Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  “Daddy, please…”

  “Shut up. Did you really think you could get something like this past me? You know I’m the one that pays your fucking credit card bill, right? Didn’t think I’d notice this?” He stalked closer still.

  “Please, Daddy, listen! I…”

  Smack!

  The slap turned my head to the side and I stumbled backwards a short distance until my ass hit the edge of the table. Eric was against me before I could fully stand up again, his hand around my throat, squeezing firmly but not to the point of making it hard to breathe.

  “After everything I did for you.”

  “I stopped taking them, Daddy! Please believe me!”

  “I know. That’s the only reason I haven’t told your mother the deal is off yet. You’ve got one chance to keep our little arrangement on track.”

  “Yes! Anything!”

  “Let the punishment fit the crime, as they say. You don’t want to get pregnant? Then I’m going to fuck your ass. Any problem with that?”

  My ass? I gulped. Surely there was no way he could get himself into my ass, he was just too big. I’d never put so much as a tiny vibrator up my rear entrance, I was wholly unprepared for this.

  I realised I was now in almost the exact same position that I’d put Deanna in. I had to choose between social status and the degradation of letting this huge-cocked man fuck my ass, and I knew it would be no gentle love-making. Eric fucked hard.

  Maybe Deanna and I weren’t so different after all. I made the same choice she did, life was so much better since Eric and my mom started dating and I couldn’t bear the thought of going back to the way things were before.

  “OK, Daddy. F-fuck my ass as hard as you want, but I do want your babies, I promise.”

  Deanna, frozen by shock until this moment, gasped and Eric turned to look at her for the first time. From the other side of the curtain came the muffled sound of an entire school clapping as somebody was probably presented with an award or something.

  “You. How much longer does that assembly go for?” asked Eric.

  “Uh… another half an hour or so.”

  “Do you know how to work the curtains?”

  “Yeah.”

  “OK. Open them up in twenty-five minutes.” He turned back to me. “Either you’ve got a big load of cum in your ass by that time, or you are getting ass-fucked in front of the whole school and our deal is off.”

  Deanna walked over to the side of the stage next to a simple electrical panel with two buttons, one for open and the other for closed and then turned to watch the fireworks. I had no doubt in my mind what outcome she was cheering for.

  I placed my hands on Eric’s chest and gave a gentle push. I wouldn’t be able to move him if he didn’t want to be moved, but he had laid out his ultimatum and stepped back far enough for me to sink to my knees, trailing my hands downwards as I descended.

  Underneath his pants I could feel that thick shaft hanging down his left thigh, and I stroked it through the material, never taking my eyes from his. The clock was running, but I knew I had to make him want to cum in me or there was no hope.

  “My ass is going to be so tight, Daddy, it’s gonna feel so good on your cock.”

  I nuzzled that majestic piece of manhood and looked back up to Eric, who remained quiet with only the slightest hint of a raised eyebrow to show that he had been listening to me at all. With a quiet clinking sound, I undid his belt, followed by the button and zip of his pants. It might have been quicker to just tug his cock out through the zip, but I had to pull out all the stops.

  With both hands, I pushed his shirt out of the way so he had a perfect view of what I was doing. Nuzzling his cock again, pushing it out of the way until it was draped over my cheek when I turned my head up and to the side to look at him, I sucked one of his balls past my lips and swirled my tongue around it.

  “Mmmmm,” I hummed before letting it pop out of my mouth again. “I want all that sperm inside me, Daddy, don’t you want to put it there?”

  His cock twitched with every beat of his heart, I could feel it growing against my cheek as I turned my attention to his other nut, licking it as I stared up at him with my baby blue eyes and the most innocent expression I could muster under the circumstances. Soon, it was hard enough that even its own noteworthy weight couldn’t hold it down anymore and it rose.

  I reached up and grabbed it with one hand, stroking it, encouraging it, as I continued to lick Eric’s balls. It wasn’t long before I had a massive and rock hard shaft in my hand.

  Letting his shirt fall down, I wrapped my other hand around his rod, using both of them to stroke it in tandem and still leaving a significant length jutting out above my face. I couldn’t deny my apprehension, a cock of that size could conceivably do some damage, but it was also the instrument of the most pleasure I had ever felt in my life. I was almost a slave to it, and if I had to try to get it in my ass to feel it inside me, then I would.

  “It’s so big, Daddy. I think it’s going to make me cry… but you promise not to stop, right? You won’t stop until you’re balls-deep and I get all that cum, right?”

  If it was at all possible, I felt that hard cock get even more rigid in my hands, and I popped the tip into my mouth, moving my tongue in a circular motion on the sensitive underside as I looked up at him with wide-eyed innocence. Eric gathered my hair into a bunch at the back and slowly began thrusting his manhood in and out of my mouth.

  “You think all this sweet talk is going to make me take it easy on you? You’ve got no idea, little girl. You are going to cry because virgin asses weren’t made to be fucked as hard as I’m going to fuck yours.”

