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The morning sun had barely creased the horizon. Sneha’s fingers danced across her phone, sending a provocative text to John. ‘Hi, Daddy,’ she typed, her heart racing with anticipation. She knew John would appreciate her initiative.
She was eager to continue their secret affair, exploring the depths of her submissive desires. Attached to the message, she included four tantalizing pictures. Each showcases a different lacy innerwear set—a black bra and thong, a red corset, a sheer white lingerie, and a daring leather bustier.
It was Monday, and Sneha intended to start the week with a bang. John, still groggy from sleep, was instantly awakened by Sneha’s message. His eyes widened as he scrolled through the photos, each one more tantalizing than the last.
He couldn’t help but admire her boldness and the way she embraced her sexuality. John had never met anyone like Sneha. He was more than happy to play the role of her dominant partner. He quickly replied, choosing the leather bustier, knowing it would make her feel powerful and sexy.
“Wear the leather, my little vixen. Can’t wait to see you in it,” he texted back, his fingers trembling with excitement. Sneha grinned as she read John’s response, feeling a thrill of excitement rush through her body. She loved how he encouraged her to embrace her wild side.
Getting ready for college, she slipped into the chosen lingerie. The leather hugged her curves and made her feel deliciously naughty. She paired it with a conservative white shirt and a pleated skirt. Ensuring that her outfit maintained an air of innocence, at least on the surface.
As the day progressed, Sneha couldn’t focus on her classes. Her mind wandered to the afternoon when she would meet John during library hour. The anticipation of their encounter made her feel alive, every nerve ending tingling with excitement.
When the clock finally struck noon, she made her way to the principal’s office. Her heart pounding in her chest. Sneha knocked softly on John’s door. Her knuckles barely made a sound.
The door opened, and there he stood, tall and commanding. His eyes darkened with desire as he took in her appearance. “Sneha,” he growled, his voice deep and husky. “You look stunning. Come in, my pet.”
She stepped into the room, her eyes adjusting to the dimly lit space. The principal’s office, usually a place of authority and discipline, now held a different kind of power. The power of unbridled passion and forbidden pleasure. John closed the door, locking it behind her, ensuring their privacy.
“Kneel,” he commanded, his voice laced with authority. Sneha’s knees weakened at the sound of his voice. She obeyed without hesitation, dropping to her knees before him. John’s eyes raked over her body, taking in the way the leather hugged her breasts and emphasized her slender waist.
“You’re a naughty girl, Sneha,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear as he leaned down. “Teasing me with these photos and then showing up dressed like this. You know what this makes me want to do to you?”
His hand trailed down her neck, caressing her collarbone, and then lower until he cupped her breast through the leather.
Sneha moaned softly, her body already responding to his touch. “Please, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice breathy and full of need. “I want you so much.”
John chuckled, a deep, sensual sound that sent shivers down her spine. “Oh, I know you do, my little slut. But first, I want to taste you.” He gently pushed her shoulders, guiding her to the floor. She obediently lay back, spreading her legs in silent invitation.
John’s eyes gleamed with desire as he positioned himself between her thighs. He admired her smooth skin, the curve of her hips, and the tantalizing glimpse of her lace panties.
With deliberate slowness, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties. He slid them down her legs, exposing her glistening pussy.
“So wet already,” he murmured, his fingers brushing against her sensitive folds. “You’ve been thinking about this all morning, haven’t you?”
Sneha whimpered, her body arching towards his touch. “Yes, Daddy. I’ve been dreaming of your touch, your mouth…”
John leaned down, his breath warm against her moist heat. He blew gently, making her shiver, and then he plunged his tongue into her depths, tasting her sweetness.
Sneha gasped, her fingers gripping the carpet as he licked and sucked, driving her wild with pleasure. His tongue flicked her clit, sending shocks of delight through her body, and she bucked against his mouth, pleading for more.
“Oh, Daddy, yes! Right there!” she cried out, her voice hoarse with desire.
John obliged, his mouth working feverishly, his tongue and fingers bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Sneha’s body trembled, her orgasm building to an explosive peak. Just as she was about to climax, John pulled away, leaving her gasping and wanting.
“Not yet, my pet,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with his desire. “I want to taste all of you.”
He helped her up and turned her around, positioning her hands on the desk for support. Sneha’s breath caught in her throat. She felt his hands on her waist, gently pulling down her skirt and the leather bustier, exposing her bare ass.
“Such a beautiful sight,” he murmured, running his hands over her smooth cheeks. “I’ve been dreaming of this, Sneha. Of having you like this, all mine.”
She shivered at his words, her body on fire with anticipation. John’s hands roamed freely, caressing her curves, his touch both gentle and possessive. He leaned forward, his hot breath tickling her ear as he whispered, “Do you want my cock, Sneha? Do you want me to fuck that tight ass of yours?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed, her voice a mixture of desire and desperation. “Please, I need you inside me.”
John reached for the lube, coating his fingers generously before returning to her. He teased her entrance, circling her anus with his slick fingers, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Sneha moaned, pushing back against his hand, urging him to take her.
“Patience, my little vixen,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “I want to make this last.”
He slowly pushed one finger inside her, eliciting a gasp from Sneha as he stretched her tight hole. With gentle strokes, he prepared her, adding a second finger and then a third, scissoring them to accommodate his girth.
Sneha’s body burned with need, her ass clenching around his fingers, her pussy dripping with arousal.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged, her voice hoarse. “I need you now.”
John couldn’t resist her any longer. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with need. With one smooth thrust, he penetrated her, filling her ass with his length. Sneha cried out, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, as he began to move, slowly at first but soon picking up a relentless pace.
“That’s it, take it, my pet,” he growled, his hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements. “You’re so tight, so fucking perfect.”
Sneha moaned, her body adjusting to the sensations, the pain melting into pleasure as John’s cock hit all the right spots. He pounded into her, his thrusts deep and powerful, his breath hot against her neck.
Sneha’s fingers dug into the desk, her knuckles turning white. She rode the waves of pleasure, each thrust sending sparks of delight through her body.
“Oh, Daddy, yes! Fuck me harder!” she cried out, her voice laced with desperation.
John obliged, his primal instincts taking over. He slammed into her, his hips meeting hers with a rhythmic, primal force. Sneha’s body trembled, her ass clenching around his cock, her pussy pulsating with need.
She was close, so close to the edge. John could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening with each thrust.
“Cum for me, Sneha,” he growled, his voice raw. “Let me feel that tight ass milk my cock.”
His words were like a trigger, pushing her over the edge. Sneha’s body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her, and she screamed, her voice echoing in the room.
John felt her ass clench around him, milking his cock. With a final, powerful thrust, he surrendered to his release, filling her with his hot cum.
They collapsed onto the floor, their bodies intertwined, both breathing heavily, satisfied and exhausted. Sneha turned to face him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I think I’m going to enjoy being your naughty little student, Daddy,” she whispered, planting a soft kiss on his lips.
John smiled, his eyes dark with desire. “And I’m going to enjoy teaching you all the lessons you crave, my pet.”
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