and fluffed her hair. She giggled at Erik trying to fix his crotch.

“Too bad you lost this round. Maybe the next one you’ll do better.”

Ashley grabbed her things, face still covered in cum. Erik gave her some tissue and she cleaned up as best as she could. She waved goodbye to Erik before leaving him standing there with a hard dick.

Open to see your next challenge…

Erik was still recovering from the earlier events. He’d noticed a difference between Ashley and Kittie’s games. Kittie was better at playing than Ashley. Baby Ashley wanted that dick quick fast. He almost gave in, but the anticipation of following Kittie’s rules had him holding off on yet another orgasm. His nuts were damn near dragging because they were filled with cum. The edging was killing him.

Erik wondered what she had in store next. He was currently fresh out of the shower, a fluffy black towel hanging low from his hips. He opened the next challenge.

Daddy…am I your baby?

Erik typed a reply.

Yes. Always.

When will daddy be home? I’m waiting with my mouth open just like you wanted.

Good girl. I’m home now. I could use that wet mouth. It was so hard for daddy to be good today. I have so much to give you.

Can I come over?

Fuck yes. Bring that ass here baby girl 😩

Erik didn’t bother getting dressed. What was the point? He was about to get his dick sucked all on anyway. He was at his door before Kittie could even knock. He flung the door open and found her wearing something totally different from the picture she sent. She has on a pair of black shorts with a black crop top and a pair of glasses

She walked inside and looked around. Erik watched her take in her surroundings before her eyes fell on him again.

“Had to take a quick shower?” Kittie asked.

“I was getting myself ready for bed before you came over, but since you’re here, why don’t you get down on your knees for me.” Erik commanded.

“Not so fast, daddy,” Kittie put her hands behind her back, “You have to do what I say first before you get to feel my wet, warmth mouth.”

Erik clenched his jaw with impatience but tilted his head in acceptance. He was tired of this goddamn game. He wanted to put it in her stomach.

“I want you to talk to me nasty, Erik. The nastier you talk to me, the sluttier I am for you.”

He narrowed his eyes at Kittie, watching her like a hawk when she started dragging a single finger down his chest, looking him in the eyes with a slow, sensual blink.

Erik took that finger into his grasp, Kittie’s lips parting a fraction. Erik; eyes still on her, put Kittie’s finger in his mouth and started sucking. Her eyelids fluttered at the sensation. He paused his sucking to speak.

“You should have seen your roommate earlier,” Erik looked at her saliva-covered finger, “She was hungry for this dick. What did you tell her, huh? That I had the biggest dick you’d ever seen?”

Kittie drew her lower lip into her mouth. Her chest rose up and down with deep breaths.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“She almost made me cum, baby girl. But I remembered that Miss Kittie told me not to cum…”

Erik licked her finger while his eyes bore into hers so deeply it was as if he could see her soul. Kittie was losing her dominance in this game. That same hand, Erik lowered it to his crotch. He placed Kittie’s open palm on there and her lip quivered.

“Mmm…so big, right? Daddy’s dick is so big, princess?”

“Yes…daddy’s dick…is so…big.” Kittie struggled to say.

“Mhm,” Erik nods his head before leaning into her face. He looked down on her with a tilt of his head, sizing her up with his eyes, “after I ran into you at the gym, I couldn’t help myself…I beat my dick in the shower thinkin’ ‘bout you, girl.”

Kittie’s lips were centimeters away from Erik’s. He had her ass in the most lethal chokehold.

“I would have never guessed that you would be this much of a nasty little slut…”

He brought his lips around to her ear and exhaled a warm, gentle breath that sent shivers down her spine.

“And I plan to give you exactly what you want. This little game of yours is cute…but when I win…I’m gonna fuck you so fuckin’ good you won’t ever play another game wit’ me. When daddy wants that pussy…you give it up…”

Kittie closed her eyes when his tongue slithered up her ear.

“When I want that mouth…you suck this dick with no questions…understand?”

“Yes, daddy,” Kittie replied.

“Good fucking girl…”

She was rubbing her hand up and down his dick through the towel. Kittie moved to her knees and unraveled the towel. His dick sprung free and slapped her in the cheek. She used her mouth to catch it and made sure to look up at him.

Meanwhile, the cameras from the production crew were angled over Erik’s shoulder and from Sugar Kittie’s side. She spit on his dick, one hand jerking it, before her lips found his tip and she went to work. Kittie bobbed her head, guck guck guck so loud and disrespectful. Erik’s face looked angry—brows drawn together, bottom lip between his teeth.

“Dasssit, suck that mothafucka,” Erik grabbed her weave into a ponytail, “I got miss Sugar Kittie’s mouth to play with today.”

She looked up at him with teary eyes and a gag in the back of her throat. Kittie removed her mouth and a stream of spit dripped down her neck. Her in those sexy glasses made the moment even better.

“Good…uh-huh…gooood,” He pushed her head down to where her nose was touching his clipped pubic hair, “unhhhhhhshittt….” Erik bobbed her head over his dick, “stay on that shit, Kittie, before you make me mad.”

“Ack! Shit!” She pushed off of him to catch her breath.

Erik tutted at her like she was a bad child.

“I know where to put you,” he pulled her up by her arm, “back against the wall, Kittie.”

She put her back against the wall next to his apartment door and got down on her knees.

“Good Kittie….”

Erik approached her, swinging his dick from side to side, the cameras getting a good shot. Kitty grabbed his shaft but Erik gripped her wrists and put her arms up against the walls. With both hands in his grasp, he made Kittie open wide and he proceeded to fuck her throat.

“Here, kittie, Kittie…”

Erik withdrew his hips and his dick pressed against her lips.

“And daddy can’t cum, hmm?”

She had tears rolling down her face. He was back down her throat again. The way he looked down at her from above was dangerous. She moved that neck as best as she could in that position. Erik’s mouth opened and his eyes fluttered shut. He grunted when she deep-throated him.

Erik pulled his dick from her mouth again, “Get these nuts too, baby, can’t forget that…”

She put her face in it. Sloppy and raunchy. Erik laughed, grinding his hips against her face.

“Aight, back on this dick,” He let go of her wrists and one hand gripped her chin tight while the other fisted her hair, “That’s a good girl, give daddy that throat.”

Sugar Kittie was holding her weight. She knew he was going to give her a run for her money. She’d seen him in action. Erik Steel didn’t play.

“Stayyyy,” he threw his head back and moaned, “your mouth is so warm. You look so pretty sucking this big dick, baby…fuuuck….shit—”

Erik pulled her mouth off with a yank of her hair. He was about to bust. He was so close. Spit dripped from his dick to the floor. Kittie tried to catch her breath. She smiled up at Erik while wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Erik picked her up and stuck his tongue down her throat. They kissed sloppily for a while, Erik slapping her on the ass.

“You almost made me cum,” He smirked against her mouth, “Did daddy win this challenge?”

“Yes,” Kittie said with a nod of her head, “just one more and this one is the best.”

“It better be.” Erik said.

Ashley was seething. She knew that Kittie had gone to see Erik last night. There’s no telling what they both did. She was close to having that dick deep inside of her, but he didn’t give in because of Kittie. She had to get him to herself. It was time for round two.

It was the next afternoon, at school, when Ashley decided to strike again. From her laptop in the library, she could see Professor Steel enter with his briefcase. He wore a white button-down shirt and a pair of khakis. His clothes stretched over his body perfectly. He found a back table—out of sight—so he could focus on his work.

Ashley checked the time on her laptop. Smirking, she sent the professor his second game. This one involved her being a passenger princess. She was excited. Ashley waited on the other side of the book stacks, sneakily watching him as he opened his next challenge. Erik sat up straighter in his chair and looked around the nearly empty library. He didn’t spot her.

Good afternoon, professor! I’ve missed you since our last meeting in your office 😘 looks like you’re finished for the day. Do you like my outfit? I had all eyes on me today at school. The only one I wanted to impress was you. I don’t have a ride home today, I’m currently without a car until it gets fixed. Do you mind giving me a ride back to the apartment? Please? 🥺

I promise it will be worth it.

Ashley could see Erik reaching down between his legs to grab his dick through his pants. He started typing a response that Ashley already knew would be the answer.

Of course I like your sexy little outfit. Sure, I can give you a ride home, baby girl. Anything for you.

Ashley packed her things and made her way towards him. Erik looked up from his laptop when he noticed her coming from behind one of the many book shelves. She was wearing that same outfit from the picture. Ashley waved to him and Erik stood, quickly putting his things away.

“Ready?” He asked her, his eyes roaming all over her body.

“Yes. Thank you for being so nice, professor.”

They walked out of the library side by side. A camera was placed on the dashboard to film them while Erik was driving. They both walked towards the faculty portion of the parking lot and up to Erik’s red Ferrari SF90. He opened the door for Ashley after taking her school bag to put in the back. After he climbed inside, he shut his door and started the car.

Looking over at her, she placed one hand in his lap, rubbing him close to his dick. Erik pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road. Ashley used that same hand to rest over his crotch. Erik made his dick jump against her hand.

“I felt that, professor. Are you trying to tell me something?” Ashley questioned with a sweet voice.

Erik looked at her before focusing back on the road.

“What exactly does this second game require of me, Ashley?”

Ashley giggled, “Nothing you can’t handle I’m sure. I’ll be your passenger princess while you drive. I’ll take care of this dick with my mouth, and you have to get us home without cumming.”

He was growing exhausted of holding off his nut.

“You and Kittie love to play games. I’m tired of this shit.” Erik said with a deep, threatening voice.

“You love our games, Professor, you don’t have to lie.”

Ashley used both hands now to undo his pants. The sound of his zipper was loud. Erik’s head went back against his headrest and he switched to driving one-handed. Ashley unfastened her seatbelt and arched over into his lap. Her little pink skirt lifted and he could see her pink thong. Erik reached over to pop her on the ass hard.

“Mmmm, look at all this ass, baby, so much fucking ass.”

He lifted her skirt up some more. Meanwhile, Ashley was too busy reaching past his briefs to grab his dick. She wrapped her fingers around his girth and whipped him out. Opening wide, careful not to snag him with her braces, Ashley wrapped her lips around his tip while one of her hands cuffed his sack to keep him upright.

“Shit, fuck,” Erik was fighting the urge to watch her suck him off, “That wet ass mouth. Spit on that shit, Brace-face.”

Ashley giggled at his nickname. She spit on his tip and it cascaded down his shaft. Erik drew his lip from between his teeth, lip poked out, showing off his gold slugs. He gripped the stirring wheel tighter and finally he came to a red light.

“You had to take it up a notch, huh? Look at that tongue work,” Erik grabbed his phone quickly from his pocket and started recording Baby Ashley, “Oooohhhh shit.”

She looked up into the camera with her big, brown eyes. Erik made sure to scan her body with his phone, getting everything into view. He multitasked by focusing his eyes straight into the camera on the dashboard. The light turned green and he wasn’t too far away from the apartment.

“Kittie had me close to nutting down her throat last night. Think you can make daddy do the same?”

Erik didn’t wait for a response. He gripped her hair and forced her head down. His foot pressed down on the accelerator when she did this thing with her jaws like she was squeezing his dick.

They finally arrived the apartment. Erik parked his car half-hazardously and dropped his eyes down at Ashley.

“Get that dick down your fucking throat, Ashley,” Erik palmed the back of her head, “there you go, dasssitt,” he lifted his hips from the seat to feed her more dick, “show me you can throat all this dick, bitch.”

Ashley turned her gaze onto the dashboard while Erik abused her throat. He fucked her mouth, hips moving faster, balls bouncing out of control and covered in spit. He yanked her hair again to pull her mouth from his dick and she spit on him again. Ashley started jerking him off while Erik pressed his forehead against hers.

“Pump that big dick…pump that dick…down to the balls…up to the tip…uhnnnnnhhhhhhhhh…you’re my good little passenger princess? You’re my nasty little bitch?”

He made his voice sound all whiny and Ashley almost lost it. Erik used his teeth on her again and attacked her neck. Ashley let go of his dick to watch it sway back and forth. She slapped it around, amazed at how stiff it is. Erik removed his face from her neck and watched, face frowned with lust, stare at the long stream of pre-cum oozing from his tip.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Erik’s body seized up, “Ima bust, baby, I can’t hold it anymore.”

His voice trembled when Ashley started sucking some more. It’s been three days and no nut. He was fighting the urge to hold back but she was sucking that shit like an icy on a hot summer day.

“You nasty fucking bitch, how fucking dare you—here it comes—”

Ashley prided in herself when Erik came down her throat. It was rewarding and abundant. His hips bucked and his head fell back with defeat. Ashley giggled with cum-covered braces. He lost, and even though this meant that Kittie had more of a shot at fucking him than she did, at least she got to taste him. At least she got to swallow his cum.

“Game over, fuck that,” Erik said between breaths, “You knew what you were doing.”

Erik kissed her with his cum still on her lips. She jerked his sloppy girth while sticking her tongue out towards the camera. Somehow, Erik felt that wasn’t all of it.

“Cant wait to rub this one in her face,” Ashley said.

Sugar Kittie was in her room, playing a game. Her headset was over her ears, so she couldn’t hear Ashley entering her room. Ashley was all smiles, confident in what she’d accomplished—making Erik Steel cum with her mouth.

Ashley tapped Kittie on the shoulder. Kittie paused her game and removed her headset, turning in her pink gamer chair.

“What’s all this mess on your bed?”

Ashley motioned to Sugar Kittie’s bed. It was covered in sex toys. What Kittie didn’t want to share was that she’d been dreaming about Erik fucking her brains out. She was so horny and wet that she decided to go through her toy box to see if most of her toys still worked. She found her Sailor Moon butt plugs that she’d been looking for and put on in her ass while making herself cum all morning. She had a big mess to clean.

“I was in the middle of organizing my toy box but decided to hop online for a little bit. Why are you smiling like that?”

Ashley was too giddy not to share with Kittie.

“Oh nothing much, just a little run-in with our professor.”

Ashley took a seat on the edge of Kittie’s bed, sliding some dildos out of the way so she wouldn’t sit on them. She could see that Kittie was growing irritated the more she sat in silence.

“Well? What happened?” Kittie pressed.

Ashley inspected her long, pink nails, “Just a little blow job…with a tasty reward at the end.”

Kittie’s mouth fell open. Ashley smiled brightly.

“I got to play passenger princess and suck his dick. His cum tastes like pineapples.”

Ashley made a slurping noise with her mouth. Kittie tossed a tiny stuffed animal at Ashley’s head.

“He wasn’t supposed to cum! Ugh,” Kittie tossed her controller on top of her desk, “So that means what? He lost?”

“Technically, but isn’t there supposed to be another round for each of us?”

“Yeah.” Kittie said with a flat tone. She was pissed that Ashley got to taste his cum.

“He’s done playing anyway. He said he’s tired of our games.”

