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It had only been a couple of hours since Georgia dropped me off. Only a few hours since we fucked in her backseat in a packed car park, only a few hours since we had fucked in her place of work, throwing all caution to the wind.

She had turned my day, my life upside down in the span of eight hours and I wasn’t even fully sure she knew my name!

Did she even know me? Did she care? Sighing deeply as I stared up at my ceiling I pondered and even heavier question; Did these questions even matter?

In one breath I felt so used, like a sex toy discarded but in the next, I felt elated and light. Like she saw me for me. She was ‘simple yet confusing’ as one of her emo tracks had said as we drove home.

She would speak so dryly as if bored one minute then kiss me passionately and ask what I wanted for dinner the next.

My mind was all consumed with her; her voice, her body, her smile. I felt my heart race with excitement and my dick firm with anticipation.

As if coming down from a drug high I felt my cravings kick in. I desired her, longed for her.

I needed her.

I needed her in every sense of the word; to hear her dreams, to see her laugh, to feel her lips against mine. To feel the heat of her pussy and the way she wrapped her body around mine as she came.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

The sound startling me from my daze I heard my mother call from downstairs;

“Nathan? Can you get the door sweetie.”

Running down the hall, I approached the heavy wooden door wearily, who could be coming around at this hour?

Opening the door my mouth dropped to the floor. In my stunned stupor Georgia pushed passed me, entering my house with a bratty authority.

Dressed in big black boots, fishnets and an ever so short pleated skirt she looked around my parents home. Crosses and religious iconography adorning every wall and empty space.

Hurriedly I pulled her down out of the doorway.

“Your parents sure do have a theme going on here.” She said jokingly, gesturing toward the wall, her corset pushing her boobs together like the moons of Jupiter.

As per usual she was sporting an all black get up, but this one was more erotic, more…inviting. With a bite of her lip and a gentle caress of my arm she asked;

“How do you like my outfit Daddy?”

Covering her mouth in a panic, her eyes lit up. Beckoning her to shhh I heard my mother call:

“Who was at the door honey?”

Looking to Georgia she pushed her boobs together, the nipples millimetres from bursting into view.

Grabbing her arm I silently led her down the hall to my room, calling out to my mother as Georgia rubbed my cock through my pants;

“Nobody mum. It was nobody.”

As the door closed her grin widened, to almost an eerie smirk. My cock was as hard as a diamond, the kind I longed to give her on a necklace or ring.

I wanted to ravish her, to make her crave nothing but me, but the walls were thin and my parents heard all.

I placed my hands in hers, raising them up as her lustful eyes met mine;

“We can’t be here.”

Leaning in, her perfume and natural musk equally intoxicating, she leaned in and said through breathy tones;

“Why not?”

Stuttering and simply falling over my words as she lightly ran her hands up and down the length or my back, her eyes never leaving mine. She made my knees weak but this, this was too risky.

We had nearly been caught at her workplace and again in the parked car park but here we were all but certain to be caught red handed.

I was petrified of her leaving but even more so of getting caught…but if that were true, I thought to myself honestly, then why was I getting even harder?

“I..I’m serious.” I said with almost no resolve.

“Okay okay—“ she began, her voice defeated and low. “I’ll leave…if you can guess the lie out of two truths and a lie.” She said, her voice ever so tempting, so inviting.

Unable to resist her siren charm I asked; “okay.”

Pushing away from me she put out her hands, raising her index finger:

“1. I’m wearing something special for you. 2. I’m wearing lacy black crotch less underwear. 3. I’ve edged myself five times since I last saw you.”

My brain was mush and my cock was an ever rising pylon, the firmness almost painful. Each of the options has my head spinning and my heart palpating.

She must’ve known how wild this would make me, especially the last one. Had she really been that hungry, that horny for me? Fuck. I felt myself drip a sink’s worth of precum into my underwear. I was soaked through.

Breathing deeply I made my choice;

“3. You didn’t edge that many times.”

Suddenly, with a burst of strength and unrivalled passion she grabbed me, spinning me now, she slammed me into my wall, pressing her nose against mine; her lips inches away.

Her hot breath fell over me like fog over a mountainside. Feeling as though I’d tear through my pants at any moment she leaned in even closer, her soft lips nibbling on my earlobe.

My cock was a faucet of precum, my brain a whirlwind of lust as she whispered softly;

“Wrong. #2 was the lie because…I’m not wearing any panties…”

Planting a fierce, passionate kiss on me, we concealed each other in our long warm arms, making out with reckless abandon. Through closed eyes and opened hearts I felt her tear my top away as I began tugging the cords to her corset, freeing her bountiful breasts. S

pilling forth, she stood back slightly, jiggling them in my face.

