“Upstairs?” he said at full volume.
I fought hard to not blush, pulling my lips back over clenched teeth in a simulation of a smile.
“Yes,” I said.
“OK, if you insist.”
A couple of his friends cheered quietly, and I was sure I saw some money exchange hands around the table, but those were all secondary considerations to getting out of the room with as much haste as I could muster. Nick certainly appeared to be enjoying himself, waving and smiling at as many people as he could until we were out the doors and heading towards the stairs.
“I knew you’d come around, Nova,”
“Fuck off, Nick, in your dreams.”
“Such a slutty mouth, you need to watch it or somebody will shove a cock in there.”
“Whatever, we’re meeting Cal upstairs like he told me, and then I’m gone.”
“We’ll see.”
Nick’s hand gave my ass a squeeze as we ascended the stairs, I shot him a look that would have killed an elephant at fifty paces and pushed it away. Moments later it was back, except instead of groping my cheek, I felt his fingers stroking between my legs, sending an unexpected jolt of sensation into my body. I yelped and turned to slap him, but he blocked it easily.
“OK, OK. Let’s just get to the room, that’s where we’re meeting Uncle Cal.”
“What room?”
“Turn right at the top of the stairs, and last on the right.”
I let Nick lead the way, rather than let him grab at my ass again, and he opened the door into what appeared to be a simple spare bedroom. Simple by rich-person standards anyway, what little furniture there was obviously cost a lot of money and looked like top quality stuff.
“What are you meeting Cal here for?” I asked.
“You’ll see. Help me with something will ya?”
Nick went to the bed and reached under it, pulling out some strange contraption that looked like a half-barrel on some kind of platform with wheels. On the surface of the platform, to each side of the half-barrel I could see two sets of straps, exactly what they were for I had no idea. Nick was pulling an electrical cord out of the back of it and held the plug out to me.
“There’s a socket over there, could you plug this in? Please?”
I sighed and pulled the cord across the room, finding the socket he’d mentioned just to the right of a set of drawers and plugging it in. Nick was busying himself pulling out something that looked like a simple remote control, attached to the device on the ground via a cable, which he set down on the bed before turning to the bedside table and opening the drawer.
From out of the drawer he pulled an unknown item and removed some plastic packaging. I had not the slightest clue what to make of it. My best guess was that it was one of those gel wrist-rests that I’d seen some people use with their keyboards to help with ergonomics. It was approximately the right shape, but it had a ridge running along what I assumed was the top side that looked like it wouldn’t be particularly comfortable for a typist.
Nick set it down on top of the half-barrel thing, laying it in a little inset I hadn’t noticed that was just the right size and shape. It was a complete mystery to me and, although I didn’t want to speak to him, my curiosity was getting the better of me and I was about to ask what I was looking at when Cal opened the door and stepped in.
“I’ll just leave you two alone then,” I said, heading towards Cal, who held up his hand in a ‘halt’ gesture, stopping me in my tracks.
“Your… services are needed here, Nova,” he said.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, you’re going to be testing out this machine and sucking some cock, so take off your panties.”
“What? But... I don’t…”
“Nick here took quite a liking to you at the wedding, so asked me for a very special birthday present. You.”
“But…” I was about to call him ‘Daddy’ but I was reluctant to do that in front of other people. “I thought I was… just for you.”
“You’re for whatever I say you’re for. Nick here isn’t getting your pussy though, that much hasn’t changed. You’re going to take all his cum in your mouth and love every drop. Take your panties off. Now.”
Cal’s voice was so commanding I’d often noted in the past how my body seemed to obey him even before I’d fully processed what he’d said. This was another one of those times, I found myself reaching up my skirt trying to get a grip on my underwear before I even realised what I was doing. I was being forced to disrobe in front of a near-stranger, and apparently my dick-sucking skills had been given away like a tradable service.
“Now, Nova,” Cal repeated.
I had no choice, Cal held all the cards. I couldn’t do anything to make him angry and risk my mother’s marriage and this new life we were being given. I had to do what he said until I provided him an heir. My fingers gripped the lacy material of my panties and tugged them down until I stepped out of them and I felt the cool air on my pussy, a draft seeming to go straight up my short skirt.
“Fuck you’re hot,” Nick said. “Straddle this,” he indicated the device from under the bed.
I looked towards Cal, who nodded, and walked towards Nick and the machine with an unrestrained and unrestrainable blush lighting up my cheeks. No wonder Nick had been so smug and sure of himself. I lifted one leg over the half-barrel and kneeled down on top of it, my legs spreading to accommodate the curve and my skirt riding up accordingly.
The ridge of the thing I had thought was a gel wrist-rest aligned perfectly with the crease of my pussy, its rubbery texture completely smooth. I thought about how horny I’d been all week and that, despite the shock of the situation, if there was a cock thrust in my face, that surface between my legs would soon be slick with my juices.
