CHAPTER 5 Emma’s heart was pounding as she ran back to the shed to retrieve her wet clothes. She dashed back to the house, grateful that there was no one about when she entered. She went up the stairs and into the safety of her room. As soon as the door shut, she had a chance to think. “What had happened just happened?” she quickly removed the jacket and saw her nakedness reflected in the hazy mirror. She ran her fingers over her skin, conscious of the heat it was producing. She saw her nipples were protruding. She touched them and recoiled at the raw feeling which sent jolts to her stomach coursing through the area between her thighs. Emma gingerly slid her hands lower, and she touched her soft tuft of pubic hair. The pressure of her fingers pushed sweetly as it glided over her concealed clitoris. “Oh, oooh,” she sighed as she felt the tender skin inside the folds of her pussy which was wet and slick with a pungent and milk fluid. Her mind immediately flew to the time s
CHAPTER 6 James then took one of Emma’s wrists and tied it to the ribbon. Emma was just looking until she realized that James was going for her other wrist. “Oh, my God, James! What on earth are you doing?” she cried but she didn’t pry her hand away from his grip. “Just behave and obey. I know you will have a deep appreciation of what I am about to teach you because you are such a precocious young thing when it comes to matters of sex,” he said authoritatively. Now, both of Emma’s hands were tied to the upper bed posts. Her melon- like breasts spread out like ripe and heavy fruit from the slim and delicate arms and silky armpits. She watched helplessly as James continued downwards and tied her right foot and then finally, he secured her left foot. She was spread-eagled and vulnerable. As if it were not enough, James produced another piece of satin and blindfolded Emma. She tried to comment and ask James what this silliness was about, but before she could open her mouth,
CHAPTER 7 It was still dark when Emma woke up. She tried to get up then realized that her feet were still bound. She sat up to untie them. As she managed to release her feet, she turned to see James sleeping flat on his back. His penis was slightly hard, twitching with every breath. Emma looked longingly at his physique, wanting more of that wonderful sensation that they achieved every time they coupled. Then she recalled a memory when she walked in on Mammy and her farmer husband. She overheard her saying she was going to make his meat hard. Emma did what she saw Mammy do to her husband. Holding the sleeping man’s cock tentatively with her fingers, Emma licked on the tip. Almost immediately, James’ penis responded and unfurled. She felt him stiffen in her hands. Then Emma put the soft head fully in her mouth. At this point, James was already starting to stir. Emma recalled how Mammy’s cheeks hollowed and filled when her husband’s cock was in her mouth so she did the same, p
Amelia A babysitter. Are you kidding me? I’m eighteen years−old. I didn’t need a babysitter. “Mom, tell dad! I do not need someone watching me. I’m eighteen. That is old enough to be able to stay at the house alone for a weekend. I thought you said you could trust me?” I cross my arms under my breasts, infuriated at this turn of events. I thought we had a deal. They were going to trust me, go out of town for their weekend getaway to have time to themselves, and I was going to prove to them that I was responsible. My mom fiddles with her earring as she tries to get it clasped. “I know, sweetie. And we do trust you, but your dad’s friend Camden Hart is coming into town this weekend for his sister’s wedding Sunday and needed a place to stay. We told him he could stay here. You remember Camden, right? He has been over here nearly once a month for our get-togethers’ since you were little.” Camden? Well, that certainly changes everything. Camden has been my crush since I was t
CHAPTER 2 I slide on pink, strawberry flavored gloss and rub my lips together. My hair is on top of my head in a messy bun. One that took me an hour to get just right. A few stray pieces frame my face. I only have mascara on and my eyebrows filled in, giving me a natural look, but the gloss gives it a sexy appeal. I’m wearing a blue off the shoulder swear, showing smooth skin that smells like vanilla thanks to my lotion. I’m wearing shorts, letting my long, tan legs steal the show. No way can he resist me. Besides, my heart won’t be able to take it. I’ve loved him since I could remember how. Giving a few tweaks to my hair, I give myself a once over in the full body mirror hanging on the door. I can do this. I am a woman, a single woman, who has feelings for a much older guy. Who I know has feelings for me. The last time I saw him was my eighteenth birthday two months ago. He stole glances at me. And now, he doesn’t have to look from a distance, he can have me. The door
Chapter 3 I’m sitting on the couch, watching a horror movie when Camden comes down the steps.I glance up from the couch and my eyes bug out when I see he isn’t wearing shirt and only grey sweatpants that hang low on his defined hips, showing a perfectly carved V that I know leads to a very big cock. I’m not sure what to focus on. His pecs, curved and muscular, or his abs, all eight of them, or the way his cock swings against the thin grey fabric as he comes down the steps. My eyes lock onto the bulge and a million different scenarios run through my head. I’ve never sucked a cock, but I bet his would taste good. I want to curl my fingers around the elastic waistband and pull the sweatpants down and suck the crown between my lips. Once I get a good rhythm, maybe he would take control and fuck my face. Camden has ruined me for anyone else and I haven’t even had him yet. “Nothing like a good shower after a long day,” he says, jumping over the couch and landing right next t
