Falling for my Dirty Uncle: A Virgin and Billionaire Romance

by Alexis Angel

  Letting go, I use my index finger to trace the contour of his hard member over the fabric of his boxers. I exhale sharply as I feel him pulse against my fingers, but I just keep on teasing, fully knowing that the more I do it the bigger the payoff is going to be. And if there’s something I love, it’s a good payoff.

  “Let’s take you out of these clothes,” I whisper as I nibble at his lower lip. Grabbing at his boxer briefs, I push them down and his cock springs free immediately, brushing against my fingers. Allowing desire to make my movements wilder, I push both pants and boxers down his legs. He kicks off his shoes fast and then steps out of his clothes, kicking them to a faraway corner of the office.

  I take one step back, my eyes widening as I take in his naked figure. If Leonardo Da Vinci was alive, he’d make a sculpture out of Austin’s body, there’s no doubt of it in my mind.

  My body acting with a life of its own, I lower myself to the floor. Kneeling in front of him, I rest my hands on his knees and then let my fingers slide all the way to his inner thighs, Austin’s breathing growing deeper as I close in on his cock. Looking up at him, I start leaning in but I stop right before my lips touch the tip of his cock. Grinning, I part my lips and dart my tongue out, flicking it against his cock. He shudders as I do it and, exhaling sharply, he rests both his hands on the top of my head.

  Using one hand, I cup both his balls and roll them over my fingers, feeling how busy they are producing all the cum he’s going to unleash over my body once we’re done. With my free hand, I trace the contour of his cock, my index finger sliding from the root of his member to its tip, and then doing the same movement on an opposite direction. I do it over and over again, teasing him mercilessly.

  Finally succumbing to my own desire, I lean forward and rest my lips against the tip of his cock, softly kissing it. Opening my mouth, I then wrap my lips around it, feeling his warm flesh over my tongue. Sucking on him gently, I allow my lips to roll down the length of his shaft. I go all the way down, only stopping when the tip of his cock is firmly pressed against the back of my throat.

  “Fuck, Ash,” he groans, tangling his fingers on my hair. Rolling my lips back, I start bobbing my head back and forth over his cock, pressing against his shaft with my tongue. Grabbing his member with my right hand, I then start to stroke him with a matching rhythm to that of my mouth, enjoying the way he’s breathing heavily.

  Doing it like this is enough to turn my thong into a wet rag. I can already feel my fluids dripping down my inner thighs, and I can’t wait to rub that wetness against Austin’s hard member.

  Moving back, I allow his cock to pop out of my mouth and I grab it with both my hands. Looking into his eyes, I start stroking him as fast as I can, hell bent on stopping only when he’s dangling over the edge of an orgasm.

  I do it for almost a minute and then, without a break to my movements, I open my mouth as wide as I can and swallow his cock whole, his shaft sliding over my tongue in a hurry. Sucking as fast as I can, I let go of his cock and take both my hands to his ass, squeezing his ass cheeks and pulling him into me at the same time. Reacting to my movements, he yanks on my hair and forces me to stop sucking.

  Taking the lead, he starts thrusting, fucking my mouth as if he were doing it to my pussy. He groans as he does it, and I can’t help but open my eyes to enjoy the expression on his face.

  With his head thrown back, Austin has his eyes closed, a grin of pure delight commanding his lips. He’s moving his hips fast, ravaging my mouth and succumbing to the lack of control that has taken over his body.

  Then, surprising me, he takes one step back: letting go of my hair he pops his cock out of my mouth. Moving fast, so fast that I don’t even have the time to react, he grabs me by the wrist and pulls me up to my feet.

  “I always wanted to do this,” he whispers, pushing me back until my ass is pressed against the piece of history that’s the President’s desk. Growling, he pushes my skirt down my legs and then, hooking his thumbs on the string of thong that laces my outer thighs, he undresses me completely.

  Now that I’m completely naked, he takes his hand to my ass and pushes me up; I go up willingly, sitting down on the desk as I spread my legs and lace them around his waist. Pulling him into me, I hold my breath as he closes the distance between the two of us, the tip of his cock brushing against my drenched folds.

