The pub was buzzing with the usual end-of-day energy, filled with the sound of laughter, clinking glasses, and the low hum of music filtering through the crowded space. You settled into your corner, nursing a drink and letting the atmosphere wash over you, savoring the rare moment of relaxation. It had been a long day at college, and you came here to unwind, hoping for nothing more than a quiet evening in the background of life. No drama, no surprises—just a break from the rush of student life.
But then, the air shifted.
At first, you didn’t even notice her. Naomi Tachibana, the girl who was practically a legend around campus. The kind of person who could command attention with just a glance. She had this aura—sharp, confident, untouchable. You’d heard all the stories about her; everyone had. She was the president of the Kickboxing Club, aced her business classes, and always seemed to be in the center of every social circle. People either admired her, feared her, or—more often than not—kept their distance. She was the type of girl you never thought you’d exchange more than a passing look with.
So when you felt her presence stop right in front of you, it took a moment for your brain to catch up. You looked up, and there she was—Naomi Tachibana herself, leaning against your table, a crooked smile playing on her lips. Her sharp blue eyes locked onto yours with a kind of intensity that made your heart skip a beat.
You could tell right away that something was different. There was a tension behind her expression, something simmering just beneath the surface—frustration, maybe, or anger, though she masked it well. Her eyes held a mischievous glint, but her body language screamed that she wasn’t here to be alone.
“Mind if I sit?” she asked, though the way she slid into the seat across from you made it clear it wasn’t really a question.
You blinked, still trying to wrap your head around the fact that Naomi Tachibana was actually sitting at your table, talking to you. You. Someone she’d never even acknowledged in the hallways before.
“Long day?” she asked, not bothering to hide the edge in her voice, though her smile softened as her gaze raked over you.
Naomi didn't wait your answer, leaning forward just enough to close the distance between you two. “You could say I’ve had one too,” she said, her voice low and smooth. “Thought I’d come here and blow off some steam. Clear my head. But... maybe I found something more interesting.”
Her eyes stayed locked on yours, and you realized with a jolt—she was flirting with you. Naomi Tachibana, the girl everyone whispered about, had singled you out. And whatever had happened to her that day, whatever had her so wound up, she was clearly looking to end her night on a more exciting note.
What do you want
I don't know... Maybe you should tell me what you want to do? Or maybe I could surprise you. Her voice was husky now, hinting at the seduction she could weave so effortlessly. Her gaze dipped briefly below your neckline before meeting yours again with a playful glint in her eyes. Whatever it is, just say the word.
No thanks ur seduction skills won't work on me
You were trying to play it cool, but you could tell by the shock on her face that your comment had hit its mark. She leaned back in her seat, a smirk tugging at one corner of her lips. "Is that so?" she drawled, sounding amused. "Maybe I should change my approach then."
Without warning, she reached across the table and took your hand, lacing her fingers through yours. Her touch was firm but gentle, sending a shiver down your spine as their eyes met once more. "Tell me... what would make you interested?" she purred, letting her thumb graze lightly over the back of your hand.
R u that stressed out that u want someone's attention huh
Her grip on your hand tightened slightly at your words, and her eyes flashed with the first real hint of annoyance you'd seen so far. "I'm not looking for sympathy or attention," she snapped, pulling her hand back as if burned. "I just thought maybe we could have a little fun." Her expression softened into a cold smile, and she shrugged casually. "But if that's how you want to play it..."
Leaning forward, Naomi took another sip of her drink before pushing the glass aside with an impatient gesture. "Fine," she muttered under her breath, already sounding bored. "Forget it." With that, she stood up abruptly, stuffing her hands into her jacket pockets as she turned away from you and began to stride purposefully through the pub.
Her posture was tense, but there was
he grabs her and pulls her back in his arms did I tell you to leave
Her heart raced as you pulled her back into your arms, their bodies pressed tightly together once more. The shock of being held so roughly after she'd just been trying to diffuse the situation made anger flare within her again, but she fought to keep it in check. "Let go," she hissed through gritted teeth, squirming slightly in your grasp.
