Rough Daddy Dirty

by Dick Daughters

  He positions himself at my entrance. “Slide down,” he says, and I lower myself onto his long thick cock. My pussy expands, taking in his head first. He grabs my cheek as I continue to lower down onto him, wincing at the pain of taking his large member from this angle into my tight, hole.

  He begins to groan once again as I sit in his lap, cock stuffed tightly inside of me. His arms wrap around my waist, one holding me in place and the other grabbing my breast. He begins to hump hard against my body, thrusting himself up into me. I jump as I feel his hard cock twitch inside me.

  “Ride me,” he instructs.

  “I—I don't know how,” I reply.

  “Follow my rhythm and rock your hips against me.”

  He pulls my hips back and I instinctively follow the motion.

  “Yes, perfect,” he hisses as he drives his cock into me harder.

  The pain begins to dull as my body stretches to accommodate his size.

  He toys with my nipple and I feel something rising up from inside me – it feels good and I don't know why.

  And then he says, “No. You don't get to come yet.”

  He stands me up and pushes me head first over the table, holding me firmly in place by my head. I see him reach into his pocket to pull something out. He dribbles something cold and wet down my crack and my whole body clenches from the sensation.

  “Wh—what are you doing?” I say as I try to look back behind me.

  “Shutup and take it,” he says as I feel his finger dance around my rim, right before he inserts the tip into my rosebud.

  No...he can't! Not there! I try to stand up but he pushes me back down.

  “You know what happens when you misbehave,” he snarls at me.

  I close my eyes and grit my teeth, bracing myself for where he's about to go. He slides his finger into my asshole and I wriggle against the pain. It's even tighter there than my cunt and ten times more uncomfortable. I keep my mouth shut tight, grimacing at the feeling.

  I feel him stretch me out with his finger, before pulling out of me and teasing me with his cock. He runs the head from my clit up through my crack, circling my sphincter,

  “In case you didn't know, I'm an ass man,” he says as he pushes the head into me. I yelp and my eyes widen – he keeps me pressed hard against his desk, grabbing my hair with his hands as he pushes his erection deeper into my asshole.

  “You see, this is why I need you. Johanna would never do something like this.”

  He inches in even more until I feel his skin against mine. “You feel amazing – tight and amazing,” he says. He rocks his hips against me with shallow thrusts, my muscles contracting and loosening around him. He begins to pull back more, thrusting into me as he holds me against the cold metal table.

  He brings his body down on top of me, pressing his hot tongue against my cheek.

  “Relax and you will enjoy this,” he says to me. I feel his hand loop down between my legs. He rubs my clit as he continues to thrust hard into me and I moan at the unexpected pleasure. I shut my eyes and curl my back against him. Having him in my ass feels wrong and amazing all at the same time.

  “Now, I want you to come,” he whispers to me. He strokes me harder and I feel that sensation come over me again. His thrusts become tight and shallow within me again. My breathing deepens and intensifies as I feel the explosion wash over me. He bites my neck and I lose it – this must be my climax, and it feels like utter ecstasy.

  He leans up off me, holding me down as he thrusts hard into me a few last times before he orgasms, releasing his seed deep inside me and spilling it down my leg as he pulls out.

  He backs away from me and I hear him zip his fly, leaving me slumped over the table.

  “You've been a very, very good girl,” he says to me. “You can stay. For now.”

  A sigh of relief escapes my lips.

  He pulls me up from the table. “Maybe tomorrow we'll play with some of my other toys,” he says, pointing towards a large metal cross on the other side of the room. My eyes go wide and he seems amused by this. What the hell does he do with that?

  He brings his lips crashing down against mine, forcing his hot tongue into my mouth. I struggle with muffled whimpers against him at first, before relaxing and letting him wrestle his tongue against mine.

  “Pleasant dreams, Stacy,” he says, before exiting the basement.

  Tomorrow night is going to be one hell of an awkward dinner, I thought.

  Virgin Stolen - Daddy’s Boss’ Son Taboo Sex Story

  Rough Backdoor & Forbidden Erotica

  Older Man Younger Woman

  ABBEY PERRY

  Table of Content

  Virgin Stolen - Daddy’s Boss’ Son Taboo Sex Story

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  ~

  Everyone has a little Taboo. What’s yours?

  CHAPTER 1

  Liz groaned as she heard her father, Don, banging on her bedroom door. It was so early in the morning and she was still so tired. She had been up late the night before.

  Liz had gone to a movie with some of her friends and they had gone to hang out at a nearby lake so that they could skinny dip. They had ended up talking for hours. When she had gotten home in the early morning she had known that it would end up being hard to get up and go to her father’s corporate picnic. But, she had told Don she would and it looked like he had remembered her promise.

  It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go, not exactly. She and her father had gone to the picnic every year since she was six. Every year they had participated in games like three legged racing, potato sack racing and a scavenger hunt. As she had gotten older, the picnic had been more about catching up with the kids that she only saw there but it had still been fun to go and she knew how much it meant to Don.