Kittie didn’t know what to expect now. Was he finished all together? Did he like Ashley’s mouth more than her? She saw him first. She was the true throat goat.

“I’m gonna take a shower. No need to be all sad, Kittie, the best girl wins. Apparently, I suck dick better than you.”

“Lies!” Kittie fired back.

Ashley blew Kittie a kiss and left the room, laughing to herself.

“Bitch,” Kittie folded her arms.

Meanwhile, Erik had a few words for Sugar Kittie. He got himself cleaned up and put on a white T-shirt and some grey sweats. He walked across the hall to their door and knocked. When they didn’t answer on the first knock, Erik pounded. Sure enough, the woman he wanted to see opened the door. She wore a blond wig with a tiny white blouse and grey shorts that fit her two sizes too small. Erik’s eyes started at her feet covered in white thigh-high stockings and then all the way up to her cleavage spilling over the top of her bra.

“Erik?” Kittie didn’t expect him.

“Can I come in?”

She stepped aside and he walked over the threshold. Erik felt as if he’d stepped into another dimension. It was sickeningly adorable how much pink surrounded him. Kittie stepped in front of him with a glare.

“You came, you weren’t supposed to cum.” She said.

Erik looked at her.

“You didn’t expect me to hold that in for three days straight, did you?”

Kittie rolled her eyes away from Erik, “You let her get a taste before me.”

“Kittie,” Erik tried to grab her arm but Kittie stormed off in the direction of her room. Erik was right on her tail. He caught the door in his hand before she could slam it shut. In the distance, he could hear the shower running.

“Daddy’s sorry, baby. She was sucking on my dick so good. I couldn’t control it.”

“But you controlled it for me,” Kittie turned her back to Erik, “It’s not fair. I played the game better. I should have been the one to taste you first.”

Erik exhaled, shutting Kittie’s door slightly. Anime covered the walls and she had manga and little collectibles on a book shelf. The carpet was fuzzy and white and it smelled like lavender and vanilla. His eyes fell to her bed surrounded with sex toys. He arched a single brow at her. Kittie looked up at him with timid eyes.

“I was organizing.”

Erik knew better.

“No…looks like you were having some fun. Without me?”

“You were too busy getting your dick sucked to notice.” Kittie argued.

He walked up to her slowly while she took a few steps back. The back of her legs hit the bed and she lost her footing. Erik was standing over her, his imposing body trapping her there.

“That’s in the past. I’m here now, aren’t I? And I think we both know what’s about to happen…”

Erik picked up a toy that was red at the base with a silicone pink tongue. It reminded him of the rose, same mechanics. Kittie watched him inspect the toy, her heart racing.

“I think it’s time we do things my way now. Play time is over, Kittie.”

Erik sat the toy down momentarily and lifted his shirt over his head from behind. His muscles flexed without much effort. Kittie’s eyes roamed his body hungrily. He got closer, leaning over her until she was on her elbows. The soft material of her thigh-high stockings tickled his waist. Erik took both of her meaty thighs in his grip, pushing them back so she would be spread open for him. He pressed his body against hers and started dry-pounding her clothed pussy. The friction was so sweet. He climbed off of her and with her thighs still opened, Erik grabbed both of her ankles.

“Daddy,” Kittie spoke weakly.

“Let’s see how much you can take this toy on your clit…you think you can do that?”

Kittie nodded her head. Erik let her legs down and instructed for her to stand. The camera in the room focused on Sugar Kittie and all of her curves. Erik stood behind her and while looking over her shoulder, he kissed along her neck while untying her white blouse. It fell open, revealing a pink push-up bra. Both of them looking down into the camera, Erik cupped her breasts and squeezed. Sugar Kittie reached behind her to caress Erik’s neck.

“Mmm,” She moaned.

“They fit so nicely in my hands.” Erik whispered.

Kittie turned her head and poked out her tongue for Erik to suck on. His thumbs stroked her nipples through her bra. There was a camera taped to the ceiling to get good shots from above.

He trailed his fingers up and behind him to unclamp her bra. When it fell from her shoulders, Erik didn’t waste time palming both of her titties. He pinched her brown nipples and pulled, eliciting a whimper from Kittie.

“I could suck on these all day…too bad they don’t have any milk…I’d drink you dry, baby.”

She couldn’t hold back her moan. He was nasty.

Erik nibbled on her shoulder and made his way down to his knees, his mouth creating a path towards her stomach. He kissed her belly button and with his eyes never leaving hers, he found the waistband to her shorts and pulled. The more they fell past her hips, the more he noticed that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

To see that pussy face to face for the first time left him speechless. She had a landing strip above her phat pussy lips that Erik trailed with his tongue. Erik kissed her hips and made his way up until his mouth latched onto her left nipple. Kittie gripped his hair and stared into the camera while Erik devoured her. He went from nipple to nipple, sucking and nibbling.

“Ooh, yes,” Kittie moaned, “I love your mouth, daddy.”

He bounced her titties and motor-boated her. His tongue and lips didn’t leave any part of her untouched. He latched onto her neck again and Kittie’s hand found its way to his crotch. The camera zoomed in on her hand groping him through his grey sweats. Erik grunted before bringing a hand up to her neck. It was all eyes on him at all times. Kittie blinked her feline eyes at him while they kissed.

“This dick is so big in my hand….”

“Too much for you?” Erik questioned, his lips touching hers, “It shouldn’t be with the way you were throating if the other day.”

“I can take this dick in my pussy,” Kittie replied with a hushed voice.

Erik walked Kittie over to the bed again, his hand stil around her neck, pushing her down gently. She bounced, the springs in the bed creaking. Erik made himself comfortable behind her and instructed for Kittie to spread her legs wide and lean back against him. He picked up that vibrating tongue and activated it. The vibrations seemed strong. Erik guided a hand between her legs again and found her clit with his finger tips.

“Gotta get that clit nice and ready for the sweet torture, right, baby?” Erik said with a sexy, sotto voice.

“Yes.” Kittie said.

Erik traced Kittie’s nipples with the vibrating tongue. She squirmed against his chest, breasts moving from left to right. Her nipples were stiff peaks sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. She could feel her wet lower lips quiver.

The camera panned over her body. Erik gave her nipples a break but her pussy wasn’t off the hook. Erik found her clit with the tip of the vibrating tongue and put it on the higher vibration. Kittie moaned, groaned, cried out for him to make her cum. Clit swollen, Kittie watched that vibrator with disbelief in her eyes.

“Keep your eyes on this pussy…I want you to watch…you see how I move it over your clit like this,” Erik strokes her clit from side to side, “Like that, Miss Kittie?” Erik questioned with a hushed tone.

“Daddy, please,” Kittie begged, “I like it, I like it, daddy!”

“"No, baby, not yet; don’t you fucking cum just yet. I’m not done with you; hold it! Keep these fuckin’ legs open till I’m done...”

Kittie’s thigh meat shook out of control. She was so wet that it covered the toy. It sounded like a pot of mac and cheese stirring. Just wet and gushy. Just before she could cum, Erik turned the toy off and tossed it on the bed. Kittie pouted and whimpered.

“Doesn’t feel good, does it? Now you see how I felt.”

Erik grabbed a hot pink dildo. He lined it up with Kittie’s pussy and pushed past her tight opening until that toy was sucked inside. He didn’t waste time pumping. She couldn’t keep still against his chest. Her legs were spread far apart for him to use her favorite toy to fuck her needy little hole. Sugar Kittie whines and moans as she grips his arm, doing her best to stay still. Her eyes cross like a brainless slut.

“You look so good…look at all that cream. I can’t wait to get that all over my dick. Shhh, you wouldn’t want Ashley to hear us, would you?”

Erik forced his fingers into her mouth so she wouldn’t startle her roommate. This was Sugar Kittie in her true state. Just a brainless little fuck toy for Erik to play with till his heart's content.

“Didn’t I say you couldn’t cum? Not until I eat this pussy, slut.”

Ashley stepped out of her bathroom, slightly cold from the temperature change. She was completely naked and she pinned her hair up. Walking past Kittie’s room to get to hers, Ashley heard moaning. She would have ignored it because she’d heard Kittie’s moans plenty of times, but there was male voice. It could only be one man. Ashley tiptoed to Kittie’s door and peeked inside. She stood shocked, mouth slightly parted and eyes wide.

Kittie was on her back, thighs spread and pussy open. Erik Steel was sucking her clit into his mouth. Kittie could do nothing but moan. Ashley had seen Kittie naked many times before, but the way she looked right now, body covered in a sheen of sweat, nipples stiff, pussy soaked, butt plug poking out like a surprise, she could feel herself growing wet.

Erik was on that pussy. Tongue and lips. He had that pussy wetter than a pond. He would take control of her hips and force her pussy to grind on his tongue. It was beautiful. She envied how she must feel right now.

Ashley couldn’t help but touch herself to this view. She brought one hand to her tittie and used her thumb to bring her nipple to life. Her other hand went to her waxed pussy and when her fingertips spread her outer lips, Ashley couldn’t believe how wet she was already. She didn’t hold back.

“Awe, baby, don’t cry.” Erik said, his fingers rubbing Kittie’s clit rapidly, “I know we can get you to finish again. Shhhh shhhh, you’re doing so well, love. You can give me one more. After that, we’ll get you all cleaned up. That’s my good girl!”

“FUCK!”

Ashley couldn’t see because Erik’s mouth was sucking that cum out like it was a Capri Sun. Kittie’s eyes drifted towards the door and when she spotted Ashley watching, she smirked at her and gave her a wink. This must of been her way to get back her.

“Daddy, am I good slut?”

“Mhm, daddy’s good pussy slut.”

Ashley and Kittie locked eyes again.

“Daddy, we have a special guest at the door.”

Erik turned his head and squinted, he stood up, beard covered in pussy juice, and flung open Kittie’s door. Erik was eating her alive with his penetrating gaze. Those big titties of hers sat jutted out, and her wide hips with a big ass to match had him thinking nasty thoughts.

“Baby Ashley. If you wanted to join us, all you had to do was ask,” Kittie teased.

“She wants to get fucked too, look at her face.”

Ashley was driven by lust. She didn’t hide her horniness.

Erik curled his finger into a come-hither motion and Ashley walked into the room. She was startled by Erik’s hands clapping her on the ass. Kittie stood up from the bed, sauntering over towards them. Erik cut his eyes at her and popped her across the ass too.

“Fuck yes,” Erik took turns slapping both of their cheeks around, “Bend it over.”

Kittie and Ashley turned their backs to Erik and got down into a twerk stance. They started bouncing their cheeks around, filling the room with a round of applause. Erik sat his dick between both women’s backs while they shook ass.

Ashley threw her ass back against Erik, moving Kittie out of the way. She started grinding up and down Erik’s dick until it fell between her cheeks. Erik whacked her on the ass hard and grabbed her hair into his fist, straightening her back and turning her to face him. Kittie took the opportunity to grind her ass on Erik’s dick. While Erik had his tongue down Ashley’s throat, Kittie twerked on his dick to gain his attention back. It seemed to work because Erik smoothed his hand down her back and and slid his fingers in her pussy from behind.

“Look at both of y’all fighting over this dick. Who should I give it to first?”

Ashley and Kittie scrambled knees, mouths open wide and tongues out. Erik gripped both of their chins and looked down on them with sultry eyes.

“Pick me, daddy, I’m your favorite,” Kittie begged.

“Who made you cum with their mouth first?” Ashley taunted.

“Ashley, you can’t beat me in a dick-sucking contest.” Kittie fired back.

“I know I could. Why don’t we let Erik be the judge of that.”

They both blinked their eyes up Erik expectantly while he caressed their chins.

“All talk and no action, ladies. Show me who’s the best.” Erik said.

He left them on their knees and took a seat in Kittie’s pink gaming chair. They crawled to him, the camera following them from behind, a view of their phat asses and wet pussies the focal point. Erik widened his legs and grabbed his dick, jerking it towards their faces.

Kittie reached him first and without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around his tip and started swallowing him. Ashley put her face in it too, her tongue dragging over his balls.

“She got to the dick first, Ash, what was all that talk? She sucking my shit to the back of her throat right now.” Erik teased.

He smoothed Kittie’s blonde wig from her eyes to have a better view. When she came up for air, she spit on his dick and Ashley popped it in her mouth. Kittie laughed, her hand gripping Erik’s balls with spit dripping from her chin. Ashley swirled hee tongue around his tip, causing Erik to grunt. Kittie snatched the dick from her hand and with her wet eyes and ruined makeup, she slurped on Erik so good that it made the loudest, nastiest noises.

“Damn, Kittie, suck that fucking dick, girl. Get that dick,” Erik grabbed her head with both hands and fucked up into her mouth hastily.

Guck! guck! guck! guck! ahk! guck! guck! ahk!

“Fuck! Shitttttt, baby,” Erik slapped his dick on her lips, before holding it out towards Ashley’s mouth, “Your turn. Let me see if that throat still deep.”

He had Ashley’s hair in a tight fist and he scooted his hips to the edge of the chair so he could fuck her mouth. Erik’s dick darted in and out of her jaws. She gagged and spit his dick out. Kittie giggled and Erik looked at Ashley with disappointment.

“Gimmie that dick,” Kittie slapped him on hee tongue and with both of her hands she twisted her wrists like she was grinding pepper. Kittie focused all of her sucking on his tip.

“That’s how you get a nut, baby. There you go…”

Ashley could only suck on his balls. Erik put her face in it with the back of his hand. His eyebrows scrunched and his mouth fell open when Kittie swallowed him again.

“Oh my god—”

Erik stood up quickly and fisted his dick towards their open mouths. Kittie and Ashley put their tongues together and caught Erik’s thick cum. They cleaned him off and Erik flopped back down in the chair.

“See what happens when you work together? Both of y’all made daddy cum.” Erik praised.

Kittie and Ashley shared a look. They couldn’t deny that their team work paid off. Ashley startled Kittie when she grabbed a handful of her titties.

“Ash?” Kittie was in shock.

“I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you when Erik was eating your pussy. You looked so good.”

Kittie blushed, “It turned me on when you were watching me…”

Erik smirked at both of them.

“Y’all got a lot of sexual tension between y’all. I’m surprised y’all haven’t messed around.” Erik said.

Kittie gave Ashley a shy look. Ashley continued to massaged Kittie’s titties.

“I mean…I’ve always wondered what that pussy tastes like,” Ashley whispered seductively, “Maybe you could…feed my curiosity?”

Kittie was pushed down to the fluffy, white carpet.

To say that Ashley was a beast at eating pussy was an understatement. She had her ass in the air and her lips sucking on Kittie’s clit. Erik had his hands full of that big dick, stroking it slowly. Kittie tugged on her nipples whenever Ashley had her clit between her lips.

“Fuck, Ashley,” Kittie moaned, “eat that pussy, baby.”