Like a primal beast I pushed her to my bed, her feminine figure landing like a dove as her short skirt flicked up. Spreading her legs, her dripping wet pussy called out to me, Georgia’s fingers gesturing in a ‘come hither’ motion for me to claim my prize.

I dove to my knees, slamming my readily awaiting face into her warm elegance. Her musk was tantalising, her taste transcendent.

I lapped up her beautiful taste like a dehydrated dog, as I worked my way slowly away from her vagina and up to her clit.

Batting it around with my slobbery tongue she writhed and wriggled with pleasure, her moans unable to be controlled.

Almost instinctively she bellowed a cry of pleasure before slamming her hand over her mouth as I continued to lick.

Muffled now she screeched with ecstasy, her legs closing around my head like a vice. Her hand shortly followed, finding its way to the top of my head.

Grabbing a handful of hair she pushed me hard against her, my nose and mouth covered by her radiance. Unable to breathe I licked harder and faster, her moans causing me to do the same.

I couldn’t help but let one out, feeling the sound echo into her skin as I felt her push me even harder against her, her back now arching.

“Oh fuck oh fuck.” She said her pitch rising fast.

Before I could continue she ripped at my hair, throwing me away. Shocked, my mouth dripping with her liquid I gasped a breath of much needed air as she forced her legs open with her hands, her fishnets and boots still on.

Seeing my invitation I climbed onto the bed, sliding in. Like a waterpark I flew into her love tunnel with ease and speed, another unison moan leaving both our mouths.

Pulling at her fishnets to hold her I stroked fast, speeding up as her black eye-shadowed eyelids closed, her mouth agape.

Fucking her with a sexual rage I thought about how I wanted to implant myself. To make her brain crave me on a dopamine level.

Her fuckboy, her boyfriend, her secret paramour I didn’t care about the term, so long as it was simply me & her, our bodies mashed together in a symphony of sex.

Practically slamming myself against her, I buried my thick veiny cock deep into her, her mouth now covered with both hands as happy tears rolled down her eyes.

With those very same eyes she gestured down to her cunt, seeing now that, as her legs were lifted high that she had a silver buttplug with a black heart adorning the flared base in her ass.

Through pants of pleasure, almost unable to catch the words she said; “That’s what I wore for you; I’m your little dollar store whore.”

Ugh fuck. The way she degraded herself had my brain, heart and cock all equally elated.

Gripping her hips I felt the orgasm on the verge. Her words and the visual of her buttplug pushing me to the top of pleasure mountain once again; her tight immaculate pussy forcing me off.

Feeling my legs tense and all my veins contract my mouth opened ready to release a deep, window-shattering moan as I felt the semen shoot from my dick. Suddenly I felt her hands slam around my mouth.

With wide eyes as my seed shot up into her warm inviting cunt, I screamed into her soft hands, my cries muffled from earshot.

Pulse after pulse of body shaking pleasure rolled across me, another surprise cumshot being buried deep within her. The sensational feelings almost too much to bare.

My nerves were fried and my senses failing. If not for her hands clasping my mouth shut I may have passed out.

Feeling the pleasure turn rapidly to frantic overstimulation I pulled out of her pleasure cave and stood above her, trying desperately to soak her in.

She was like an artwork you couldn’t take in all at once or a sunset that was just too bright to see. Of course I lusted for her, that much was for certain but now as I watched my heart tightened; was it something more?

She panted hard, taking her time to recover as she ran a sexy slender hand down her body.

Taking a lone black nail polished fingertip she curled her finger into to her pussy to retrieve a taste of her and I.

Now licking her sticky finger clean she stood upright in a snap, adjusting her hair and corset.

Standing upright, her demeanour changing almost immediately, she left my room with a quick stride. She didn’t even wait for me to pull my pants up.

Chasing after her I felt the twinge of sadness enter my mind again; she didn’t know me and didn’t care to. She simply didn’t care.

Opening the front door herself, her image an utter gothic mess she pulled a note from her corset, from a pocket I hadn’t seen.

The door closed as I opened the crunched up note. The note was a calendar with certain days of the week circled with crudely, yet cutesie black hearts.

It was her roster.

My heart almost leapt from my chest as I read the quickly scribbled sentence below. In black pen the note read;

“Nathan, I may be a casual employee but I want to be yours full time xx.”

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