Dirty Pleasures

Dirty Pleasures

Kate Granada

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Val loses his virginity at the age of fifteen by his homeroom teacher. After that incident, his obsession with women's moans and orgasms became his dirty pleasures. A series of steamy scenes about Val's sexual obsession. Mature Content!

Dirty Pleasures Chapter 1 My Maid

"Oh, fuck, don't stop, sir!" Ara cries in pleasure as Val digs inside her cunt with his huge hardness.

Val POV

I came home late from my business trip when I saw Ara, the youngest maid in my mansion sweeping off the dust on the floor. Her huge butt made me feel hard as she wiggles it in front of me.

"Gotcha!" she screams as I cupped and squeezed her big butt.

"Holy shit! Sir, what are you doing?" She asked me when she almost jumps with my sudden arrival and foolish act.

I'm in need now and it's her fault to tease me this early morning.

I lean closer placing my hands inside her blouse and slowly massage her huge breast and I bet she loves it too because it's hard at the center.

"I'll wait for you upstairs in five minutes" I whispered in her ears and lick her face.

I heard Ara slows her breathing like she couldn't control her body too. The way I tease her made her go crazy, I bet. I saw her face reddened like a cherry.

"Yes, sir!" her soft voice stuttered and I'm becoming turned on to hear it.

I climb upstairs to take a shower while waiting for Ara.

I have four maids in my house. Freya is more mature and dominant. She's thirty years of age and still single. Laura, the single mom who always made me feel excited when she was the one doing the lead. She's twenty-five years old. Eden, the college student who always longing for my kiss. She's wild and addictive at sex. She's twenty. Last but not the least, my favorite Ara, she's only seventeen. She's an orphan and I took her.

The cold water streaming on my naked body made me feel calm but when I heard creaking sounds coming from my door, I saw my hard thing down there. I let my bathroom door open. In my peripheral vision, I saw Ara wearing her sexy maid apron, take note, only her apron was covering her nudity.

I close my eyes and bit my lower lips to see her in that outfit.

"Fuck, you're such a teaser Ara and I love that!" I said while waiting for her to sit on my lap.

I sat in the toilet bowl with my naked wet body when I forcibly grab Ara's waist and took her in my lap. My hard thing in between my legs suddenly rises to search for her wet cunt.

"Hmmm, you're hard now, sir!" She said softly while grabbing my head with her hands.

My face buried to her chest. They're huge and fluffy. My tongue went out to search for her nipples and when I found them, I take over everything with my mouth, sucking it like a hungry newborn baby.

She moans in pleasure as I sucked harder and faster.

"Oh, you're so good, sir!" She exclaimed while my hardness almost feels her wetness down there.

My hands pulled her legs upward to see her glory hole and my hardness thrust it inside her.

"Shit!" I groaned in ecstasy as I went deeper and faster.

She clasped my head while my lips were busy sucking her breast. I saw her biting her lower lip to hold her loud voice for her whimper. She closes her eyes while her head covers my face.

I took her out from my lap and turned her to face the wall.

"Bend above the bowl, baby" I ordered her and she was so fast to follow me.

She bends her legs in a kneeling position while her hands were holding the flash area to balance her weight. I cupped her butt and shove it against my hardness.

"Ahhh!" She screams as I began to thrust my thing on her wetness.

Her legs trembled every time I keep pounding her from behind.

" Do you like it?" I lick her ears while I'm busy fucking her.

"Yes, sir, please deeper!" She begs for my cock to dig into her core deeper.

My hands were cupping her breast under. I had no idea why I can't cum early. My things get harder and harder but I'm not still in my orgasms.

I changed our position.

"Lay down on the floor!" I told Ara and she's a good girl as always.

She sat on the floor and slowly went her body down touching her back against it.

I crouched down and lifted her legs holding them with my hands.

"Spread them for me, dear!" I told her like a doll and she nods her head.

She spread them and in just seconds, I inserted my huge thing inside her. She's very wet at her young age. Having sex with her in heaven. I feel alive and satisfied.

"Fuck, you're still tight, Ara!" I said while thrusting my cock inside her.

The tip of my thing swells like he wants more from her. I went deeper and deeper until I hear her loud moans echoed inside the mansion.

"I'm gonna cum, dear! Fuck!" I said making my motion faster.

I could feel the tightness of her flesh choking my thing.

"I think, me too!" She uttered and this made me move faster and deeper.

I'm almost on the brink of my orgasm when we heard a sudden knock on my door.

"Fuck! Who is that?" I yelled to whoever cut off my sex experience at Ara.

I'm almost there. We are.

I took a deep sigh.

"Get up! Clean yourself!" I told her and she quickly stood up and I went out from the bathroom to check who was it.

"Freya? What?" I'm so angry at her right now.

I saw her fidgeting her hair while teasing me with her eyes. She walked closer and I was surprised when she placed her hands on my bulge. She massages it and crouches down to lick the tip of it.

"Fuck!" The only word I said when her mouth devours my whole thing to make me cum.

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