Erik’s mouth was salivating. His dick was hard enough and it wasn’t going soft any time soon. He joined them on the floor and Kittie watched him take his place next to Ashley.

“Daddy, you want some pussy too?” Kittie asked with a sweet little voice.

He responded with his tongue on her clit. Ashley brought her wet kisses down between her folds while Erik stayed on that clit. Kittie couldn’t run even if she tried. Whenever she moved her hips, Erik had one leg while Ashley had the other.

“She’s gonna cum hard, look at her,” Ashley giggles, “awww, it feels too good?”

“Yes! Yes, oh my god,” Kittie’s entire body went into a frenzy, “Erik! ASH! FUUUCKKKKK!”

They buried their faces in it and suffocated just so they could taste her cum. Delirious, Kittie sat up and kissed Erik to taste herself. All three of them joined tongues and lips, Erik’s hands all over their asses, Ashley and Kitties moans and whimpers filling the room.

Kittie pulled away to suck on Ashley’s big titties. Ashley could feel Erik doing the same now. She sat up on her knees and felt weak with two pairs of lustful gazes on her face.

“These big titties…I wish my titties were this big…mmm…so juicy.” Kittir said.

“She loves it, look at her face,” Erik said, “Big, fucking, titties.”

Ashley could only moan.

Erik and Kittie each held a tittie and sucked on her hard nipples.

“That shit feels so damn good!”

Erik used his free hand to rub Ashley’s pussy.

“I think we should eat that pussy next…Whatchu think, Kittie?”

“I think we should eat it while she’s standing up. See if she can handle that since she talks so much shit.” Kittie said.

“Get on your feet, slut.” Erik ordered.

Ashley stood up and she didn’t have time to react when both of their tongues wiggled on her pussy. She almost lost her balance trying to lift her leg on Kittie’s desk to give them better access. Erik munched on her pussy with so much gusto Kittie had to hold Ashley’s leg out of the way. They left a trail of spit from her ass to her pussy. Kittie wiggled her tongue in her ass, holding one hefty cheek out of the way.

“Since you wanna talk so much shit. We got you right where we want you,” Kittie said with a laugh.

“That’s why she talk so much shit. She asking for us to slut her out. That’s what sluts do, right? They act out so they can get put in place. Hold that fucking leg up so I can eat this pussy!”

Ashley cried out. Kittie’s tongue in her ass and Erik’s tongue on her clit proved them right. She couldn’t handle it.

“Think cuz you got this fat ass I won’t put you in your place…”

“Fat ass and fat titties,” Kittie added.

“She creaming now, look,” Erik took the thick swathe of his tongue and slurped her pussy into his mouth to catch it.

“AHHH! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

Erik’s fingers dug into Ashely’s ass.

“Cum, bitch! Yessss! Feed daddy that cum! Show him who this pussy belong to!” Kittie encouraged Ashley.

She came so hard that her foot dropped from the table. Erik still had his face all in it. Kittie slapped Ashley on the ass.

“Good girl,” Erik’s face was glossy from her pussy juices, “I’m ready to fuck now.”

Baby Ashley and Sugar Kittie were on their backs beneath the hot pink lights. They caressed their bodies and stared up into the camera on the ceiling. Both of their ankles and wrists were bound with pink robe to keep them from moving. Erik Steel, the hottest male pornstar in the game, was standing there, dick pointed out at Kitty’s pussy first.

From above, you could see him dip his hips, dick massaging between her folds. Erik smacked it on her clit, Kittie’s fat pussy like a soft pillow. She flicked her tongue at him; teasing him, but her stomach was doing somersaults. She waited for this moment. To finally fuck Erik Steel. She was honored when he contacted her to collaborate. It still felt like a dream.

Ashley moaned from Erik’s fingers rubbing her pussy. She couldn’t wait to see him perform. Feel him inside of her. To fuck Erik Steel was equivalent to winning the lottery. That dick was the jackpot. Staring up at him—locs wild, gold in his mouth and around his neck, big dick—she knew this was going to be the best sex she’d ever had.

Erik stared between two women he’d been dying to collaborate with. He was especially excited about fucking both of them at once. Kittie was first to get the dick. With a firm grip, Erik was right at her opening. Eyes locked with hers, he pushed past and immediately her walls sucked him in.

“Unh! Oh, fuck,” She scrunched her face, “It’s so much dick!”

Erik heard it all before.

He pulled out all the way and then thrust back inside. Erik repeated this a few times, going faster each time. Dick back inside, he grabbed Kittie by the neck and started knocking her walls loose. His hips snapped sharply forward and the bed bounced and creaked beneath her.

“Shit,” Ashley watched with envy, “Fuck that pussy up, Kill!”

“Can’t go nowhere, take this dick. Don’t you fucking cum, don’t you cum without Daddy’s permission, you hear me? If you cum, Daddy’s gonna make you cum again and again until you’re shaking, begging, and pleading for me to stop. Do you understand me?”

Kittie couldn’t form a sentence.

“Oh, fuck, fuuuckkkkkk!” She cried out.

Erik’s fingers thrust inside of Ashley’s pussy. She squirmed when he found her g-spot. Erik looked from Kittie to Ashley and back.

“Kittie,” Erik warned, “Don’t make me put it deeper. Listen to daddy when he tells you to do something.”

He had his lip between his teeth and the way he watched her fall apart beneath him didn’t help. He was staring into her soul. Face neutral, dick drilling, eyes watching her.

Ashley fought hard to keep from cumming but he was fingering her pussy so good that she ended up squirting. Erik put his messy fingers in her mouth and stared at her with a mean mug on his face that would make any bitches pussy weep.

“Ima punish you wit’ this dick for that.”

“Erik!”

Kittie cried literal tears. Erik didn’t let up.

“I’m fucking cumming!” She shouted.

She convulsed and her walls spasmed around his dick. Erik grunted and pulled out, slapping her pussy hard for disobeying him.

“Y’all just do what the fuck you want, huh?”

Erik went to Ashley next. He put that dick in and she didn’t know what to do with herself.

“Got you looking stupid,” Erik had her by the ropes and started pile driving her, “Dick deep in that pussy, baby? Hm? You cum on this dick since you don’t wanna listen!”

“Why are you fucking me like that?!”

Kittie could ask the same thing. She was still spaced out.

“Dick is just deep in my pussy!”

Ashley groaned. She dropped her head to the bed and all she could see from that angle was her titties bouncing around and Erik folding her in half. He held his dick inside and wiggled his hips before picking back up again. Ashley’s eyes crossed and her mouth fell open. She poked her tongue out like a brainless slut and squirted on his dick.

He stood back and stared down at the mess all over him. His dick was shiny and brick hard from the base to the tip. He couldn’t be mad at them, his dick had that affect on women. Erik untied them both and massaged their wrists and ankles. Ashley turned around and arched her back. Kittie crawled in front of Ashley and spread her thighs so she could get her pussy ate.

Erik spread both of her cheeks and with his hips, he sank deep inside Ashley. She let out a muffled moan with her face buried between Kittie’s legs. Erik’s eyes connected with Kittie’s while he was fucking Ashley from the back.

“You like getting that pussy ate by your roommate, baby?”

“Yes. You love the way her pussy feel, daddy?”

“It’s so warm and wet, arch your back, slut!”

Ashley’s deepened the arch in her back and she tried to continue eating Kittie’s pussy but Erik was digging her out. She looked back at him and pouted her lip.

“Fuck this pussy!” Ashley shouted, “This your pussy!”

“I’m glad you know who you belong to, slut.” Erik replied.

Ashley’s arms were in Erik’s grip. He continued to deliver precise shots that she could feel in her stomach. Her face mashed against the bed and Kittie watched with satisfaction the way Erik used her.

“Get up! Fuck I say? Arch your back for daddy!”

Erik spanked her.

“Ashley, I’m not finna keep repeating myself. Stop running, girl! Shit,” Erik lifted her and plowed her pussy, “Just like that, nowhere to run, take it in that fucking pussy, uhuh, uhuh—”

“OH MY GOD!”

Ashley’s body was no longer in her control. She dropped her head forward and without a word, she came on Erik’s dick. He dropped her to the bed and she continued to shake.

Erik slapped her ass, “You did so good, baby girl. You took that shit like a pro.”

Kittie was too anxious for her turn. She arched her back so deep for Erik he didn’t even have to tell her. Erik walked around to the other side of the bed and got behind her. She looked back at him and watched Erik put that big dick in.

“Uhhhh…mmmmmmmm,” Kittie shut her eyes, “Oooooooo…Daddy is so deep….”

She threw it back on Erik with a fist full of sheets. The recoil of her throw back game had him speechless. Ashley scooted over and reached beneath Kittie to rub her clit. She looked up at Erik with a bite of her lip

Erik opened puckered his lips at her then stuck his tongue out so she could taste it. Ashley ran her tongue over Erik’s and they kissed while Kittie put that pussy on him. Erik broke the kiss and licked his lips with his eyes on the way Kittie was handling him.

“Gahhdamn, bitch! Pussy just eating this dick up.”

She was taking it better than Ashley. Erik fucked her with just his hips. That ass collided with his hips so heavy it almost knocked him back.

“Take that dick, Kittie…show out, bitch.” Ashley encouraged.

“You asking for me to nut in you, keep playing wit’ me.” Erik warned.

“Daddy, I’m cumming!”

“Make yourself cum then!” Erik barked out.

“Oh yes!—”

Erik couldn’t believe he was about to cum. He held off as best as he could, but that pussy was warm and tight he had to release. Kittie slowed down and rocked back on Erik’s dick until she couldn’t anymore. Erik took her by the hips and gave her continuous shots until she was crying for him to stop. Kittie came hard on his dick. Erik felt that down to his balls and he couldn’t hold it in anymore, he had to cum.

“Down on your knees! Both of y’all!”

They got down on their knees and held their titties up . The camera above them caught Erik pumping his dick until thick ropes of cum shot from his slit and onto Kittie’s face and Ashley’s eyes. He kept going, more and more showering them all over. They both looked like glazed donuts when he was finished with them.

“So much cum!” Ashley said with disbelief.

“You do taste good,” Kittie said while licking her lips with her eyes on him.

Both ladies looked into the camera and winked, the scene fading to black.

“CUT!”

Erik took a seat in one of the set chairs with a cigar in hand and a glass of whiskey sitting on a table beside him. Things were clearing out on set, but he wanted to enjoy a smoke before he headed out. He had a busy day in the morning. An interview with a new girl and two scenes to film. He still had an early gym session too.

As he took puffs of his cigar, Kittie was leaving her assigned trailer wearing this pink and white matching two-piece set with a bow in her hair and pink thigh holster with hearts.

She was carrying a large, ballerina pink Telfar bag with all her clothes from the set. She noticed Erik sitting in one of the set chairs and waved at him before making her way towards him.

“Heading out?” Erik asked.

“Yes. What’s this?”

Kittie pointed to Erik’s glass.

“Whiskey.” He replied.

Kittie picked up his glass and drank some.

“It’s aight,” she laughed at his expression, “I’m guessing Ashley already left set.”

She did after giving Erik one final throat massage.

“Yeah, she bounced. I think she said something about doing a swinger party tonight.”

Kittie sat his glass back down.

“I didn’t get a chance to tell you this, Mr. Steel, but it was an honor working with you. I can’t wait until everyone gets to see what you’ve created.”

Kittie was such a sweetheart. Erik smiled at her.

“You’re welcome, love. We should definitely connect again. You free within the next week?”

Kittie took a second to think about it.

“I am actually. You know I live in Miami. I’m flying back tonight.”

“I can take my private jet. We should film a poolside scene. You got my number, right?”

“I do. And I’m down. Is Friday a good time?”

Erik nodded his head, “That’s perfect actually. How are you getting to the airport?”

“Lyft. I still need to request one—shit, I left my phone in the trailer.”

Erik’s eyes couldn’t stop staring at Kittie’s body.

Down boy…behave…

Kittie walked away back towards the trailer and Erik was stuck on that ass moving. Kittie entered the trailer and Erik put out his cigar. He needed that pussy one more time before she left. Unable to control himself, Erik stood up and walked towards the trailer.

Kittie was inside at her vanity unplugging her phone. She looked up through the mirror and jumped when she saw Erik.

“Erik! Shit!” Kittie put a hand to her chest, “Daddy, you scared me…”

She turned to face him and saw the look in his eyes. Erik walked up on her and Kittie gave him a look of lust when he pressed his body against hers.

“You were my favorite, you know that?” He whispered.

“Now I do,” Kittie smirked, “You want something from me?”

Erik picked Kittie up and sat her on the vanity.

“Mr. Steel,” Kittie gasped when his hand rubbed her pussy through her shorts, “what are you doing?”

Erik brought his lips to her neck and starting sucking on it. She arched up against him, hands on his chest and moans in his ears.

He parted his lips to speak, “Can I have that pussy again, Kittie?”

She couldn’t believe her ears.

“Yes.” She spoke with no hesitation.

Erik sat up and rushed to snatched her shorts off so rough they almost ripped. He tossed them to the floor and when he looked down at her naked lower half he chuckled knowingly.

“Of course…no panties…almost like you wanted me to catch you like this…”

Erik untied his robe and struggled it from his shoulders. It dropped to the floor at his feet. Kittie drank him in. He has such a beautiful body. And his dick was just as remarkable. He was so long and thick she couldn’t even believe all that was inside of her.

“C’mere and get some more of this dick.”

Erik picked Kittie up from the vanity, wrapped her legs around his waist, and dropped her down on his dick. She circled his neck with her arms and Erik wasted no time fucking her hard. He hooked his arms around her thighs and started laying that pipe. Erik didn’t look away from her once. She hung from his neck and Erik put his back into it, pounding her deep. His gold chain kept knocking her in the face and his short locs tickled her forehead.

“I couldn’t watch you go without another taste, baby…fuck, you pussy so good I wanna nut in you, I ain’t get to nut in you, baby.” He told her with a tremble in his voice from how good her pussy felt.

The way he spoke to her made her feel like the only girl in his world. He was a pro at this. Erik had a way of hypnotizing you. She couldn’t even look him in his sexy face. Whenever she did, her pussy throbbed around his dick. Those dimples deep in his cheeks whenever his bit his lip, his onyx eyes commanding her, the gold slugs in his mouth. Kittie could go on and on about this man.

“Friday? How about Monday?” He said.

Kittie’s mouth fell open in a silent scream. She pressed her face against Erik’s neck and heat crept over her body. A tingling blaze from her toes to her head. She couldn’t believe he was making her cum already. What kind of voodoo magic did he possess at the tip of his dick?

“Erikkkkkk,” Kittie’s body seizes.

He rocked her in his embrace while she rode out her climax.

“Monday it is.” He wasn’t asking, he was telling.

