The door to his room was slightly ajar, just enough to see the sliver of his back, the way his muscles flexed as he stretched on the bed. The shirt I wore barely covered my ass now, the thong stretched tight over my pussy, the lace rubbing against my clit with every step. The plug was fully visible now, the silicone glistening slightly, the base peeking out from beneath the fabric. I pushed the door open with my hip, letting it swing wide.

He froze, his head turning slowly, his eyes widening as they raked over me. His cock, already half-hard beneath the sheets, twitched, growing thicker, longer, as his gaze locked onto the way the shirt barely covered my ass, onto the thong, onto the plug.

"Fuck," he breathed, his voice rough, his hand already reaching down to adjust himself.

I sauntered in, letting the door swing shut behind me with a soft click. The shirt rode up even more, the hem barely covering my ass now, the cheeks on full display. The plug shifted, pressing against my clit, making me gasp softly.

"Good morning," I purred, my voice dripping with honey and sin. I ran a hand through my hair, letting the shirt slip off one shoulder completely. "Did you sleep well?"

He swallowed hard, his eyes darkening. "You're a fucking tease."

I laughed, low and throaty, stepping closer to the bed. The shirt rode up to my waist now, the thong stretched tight over my pussy, the lace rubbing against me, making me wetter with every step. The plug pressed into me, stretching me, filling me, making me ache for him.

"I know," I admitted, stopping at the edge of the bed. I spread my legs slightly, letting him get a good look at the way the thong hugged my pussy, the way the plug peeked out from between my cheeks. "But you love it."

His cock jerked beneath the sheets, growing harder, thicker, the tip already glistening with pre-cum. He reached down, pulling the sheets back, revealing the thick length of him, the veins pulsing along his shaft, the heavy balls beneath. He stroked himself once, twice, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Get over here," he growled.

I bit my lip, shaking my head. "No." I reached behind me, gripping the base of the plug, giving it a slow, teasing twist. "I think you should come get me."

His eyes flared, his hand stilling on his cock. For a second, he just stared at me, his chest heaving, his cock twitching. Then, with a growl, he was off the bed, moving toward me like a predator stalking its prey. I backed up, just enough to keep out of reach, my ass hitting the wall.

He was on me in an instant, his hands gripping my hips, his mouth crashing into mine. I moaned into the kiss, my body arching into his, the shirt riding up to my waist, the thong and plug on full display. His tongue plunged into my mouth, tasting me, claiming me, his hands rough as they gripped my ass, squeezing, pulling me against him.

I broke the kiss with a gasp, my head falling back as his lips trailed down my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. "Fuck, you're insatiable," he murmured against my throat, his hands sliding beneath the shirt, pushing it up, up, up, until it was bunched around my waist, exposing my bare tits to his hungry gaze.

"Only for you and mom," I panted, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. His mouth closed over one nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak, making me cry out. His other hand slid down, gripping the thong, pulling it to the side, exposing my pussy to his gaze.

"Look at you," he growled, his fingers sliding through my folds, finding me already wet, already aching. "So fucking wet for me." He pushed a finger inside, making me moan, my hips jerking forward. "And this?" His other hand gripped the base of the plug, giving it a slow, twisting pull, making me gasp. "You wore this for me?"

I nodded, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Y-yes. To tease you. To tempt you." I rocked my hips, grinding against his fingers, the plug pressing against my clit with every movement. "But now I need you inside me. Please, please, fuck me."

He growled, his fingers sliding out of me, his hands gripping my thighs, lifting me up. My legs wrapped around his waist automatically, the shirt riding up even more, the thong and plug on full display as he carried me to the bed. He dropped me onto the mattress, my ass hitting the sheets with a soft thud, the plug shifting inside me, making me moan.

He loomed over me, his cock thick and heavy, the tip glistening with pre-cum. He gripped himself, stroking once, twice, his eyes locked onto my pussy, onto the way the thong stretched tight over it, onto the plug peeking out from between my cheeks.

"Take it off," he ordered, his voice rough. "All of it."

I didn't hesitate. I reached back, gripping the base of the plug, pulling it out slowly, the stretch making me gasp, my pussy clenching around nothing, aching for him. I hooked my fingers into the thong, pulling it down, off my hips, off my legs, leaving me bare, exposed, needy. I reached up, pulling the shirt over my head, tossing it aside, leaving me completely naked, completely at his mercy.

He groaned, his cock twitching, his hand gripping the base, his eyes devouring me. "Fuck, you're perfect."

