Master of Lust

"Uhmm..." Amanda moaned as her eyes fluttered open. The morning sunlight fell on her face as it filtered through the curtains.

Amanda blinked a few times, trying to shake off the slight dizziness she still felt after her sleep. She stretched her arms above her head, feeling a sense of contentment settle over her.

Then she looked around, her gaze shifting through the room. She then turned her head to look beside her. She realised that she was all alone, the bed empty beside her and neatly made. Finding no one beside her, a mixture of relief and disappointment washed over her.

Memories from the previous night flooded back, causing a warm flush to spread across her cheeks. Rick's touch, his lips on hers, the intensity of their connection—it all felt like a wonderful whirlwind that she could hardly believe had happened. Amanda could still feel the faint scent of Rick lingering in the room. It was a reminder of the bang-bang they had shared.

Last night after their tryst in the living room, Rick and Amanda ordered a take-out. They had their late night snack their in the living room before moving to Amanda's bedroom and continuing with their escapade there.

As she remembered the sensations of their bodies entwined just hours ago, a blush creep up her cheeks. The memory sent a warm thrill down her spine, but also a wave of shyness that made her cheeks even redder.

Biting her lip, Amanda pulled the quilt around her body. But just as she did, she felt the sensation of the quilt brush her body, sending a ticklish sensation all over her. The quilt slip down to reveal her naked form.

Amanda quickly grabbed the quilt before it could fall any further, and pulled it up covering herself back. She then hastily looked around hoping not to see Rick anywhere. When she was sure, Rick wasn't hiding anywhere in the room, she finally sighed in relief.

Feeling a bit exposed in her current state, Amanda wrapped herself with the quilt and finally stepped off the bed.

But just as she stood on the floor, Amanda felt something uncomfortable behind her. Her moved down, brushing past her thighs, she touched her ass cheeks. Her hand moved along her ass cheeks, towards the crack between them.

And just as she was about to touch her ass, she felt something hard, something solid there. She still had the anal plug inside of her. And she slept soundly with it inside her ass?

Thinking about it, she felt her insides turning hot. Her cheeks turned red. What a shame, Rick was not there to see that.

Without a second delay, Amanda put her feet on the bed and stretched her legs. She then grabbed the anal plug by its end and tried to pull it out.

"Uhnmm..." A moan skipped out of her mouth. The Anal plug just felt too good and deep inside of her.

But Amanda did not stop. She pulled it even harder, and with a bit more effort, it was finally out of her. Amanda didn't even dare to look at it and quickly threw it below her bed without even looking.

Exhausted, she then slumped on the bed, trying to ease her breathing. It took her a couple of more minutes, and when she was finally relaxed, she stood up again.

Her clothes were scattered around, a telltale sign of the passionate moments they had shared. Her bra hung from the edge of a chair, and her dress carelessly lay on the floor.

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bra hung from the edge of a chair, and her dress carelessly lay on the floor.

She looked around to find her panties, but they were nowhere to be seen. But then she remembered that Rick had already pulled them off when they were in the living room. Remembering about what happened in the living room, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips as she remembered the night's escapades.

She quickly picked up her bra and dress, and still draped in the quilt, opened the cupboard. She dumped her clothes in there and quickly reached out for her panties. Slipping them on, she finally felt a sense of modesty return as the soft fabric hugged her curves.

Amanda's eyes then fell on a baggy hoodie hanging from a hook on the back of the door. She smiled at the sight. With a playful glint in her eyes, she decided to wear it, thinking it would be a comfortable way to start the day. Pulling the hoodie over her head, she felt its warmth envelop her.

Finally, Amanda was all dressed up. She wore a panty and over that, she had a hoodie. That was all she wore.

As she padded across the room, Amanda hesitated for a moment, looking around to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. She then slowly turned the doorknob and peeked out of her room. She looked out into the hallway, her ears straining to detect any sound.

She was trying to spot Rick. But he was nowhere to be seen. The coast seemed clear, and she tiptoed out of the room, carefully closing the door behind her.

Trying to sneak her way to the bathroom, Amanda walked slowly, like she was out there to rob a house.

Finally when she reached the living room, the apartment felt alive. There was someone else in the apartment other than her.

She could hear the sounds of clinking dishes and the sizzling of food on the stove. It was coming from the kitchen.