  There was nothing to be said to that. I stroked my hands in time with the bobbing motion he was directing, until that fat cock knocked on the door of my throat with repeated squelching sounds. It made my eyes water, but I was a long way from crying. Eric had certainly helped me master my gag reflex.

  He looked down at me with a mixture of anger and hunger as he fucked my face, and I did my best to feed the latter and appease the former. Letting go with one of my hands, I cupped his balls and felt the weight of them, full of sperm that I desperately and honestly wanted inside me.

  Eric pounded away at my face for several minutes until I was worried he might not even give me a chance to get fucked in the ass but, just when I felt his cock tense as if before an eruption of cum, he held himself back. He yanked me back to my feet by the hair, his cock slipping from my mouth at the same time as a surprised squeal, and quickly bent me over the table.

  “Spread ‘em, Olivia,” said Eric.

  This was it, the moment of truth. I reached back and tentatively pulled my ass cheeks apart, squeezing my eyes shut in fearful anticipation. What I didn’t expect, and what made my eyelids fly open in surprise, was for Eric to plunge his cock balls-deep into my sopping wet pussy until our bodies met with a resounding slap.

  “Uhhh!” I grunted.

  Eric had fucked me several times by this point, but I was still not far removed from being a virgin and every time he was inside me I was struck anew at the sheer size of him. I thought that taking a regular man in the pussy would have been a walk in the park by now, but to feel that girth stretching my tight teen tunnel to its limits, rubbing its throbbing length back and forth with my pussy walls hugging it all the way, I had an inkling about the monumental task about to beset my asshole.

  “Fuck your pussy is a work of art,” Eric grunted, pounding into me slowly but with enough power that every stroke shook my body. “I’m actually going to miss it if you fail here today, unless Deanna there wants a shot at the prize, she’s got a tight little body on her. What do you think?”

  “No, Daddy! I want to be a good girl and give you whatever you want!”

  “Let’s see about that.”

  Inch after inch of thick cock slid from me and then repositioned with the tip of his formidable rod pressing at the never-before-been-fucked entrance to my ass. I could f
eel that fat head pressing against not only the opening, but the area around it too, everywhere Deanna had licked in unknowing preparation.

  As soon as he began putting more pressure on, my hands left my ass cheeks and sought the opposite edge of the table, I needed something to hold on to and I thought I might need something to bite down on too, but there didn’t appear to be anything suitable.

  Now I knew why he had briefly tantalised my pussy. There was no way something the size of his cock would ever have a hope of fitting into something the size of my ass without some kind of lubrication. My pussy was one of the agents of my ass’s destruction apparently.

  Smack!

  Eric’s open hand came down on the smooth and milky white surface of my right ass cheek, making me yelp and no doubt bringing up a clear hand print. Ever harder he pushed, his hands curling around my hips to pull my body back against his masculine invasion.

  Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of Deanna standing there next to that control panel with an absolutely dumbfounded look on her face as my world turned into one big cock-induced fire, centred on my asshole. Seeing her there gave me the last piece of motivation I needed to force myself to unclench my terrified muscles. There was no way, no way, I was ever going to let her take my place.

  Highly motivated or not, I thought I was going to pass out by the time I felt an almost audible *pop* as the bumpy ridge of Eric’s cock sank through my rear entrance. A short-lived wave of relief washed over me as he pushed forward another inch, fanning the flames inside my virgin asshole, before pulling back until the fattest part of his cock stretched my entrance again.

  “Holy fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” I moaned.

  Smack!

  A twin hand print was placed on my other ass cheek, but I barely felt the spank as Eric pushed forward once more gliding on the slickness he’d gathered from my pussy. I felt myself filled ever fuller with cock until I thought it might never end, and then Eric stopped again and pulled back. He still hadn’t gone balls-deep!

  “Daddy, I don’t think I can… ugh!”

  Apparently deeming me suitably prepared, he slammed his cock home in my ass and I felt those heavy balls of his slap against my pussy. His hands grasped my ass and gave it a good squeeze before one of them slid up my back to find a fistful of hair, which he wrapped around his hand to gain an unshakable grip.

  Just like he promised, the tears did come. Every time he thrust into me everything became more slippery, but there was no getting around the fact that my body was being severely tested and he made good on his other promise. He fucked hard.

  For several minutes the steady slap of our bodies punctuated the drone of the principal talking on the other side of the curtains and I thought I might split in half… but I didn’t. With my head pulled back by the hair, my ass getting pounded like there was no tomorrow, and my tits shaking with every impact, I suddenly felt indestructible.

  I would do more than just survive this ass fuck to end all ass fucks, I would get that cum deep inside me, I would save the marriage, and, in the long run, I would get pregnant. Eric sawed his entire length in and out of me over and over again and I pushed back to meet him every time.

