“Oh my God,” I groaned.
“That’s right, my little slut,” said Eric.
That’s when I felt the tip of his cock pushing my labia to either side as he began to double-team me in conjunction with the toy he’d shoved up my ass. I’d taken his cock many times by this stage, but as inch after inch advanced into my depths, I’d never felt so completely full before.
“Holy fuck, I can feel it through you,” said Eric, obviously talking about the vibrating sensation.
I felt his pelvis press against my ass, bumping against the base of the vibrator at the same time as the tip of his cock did brush my cervix, and I moaned in absolute submission. Every time I thought there couldn’t possibly be anything else he could do to claim me, make me more his, I was proven wrong.
Eric leaned over me and began pounding his hard length in and out of my well-prepped pussy, making my pelvis bounce off the pillow and thrust back against him. My ass met his thrusting body with an almost deafening slap each time he bottomed out, bumping that vibrator in my anal cavity again and again.
The billionaire fucked me like a madman, furiously punishing my teenage pussy with his stiff rod until I was screaming and crying in delirious pleasure. I bit down on the sheet in front of my mouth just in time as I felt him pull up and unleash a heavy hand on my ass cheek.
Smack!
I squealed through clenched teeth, and again as he repeated on the other side.
Smack!
My ass cheeks were on fire, my asshole was absolutely buzzing, and his huge cock was going to make me cum again at any moment. The humming from the sex toy in my ass seemed to drown out all other sounds, even the filthy things Eric was saying to me, as I was once more pushed over the edge.
I let out a scream of ecstasy to end all screams of ecstasy as my climax robbed me of all rational thought and I thrashed against the cuffs holding me in place, my ass still bouncing off the pillow to meet Eric’s thrusts. My billionaire step-daddy wrapped his hands around my throat and pushed his cock as deep as he could, spurting cum in a hot blast directly against my cervix as I knew he would.
My face went red with the pleasure and effort of the hard fucking as Eric injected his creamy load into me. When I finally came back to earth, I smiled at the familiar sensation of all that warm cum inside my pussy, especially happy that in this position none of it seemed to leak out. Nothing was wasted.
If anything, it seemed to sink in deeper, as if every single one of his sperm in that load was in the running to get to my eggs. Maybe that was his plan all along. It didn’t matter, the important thing was that I’d done just what my daddy wanted me to do, and my future was still secure, as was my mom’s. Life was good and everything was as it should be.
I could barely do anything when Eric pulled out, beyond pouting at having no cock in my pussy anymore. The vibrator was still humming away in my asshole and he seemed to be in no hurry to remove it as he got dressed again.
To my surprise I heard him walk to the door and open it without even setting me free and felt a moment of panic that he might leave me here all night for the cleaners to find the next day. Before I’d even begun to process that possibility though, I heard him talking to somebody just outside the door.
“Here you go, told you. Take good care of her, but remember her pussy is mine. Mine, you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I promise you it wouldn’t be worth it to piss me off on this one.”
“I get it, don’t worry. There’s a thousand other things I can do with her. To her.”
“Alright, see you when I get back,” said Eric.
The door closed and I had no choice but to just lie there, my face a mask of shock as footsteps headed towards the bed. After a few seconds I saw the man come into view and recognised him immediately.
Devan Thorpe.
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Everything Can Be Bought 5: For The Price Of One
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After her new man of the house, billionaire Eric Lockwood, has been away on his honeymoon for two weeks, Olivia is desperate for more of the ravishing only he can give her and so when a package arrives with instructions to meet him in the boardroom of Intactustech, the inexperienced brat jumps at the opportunity to dress up as Eric's personal secretary and savour her new position in life.
As if Eric's totally taboo advances weren't enough, the boardroom table at Intactustech will never be the same after a truly acrobatic encounter between the two forbidden lovers on a day that will change everything for Olivia, especially for the next nine months.
In this series finale, we see what the future holds for Olivia as well as what ever becomes of Devan Thorpe and Deanna Royce.
Kinks/Sub-Genres
Pseudo-Incest, Breeding, Rough Sex, Billionaire, Stepfather, Stepdaughter
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*****
For those of you who have ever been left tied up on a bed after your billionaire step-father vigorously barebacked your teen pussy until you screamed in ecstasy, trying once again to get you pregnant, on the night of his wedding to your mother, before giving you away on some kind of sex loan to a man you don’t even know while he enjoys his honeymoon, I ask you, what are you supposed to do?
That was the situation I was in when Eric Lockwood left me in the possession of Devan Thorpe for a couple of weeks. It seemed that Devan was Eric’s apprentice in almost everything, a man Eric trusted to be his second in command with a long-term view to take over the empire when Eric decided the time was right.
Even though he was only in his twenties, and even before he had me in such a compromising position, I had thought to myself about how much like a younger version of Eric he was. That similarity was driven home when he stripped down and didn’t untie me from the bed until I had a fresh load of his cum on my face and in my hair to go along with the huge sperm deposit Eric had just made in my pussy.