Erik walked Kitty towards the couch and sat down. She knew what to do. With her hands on his shoulders, she bounced on his dick. Erik’s arms splayed out and he locked eyes with her. After all this fucking, he didn’t need to go to gym.

“There you go, that’s how you ride daddy’s dick, baby.”

“I love this dick, daddy,” Kittie gripped Erik’s throat, her fingers barely able to fit, “ohmiiiigodddddddd!”

Erik slapped her ass, “You got it, baby, you know how to take this dick.”

She could feel herself creaming all over him. She

He let her have her fun, but he wanted to nut in her. Cream pie that pussy.

“Uhuh, get on this dick and act up, you ride it so good,” Erik

“Get on your back, Kittie,” Erik popped her on the ass because she was moving too slow, “come on, girl.”

She set the speed and tempo and Erik helped her by moving his hips to penetrate deeper. Kittie put one of her hands on her ass and wrapped her other arm around Erik’s neck. Erik caressed her other cheek with his palm, kissing on her neck and cleavage. With his free hand on the couch behind him to stabilize his body, he pumped his hips.

“This dick is the best dick I ever had!”

“Fuck…grip my shit like that again—”

“Yes!”

“Good girl.”

Kittie didn’t have time to catch her breath after that. He was so anxious. Kittie was on her back before she could even prepare herself and Erik folded her up. She held her legs back with her arms and he went to work fucking her into the couch. Her moans fell on deaf ears.

“You got me hooked on you…why you mess my head up like that? Huh?”

She was too busy trying to find the words to speak.

“It’s okay, baby, daddy won’t force you to speak, just take this dick like a good little slut.”

He was close. The demon in him smirked. He was going to fill her the brim with his cum. She deserved it for having such good pussy.

“Cum in my pussy, daddy?”

“OH SHIT—”

“Don’t pull out, daddy, fill my pussy up—”

“Here it comes—”

Erik’s dick throbbed inside of her with every release of his cum. He finally withdrew his hips carefully, and when he looked down his dick a covered in their mixture of fluids. Kittie pushed some of cum out and it drizzled down the crack of her ass. Erik gathered it on the head of his dick and rubbed it all over her clit.

“I must be really special for you to do that,” Kittie jokes.

Erik stood up and went to retrieve his phone so that he could take a picture for memory.

“Spread it open, mhm,” Erik turned on his flash and recorded a video, “Push it out, uhuh, now rub it in…”

Kittie looked into the camera and gave Erik a pretty smile and a wink.

“Thank you, Mr. Steel, for cumming in my pussy.”

Kittie giggled when Erik slapped her hand out of the way so he could hold her pussy open.

“You are loving that,” Kittie mentioned.

Erik finally ended the video and helped Kittie off of the couch.

“Well, let me go shower again before I go,” she traced her finger down his chest, “You wanna join me?”

Erik smirked at her, “Yeah, then I can drive you to the airport.”

He picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder playfully, spanking her and earning a yelp.

She was definitely going to miss her flight at this rate.

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I don't know what's in the San Myshuno water because Penny can't catch a break.

It's the way I just spilled my lemonade all over my desk because Nova is fed up! Not She bouta BlicBlock Penny's ass into 2024...and then called her a peasant! I-

Penny, honey...what did you do to your friend, girl.

Then, apparently Nico is her neighbor and ever since she moved in he's been over there clappin' somebody's cheeks because this was the 3rd time she's had to pound on his door (and he told miss ma'am to go find her some fun).

but just earlier that day she was swooning and losing her breath as He was unjamming the trash chute.

GIRL 🙃

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“Stark’s New Intern” Masterlist

Summary: Tony Stark is always on the lookout for new talent to bring into the Stark Industries fold. Prior to becoming Iron Man, Stark searched far and wide for brilliant minds to cultivate and found a worthy protege in a young Erik Stevens, a recent graduate of the Naval Academy, and one of the youngest to come out of the institution’s history. What happens when a 19-year-old Erik, a secret Prince, and heir to the Wakandan throne, falls under the tutelage of an arrogant and brilliant mind for one year, a personality much similar to his own? Nothing but trouble.

So…

Here’s a mini-Masterlist for “Stark’s New Intern”.

As usual, this new series is going to be longer than I anticipated, lol! C’mon, Erik and Tony together? Did I really think this could be a short little fic? This might be 30 chapters long max. We’ll see. As always, NSFW. Mature themes. Plenty of smut. This series happens right before Erik goes to M.I.T. which will be in Vol. 3 of my “Black Boys Bloom Thorns First” book series. Happy reading.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapters 26-30 Come soon!

Find More Erik Adventures Here!

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Insane Love

Michael B. Jordan as Killmonger

WARNING: INSANE ASYLUM, DEATH, NASTY SMUT, 18+

Masterlist Masterlist 2

You were so fascinating to him. You were bold, ruthless, smart, and unbelievably beautiful. You had no idea that the most dangerous man in the world, your boyfriend’s enemy was obsessed with you.

You, Killmonger, and Joker were one of the most dangerous people in Gotham City. You were known as Harley Quinn, the most bubbly, charming, and chaotic woman in the city. While you were always known, you gained a bigger reputation when you met Joker. He was the most dangerous jokester in town. He would rob banks, blow up many buildings, and kill anyone in his way. With you and Joker together, everyone knew that the city would be in bigger trouble than it already was.

While many people were scared of the both of you, another dangerous man wasn’t. Killmonger is known for being a skilled hunter and mercenary. While nobody has ever seen his face due to his African Tribal Mask, he was recognizable from his markings on his body. Every mark on his represented every kill he has made. He scared a lot of people in Gotham, including you and Joker.

You first came across Killmonger a few months ago when you and Joker planned to rob a bank and was surprised to see Killmonger and his crew already at it. Since Joker doesn’t like people being in his way, he attempted to take over the robbery and take the money himself but Killmonger nearly killed him. You were never afraid of anyone whether they were bigger and stronger than you but once you came across him that day, you froze. While you thought he was going to kill you, he sized you up before walking out the back entrance.

To this day you wondered why he didn’t kill you. After the robbery, you and Joker were captured and placed into the Gotham Insane Asylum. You both were served a life sentence but like always, Joker always planned an escape for you both. But this time was different.

Joker made his escape 2 months ago and left you behind. Everyday you told yourself in your head that this was apart of his plan and he would come back for you but in reality, he wasn’t. Everyone knew Joked mistreated you and would always come back to you when it benefited him. While everyone saw the truth, you refused too. Even after everything he’s done, you still loved him.

After the robbery, Killmonger laid low but kept tabs on you. He took time to research you online to know your story. Before you stepped into the life of crime, you were once a psychologist and a good one too. He discovered your graduation, gymnastics, and your normal lifestyle pictures online.

When he learned that Joker was free and you weren’t, he knew it was time to make his move. He managed to pay a guard $2 million in cash to sneak him in and also tell him everything about your daily schedule. Killmonger learned that you’ve ran away many psychologists and the asylum was currently looking for a new one for you. Killmonger knew this was the perfect time to make his move.

He got himself a burgundy dress shirt that covered his body markings, black trousers, and slacks to go along with it. He braided his dreads back and put on his nonprescription glasses to fit the look. He grabbed his briefcase before walking out to a car he stole and drove off. Killmonger couldn’t stop smirking and thinking about you. He couldn’t wait to make you his.

After a 30 minute drive, he drove onto the gravel road and a black gate that surrounded the asylum. Once he pulled up to the speaker, he pressed the button.

“ I’m Dr. Stevens. I’m here for Harley Quinn. “ He spoke

After a few minutes, the gate opened up and he drove in and took in the creepy presence of the asylum. He parked his car and rolled one window down before getting out approaching the entrance. Once he made it inside, he signed in and received his visitors badge and was guided by the guard he paid to get him inside.

“ She’s been in a padded room and in a straitjacket for a week now. She was causing problems with the other patients and attacked a few. I can get you in there with her for 2 hours but she can’t come out the straitjacket. “ The guard informs him while walking him to your room.

“ Fine with me. “

After a long walk to your room, the guard unlocked the door and opened it for him. Killmonger walked into a padded white room and seen you laid in the corner on your side in your white straitjacket, grey sweatpants, and white socks. Your hair was in your usual pigtails but messy but you still looked beautiful to him. You looked up to see the unknown man enter the room and sat up as he grew attracted to you.

“ Well, I’ve seen many psychologists come through here but not many that looks good as you do. “ You smirked making him chuckle.

“ I’m Dr. Stevens. I’ll be your psychologist from now on. I want to help you and get you better. Guard, can we have some chairs please? “

Killmonger asks. The guard walks in with 2 chairs before walking out and closing the door. Killmonger sat the chair facing one another before sitting in one. You got up and sat in the other while looking at him with a sly smirk.

“ You said you want to help me? I know a way you can help.. “ You say while slowly parting your legs. “ A man like you looks like you love to be in control. I’m in a straitjacket, you have full control and there’s nothing I can do. “

Before he could speak, you spoke up again.

“ Gotcha. This pussy belongs to Joker and Joker only. You couldn’t handle me if you tried. “ You chuckled.

“ Speaking of Joker, tell me about your relationship with him. “ Killmonger asks while sitting back.

“ He’s the love of my life. He changed my life for the better and introduced me to a world where I can have anything I want, I just gotta take it. “

“ He’s the love of your life but hasn’t come back for you? Every other time you escaped, he made sure you both did at the same time, why hasn’t he gotten you out yet? “ Killmonger could tell in slight facial expression change, he was grinding your gears.

“ He has a plan. I’m sick of all of you psychologist coming in and telling me lies about Joker! He loves me and he’s gonna come get me! “ You yelled after sitting up. Your anger made him smile and laugh.

“ I see I touched a nerve. You’re angry because deep down you know i’m telling the truth. You think Joker is the only man in the world that can love you but how he’s treating you isn’t love. A man belittling you to lift himself up isn’t love. He threw you in toxic chemicals because he knew you could be at use to him because of how smart you are. He just needed you crazy like him. But now that he’s had you, he wants something new. “

Your angered expression never left your face as tears built up in your eyes. For a long time you felt that he didn’t love you anymore but you refused to believe it until now. You sniffed and held back your tears before speaking.

“ Are you done? “ You asked after clearing your throat

“ No. I’ve noticed this is the first bank he’s robbed since he’s been out. Do you know why that is? “

“ That motherfucker Killmonger really shook him. Nobody has ever came close to killing him before. He could’ve killed me but he didn’t. I don’t know why. “

“ Maybe because he’s something in you that Joker didn’t. Your smartness, how beautiful, and strong you are. He sees you. He’s someone you need to let love you and show you the world. “ He says making you look at him confused.

He placed his notebook on the floor before rolling up his sleeve to expose his markings. Your stomach immediately dropped and you fell back out of your chair trying to get away.

“ SOMEBODY HELP ME! HE- “

Killmonger quickly got ontop of you with his knees on each side of your waist before covering your mouth. He laughed before taking off his glasses with his free hand.

“ You can scream as loud as you want, you know once those doors close, it’s soundproof. There’s no need to cry baby, I don’t want to hurt you. “ He leans down and kisses your tears away leaving you confused as you breathed heavily through your nose.

“ You know i’m so surprised. You knew who Bruce Wayne was by his physique and voice but you didn’t have a clue who I was. You weren’t trying to figure out who I was because you were distracted by something else. “ He says referring to your lust for him.

“ I mean didn’t you say earlier that I look like a man that loves being in control? You are in a straitjacket and I can have you anyway I want.. Isn’t that what you want? “

He asks while placing himself between your legs with his hand still covering your mouth. You were feeling a mix of emotions. Your body was loving every second of this interaction but you didn’t know what he was going to do after.

“ I paid a guard to cover this room while we enjoy ourselves here. But what he doesn’t know is I have a team all around this place freezing the cameras and placing a bomb for us to escape. I can show you the world baby, forget robbing banks in Gotham, we could go international and nobody could stop us. You want that princess? “

He asks while slipping his hand down your pants and bypassing your underwear to rub your wet cove. Your eyebrows scrunched with your eyes closing as you felt him slip in 2 fingers. You moaned mumbled behind his hand until he moved it and started to kissing your neck. You never had someone focus on your pleasure before. Joker would always put him first everytime you had sex with him. This was new for you.

He lifted his head up look at you while licking his lips and speeding up his fingers. The faster and deeper he went, the louder your pussy became.

“ Tell me that’s what you want baby.. are you gonna let me show you the world? “ He asks as your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your orgasm broke through your body.

“ Oh my god yes! “

You moaned loudly making him smile and kiss you. You moaned into the kiss as his tongue danced with yours. He pulls away and scoots back to take off your pants and underwear. He pushed your knees back by your ears to get a full look at your wet pussy.

“ She’s so beautiful.. I know she tastes as good as she looks.. “

He licks his lips before slurping on your lips and parting them with his tongue. He buried his mouth between your lips and tongue kissed your pussy slowly while moaning. Your mouth was open permanently with your eyes closed as you felt his tongue touch every part of your flesh. He found your clit with the tip of his tongue repeatedly flicked his tongue over it before sucking it into his mouth. Your moans grew louder as your legs tensed up under his strong hold.

“ F-fuck.. Oh my god daddy.. “

You moaned breathlessly as he didn’t let up on your clit. Feeling him slurp and swirl his tongue around your bud sent you over the edge. You squirming did nothing to him. A unfamiliar feeling quickly built up in your pussy. Before you could react, your juices shot out of you and into his mouth making you whimper.

“ Oh ssshitt! “

Erik moaned as he slurped up every drop of your juices and hovered over your face and stuck his tongue in your mouth making you suck it. You moaned as you tasted yourself on his tongue. After sharing a tongue kiss, he pulls away and stands up leaving you laying there breathlessly.

“ Don’t get tired on me now, we’re just getting started. “

He smirked while undoing the buttons on his shirt and tossing it to the side, he kicked off his shoes before dropping his pants exposing his 9inch girthy member. Your eyes widened at the size of him. Joker was nowhere as big as him.

“ Holy shit.. I-I don’t think I can take you. “ You say making him chuckle while getting on his knees and tapping his heavy member on your pussy.

“ Yeah you can. You’re a strong woman remember? You can handle anything. “

Feeling him slowly breach your walls made you sit your head up with your mouth gradually dropping. Your breath shuddered feeling him continuing to fill you up.

“ Yeah.. good girl.. look at how well this pussy is taking me already. “ He moaned.

“ You’re t-too big.. oh fuck.. “ You whimpered feeling your pussy stretching.

You threw your head back and moaned as he buried himself fully inside you making you breathe heavily. He buried his face in your neck and starts to roll his hips in his circle as he started to thrust. Feeling already deep and thrusting made you fall silent with your mouth fallen open. You finally took in a breath and begin to moan making him kiss your neck.