Chapter 4 “What are you doing?” I yelp, gathering the blankets to cover my body. My vibrator is still between my legs, inserted in my wet hole. “Get out!” I scream, frantic that he saw me like this. I mean if I was smart, I would have waited until he wasn’t at my door, but I never said I was smart, just desperate to get rid of this boiling blood in my veins. I locked the door. I thought that would be enough to keep him away. “I’m not fucking going anywhere, Amelia.” His voice is a rumble, shaking my fragile control I have on my body. “Look at you,” he admires, stepping over the wreckage of the door. I cover my breasts as he steps forward. “You didn’t seem to think too much of me down there.” I turned away from him, remembering how he asked me if I was a virgin, as if it was a complete turn off to him. “You misunderstood me.” Now, he is next to me, standing at the edge of the bed and grabs the sheet I have covering half my body, yanking it away, exposing me. “I only aske
Chapter 5 “Amelia?” I blink the haze away when I see Camden hovering over me, his lips wet, proof of why I fell unconscious. I hide my face in my hands, embarrassed of what just happened. “Oh my god, this is my worst nightmare.” “Are you kidding? It’s a stroke on my ego. I made you orgasm so hard, you blacked out for few seconds. And can I just say,” he brings his mouth to mine and mutters, “You taste like heaven. You taste like mine. Taste yourself.” He kisses me, parting my lips with his tongue, sharing what makes him so ravenous. “Mmm,” I say in surprise when I like what I taste. I deepen the kiss, wanting more, but Camden pulls away, standing over me like a god. His abs gleam in the lowlight of my room and his cock is still hidden beneath those grey shorts. There is a large wet spot on the front, pooling directly where his tip is. My imagination was right about one thing. His cock is huge. His hand cups the large beast, giving it a good shake. “Take my pants off.
Tyler moved closer to them and caressed her breast with one hand. Jessica reached for his belt quickly undoing his pants. Placing her hands around the back edges of them, she eased Tyler's pants to the floor releasing his harden penis. She placed her hand around it gently grasping and pulling it. She pulled his harden shaft to her lips and kissed the tip allowing her tongue to taste his flesh. Tyler cupped the back of her head pushing his penis deep in her mouth. Her tongue swirled and her cheeks caved as he trusted back and forth. He grunted with desire feeling acceleration beating in his limb. "Yeah baby... suck that cock...ahh yeah!" Tyler thrust deep in her throat causing Jessica to expel a gag reflex. She withdrew it for her mouth. Grabbing both arms, Tyler helped her to her feet. He spun her around and bent her over. He spread her legs opening them wide. He took his penis with his free hand and inserted it inside of her. He pushed deep within her as his balls beat against
Tyler stood in the doorway of the conference room shocked by the image his eyes held. Derrick turned and stood meeting his partner's gaze. Jessica slowly stood feeling her face slightly flushed. Tyler quietly closed the door behind him. "What's going on here," he asked looking back at the two of them. Jessica blushed as she looked back at Tyler. Derrick cleared his throat grinning as he looked at his partner. "I got lost and ran into Mr. Stark," Jessica started fixing her skirt. "We collided and I caused her to hit her head and knee," Derrick stated. "I was...helping..." "I'm sorry to hear that...my apologies miss. I am Tyler Mason, Derrick's partner," he introduced extending his hand. "It's a pleasure Mr. Mason. My name is Jessica Evens. I am a student at Long Beach University." "I see," Tyler said looking back at Derrick. "You're here with the other future editors, correct!?" "Yes, that's right." Derrick repositioned his glasses on his face feeling almost ambush
"Are you okay," Derrick asked sitting her up. She grabbed her head rubbing the aching spot. Derrick helped her to her feet and led her to the nearby chair. "Don't move! I'll be right back." She nodded her head slightly and he exited the door. He walked across the hall to the employee lounge and opened the cabinet door. He quickly grabbed a bag and filled it with ice. He returned to the room carrying the bag on ice. She was still seated in the same spot. Derrick handed her the bag. He watched her gently place it on her wavy blonde hair feeling a little uneasy. He walked to where another table stood in the corner and began fixing them a drink hoping to kill any pain. He handed her the glass and she gazed up at him. Her ocean grey eyes captured him. She took the glass lightly brushing his hand with her finger tips. His heart fluttered as he downed his drink. The strong bourbon slid down his throat burning as it touched the parched area. He grabbed the nearest seat and pulled it u
