by Lila Foxx
“You’re so tight and so wet,” he said as he thrust. “I could fuck you all day.”
“Yes Daddy, please fuck me. Fuck me every day. I’ll stay home and be Daddy’s whore instead of going back to school.”
This aroused him even more, and he sped up his thrusting. He was filling me so completely that I could barely stand it. My shameful lust rose up in me and my nipples rubbed against the sheets with each thrust. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire and I was completely overwhelmed.
“Stop Daddy, please stop,” I begged. He slowed, but didn’t stop. He grasped my hair and yanked my head up by it, so that I was looking in the mirror across the room. I could see myself sprawled across the bed, while my Daddy fucked me from behind. The thought of being dominated so completely made my pussy clench with need.
“Look how much you’re enjoying it,” he said, “Do you really want to stop?”
“I…I… No, I want you to punish me by fucking me harder.” He chuckled again, and resumed his pounding rhythm.
“Good girl. Because if you can’t take my cock in your tight little cunt, then you’ll be sorry when I drive it into your sweet little asshole instead.” As he said this, he pushed one finger into my asshole, and I was shocked at how full I felt with just that one finger. He moved it very slowly in and out as he fucked me and I’d never felt anything so amazing in my life. His pace increased until he was plunging it in and out of me like a piston, and I reached for my breasts to play with my stiff pink nipples as he filled both my holes. I wondered what it might be like to one day have two cocks inside me. Maybe my Daddy and one of his friends. The thought made me so hot that I almost climaxed right then.
“Please Daddy, may I cum?” I begged, worried that I wouldn’t be able to stop it.
“Yes,” he grunted, fucking me harder now and punctuating each thrust with a deep groan. My orgasm rushed over me, and I could feel my pussy massaging Daddy’s cock as I came. I wailed in delight as wave after wave of sensation rippled through me, a white-hot sensation of pleasure that wracked my entire body, making me tremble and shake as helpless sounds of pure bliss tumbled from my lips.
Daddy flipped me over so that I was lay on my back once again. He pulled out of me and moved along my body, until he was sitting just at my stomach. He held his cock in one hand, pumping furiously.
“Open your mouth and close your eyes,” he ordered. “Stick your tongue out and catch my cum.” I did as I was told quickly, just as a hot spurt of cum rushed from Daddy’s cock and rained down over my face. Some went onto my tongue, and I tasted it greedily, but it also landed on my breasts and over my face. I massaged it into my breasts, moaning with pleasure.
“If you’re a good girl, next time I’ll cum inside you,” he said.
I nodded enthusiastically. “Yes please, Daddy.”
Daddy climbed off me and got dressed. “I won’t be sending you back to school. I think you will get a better education working for me,” he said. I smiled, pleased that I had satisfied him so well. He left my room, and I flopped back onto my bed, enjoying the delicious ache between my legs. I could hardly wait for my next lesson.
Sharing Stacy
I lost my virginity last week at the age of eighteen, to my gorgeous stepfather. With his muscular frame, chiseled features and gorgeous chocolate brown eyes, he looks a little bit like an older version of some of the movie stars my friends had pinned on their walls. He was so sexy, and I had always wanted to lose my virginity to man just like him. I was so thrilled when I realized that he’d been having the same kind of thoughts about me.
When I got sent home from boarding school in disgrace, I knew he was going to teach me a lesson. I just didn’t expect to enjoy it so much. The feeling of my Daddy’s cock pounding away at my tender virgin pussy was the best thing I had ever experienced. Afterwards, he’d cum all over my face and my tits, and my biggest goal now was to convince him to cum inside me. The thought of having my Daddy’s hot cum in my pussy made me so hot that I could hardly stand it.
Since Mommy got home from the spa resort a couple of days ago, she’d hardly spoken to me, or Daddy. I think she was mad at him for not sending me back to boarding school, but he said he was going to give me an internship at his company instead so that he could keep an eye on me.