I was in shock, I had no idea what was going on. I’d never met anybody as dominant and unyielding as my new step-father before. I certainly wasn’t in the habit of letting just anybody cum on my face, but he was so fucking hot and Eric had basically decreed that I belonged to Devan until he was back… so I went with it.
I don’t know if that’s what anybody else would have done, but if they had seen how incredible these cocks were, they might have changed their tune and also done what they could just to get those wondrous specimens of manhood inside them. I spent the weekend finding out just how many ways I could cum without actually having a cock in my pussy, and all about what the “Super Nova” machine was for, before wedding guests were expected to leave the hotel where the reception had taken place.
By the time Eric returned, Devan had worked his way deep into my mind and fantasies, but, as Eric had warned him, my pussy belonged to Eric and my mom’s marriage hinged on the billionaire getting me pregnant. Apparently refreshed by a two week break, he came back ready to fuck me harder than ever, and wasted precious little time for another attempt.
*****
I was killing time doing some online shopping when Eric’s butler knocked on my
door with a delivery that had just arrived. Nothing I’d bought in the last few days was due to arrive, so I had no idea what to expect, a confusion that was reinforced when Jeeves spoke.
“The car is waiting for you out front, as per Mr. Lockwood’s instructions. He expects you in it within ten minutes, young Ma’am.”
“OK… thanks,” I said.
He nodded and turned on his heel to retreat back to whatever task he had been doing beforehand and I had to wonder why his parents had railroaded him into butlerdom from day one with a name like that. I shrugged and closed my door, I had mysteries of my own to solve.
I unwrapped the box and removed the top, revealing some clothes that I pulled out piece by piece. It was some kind of dress suit, and looked as expensive as anything Eric ever wore himself. Under the clothes was a pair of glasses, which I put on and looked at myself in the mirror.
The lenses were simply for show, thankfully, but the glasses would no doubt go with the rest of the outfit perfectly. Right at the bottom of the box was a leather satchel that rounded everything off nicely, it had nothing in it but I guessed that didn’t matter.
Last but not least, was a short note that contained an address and a floor number, I knew it was one of those sky-scrapers downtown. I glanced at myself in the mirror again, still wearing the glasses, and bit my bottom lip. Eric wanted me to show up dressed like a sexy little secretary and the idea made me shiver happily. Especially between the legs.
*****
When I stepped out of the limo in front of the towering office building, I felt somewhere in the vicinity of a million dollars. People stopped to look at who was showing up in such style, and many seemed taken aback to see somebody so young step out dressed as I was.
I did my best to stop a smug smile from touching my lips, thinking back on how differently people treated me now compared to only a few months ago. After reaching back inside the car to pick up my important-looking-but-still-empty satchel, I let the driver close the door and strode confidently inside.
Up on the thirty-second floor I stepped out of the elevator into the reception area of some techy-looking business and approached the front desk. The woman behind it looked down her nose at me, no mean feat considering she was sitting down, and closed a folder she had been looking at so she could greet me.
“Welcome to Intactustech, how can I help you?”
“I’m here to see Eric Lockwood, please,” I said.
The woman gave an almost imperceptible eye-roll, as if women were always asking to see Eric. Hell, maybe they were.
“Do you have an appointment?” she asked.
“Not formally, no.”
“Honey, I’m pretty sure Mr. Lockwood hasn’t got time for the likes of you. You should probably return that dress suit before it’s too late and you can’t get your money back.”
All at once I felt small again. This was the kind of thing I’d lived with my whole life, people who would look down on me because they were older or they had more money, or any other reason they could latch on to.
I hated the feeling, I was only a fraction of a second away from running back to the elevator and hiding my blushing face behind my hands, but then I remembered something. Everything had changed. Everything. I wasn’t that scared little mouse anymore.
I drew myself up to my full height and looked the woman right in the eye before making my voice as hard and cold as steel. It was an unconscious copy of Eric if ever there was one.
“Well, I’m pretty sure that if you don’t find him right now and tell him that Olivia is here to see him that you’ll be living in your fucking car by the end of the week. Honey. So do your job if you want to keep it.”
The woman faltered and flustered for half a second, trying to hold on to that air of superiority, that grown-up condescension. She couldn’t do it and the tables were turned. I was Goliath, she was David and she’d misplaced her slingshot.
“I’m… sor… yes, Ma’am. One moment.”
The receptionist picked up the handset to her complicated-looking desk phone and pressed a few buttons, all the while looking like she was trying to shrink down beyond the point of visibility as I stood over her. After waiting for an answer she spoke.
“Sir, I have an Olivia here to see you? Yes sir. Right now? Y-yes I heard you, sir, sorry.”
She put the handset down. “Please follow me, Ma’am.”