  “Fuck me, Mr. President,” I purr at him, my pussy aching to feel his thickness stretching me wide. As if reading my thoughts, he thrusts right away, pushing his shaft inside of me so fast that I feel my mind breaking apart. His thickness strains against my inner walls on the way, and it fills me up so completely that it seems like his cock was made solely for my pussy. Well, I guess now I can say that his cock is only mine, though – that’s what an enjoyment ring means, right? Oh, yeah, that’s right – these twelve inches of pure pleasure are my sole property.

  With a vicious rhythm right from the start, Austin thrusts over and over again, his cock completely demolishing my pussy. With my legs laced around his waist, I keep him trapped in place – not that I need to, though. I doubt he’d go anywhere, even if I let him. His body needs mine as much as mine needs his.

  I throw my head back as he ravages me wildly and, feeling a scream climbing up my throat, I open my mouth and let it explode in the air. The Oval Office is soundproof and, even if it wasn’t, what do I care? Right now I’ve surrendered to pleasure and, if anyone wants to listen in, please be my guest. Even Presidents need a healthy sex life… And I’ll make it my purpose in life to make sure that President Austin has one of the healthiest sex lives in all of history.

  Fucking me until all my muscles grow sore, he then decides to go even harder. My legs grow limp as he thrusts viciously but, at the same time, I feel my insides clenching. Just a fraction of a second later and a thermonuclear explosion takes over my mind, bright colors and sounds bouncing around my skull.

  Screaming and moaning, I throw myself back, collapsing on top of his desk and sending a few of the folders piled there tumbling down to the floor. I expect him to stop now but, of course, I’m wrong. Right now, he has no brakes, and nothing on Earth would be able to make him stop.

  With his hands placed on the back of my knees, he pulls me into him and pounds me slower now; but slower doesn’t mean he’s being any gentler. Instead, he has replaced speed with strength, the brutish thrusts of his hips making me feel on the verge of passing out. Seriously, there’s so much pleasure running through my mind right now that I wouldn’t be able to tell you my name if you asked me.

  Curling my fingers around the edge of the desk to steady myself, I just spread my legs wide and allow him to fuck me as hard as he wants, another orgasm building on the back of the last one. Hitting me out of the blue, I let another wild scream echo through the room, the sound of my voice stabbing the silence wildly.

  I do it until my throat grows sore and then, for good measure, I do it some more. Only when my throat gives up on me do I shut up, whimpering as the orgasm raging inside my body turns my body into a quivering mess.

  “Tired already?” He whispers, leaning in to lay a gentle kiss on my lips.

  “Never,” I reply with a purr, his teasing words waking some hidden reserve of energy inside of me. I sit up on the desk as he slides his cock out of me and, not even wasting a second, I turn around and assume an all-fours position, wiggling my ass from side to side and inviting him in.

  Accepting my invitation in a heartbeat, he comes up to me and, angling his cock downward, he rubs it tip along the length of my pussy. Without any kind of warning, he simply thrusts and forces his whole twelve-inches inside of me with one quick movement. I let out another wild scream, one that bounces off the walls and comes back to my eardrums at full force.

  Pounding me with a gentle fury only Austin is capable of, he drags me down into a world where pleasure reigns supreme, one where orgasms always come in a dozen. Sounds like a fantastical world to live in, doesn’t it? It sure does and, if it were
up to me, I’d make sure that every woman visits this pleasure land at least once in a lifetime.

  Thrusting back against Austin, I impale myself on his cock over and over again, taking part of the responsibility in building another orgasm. It comes quickly enough – just a couple of thrusts more and the muscles in my throat grow tense, making a supreme effort to push out a scream shrill enough to rupture my own eardrums.

  Completely lost in a daze of ecstasy, I’m jolted out of it when I hear a loud noise coming from one of the side doors. I raise my head just in time to see someone kicking the door open; before I can even blink, three Secret Service agents run into the room with their handguns raised. Their eyes automatically dart to every corner in the room, even after seeing the two of us, almost as if their programming didn’t allow them to process whatever is in front of them before all threats are neutralized.

