Filthy SEAL

by Amy Brent

  “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 more 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 fo
r 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.

  DADDY O

  CHAPTER 1

  Rick Henson was such an asshole.

  Brie Larsen pulled into her driveway as she narrowed her eyes in anger and stopped after the few moments that it took to arrive at the end. She was nineteen and done with her first year at U- Dub and was looking forward to spending the summer with Rick, her boyfriend of a year. They had met the first day of school, and everything seemed fine as they planned a few trips to see his parents in California and hang out at the beach. It was something different and fun, and since her mom had died a couple of years ago, Brie enjoyed getting out of the house.

  It was going to be their first time being really together and her first time at all. Brie waited a while to take that step but with Rick; she was ready. At least until she found out that he was sleeping half of the campus the entire time they were together. Brie found out in the bathroom of all places when she was in a stall, and one of the girls was talking about last weekend when she’d done him at a party. She kept saying how good he was, and it took every ounce of self-control that Brie had not to fly out of the stall and scream at her. What would that have accomplished? Nothing. She fell for the wrong man, and it was just time to move on.

  Seattle wasn’t that bad of a city, after all, and she lived right on the water with her stepdad, who had a variety of ways to enjoy the shore that their massive house was on. Brie ran her fingers under her reddened blue eyes to wipe away the mascara that had run with her tears and stared into the mirror. “Am I that awful?” She didn’t think so because she looked a lot like her mother with eyes that looked like a tropical ocean and soft red hair and Brie always thought her mother was the most beautiful woman that ever lived.

  They were so close and losing her in a sudden tragic accident had devastated her. Brie’s stepfather Jimmy was a nice man and kept taking care of her the way her mom would have, but she wasn’t sure about his ways of coping with the accident. Jimmy was a very good-looking man of forty with book cover good looks, and he was gaining quite the reputation in the city for his love of sleeping with a lot of women. Brie always heard stuff at school and was even teased sometimes by girls that asked if she’d ever slept with him? They asked her if she liked his collection of toys and whips which always made her blush.

  It also turned her on a little. God rest her mother’s soul, but Brie was a curious virgin. He kept himself in shape and was muscular with tousled chestnut hair and eyes that were forest green. Jimmy was magnificent for forty and Brie was only human. She had to look now and then.

  That probably had a lot to do with her being so ready with Ricky. She had never listened to her mom and Jimmy because that was gross. However, she had heard him with various women down in the basement where she’d always thought he had a man cave. They always moaned and sometimes it sounded like they were weeping when she’d hear the slap of something against their skin. Even through the tears, they always begged for more. He must be doing something right, much like her ex-boyfriend.

  Brie sighed and got out of the car before she tossed her backpack over her shoulder. Brie headed through the open garage that showcased Jimmy’s small collection of expensive cars and walked into the kitchen to see their assistant Marie stirring something over the stove. “Hey, Marie,” Brie greeted her as the lovely black woman glanced up with a smile. Marie was a miracle, and she cooked, cleaned, organized things for the house and did all of the grocery shopping. Brie would be forever grateful because she really stepped up her game after her mom had passed away, leaving Brie free to grieve. “What’s cooking?”

  “Stew but let’s get to the real point. Why are your eyes so red?” Marie demanded as she set the spoon on a plate beside the five burner stove and walked over to Brie. “What happened?”

  “I broke up with Rick. It turns out he was sleeping with half of the school because I wouldn’t give it up.” Brie replied and Marie shook her head slowly as her dark eyes glimmered with anger.

  “I don’t understand young men these days. Women like you are so rare and valuable.” Marie hugged her as Brie bitterly laughed.

  “You must have me mistaken with someone else.” She smiled as Marie pulled away and patted her arm. “I guess it’s summer in Seattle.”

  “You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Marie chided her as Brie shrugged. “Your dad got some champagne to celebrate school being over. We’ll have it with dessert later since I made the chocolate cake that you love.”

  “You are a goddess, Marie,” Brie smiled and walked through the expansive kitchen to the large living room and continued down the hallway to her room. It was in the back of the house and offered a beautiful view of the water. She set her backpack on the full green window seat and stared out for a moment as she took a deep breath. Rick was just a guy. There would be another one, and she shouldn’t let herself feel so bad. Brie sighed and walked into the attached bathroom to pull back her hair and change into some shorts and a tank top even though she was feeling self-conscious about the ten extra pounds that she had gained over the last year.

  Brie
checked her computer and sent some emails out before she headed into the kitchen to help with dinner. She passed the basement along the way and paused to hear a soft cry as she frowned and listened. What did he do to those women and why was it turning her on so much right now? She felt her face redden as she kept moving and reminded herself that Marie was home. “Can I help?”

  “You still have a bit but do you want some wine? We can chat for a while.” Marie offered as Brie laughed and nodded.

  “I am only nineteen, you know.”

  “You’ve been through a lot, and you were an old soul to begin with. Just don’t try and drive anywhere and I won’t worry about a glass or two of wine.” Marie said as she went to the fridge to pull out a chilled bottle along with two glasses.

  Brie took hers, and they tossed the end of a great year and took a long sip of the cold drink. “Is that my stepdaughter drinking wine?” Jimmy’s voice called out as Brie jumped and looked over at him. He dressed in his usual worn jeans that he wore at home and a button up shirt that matched the green of his eyes. Brie asked herself how that even mattered as he grabbed another glass and poured himself a drink from the bottle. “All done with school for the summer?”

  “Yes,” Brie replied as he looked her over.

  “How are your grades?” Jimmy pressed as she rolled her eyes.

  “The best they could be,” Brie told him as she gave Marie a warning look not to say anything about Rick. Jimmy had always disliked him and told her that he wasn’t good enough for her to begin with.

  “Good girl.” Jimmy gave her a tight hug, and she smiled into his toned chest as she appreciated his support. “So what are your plans for the next few months?”

  “The usual. Hang out with Kat, maybe get a part time job. You know.” Brie replied as he raised a brow at her.

  “You aren’t mentioning the boyfriend in any of this.”

  “He’s an ex now. No more Ricky,” Brie quietly admitted as she looked down at the floor.