And what more she heard was the sound of someone humming a tune Amanda could not quite understand, but it was not the best thing she had heard waking up.

Rick's singing might not be the best thing out there, but the smell of his food was oddly endearing. Amanda took a deep breath, trying to smell the flavor in the air and she found that her heart which was still racing from the morning's escapades, slowly started to feel at ease.

But she was not lost for long in that feeling. As she tiptoed across the room, her gaze fixed on the bathroom door, but just as she took the step forward, she froze.

"No need to sneak, you know. It's your house only," Amanda heard Rick's voice from behind.

"Fuck!" Amanda cursed under her breath. She turned slowly and found Rick still working on his dish, with his back towards her.

Amanda's eyes widened in surprise, and her cheeks flushed with shame.

"How did you... Do you have eyes at the back of your head?" Amanda asked as she slowly took baby steps towards the kitchen, her eyes full looking down in embarrassment.

"When you get bullied in school all year round, you develop a certain set of skills," Rick spoke nonchalantly. But this made Amanda look up in shock.

"You were bullied?" Amanda's eyes softened as she look at Rick. She immediately had the instincts to comfort him.

Just then, Rick turned around. He wanted to tease her more but he was left stunned at the sight of her beautiful messy hair. From her beautiful face, his eyes moved down to her oversized hoodie. The hoodie looked like a couple of sizes too big for her, its hemline barely covering her ass cheeks. And the sight of her long, smooth legs was already giving him a boner in the morning.

"Nah... I was just messing with you. Look at your face." Rick quickly averted his eyes and laughed, "I do have good ears though.

Amanda sheepishly smiled hearing him. She clearly saw him check her all out. She quickly shuffled over to the table, and tried to pull down her baggy hoodie, as if it could magically erase the fact that she was basically wearing only that and her panties

She couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration after their morning escapade. As she approached the table, her gaze shifted to the spread of food before her.

"Wow, you've been busy," she remarked, her tone laced with a hint of admiration.

Rick grinned, his chest puffing out slightly in a mock display of pride. "I do have some impressive culinary skills, I must say."

Amanda playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, is that so? The legendary chef in action?"

Rick nodded his expression feigned seriousness. "Indeed. Some call me the Gordon Ramsay of my generation."

Amanda laughed, unable to hold back her amusement at his narcissistic claim. "Well, I suppose I'm lucky to be dining with such a celebrity."

Rick winked, turning around to face her more fully. "You have no idea. But I guess I can make an exception for you."

"What?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky under his scrutinizing gaze.

Rick leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "I was just thinking how lucky I am to have you here."

As he spoke, Amanda's gaze met his, and for a moment, the air seemed to crackle with an unspoken connection. And then, without any warning, Rick leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a spontaneous and electrifying kiss.

Amanda's eyes widened in surprise, but any thoughts of protest were quickly replaced by the warmth that spread from her lips to the rest of her body. At that moment, it was as if time had stopped, and all that existed was the sensation of his lips against hers.

When they finally pulled away, Amanda let out a breathless laugh, her cheeks flushed with a mix of surprise and delight. "I haven't even brushed yet."

Rick shrugged, his lips quirking into a mischievous smile. "Who needs minty fresh breath when you've got chemistry like ours?"

Amanda couldn't help but roll her eyes at his audacity, but her heart was racing and she couldn't hide the smile that tugged at her lips. Just as she was about to say something, Rick playfully slapped her butt, sending her stumbling forward in surprise.

"Hey!" she exclaimed, turning to give him a mock glare.

Rick chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Off you go, missy. Go freshen up while I finish whipping up the masterpiece that is breakfast."

Amanda sighed dramatically, as he rubber her ass. But there was a playfulness in her eyes as she turned to head towards the bathroom. "Fine, fine. Don't burn down the kitchen while I'm gone."

Rick chuckled and gave her a playful salute. "Your wish is my command, milady."

As Amanda disappeared into the bathroom, Rick turned his attention back to the stove, a contented smile on his lips. The morning had taken an unexpected turn, but he couldn't be happier about it. He felt a mixture of excitement and contentment like he was living in a surreal but wonderful dream.

He then turned around to look in the direction Amanda left and shook his head.

"It was a good thing I came back last night,"

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