“ Shit you feel so good.. “

You moaned as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He leaned his head up and kissed you passionately while moaning into your mouth. Feeling this much pleasure and love made you overwhelmed. Feeling this felt so good and different. As he started to speed up, he finds your spot making break away from the kiss with your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“ I’m in that spot? You gonna cum for me? “

“ Fuck.. yes.. “

You strained as you tightened your legs around him. A few more thrusts later, you came all over him while moaning loudly. He kissed your cheek as your orgasm broke through you once again. He sat up and grabbed at your waist before sharpening his thrusts. Your loud moans filled up the room but nobody could hear you on the outside.

“ This pussy loves you so much! It’s yours daddy! fuck! “

“ Oh I can tell this pussy loves me baby.. She’s squeezing me so good. “

“ You can use me however you want baby.. I want you to cum in me! “ You moaned desperately not wanting him to pull out.

“ Yeah? That’s what you want? “

Before you could respond, he leans down and places his hands on the back of your head to lean your head before pounding into you. Your moans struggled to come out as he pounded you deeply. Both of you were face to face breathing heavily in each others mouths from the intense pleasure you were both feeling. He starts to groan as your screams finally released from you.

“ Oh you’re so good to me baby.. I’m gonna fill this pussy up so good.. “

“ P-plea..se.. Oh my God daddy! “

After a few more thrusts, a loud yelp fell escaped your lips as he buried himself deep and released his seed inside you. He groaned loudly before finally connecting his lips to yours. You moaned in each others mouths as you continued to feel him paint your walls. He pulls out and stands up before sitting you up on your knees. He grabbed the chair and placed his foot on it and to give you a better access to his sac. You spit on his sac before he placed his hand on the back of your head and pushed it until your lips were touching his balls. You immediately sucked on them while moaning sending chills up his spine.

“ Shit.. suck them real good for daddy.. “

He moaned as he watched and felt your mouth suck on him and your tongue slither all over his cum filled sacs. You popped them repeatedly out of your mouth before licking all over them and not missing a spot. He pulls your head back by one of your pig tails before sliding his dick in your mouth. He pushed your head forward until he hit the back of your throat. He held you there and felt you gag making more spit lather up around him.

“ Good girl.. I need that mouth real wet for when I fuck it like that tight pussy.. “

He pulled himself out to let you breathe and watched as your spit fell out of your mouth onto your jacket. He slid back in and with his leg propped up, he starts thrusting at an angle and digging deeper into your throat. You looked up at him with your watery eyes and watched as the pleasure washed all over his face. Your pussy throbbed and leaked from being used like this. You could feel his nut fall out of your pussy and onto the padded floor.

“ Fuck.. you’re so good to me baby.. “ He says before pulling out and leaning down to clean up your wet lips while kissing you.

“ You good baby? Can I fuck that pretty mouth until I cum? “

“ Yes.. yes daddy.. “

You say while quickly catching your breath before he placed his foot back in the chair and his dick your mouth. He held the back of your head and side of your neck before he resumed his thrusts again. The loud sounds of your throat only made he want to keep going so he could hear more of it. His fell permanently open as some of the spit coated his dick while the rest fell out the sides of your mouth. His moaning fell from his lips uncontrollably.

“ Oh i’m cummin! Oh here it comes baby! “ He groaned before pulling out and jerking himself off as his nut shot onto your tongue. You whimpered while trying to catch your breath as he painted your tongue.

“ Swallow it and stick your tongue out. “

You swallowed and stuck your tongue out to show your empty mouth.

“ So damn beautiful.. arch that is in the air. “

You leaned forward until your head rested against the padded floor and your ass was in the air. He got on his knees behind n you and slipped back inside before grabbing your pigtails in one hand and pounding you from behind.

“ Oh fuck I can feel you in my stomach.. Oh fuck.. “

You moaned loudly making him release your pigtails and push your head back into the floor before digging deeper. You gripped the insides of your straitjacket as you took his thick member deeply. He felt so painfully good.

“ I’m not stopping until you make a mess on me baby.. I need that last nut.. “

He says before smacking your ass. You bit into the padded floor as stayed in that spot and never let up. You tried to form a word but he kept taking your breath away. As he kept thrusting, you started to finally cum around him and he buried himself deep making your legs tremble.

“ Daddy.. shit.. “

You moaned as he kissed your back before pulling out. He walked over to his clothes and placed them back on before opening his briefcase revealing a pocket knife, 2 guns, and a extra shirt for you. He walked over to you and cut you out of your straitjacket. You stretched your arms out after being trapped for so long.

“ That felt so good. What’s the plan? “

Right after you asked, you heard a big boom and alarms going off making him smirk.

“ That’s the plan, hurry and get dressed and put this on. “

He handed you a balaclava before placing his on. You slipped on your plain shirt and put on your mask before following behind him to the door. He handed you a gun before opening the door.

“ This wasn’t apart of the plan man! “ The guard yelled as he looked at the big hole in the wall leading to the outside.

“ I know, this wasn’t either. “

Erik pointed his gun and shot him making you gasp and giggle before running with him towards the hole, on your way out, you both had to shoot the upcoming guards running up to stop you. After escaping the building, a car speeding up pulled up and you hopped in the back with Erik getting in behind you. His driver pulled up beside the stolen car and light up the molotov cocktail before throwing it through the rolled down window. As the car pulled off, you both pulled off your mask and laughed before engaging in an intense kiss.

“ Let’s start our life together baby. “ He says making you smile.

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Halloween Smut Fest 🎃👻

Method Man as Neal

WARNING: ROUGH SMUT, ROLEPLAY, DARK FANTASY, 18+, SLIGHT CNC, DIRTY TALK

request for @hurleys-world 🤍

HalloweenSmutFestMasterlist / Masterlist / Masterlist 2

“ My costume is here!! “ You squealed excitedly while walking back in the house with your package.

“ Let’s open it up and see it. “ Neal says while walking up to you.

“ No sir. You can see it tonight when I get dressed. “ You smiled while holding the box to yourself and walking upstairs.

“ Such a tease. Is this because I won’t come to the halloween party tonight? “ He asks while following you.

“ Absolutely. You’re leaving me hanging tonight. “ You pouted while sitting the box on the bed.

“ You know I don’t do parties. I told you, we can create our own special party right here at home just the two of us. “ He hugs you from behind while kissing your neck.

“ And I would love that but I want to go to a party party with other people and have fun. “ You chuckled.

“ Alright. Well maybe when you get back, we’ll have our own private party. “ He kissed your cheek and walked back downstairs to talk to you and his security team.

You and Neal have been together for 3 years now. With you being a billionaire fashion designer and him being a billionaire tech business owner, you and him had to be careful when going out and had to miss out on many events because of safety reasons. This is the first time in awhile that you’ve been to an event and you were so excited. You just wanted to be somewhere different instead of being in the house or at work all the time with your security team behind you.

While Neal really didn’t want to go to the party, he also had a surprise for you when you got home. Months ago, you and Neal decided to spice up your sex life by doing roleplaying. The first time you both have done it was amazing and you never looked back. Since you’re dressed as Catwoman tonight, he decided to use that in tonight’s roleplay. Without your knowledge, he got himself a black balaclava to play as a homeowner who knows Catwoman is about to rob his home and decides to punish her for her crimes.

As the night came along, you were showering upstairs while Neal was downstairs watching TV. You stepped out the shower and dried yourself off before applying on some vanilla scented lotion on your body. You then slipped This latex bodysuit on before putting on This mask and glove set. After putting on your black boot heels, the sound of your hairs clanking down the steps got Neal’s attention. He turned around as his eyes quickly turned into lust as he saw how good you looked in your bodysuit.

“ Wow.. “ Neal says as you stood in front him and turned in a 360.

“ You like it? “ You smiled.

“ I love it. And it has zippers in the right places.. You sure you can’t be a few minutes late to the party? “ He asks while tugging on your crotch zipper making you laugh.

“ Yes i’m sure nasty. I’ll be back soon. “

You swatted his hand away before leaning down to kiss him. He kissed back and walked you to the front door before smacking your ass.

“ Damn you look good baby. Don’t stay out too long now. “ He says while opening the door.

“ You’re something else baby. I’ll be back soon. “

You blew him a kiss before following the security guards to the private car. Once he saw you all drive away, he closed the door and relaxed for the next few hours on the couch. As 1 AM came along, you were ready to go home. The head of your security team escorted you to the car before texting Neal.

“ We’re on the way back boss. “ He texted.

“ Alright. When she gets here, have everyone stand outside but send her in and tell her to play along. “ He responded.

“ Copy that. “

Neal got up and went upstairs to your jewelry collection and picked out a few pieces of jewelry before going back downstairs. He placed them all over the living room downstairs before heading back up to the bedroom.

As 20 minutes went by, he heard you pulled into the backyard and peaked through the blinds as you stepped out of the backseat. He couldn’t get over at how well that bodysuit hugged your curves. He groaned and rubbed his crotch as he felt himself already getting hard from just looking at you. He pulled the balaclava over his head and walked over to the dresser to grab the handcuffs and place them in his pocket before grabbing the camera. He waited upstairs while you spoke with security.

“ We were told to stand outside and when you walk in, play along with what’s going on. “ He says making you look at him weirdly.

“ Okay.. “

You walk into the house and Neal was nowhere to be found. You were confused when your eyes landed on some of your jewelry sitting all around the living room. As you walked around picking up jewelry, Neal quietly sat the camera on the table before sneaking up behind you and grabbing you by your arms. You squealed before being placed on your stomach on the couch.

“ What are you doing?? “ You say while feeling him place your arms behind your back.

“ I should be asking you this question since you’re robbing my house, Catwoman. “

Before you could speak, he already handcuffed your arms ontop of each other behind your back and laid you on your back. Once you saw him wearing the mask, you immediately knew what was happening. He grabbed the camera and begin recording you.

“ The one and only Catwoman.. You just dropped right into my hands. Do you know how long i’ve been waiting for this moment? “ He asks while leaning down towards your face.

“ You can just take my bag that I have outside! You don’t have to do this! “ You played along.

“ Oh? You think i’m gonna hurt you? No no, never. While whatever you have in your bag is valuable, you are way more valuable to me.. “ He says while running his finger down your body.

“ Okay now wait I- “

“ You really thought you were never gonna get caught. I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson for what you’ve done. “

You gasped as you felt him unzip your chest zipper swiftly exposing your plump breast. Neal groaned and grabbed one before pulling at your nipple. While it felt so good, you had to stay in character.

“ I swear when I get out of these cuffs!- “ You tried not to moan.

“ When you’re out of these cuffs you are gonna be out of breath and filled up with every drop that I have to give of this nut. “

He sits the camera on the table at a good angle to show the both of you before sitting you on your butt. He stood back and begin undoing his pants. As his pants and boxers fell to the ground, your eyes widened as they landed on his 9 inch girthy member that oozed in pre-cum.

“ Oh fuck.. “

“ He’s all yours tonight kitten. He’s gonna look so good with those red plumped lips around them. “

He sat on the couch and parted his legs for you to sit in between. You walked on your knees and sat between them before looking up at him as he slowly jerked himself off.

“ After this, we’re done! “

“ Oh you’ll be saying this now, but later, you’ll remember this address and keep coming back for more. Instead of talking shit, how about you put that pretty mouth to good use and suck on these balls? “ He smirked while leaning his member away from you.

“ Fuck you. “

“ Patience baby. “ He winked.

You leaned down and spit onto his sac before welcoming it into your mouth. He moaned with his head thrown back as he felt your warm mouth and tongue suck around his sac. You popped each one in and out of your mouth before he grabbed you by your chin to stop you. He tapped his tip against your lips before you opened your mouth, he bit his lip and rubbed his member against your tongue before pushing your head down on his dick.

“ Mmm.. Look at those pretty lips sliding down my dick.. “

He moaned while moving your head up and down as you sucked him. He pushed your head down and held there until you gagged to lather up spit in your mouth before he moved your head again. He hissed and threw his head back as he used your mouth as his fucktoy.

“ God that mouth feels so good kitten.. I always knew you would be of great use to me. I can’t wait to paint those red lips of yours. “

He leaned his head back down to look at you as you continued suck him off. He slid his hips off the couch and held your head down before thrusting up into your throat. Your eyes watered as he went deep and showed no mercy on you.

“ Oh fuck yes.. Oh that’s it.. “

He moaned. After a few more thrusts, he releases your head letting you breathe. He watched as you cough and the spit fall from your lips and onto your chest.

“ I’m messing that face up real good. It’s just what you deserve.. “ He says before mildly smacking your cheek.

He stood up and held the back of your head as you opened your mouth again and he slid back in. He holds onto your head as he started fucking your throat making you make loud throat noises. The deeper he went, the more spit fell from the sides your lips and onto your chest. As his groans grew louder, you knew he was about to cum. He quickly pulled out of your mouth and jerked himself off quickly while using his other hand to tilt your head back.

“ Open your mouth, i’m cumming.. fuck! “

As you opened your mouth, his nut shot out and painted over your tongue and your lips as his moaned. You kept your eyes closed as he made sure every drop landed in your mouth.

“ Damn you got a good throat on you, lick your lips and swallow that shit. “

You did what you were told and swallowed his seed before licking your lips clean. He lays you on your stomach on the couch and grabs the camera before running his fingers up and down over your crotch zipper.

“ I already knows she’s pretty and tight, I don’t even have to look at her. “

He bit his lip while grabbing the zipper under you. He unzips your crotch area exposing your bottom. He zooms into your ass as he spread your cheek apart to look at your pussy.

“ Well won’t you look at that, you act like you’re not into this but this pretty pussy says other wise. Just dripping wet. “

He runs his finger up and down your slit before tasting your juices on his finger. Neal could taste you all day.

“ You don’t know anything! Untie me! “

“ Not just yet kitten. Not until I hear you say you love it and you mean it. “

He moves your bottom half off of the couch so you’re bent over the seat. He sits the camera back on the table and gets a side view of the both of you. With your ass poked out, he gets on his knees behind you and runs his thick tip up and down your slit before sliding in slowly. As you gasped as he filled you up, he moaned while holding your waist with one hand and holding the back of your neck with the other.

“ Mmm I’m loving this pussy already. I can tell by how you’re squeezing me that you’ve been needing someone to fill up this pussy. “ He says as he thrusted slowly.

“ G-god you’re so big.. fuck.. “ You moaned breathlessly.

“ Oh you’ll take me just fine. You can take everything else, im sure you can handle this dick. “

Before you could say anything, he covers your mouth with both hands before pounding you from behind making your moans mumble against his hands. The loud sounds of your skins clapping against each other and his loud groans were all you could hear. He moves his hands from your mouth making you take a deep breath before moaning loudly.

“ You sound so beautiful.. I just love seeing how tight your pussy is squeezing me. I can’t even imagine what that ass is gonna feel like when I dig in there.. “ He moaned.

“ I s-swear I’m- “ You struggled.

