Guilty Fantasies


Charlie wasn't here, he was work, again. I don't know when he'll stop working longer shifts, but I hope they don't stop.

I wasn't sleepy, and... I wanted Mike so badly, it made my pussy hurt so fucking bad. Yes, I have started cursing - I have found out in my dreams the Mike likes it when I talk dirty. "Oh fuck!" I was also naked.

Currently, I was laying on my bed, thursting my fingers as far as into myself as I could, "Oh fuck." I moaned, throwing my head back in pleasure. I need Mike right here, down my pussy, thursting his wonderful fingers into my pussy, tasting my juices.

I screamed as his a certain spot, "Fuck!"

"Having a good time, you little whore?" I heard all too familiar voice from the door.

I shot my head up eagerly, was he really here? My eyes met Mike's blue one, and then I looked down, roaming his naked body hungrily - when my eyes landed on his dick, I saw that he was pinching the top of his dick. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Fuck." I groan, eyes on his big dick.

He walked over to me and climbed onto bed with me. I stared at him hungrily, waiting for him to do something. I was wondering what he was going to do next since he hadn't done anything. Then, to my delight - he shoved two of his wonderful fingers into me, "Do you like that?" He whispered in my ear - lust evident in his voice.

"Mm... yes." I said, placing my hands on top of his broad shoulders. He leaned down and placed a bite on my shoulder.

"How about that." His voice was muffled.

I couldn't take it anymore, I needed him inside me, now. "Dick. NOW." I demanded huskily.

He smirked at me, "Get on all fours, and I will fuck you like the little slut that you are." I did as I was told, settling myself into my bed, and getting onto all fours, waiting for him to enter me. He slapped my ass - me groaning.

"You like that, don't you? You're such a slut... so much tighter than any other girl I've ever been with..." He muttered. He's been with other girls? I had another feeling floating in me, aside from lust, desire and all that... jealousy. Was I really jealous? "Little slut. You like it when I pound you into the bed, don't you?"

I merely whimpered, causing him to slap my ass again. "Answer me you little whore. Answer daddy." He said gruffly. Somehow, I loved it when he acted like this - all dominant and whatnot.

"Yes daddy." I responded

"I know that you can do better than that. Tell daddy how much you love it he when he pounds you into the bed." I let out a light moan as he walked, "Tell me." He said, pulling my hair.

"I love with when you pound my tight little pussy with your big dick. I can't believe that I've waited this long. I've always thought about what it would be like to have you pound into me." I said, looking at him.

"Well now you know you little whore. Everyone thinks that you're such a good girl, but they don't know." He said, finally releasing into me. "You did good slut. I might let you join in with another girl and I next time that I decide to pound someone into oblivion." He said, getting out of my bed and leaving the room.

But before he left, my jealousy spoke, "No, you're mine, and mine only. You only fuck me."

His head appeared on my door, a small smile on his face. When I saw his blue eyes, they weren't lustfull, full of desire or anything like that at all - no, they were somehow happy, yet possessive. They made my heart bubble. "And you're mine's."

He left then. I wasn't satisfied, it all went too fast for my own taste. I groaned and leaned to my side, closing my eyes.


When I woke up, I was disappointed. This dream was a bit too quick, but nonetheless, it was something, right? I got out of bed and stretched, feeling something dripping down my leg.

Confused, I went towards the restroom, switching on the lights, and pulling down my pants.

I saw my juice running down my pussy, and I moaned. Mike should be here, licking it... oh fuck.

I stuck two fingers into my pussy, thursting them into my pussy, much like in my dream. I played with my clit, pinching it... that's until I heard a car pull in.

"Charlie's home." I muttered, quickly taking my fingers out and pulling my pants up.

Not much fun alone - that's something I figured out.

Maybe I should just cook Charlie something, and then go to sleep? Yeah.

Fuck, I better hurry, I'm horny, for Mike.


A/N: Yeah, it's short :P

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