Christmas with Boss Brothers

by Amy Brent

  “I can only wonder what you’re thinking. I’m sure that you never thought that you would be in this position, but you were the one that asked me to be your first. I did tell you that I was a strict taskmaster and that I would turn you into a woman. That was only to get you ready and I have to say that I was sincerely impressed with how you handled yourself.” I looked up with this shocked expression on my face and wondered how he could say such kind things to a complete slut.

  “How can you look at me the same way after…after…I…I can’t even say it without being sick to my stomach.” I was trying to show him that I was not that kind of girl, but underneath I wanted to attack him and make him see me as more than this sniveling little bitch wallowing in self pity.

  “I know that I pushed you into doing this, but I didn’t see you complaining. I thought that I was going to have to coax you, but you took to it like a fish does to water. You only needed the right encouragement and incentive to take off the veil of naiveté. Underneath it all, you were waiting for this moment and didn’t even know it. You showed me that you were ready when I found you with John on that football field about to do the honors of blowing him. I brought you here in hopes of cementing our bond. I was going to seduce you slowly, but it was like you were giving me the keys to your purity by asking me to be your first.” I had walked a fine line and crossing over into this world of debauchery and decadence was not as hard as I had imagined.

  “I would like to sit here and tell you that I am appalled by my behavior and I think on some small level I am. I don’t want to think about it anymore. I don’t want to give it that kind of power over me anymore. I’m through playing with kid gloves and it’s about time that I enjoy what sex can be like with someone that I care for and trust with all of my heart.” My arms came loose from around my knees and my legs spread to show him that I was ready for more than just talk.

  “We can take some time if that is what you want. I told you before that I’m a patient man. I don’t have to fuck you right now, but it will happen.” I didn’t give him a chance to back out. I jumped into action, grabbing him by the back of his head and pressing him down into the mattress in a more compromising position.

  “Less talk…more action.” I got that feel of his mouth on me and I had to reach for the headboard and hang onto it for dear life. “Yes…fuck me with your tongue and make me cum and then give me that cock.” The words that were coming out of my mouth seemed unnecessary, but it was also something that made me feel ready and willing to take that final step.

  My body was in his grip with his hands underneath my ass to apply a certain amount of pressure to his tongue stabbing within me. He was really loosening me up, but my wet pussy remained as tight as possible. He showed special attention to my clit, bringing his mouth over top of it and inhaling it with his tongue manipulating it into submission.

  “Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me.” He must’ve taken me literally, because his tongue vacated its position and was replaced with the spongy tip of his knob`. “Do it…fucking do it and let me see what I have been… MISSINGGGGGGG.” His body joined with mine and that sensation of my virginity being taken was painful at first, but that didn’t last for long. He did me the courtesy of waiting for a moment for me to catch my breath and to get accustomed to the size of this invading presence.

  “I hope you know that I’m not going be able to keep this up for long. I’ll do what I can, but it appears that your pussy is very greedy to get to the source of my climax.” I had my arms up in the air and my hands are wrapped around his neck. I brought him down for a kiss as he started those movements that began to push me to the edge.

  “This is exactly…what I’ve wanted from my first time. I found a man…that knows how to do this the right way. A man that isn’t just after my body. I don’t think that I could’ve gotten any luckier than to have you to be my first. Joseph… Oh god….Joseph… Yes… I can’t even believe that I’m doing this with you. I can’t believe that I’m doing this.” I thought that I knew what an orgasm was, but what he was stirring to the surface was a magnitude of a climax that was going to take my breath away. “Fuck me… Yes… Yes… YESSSSSSS.” Everything seemed to be moving very slowly and I could feel every inch as my walls closed around him in a rhythmic fashion that really was something to experience.

  I saw his face change from pleasure to euphoria and that mask of lust was now punctuated with short jabs of the pleasing package between his legs. I could feel those veins getting more pronounced and the knob expanded like a flower blooming. I was lying there like a limp doll with my arms outstretched to either side and my face pleading with him to take me like a real woman.

  “That’s enough… I’m not going to let you do this to me. I had a plan coming into this and I’m damn well going to follow it by hell or high water.” I didn’t know where this was coming from and then he took himself away from me, I felt empty and alone and the product of my desire was coating his shaft. “I promised myself that I wouldn’t get caught up into this and I think that it’s time that we take a step back.” I didn’t understand what he was thinking and why he would even consider walking away from me.

  “I have to say that I’m a little surprised. From everything that I’ve learned about men, it’s very difficult for them to deny themselves this pleasure. I thought by now that you would be lying beside me with a combination of both of our juices dripping out of me.” He was shaking his head vehemently and then he leaped from the bed and walked out that door with his cock still showing signs of a raging inferno.

  Chapter six

  For the next couple of days, he stayed away from me, no matter how much I begged him with my eyes. We slept in separate rooms and I got this feeling that he was allowing that feeling of needing him to draw me to him like a moth to a flame.