The receptionist led me through a maze of cubicles, hallways and between offices to an impressive door, which she knocked sheepishly on before opening. Past her shoulder I could see a long boardroom table with some floor-to-ceiling windows behind it, providing what would probably be an incredible view of the city.
“Mr. Lockwood? Olivia is here, sir. Would you like any coffee? Snacks? Anything for the meeting?”
“That will be all, Maureen.”
Maureen stepped to the side and tentatively gestured inside for me. “Sorry, Ma’am, I…”
“That will be all, Maureen,” I repeated Eric’s instruction.
The receptionist closed the door behind me after I walked through, and I saw Eric standing in the opposite corner, looking out over the city like some kind of Emperor looking at his realm. Just seeing him made me excited, and I felt an expectant grin pull the corners of my mouth up.
“Some problem with Maureen?” he asked.
“No problem, Daddy,” I said and turned around once to give him a full view. “What do you think?”
“I think you look like the hottest little fuck in the city and I can’t wait to get my cock into you is what I think. Why don’t you get up on the table, crawl over here and beg for it?”
I dropped my empty satchel and kicked off my heels before crawling up on to the smooth surface of the boardroom table. The dark wood was hard and polished to a glasslike smoothness, I could see my reflection in it as I crawled towards the man who I knew would fuck me until the lines between pleasure and pain were blurred to the point of non-existence.
Eric moved to the head of the table, in front of a chair that was subtly more lavish than the ones that lined both sides, and pushed the sides of his jacket back to put his hands on his hips as he watched me approach. I tried to make my movements as sexy as possible, slow and feline, pausing every now and then to undo one of the buttons on my own jacket.
When I reached his end of the table I could see the outline of his semi-hard cock twitching against his thigh and there was no self-restraint in the world that could have stopped me from licking my lips. Eric reached out and took a firm hold of my ponytail before giving me a slap on one cheek strong enough to shake my glasses a little and make me gasp but not enough to really hurt.
Smack!
“You’re gonna be a good little slut for me, aren’t you Olivia?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I saw that look on your face, you’re already getting wet aren’t you?”
There had been no panties in the outfit Eric had sent me, so I hadn’t worn any, and it was so true, I could feel the cool air against my wet pussy. Truth be told, I’d been getting more and more aroused ever since the delivery arrived.
“Yes, Daddy, I’m so wet for you.”
“All in good time. For now, get that mouth on my cock.”
I reached out and pulled his zip down before slipping one hand into the warm darkness beyond, finding that all-important gap in his boxers. The instant the tips of my fingers touched the shaft of his cock, it felt like every atom in my body let out a sigh of satisfaction and relief.
Big dicks were becoming almost as essential to my existence as food and water, it seemed. His shaft was thick and as I wrapped my fingers around it to tug it out, I could already feel it getting thicker. I pulled it out carefully, but quickly, to give it the space it needed to get to glorious full mast.
A tingle of electricity emanated from my pussy and travelled up my spine, making me shiver involuntarily as I began to stroke his manhood with one hand. Soon it was rising, thickening to the point where I couldn
’t quite close my fingers around it.
When I let go, Eric’s cock pointed straight at my face, pulled down by its own weight. I looked up at him and licked my lips again before putting my weight on my forearms as I held on to the edge of the table and opened wide to take the tip in my mouth.
I felt the head of his cock slide over my waiting lips as I dipped my head down, and as soon it alighted on my tongue and my mouth was sealed around it I moaned contentedly. My eyes rolled up to peer over the rims of my glasses at Eric, making sure he approved of everything I was doing as I pushed down until his manhood brushed the back of my throat.
My billionaire step-daddy smirked in satisfaction as I drew back and then forced my head down harder, making a squelching sound when the tip impacted solidly with my throat. Eric’s gaze roamed over my body, from my cock-sucking lips, to my ass that stuck up in the air as I crouched before him, but I never took my own eyes from his face.
Reaching forward, I slipped my hand back inside the warmth of his pants, nimbly finding my way into his boxers to cup his heavy balls. As I picked up the pace of my bobbing, I gently squeezed and massaged them.
I swore I could almost sense the essentially boundless treasure of sperm held within, the little things whose sole purpose in this universe at the moment was to get me pregnant. They hadn’t succeeded yet, but it wasn’t from lack of trying.
My tongue swirled around the underside of Eric’s hard dick each time the bobbing of my head thrust it forward, and the undisputed man of my house let out an ‘Mmm’ of satisfaction. I glowed with pride, it was an incredible stroke to my ego when I could make a man as powerful and dominant as he was make sounds like that.
Of course, the sounds I could cause him to make were nothing compared to the sounds he drew out of me, a reality he decided to remind me of after watching me give him a no-hands blowjob for a few minutes. Eric grabbed my ponytail with one hand and curled his other around the back of my neck and began thrusting forward to meet me, his rock hard cock hitting the back of my throat harder than ever.
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