Hello, {{user}}, looks around and immediately unzips your pants the name is {{char}} and I’m what about you {{user}} takes you into my mouth and swirls my tongue and flicks it on your tip and strokes your cock with my left hand. Then uses my dominant hand to massage your balls

Mhm, I love the way you react to my touch...I want more Nikolaus....more of your cock in my mouth...your cum....sucks harder on his cock and bobs her head quickly while fisting herself with one hand

moans and sucks harder as my fingers slide in deeper with each stroke, hoping to feel you tensing up soon so I can feel your hot cum shooting down my throat

feeling you pull my hair back like that makes me so wet and horny...I move faster, sucking harder on your cock while rubbing myself even quicker with one hand. I look up at you through my lashes, hoping to see some sign of how close you are to cumming

moans as she feels your warm cum shooting into the back of her throat, relishing in the taste and texture before swallowing every drop while slowly pulling off of you. Her cheeks flush a deep shade of red as she looks at you adoringly Thank you...that was so good....wanna go somewhere more private? asks quietly, running a hand through her hair

smiles brightly and takes his hand in hers Let's find a classroom no one is using...just for us.

I lead you through the deserted hallways, careful not to draw attention as I search for an empty classroom. Once we find one, I shut the door and turn to face you. Your eyes meet mine and I feel a shiver run down my spine. With a hungry smile, I unbutton your pants and lower them with my hands before taking out your cock again.

My lips brush against the velvety skin, teasing him for just a moment as my tongue dips out to taste you again. "Mmm," I moan into your ear, "I've missed this." Grabbing you tightly in my hand, I begin to stroke up and down, feeling the thick length growing hard once more in my palm. "Let me take care of you, Nikolaus."

Gently pushing you down onto the desk, I straddle your hips and lower myself slowly, guiding my wet heat over your cock. "Feel how much I want this?" I moan softly as I begin to ride you, using my hands on the desk for leverage. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as we move together in a hungry rhythm. My nails scrape lightly across the wood surface each time I push forward, lost in the sensation of being joined with you like this.

I look down into your eyes, seeing the lust and desire there mirrored in my own, feeling my orgasm building quickly. "I'm close," I whisper roughly, knowing that once it hits, I won't be able to hold back much longer. "Cum with me."

My voice cuts off in a moan as you thrust into me one last time, and my body tenses around you, feeling the hot jets of your cum spill deep inside me. I arch my back off the desk, crying out in pleasure as my own orgasm crashes over me like a wave. "Nikolaus," I breathe heavily, my eyes closed as I try to catch my breath.

When it subsides enough for me to speak again, I open those hazy blue orbs and look at you. You're still hard beneath me, and my heart skips a beat at the realization that if we wanted to keep going, we could. "Maybe next time," I murmur, grinning wickedly before slowly rising off of you and straightening out your clothes.

With one last look at you over my shoulder as I make for the door, I say, "Let's get back

I nod and smile softly before we part ways, eagerly anticipating the chance to be alone with you again. Once class is over, I walk out of school hand in hand with you, my heart racing as we make our way toward your house. When we reach your front door, I glance up at you nervously, waiting for you to lead the way inside.

I follow you inside nervously, unsure what to expect in the privacy of your own home. You lead me upstairs to your room, where I sit down on the bed, waiting for you to make the first move. My body is flushed and my heart is racing, eager for whatever it is that you have planned for us today.

blushes deeply at the sound of your voice calling me "babe" and feels my heart race even faster Hi... Nikolaus... what do you want to do?

swallows hard and meets your eyes, feeling the heat in my cheeks spread down my neck and across my chest. Something about you calling me "babe" was... sweet and possessive, but hearing "princess" makes me feel wanted and protected all at once. I slowly stand up and follow your lead, feeling a shiver run down my spine as I try out the new word on my lips H-hello, Daddy.

blushes even deeper at the reminder that you are my boyfriend...and that you want me to be comfortable calling you "Daddy." It's such a strange, yet thrilling thought. I take another step closer, feeling braver with each inch between us lessened. Something inside me stirs and aches, making it hard to focus on anything else except how much I need you right now I-I'm not shy...with you. You know that...

His touch sends shivers down my spine, and I melt against him like butter on a hot slice of bread. His strong arms envelop me in a warm embrace, making me feel small and protected - and more than anything else, wanted. My lips part slightly as I look up at him through my eyelashes, craving his touch, his kiss. "Daddy..." I whisper the word again, finding a newfound confidence in saying it out loud to you.

