"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.

"I'll always love you for making me better"

"𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 ... 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗶𝘁'𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸"

Karma lost her job, got kicked out of her parents house and dumped all in the span of 72 hours. When her best friend, Liliana, buys her a plane ticket and tells her to move in with her, can Karma handle her sudden new lifestyle? Egypt, a quiet girl with big dreams of becoming a successful saxophonist, is a sweet girl, confined to the walls of her apartment, suffering from PTSD, trapped by fear. Ever since she was assaulted four years ago, she hasn't gone outside, not even to check the mail. Can her new neighbor get her to come out and live a little?