  It was about midnight one night that we had gone to bed and I was sitting there with my arms crossed over my chest and looking at the ceiling. He had purposely gone skinny dipping, allowing me to see him dripping with water down his muscular body. It was obvious that he was teasing me and he even stood with his cock no more than a couple of inches away from my mouth. I couldn’t stop staring at it the entire time that he was standing there unashamedly putting on quite a spectacle.

  I remember the way that he touched me accidentally on purpose several times to elicit a noticeable moan of desire coming from my lips. I felt like I was at the end of my rope and I finally had enough.

  I jumped out of bed not even bothering to cover up and I went down the hall to his bedroom that was already wide open for my visual inspection. He was lying there naked on top of the bed stroking himself slowly and smiling like he had a pretty good idea that I was going to come to him.

  “You are a special kind of prick. This was your plan all along. I should slap you for even considering playing with my feelings like this.” I didn’t give him a chance to say anything as I rushed to him and jumped on top of him with all the air rushing out of his lungs upon impact. I reached down to push his hands away and then I went down on him with the same voracious attitude that I had with those two black men. Just thinking about them gave me a reason to supply him with those little tricks of the trade that I had learned. It wasn’t long before I felt what was going to happen and this time it was me that made sure that he wasn’t going to complete that transaction.

  “You’ve learned the most valuable lesson of all. Sex will always be considered a weapon in a woman’s arsenal. She can pull it out of her quiver at any time and make a man dance to the beat of her own drum. You see what you do to me and for the last couple of days and nights; I have been lying here thinking about you. I was that close to going to you. It’s better this way… Oh god… It so much better this way.” I was not even paying attention to anything that he said. My main concentration was on the plum sized knob that was quite inviting. Every time that he came close, I would stop and cease all other actions. I would let him calm down enough and then that was when I decided that taking a mo
re hands on approach was necessary.

  He lifted my body easily and I was surprise because I wasn’t exactly considered a lightweight. My heavy thighs draped around him and then landed on more than just his lap. My hole stretched to awaken the beast. It went in very slowly this time and my body had still not adjusted to his size. I couldn’t get the last couple of inches, so I scratched his chest and made him lift his hips to give me those last two inches. I had my hands on his shoulders and I was moving my ass up and down over the large and in charge object.

  “I know that I still have a lot to learn, but with you as my teacher, I think that I can excel.” He smiled as I bounced up and down on top of him. I was the one in charge and I could slow down the pace or quicken it for my pleasure. I ground in a circle, knowing that this was the perfect position to strike a little bit of excitement into my clit. “Damn it…you better know that this is the one time that you’re not going to get away from me.” To prove my point, I pinned his arms over his head. He most likely could’ve gotten away, but he didn’t try to and that was a good sign that he wanted things to continue until the inevitable moment.

  “I’m not going anywhere, Stacey. I’m exactly where I want to be inside that sweet little snatch of yours. The way that you do that is better than any woman including your mother.” To hear him compare my sexual appetite with my mother’s should’ve been sickening, but it only fueled me into showing him that I could be more than just a limp doll underneath him letting him get his jollies off.

  “Does my mother do this?” I slowly took him all the way out and then I went down and savored the taste of both myself and him saturating his shaft. I heard him moan and I buried him in my throat before coming back up with strings of my saliva making him slippery to the touch.

  “I…I don’t think that anybody has ever done that before.” I wasn’t sure if I could believe him and with his experience and way with the ladies, I would have assumed that this was not something new. I had to believe and I had no reason not to trust what he was saying to me.

  I slipped back into the saddle, letting him feel those young walls holding him hostage. The only way that he was going to get out of this was to supply me with the necessary creamy ransom. This time when I felt that he was there, I decided that slowing down was not an option.

  “I’m cumming… I want you to cum with me.” I wasn’t sure if that was possible, until I felt the bucking motion of his hips and the way that his cock was now reacting to the orgasm that was now squeezing him in a tight vise. He exploded with such ferocity that I could see how this was affecting him by the expression on his face.

  I didn’t stop and I rode him all the way through his orgasm giving special attention to the knob that was still quite sensitive after giving into my womanly ways. I cleaned him with my tongue like a cat does with her young. I knew that I was causing him some discomfort, but it was the kind of discomfort that any man would give their left nut to have.

  I found out that I was pregnant and instead of going home, we decided to stay here in paradise. He had found that he could do his job by delegating authority to his underlings. He could take a step back and enjoy the fruits of his labor. I was going to have his baby and what better way to say that I truly loved him than to bring him that heir that was going to put a smile on his face.

  Those lessons would continue and even when I was showing, he had me on my hands and knees taking one black cock and his at least once a month. I never thought that I could be the kind of woman that could satisfy him, but he had done a remarkable job in teaching me the finer arts.

  John was now a distant memory and a part of my past. This child and Joseph was my future.

  OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN MENAGE (The complete collection)

  DADDY AND HIS BEST FRIEND

  CHAPTER 1

  Elle Marshall pulled up to the brick mansion with a sigh as she shut off the engine to her Range Rover. It was late but she’d almost rather of been home sleeping than trying to spice up her love life with Lance again. They were the same age-twenty-one-but Lance was every bit the college kid and still learning his way around the bedroom. He was used to quick fucks at a frat party or romps after a night of partying when he liked to call her and have her cum over for a quickie before he passed out for the evening.

  Case in point, tonight.

  She didn’t even want to spend the night. She had a better chance of having an orgasm at home with her vibrators. Elle certainly had the fantasy in her older but very sexy stepfather, Nolan James. He was coming up on forty, but he took very good care of himself and looked years younger. Elle was

  lucky that he’d let her stay at the house after her mom had passed away after a sudden car accident three years ago. They’d been married for seven years, and Nolan had pulled them out of a dangerous place, living in the wrong part of Seattle in an apartment as her mom Breanne worked two jobs to keep their heads above water.

  Elle’s father had left when she was just four years old without a trace or any sign of a child support check. Breanne had gotten a few jobs and taken the help from friends with her small daughter, and Elle had nothing but gratitude for her. She loved Breanne, and her death had been devastating, but she had Nolan to thank for taking her in and treating her the same as he always had.

  She’d like to thank him in many ways for that. Elle had seen some of the women that he’d started dating, for lack of a better term. She’d heard some of the sounds coming from the den on nights when she was coming home late, and they made her unsatisfied pussy heat right up again. It led to many nights with her hands and toys trying to scratch the itch and Elle knew that she was in for another night.

  She’d had some hot one night stands that didn’t lead to anything else going to bars and clubs. Perhaps she was too young, or they didn’t appreciate her curvier build, but Elle had fond memories of those few nights. She’d experienced everything: being tied up, spanked and flogged, some of the hardest sex to date and even a three-way one night. That was the best, but she knew that it didn’t happen on the regular.

  Elle got out and closed the door to the car before she walked up to the door and unlocked it with her key. It was after three, but there were still some lights on in the lower floor and the sound of the television from the den as she paused. Porn. Nolan loved a good porn, and she listened for a moment as a woman screamed and another cried out within the room. “Lucky girl. At least she’s coming tonight.”

  She headed upstairs to her room that took up most of the second floor. It had a balcony that overlooked the bay and the best bathroom that money could buy, but Nolan was wealthy from his investments in businesses all over the Northern end of the United States. He had a few houses in some of the best vacation spots all over the world.

  That didn’t matter to Elle. What mattered is that she’d been fantasizing about him since she was around sixteen and after her mom had passed away, she was exposed to another side of Nolan that only fueled her desires.

  He didn’t date right away, that she could give him credit for. He didn’t take the marriage lightly, but Elle knew that her mother enjoyed a good night of wild sex as much as her daughter. They had a natural attraction, and her mom was beautiful and judging from the sounds that Elle had heard over the last few years, her handsome stepfather had an enormous cock. Elle closed her door and dropped her purse on the dresser before she slipped off her heels.

  What a waste it was to leave at all. She’d been involved in a new movie on her television when Lance called and wanted her to stop by his apartment and Elle had hope that he’d figure out what he was doing, so she gave him the benefit of the doubt.

  Lance didn’t even attempt foreplay. He’d never gone down on her and barely fingered her most of the time. He just got her wet enough to shove his mediocre dick inside of her until he came after a few thrusts. It didn’t even matter if he was drunk or sober; it was always so fast, and she had yet to have her release with him. Elle knew that she couldn’t deal with it much longer, and she f
ound something on late night cable that she used as she massaged her clit with the fastest setting on her vibrator as she closed her eyes and imagined Nolan pounding into her, with her feet on his shoulders as he ruined her hungry pussy. She wanted that so bad, and she grabbed the one that would massage her and go deep inside as she furthered the fantasy to where she was on her knees and he was behind her. His hands were slapping her ass, and his cock was so deep inside of her that it almost hurt even as she screamed for more.

  Elle came as she heard the woman on the show crying out and she bit her lip as images played through her mind in vibrant color. Her body jerked forward as she came hard and long and she kept her Dido inside of her as she just kept going. Elle dropped her hand as the toy slid out of her slick heat and she panted as she fell back onto the pillow. That was fucking intense but she wanted the real thing, and she opened her blurry eyes as she took another breath.

  Elle left the bed and walked into her bathroom to slide on a dress so she could walk outside. She didn’t worry a lot about being seen since their house was relatively private but she should at least be dressed. Elle walked out on the balcony and inhaled the fresh air as she looked over the ripples over the water of the bay. The moon was bright tonight, and she gazed at the reflection on the water as her pussy continued to pulse.

  She heard grunts below her and sighed as she listened to Nolan fuck his woman of the night. He was relentless, and she closed her eyes as she imagined herself underneath him down on the patio, or on her knees in front of him. She’d take anything.

  Elle listened to all of it and even got herself off all over again as she dropped into one of her chairs and played with her sensitive clit. When they got rougher, she slipped her fingers inside of herself and fucked to their rhythm as she bit her lip to keep herself quiet.