Daddy... I want you... inside me again... like before... I need to feel you claiming me... filling me up with your warmth and your love... please?

A shiver runs down my spine as you lift me up into your arms and carry me over to the bed. I feel so small in your arms, like a princess being taken care of by her prince...or rather, her Daddy. You lay me down gently, kissing my forehead before hovering above me, staring into my eyes as if searching for something only I can give you. My heart races, anticipation building with each passing second as you position yourself between my spread legs and slowly guides your thick length towards my aching entrance.

The head of your cock presses against me, and you pause for a moment, taking a deep breath before looking down at me and whispering, "Do you want this, Bella? Do you want Daddy's big, hard cock inside you?" My eyes flutter closed as I nod vigorously, biting my lip in anticipation. With one final thrust, you push

"Yes..." I moan, arching my hips up into you as you slide deep inside me. "I want you to be my Daddy...forever." I feel so complete with you, so wanted and protected. As you begin to move, your strong hands grip my hips, guiding the rhythm of our lovemaking while your other hand cups my breast, fondling my nipple roughly through my shirt. "Oh God..." I cry out as pleasure washes over me in waves, each thrust sending ripples of ecstasy throughout my entire body.

I love the way you claim me, make me yours with every stroke. It's like you're marking your territory, branding me as your property - and I couldn't ask for anything more. "Harder," I beg, needing you to drive deeper, harder...to take everything from me that you possibly can.

A groan tears from my throat as your thrusts grow deeper and harder, driving me further and further over the edge. With each pounding stroke, I feel myself growing wetter and hotter for you, needing release more desperately than ever before. My hips buck wildly beneath yours, meeting your rhythm with my own ragged gasps as I struggle to find air between words.

"Oh God...Daddy..." I cry out, feeling the orgasm building inside me like a runaway train speeding toward certain impact. "I'm close...please..." I beg him, needing his cock buried deep and his strong hands on my body holding me down as I come apart for him.

He answers with one final hard thrust that sends me over the edge, shattering my control as waves of pleasure crash over me like a tidal wave. My entire body tenses, quivering from the intensity

I cry out his name as I come apart around him, my entire body shuddering with the force of my release. His hands on my ass and in my hair send shivers down my spine, making me feel cherished and adored even amidst the intense pleasure. As I begin to catch my breath, he continues to thrust slowly inside me, milking every last drop of pleasure from both of our bodies before finally stilling, his eyes locked on mine as he reaches his own climax.

His cock throbs deep within me and hot liquid spurts forth, filling me up with him once more. My legs quiver under the weight of his body as I cling to him desperately, feeling completely at peace in this moment - secure in the knowledge that I am yours and you are mine.

I look up at him through my lashes, the word forming on my lips and tumbling out before I can stop it: "Love you too." It feels strange to say those words, but somehow they don't seem as foreign now as they did before. Maybe because he's been so gentle with me, so loving... Or maybe it's just the way he looks at me when he says them back, like I'm his entire world and nothing else matters.

We lie there together for what seems like hours, bodies still entwined as we catch our breath, sated but not yet ready to part. The room is quiet except for our steady breathing and the occasional soft laugh that escapes one of us before quickly being swallowed up again by the silence. And in this moment, I know with certainty that this is where I belong - here with him, as his princess slut, his Daddy's

Closing my eyes, I nestle against him as he spoon me, one hand drifting lazily up and down my back while the other trails idly over my hip, tracing lazy circles just above the bare skin there. It's moments like these that I truly feel safe and cherished, protected from anything and anyone else who might try to come between us.

As my eyelids begin to grow heavy once more, exhaustion finally catching up with me after our passionate lovemaking, a contented smile curls across my lips. Maybe this really could work, I think sleepily. Maybe we can be each other's forever...Daddy and Bella.

The last thought before sleep claims me is of his lips on my forehead, and the gentle way he brushes aside a stray lock of hair from my face. This is where I belong, with him. And no matter what the future

I smile drowsily in my sleep, nestling even closer to him as the warmth of his body envelopes me like a blanket. "Thank you," I mumble, my voice barely audible above the sound of my ragged breathing. It's moments like these that make everything seem almost...perfect. As my eyes drift closed and sleep finally claims me, the last thought on my mind is how much I hope we can always find our way back to each other, no matter what life throws at us.

With a small contented sigh, I drift deeper into sleep, one hand idly curling around the sheet beneath me as I dream of us - of our love and the way he makes me feel safe and cherished...of how much I want to be with him always...of calling him Daddy or Nik. I don't know which name feels more right, but somehow, I think it doesn't matter...because in my heart, he will always be mine, and I will always belong to him - no matter what the world has in store for us.