  This year, she had gone off to college and had come home specifically so that she could attend the picnic but now that it was eight o’clock in the morning and it was so hard to get out of bed she was rethinking her decision.

  “Just a second Dad, jeez! I’ll be out in a minute.”

  Liz heard her father chuckling as he walked off down the hall. She had a feeling that no matter how quiet she had been when she had crept in the house this morning that her father had known exactly when she had gotten in. She had a feeling that waking her up early for the picnic was actually his punishment for her being so late coming home.

  It didn’t take her long to get ready. She grabbed a pair of faded cut off jean shorts and a blue tank top. It showed her body off. She had little tiny tits but was wearing a push up bra that gave her the illusion of having bigger breasts. She had narrow but shapely hips and long legs. Her stomach was nice and flat and she had avoided putting on the weight that most freshmen did when they went away to school. She slicked gel through her short brown hair and put on a little bit of makeup.

  When she walked into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee, her father looked her up and down. He didn’t say anything but he did raise an eyebrow. She knew that he wasn’t used to seeing her this way. Before she had gone off to school she tended to wear very loose fitting clothing and had dressed more like a tomboy. Now, while she still liked to look as casual as possible she tended to show off more of her figure. She figured that now that she was 19 she could get away with dressing a little more revealingly.

  “Are you sure that you don’t want something to eat? Coffee’s enough now? Remember, we’re going to be doing some work to set things up before the picnic gets started so you might want something for your stomach to work on.”

  Don looked at the cup of coffee that his daughter was drinking as quickly as she could. That was another change. She had always avoided coffee but ever since she had gone off to college it seemed to be a permanent part of her diet.

  Liz knew her father well enough to know that if she didn’t at least have a little something that he would keep bugging her and bugging her. She gave him a withering
look and quickly toasted a bagel, then topped it with cream cheese. She wrapped it in wax paper and then looked at him.

  “Okay, Dad, I can eat this on the way. Let’s get this show on the road.”

  They grabbed the picnic cooler, a bag with some sunscreen and other items in it and headed out for the picnic site.

  CHAPTER 2

  When they got there, there were a few people milling around. Things were just getting organized. Liz noticed a tall, dark haired boy leaning against a tree and talking to her best friend Rory who was seven years her senior. He looked like he was waiting to be told what he needed to do to help out. Rory noticed her staring and once he had finished his conversation he walked over to her and leaned over.

  “That’s the CEO’s son, Chris. His dad is having him intern with the company this summer.”

  Liz nodded, absently, only paying partial attention to what he was saying.

  Soon, the tasks were all sorted out and people were split into groups to get things organized. Liz and Chris were both assigned to setting up the BBQ’s that the company had brought in chefs to cook everyone’s meals. They also had to arrange the coolers that held the food and get things ready to serve lunch. As they worked, Liz and Chris chatted. She found that she liked getting acquainted with Chris. She had met him a few years back at a previous picnic but since then he had spent most of his time with his mother and she hadn’t seen him since that first time.

  Then, the horsing around started. It started out slowly and, to be honest, Liz couldn’t even remember who started it. It started with a bit of harmless pushing and ended with Liz stealing Chris’ hat and running away with it. He had chased after her, picked her up, and swung her around in a circle before putting her down and wrapping his arms around her. He was taller than her and quite strong. Liz realized that she liked the way his arms felt as they rested loosely around her shoulders.

  Their horseplay attracted some attention. One of the adult organizers sighed as she watched them and then walked over to where they were standing.

  “Why don’t the two of you just go? Everything is set up here and we can handle the rest of the prep work.”

  Liz and Chris looked at one another, grinned and without needing to be told twice, took off running. They ended up in a more heavily wooded area of the park. Liz and Chris sat side by side on a log, panting and trying to calm down after their sprint.

  Chris draped his arm over Liz’s shoulder and pulled her in next to him. She scooted over, liking the way it felt when she was close to him. Then, he leaned down and kissed her. It felt good. She hadn’t done much kissing, not even at college, and this was by far the most enjoyable session she had to date.

  He kissed her lightly at first and then she felt his tongue probing at her lips. She opened her mouth and he slid inside her. She kissed him back just as passionately.

  She felt his hand running up and down her stomach and then, when she didn’t protest, moved it up so that it cupped her breasts through her shirt. She felt her nipples getting hard and a tingle started between her legs. She had never wanted someone so badly as she wanted Chris. Before long, they had moved off of the log and were stretched out on the ground beside it. Chris lay beside her but was propped up on his side while Liz lay on her back looking up at him.

  As soon as they were in more of a convenient position, the making out ramped up a notch. Liz began to stroke Chris’ cock through his pants and was pleased when she felt that he was very hard and very big. She wasn’t used to guys finding her attractive. She had male friends but none of them seemed to see her in a feminine light. Chris certainly did. He was running his hand up inside her shirt and when it was touching her flesh he began to stroke and pinch her nipples. Before long he had moved his hand down inside her shorts and was fingering her pussy. Liz was moaning and felt herself getting close to orgasm.

  “What the fuck do you two think you’re doing? What the fuck do you think you’re doing Lizzie?”