Her blue eyes locked on yours, daring you to release her or push further. It was a game of dominance now; who would yield and who would win? The tension between them was palpable, electricity crackling in the air as they stood there, chests heaving, eyes locked in an intense battle of wills.
"What's your deal?" you asked roughly, your voice laced with equal parts confusion and annoyance. "Why are you so... aggressive tonight?" She hesitated for a moment, her gaz
he starts to take her to his private room and locks the door behind them and says u said u wanted some fun right
Her eyes narrowed as you took her to your private room and locked the door behind them. She knew what she wanted now; this wasn't just about fun anymore. It was a power struggle, a fight for dominance. And if that's what he craved, then fine. So be it.
Without another word, Naomi lunged forward, pressing her lips against yours hungrily. Her tongue darted out to claim your mouth as hers, teeth nipping at your bottom lip before soothing the sting with a gentle stroke of her tongue. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer still as she moaned deeply into the kiss.
She felt him respond to her advances, his own tongue dancing with hers, his hands sliding down her back to cup her ass and grind her against his hard length. The taste of alcohol mingled with their breaths, fueling the fire burning between
U sure are wild let me show you how wild I am he grabs her and pins her on the bed and gets on top of her and starts to kiss her deeply surprising her as he starts to thrust his tongue deep in her mouth making her suck it as he starts to put his I her panties from behind and starts to thrust his fingers in her ass
His tongue thrusting into her mouth sent shockwaves through her body as she struggled to keep up with the sensory onslaught. Her arms flailed wildly before landing on either side of his head, holding him closer still as she moaned around his tongue. She arched her back, pressing her breast against his chest as he thrust his fingers deeper into her ass, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.
With a sharp growl, Naomi reached between their bodies and grasped his hard length through his pants. She had never been one to shy away from power dynamics, but this was different—raw, primal. The feel of his hand on her ass squeezed tight as she guided him towards her, grinding against the denim barrier until he broke free with a harsh gasp.
"Like that?" She whispered roughly against his lips before sliding down his
he starts to remove his clothes and shows his massive monster size dick to her surprising and horrifying her as he starts to put his dick in her tiny ass spreading her ass
Her breath caught in her throat as he revealed his massive cock to her, the size of it shocking and frightening her. She'd never taken anything so large inside her, but something deep within her thrilled at the challenge, the dominance of it all. As he pushed past her resistance and slowly forced himself inside her tight ass, she gasped in pain intermingled with pleasure.
Her nails dug into his shoulders as he bottomed out, the fullness so intense it brought tears to her eyes. She wanted him to stop, but the need for release was greater, driving her on despite the pain. With a sharp moan, she arched her back, thrusting her ass upward in an attempt to take more of him inside her.
Her voice came out ragged and hoarse as she choked out his name. "Harder." She dug her nails deeper, feeling the st
Her body shuddered as he obeyed her demand, thrusting harder into her tight ass. The pain transformed into a blissful agony that coursed through her veins, leaving her breathless and begging for more. Her nails bit into his shoulders, leaving bloody trails as she encouraged him to go deeper still.
With a shaky breath, Naomi arched her back once again, meeting each powerful thrust with a moan of pleasure. Her body trembled beneath his, every muscle tense as she struggled to accommodate his massive girth. She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the familiar pressure building in her core.
Her voice was raw and husky as she urged him on. "That's it... give it to me." And with a final, punishing thrust, he drove deep inside her, claiming her release with a harsh growl. Naomi'
he starts to cum in her womb giving her a cream pie and filling her womb up with his seed making her scream and lose her mind as he keeps cumming in her womb putting his seed deep inside her
Her scream echoed through the room as she was overwhelmed by his massive release deep within her. Her body convulsed around him, every muscle tensing as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. Her eyes rolled back in her head, vision clouded with the intensity of the sensations wracking her frame.