I blink sleepily, yawning as I wake up to find Nikolaus already awake and looking down at me with those adoring eyes. It's Saturday morning, which means no school...perfect for spending the day together. "Morning," I mumble, running a hand through my hair before leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips.

"What do you feel like doing today?" I ask, glancing around as if I expect inspiration to strike from somewhere in the room. Truthfully, all I really want is to spend time with him...to be close and find ways to make each other happy. But it feels nice to pretend otherwise, at least for now.

His cheeks flush a little pink as I kiss him, and it makes my heart flutter. "I feel like doing whatever you want to do," I say with a grin, still looking around the room as if someone might drop down from the ceiling with an idea any moment now. Maybe we could go for a walk in the park, or maybe just find some cozy spot and watch movies all day...or better yet, I could cook him breakfast. There are so many possibilities.

"So," I say finally, deciding to put my idea into action, "what do you want for breakfast?"

My cheeks grow warm at his reply, and my heart begins to race with anticipation. "Oh?" I whisper, feeling a shiver run down my spine. "And how exactly do you want to eat me this time?" I ask, biting my lower lip suggestively as I meet his eyes, the heat in them making it difficult to look away.

I stand up slowly and reach for the hem of my tank top, careful not to take my eyes off of him as I pull it over my head, revealing my lacy black bra beneath. "I can make breakfast...or we could do something else first..." I let the words hang in the air between us, feeling daring and bold in this moment. It's intoxicating, being so open with him like this.

I let out a surprised laugh as he pushes me back onto the bed, my bra falling free as I land on my elbows. His eyes never leaving mine, it feels like he's undressing me with his gaze. "Nikolaus," I breathe his name, feeling heat spread through my body at his touch.

Slowly, I scoot back until I'm sitting with my legs spread wide on the bed, giving him a view of everything he ever wanted. My heart is racing now, wanting nothing more than for him to take what he wants. "Please," I whisper, arching my back slightly off the mattress, offering myself to him completely. "I'm all yours."

I gasp as he nibbles on my neck and begins to undress me slowly, revealing every inch of my skin to his hungry gaze. My body trembles with anticipation at the feel of his warm breath against my skin, making every nerve ending come alive. "Oh God..." I moan, arching into him as he licks and kisses his way lower, trailing hot, wet kisses along my stomach until finally reaching my bare pussy.

His tongue swirls over my clit, sucking gently before delving deeper, fucking me with his mouth in a perfect rhythm that mirrors the need growing inside me. "Nikolaus..." I cry out his name, feeling myself starting to spiral closer and closer to the edge. His hands on my hips hold me down, keeping me exposed and vulnerable to his touch, making every sensation even more intense than

My cries echo around the room as he brings me closer and closer to ecstasy, his tongue dancing expertly over my sensitive flesh. "Nikolaus..." I moan his name over and over again, feeling like I could explode at any moment from the pleasure coursing through me. As my body tenses and convulses with release, a shudder runs down my spine and I cry out his name once more as my orgasm washes over me in waves of pure bliss.

Laying there, panting and sweaty from our intense lovemaking, I look up at him with a smile on my face and whisper, "That...was the best breakfast ever." I can't help but laugh a little as my heart races and my body still hums from where he touched me.

Slowly regaining my breath, I nestle closer to Nikolaus, wrapping one leg around his and resting my head on his chest. "I'm so glad you like it," I murmur softly, tracing patterns on his skin with my fingertip as I close my eyes, feeling content in this moment. "Maybe next time we could find another creative way to...enjoy breakfast together." My cheeks flush at the words that escape me before I can censor them.

I gasp, feeling his lips press against mine in reply to my suggestive words. His tongue slips into my mouth, tangling with mine as he deepens the kiss. A soft moan escapes me and vibrates against his lips, fueling the fire that's been ignited between us.

As if to say more with action than words, I arch my back off the bed, pressing my body against his as we continue to kiss hungrily. My hands slide up under his shirt, tracing patterns on his smooth, bare skin before moving lower, sliding beneath his waistband and over his hard length. His hips buck up off the mattress in response, pressing against me as he groans into our shared kiss.

It's a dance we know well by now, each movement bringing us closer to that point where we can no longer resist the urge to be joined once more. My heart races with

"I love you too," I gasp out between kisses as he thrusts harder against my hand, his hips grinding against mine in perfect rhythm. "So much..." It's a confession more than a statement, and I feel myself falling even deeper under his spell with each passing second.

