Liza!...

After I started interning under mr. Douglas, I had begun to go crazy for him and his very hard cock. He knew it too, would even refuse to fuck me some days, tease me inn front of my father, just to get a reaction out of me and just to make me beg for him in private.

But at his house and in his living room with him a few doors down…

He moved his hand down my body and leaned closer to me from behind, brushing his lips against my ear and chuckling deeply into it. “After all this time, and you still think you have control, liza. You're mine. I tell you when i fuck you, where i fuck you, how i fuck you.”

When he finally touched the top of my skirt, I moaned softly. Reaching inside my skirt, he played with the hem of my panties and then drove his fingers across the top of them and made his way down farther. I dug my fingers into the couch and gasped when he reached the bottom of my soaked thong.

He pressed his finger down against them harder, slowly rubbing circles. “Do you understand me? I have so many photos of your slutty little cunt on my phone that I could ruin your life with Liza, or I could make you very successful in whatever business you want to start. All i have to do is show your pussy to the right people.”

My core clenched at the thought . deep down, i knew he would never do that, but,... gosh, it made me excited, just thinking about him showing my photos to all my fathers coworkers, making them get so hard from it that they had to jerk themselves off on me.

“Yes, I understand,” I whispered, closing my eyes and enjoying him.

He slipped his fingers into my panties and touched my cunt. I gasped louder this time, knowing that I wouldn't be able to keep quiet with Mr. Douglas touching me like this. Nick was bound to hear sooner or later and would come out and see his father fucking the girl who he had been flirting with for ages now.

Legs trembling, I leaned over on the couch and arched my back for Mr. Douglas, grinding my wet pussy against his bulge in his suit pants. All I wanted was for him to plunge himself into me and pound me until I couldn't walk tomorrow. I was sure he wouldn't mind watching me stagger in front of my father.

He probably got off on the fact that he was nailing his business partner's daughter.

Just as I was about to reach an earth-shattering orgasm, he pulled his hand away from me. My pussy pulsed; the heat gathered in my core.

"No," I said, shaking my head and reaching for his hand to put it back. I glanced over my shoulder at him. "Why'd you stop? Please, please... I need it so badly."

Grabbing his cock through his suit pants, he stroked it. "Is that all you want me to do? Just to touch you?"

I swallowed hard and shook my head, my eyes wide.

"Look at me," he said.

I glanced back at him through my lashes again, my core tightening, just thinking about what I wanted him to do to me. "No. That's not all."

"Tell me what your tight, young pussy wants from me."

"Oh God, Mr. Douglas," I moaned, bucking my hips back and forth to grind against his huge cock. "Please, fuck me. Please, I need you to put your dick inside of me. I need your cum dripping out. I want you to use me."

Mr. Douglas grunted and pulled his cock out of his pants, then let a wad of spit drip from his lips to his dick, rubbing his thumb over the head to make it glisten.

After tugging up my skirt, he pulled my panties to my knees and stepped between my legs, rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy.

God, it was so wrong to do it here.

So fucking wrong.

Placing a hand on my lower back, he made me arch harder. I stuck my ass up in the air for him and pushed toward him, letting him slip inside of me with ease. A wave of pleasure rushed through my body, my legs tingling in delight.

When he pushed all the way inside, I threw my head back, unable to hold back my moan. He grunted against my shoulder and pounded inside of me, his hands coming around the front to grope my breasts through my tiny tank top I had worn for him today. My nipples hardened underneath it and poked against his palms, the feeling driving me wild.

"Harder, Mr. Douglas," I breathed out.

Mr. Douglas pounded into me harder and tugged on my nipples, twisting them between his fingers. My pussy clenched around him, the pressure building high in my core already. I heard a door open in Mr. Douglas's mansion and footsteps coming from the right, but I couldn't seem to care anymore.

It only made me clench harder.

"Liza?" Nick said to my right, staring wide- eyed at me getting railed by his father. He looked up at his dad.

"What are you doing? She's my age!"

"Showing you how to fuck a woman, son," Mr. Douglas said, still pounding into me from behind. He pulled a fistful of my hair back and groped my asscheek in his other hand, fingers digging into my flesh. "Liza likes to be fucked like the slut she is, doesn't she?"

My pussy clenched, and I moaned in response.

"Sit down, Nick. Let her show you how much she loves it."

Nick stared at us like we were fucking crazy, but I had seen his cock before, had sucked him off one too many times in my early college days.

He was big, just like his father was, and I wouldn't mind it. Hell, at least not when I was high off ecstasy and so close to an orgasm.

"Sit," Mr. Douglas ordered his son, tone harsher, then gently pulled my hair back and whispered into my ear, "You're going to be a good girl for me, right? You're going to do as I say?"

Again, my pussy clenched around him. I nodded, staring at Nick and reaching out. "Please, give it to me. I want to suck you off like I used to while your father fucks me from behind."

Nick hardened in his jeans. He glanced between us a couple times. Then, to my surprise, Nick lay down in front of me, pulling his hard cock out of his pants and stroking it.

Before I could stop myself and because Mr. Douglas wasn't doing anything to stop me, I dipped my head to take Nick into my mouth. He laced his hand into my hair and grunted, eyes closing softly.

"Fuuuck," Nick groaned, pushing my head down further onto his cock and finally relaxing.

As he hit the back of my throat, I gagged and tried to pull my head back, but his hands wouldn't let me off of him until he was fully inside.

"Suck it off, Liza. Just how you used to," he ordered.

I did as I was told, and Mr. Douglas grabbed a fistful of my hair from behind and bounced my head up and down on his son's cock.

My pussy tightened as he continued to fuck me harder and harder. Spit and drool dripped out of my mouth, slobber coating my chin and my eyes becoming watery.

My legs trembled; my fingers dug into Nick's thighs.

"Come in my mouth," I begged when he finally let me breathe.

I pushed my head back down on him again, stared up at him through glossy eyes, and gargled on his cock, feeling Mr. Douglas stiffened behind me. He was close, and I knew that as soon as he and his son came inside of me, I would tip over the edge.

Nick grunted, his warm cum shooting down my throat. I sucked his cock, wanting every last drop inside of me, and swallowed like a slut, just like his father taught me. I looked up at him, pulled his cock out of my throat, and let it smack against his thigh.

Mr. Douglas rammed into me one last time and buried his cock as deep as he could, coming into my pussy. I curled my toes and moaned out, coming with him, wave after wave of pleasure rushing through my entire body until I felt numb.

And this night was far from over.