Every time I entered a room, Mommy left it. I was glad though, because it gave me opportunities to get Daddy to notice me. I started to wear my shortest skirts with no panties underneath. One day while Daddy was having coffee in the kitchen, I bent all the way over to get the milk from the bottom shelf in the refrigerator. I thought he was going to choke on his coffee from the way he spluttered.
I could feel his eyes on me when I wasn’t looking at him, but if I turned to look at him he would avert his gaze as though he hadn’t been looking at all. I knew that he was looking at me though, and that the sight of me in my tiny skirts and sheer blouses with no bra were turning him on.
Sometimes Daddy would even come to my room to check on me, but we hadn’t fucked since the first time. By Wednesday I was so horny that when he stopped by my room I pretended to be asleep, naked on the bed.
He came into my room, and stopped short when he saw me. I’d arranged myself so that I was naked on top of the blankets, and my legs were slightly spread so that the pink of my pussy peeped out. I heard the ‘snick’ of his zipper, and couldn’t help the smile that crept across my face.
“I knew you were awake,” he said, straddling me with his thick, smooth cock protruding from the flies. I opened my eyes, and my mouth in readiness for his dick. He grew visibly harder and shifted further up my body, angling himself so that he could thrust himself into my mouth. I relished the feel of his smooth shaft against my tongue, and the deliciously sexual smacking sounds as he thrust himself between my lips.
My mouth was totally full of his cock. I moaned and murmured, and I could tell that the vibrations from my mouth were making him even harder. He withdrew slightly and then pressed himself back in, and his cock slid even deeper than before. The bulbous tip popped ever so slightly in and out of my throat, and I gagged a little, which excited him further.
Taking him deep, I sucked and licked his massive shaft as desire for more and more of him flowed through my veins. He pulled out for a moment and I moaned in displeasure. After removing his trousers, he straddled me again without a word, and fucked my mouth roughly.
My fingertips slowly slid down to my dripping wet folds, and I began to tease the throbbing bud of my clit. As I rubbed myself furiously, my tongue slid up and down his shaft and I stroked his cock with my lips over and over until I felt his legs began to tremble slightly.
“You’re a fucking natural at sucking my cock,” he groaned.
In answer, I sped up my movements; both on his cock and my clit, and delicious heat spread through me until I was desperate to taste his hot, salty cum in my mouth. With my other hand, I reached up and grabbed his balls, increasing the speed of my tongue and lips; and I could tell by his rapid breathing that he was pleased with his little teenage slut.
“I’m going to cum, baby girl,” he growled.
He plunged his hands into my hair, holding my head tightly as he slammed his cock into my needful mouth. My hand worked away furiously at my pussy until the heat suddenly exploded in me and my body was on fire with pleasure scorching every nerve ending. Jeremy exploded too, and my lips were stretched to their limit as he pulsated inside my mouth and unloaded a stream of salty cum straight down my throat.
When he withdrew, and I had gulped it all down I smiled and wiped my mouth as I tilted my head up. “Are you going to put your cock anywhere else, Daddy?” I purred.
“Not tonight baby,” he said, climbing off me. “Tomorrow you are coming to work with me as my P.A,” he said. “I’ve had you an office built with an adjoining door to mine.”
My heart sank. I didn’t really want to work as Daddy’s P.A. I just wanted to be his personal whore, not his assistant. He saw the look of disapp
ointment on my face and chuckled.
“Don’t worry, I am very sure you will… enjoy it. Be ready to go at 7am tomorrow. Make sure you wear a smart skirt suit. Something knee length.”
My heart sunk further. He really wanted me to cover up too? But I was a dutiful daughter, so I nodded and said “Yes, Daddy.” He brushed my cheek softly with his fingertips before getting dressed and leaving my room.
The next morning I got up early, and chose a navy skirt suit from my wardrobe. Although it did come to knee length, it hugged my body and showed off all my curves. I paired it with a sheer blouse and no bra. With the jacket buttoned I looked prim and proper, but when I removed the jacket, my nipples were clearly visible, jutting out through the flimsy material. I smiled to myself. Daddy was going to have a heart attack when he saw this!