  I wanted to scream the house down in triumph and pleasure, but held myself back to the best of my ability, lest the principal catch wind of something and make Eric’s threat moot. The tickly sensation I had noticed with Deanna’s gentle licking returned, a welcome undercurrent to the raging fire that Eric’s cock also stoked.

  To my surprise, a smile touched the corners of my mouth… this was starting to feel good, really good. I looked over at Deanna, with a victorious flash in my eyes and reached between my legs to give some much needed attention to my clit.

  I ran my finger between my pussy lips, dragging my natural lubricants over my eager go-button and finding the traces of that orgasm I’d been so close to when Eric first made his presence known. With one hand still gripping the table for stability, I flicked the finger on my other hand across that sensitive centre of bliss.

  The fire in my ass merged with the throbbing pleasure of my clit and quickly built into some strange new kind of sensation that I had never felt before. For the first time, I squeezed his cock with my ass, seeking more friction, more contact with his magnificent pleasure rod.

  “Give it to me hard, Daddy, I want that cum!”

  Eric responded by somehow finding a higher gear to step up to, pounding my ass with furious speed and power until I reached some kind of flashpoint and came for the first time with a cock buried in my ass. A strangled moan of pleasure forced its way out of my mouth as I still attempted to restrain myself and I felt my prize begin to be deposited deep in my ass.

  Hot, sticky, and generous, spurt after spurt of semen drenched the depths of my rear passage, warming my whole body as Eric’s thrusts lost their rhythmic quality, becoming slower and more sporadic. As a cloud gradually cleared from my vision and a faint buzzing sound faded from my ears, each of his strokes still shook my body until he was finished and all was still for a moment.

  I was still panting from the effort when Eric pulled his cock out of my ass, and I clenched up to stop a torrent of his creamy love from pouring down my legs. When I stood and turned I saw his pants were already back up and he was fastening his belt.

  “I’ll see you tonight in my office, we need to have a little chat. Seven o’clock. You don’t want to be late.”

  “OK, Daddy. Thank you.”

  Deana piped up, probably crestfallen at her missed opportunity to open the curtains on my degradation.

  “What about me? I can take it too!”

  Eric looked at her like she was nothing more than an annoyance and continued tidying himself up.

  “You. You’re still my official creampie eater, so you’ve got work to do. Get to it. I’ve got plans for you, but don’t call me, I’ll call you.”

  Eric left through the door we had all entered by, leaving Deanna and I alone as the principal began to wrap things up on the other side of the curtain. I looked at her and she looked at me… then I bent over the table again. She did have work to do.

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  Everything Can Be Bought 4: Always The Bridesmaid

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  It's official! The marriage has happened and Eric is now the undisputed man of the house. Inexperienced brat Olivia is enjoying herself at the reception, slightly relieved at the prospect of a break from Eric's totally taboo advances while he goes on honeymoon. On the other hand... she's really grown to love those advances too! That's why, when Eric tells her to go straight to room 727 in the hotel, she doesn't waste any time getting herself there for one last hard session with the billionaire. However, Olivia is totally unprepared for what she finds in that room... will this be the encounter that finally gets Eric the heir he wants?

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  Pseudo-Incest, Breeding, Rough Sex, Stepfather, Stepdaughter, Sex Toy

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  It was summer, but a summer unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. If, this time last year, I’d been told that a billionaire woul
d be marrying my mother, taking my virginity, and fucking me rough and bareback to try and get me pregnant, well, I would have been skeptical. Wouldn’t you?

  Still, the tenderness in my pussy, and the way I had to walk funny after some sessions couldn’t be denied. I was getting all kinds of used, and my soon-to-be step-daddy, Eric Lockwood, must have deposited about thirty million gallons of semen into my unprotected depths by the time the summer vacation was only a couple of weeks old.

  Not only that, but I had my own car, my own credit card, Eric took me out on his luxury yacht and then took me out on his luxury yacht. Everywhere I went, people treated me differently than they ever had before. Shop assistants that would have chased me out of their stores and called me a street urchin or something, were practically grovelling at my feet when I browsed for new clothes.

  I loved getting fucked by him, to feel my pussy pushed to what I thought must surely be my physical limit, the pleasure, the pain, the desire, all of that. Once I managed to overcome my reluctance at the thought of getting pregnant at only eighteen, at the cost of my anal virginity I might add, things were even better.

  It had to be said, though, that I was almost exhausted after we moved in with him. I usually woke up to early-morning sex after he’d been for a run, showered, and had a cup of coffee. Sometimes I woke up to middle-of-the-night sex when the mood struck him. My pussy was basically at his beck and call all day every day, and he liked to call a lot.

  That’s why I was kind of relieved when the planning of his wedding to my mom started taking up more of his time and energy, I managed to get a bit of a break from the constant action! I was even going to be my mom’s maid of honour, and my bridesmaid’s dress was so beautiful I could have stared at myself in the mirror for hours.