Harvey must have sensed my pleasure because there was certainly no talk or hint of ‘do you need me to stop’ anymore. He pulled back and slammed himself into my pussy over and over again, lifting my lower body off the mattress with every out-stroke and pummelling my ass into it with every in-stroke, it was just the hard fucking that my neglected slit needed.
Unlocking my ankles I grabbed each of my legs at the knee and pulled them upwards, opening my pussy wide for him. My eyes kept wanting to squint shut with the ecstasy of it all, but I forced them open a crack, just able to see my feet shaking with every solid ‘schlop’ sound of his cock plunging into my slit. Now that Harvey was able to pull out until his head stretched my lips before powering into my depths again his thrusts made my tits wobble wildly between our bodies.
Splayed wide as I was, I squeezed the thick cock pounding into me with all my might, feeling the friction increase instantly as Harvey whispered a comment about my amazing pussy under his breath. I felt the bumpy ridge of his cock head gliding over my G-Spot and, continuing to squeeze as hard as I could, felt my second orgasm fast approaching.
“I’m cumming… cumming for you… oh fuck…”
Harvey increased the pace of his thrusting, his hard and fast strokes felt almost like a constant hum between my legs as my pleasure grew and grew until the euphoria flooded from my sex into the rest of my body like a dam bursting. The flood waters of ecstasy rushed through me, washing away all thoughts like a hapless village caught in the way of the torrent, leaving me with nothing but the incredible pleasure and the pounding vibrations of Harvey thrusting into me powerfully.
The water eventually receded, revealing a sopping mess where it had been. I was a wreck, rocked by two powerful orgasms in quick succession, and still Harvey was thrusting into me like he could go all day. I knew that wasn’t likely to happen, though, my pussy was too tight for him to prolong his climax forever.
That being the case I knew that Harvey would be depositing a sticky load of impregnating semen into my unprotected sex relatively soon. As I recovered from my orgasm I thought about what changes it would mean for my body and my life if one of his sperm managed to find its way to one of my eggs. I just couldn’t imagine my firm teen belly getting all big and round or my tits swelling up with milk, they were already big enough! Not that it was an unpleasant thought, just hard to imagine.
Harvey slipped his hands under my knees, slinging my legs over his shoulders, and leaned in close, pushing me to my limits of flexibility and raising my ass off the bed slightly while he penetrated me as deeply as he ever had. His weight supported by the back of my legs, Harvey’s hands were free to squeeze and caress my tits while he fucked me, and judging by the look on his face, this was his idea of heaven.
I could see he was getting close to cumming, and I couldn’t wait any longer for his creamy load so I mustered all of my remaining strength and squeezed at his pumping cock with my pussy muscles once more. Harvey groaned in bliss and slammed his cock as deep as he possibly could into me, thoroughly coating my cervix with his first giant spurt.
This was far from the first time he had cum inside me, but as I sensed each wave of his little swimmers assault my fortress it certainly felt different. The knowledge that my fertile womb was unprotected by rubber or medicine, that I was giving myself completely to my Step-Father made everything all the more intense. To know I was lying with a man who had no problems with the commitment of fathering a child was so sweet, I felt almost on the verge of tears again.
At last spent inside me, Harvey remained on top as we caught our breath, kissed and cuddled for I don’t even know how long. Finally, he rolled to the side and I nuzzled up to him, laying my head in his armpit as he held me close.
“And to think, I thought your news was going to be something to do with work.”
“Oh. Actually, that is the other part of my news,” he said.
“What do you mean? What’s happened with work?”
“Well… I’ve been working on some high end security software. It’s mighty clever if I do say so myself.”
“So modest,” I ribbed him good-naturedly.
“Anyway, we were going to bring it to market, but Tobin Enterprises got wind of it somehow.”
“As in President Tobin Enterprises?”
“The very same. To cut a long story short, after an excruciatingly long period of due diligence, they are buying us out. I’m going to be a man of leisure with a very big budget in the near future.”
“Congratulations, Harvey, that’s awesome. You deserve it.”
“Thanks. It really made me think about my future a bit more, which is why I have to break up with your Mother. According to the terms of our pre-nup she’s going to be well looked after, but she’s not going to be married to a multi-multi-multi-multi,” he took a deep breath, “multi-multi-multi millionaire. Not like you.”
“Was… was that a proposal?”
“Yes. No. Sort of. Obviously things are complicated with us at the moment. I’ve been racking my brains trying to think of a way to let your Mom down reasonably gently, but I just haven’t been able to come up with anything. You got any ideas?”
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Trillionaire Xavier Merton-Cane has always had his pick of women whenever he wanted. During an urgent trip to Mars he discovers his robot companion is unlike any other and learns some uncomfortable truths about himself while finding humanity and searing sexuality where he least expected it.