The doors to the elevator parted unveiling an endless window stretching from the ground floor to the top. Jessica and Cherry entered the elevator as directed astonished by the sight as they ascended. The scenery was a peaceful wonder stretching to the sea. The more elevated they became, the more the world shrunk around them. It was a glorious painting of different rays of lights and contrasts as Jessica peered out the window. It almost felt as if she had been flying. The journey to the floor was as entertaining as the classroom. Cherry continuously boasted about Mason & Stark Industries and how their work has changed many lives. Jessica smiled and pretended to listen as her friend's excitement escalated. They finally arrived to their destination and the doors parted open once again. As they excited the elevator doors, they were greeted by a thin, dark hair woman. She graciously led the group down the hall discussing her position and the company. As she spoke, Jessica realized she
"It was good. Nothing to really brag about but I would definitely bend her over a desk any time I need a stressful release." "Amazing," Derrick said without glancing from his paper. "You managed to seduce your secretary and gain new potential clientele all in one day. What's next!? A college intern?" Tyler let out a loud chuckle finding Derrick's astonishment humorous. The silence returned between the two of them. Tyler continued reading through the papers. He flipped the page and spotted a picture of them at the top. Tyler patted Derrick on his shoulder. "We made the paper this week," Tyler announced folding the pages down. Derrick leaned over to get a better look. "What is now the most exciting new company on the block, Mason & Stark Industries is making headlines across the nation. Tyler Mason and Derrick Stark are striking back against bankruptcy and saving many companies from dying out. At age 36, they are the youngest and the most eligible business men of the decade...
"Why not? He's...handsome. It would be perfect for you. Both of you will get laid and everyone will benefit with good grades and attitude adjustments." "He's in his forties. I'm only twenty." "So!" "Why don't you sleep with him if age doesn't bother you?" "Maybe I will. Beside, the older they are the more experienced and the better the sex is." Jessica shook her head half amused. The two became silent as Mr. Emerson’s gaze fell on them. He continued talking as the hour passed. It was a dull discussion apart from the little sarcastic remarks Cherry made. The discussion seemed endless as the time dragged on. Finally, he concluded his session as he handed out Mason & Stark Industries brochures to the class. "Oh my God," Cherry squealed excitedly. “I cannot believe we are actually going to meet Tyler and Derrick. They are sooo hot. What I wouldn't give to see the two of them naked. I bet they are hung....Oh that's right! You're not into older guys...Oh well. More for me."
"Can I have everyone's attention; please...We need to go over a few things before we get on our way. So, just bear with me a moment." Mr. Emerson stood at the front of the classroom looking over everyone as he spoke. Jessica watched him from the back of the room as he placed himself in front of the class delivering his notorious speech of rules and regulations. He looked identical to what the idle teacher persona you would read or see in magazines. At least to her, he always did. She had tried to picture him on a normal day off but found it difficult to imagine. He had been her advisor and instructor for almost two years and he generally looked the same every year. The door to classroom closed with a thundering noise causing every students heads to turn. It was Cherry. She always had a way with making an entrance. She was usually late for things and always the last person to arrive. "Ahh, Ms. Davis! How wonderful it is for you to grace us with your presence. Please, take a sea
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You come in here and think I'm just going to sign over my company," the older man yelled from across the table. "It's simple math, Mr. Bowden. Your company is in bankruptcy and we offer the only solution," Tyler said with a wave of his hand. Derrick lounged in his leather chair propping his forehead on his fingers. His dark hair was parted and shaped his long face as it hung loosely from his scalp. He looked at the old man and his son through his black, squared framed glasses. His hazel eyes watched and evaluated their clients as they sat fidgety in their seat. His legs were crossed raising his black pants leg. Feeling slightly annoyed, he loosed his silver and blue striped tie allowing it to hang on his black vest. Still uncomfortable, he reached for his collar and unbuttoned the top button of his light blue shirt. "Mr. Bowden," he started. "We are a very successful industry and we want nothing more than the best for your company.
Jessica quickened the motion as she began thrusting her hips forward. Her body turned warm and her breath felt husky as her sensation increased. Warm liquids rushed from her body. She moaned louder unable to contain the excitement as quick rushes of air expelled from her mouth. She moved the shaft more rapidly as the water beaded down her and the toy pulsated intensely. She pushed it as deep as she could, filling her entire canal with rotating pleasures. Suddenly, an explosion of intense sensation filled her lower body as met her climax. Her body convulsed sending rapid excitement throughout her. Her toes curled and her muscles contracted. She let out a satisfying grunt with each convulsion. Her heart quickened and she became limp, exhaustion setting in. Jessica returned the shower head to its place feeling the weight of her arms. The water slowed to a drip as she turned the knobs silencing the shower. She climbed out and patted herself dry convulsing silently as she touched her n