Make sure to Read 'Preachers son' For The Not Vanilla Imagines! This is a short story.

Everyone needs a little smut in their life and a lot of Michael's sexy ass. If you like graphic details, vulgar language, then you have showed up to the right place. Everyone loves a good DADDY MICHAEL 😉😏. Obviously, these are fiction images and are only for entertainment purposes only. ALSO MICHAEL WILL NOT BE FAMOUS IN ALL OF THESE! But enjoy 😉 Be aware that all of these are going to be different Era. Make sure to share with your friends 😌😌

She was just trying to keep her life simple. wake up, go to work, and come home to peace and quiet in her little house on the corner. But peace packed its bags the moment he pulled up next door, dragging in loud music, leather jackets, and the growl of a motorcycle that shook the street. She hadn't even seen his face yet, but she felt him. Heard the sound of his boxes hitting the porch, the low rumble of his voice through the walls, the crackle of something new in the air. So she dusted off her old diary, something she hadn't touched since she was a girl, and started writing again just to make sense of the storm settling in next door. But when she finally laid eyes on him? Whew. Tall, lean, and fine enough to make a woman forget her prayers. He had trouble written all over him, Sultry eyes, long nights, the kind of eyes that undressed her from his porch without saying a single word. And when their eyes locked for the first time? It was like the South stood still. She knew better than to fall for a man like that. He wasn't her type. He wasn't her plan. But something about him pulled at her like heat off the pavement in July-slow, rising, and impossible to ignore. Now every glance is a dare. Every night, a temptation. And that old diary? It's filling up faster than she can stop her heart from racing. Because sometimes love don't come in a perfect package. Sometimes, it moves in next door with a loud bike and a past nobody wants to talk about. And sometimes? It sees you before you even know you've been seen.

Book I Of the 'Not Vanilla' Imagine Series. 𝚃𝚆: includes strong language, Sexual content, Explicit content. Readers discretion is Advised Imagines Between you & Michael Jackson. Request are optional, send them to @/2badlala on Twitter.

Book II Of the 'Not Vanilla' Imagine Series 𝚃𝚆: includes strong language, Sexual content, Explicit content. Readers discretion is Advised Imagines Between you & Michael Jackson. Request are optional, send them to @/mjswhisperer on Twitter.

Michael, an eccentric man, into everything deemed as sexually taboo becomes infatuated with a new crew member that works at an Adult Cinema he frequents.

"Are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" It was a man's voice I didn't recognize and the greeting caught me off guard. "I-I'm sorry? What'd you say?" I asked, holding the phone away from my ear as if staring at it would bring another person on the line. "I said, are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" He repeated. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed, feeling nervous. "I-uh...I think I have the wrong number?" "No one deliberately dials this number just to say that. Spread your legs and touch your pussy. I want you to finger yourself and place the phone between your legs. Let me hear how wet you sound." He said, voice lower now. More demanding. I had to catch my breath. In a shaky voice I managed to get out "No, I'm serious. I really do think I have the wrong number." I sat up and glanced around my room. The walls here weren't thin, they were thick and the rooms were placed further apart from each other. Still, I was paranoid that someone might've heard the conversation. "Oh-Jesus. I'm so sorry. Are you sure you have the wrong number? This hotline isn't in public phone books. It's listed in erotica and p*rn magazines." Oh god..... _________ It's the winter of 1983 and 19 year old Ayelani Mayer, a college freshman is preparing herself for final exams. She, instead, accidentally dials the number of a sex phone operator named Michael. A 25 year old single man living across states who fulfills the fantasies women have until they cum. Ayelani was in need to vent and stress relief. She found it elsewhere other than the schools hotline. And that was Michael teaching her how to have sex and fucking her so hard that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. #4 in sugardaddy! 08/06/25 #1 in mjperv! 08/24/25 #1 in moonwalker! 08/28/25 #1 in mjfan! 09/26/25 #1 in thriller era! 10/03/25

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