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I sat in my chair at the head of the table watching as Sally, the pretty young head-of-department, presented to the board of directors of my company for the first time. She’d shown a hell of a talent in the raw materials resource division that she worked in, found great deals, made me a lot of money over the years. She was the natural choice to be promoted when old Gerald McLean had retired. Today she was the bearer of bad news, though, and she was visibly nervous.
My family had been involved with the terraforming of Mars for generations, we were there from the start. I am directly descended from Captain James Merton and Doctor Noralee Cane, the first humans to set foot on the red planet, my Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandfather was born there, another first for Mars.
I’m not kidding myself, I know my family name has opened a lot of doors for me as well as a lot of legs, but I’ve done my best to make it under my own steam. I was responsible for the design, manufacture and transport of the solution to the most difficult hurdle we’d come up against in terraforming dead Mars. Merton’s magnets, they were called by laymen. It was a ludicrous simplification of how my invention worked, but the name stuck and I even began to use the term myself when describing the devices I was putting in orbit around Mars.
Already Mars had been given a weak magnetic field and the atmosphere being generated on the surface was no longer being entirely blasted away by solar winds, it was beginning to build up somewha
t. However, the planet needed a stronger magnetic field still. By the time this particular government contract had come to completion, there would be practically no gaps between each individual orbiting magnet and Mars would have a tiny artificial ring around it, somewhat akin to the more famous rings of Saturn.
Aside from that, I’d inherited huge land-holdings on the red planet. Much of the land had been carefully selected taking into account estimated sea levels once the polar ice caps melted. For now the vast majority of it was useless to me, but it was something I might be able to enjoy in my old age, or give to my own kids if I ever had any.
However, some of my land was home to the vast majority of usable accommodation and industrial buildings and sites on the whole planet. Mars was contributing to the solar-system-wide economy in two ways, firstly in the mining of various ores. Secondly as a kind of way-station for missions that were further afield from Earth, such as the biological surveys being done on Europa, or the mining being done in the asteroid belt.
Once the population of Mars had more liveable area to sprawl out into, build and grow on, it would change the economy of the entire solar system. Between my various endeavours and inheritances I, or the aforementioned hypothetical children, was poised to be the richest human who had ever lived. It would have been an understatement to say I had a lot invested in Mars, so the news that Sally was imparting was not helping my mood in the slightest.
The government had been selling up its stake in Mars, hoping that private industry would be able to make something of the land there, while the government retained a minority share and collected revenue for doing pretty much nothing. It was still a good deal, considering what my inventions were going to do.
Sally’s presentation moved to a map showing the main area in use by humans on Mars, overlaid with colours representing ownership. Most of the map was red, representing myself, but the map didn’t look quite as good for me as it used to. A dagger of blue representing the Kozlov Corporation was sticking into the vast swathe of red that represented Merton-Cane Holdings. Alternatively, some of the more blunt media outlets had said it was a giant blue cock in my red ass.
I’d never admit it in interviews, but to be honest, it is the second metaphor that felt closer to the truth. I was being fucked in the ass, and I didn’t like it one bit. Sally explained that a few weeks ago, the government had announced they were accepting tenders for two more lots of land. If I didn’t win those tenders, and Kozlov did, it would be a slippery slope as far as a lot of my endeavours were concerned. It wasn’t that Kozlov would have a huge amount of land, or overly useful land, it was the placement.
Kozlov and his representatives kept their cards close to their chest in interviews, just as I did, but it didn’t take a genius to see what he was doing. Kozlov Corporation would soon be strategically dividing most of my best mining sites from the main point of on/off planet transportation. So what? Well, Kozlov Corporation was then going to be the owner of the first toll road on Mars. I’d have to pay huge sums to transport anything, or go the long way around. Either way it would make many of my operations economically infeasible.
My ‘Planet Manager’ (official title being Chief Strategic Officer) Warwick Polzin had really dropped the ball it seems, it was a series of his direct fuck ups that had cost me those lots now held by the Kozlov Corporation. Sally went on to describe shortages of Palladium, a core requirement of my Merton’s Magnets, and general high prices of most useful commodities. My teeth were grinding by the time she finished.
“Thanks for that illuminating presentation, Sally. Time to get back to work everybody. Jim, I need to speak to you in private. Sally, wait outside, Jim will send you in when I’m done with him.”
My employees filed out, leaving Jim Pearson, the person who I’d known pretty much all my life, he grew up on the same street as me and I trusted him more than anybody else in the world. Any world.
“Jim, I’m going to have to go to Mars myself and clean this all up. If I leave straight away I can be there in time to sort out those next two tenders on site and in person. I’ll also be giving Polzin a flying lesson out the front doors.”
