Mary
I tried my best to let my mum know nothing happened last night, but she still believes something happened and I was trying to hide it from her.
The time was half past seven in the evening, I was in the bathroom debating on wearing my panties or not. I left the bathroom and went into the closet to pick a jean trouser, if I wasn’t going to wear panties, then this jean trouser should come in handy.
“Come back here, young lady.” Mum called me back.
“What do you want to do with that jean trouser?” She asked, looking at me curiously.
“Mum! What else do I want to do with a jean trouser. Obviously I want to wear it.” I replied her, sighing.
“And what happened to the skirt you are wearing?” She asked, removing her eyeglasses. “Nothing,” I replied.
“Then return that jean trouser to where you picked it from? Are you trying to impress someone or even get noticed?”
“Because you want to clean up a guy’s room does not mean you have to impress him with your looks. I don’t know if you are trying to get his attention, but Mary. Please just do what you are there for, nothing else.” Mum added, glaring at me.
I became speechless, how could she say that and where is she getting such ideas from. Why would I try to impress Hawk or even get him to notice me. He is good-looking, fine! But that does not justify a reason to impress him.
I dropped the jean trouser back angrily, I left the room. Slamming the door as I left. If only she knew what I was going to face in there without that jean trouser, she would have begged me to wear it.
I walked upstairs, moving towards Hawk’s bedroom. I knocked, but I didn’t get any response. I opened it without waiting for a reply.
There was no sign of him in the room, I breathed a sigh of relief as I began to arrange the room, cleaning and dusting. Making sure it was clean. I did everything in a rush. I badly wanted to finish up before he comes in.
The door suddenly flew open, my eyes widened as he stood at the entrance watching me.
“What are you doing?” He asked, glaring at me.
“Cleaning up?” He asked again, he came inside the room, shutting the door after him.
“You are cleaning the room without instructions Mary.” He said, clicking his tongue.
He pulled off the black sweat shirt he was wearing and threw it on his bed. He began to laugh, clicking his tongue repeatedly.
He sat at the edge of his bed, staring at me. I looked away when our eyes met.
“You still have a lot to learn sweetheart,” he cooed.
“Come here,” he barked. I couldn’t move, I stayed glued to where I was standing.
“Come here Mary,” he shouted. “Mark my words, I am not going to repeat myself again.”
I began to move towards him, I stood at his front. Making sure there was enough space between us.
“Move closer.” He shouted.
I moved closer, now I was standing in between his legs.
“Are you wearing panties?” He asked.
I sank my teeth into my lips, my panties were still intact. As if knowing I disobeyed me. He grabbed my thighs.
“I told you clearly to come without one, what am I going to do with you.” He whispered.
“I have to make you obedient, you need a lesson.”
He added, licking his lips as he trailed his hands on my thighs.
“Remove it!” He barked out.
“I… I…. I… I… ” I stuttered, I wanted to tell him I can not remove it, but it was hard to get the words out.
“You what?” He asked.
I kept mute, twisting my fingers.
“You want to say something?”
“Do you have anything to say?” He asked.
“No, nothing.” I whispered.
“I thought so.”
“Now remove your panties.”
“Or should I help you with it?” He asked.
I shook my head negatively.
“Good, now remove your panties baby and let me see your pussy.” He said seductively, licking his lips.
I raised my skirt up gently, pulling the band of my panties down gently. I held it in my hands, waiting for the next order. He stretched his hands to me.
“Give it to me,” he said, staring deep into my eyes. He sniffed it without taking his eyes off me. Then he did something that shocked me, he kept it in his pocket. I gasped, wondering why he kept my panties in his pocket.
“Turn around.” He commanded. I obeyed immediately.
“Hands on your toes, I won’t repeat it twice.” He added. I did as he said, he made me bend down in front of him intentionally, I could feel the cool air on my pussy, I felt opened. I was embarrassed, he was staring at my pussy from behind.
He grabbed my hand between a nanosecond, pulling me into him. I lost my balance and I fell on him. He pushed me to the bed and immediately got on me, hovering over me. My heart began to beat against my chest.
He spreads my leg opened, opening me wide. I felt ashamed and embarrassed. My pussy was bare to his hungry gaze. I flinched immediately I felt his cold hands in my entrance.
He spreads me open with his fingers, I almost screamed. I tried pushing him away, but he was much stronger.
“Don’t move.” He growled out, he slipped a finger into me. I cried out, moaning loudly. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but I was enjoying it. He slipped another finger inside me and began to massage my clits, my toes curled. I felt some tingles all over my body, and a liquid trickling down, I was feeling a kind of wetness I could not understand what was happening. He began to push in and out of me.
I moaned more loudly again as he curved his fingers inside me. I covered my mouth before I could scream again. I can not believe that sound was coming from me. It was hard to believe I was the one moaning.
He pulled out his fingers and stared down at me, his eyes were dark with the clouds of desire.
“Do you know what they call that?” He asked, still staring at me.
“Fingering, I just fingered you.” He whispered. “And you enjoyed it.” He added.
He brought his fingers closer to my face, I stared at the fingers, they were wet with the liquid that came out of me, what he did next came as a shock to me. He pushed those fingers into his mouth, licking off the liquid, with his eyes still on me.
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