I practically skipped downstairs, my jacket buttoned, and I looked for all the world like a sensible office worker. My hair was pinned in a neat chignon and my navy pumps were a sensible height. When I waltzed into the kitchen, Daddy was already there having his morning coffee, looking sexy as hell in his own tailored suit that accentuated his trim body. His gorgeous chocolate brown eyes appraised me, and the lust in his eyes told me that he approved. Heat rushed to my core and my pussy began tingling with the need to have him inside me. I poured myself a cup of coffee, and placed it at the table. Then I unbuttoned the jacket and hung it over the back of the chair before sitting down.
I didn’t raise my gaze to Jeremy until I had sat down, and my pussy clenched with need when I saw that his eyes were locked on my hardened nipples that were like perfect red cherries beneath my shirt. I moved my hand, and casually rolled one of them around between my fingers.
“Stand up” he commanded, his voice husky.
I did as I was told, pushing my chair back into the table and standing behind it.
“Spread your legs and bend over,” he commanded. I obeyed and his hands crept under my skirt. My pussy was so wet that my panties were soaked, and the idea that Mommy could wake up and come to the kitchen to see us made me even hotter.
His fingers hooked my panties and yanked them down to my knees. Then Daddy slipped a cool finger into my hot pussy, all the way to the knuckle, and I gasped in delight as he pumped it slowly in and out. When he added another finger I moaned softly and my pussy tried to milk them like it would milk his shaft if it was inside me.
Just as my climax was building, he removed both fingers and pulled my panties down to my feet. I stepped out of them, and he put them in his pocket.
“Put your jacket on, it’s time to go,” he said.
“But Daddy,” I whined, “I was so close. Please fuck me before we go. Please” I was so needful that I was close to tears. But he didn’t care, and minutes later we were both sat facing each other in the back of his limo while Peters, his bodyguard and driver drove us to his office building in the city. He didn’t touch me in the limo, even though I spread my legs wide and hitched up my skirt a little, and I knew he could see the pink of my pussy peeping through.
When we finally arrived at his office, Peters opened the limo door for us and I followed Daddy through into the building. All three of us got into the elevator, and I noticed that although Daddy wasn’t looking at me, Peters was staring at my cleavage. He saw me looking at him and held my gaze. Annoyed that Daddy was ignoring me, and very aware that I still had a wet pussy and no panties on, I adjusted my jacket to give Peters a better view. His eyebrows raised, but he made the most of the view. I was satisfied to see a distinct bulge in his trousers as he drank in the sight of my ample cleavage.
It felt like a long ride up to the top of the building, and I fantasized about the elevator getting stuck. I imagined myself sucking on Peters’ cock as my Daddy fucked me from behind. It took all my willpower not to lift my skirt and finger myself as the sinful lust practically dripped from my tingling cunt.
Finally, we arrived at the top floor, and Daddy’s office. The whole floor was basically Daddy’s office space. He had a receptionist just for him, and she was sat at her desk already. I had imagined that he would have a young and attractive receptionist, but the lady behind the desk was at least sixty, very classy and perfectly groomed.
“Good Morning Moira,” he greeted her as we passed. “This is Stacy, my stepdaughter, and she’ll be interning with us for a while.”
Moira nodded politely and smiled at me. I smiled back, liking her already. Peters took a seat in reception and picked up a magazine and Daddy gestured for me to follow him. We entered his office and he closed the door behind us.
Daddy’s office was spacious, with windows making up the entirety of the back wall behind his desk. There was a large wooden desk with a leather seat behind it, and a leather couch on the opposite side of the room. I imagined being sat on the couch with my legs spread and my Daddy’s face buried in my soft, sweet cunt. My pussy throbbed in need again.
Through the windows, I could see across the rooftops of the whole city. Daddy’s building was the largest by at least three floors, and so there was nothing to obscure the view. I gasped “It’s beautiful Daddy.”