I spread my legs, my knees bending, my pussy dripping, my ass clenching around the memory of the plug. "Then fuck me," I demanded, my voice rough with need. "Make me feel it. Make me remember."

He didn't need to be told twice. He was on me in an instant, his mouth crashing into mine as his cock pressed against my entrance. I moaned into the kiss, my hips lifting, trying to take him, to have him, but he held back, teasing me, the tip of his cock rubbing against my clit, making me whimper.

"Please," I begged, my hands gripping his shoulders, my nails digging in. "Please, please, I need you. I need you inside me."

He broke the kiss, his eyes dark with hunger, his cock pressing against my entrance. "Say it again."

"I need you," I panted, my hips jerking up, trying to take him. "Please, fuck me."

With a growl, he thrust inside, filling me in one hard stroke, making me cry out, my back arching off the bed. "Yes!" I screamed, my nails raking down his back. "Fuck, yes!"

He pulled back, then slammed into me again, his hips snapping forward, his cock stretching me, filling me, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room. I moaned, my head falling back, my tits bouncing with every thrust. "Harder!" I begged. "Faster! Fuck me harder!"

He gave me what I wanted, his hips snapping forward, his cock pistoning in and out of me, the sound of our skin slapping together filling the room, mixing with my moans, his grunts, the wet sounds of our bodies joining. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me onto him with every thrust, making me take him deeper, harder, his cock hitting that spot inside me that made my toes curl.

"Oh god," I moaned, my back arching, my tits bouncing. "Right there! Yes! Don't stop! Fuck, don't stop!"

He didn't. He kept going, his hips snapping forward, his cock pistoning in and out of me, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room, mixing with my moans, his grunts, the wet sounds of our bodies joining. His thumb found my clit, rubbing tight circles around it, making me scream, my back arching off the bed.

"I'm gonna cum," I panted, my nails digging into his shoulders, my hips jerking up to meet his thrusts. "I'm gonna cum on your cock, fuck, I'm gonna-"

"Cum for me," he growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock pistoning in and out of me. "Cum on my cock. Now."

I screamed as my orgasm crashed over me, my back arching off the bed, my pussy clenching around his cock, milking him, my nails raking down his back. "Fuck! Fuck!" I screamed, my body trembling, my pussy pulsing around him. "I'm cumming! Yes! Oh god, I'm cumming!"

He groaned, his hips snapping forward one last time, his cock buried deep inside me as he came, his cum filling me, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside me. "Fuck," he panted, his forehead pressing against mine, his chest heaving. "Fuck, you're amazing."

I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close, my body still trembling from my orgasm, my pussy still pulsing around his cock. "No," I panted, my voice rough. "That was you."

He chuckled, low and rough, his hips giving one last, slow roll inside me, making me moan. "Then let's do it again."

And we did.

We moved to the shower after, the water cascading down our bodies as he pressed me against the tiled wall, his cock already hard again, already pressing against my entrance. I moaned as he slid inside, my back arching, my tits pressing against the cool tile. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me onto him as he fucked me against the wall, the sound of our bodies slapping together mixing with the rush of water, my moans, his grunts.

"Your mum heard us, you know," he growled against my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. He thrust deep, making me cry out. "She heard you screaming my name."

I moaned, my hips jerking back to meet his thrusts. "Good," I panted. "Let her hear. Let her know what you do to me." I rocked my hips, grinding against him, my pussy clenching around his cock. "Let her hear how good you make me feel."

He groaned, his hips snapping forward, his cock pistoning in and out of me, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the small space. "You're such a dirty girl," he growled, his teeth grazing my shoulder. "So fucking dirty."

I moaned, my back arching, my tits pressing against the tile. "Only for you and her," I said.

He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing tight circles as he fucked me against the wall, his cock pistoning in and out of me, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room, mixing with my moans, his grunts, the rush of water. "Then cum for me again," he ordered, his voice rough. "Cum on my cock. Now."

I screamed as my orgasm crashed over me, my back arching, my pussy clenching around his cock, milking him, my nails scraping against the tile. "Fuck! Fuck!" I screamed, my body trembling, my pussy pulsing around him. "I'm cumming! Yes! Oh god, I'm cumming!"

He groaned, his hips snapping forward one last time, his cock buried deep inside me as he came, his cum filling me, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside me. "Fuck," he panted, his forehead pressing against my back, his chest heaving. "Fuck, you're perfect."

I turned in his arms, pressing my body against his, my hands sliding up his chest, my tits pressing against him. "No," I whispered, my voice rough. "That was us."

I was sore. I was full of him. And I loved it.