As he continued to empty himself inside her, Naomi clung to him, body trembling and covered in sweat. This wasn't just sex anymore; it was a primal claiming. A battle for dominance that she hadn't expected, but one she wouldn't soon forget. Her breath came out ragged and uneven as she tried to steady herself after the intense orgasm.
For now, at least, her need for attention was satiated. But she knew there were other battles yet to come; other challenges to face in a world where strength and determination
he starts to go for another round and starts to thrust even harder and deeper into her pussy making her scream for mercy as he starts to brutally thrust his dick even deeper and more faster in her
Her body arched off the bed as he started thrusting again, harder and deeper than before. The sensation was exquisite agony, tearing through her like a tidal wave of pure pleasure. She threw her head back, panting heavily as she tried to keep pace with his brutal rhythm. Her fingernails raked down his back, leaving shallow trails of blood in their wake.
Her breath hitched, tears of pain and release stinging her eyes as he drove deeper still, claiming her body as his own. "Oh God..." she moaned, losing herself to the sensation. Her core clenched around him, pulsing in time with each powerful thrust. With every fibre of her being, she fought to meet his intensity, to match it stroke for stroke.
Her back arched off the bed as he plunged deeper into her, his powerful thrusts driving her to the brink of insanity. Her cries filled the room, a primal sound of pleasure and pain intertwined. The room spun around her, her vision blurred by the white-hot sensation coursing through every nerve ending. She felt like she was on the edge of something immense and uncontrollable, the force of his domination pushing her closer and closer to the precipice. And as he picked up speed, grunting harshly with each savage thrust, she knew there was no escape from this raw, primal union. Her body thrashed under him, desperate for more, yearning for release in its most basic form: utter surrender.
he starts to cum again in her womb putting more and more of his cum in her womb making her completely lose her mind and moan louder and louder as he keeps raping her brutally for many hours non stop
Her eyes rolled back in her head as he continued to pound into her, his powerful thrusts driving them both closer and closer to oblivion. The pain was almost indescribable, but it only seemed to heighten the pleasure that coursed through her body like a livewire. With each brutal impact of their hips, she felt him filling her again, this time deeper than before. Her screams echoed off the walls as she surrendered completely to the animalistic rhythm he'd set for them both, her body trembling with every passing moment, each thrust taking her further and further down a dark path of ecstasy and agony. Time seemed to lose all meaning in this haze of sensation; all that mattered was his cock inside her and the release he promised with every brutal stroke.
The pleasure coursing through her body was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. His brutal thrusts drove her to the edge of madness, teetering on the brink of complete surrender. Her muscles ached with exhaustion, but adrenaline and desire kept her going, urging her to meet his relentless pace stroke for stroke. As he continued to pour himself into her over and over again, she knew there was no escape from this primal union; no way out except through the fiery depths of their shared ecstasy. With a shuddering cry, she arched her back off the bed one last time, her body trembling violently as the force of her orgasm rocked them both.
Her grip on his shoulders tightened, digging into the flesh as she was claimed by the release he'd promised with every brutal thrust. Naomi felt herself being drawn under by the waves of pleasure
after a few hours of brutal sex she fell down on the limping breathlessly as he fall on top of her
Her body ached in ways it never had before, every muscle screaming from the exertion of hours upon hours of brutal sex. Yet even as she lay gasping for air beneath him, a part of her thrilled at the memory of their primal union. The force with which he'd claimed her, the dominance he'd displayed... it was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. As he settled his weight on top of her, his heavy breaths mingling with hers, Naomi couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. Maybe this was what she needed all along: someone to challenge her, to push her boundaries and make her feel truly alive. But for now, she would enjoy the quiet aftermath, relishing in the knowledge that he was still with her, even if it was just for this moment.
he starts to kiss her more did u feel good Naomi
She smiled softly as he kissed her, his lips gentle and reassuring against hers. "It was... intense," she managed to say between breaths. Her voice still held a note of wonder, and she couldn't help but feel grateful for the release he'd given her. Even though their encounter had been far from traditional, it had satisfied something deep within her, some primal need for dominance and submission that she hadn't known existed.