“ You’re gonna what? Cum for me? Oh I’m waiting on that.. I want that pretty pussy to make a mess on me. “

He stands up and squats behind you before sliding back in and pounds deeper making your eyes roll to the back of your head. When your moans fell silent, he chuckled and leaned down towards your face.

“ I’m hitting that spot huh? Cum for me, it’s all yours princess. “

Your mouth dropped as your orgasm begin to release from you as he continued thrusting. He kissed your cheek while using his other hand to hold your face up by your jaw.

“ I know that dick feels good.. Tell me.. tell me how good it’s making you feel. You know you want to.. “

He says into your ear. He was hitting your spot so good that you couldn’t speak. He chuckled and moved his hand down to your neck before gripping it slightly.

“ Don’t make me repeat myself baby. “

“ I-it feels so good.. Oh my God you’re gonna make me cum again! “

You strained before your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He kissed your cheek softly while thrusting through your second orgasm. He pulls out and turns you around before laying you back on the couch. He positioned the camera so it would get the perfect shot of him thrusting your pussy as he was ontop of you. He lays you on your back in the seat of the couch before bringing your legs over his shoulders. With you now folded under him and nowhere to go, he slips himself inside and gives you no chance to prepare for his powerful thrusts.

With your bottom slightly hanging off the couch, he pounded down into your pussy making loud moans escape from your mouth. With his head in your shoulder, his groans filled up your ears. You tried your best to form a word but his thrusts were so strong that you couldn’t. As he continued thrusting, you heard his breathing shudder while his thrusts started to become sloppy.

“ Oh fuck.. This pussy is about to make me nut and i’m gonna nut deep in this shit.. “

He groaned as his nut begin to near its peak. Before you could speak up, Neal groaned loudly as he buried himself balls deep and released himself into your womb. You whimpered and moaned as the force of his seed painted your walls. Even after cumming, he resumed his thrusts.

“ Doesn’t it feel good to have that pussy filled up? “

“ Y-yes! fuck you’re so deep! “ You moaned out while watching his dick disappear inside you.

“ See, I knew you loved this shit. I got some more coming for you. Looks like Catwoman is gonna have to take a break for awhile since you’re gonna be carrying my baby. “

He smirked as he thrusted faster. He laid his forehead against yours as he dropped another load inside you. He pulls out and looks at your hole filled with his seed.

“ Look at that sexy shit.. Open your mouth. “

He dips 2 fingers inside you before sliding them into your mouth. You moaned and sucked his fingers clean before laying back trying to catch your breath.

“ Fuck baby.. that was amazing. We have to do this more o- Oh! “

You were caught by surprise when you felt your ass hole slowly become filled up with his dick. Your mouth gradually dropped before you looked at him in shock.

“ You thought I was done? Earlier when I said I was filling you up, I meant in all your holes baby. “

You and Neal have only done this once a while ago. To feel him back in now was so much. As he begin to thrust, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as every nerve ending was constantly being stimulated. You tried your hardest to speak but you couldn’t.

“ You don’t have to say anything. I can tell by your face how good this feels. “

Your eyes became stuck in the back of your head as your asshole was being constantly stretched. Once he pulled out, you finally took a breath as he threw a pillow on the floor and laid your head on it while propping your ass in the air. He made sure the camera had a great view before standing over your body and sliding back into your ass. He placed one hand on the side of your head before pounding deeply making your toes curl.

“ Fuck yes.. that is it.. Keep squeezing me with that tight ass.. “

He moaned. The feeling started to become so overwhelming that you were stared across the room in a daze and your moans uncontrollably left your lips. Every thrust he took, the wetter your pussy became.

“ D-daddy.. fuck.. “ You whimpered.

“ Mmm I love hearing you call me that. I also love how well you’re taking this dick baby. It was meant for you to be here tonight. “

He moaned. As he continued pumping, you begin to moan out loudly as you started to squirt from the pleasure. For the next few minutes, Neal used you as a fucktoy before his final but begin to form. He moaned loudly as he pumped his seed into your ass. You felt his dick pulsate inside you as he released every drop before pulling out. You tiredly laid flat on your stomach while trying to catch your breath.

“ You did amazing baby. You were such a good girl for me tonight. Looks like we have a nice movie to watch later. “ He says while uncuffing your arms from behind your back and taking off his mask. He stops the recording on the camera and helps you off the floor.

“ We sure do. I enjoyed seeing this side of you tonight, I wouldn’t mind seeing it more often. “ You smirked.

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My Bloody Valentine

Spooky Szn Fic

Erik Killmonger x Jasmine Valentine

In the past, finding hot phone sex wasn’t easy. You dialed a phone number without knowing who you were going to get. You couldn’t get back in touch with the same person as yesterday. You weren’t sure how much it would cost until you were surprised with a phone bill at the end of the month. Now, you can see their photos, videos, descriptions, prices, and ratings all thanks to NiteFlirt.

Jasmine Valentine is a model and phone sex operator among other things. Her voice will make you fall in love with her and spoil her. Miss Valentine enjoys all of her clients but no one is better than Killmonger. She never met the man nor has she seen a photo of him, but each time is special whenever she speaks to him.

If only Jasmine knew that Killmonger was an old High School classmate of hers that she never paid any attention to. He never stopped crushing on her. In his mind, Jasmine is his woman, and he’ll stop at nothing to get rid of anybody who gets in his way.

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Boo's Dollhouse

Story Masterlist | Spooky SZN Masterlist

Chapter 4: Robo Bitch

In the age of technology, it'd been stupid not to have an android option for the rich men who weren't confident with human women or their own sexual ability. Some men were impotent. Robots didn't judge, question you, or go off script.

Boo connected her favorite open-minded client to Robo Bitch's bluetooth. He'd never tried phone sex with a robot, but he was open to anything, and Boo really wanted to hear him dirty talk in his Irish accent. "Try saying something sexual," she smirked, biting her nail on the call.

"Oh, Robo Bitch, I need to feel you twitching inside of me, your love nectar spilling out of my anus like a warm glaze."

"Be for real!"

"This is insane. So when you say robot, is it like Rosie from the Jetsons or M3gan?"

"Come see," Boo twirled, excited for his reaction. She was ready to book his visit at that moment. "I'll get you in. You don't even have to wait."

A week later, the shiny black Rolls-Royce rolled onto the paved driveway right as Boo opened the door of the grand mansion, feeling the gentle cool wind on her face and neck.

"Nezuko," the client gushed in admiration of her accurate cosplay.

"You watch anime.. Hm." She had purple contacts and a bamboo mouth-peice, but it was pulled down and hanging like a necklace around her neck. "Thank you, Shawnee," she waved to the black-suited driver as he drove away.

Boo brought her client the rest of the way into the romantic and threatening blood red decorated foyer. This year's theme for Halloween was Blood & Passion. Delicate red lace, red velvet, faux ruby stones, fake blood spray, and bouquets of red stained white roses adorned the area.

"Welcome back, Klaus," Boo smiled. This was a client who refused to hide his identity with a mask. He wanted to be seen and had no concept of shame or privacy. He preferred to live life in the open, as he called it. Nothing ever a secret. Still, Boo had the dolls avoid the area. She led him to the sofa and patted the cushion for him to sit beside her. "Tea?"

Two floral teacups sat on matching saucers with gold trim. The tea in the matching pot was ginseng. As a host, she was sensitive to and supported his recovery from drugs and alcohol. She made sure the kitchen was aware ahead of time and did not entice him. No alcoholic menus, no bar access, and no hookah. He lit up his own cigarette, explaining that it warded off the drug cravings. Boo couldn't do any more for him than he was willing to do for himself.

"So what's the deal with this robot? How does it work? Better yet, has it killed anyone?"

"Robo Bitch can move, walk, talk, scan your vitals, and adapt to your body.. you'll be surprised how naturally it all works." That was Boo's pitch, but she didn't have to say too much, Robo Bitch was an idea that sold itself.

After tea, Boo led 6-foot Klaus into the corresponding suite, introducing the 5'7 chrome woman. She was lifelike, with a hyper-realistic skin feel. On sight, he was already prodding and speculating about it being real.

"Jesus! This looks like an actual woman! Liberate her, you fiend," he teased in faux distress. Though he was a client who preferred to float from doll to doll, he was a client who could genuinely make Boo smile. He was a party boy with a genuine heart of gold, and most times, he only came for the company, the food, the parties, and the amenities. He simply liked the vibe.

"Well, I want your review, so I'll leave you to it."

"Wait, I've never been with a robot. Is she waterproof? If I get all sweaty or explode my essence, will she electrocute me," he wondered aloud, staring at the robot eye to closed eye.

"She's durable, Klaus. Just turn her ON and have fun." Boo closed him in and headed to the security cameras expeditiously.

"This has Stepford Wives written all over it," he muttered, approaching the 5'7 robot with his hand hovering over her small breast over the silver sequin bralette. He stared incredulous as he smoked his cigarette. His black nail polish shined in the dim light. "Turn it on.. Turn it on.." He sighed. "How do I turn you on?"

Lightbulb.

"You foxy little minx." He planted a finger under the chin and placed a chaste kiss on its soft lips. The eyes opened, and they stood eye to eye.

"Initializing."

He flinched mildly as its chin ticked, causing Boo to stifle a small giggle.

"Downloading updates," it blinked rapidly. "Please wait... Downloading updates... Please wait. Hello Klaus," it ticked. The movements were fluid but unnatural with a slight uncanny valley feel. "I am RoboBitch, the answer to your greatest fantasies. Ask me all of your questions and don't forget, we have one hour together. I will remind you again at thirty minutes, then again at five. At that point, I will shut down. According to my input, you are a pansexual male. You require roleplay and asphyxiation."

"If I weren't immortal, I'd think she were trying to kill me."

Boo had to chuckle.

"I serve my master. Robo Bitch does not respond to anything other than questions, requests or demands."

"You poor machine. What am I gonna do here? Boo mentioned vitals?"

"Touch my breast."

"Um, sure?" He planted his hand. "ANND, this feels exactly like a real breast."

"Initializing. Remain still."

"Sure, sure." From 120 to 0, Klaus stood patiently waiting. For what, he didn't know.

"Blood Pressure: 120/80 mmHg. Breathing: 18 breaths per minute. Pulse: 90 beats per minute. Temperature: 98.3 degrees. ."

"Now deliver my astrological report."

"Amazing." Boo palmed her face yet again. This was going nowhere. She needed a new test subject to try out Robo Bitch and she had the perfect candidate. She called on Denzel, the one and only. Rumor on the wind was he was having intimacy issues, meaning due to age, he was having trouble getting it up. Robo Bitch would be perfect.

It took another call and more setting up, but Denzel with widdit. He stepped into the mansion ready, no bullshit necessary, just show him this lifelike sex robot, and he'd do the rest. Boo closed him in and let him do his thing, again rushing to the security cameras to watch the encounter in secret.

"I don't get the appeal," Security judged to which Boo responded.

"A robot doesn't say no or make you feel small. With a robot, you are always in charge."

It took no time for Denzel to figure out what to do. He knew women well enough to figure it out and nothing other than Robo Bitch's unnatural and semi-awkward movements and vast knowledge would give away her being an android. He held it like he'd hold a human woman for the first time and kissed it.

"Initializing," it twitched awake. "Downloading updates," it blinked rapidly. "Please wait... Downloading updates... Please wait. Hello Denzel," it ticked. "I am RoboBitch, the answer to your greatest fantasies. Ask me all of your questions and don't forget, we have one hour together. I will remind you again at thirty minutes, then again at five. At that point, I will shut down. According to my input, you are a heterosexual male. You require oral sex and submission."

"And you can do that?"

"Robo Bitch is built to serve."

"Well what about parts. Do you have the parts of a woman? Can I call you something other than Robo Bitch?"

"I promise you I am anatomically correct. Would you like to program an alternate name to address me by?"

"Yes, how about Pauletta. That's my wife's name."

"Saving data. Data saved."

"Data saved," Denzel stared, taking in the android. Boo could tell he was genuinely intrigued. She decided to help him out by overriding the room's light system and turning on the stage lights. The music began to play early Nas and Robo Bitch instantly walked onto the stage to dance. It was like a normal woman dancing on rhythm to a hip-hop beat while Denzel nodded in tandem. Boo had chocolate strawberries and bottled sparkling water sent to the room at no additional cost. She only added a note: She's durable and waterproof. Enjoy.

She watched him read it.

"I guess you are a robot," he announced, finally accepting it. "In that case. I guess small talk would be a waste of time. What do you think?"

"Pauletta is here to serve."

Denzel smirked, a little shook and heated, "Now that's a line I haven't heard! I might like this. Say it again."

"Yes, Master Denzel. I will repeat. Pauletta is here to serve."

"Damn right! Now I'm gonna tell you something I could never say to my wife... Get over here, you android mothafucka and play with this dick until it gets nice and hard."

He dropped his pants and briefs easily.

"Another benefit of Robo Bitch is that she doesn't get tired," Boo explained to Security. She did have repetitive movements. However, in situations such as these, they worked.

Robo Bitch rubbed and massaged Denzel's penis to force the blood to rush and pool. It wasn't getting fully hard, but that wasn't Robo Bitch's fault. The moment did give Denzel the opportunity to try everything he could without the fear of judgment or embarrassment.

"I need my pump," he sighed, already tired. "What can you do about that?"

Robo Bitch switched to using her mouth and Denzel's mouth opened in pleasant surprise. "Oh. That works."

Got him, Boo sat back, counting the stacks he was sure to drop in the near future. She walked away from the cameras and gave him his privacy (aside from security watching).

"Your heart rate is increasing.. Your temperature is rising.. Take a break," Robo Bitch warned between sucks of his medium-hard erection while not giving him a break. "Your blood pressure is rising.. Take a break."

"Oh no, no. No breaks," he breathed heavily. "I didn't pay this much and finally get this hard to take a break." His pelvic thrusts became involuntary and increased in speed and intensity as the robot's head remained stationed and taking it all. He grunted out loud as he was able to release, tiny ropes of cum lodging in the robot's mouth as he panted. "Shit," he sighed, swiping his forehead. He didn't want to be done, but his body was done.

"Blood pressure is rising.. Take a break."

He released a whoosh of air and took a seat, drinking the sparkling water as he collected his energy. The chocolate strawberries were there to help.

"Shit, I'm done." He shook his head, pulling his pants back up. He didn't need directions out. They had his card info. Boo still 'accidentally' bumped into him on the way out to ask about his experience.

"How was it with a machine," she smiled brightly.

"Huh.. It was something."

Boo nodded. "Thanks for your visit. Hope to see you again."

"Keep that thing around and you will."

Boo waited until he was riding away in the black Rolls-Royce to pat herself on the back. "Parisa," she sang, doing a small happy dance of a basketball move. The android woman appeared at the top of the stairs, leaning casually over the banister. "You're a motherfuckin genius."

