I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror on the back of my door. The red pencil skirt hugging my narrow hips looked like it had been made especially for me, but I still sneered at it, loathing every inch of it and the short-sleeved, white button-down blouse I had tucked into its high waistband. I wasn’t an “executive assistant” kind of girl, but that was exactly the part I had to play today at my father’s company.Well, stepfather. He wasn’t my real dad. I reminded him of that fact more often than I had to, if only because I knew that it bothered him so much.Maybe it was cruel, but William just didn’t get me. As far as I could tell, he didn’t even try. His parenting techniques were all straight out of the books of the Eighties, where “force your kids to go to college” was at the top of the list mothers and fathers could pat themselves on the backs about. It didn’t matter to him that some people just weren’t interested in a degree, or that their real life’s passion wasn’t s
There was no juicy gossip to be had here. I’d have to make do with my sordid fantasies of catching him in the act and my mother divorcing him and getting half his fortune.When I entered the elevator, I didn’t see a number listed for his floor. There was, however, a keycard slot near the bottom, which I assumed was meant for people like me. I slipped mine in and the panel sucked it in, holding it in place as some digital process read the card and instructed the elevator to take me to the appropriate floor.That, at least, was interesting, and a phenomenal way of keeping out solicitors and other unwanted visitors. If they couldn’t even find your floor listed, they couldn’t “stumble in by mistake.”I was surprised when the doors opened. The elevator had moved so fast and silently that I hadn’t realized we’d ascended thirty-three floors already. Not only that, but my stepfather’s inner sanctum was positively pristine, more so than I’d even imagined.It was the very definition of immacul
Yes, he quickly replied. Just sprained my ankle hiking. No biggie.?I grinded my teeth. I hated being so far away from him. I should’ve been there. I should’ve been able to keep him from hurting myself. Derrick always took more chances, more risks when he wasn’t with me. If William hadn’t thrown a hissy fit…I pushed back my anger to comfort my boyfriend. I’m sorry. How can I make u feel better?His reply came as no shock to me. Well, u could always tell me what ur up to…That was code for “sexting.” William wanted me to concoct some sordid tale he could jack off to—that was always the goal. I smiled. It had been a while since we’d last fucked. I was dying for some attention, too.And since my stepfather was busy for the next hour or so, I had plenty of time to do one more naughty thing at work.I began texting him a reply, greatly exaggerating what I was actually doing. I told him what I was wearing in excruciating detail, though I shortened the hemline of my skirt considerably and l
I closed my eyes, pulling my hand out from between my legs. My fingers were coated in my silken desire, long strings of it running between them and along my knuckles. I felt like I was falling from a great height, my stomach plummeting to Earth as my pulse rushed in my ears. I couldn’t look at him.“Were you touching yourself… in my office?” he asked.I nodded, still refusing to open my eyes. “Y-yes.”I heard him pick up my phone. Oh, shit. “You were sexting your boyfriend while you were supposed to be working?”“You haven’t even told me what to do—”“Yes or no?” my stepfather said much more sternly than I had the will to rebuke.I could feel myself trembling. I wanted to put my hand down, but I was sure he’d yell at me. He had me at a disadvantage. I knew there was no saving myself.“Yes,” I said at last. “I’m… sorry.”“Let me see,” he said, and my heart skipped a beat. “Let me see what you did to yourself.”I opened my eyes, staring up at him. “You can’t… you can’t be serious…”“Do
“Fuck, princess,” he gritted, reaching down to play with his own balls. I moaned again, teasing my clit even harder in response. “That’s right. Suck it for Daddy. Suck Daddy’s big, fat cock.”I was too consumed with desire to even think about stopping. I’d always wanted to one-up my stepfather, and I’d finally learned his weakness. He liked young, forbidden pussy. That was something I could work with. I gazed up at him as I licked my lips and leaned back in my chair.“Put it in me, Daddy,” I offered, draping my calves over the arm rests to give him unfettered access to my dripping cunt. “Fuck your stepdaughter right here at her desk. Come on. I know you want to do it.”William hesitated for only a split second before taking advantage of my offer. But as he lined up his cock with my tight hole, I wondered how in the hell something that big was going to fit into something so small?I didn’t have to wonder long. William thrust inside me in one go, stretching out my cunt so far I was sure
She was horny and couldn’t think straight and it was all his fault. Every time he saw her, he’d say “hello” in that deep, masculine voice that she loved so much. He always looked her in the eye when speaking to her, and oh, she couldn’t forget the way he twisted his long dreads into a bun when he was preparing to help her with her groceries. Yes, it was time to end the games and she had just the plan. She’d watched him for months and had figured out his routine. Once he unlocked that door, he was heading for the shower which gave her 20 minutes to freshen up, get ready and be at his place. The thought of what was about to happen had her dashing from the peephole to her bedroom; tonight, was going to be fun.He was enjoying his shower when he heard the “beep” from his alarm. He took a quick look at his camera and saw her, beautiful Kara. She was bent in front of his door with a bag of groceries. He figured she must have gone to the wrong door and was about to tell her when he heard her
He tied her legs and arms to the bed frame and looked at her. She was a work of art, beautiful and patiently waiting to be pleased.“Your little stunt made me miss dinner, Kara and now I’m a starved man,” he said. Kara hadn’t expected all this, she just wanted to be fucked. She didn’t like being tied up, but she guessed it was all part of the act. But what would she know, she had never had sex with a man before! She had made sure she stretched her pussy with her dildo before embarking on this ridiculous journey.The Internet had told her it would hurt, and it had, but now she was ready for a man. This man, however, was taking his sweet-ass time. “Okay, I’m hungry too, so could you just fuck me now and we can get a bite to eat after?” she heard him laugh, obviously she had said something funny. “Kara, I plan to eat now” he said as he strode towards her and planted his face between her legs, his tongue darted out and licked her clit and she gasped. She had not been expecting that, but it
This short story of how I would eat your pussy. It was written just for you. Read it and enjoy it while stroking your sweet wet pussy. I want you to get wet. I mean really wet reading about me doing this to you baby. I want your body hurting badly, nipples hard and your clit swollen and throbbing before you insert anything into it. You might even want to print it and lay back on your bed and love your body while you read it. It's my special gift to you.After undressing each other, we move to the shower and we slowly clean each other enjoying for the first time tonight seeing and touching each other's sex. With your back to the shower wall now, I drop to my knees and pull your lower body towards my open and waiting mouth. You bend arching your hips forward and moan when you felt my lips and tongue press on your clean sweet tasting pussy as my finger plays with your ass from behind. You gladly opened your legs as wide as you can and squat a little by bending your legs for me. I move in