“I thought you might say something like that. I take it you don’t want anybody to know you’re going there?” He asked.
“Exactly right. I think I’ll take a vacation for a few months if anybody asks.”
“I know the drill, we’ve got this routine down. Anything else?”
“No. I’ll make my own arrangements. Send Sally in and I’ll hope to see you in several months rather than several years, old friend.”
Jim smiled wryly. “Don’t be too hard on her, Xavier, she’s young, she’s got a bright future with us.”
“You want the video of her when I’m done, right?”
Jim paused. “Yes. See you when you get back.”
He left the room, closing the door behind him. A few moments later Sally walked through the door, closing it behind her as well. Nervously she walked towards me and I watched her wordlessly. I’d only spoken to her very briefly in the past, but once she was promoted to head of department, I made it my business to make myself at the very least aware of her basic information, as I tried to do for all my staff that held higher than entry-level positions.
Sally Copeland, 25 years old, graduated top of her class and was a rising star in Merton-Cane Holdings. Men double her age reported to her and called her “Ma’am”. She was dressed in an expensive women’s dress suit that screamed ‘successful businesswoman’ as blatantly as it showed off her legs. Her pretty face and dark eyes were framed by warm brown hair, kept tidy and professional even though it was loose and hung down approximately level with her chin. She was sexy, successful and smart. She was hot shit, and she knew it. She was used to being in charge.
“Coffee. Milk and sugar. The kitchen is over there.” I said and watched the range of emotions play across her face. Surprise, anger, fear that I had noticed her anger, resignation.
“Yes sir!” she chirped and turned in the direction I had pointed.
I watched her ass twitch through her skirt with each step she took and felt a stirring in my pants. She was good at her job and Jim was right, she had a bright future with us, but in her presentation she had mentioned something that showed she too could make mistakes. I was going to fuck her so she would always remember the time she didn’t maintain her high standards of work and she was going to like it. They always ended up liking it, I guess that’s just part of the package when you’re a famous trillionaire.
Sally returned with the coffee, I accepted it and leaned back in my chair, which reclined slightly. Too much milk, too much sugar, but I drank it anyway.
“Take a seat, Sally.” I said, and she made for the nearest chair to mine at the board table.
“Stop. Are you a member of the board?” I asked.
“No sir.” She responded, stopping dead in her tracks and looking back at me nervously.
“Then you don’t sit in Jim’s seat.” I patted the top of the table in front of me “Sit here.”
“Sir?” she asked, knowing I was serious, but hoping I wasn’t, nevertheless. I gave her a stern look that communicated the fact that she had better get with the program. Sally looked around as if checking that there was nobody else in the room and hopped up, I caught a flash of white panties as she quickly crossed her legs and tried to pull her skirt down to make it as long as possible.
“Nasty business, this Kozlov land grab, don’t you think, Sally?” I asked.
“Yes sir, but it’s definitely fixable, as long as you get to those last two lots, your mining operations won’t be affected.”
“I think you’re right there. I would probably need to get the tenders underway as soon as humanly possible to give us the best shot of winning. Wouldn’t I?”
“Yes sir.”
“Hmmm. So, tell me, when were those tenders announced?”
“A few weeks ago.”
“And when did you tell me about them?”
“Today.” Sally gulped and rushed out the beginning of an excuse. “I knew I was due to present today at…”
“Stop right there.” I held out my hand in a halting gesture. “I don’t appreciate any action, or inaction, jeopardising everything my family has built up.”
I stood up and set the god-awful coffee down on the table.
“You were told when you got your promotion, weren’t you, that a lot more was expected of you?”
“Yes Sir.” Sally tried to make herself as small as possible, as if I would suddenly forget she was there and she could sneak off.
“So how am I going to make sure you remember to report important information?” I said. I moved closer to her and reached down with both hands, inserting them between her knees and pushing her legs apart. I stepped into the opening and leaned in close, whispering in her ear.
“What can I do that you’ll remember?”
Sally was breathing through her mouth, her body obviously needing more air than she could comfortably extract through her nose. I placed my hands on her knees and slid my fingers along the outside of her thighs, slipping under her skirt and pushing it up as I moved. Sally put her hand on my chest as if she was going to push me away, but she didn’t.
“Please don’t” she whispered “I’m getting married this weekend.”
Her skirt was up around her hips by this time and I reached around to grab her from behind with both hands, pulling her forwards. Her ass slid along the smooth surface until the crotch of her panties made solid contact with the bulge straining at the front of my pants.
“Uhn!” she squeaked, and still didn’t push me away.
“But Sally, you want to make me happy don’t you? You want to do what I say?”
Sally bit her lip and closed her eyes, obviously fighting some internal battle.
“Yes sir.” She said finally, and did I feel her push her pussy against me? I believe I did.
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