Nick began strapping my lower legs to the platform on either side, that explained that little feature I supposed. Thankfully the straps were well padded on the inside and by the time he was finished they were firm but comfortable.
Cal picked the remote up off the bed and pressed a button. I gasped in surprise when the half-barrel started extending upwards, pushing against my sex until I could no longer raise myself up off the surface if I wanted to. I gulped with anxiety, wondering what other buttons were on that remote.
I wasn’t given long to ponder, Cal pressed something else and the entire half-barrel vibrated to life with the soft ridge pressing right on my clit. I screamed in surprise and instinctively tried to struggle away, a reaction the straps soon put a stop to.
After the initial shock, I felt my heart beating rapidly and breathed in and out to try to calm myself. The sensation between my legs was absolutely unbelievable, it was like somebody at Porsche had taken everything I’d noticed over the past week and put it into a machine specifically designed to rock my world. It was only a few seconds before my hips were rocking involuntarily against the ridge as a flush rose up my chest and my small breasts began to heave.
“Holy shit, look at her go,” Nick said.
I looked up at him, wanting to think of a witty retort to put him in his place, but all I could think of was how close to an orgasm I was after less than a minute of direct stimulation. Instead of looking angry, I bet I looked like a little whore. Under the circumstances I was fine with that as long as there wasn’t a power cut!
Nick stood beside me and I could see a bulge in his pants, conveniently exactly eye-level with where I was kneeling. I held on to the machine for dear life and my eyes darted between his face and this crotch, where his hands were slowly pulling his zip down. He reached in and pulled his hard cock out through the gap in the front of his boxers, a smear of pre-cum already evident on the tip.
It was hard to concentrate, but I could clearly see that it wasn’t the monster that Cal’s cock was. However, it was hard, straight and relatively thick, I found myself wondering what it would feel like inside me.
Nick grabbed the shaft halfway down and directed it towards my face. I t
urned away, wanting to concentrate on my own pleasure first, and felt the pre-cum smudge across my cheek. He didn’t seem to care, rubbing his cock all over my face and in my hair until I felt like a sticky mess, but Cal seemed to object.
“Him first, then you, Nova. Show him what a good little cock sucker you are,” he said quietly.
Nick took some courage from Cal’s words and with his spare hand gripped my hair firmly, pushing his cock against my lips until I reluctantly let him into my mouth. His manly flavour filled my mouth as I automatically spread his pre-cum all over by swirly my tongue around the engorged head.
“Oh fuck. At last,” Nick groaned, looking down at me with what could only be described as relief in his eyes.
I began bobbing my head up and down, letting his cock get further and further into my mouth with each stroke until I felt the head squelching into the back of my throat. His cock was well lubricated from my saliva and his natural lubricants so I opened my throat and engulfed the whole thing. After being roughly face-fucked by Cal a few times, Nick’s cock was a walk in the park.
“Oh… my… God,” Nick breathed and fumbled in his pocket for something.
I paid him no heed, repeatedly taking his entire length into my throat until I was half-blinded by a bright flash of light. I looked back up to see that Nick had pulled out a digital camera and was admiring a snap of my lips wrapped around the base of his cock.
“Hey… Cal?” I asked hopefully.
“Shut the fuck up and suck that cock,” Cal said and turned the power down on the machine between my legs.
At that particular moment the worst thing in the world I could imagine was that powerful humming being taken away, so I turned back to Nick’s thick erection and took the whole thing inside me again, redoubling my efforts until I felt that wonderful sensation increase between my legs again.
“Smile,” Nick said.
I took his cock out of my mouth and held it against my face, all my saliva adding to the mess he had already put there before, and gave my biggest smile before another bright flash left me without vision for a few seconds. One at a time I sucked his balls into my mouth, giving them a vigorous tongue-bath as I jerked his length with one hand, and paused for another shot from the camera.
The thing between my legs, surely the first thing that would have been invented if men somehow went extinct, was driving me utterly wild and I was losing control in the best possible way. Nick looked like he was experiencing the same thing, if the look on his face was anything to go by.
Suddenly, he furiously stuffed the camera back into his pocket and pulled his cock out of my mouth before gripping my hair even harder and jacking himself off over me. At the same moment, Cal turned the power way up on the huge vibrating seat and as a torrent of semen rained down on my face and into my open mouth I screamed out a glorious orgasm.
I bucked my hips back and forth, the incessantly vibrating ridge driving unimaginable pleasure into my body, my mains-powered climax exploding inside me all the way to the tips of my fingers and my curling toes. Nick began slapping his hard rod against my face, splattering the streams of cum there and eking out the last few drops.
“Don’t move,” he panted, letting go of my hair.
I could barely see through the thick ropes of cum almost plastering my eyelids down, but the tell-tale flash of the camera was unmistakable and I smiled unbidden as he took several snaps of my sperm-soaked face next to his spent cock. The vibrations being hammered into me were thankfully dialled down to a low hum and I slumped over trying to catch my breath, giving the half-barrel a discreetly affectionate hug as I did so.
