My Bully's Father

I moved my hips along the glass table as he ate my pussy for dessert, riding his tongue like a wanton slut and loving every minute of it. I loved even more when he stood to his feet, lifted my ankles in the air, and eased that cock in me.

My belly bulged out at the sight of his monstrous cock, trying to make its way into my ovaries. He sawed in and out of me, and his cock was so long I could see its shadow between my thighs. Like a snake slipping into a warm nest. I humped my hips wildly as my orgasm built. “That’s it, cum all over my cock.” I keened and wailed as his thumb found my clit, and my pussy juiced more than ever.

My mouth was slack once again, and in my lust-filled haze, my hand went down between my thighs, and I frigged my clit so hard I splashed cunt juice all over him. This seemed to enrage his lust even more, and he fucked me harder against the cold, firm surface of the glass table as it knocked into the wall.

I came and came again until I felt a sudden emptiness. He lifted me in his arms with my back to his chest and walked down the hallway to a bedroom. I found myself face down on the bed with my ass in the air as he growled and moaned in my pussy where he’d buried his face.

I came all over his chin and yipped like a bitch in heat when he fed me his cock. Doggie style is my favorite. In fact, they’re all my favorite. I spread my legs and kept my face turned on the mattress as he fucked into me nice and slow.

My pussy was still dripping, and my heart felt like it needed to take five. But my pussy ruled the day. She wanted to stay stuffed no matter what and stuffed she was. He pulled me back on and off, his cock drilling into me like a piston. I know he loves to fuck me like he’s drilling for oil. That he loves how much he can make me cum, and that he was the first and only one to fuck my pussy.

For a man who’d been cheated on, this means a lot. He likes to think that he owns me, and I let him. I do anything and everything he says; I’ve given myself completely over to him because my reward is going to be so great.

Just thinking about all I stood to gain made my pussy twitch, and I added a little extra wiggle to my hips as I bounced back on his cock. The rest of me might be small, but I have the perfect heart-shaped ass that I’d spent hours in the gym perfecting.

I know what he saw from back there because I’d looked at myself in the mirror in just this position a bunch. My bleached asshole looks fresh and clean and just waiting to be fucked, and my pussy, when it’s not stuffed with his big long cock, is pink and perfect. I expect that might’ve changed in the last two weeks with all the wear and tear from Gregory’s monster cock.

I got so wrapped up in my head I didn’t even realize that he was cumming in me again. “Oh, Mr. Jarvis, you did it again. You came in my pussy without a condom.” Big wide eyes with just a hint of tears. I love that he thinks he’s the one baby trapping me.

MR. JARVIS

I love the fuck outta this girl. I know she has an agenda; who doesn’t? But I also know she came to me a virgin, so whatever she is, I know she’s not an unfaithful slut. If it’s money she’s after, I’ve got plenty; I see no issue with sharing. But there’s the rub.

From what I can tell, she’s not really into expensive things. Like, she could pretend that shit, I guess, but I’ve caught her more than once turning up her nose at some overpriced drivel my daughter had brought home. So, for that reason alone, I can’t get a bead on her.

I’m accustomed to women wanting my money heck; I’d even married one. It comes with the territory as far as I’m concerned, but this one, I think, had another motive altogether. I fed her another piece of cheesecake from the end of my fork as we sat on the couch, both shrouded in the luxury robes with the hotel logo on them.

Her hair, that wild mass of ginger-colored curls she’d worn hidden beneath the blonde wig, cascaded across her shoulders and down her back. “Why the wig?” It was the first time we’d shared a shower and only because I’d insisted. She blushed and pulled at a lock of her hair.