Punished by My Boyfriend’s Dad (Forbidden Fantasies #64) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
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But I left that behind after leaving the group home. I wanted to start anew, thus the job at McDonald’s as part of my attempt to “get straight.” Then came Club Z, and I can say truthfully that I haven’t pickpocketed a man in ages now. Years, even. But still, my fingers twitch when I spot expensive items, and right now is no exception.

Don’t do it, Taylor, the voice in my head whispers. You’re past that point in your life.

Still, when my eyes land on a pair of silver candlesticks on a nearby table, my blood begins to scream in my veins.

Don’t do it, the voice hisses in my ear again. You’re not a petty criminal anymore.

But it’s drowned out by another voice that whispers, What’s the harm? Club Z has so much already. They’ll never even notice it’s gone.

Oh shit. The urge is so strong, and like a woman in a trance, I get up from the ottoman and approach the gleaming candlesticks. I’m just looking. It’s not a crime to look, right?

Slowly, my fingers trail over the pewter columns. These must be worth a fortune because they look to be made of pure silver. Each candlestick is about ten inches high and two inches in diameter. There are no protrusions or nubs, so they’re merely elegant columns, slick and shiny.

But how would I get them out of here? If I bump into someone, it’ll look weird to have a candlestick in each hand. I suppose I could say that I’m taking them to be cleaned, but that reason sounds lame, even to my ears.

Suddenly, inspiration strikes, and with one last look around to make absolutely certain I’m alone, I giggle before lifting up my skimpy skirt and squatting a bit. OMG, this is so wrong and I can’t believe I’m doing this. But I am, and quickly, I pull my thong to one side, strapping it over one big butt cheek. Then, I pick up one of the silver candlesticks, running my fingers over the cold metal. Oooh, this is going to be a little chilly, but here goes.

Quickly, I notch the head of the candlestick at my pussy opening and begin pushing. Unph! It feels good actually, and my head drops back with a breathless gasp as the smooth silver begins sliding into my vaginal passage. Goodness, this is quite the turn on, and I gyrate my hips a bit, enjoying the glide of the cylinder.

Within moments, the candlestick’s buried in my pussy. It feels full and slick, and I jiggle up and down a little as a test. Fortunately, the candlestick stays lodged, and I can only hope that this thing doesn’t slide right out while I’m walking. Mission accomplished.

But as I turn away, something makes me look back, and sure enough, it’s the second candlestick beckoning to me. The gleaming implement practically cries out, begging me to take him too. OMG, should I? But how?

Yet I know exactly how because I’ve done this before. Quickly, I lift my skirt again, and spread my legs in a v-stance before picking up the candlestick. But instead of positioning the head against my pussy opening, instead, I reach around back and notch it against my ass. Yes, the rectum can be a secure means of transportation, just ask any inmate in an American prison. I’ve never been behind bars, but I know how it’s done.

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and then push out with my bottom, pretending that I’m going to the bathroom. My pucker opens a bit, and quickly, I increase the pressure with my hand. The head of the candlestick pops in as my sphincter relaxes, and within moments, I’m sliding the huge candlestick into my butt.

Yes, this is wrong. Yes, this is insane. Yes, this is dirty. But am I going to regret it? I think not. Instead, the enormous implement is now buried fully within my rectum, and I can feel the two silver cylinders jostling against each other through my thin vaginal wall. Goodness, I’m stuffed so full right now. Who would have guessed?

Then, with a secretive smile, I begin strolling down the hall like nothing’s wrong. The two cylinders rub against one another internally, but it makes for a delicious tingle that runs through my cunt and ass, even as my eyes sparkle and I walk funny

How can stealing feel so good?

A giggle escapes my lips as my cheeks flush. Of course, I’ve taken bigger in both of my secret spaces, but there’s an element of the forbidden here that makes my nipples hard even as I stroll nonchalantly down the hall. Then, I turn a corner and the door to the women’s lounge appears before me. Perfect. I’ll just get these to my locker, where they’ll be safe and sound, before looking up a reputable pawn shop. There must be a fence somewhere who will take these off my hands right? And all for a pretty penny … or so I hope.


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