“Nearly as beautiful as you, princess,” he smiled. Now, come with me and I will show you your office. He headed towards a door on the far side of his office, and I followed him through it. Behind the door was a much smaller office, but still with large floor to ceiling windows, a sturdy desk with a telephone and a leather chair, and a bookcase filled with files in one corner. The short walls on either side of the door were covered by heavy, vertical blinds that stopped me seeing into Daddy’s office.
“In the files is all the information you need to be able to do your job while you are working for me,” he said. “Your salary will be generous if you do a good job.”
I walked towards the bookcase, and reached for the first file. It was in a plain manila folder.
“I’ll call you when I have your first task ready,” he said. “For now, just get to know the information in the files.” Then he turned and strode out of my office, closing the door shut behind him.
I sat down in the chair, and immediately jumped back up. Something was on the chair! I looked more closely and discovered that it was a dildo attached to the chair. I touched it, and it was firm, but velvety soft. It was also large, at least as large as Daddy’s cock. My pussy trembled at the thought of the smooth black dildo forcing my pussy lips apart and filling me up. I removed my jacket and hung it on the back of the chair.
My attention moved to the folder I had picked up. I didn’t sit in the chair, but opened the folder and placed the contents on the desk. There was a stapled booklet entitled ‘Toys for my princess.’ I picked it up and turned to the first page. There was a picture of the chair dildo, and a description of how to use it underneath that read:
The dildo will satisfy your pussy when I am not pounding it. When you are ready, it will fill up your tight little ass. I want you to sit on it, at all times unless I have given you permission not to.
The idea of it filling my virgin ass made me horny as hell, but also a little scared. How could that ever get in there? I was considering this when the blinds suddenly flew open. I looked up in astonishment to see Daddy through the glass, holding a remote control in one hand and the telephone in the other and looking stern. The phone rang, and I jumped before answering.
“..Hello?…”
“You will say, Hello Sir,” Daddy said. “And why are you not sat on your chair?”
“I…I was about to. Sir,” I said breathlessly.
“Well, don’t just stand there. Sit on the chair you little slut.”
I hoisted my skirt up so that the dildo could penetrate me, and sat down on the chair. It filled me up completely, pushing my pussy lips wide apart.
“Good girl,” Daddy said. “Now ride it.”
I moaned in lustful delight and began riding the dildo slowly. I was so wet that it made a smacking sound as I rose and fell onto it. My free hand moved to my nipples, and I played with the
left nipple, teasing it so that it stood out proudly through the flimsy fabric.
“Unbutton the blouse,” Daddy said through the telephone, and his voice was thick with lust. I unbuttoned the blouse, allowing my breasts to hang free, exposed to him through the window.
“Touch yourself,” he demanded, and my hand moved from my nipples to my swollen clit, massaging it until I was wild with need. I rode the slippery dildo faster now, and little moans of excitement escaped me. Daddy’s breathing was harder and faster down the telephone. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as my orgasm threatened to overtake me.
“Keep looking at me. I want to see the pleasure in your face.” I gasped and looked straight at him, through the glass. I could see his hand pumping furiously under his desk and the knowledge that he was pumping his cock for me almost sent me over the edge.
“Now, baby. Come for me now. I want to see your face when you come,” he breathed. I came hard, wave after wave of pleasure pouring through my body, my shamefully wet cunt clenching and releasing around the dildo as I writhed in ecstasy. Daddy watched, both hands on his desk now and a satisfied look on his face, almost as if he’d been the one coming.
“I will let you know when it is time for your next task. Do not get off the chair until then,” he commanded.
“Yes Daddy,” I breathed into the telephone before putting it down. The blinds slid shut, and I buttoned up my blouse and continued to read about sex toys. As well as dildos, there were descriptions of vibrators, handcuffs and some things I had never heard of before like butt plugs and ball gags. I thought about Daddy using these things on me and my used pussy started to throb again. Every slight movement I made reminded me that there was an enormous dildo stretching my cunt to its limits, and my nipples tingled with need.