  But, of course, eventually they lower their gun and, for one long second, they just stare at us. Let me rephrase that: they stare at my naked body, on all fours, my breasts wagging as I look at them in embarrassment. I bet my cheeks are as red as wildfire.

  I can’t see Austin, as he’s standing behind me, but I already know that there’s a massive grin on his face. I mean, he didn’t even bother to take his cock out of me!

  “We’re… we’re sorry, sir. We’ve heard… screaming,” one of the agents say, his cheeks also becoming flushed. I can’t help but notice that there’s a bulging in his pants - just by looking at us, he’s already hard. I don’t know if I should feel even more embarrassed or just plain proud.

  “No worries, boys,” Austin merely says, as if this is nothing to him.

  “We’ll let you to it, sir,” one of the agents says, and soon they turn on their heels and go out of the room. I can’t help but smile as I notice the proud tone in the way the agent spoke. It’s a good thing that Austin could trust these guys with his life, or else the headlines tomorrow would be a riot to read.

  “Oh my God… I don’t believe this,” I whisper, burying my face against my forearm in embarrassment.

  “We’ve just gave them something they will never forget, Ash… I bet this is the kind of story they’ll be telling their grandchildren.”

  I can’t help but smile - even in the strangest situations, Blake can always see the positive side of things.

  “Well,” I find myself saying. “Let’s give them a story worth telling, then.”

  As soon as the words leave my lips, I start thrusting back at Austin, slamming my ass against his hips. Responding to the movement of my body, he matches me thrust for thrust, his cock completely destroying every single nerve ending inside my pussy. His cock moves so fast in and out of my pussy that I can’t even tell when it’s going in or going out. Not that it matters, really – all that matters is that he’s inside of me right now.

  Screaming at the top of my lungs – after all, the Secret Service already knows what we’re doing in here –, I do it until my throat starts complaining from the effort. And then I just scream some more.

  Somehow, knowing that the agents outside can hear us, it just makes me scream even louder. Even my throat seems to have temporarily forgotten that it’s raw.

  Smacking my ass hard, Austin amplifies the pleasure I’m feeling and, even though my throat feels too raw for me to scream, I can’t stop a loud moan from escaping my lips. Slapping me again, he does it multiple times, and that hard enough to leave a red mark on my flesh.

  The last time he smacks me, he does it so hard that another orgasm simple rises from the pain reaching my brain. It hits me like a brick, and I almost collapse on top of the desk as I feel it rage through me, its intensity enough to make me pass out. Somehow, I hold on to consciousness.

  Sweet pleasure still courses through my veins, but I don’t stop. Somehow, I think that Austin’s insatiable hunger is rubbing on me. I push past all my limits and continue thrusting back at him until I can feel pressure mounting inside of me once again; but before I can come, Austin laces my waist and pulls me back.

  Picking me up from the desk as his cock pops out of me, he then carries me in his arms toward one of the couches in the center of the office. He lays down, bringing me down after him, and I don’t hesitate – I sit on top of his cock, my back turned to him, and lower my pussy over his pulsing member. I bend forward as I start jumping up and down over his cock and, grabbing at his ankles, I ride him until my body seems to be on fire.

  I don’t even stop when another orgasm explodes inside of me. No, I just keep on riding wildly, screaming and moaning in fast sequence, every single thought inside my mind scorched by the immense pleasure I’m feeling. Then, rising from all that emptiness, a single thought takes shape.

  “Fuck me… All of me,” I say, rising and sliding his cock out of my mouth. I climb down from the couch and, once more, I assume an all fours position, this time on the floor.

  “I’ve been waiting for these words,” he whispers, going up to his feet and walking around my body. Kneeling behind me, he doesn’t hesitate – he pushes his cock down and, with his free hand, he spreads my ass cheeks wide. I close my eyes and grit my teeth as I feel the tip of his cock pressed against my ass hole.

