I lay on the ottoman with my ass up waiting for you to take me with your hard cock. You walk slowly towards me then silence. The anticipation of having you drives me crazy, I turn to look at you and the sight of your precum building on top makes my mouth water. I sit up on my knees and beg you for a taste. You stand in front of me grabbing my hair with one hand you slap your cock on my lips. Your sweet precum smothered on my lips. My tongue chases you trying to get a taste as you slap your cock harder and harder. You pull my hair back exposing my neck and you lean in. You bite it hard and suck on it sending chills all over my body. I could feel that it was going to bruise and you whisper “I want you to remember me fucking you”. I spread my legs as your hands travel through my body, my pussy aching for your touch. Every inch your hands touch makes me lose myself. Please can I have your cock? I beg. “Bend over again” you say stroking yourself. I obey and get in position. I feel a soft cloth wrap around my eyes, you unsnap your suspenders and wrap it around my wrists. I wiggle my hand but can’t move. My pussy drips with desire. I scream when your big cock squeezes into my tight pussy. “You’re a good girl, let me change that” You say as you slowly stretch me, each thrust takes you in deeper and deeper. My screams turn into moans as my pussy starts to easily takes you. I start tilting my hips and tightening my pussy around your cock making you let out a loud growl. You thrust deeper and deeper when you reach for something on your desk. I feel a marker on my back “When you read this know that I always claim what’s mine” your voice low and husky as you continue to thrust harder. You pull my hair and ask me “who am I?”, My mind lost in excitement that I didn’t answer. Your voice alone makes me want to orgasm. My moan quickly turned to screams as my ass burned from you wacking me with a wooden ruler. “I said who am I?” I try to speak but I only stutter ” my… my…” trying not to cry from the pain when I feel another wack on my other cheek. “I’m your daddy ” you say taking yourself away from me. The room is silent and my heart beats faster, Imy only thoughts are how much I want to cum for you…. then I hear the door open and you speak to someone…..
It was 5:30pm on a Friday and the rush at the local grocery store made Lilly dread her day a little more . “I hate people” she muttered as she adjusted her makeup in the mirror and fixed her hair. She slipped her black high heels on, unbuttoned her top and made her way into the store. One of the workers there always tried to get her attention.”Hi ma’am, nice day today!” She smiled as his eyes always dropped to her huge cleavage. She always gave him something extra to look at. He was in his early 20’s, nerdy and probably virgin. His cock always got hard when she stood close to him and he always found a way to get a better peek. She glanced over to the meat department and it was crowded so she started at the other end at the wines section, her favorite place in this town. She loved browsing all the wines they carry. The owner Tom told her he designed it to look like his late wife’s favorite wine cellar. She liked most of the wines they stocked but she knew where he placed his favorite wines. A small thank you to his favorite customers. She slowly made her way to the small corner where she checked her list of the wines she had already tried.
She let out a short scream that was quickly muffled by big hands as they pulled her into a janitors closet. “Lila, don’t yell” the deep voice whispered in her ear and she instantly put a face to the voice. “Mark, What the fuck” the room was pitch black and she could feel him breathing heavily on her neck. “Don’t you miss me?” He said tugging on her hair exposing her neck. He was always very dominant over her body… fuck she missed that. “No, don’t touch me!” She wiggled around trying to free herself from him but deep down she didn’t want to be free His strong arms wrapped around her body so tight. She loved struggling and fighting him off, his big hands fighting for her body, to taste her lips, her nipples, it was the best forplay she has had, even though she didn’t want to admit it to him. “I saw you walking in the store and I didn’t want to get close to you but you had to come down this aisle. Who fucking starts grocery shopping on this end of the store?” She mumbled “of course even how I grocery shop is wrong”