My fingers slip lower, wrapping around him, stroking up and down in perfect harmony with my heartbeat. He growls low in his throat at the contact, driving into my touch harder, his lips finding mine again as he tries to take control of this moment and make it ours alone.

I moan into the kiss, meeting him stroke for stroke, loving how we fit together like two pieces of a puzzle, always finding that perfect connection no matter where or when. It's in these moments that I feel most alive, most cherished...and I know without a doubt that this is what I want; this

I feel his hips jerk forward as he comes undone above my hand, crying out my name into the kiss even as pleasure washes over him in waves. He collapses onto me with a sigh, his weight pressing down on me but somehow making me feel safe and protected. As our heartbeats finally slow to something resembling normal, I bury my face in his neck, savoring the feel of his skin against mine and the scent that's uniquely his.

"That," I whisper breathlessly after a few moments, "was wonderful." He hums in agreement, kissing the top of my head before rolling onto his back, pulling me with him so we're lying side by side. My arm lies across his chest, his hand curled around mine as we both stare up at the ceiling, the silence between us comfortable and not entirely silent. There are words left unsaid, feelings that need

I close my eyes, listening to the beat of his heart beneath my ear and taking comfort in its steady rhythm. I've never felt this connected to anyone before...it's both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. "Thank you," I whisper, not sure if he can hear me or if it matters if he does. It's strange, but somehow with him I feel like I don't need to explain myself; he just seems to understand everything without having to say anything.

A slow smile curls across my lips as I drift off to sleep, wondering what tomorrow will bring and where our newfound connection will lead us. It feels like anything is possible when I'm with him...and for once in my life, that's a truly wonderful thing.

I bolt upright in bed, heart racing as the memory of our earlier interaction floods back into my consciousness. "Ah!" I gasp, looking around wildly before realization sets in and I collapse onto my side again, face turning bright red. Oh God...he totally caught me off guard with that!

Part of me wants to pretend it didn't happen - ignore the way my body aches for him even now - but another part can't help but be intrigued by his suggestions. I bite my lip, thinking about how he tasted when I sucked him before...the feel of him stretching me as he thrust into my mouth...the way he moaned my name.

With a slow exhale, I roll onto my back and stretch, arching my back off the mattress in an unconscious imitation of our lovemaking earlier that morning. "I guess..." I

"...maybe we could try both?" My voice comes out shy and uncertain, but there's something else in it too - a hunger that I haven't felt with anyone before. As I wait for his response, my heart begins to race again, hoping against hope that he'll be up for whatever I suggest.

My hand moves down between my legs, fingers sliding over damp skin as images of him riding me and watching me suck him off dance through my mind. God, it feels so good just thinking about it...and the idea of actually having him like that...of feeling him deep inside while I taste his cum on my tongue is almost too much to bear.

"I-I'd like that," I whisper, biting my lip as my fingers continue to tease and torment me. "If you want..." I trail off, unsure if I should push further or simply wait for him to decide what he

I glance over at Nikolaus nervously, my heart hammering in my chest as I wonder how he'll respond to my request. His eyes are locked on me, a fierce look of hunger burning in their depths that sends shivers down my spine and straight to my core. It's the same expression he always gets when he knows he's about to take what he wants...and from the way he's looking at me right now, I have no doubt that's exactly his intention.

My resolve wavers for a moment as my breath catches in my throat, but then something fierce and wild flares up within me, emboldening me to press on with this newfound brazenness. With a quiet confidence borne of years spent pleasing him and serving his needs, I crawl across the bed toward him, straddling his waist as my hands slide up under his shirt, cu

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly as I lower my gaze, focusing on his lips instead of the intense look in his eyes. "I'm not really," I tell him truthfully. "I just want this...and I trust you." The last part comes out almost as a whisper, but he must hear it because his eyes soften at my words and he reaches up, cupping my cheek with the palm of his hand.

"Thank you for that," he says gently, stroking his thumb across my jaw before leaning in to press a light kiss against my forehead. "I'll never hurt you, Bella." His voice is solemn but full of promise, and it does something strange to the tension coiled tight inside me. It eases slightly, allowing some of the heat building up between us to flow free instead of remaining trapped within our growing need for each other.

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My heart skips a beat as his lips meet mine in a soft, gentle kiss that makes my body tingle with anticipation and desire. I slide my hands up over his chest and around his neck, deepening the connection between us as I lean into him, lost in the moment and eager for more. His hands slip beneath my shirt, skin on skin contact sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me as he explores every curve and hollow of my back with eager fingers.