"And now you know," Parisa shrugged, prideful in her performance.

Parisa The Afro-Iranian Android. She'd been an actress before the Dollhouse, making her way in simple commercials. This character was a money grab that she knew would work because she was funny, highly intelligent, and did segmented computer-generated speech well.

Once a confident street performer, she was heavily aware of the fact that she had more talent that she knew what to do with. Her existence and purpose were performance. So when she first pitched the Robo Bitch persona to Boo, naturally Boo was on board.

The problem was, Boo didn't think most intelligent people or people in general were dumb enough to think she was a real robot, but boy, was she wrong.

"BOO," the cashier called, getting her attention.

"You almost scared me. What's wrong?"

"One of Larry's sons. He's on the phone and wants to book. I put him on hold."

Boo stilled, closing her eyes as a wave of stress hit her. Sooner or later she had to deal with her late husband's 3 adult children and she knew them niggas wanted her ass handed to her for snatching their inheritance. She also killed both their parents for the money but they couldn't prove it.

A deep negro cackling rang out. "I knew I had them lil black bastards for a reason! They gone drag yo monkey ass up outta here by the weave you live by!"

"You shut the hell up, Larry." Boo only had until his 88th birthday to deal with his disembodied spirit haunting her house, then he'd be in Hell where he belonged. The girls in the house couldn't wait! "Tell him no. They ain't getting on my property," Boo waved dismissively.

"You think not being wanted gonna keep niggas out?! I ain't want them nappy headed heathens in this world and they found a way, cuz that's what niggas do... go exactly where they ain't wanted."

"He said you'd say that," the cashier interrupted, fully ignoring Larry as she was used to his ramblings. "He said he'd pay double, triple even."

"Well, who is he requesting for all that? I still don't trust his ass in my house."

"You, boss."

"Me? You know what, book him. Tell my security they gone need they guns loaded. You hear me? Loaded."

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Blindfold Me: The Office

Pairing: Erik × Reader

This picks up immediately after Blindfold Me: The Party, which was Part 2. This is the final part, and it's very brief. 💜

Tags: Roleplay, Exhibitionism, Office Sex

You read him loud and clear.

You walked into the office building with your secretarial stilettos, the black patent leather ones that make you think of a porn shoot, a black mini pencil skirt and white blouse tucked in showing off a dangerous shape that you knew how to work, shirt open at the top with red lipstick, an updo, and some nerdy blacked-rimmed teacher glasses.

"I'm here for an appointment with Mr. Stevens. He's expecting me."

"Of course." The receptionist calls up.

Not a minute later, Erik comes flying around the corner, dick print poking the front wall of his well fitted pants. It's straining. You can see the outline of the head, which makes you wonder if he even wore drawers to work. You look straight at the dick and back up to clue him into himself. You don't need him showing every woman his goodies. Biting his lip, he covers it quickly with a well positioned folder and escorts you to the elevator.

"What you do, run," you tease when it's the two of you. He hasn't taken his eyes off of you since he turned that corner.

"You thought I wouldn't? I took the emergency stairs... Yes," he nods, driving it home to you that when he said come thru, it was a wrap.

"I'm a ride that dick," you mouth, adjusting his tie as he continues to bite his lip, folder over his crotch. The doors open. You follow his quick step down a tiled hall to his office and close yourself in, surrendering to the sudden heavy lips on yours and the grip on your chin. "I love a man with his name on his door," you gasp, playfully sliding your fingers between his locs.

"Oh yeah?"

"Mm," you nearly moan, swirling your tongue in his mouth as you tug on his hair. "I've always had this fantasy.."

"Tell me," his arms wrap your waist, unzipping. You pause his hands, not missing a beat.

"About fucking my employer... Not my actual employer, but-"

"I know what you want," he steps away, licking his lips. He takes a seat at his desk and gestures you to take one of the two available seats in front of him. "Sit. Tell me why I should hire you. You need to convince me why you need this job."

"You mean the Missionary position," you lean forward, revealing cleavage with your hand on the desk. "You want my credentials? I'm really dedicated to my craft, and I can take a big load."

He smirks, briefly touching his nose to reign it in. "But can you handle a big project if I put you on top of it?"

You step quickly around the table to sit in his lap, feeling that big project under you. "Look, I'm you," you grin, grabbing the hole punch, just doing shit. "I got a hole you can punch."

"I bet you do," he holds your hips. "You know, sometimes, the flow here gets fast and shallow."

You punch holes in a post-it while his middle fingers rub from your knee, sweeping up your soft inner thigh. They push up your skirt while his other hand gropes your titty through your blouse. His finger hooks in the seat of your panties when you gasp. "Wait." You're only stalling him to see how long you can get away with it. His brain is in his dick right now, and it's tickling you.

He tries to lean over and hold you to see which panties they are. His fingers slip by the thin barrier, feeling through your folds to the clit. "But sometimes it's slow and deep..." His middle finger strokes over your hole, slipping inside, joined quickly by his ring finger. "Oh, someone's ready."

His phone rings on his desk, and he answers, smiling with familiarity. "John.. yeah.. yeah, in a few minutes." His two middle fingers inside of you don't stall. The sound they make sounds like stirring noodles. "Nah, I'm in a meeting. Yeah. Aight."

He lifts you from his lap and pushes you over the desk in front of him unexpectedly, which sends his hole punch thudding off the desk. You look back with your lips pressed together and eyes wide.

"Leave it. Come here," he says to you clearly, already loosening his tie and belt as you wonder what the hell type of coworker he's talking to. Can they not put two and two together? He really didn't care. His desk still has shit on it like a stapler and some papers that you push to the side as he lands a loud smack on your bottom. They definitely heard that.

"I'm in a meeting with my lawyer right now," he says, pants and draws at his ankles. You giggle. His lawyer? Well, it isn't a lie. You're a lawyer, and you're his. Your giggle only stops when he slides in.

"Uhuh." Hand on your shoulder, he pulls your leg up, knee on desk and grabs your hips giving you the business, his shirt open, watch beaming. You feel it deeper and rise up loving the firm wrap of his arms around your stomach as he thrusts up into you. It's impossible not to hear these backshots through the phone. You can hear Erik's deep breathing as well. "Ok, 10 minutes," he tells his co-worker on the line, hanging up.

"Who was that?"

"John. He wanted me to send him some documents, but he could hear I was busy," Erik smirks as you grimace.

"Why your backshots be so loud!"

"It's not my fault you gotta fat ass!" He chuckles. "Don't worry about it."

"I'm worrying about it."

"Come here."

He sits in his chair, ass-naked, and you climb on top, bouncing on his sweet veiny girth with heavy clapping from your ass and thighs colliding against him. Instead of ripping your shirt, he shows restraint and unbuttons your blouse button my button, freeing you also from your bra. His hands palm your cheeks letting you do your thing before he begins to thrust, getting deep enough to make you curse him out loud. It's too loud.

"Damn, bring everyone in here," he teases. Your titties bouncing in his face, your hair falling down between them as you lock him in with strong eye contact. "FUCK," he yells, beating you in the volume olympics. You cover his mouth quickly.

"Shut the fuck up... and take this pussy," you whisper, holding your hand over his face as you ride him, slamming downward.

"I'm a nut in you if you keep playing," he mouths when you release his lips, causing you to chuckle.

"Do it," you dare, watching Erik's eyes move from you to behind you.

"Hey," Erik calls. You look back just as the door closes and gasp, whipping your head back to Erik with hurried whispers.

"Who the fuck was that?!"

"I don't know. They cracked the door but didn't come in... Why? You nervous?"

There was no way to know who it was or how much they saw, yet Erik looked even more in the mood to mess around. He really did love public play.

"Erik... Seriously?" You swat him from attaching his lips to your nipple. "This yo job. We can't be getting caught for real at your job!"

"Why not? What they gonna say? It's not like they can prove it if they ain't really see me. Shit's more awkward for them.. Besides, I'll know who it is if anyone looks at us funny." He's genuinely amused, trying to push you down to give him some head.

"You got a bright future... You really wanna get ahead in life."

"I'm not messing with you," you flutter about, collecting your clothes to re-dress.

"No more desperate for dick? I liked that game," he pouts, pausing you as you hook your bra. You pull away to finish, not getting hooked back into his foolishness.

"Thinking with your dick, not even thinking. I gotta think for us both," you mumble, pulling on your heels as he stares good-humoredly.

"Mmm," he purrs, shoving you forward over the desk, pushing your skirt up.

"STOP," you smirk, jerking forward.

"I'll be brief. I swear."

"Erik.. NO! Okay, I'm hungry. It's practically lunchtime. You gonna feed me or not."

He hooks his finger in the seat of your panties with a kiss of his teeth. "I'm trying.."

"Erik! Really? Come on. I'm serious. You're gonna make me get grumpy, and I'm a snap on you. I don't wanna do that."

"Ok, damn..." He sighs, stepping back to redress himself. "Let me send these files, and I'll take you to get something. It might take me just a few minutes."

In the meantime, you stare at him.

"What's up?"

"Just looking," you grin.

"I don't trust that.. You plotting something."

"You know me so well... You never told me what other kinks you got."

"You already stumbled on one before we stopped."

You think back trying to come up with it but draw a blank.

"That was your clue," he says, getting off his computer and putting on his jacket. "Let's go."

"What was it," you press, hanging onto his arm.

"Not telling you."

"Well that's dumb."

He smirks, and you let go of his arm because you know for a fact there are people in the hall. The door isn't that thick. It's like he said, you can tell the ones who know. They look mad awkward, but they don't speak up. He snickers silently, his chest shaking. You want to grab his thick neck, but you gotta wait.

"I feel so alive," he trembles.

"Let's go, let's go," you pat him, feeling impatient to leave. You just saw someone laughing and you're paranoid.

"Who's vanilla now?"

The End

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Dark Magik, Part III

Lani, a teenage witch trapped in the spirit world, must escape and stop her powerful warlock of an ancestor (Erik Stevens) from wreaking havoc.

Tags: Non-con & Light Smut

Having left the home of his descendants, Erik happened upon a black couple laughing together as they exited a black corvette that was nothing he'd ever seen. It was sleek, curvy, and low to the ground like something a Sci-Fi book would conjure. Was it fast? It looked fast.

"Nice wheels. What year is it," he asked, unsure of the modern lingo, but ever dapper.

"Oh, it's a 2020. We got it right in the middle of covid." The guy was eager to talk cars with Erik, but Erik didn't have the time.

"Damn. The 2020s, huh?" He'd been dead since 1963, born at the end of the 1920s. "I see a lot's changed."

He could also see it in their clothing. They were styled in a way that dated him. He looked to be from a different era, which meant he needed a new look, but not until he got out to see more of the town. This wasn't New Orleans where his roots were. It couldn't have been. It didn't look or smell the same. The family had migrated, likely to escape the voodoo culture he was a fixture in.

"What state am I in," he asked the male of the couple.

"You seem like you might be kinda lit, I don't know," he responded, trying to determine if Erik was under the influence.

"The state. Where am I?"

"Oh, Brooklyn."

"New York," his partner corrected.

It was a long way to go. Erik wasn't shocked, just a little disappointed, but the emotion was short-lived.

"Hand me your keys," he reached, receiving them in his hand. All it took was the power of suggestion to enchant the owners. After all, his iwa lived for the trickery. They loved a good finesse. "I'm in need of some adult entertainment, some liquor, and a nice cigar. Any worthwhile suggestions?"

"Idk, but Times Square is the top tourist spot," said the man. "You'll find something."

"Sapphic," the woman interjected. "It's a strip club.. little on the bougie side."

"Interesting.. You folks enjoy your night," Erik dismissed, starting the car. He took a moment to examine the corvette interior, familiarizing himself with the controls before driving off.

Everything was so different. New technology, integration, and the futuristic cityscape had him wandering, taking it all in. There were crowds of people in mixed company, and so much to see that made him hungry to sin. He had vices to feed.

Sapphic was lit clearly for him as if it were ordained for him to be there. On entry, he could only describe it as alluring. There was everything he'd asked for and more, and all it took to obtain whatever he wanted was a simple suggestion. That was the strength of his magic. Anything he wanted was always at his fingertips.

Erik glanced around the club, making eye contact with a deep skinned half-naked dancer on stage with huge breasts covered in glittering stones like a showgirl. He sat an a table next to the stage, ordering a Hurricane from the cocktail waitress.

"I love that zoot suit," she stalled by his table even after taking his order. "The 20s to 40s are my favorite era."

Erik smirked, recognizing game.

"This is my era. I'll take the 2020s any day, but anything you wanna know about back in the day, you just ask your Uncle Erik."

She couldn't have been more than 21, but Erik didn't mind at all. Like he didn't mind that the dancer was on stage with her routine, he used his subtle power of persuasion to disrupt her show and lure her from the stage and onto his lap, planting his hands on her breasts to squeeze. They were grade A plump and soft in his grasp.

"No touching the strippers," security threatened to no avail. Erik always knew what he wanted and never stopped until he got it.

The cocktail waitress brought his drink, standing there in surprise as he drained the glass like it was water and he'd been in a drought. "Another one," he handed the glass back. From the outside, he was building the start of a small harem. He was an attractive guy with a mysterious and confident air. He was a threat to the male ego.

He continued to grope the dancer, reaching into her panties for a feel. There were no more warnings. Security pulled them apart, which pissed Erik off. A 200-something lb Mexican man with pitbull attitude telling him to leave the club didn't scare him. He grabbed for his preference once more, and when Security intervened, Erik hit him in the face, starting a brawl. Erik couldn't be pinned down. He found space to down another Hurricane like an energy drink between hits.

"Been a minute since I beat somebody's ass," Erik grunted, lifting the 200+ lb man over his head and throwing him over the bar, smashing the back mirror. "This is fun."

Security hadn't only blacked out.. He was dead.

"Move on," Erik instructed his audience, basking in his win. "You," he pointed to the cocktail waitress. "Keep the Hurricanes coming."

"You," he pointed the the DJ, "Gimme something with some drums, some bass."

"You," he pointed, walking back to his pick of strippers. "Give me the godliest head that I deserve and then fuck me until your entire body goes numb."

"I'm just a dancer," she said quickly, hands up in defense, "And I'm married."

That didn't mean a damn thing to Erik. "Is he here?" He closed in on her, taking her hand to lead her back to his lap, but she was hesitant.

"Yes, actually, he's a cook here."

"Oh yeah? I don't believe you," Erik teased. "Go get him."

He watched her, amused as she looked back at him, rushing off into the kitchen like she'd make a break for it. She came back with a white man who smelled like meat. Erik wrinkled his nose.

"He don't count. You got another husband back there or is this it?"

"What's this about," the husband asked, defensive in front of his woman.

"Hurricane," the cocktail waitress appeared.