“OK, fun’s over, Nick, you’ve got a party to get back to. Go freshen up and I’ll see you before we leave. Is there a towel in here?”
“Huh?” Nick sounded dazed and confused. “Oh. Yeah… uh… over there, bottom drawer. Thanks, Uncle Cal.”
“You know how to play it now.”
“Yes, sir. Thanks again. Bye Nova.”
“Um…”
Nick didn’t wait to see whether I would regain my powers of speech, walking out the door and leaving the two of us alone. Cal retrieved a towel and threw it at me.
“Clean yourself up,” he said and began working at the straps on my calves.
I wiped Nick’s seed off my face and out of my hair as best I could but it was difficult to know whether I’d got everything without a mirror. By the time my eyes were cleared Cal had disrobed and his huge cock was at full size. After getting so up close and personal with Nick’s manhood I was struck again, as if seeing it for the first time, at just how phenomenally large Cal’s stiff rod was. I could hardly believe I’d been fucked every which way by it several times already, where could I possibly fit that thing in my petite body?
“Get on the bed, it’s been too long since I filled you up with cum,”
I tried to stand, but found my legs couldn’t support my weight. After a couple failed efforts I looked up at him sheepishly.
“Can you lift me, Daddy?”
“This thing,” he chuckled, “is almost too good at what it does.”
Bending down, he draped my arm over his shoulders and lifted me into the air, carrying me the very short distance and setting me down carefully. Cal climbed on to the bed, straddling my upper legs and looked down at me hungrily before reaching up and grabbing a pillow. He put the pillow on the bed next to me at hip-height and then without a word rolled me on top of it so that my ass was sticking up in the air.
I gave it a little wiggle, feeling pins and needles prickling my lower legs as Cal moved behind me and adjusted the back of my dress to expose my sopping wet pussy. My Step-Father rubbed the tip of his fat cock along my slick crease until it was well-coated and slipped between my eager labia before leaning forwards and hooking one hand under my armpit and on to my shoulder, the other slipping inside my dress from the wide open back.
With one nipple being roughly rolled between a finger and thumb, I felt Cal’s giant cock begin to force itself inside of me until I grunted with the effort of it and scrunched the covers up in my hands, as if a good grip would do anything to ease the hard fuck I knew I was about to receive. As always, just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I felt Cal bottom out inside me and let out a gasp of relief.
After letting my mechanically-punished pussy get used to his girth for a few seconds I felt Cal pull back and then drive it all the way home again, our bodies slapping together. From there on, there was no holding back and my Step-Father drove his cock into me over and over again.
The pillow under my hips sprang back from every powerful thrust , impaling my sex on his huge rod even harder without any extra effort from myself. I was in seventh heaven, the intrusion of his hard length giving me sensations the machine on the floor had not, and it wasn’t long before I was moaning like a whore again, feeling the vague stirrings of another climax.
“Uhn… Uhn… give it to me, Daddy!”
Smack! Smack!
Without warning Cal gave me two sharp spanks on my right ass cheek, making me squeal in delight and squeeze my pussy muscles down on his thrusting shaft. Cal groaned and began fucking me even harder, until the thrusts felt almost more like a constant hum than individual pumps.
My whole body was shaking with the power of his jack-hammering cock and I reached between my legs to stroke my clit, feeling my sensitive button completely slick with the juices dribbling out of my abused teen slit. The extra sensation was all it took to send me toppling over into the sea of bliss again and I moaned out my pleasure with no regard for discretion whatsoever.
Using my last ounce of strength I squeezed Cal’s cock with every pulse of my orgasm, the increased friction maximising my pleasure and making me moan all the harder. Cal gave me one more swift spank on the ass before I felt the first hot spurt of his seed filling me up.
“God damn your pussy is a work of art, Nova,” he breathed as a jet of sperm splashing my cervix punctuated every sporadic thrust until he colla
psed on top of me, breathing hard.
I wasn’t sure how long we stayed there, but eventually Cal rolled off to the side, his softening cock schlopping out of my well-fucked pussy, followed by the rivulet of semen that I was always so sad to waste. I rolled over and swung my legs out to the side of the bed, glad to note that feeling had returned to them.
Looking down at the machine that had given me such pleasure I noticed a logo on the side that depicted the name of the device. It was called a ‘Super-Nova’ and I couldn’t help but giggle. Until that moment the name would have conjured images of me wearing a cape with an ‘S’ on it, but I had to admit the label was apt.
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Filthy Rich 5
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After her incredible experience at Nick Elliston's twenty first birthday party, Nova is one confused woman. She had thought that her mother's husband, billionaire Cal Willis, was going to keep her all to himself while they waited for her to provide him with the heir he wanted.
In a quest to find out why Cal shared her, she lets it slip that she was really enjoying all the attention she's been getting, so Cal comes up with a plan to get her all the attention she can handle in an Amsterdam club!
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