Chapter 11 I can feel another orgasm building fast, and I scream out again, "Thank you Daddy, fuck your little girl, make her be good!" Now he's growling with every stroke, plowing into me so hard he's literally lifting me off the bed by the hips with every thrust! I can feel hot wet drops on my back, and I know he's sweating hard, giving me everything he has. Until he suddenly snarls and slams into me three times, harder than all the rest. And then he begins to grunt and I know he's filling me with his cream! My cunt clamps hard around his pulsing cock and I growl through clenched teeth as the orgasm to die for finally happens! If anyone is home downstairs they must think two wild animals are loose up here! And they're right! We lie still, crumpled up on the sheets together, for several minutes, both gasping and sweating like pigs. My ass stings so bad I feel like I've been branded, and my hips hurt so bad I know I'll be black and blue for a week. And all I can think of
Synopsis At eighteen I still do what my stepfather Jackson says. He tells me to go with him to the store, I do. He tells me to go outside and help with the chores I do. What he doesn’t know is that my breasts are full. For a man who sees everything about me, he doesn’t know anything about me. The milk is hard to hide. Maybe he does know and I’m not noticing! “ Saundra, come out, here will you? I have some things that I need you to do.” I hear my stepfather Jackson calling from the pool shed. I’m coming!” I holler back. I have my bikini on because I want to go swimming. It’s too hot for me and I need to cool down. I feel the weight of my tits and bite down on my lip. Going to the pool shed I see that he’s already taking things out. “It’s the beginning of the summer and it’s too hot!” I cry out to him as I bring the chairs to the patio, setting them up. We bring the picnic table together to the patio and it’s almost all the way set up. “I think we’ve done pretty go
Chapter 2 You’re going to come to my room and get milked. You’re my hot little milkmaid after all.” He winks at me, turning away as he drinks down the bottle of my milk. It’s only then that I get off the wooden surface and run to my room. The tears are streaming down my face. I slam the bedroom door that’s rickety already. I will not go to him, I will not! I fell asleep crying. By the time that I wake up the sun is going down. It’s a little darker in my room and I get up from the bed. I’m sobbing again because my jugs have filled, and they are so heavy that I don’t even want to get up from the bed. I bring my hands under my tits and lift some of the weight. It stops some of the pain, but not a lot of it. I look at my clock and see that it’s almost bedtime anyways. The thoughts that are running through my head are shameful. I know what I have to do to get rid of the pain. I know who I have to go to. Jackson. I walk across my floor in just my bikini bottom, there
Chapter 3 I want him to go deeper. I hear him moaning and grunting louder and louder for me. Fuck, I want him. “Yes, my little milk maid can’t take it anymore. She wants her daddy, she needs her daddy.” He murmurs. “I do, I need all of you. You feel how wet I am daddy? I’ve been so wet, and I need it. I have to cum you need to keep milking me.” I whine at him, nodding my head up and down. The more I call him daddy the harder he fucks me, and I feel my pussy shaking. I know that I’m going to cum for him. “I feel you baby, daddy feels it. You’re going to squirt that hot juice onto my cock. I’m going to fill you just like these tits are filling my mouth.” He suckles harder and harder, drinking down everything that I have to offer him! He does it to the other one, only not as fast, he licks at the creamy milk that is coating my hard nipple and we watch another stream appear as he continues. “Yes, your jug is overfilled with that creamy milk. I’m going to make sure that
It is a special feeling... one which many women dream of for most of their lives. Having a handsome, older man fill her most delicate of parts with his fertile seed. Being taken and pleasured by one they love so dearly... in the most taboo of fashions. Well, we'd have the house to ourselves now at least. Mom was busy, as usual – off attending some business trip for the next few days or weeks or whatever it was. I couldn't remember the last full month that she had stayed home. And I knew it was hard on my daddy. Well, that's the man I call daddy anyway. He's actually my step-dad. The guy my mom remarried when I was 14. They've been together for 5 years now. Yeah, yeah, I'm 19 and still living at home. But the perks are nice. Free food, internet, no rent and a lax household. I couldn't complain. Daddy always wanted to treat me like his little princess too. I think he did it to impress my mom. You know, act nice and be kind to me so she'll love having him around. Althoug
CHAPTER 2 However, instead of doing that, when I saw the light sweep over my body I just made a little screeching sound. A soap-opera kind of gasp! “Daddy!” I wheezed, finally turning around and flipping over onto my back. I grabbed a pillow from the bed and placed it over my body. But I knew, just from his face alone, that he had seen my two breasts in full view. Not to mention my hot pussy there for a while. Or the tight abs that I worked hard to get. I bet he liked looking at his little girl stuck on the floor like this. My legs were still poking out from beneath the pillow. Daddy had his eyes glued to them, slowly moving up the calves and thighs, higher still until they reached my face. “What are you doing!” I asked. “All done,” he said with a smile. “Your turn!” And then the towel-clad man turned to leave, walking out of my bedroom and into the hall. I kept my eyes stuck on his crotch, peering over at the obvious bulge. How could he have managed to hide such an
CHAPTER 3 “Yes, Isabelle. I think your mother would appreciate me being the disciplinarian for once, don't you? She doesn't seem to like much else about me anymore. But maybe... if I teach you something, she'll stick around.” “I don't know, daddy,” I whispered. “I'm sorry though, if I was being bad.” Daddy was so confident, sitting beside me on the couch in his business suit with that bright red tie. I remembered buying it for him for his last birthday. “Don't be sorry, Isabelle. It's all part of growing up. Now... let's see how grown up you really are,” he nodded, licking at his lips. And all of a sudden, I felt his hand beginning to move, to slide up my leg. He was inching it down along my thigh, fast approaching the wet gash between my limbs. I had my panties around the lower half of my legs. They trapped me from spreading them any farther apart. But it didn't seem to matter to him, as he kept on with that wanton hand. I felt his fingers only a mere few inches from
Chapter 4 “I'll be anything you want me to be, daddy,” I gushed, arching my back and moaning. “Then be a helpful baby girl and get these pants off me. It's time we put that mouth of yours to use,” he instructed me, rising up. “My mouth?” I whimpered, already doubting that such a thick pole could possibly squeeze between my lips – at least not without tearing off my jaw! “Yes, Isabelle. I'm going to stick this big cock into your mouth. And you're going to like it,” he smiled, my sweet daddy. And somehow, he was able to convince me that it would, definitely, be a wonderful experience. And so I reached up, slowly undoing his pants (my forearm brushed against his erect penis several times, and my god, it was so solid!). “Pull them down,” he repeated. I did as he told me, yanking the pants along with his boxers (by accident though) straight down his legs. And here, I watched as that large mass of meat came springing back up, nearly whacking me in the face! It looked so se
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