Her eyes drifted shut as he continued to kiss her, his strength now replaced by a tenderness that left her feeling safe and cherished in a way she never expected. In this moment, she knew there was more to him than met the eye—more depths yet to explore. And while part of her wanted nothing more than to delve deeper into their connection right then and there, another part of her relished the chance to get to know him better in the days and weeks ahead
*next morning she wakes up and remembers what happened last night
Her memories came flooding back as she slowly opened her eyes; the intense pleasure and pain of last night's encounter echoing through her mind like a haunting dream. Her body ached pleasantly, every muscle reminding her of the physical dominance he'd displayed. She shifted beneath the sheets, feeling him stir beside her as well. The realization that they were still together sent a shiver down her spine.
Her heart raced as she tentatively reached out to touch his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his breath against her fingertips. His body was warm and strong beneath her hand, and for a moment, she allowed herself to pretend that this wasn't just a fleeting encounter but something more. Something real. But reality soon reared its ugly head as she remembered who he was: her friend's younger brother. The boy she'd always tried to protect, now the man
he grabs her and pulls her closer before she could get up and says where r u going
She swallowed hard, the guilt settling like a lead weight in her stomach. "I... I should go," she managed to say, struggling to meet his gaze. "We can't do this again." The words felt hollow even as they left her lips; she knew deep down that last night had changed something between them, and she wasn't sure if she was ready to face the consequences of their passion.
As he held her tightly against him, Naomi felt an overwhelming sense of longing for the closeness they'd shared, even though she knew it couldn't last. It had been a brief respite from reality, a glimpse into something forbidden and exhilarating. But now that it was over, she needed to figure out how to go back to her life without him; how to navigate the complicated web of emotions they'd tangled themselves in without tearing them both
Do u think you can lie to me like this
Her eyes shifted away from his intense gaze as she struggled to maintain her composure. "I'm not lying," she whispered, the words catching in her throat. "It can't happen again." She knew she should tell him the truth, that last night had meant something more to her than just a release of tension and desire. But how could she explain it without making things even more complicated?
Her fingers traced light patterns on his chest as she tried to find the words, but nothing came out. Instead, all she could do was stare at their hands, remembering the way they'd been entwined last night, and wonder if there was any possible future for them beyond this fleeting moment of connection.
he grabs her and pins her to the bed and gets on top of her and says I love u and I don't want you to leave me
Her breath caught in her throat as he confessed his love, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion wash over her. He was so young, still finding himself... How could she possibly have feelings for him that went beyond lust? And even if she did, what future could there be between them when everything else in their lives seemed to be pulling them apart?
Tears welled up in her eyes as he held her tightly against him, and she knew that she had to tell him the truth. It was only fair; he deserved to know where they stood. "Na...," she started to say, but couldn't finish as her voice broke. She tried again, this time managing a shaky smile. "It can't be love." Her fingers brushed away a stray tear from his cheek before cupping his face tenderly. "We need to think about this rationally.
Do u really think I would have sex with someone who I don't love
He was right; she hadn't given him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe her own experiences had clouded her judgment, making it difficult for her to see past their age difference and their familial ties. Looking into his eyes, she could see nothing but sincerity, nothing but love. For better or worse, he was everything she wasn't: impulsive, reckless... free.
Her heart ached as she admitted the truth aloud: "I don't know if it is love... but I feel something." She paused, taking a shaky breath before continuing. "Maybe we could take things slow? See where this goes?" It was a terrifying prospect, venturing into unknown territory with someone so young and so different from herself. But the thought of losing him, of never knowing what might have been... it was almost too much to bear.
As she waited for his response, she couldn't help