  “Do it… Fuck me… I need you to…” I find myself saying, the words falling out of my mouth fast and heavy. He doesn’t say a word – instead, he just feeds one inch of his cock into my ass, and it feels like as if his thickness is going to rip me in two.

  Of course, that doesn’t happen.

  What happens is that, as he slides his twelve inches inside of my ass, I start feeling pleasure well up inside of me. The kind of pleasure capable of making me pass out – and this time for good.

  Knowing that I’ve never done anything quite like this, Austin goes slow as he starts to thrust. Still, it doesn’t take long for him to start nursing a rhythm, one merciless and implacable. And, by the time his rhythm has grown to its full splendor, I don’t even feel any pain – all I feel is a kind of destructive pleasure, one that’s shaking me to the core.

  “Fuck,” I moan, shutting my eyes as I try to survive the onslaught of pleasure. I feel everything in me tense, as if my body had become the taut string of a violin, and I hold my breath as one final orgasm takes over my very soul.

  Grinding my teeth together, so hard they might break, I hiss through them as if I’m a woman possessed. Fire and lightning rage through my body, going up and down my spine, and my brain feels as if it’s about to explode into a million tiny pieces.

  I’m about to fall forward and collapse onto the floor when I remember that I’m not done yet. Oh, no, I need to inflict the same kind of pleasure upon Austin.

  Gritting my teeth, I push through the exhaustion and start rocking my body back, forcing Austin to keep on thrusting. I don’t need to ask twice – fully understanding what I require of him, he digs his fingers into my hips and starts to go as fast as is humanely possible, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy so fast it’d be impossible for any other man to try and replicate what Austin is doing right now.

  The intensity of his thrusts finally unleashes another orgasm inside of me… And this orgasm, God, how do I even describe it? It’s just outside of the realm of everything I’ve ever experienced. It’s soft and fierce, it’s gentle and wild… And all that at the same time. It’s pleasure in its purest form, its raw intensity completely destroying my rational mind.

  Screaming so loud that my lungs might pop like balloons, I finally feel his cock throbbing violently inside my ass. A heartbeat later and I feel the warmness of his seed filling me up, his semen dripping out of my ass and going down to my pussy. Austin digs his fingers into my ass cheeks as he comes, groaning loudly and in a way that I wasn’t expecting. He isn’t particular loud during sex and, hearing him being this vocal, I don’t know… It just makes my heart tighten up inside my chest while beating happily.

  “Oh, fuck… This was…” He trails off, not finishing his sentence, and then slides his cock out of my ass. It pops out w
ith a wet sound and, at the same time, I feel all of his semen streaming out of my ass. I look back at him over my shoulder, and the look of pure madness in his eyes makes me shudder; grinning, he then spreads my cheeks wide and leans into me with his mouth open wide.

  Crushing his mouth against my asshole, he then uses his tongue to lick it dry, sliding it inside of me and running it around in while circles. He scoops up all the cum that he offered me seconds ago and then, pulling back, he looks into my eyes again and just swallows.

  Exhaling sharply, he then throws himself back and collapses on the floor, laying flat on his back while his chest rises and falls fast. Turning around, I go to his side and lay down next to him; huddling against his body, one hand on his chest, I lean into him and press my lips against him, feeling the saltiness of his own cum in his lips.

  “I love you, Austin…”

  “Me too…”

  “And I want this… all of this… every day for the rest of my life. Can you keep up?” I tease him, softly kissing him again. His response is a deep laugh, one that tells me what his answer is going to be.

  “You should be asking that to yourself, babe,” he says, and I can’t help but laugh with him. I mean, it’s true – even though I want it every day (or, for that matter, every single hour of the day), I’m not sure if my body can take it. Is there such a thing as too much pleasure? And, more than that, is there such a thing as too much happiness?

  Looking into Austin’s eyes, the smile on his face a tender one, I realize I already know the answer to that question.

  No, it’s never too much.

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  From the desk of Margie Preston – our fearless and fun political reporter

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