“ENOUGH!” He feel back onto a counter and pulled her onto his body. Her legs fell beside his hard cock. She had spent so many nights thinking about his thick cock and how they would go for hours, always wanting more from each other. He reached between her legs feeling her wet pussy through her lace thong. “MMmmm…. Are you going to be a good girl for me?” He asked licking her ear and slipping a finger inside her hot pussy. She moaned as he stroked her g-spot. He always knew where to go. “I miss hearing you scream my name.” Finger fucking her faster he slapped her ass with his other hand making her scream. He reached for her shirt and ripped it open, the buttons falling to the ground he reached for her bra hook and snapped it off pulling her bra off. His mouth watered feeling her breast fall between his face. He leaned in and wiggled his face in them. The scent of her perfume intoxicated him. He lifted her on his lap and with one hand cuffed her small wrists behind her, exposing her to him. “I wish I could see your body right now”
The door handle jiggled and a soft knock followed,”Is someone there” Tom called out. “Hi Tom, it’s me Lilly. Sorry I will be right out my shirt buttons popped off and I ran in here to hide.” She said hitting Marks hand away from her pussy. “That must have been the scream they heard. I’ll go get you a shirt. Stay there i’ll clear the area.” Tom shouted at the door. He walked back to the front of the aisle where a crowd had formed and he waived the door greeter over. “Stand here make sure no one sees her.” Tom said placing him in front of the crowd. “All right everybody nothing to see, someone spilled a bottle of wine that’s all”
When Lilly couldn’t see him she threw Mark out of the closet and closed the door behind him. “Hey how did you get past me” Shouted the greeter. “Don’t take your job too seriously there kid he said rubbing his hair and winking at him” Mr. Tom came running back with a store uniform shirt. “Lilly, here is a shirt I believe this is your size.” She couldn’t find her bra and she knew Mark took it. She opened the door and Mr.Toms eyes feel at her breasts. Her shirt was unbuttoned and her large breasts were very difficult to contain with one hand. “Here I think this should do the trick.” Never looking away. She leaned into him and kissed his cheek. “You are a lifesaver, Mr.Tom. I owe you” She noticed his bulge in his pant grow bigger and she winked at him, turning to remove her shirt and put the uniform shirt on. She turned back around “How does it look?” She asked, fixing her long hair. The white polo did nothing to hide her nipples, he could make out the light pink color of them and he wanted to touch them. Clearing his throat he managed to say “It looks fine”.
She made her way down the aisle and the greeters jaw dropped. Every step she took her breasts bounced making his cock hard. She stood right in front, leaning on his body and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you for your help.” She slipped her button up shirt on to cover her nipples and walked out the door wishing…hoping.. Mark would be there.
It’s another late night and the office is quiet. It’s just you and me and I hear something. I quietly sneak up to your door to see what you’re doing but I hear you grunting and panting so I try to take a peek through the cracked door. On your screen is my picture from last summer in my red tiny bikini, exposing way more than I’d like since I’m bent over with my face between my legs and drinks in both my hands. My small bikini top exposing my under boob cleavage, this was taken before my top popped all the way up exposing myself to two senior aged tourists. They bought us another round and we sat on their laps.
Why are you looking at my pictures and how did you get access to my private profile? Your door squeaked open and you quickly turned to look but I ran as fast as I could to my desk. I was panting trying to catch my breath when a minute later you are standing at my door. I smile nervously trying to control my breathing. “Hey you’re still here?” I ask “Yea, working on some year end reports. I was about to finish and thought I heard you” your voice calm with a smirk on your face. “Oh, no I’ve been here all this time maybe the janitor is here already.” I feel myself get a little shaky. I’m a terrible liar.
You stare at me then you sit right next to me on my desk, leaning in to me I throw my head back your hot breath touching my neck and I moan, secretly wanting to feel your lips on it. You whisper in my ear “I’m going to need a picture of your tits too” popping off the buttons on my dress shirt.
One… by… one each button making me wetter. I wanted to feel your hands on my breasts. I was going crazy in anticipation, needing you, finally exposing my red bra your cock growing harder in front of me. You reach for the scissors and cut my bra off. My breasts bounce as they fall to their place. My nipples hard begging to be sucked. I throw my head back and I hear your phone camera snap. I look at you and you snap again. I take my shirt off and slowly slip out of my skirt. I’m not wearing any underwear today and you lick your lips with hunger. I stand at my office door and bend over my face between my legs “here is a more appropriate picture for you to use next time” I say smiling. After you take a couple of close ups I turn and kneel over a small ottoman, lying over it with my ass out needing you to take me.