"Thank ya, sweetheart," Erik took a large gulp, setting down the glass and looking back to ol'man. "Well, you sure know to pick'em. You bagged a pretty lil thing," Erik sized him up. "I asked your wife to give me the godliest head followed by sex to rival my ex-wife. She had a realllll wet pussy. I'm tryna see if your wife can compare. She felt like I needed to ask you.

As expected, the man was willing to fight for his wife's honor even knowing he'd lose. Erik didn't beat him, he merely sat him down at a table near the stage.

"Come here lil thang," he gestured for the dancer, using his power. She sat on his lap in a neighboring seat. "Tell me, what's ya name man?"

"Vince," he blurted with no control.

"Vince... What does your wife do in bed that drives you absolutely wild?"

Despite resisting, Vince was forced to comply, and Erik took great humor in his humiliation.

"Go on, Vince... Where does her talent lie? What is it that makes yo toes cuuurl?"

"When she rides reverse cowgirl and has me finish in her mouth," he admitted painfully.

"Well then. That's a lovely recommendation. Young lady, will you do me the honor?" It wasn't a question, and she didn't have a choice. She immediately began riding him, lost in the sweet fantasy Erik gave her. In her mind, she was fucking her husband in the safety and privacy of her home. In reality, she was fuckin the shit out of Erik in the open. It was a special sort of hypnosis Erik had learned. It was quick and subtle but extremely efficient. She was bouncing off of his bare dick, covering it in her essence as Erik held onto her for her own balance.

"You were right," Erik bragged. "Your wife can really ride a dick. I can feel her pussy gripping me warmly like a catcher's mit. Look at my dick disappearing in that pussy, sliding into home. Open your eyes and have a look. That good black pussy sliding down this big black dick? You could never please a pussy like this. You see that pussy opening up on my dick? It's because you don't be getting in there right to hit all the jazzy spots. Look at it. You should see it. You ever seen your wife this wet? You see all that creamy residue left behind?"

Vince looked sick to his stomach, but Erik wasn't done torturing him. He nutted in her and smiled at Vince's pain.

"That's a full negro baby in ya lil lady like it should be... Let me do you the honor now," Erik threw his head back, glowing in his nut. "You tell her to clean it off... Come on," he sat back up. "Don't leave me hanging!"

Vince fought as hard as possible against the hypnosis but couldn't resist. On his command, his wife sucked Erik off, locked in her own fantasy world. Erik busted once more in her mouth and relaxed himself to enjoy the afterglow.

"I'm tired of looking at you. Walk into the road and stand there until you get hit," he ordered, dismissing him. He released the stripper from her fantasy, watching her face change to shock and embarrassment as she quickly removed herself from him. Erik caught her arm. "Serve me now. Only me."

She looked around, the look on her face frightened. All around her, people were trapped by his whims, told to basically mind their business and shut up.

"Where's Vince," she asked. Erik rolled his eyes, tired of Vince.

"Come on, it's time to move. Don't nobody care about your husband. He dead."

The woman became so unbearable about it, in grief and anger, Erik had to put her under once more.

"There you go. You're so much better when you shut the fuck up. Peck me a kiss," he pointed to his cheek, jumping up when she happily did so. "Alright!"

He moved to the gambling tables, talking shit in good humor, ignoring the fearful side-eyes as he clapped the man beside him on the back.

"Sup, brotha... I gotta have some chips to start with," he scooped the man's chips. "Cuz I'm betting it all on black!"

All night, he gambled for glory, drinking with a harem of four women surrounding him and doing shots. He'd been drinking liquor out of every nook and cranny on their lithe bodies, and he didn't even have to hyponotize them all. It only built his ego. They hung around his neck and shoulders, decorating him like a fur and and when the club closed at 4, they were each ready and willing to go anywhere he went. He had all the money.

Erik had them lead him to the finest hotel, and he was pleasantly surprised by the quality. It was so rich that he felt like he belonged. He let them negotiate the presidential suite while he paid and went up with them in the elevator. He lived for the envy on other men's faces and flaunted his women with his arms around them.

Once in his suite, he indulged in the views. He had amenities at his fingertips and how he'd missed baths and showers with women. There was no way Erik wouldn't live in luxury if he were only alive for a day. He crossed his ankles, naked and glistening on the bed having been rubbed down in oil by his women who were enjoying the room, room service, and watching him watch television. This wasn't the Lone Ranger or black and white tv, it was Escaping Polygamy and I Killed My BFF.

Erik was enthralled, focused on the show more than the building number of women in his bed. They were burying him in the heat of their nude bodies, taking turns riding him raw. Anything for the cash. On commercial breaks, Erik rolled over, taking turns breaking their backs. They were insatiable. Even the recent widow was getting her back beat in.

Then the day broke. Erik was still enraptured in TV while the women were fast asleep on him. When his show was over, he carefully peeled himself from the jenga cube arrangement of women and took a leak, looking in the mirror. He missed seeing his own reflection.

He missed causing chaos.

His features darkened with mischief.

In fervent prayer, he called upon the spirits within himself, summoning them as he watched his reflection, the white of his eyes going full black. The spirits heard his foreign chanting and quiet singing. He tip-toed to the bed of sleeping women, his words increasing in ferver as shadows danced and leaped mischievously on the walls, fencing the women in.

"DO YOU BELIEVE," Erik yelled, beating his chest rhythmically as they woke fearfully. His eyes were pure black, and shadows swirled around them, demonic faces appearing right before their eyes. "DO YOU BELIEVE THAT SPIRITS CAN ENTER YOUR BODIES?! LET THEM IN!"

They could hear the skittering. The scratching and the whispers grew louder and closer. The women began to seize, jerk, and shake uncontrollably, eyes rolling back in their sockets. A couple fell and rolled to the ground. One sizzled on her belly in a fit of foreign chanting. Their bodies were no longer their own.

For the past few hours, random spirits who bled through Lani's rip in the veil had been searching for bodies to inhabit. Some were deranged and murderous. Some were skilled in trickery and deception. Some were vengeful spirits looking for a way back to the human world. Erik couldn't pass on the allure of giving them a hand for the sake of his own whims. He'd already used the women.

"Lead me someplace worthwhile," Erik demanded. One thing about Erik was that he had the tendency to lean into darkness. If there was trouble to get into, he'd surely find it. "And clean yourselves up. Your bodies look like shit."

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part one

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Princess Malaika of Azania was the lucky woman of the night to peak N’Jadaka’s interest. The bold, cobalt blue color of her evening gown complimented her smooth, buttery sepia skin that Erik got a peek of due to the structure of her dress being strapless and the high slit that ended just at the beginning of the curve of her hip. With her alluring, dark brown eyes and her rosy colored full lips, N’Jadaka leaned into the feelings that he experienced. N’Jadaka had cut off any unnecessary relations with women that he didn’t see lasting but a few weeks, but he seemed to want to have Malaika in his life for more than just fourteen days. Most would be scared to be feeling this way only after just meeting someone but N’Jadaka had no room for fear. With life, you live, and you learn and right now, Prince N’Jadaka wanted to learn more about her. N’Jadaka extended his hand toward her and with a look of question, Malaika placed her jewlery decorated hand in his. N’Jadaka brought the back of her hands to his lips to give a small peck.

“Nice to meet you.” His deep, distinct voice flowed over her ears.

Sure it was an act of traditional chivalry but he didn’t let the flirtatious tone of his voice go unnoticed by her.  As he spoke, Malaika got a glimpse of her strikingly perfect, white teeth that seemed to be accented with gold on his lower canines. N’Jadaka dropped their hands between them, still holding them while his eyes shined with interest and were stuck on her and her only. Malaika was undoubtedly taken aback by his display of straightforward attraction. In her home country, the men she encountered that were sent to court her were weak in their attempts to woo her and to add insult to injury, she didn’t find any of them attractive and able to meet her standards that she had for her partner. From what she could sense, N’Jadaka was one of regalness and authority. He wasn’t one to play around and would go after what he wanted. From the way he’s gazing at her, it appeared that he wanted her. After being forced to attend the Royal Wakandan Gala, Malaika finally felt her trip here wasn’t in vain. Prince N’Jadaka was extremely pleasing to her eyes and the feeling that surrounded them was becoming mutual. Especially while he was in his traditional royal attire. 

“Follow me.” 

Any one would call Malaika crazy for doing as he said despite only having just met him but his aura made her feel safe. Hand in hand, Erik guided Malaika through the halls of the royal palace until they took an elevator to a separate quarters that Malaika guessed was his own. Erik led her through his bedroom and out to his balcony. Over the ledge, was an exceptional view of the Wakandan city, all lit up and lively.

“This is gorgeous.” Malaika stated, placing both of her hands on the metal ledge of the balcony. She gazed out at the view, in such awe, that she didn’t notice Erik leave out back into his bedroom to retrieve a bottle of Wakandan liquor and two glasses out of his mini-bar he had in the corner of his room. Erik returned to see Malaika still entranced with the view of the city. It wasn’t until she heard the clanking of the glasses and the bottle being set onto the small table he had on his balcony, that she turned to see Erik, now stripped out of his dress jacket, taking a seat in one of the two lounge chairs that he had set up on his balcony.

“How did you know this was my favorite?” Malaika asked jokingly as she took the seat that was beside him.

With a smirk, Erik twisted open the bottle and poured him and Malaika equal amounts. “I just knew you had taste.” Erik handed her one of the glasses and they clinked them together before taking a quick sip.

 Erik and Malaika sat in a comfortable silence, drinking from their glasses and soaking in the serene feeling of the warm breeze brushing against their faces and the far away sounds of the gala that was still happening. Erik and Malaika shared a conversation while splitting the contents of the liuor between them. It wasn’t long before the effects of the drinks took over their bodies but it wasn’t unbearable. After her fourth shot, Malaika decided to stand and walk back over to the balcony’s rail. Malaika breathed to regulate her body for a moment.

“Your country is beautiful, N’Jadaka.” Malaika stated again. 

Soon, Malaika sensed him come over and settle beside her. Her senses took him in. Turning her head, she looked into those pools of rich chocolate brown. Her gaze traveled all over his unique, handsome face. She could hear the pattern of his breathing. His masculine scent wafted through her nasal passage. She could still taste the aftermath of all that they drank and she yearned to learn if lips had the evidence of their time together on them. Her skin produced goosebumps from the touch of hand that caressed the skin on her arm gently.

“I could say the same about you.” He replied.

Malaika chuckled. “I’ve heard that one before.”

“That may be true,” Erik’s hands eased its way to her waist, turning her to face him, “but you wanna know why it’s different coming from me?”

“Why?” Malaika’s almond shaped eyes lowered with increasing longing.

Erik brushes her hair out of her face, traces her cheek, to her jawline, then cupping her chin. “ I can show you.” He answered, bringing his face closer to hers.

There was no room for overthinking at this moment. The liquor mixed with the already existing attraction that Erik and Malaika held resulted in their lips ending upon each other. Malaika and Erik were both granted a part of their wishes for tonight. Their lips moved in a slow tandem as they both savored the moment. Malaika took his bottom lip between her teeth, and it ignited a low growl from Erik that started a heat throughout her body that only he could put out. Malaika took it further, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Erik moved his hands to her ass, gripping it with dominance. Malaika and Erik were on their way to giving the skyline an explicit show, but this moment was best to be continued within the confines of Erik’s lavish bedroom.

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Headcannon: Spooky Szn with Edward Cullen

Edward knew that Halloween was your favorite day, and October was your favorite month without you telling him because as soon as September 28th hit, you came alive.

He's been watching the movies you put on and listening to the music even though he's seen and heard it all before, and most of it he doesn’t like. In fact, it's terrible.

But he enjoys your general high spirit and tries his best not to ruin it.

He recommends you older things you've never seen/heard, like this 1940s French play by Jean-Paul Sarte called No Exit where three characters trapped in Hell together find that "Hell is other people."

He takes you to Fright Nights, haunted hayrides, and anywhere else you express an interest in going.

He brings his family along since they consider you family as well.

He's hyper-vigilant and protective, consistently scanning the thoughts of the crowds, employees, and passersby to protect his family and you.

Takes you trick-or-treating.

If you complain of being too old for it, he reminds you of HIS actual age.

"You're never too old to have fun on Halloween."

Encourages you to wear a costume because it's hilarious, but also very cute.

It's a game, figuring out the pop culture references in the other costumes.

He's entertained by the little fake vampire children.

"It's a wonder the Volturi doesn't try to toss them in a bonfire."

He doesn't care about collecting candy, but carries an orange plastic pumpkin and goes door to door collecting with you because he's giving his share to you and maybe a kid who's having a hard time.

He's proud of you when you share your candy spoils with children.

Needs to get you home at a responsible hour so that you're safe from drunken shenanigans and ill-meaning people. You also deserve proper rest.

Secretly hopes you'll invite him to stay the night so he can sit up with you then watch you sleep.

Puts your bonnet back on you as you sleep and fixes your positioning so you breathe easier and sleep better.

He welcomes you into November with a healthy breakfast and candy on the side.

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Hey loves, I promise I have not abandoned you. Life’s been lifing, writing is still a big priority for me. I can’t come to y’all with a whack chapter. Love you all! 💕

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Hey loves, I promise I have not abandoned you. Life’s been lifing, writing is still a big priority for me. I can’t come to y’all with a whack chapter. Love you all! 💕

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Hi!

I'm dropping Kinktober/Spooky SZN fics this October!!! Let me know if you would like to be tagged for some reads.

This is who I have:

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-heavy breathing on your phone- Do you like scary stories?

It's SP00KY SZN and your bestie Hearteyes has come bearing gifts for all you black cats and changelings.✨️

What is it, you ask? Why it's a comp of all scary fiction, old and new. With love and HORROR from me to you.✨️

Wanna know who I'm looking at? Don't turn around.

ADULT ONLY 21+

Verboten Passion Chris Evans/Cult

Blindfold Me Erik/Helplessness/Kink

Howl T'Challa/Werewolf

Daddy and the Void Erik/Demon

American Horror Story Erik/Phobia/OC

Puppet Master Erik/Venom

Crossroads Erik/Demon

Stray Cargo Erik/Shapeshifter

Killing Booth Erik/Victim/Witch

The Cries of Scarlett Grass Erik/Antebellum Period/Witch

Hips'n'Thighed Odell Beckham Jr/Hypnosis

Boo's Dollhouse A lot of characters! Yahya/Trevante/Brothel

All Mine Erik/Kidnapping

RATED E

Date with a Vegan Trevante Rhodes/Vampire/Theme Park

Midnight Society Graveyard/Campfire

Held Up Erik/Robbery/At Night

Scooby Doo Where Are You Erik/Mystery Squad/Crossover

What's Your Phobia Phobias

Jupiter Brain Snare Winston Duke/Lupita Nyong'o/Plant Hypnosis

Keep checking back! I'll be adding fics here all SP00KY SZN!

Original Masterlist HERE

Bonus:

Autumn Bae Dress Up Game

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