  Liz’s eyes flew open as she heard Rory’s voice. She whimpered in embarrassment and in anger.

  She was so close to cumming and it almost hurt her to feel her orgasm fading away. Chris looked shocked to see Rory standing over the two of them and he quickly pulled his hand out of Liz’s shorts, then stood up and brushed off his clothes. He gave her best friend a cocky grin. It was the wrong thing to do.

  CHAPTER 3

  “C’mon you little slut, I’m driving you home. I came looking for you so that you could help me set up our blanket and to let you know Don had to leave early, but I see you were about to get fucked by that little asshole. We’re leaving.”

  Rory reached down and grabbed Liz’s arm then hauled her to her feet. She whimpered. His fingers were clamped around her upper arm and she could tell that she would have some bruises in a little while. Rory marched her out of the woods, past his co-workers and supervisor, and tossed her in the car.

  The ride home was awkward. Every time she tried to speak up and say something to him, Rory simply turned his head and fixed her with an angry look. Before long, she gave up and simply stared out the car window.

  He looked over at her, his eyes a little softer than before.

  “We’ll need to talk about this later.”

  “No way. I’m past eighteen now. I know you think you know more than me because you’re older but I’m grown up. I’m in college now. I can’t believe that you marched me through the crowd like I was a six year old who got caught shoplifting. If I want to fuck some guy I can. You can’t stop me and you need to stop acting as if you’re my dad.”

  Liz was practically spitting at him, she was so furious. It had been humiliating and it hurt her pride.

  Rory pulled off the road, reached over and wrapped a hand around her, then waited until she looked to him before he started talking. He reached up with his other hand and took a handful of her hair. “I’m sick of you disrespecting me. I’ve loved you from the first moment I saw you and I have been nothing but loyal, waiting on you to notice me.”

  Liz slapped at his hand, and looked down at her feet. It hurt to have his fingers gripping her hair the way they were so she broke free from his clutch. He then started the car and proceeded to drop her home.

  Once they were at her home he followed her upstairs to her bedroom. She took off her clothes and jumped on the bed naked, and he stood there for a moment, stunned.

  “You said you liked me? Let’s fuck, I’ve always imagined us intimate. I’m horny and since you interrupted my one decent looking chance let’s see what you got.” She started

  CHAPTER 4

  “You want to feel what it’s like to have some guy fuck you? Are you that slutty? You don’t know anything about him. You haven’t even SEEN him in like three or four years. That kid is a little asshole and you were all ready to let him in your pants.”

  Liz felt tears starting to leak out of her eyes. She knew that what she was doing had been wrong; it had just felt really, really good. Rory let out a disgusted sigh.

  “Stop crying over some kid with a pretty face and a cock that’s too big for his own good. Stop crying,” he said sternly, shaking her by the shoulders so that her head snapped back and forth. “You’re worth more than that.”

  Liz couldn’t help it. She burst into tears. Rory looked at her in disgust then quickly hugged her.

  “Fuck you,” Liz screamed at him. “You embarrassed me, publicly!”

  Rory responded by simply patting her head. The entire time they were speaking her tits hung out and he stared at them hungrily. She looked at him cautiously.

  “I promise I wasn’t staring at anything,” Rory said.

  Once she found a purple spaghetti blouse and a booty shorts Rory apologized and they sat talking. He had come clean about his crush on her and she also came clean admitting that she too had a crush on him. As the events of the day had started, so did the events of her and Rory begun.

  They laughed for a while, catching up on things they’d missed when they often conver
sed over the phone. She was still a virgin and ready to lose her innocence, he was getting ready to move across the state for college. Then they kissed. Very quickly one thing led to another. He leaned over her and unbuckled his pants.

  “If you’re seriously willing and horny, I’ll do the honors of taking your virginity, I promise to take it easy.”

  “No fuck me hard, I like pain” she replied. He pulled out his cock, grabbed a handful of her hair, and forced his dick in between her lips.

  Liz tried to get it out of her mouth, she had never done oral either. “Suck it, gently,” he said and forced his cock further down her throat.

  She couldn’t breathe. All she could do was begin to suck it, slowly at first but faster and harder. She heard him moaning above her. Her pussy tingled a little and she was beginning to enjoy what was happening. She pulled spaghetti blouse off her shoulders getting ready for him.

  Suddenly, Rory pulled out of her mouth and pushed her back on the bed. She was already naked from the waist up and only her booty shorts were left. He reached down to the waist of her shorts, then slid them off her body. She wasn’t wearing panties. He noticed that she had shaved her cunt but had left a thin landing strip of hair behind.

  “Who are you keeping your cunt like this for,” he asked.

  “No one. I just like it this way.”

  He lay down beside her and held her down with one hand while he probed her cunt with the other. It was hot and wet.

  “I imagined so many times seeing you like this, but I had also imagined how many boys at college you were letting touch you and fuck you,” he ranted until he felt water on his hands.

  “You’re wet!” He exclaimed and pulled his fingers out of her and immediately shoved them in her mouth. Liz could taste her cunt juices on his fingers. She blushed.