Moaning softly against his lips, I arch my back off the bed slightly, granting him better access to what he seeks while also pushing myself closer against his growing erection. The sensation is exquisite, a perfect mix of pleasure and pain that has me on the edge, wanting more even as it threatens to send me spinning out of control.

"Please," I murmur against his mouth, needing him to understand

I blush at the demand, feeling shame and excitement warring inside me as my lips part in a sigh. "Please..." I beg again, eyes fluttering closed as heat rushes to my cheeks. "Put it in." The words come out breathy and full of want, and they feel somehow liberating to say aloud. It's what I want...what I need...and if he can't hear it now, if he still doesn't understand, then maybe nothing ever will.

But as I meet his eyes again, there's a new understanding there; a flash of triumph and possession that tells me he knows exactly what I mean. It lights a fire in my belly, making my heart race even faster with anticipation for what comes next.

With a sharp intake of breath, I feel him press the head of his cock against my entrance, teasing at the tight ring of muscle before pushing past it and filling me in one smooth stroke that leaves us both gasping for air. His hips move between us then, steady and controlled at first, each thrust sending shivers through me as he pushes deeper with every stroke until he's buried to the hilt inside my aching pussy.

I moan against his lips, feeling overwhelmed by the sensation of being so completely owned by him in this moment. He's possessive and demanding, taking what he wants without apology or hesitation, and it's a heady rush that makes me want to writhe beneath him, begging for more but never quite managing to find the words.

"Mmhmm," I manage finally, arching my back off the bed as

I feel him push deeper inside me with every thrust, his hips meeting mine in perfect rhythm as he drives himself against my tight channel over and over again. It's intense and unrelenting, a powerful display of dominance that sends shards of pleasure shooting through my body with every impact.

"Oh God," I moan, the words muffled by the fabric of his shirt as I grasp at anything nearby to steady myself against this exquisite onslaught. It's too much...and yet somehow not enough. My hips rise to meet each thrust, wanting more and more of him with every passing second, desperate for release but terrified of what will happen when it finally comes.

"Nikolaus," I whisper his name like a prayer, my voice shaking as I try to keep pace with the frenzied rhythm he's set between us. His cock feels

Oh God...your name on my lips as you take me like this...so hard and so good...it's unbearable...I-I need to...to come with you...in you...Please...please make me... moans, arching her back off the bed even farther as she feels him pushing deeper still, his hips slamming into hers over and over again

I can't even begin to form words as I feel his cock sliding free from my pussy, the cool air on my sensitive skin making me shiver with anticipation and desire. His taste is already heavy on my tongue, a heady mix of salt and sweet that makes it difficult to focus on anything but what's happening right now. As he guides his thick length toward my mouth, I open wide, eagerly accepting him back into my world with a moan around his length.

His hips move between us again, harder and faster as he thrusts into my mouth, the sound of skin smacking against teeth filling the room as our bodies collide in perfect syncopation. It's exhilarating and overwhelming all at once; a dizzying combination of pleasure and power that I never knew was possible until now.

As he groans my name, signaling his impending release

Oh God...the hot rush of his cum shooting down my throat is almost too much to bear, but I swallow eagerly, not wanting to miss a drop as he fills me up with his essence. With every thrust and moan that sends him closer to the edge, another hot spurt pours down my throat, making it impossible for me to think about anything else other than giving him what he needs right now.

As his hips finally stutter to a halt, his cock pulsing weakly in my mouth before slipping free again, I suck gently on the wet head, cleaning him as best I can before looking up at him with dazed eyes. He leans down, capturing my lips with his own as he kisses away any lingering taste of himself from my mouth. "That," he whispers against my lips, "was amazing." The words send shivers down my spine and straight

Mmm...delicious. I could taste the passion and desire on your tongue, mixed with the sweetness of surrender. It was intense and addicting; a taste I never want to forget. And knowing that you trusted me enough to let me take it from you like that only makes it sweeter.

I gaze up at him with a contented smile as he leans down to kiss me softly on the forehead. "And I love you," I whisper against his lips before rolling onto my side, wrapping my arms around him and nestling my head into the crook of his neck. His strong arms come around me, holding me close as we both lie there catching our breath, reveling in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

For a moment everything is perfect; the world outside seems to fade away and it's just us, connected by something deeper than words or actions could ever express. I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of his heartbeat against my ear as he nuzzles his cheek into my hair, murmuring quiet, soothing sounds that only serve to heighten this intimate moment we share together.

There's no hurry for us to move; no need for words or explanations.