Paarth opens his eyes due to the pain in his right arm, he yawns, turns his head and sees Jiya sleeping on his arm, peacefully. He checks the time it's 3 a.m. Now, Paarth has to get up before 10 a.m., and Jiya has to get up at 7 a.m.
After seeing her sleep so peacefully he planned to have some fun. He pulls her closer, she moans in her sleep. They are both under the sheets in his dimly lit room. He takes his left hand and slides it under her shirt. He starts pinching her tits, she moans again in her sleep. "Paarth no, not right now. I need sleep" "shhhh baby you sleep, daddy will do all the work" with that he took his right arm from under her head and got on top of her.
He dipped his head and started kissing her neck, her sleepy moans and her hands trying to push him away made blood rush straight to his cock. Jiya, feeling the bulge against her shorts moaned louder but she couldn't beat her sleep. Paarth started unbuttoning her shirt and sucking and biting her tits while slowly moving his hands under her shorts.
Paarth was pleased to find there was no other piece of clothing under her shorts. He started fingering her. Jiya tried to resist but she was sleeping and a moaning mess. Paarth took no time in removing her shorts and teasing her entrance with his tip. He could feel how wet she was. He started kissing her moans and sliding in sloppily. Her moans got louder.
She was half asleep and finally opened her eyes to see paarth on top of her. With half-lidded eyes, she moaned and rolled her eyes back as paarth started thrusting into her with no mercy. Then he took no time in tossing her and fucking her from the back. "Ah!" Paarth spanked her ass hard, and one more and one more and one more. Till it was bright red. Jiya was now wide awake.
Since it was 3:15 am, the entire world was quiet. Not even the dogs barked. The night was as silent as a dead man. The only sound that echoed through the room were the moans of jiya and the deep grunts of Paarth as he fucked her raw. Paarth knew jiya will twist and turn, and throw a fight. That's why he chose this night. When she was tired, sleepy and exhausted. A perfect little fuck doll for Paarth.
He smiled as he saw jiya moan louder and louder with every thrust. She looked straight into his eyes and said in pain and joy " Paarth you're so deep... You're rr-aww.. it hurts.. mhm uh uhmmm "
Paarth quickly kept his hand over her pretty little lips and said in a Stern but loving way, " keep quiet baby. You don't want the neighbours to know you're a dirty little whore for me. A girl I use whenever I please. If you make another sound, I will beat you up. "
Jiya stopped the very next second. She had learnt over the months with him that he's a man who says what he does. She had taken his words lightly once, thinking about what he could do. To her surprise, she was spanked so hard that for 3 weeks she couldn't sleep and cried whenever she went for a shower as it hurt so much.
Since then, jiya had learnt her place and knew it was best to obey it. But in truth, she loved every second of it. She loved his beatings, his threats, his anger, his aggression. She was in love with her man fucking her. And she wanted him to fuck her and use her for the rest of her life. Nothing made her feel happy and safe, except with him.
She loved him. Only him after all.
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P & J
FantasyHi, this is our first time writing , I'm collaborating with my man, we are, together writing few short stories or scenarios. Some are fragments of out imagination some if it's inspired from us. Warning that it's mostly smut/sexual content but some...