F Boy: Screwing the Boss series

by Michelle McLoughney

  Of course my friends were delighted when the brothers visited and slept over, my friend Jess spent more time here when they were over, than she did any other time. She knew my little secret too, we shared everything Jess and I. What I didn’t tell my other friends was the amount of nights I woke up after having a wet dream about one of my brothers. Always the same dream, the three of them naked and fucking me till I came all over their hard cocks. Usually I woke up with my hand on my pussy dripping with juice, I hated that the most. The fact that in my dreams I was unable to stop them making me cum. And boy did they make me cum! In my dreams they had fucked my tight pussy every which way. I had imagined them fucking my ass, my pussy, separate and together in a foursome. It was so wrong, but felt so right. I bit my lip and thought of Ker. He was too hot and too sexual, too damn forbidden. I couldn’t be around him for the summer with my pussy dripping and throbbing every time he was near.

  I tidied up around the house, it was the least I could do in return for my dad and my step mom Elena letting me crash for the summer while college was out.

  Chapter two

  I ran a bath and pottered around the house taking off my denim Daisy Dukes and belly top, dropping them on the dining-room table. Blasting some tunes I leaned my elbows on the kitchen counter-top. Shaking my ass in time with the music, I closed my eyes and let the rhythm wash over me. I smiled to myself when I thought of all the parties I was going to have, and picked up my phone to text my BFF Jess when the music suddenly died.

  “What the hell-?”

  “What the fuck are you doing, Molly?” I almost jumped out of my skin and whirled around.

  Ker. Great! Just great. I flipped him the bird and growled at him.

  “Ker, what a nice surprise. What the fuck do you mean, what am I doing? What the hell are you doing here? And turn back on my music!”

  Kerr walked angrily over and stood glaring down at me. His 6ft 4” frame dwarfed my 5ft 2” petite figure.

  “Do you have someone here, Molly? What the hell are you doing in your bra and panties walking around the house? There are workmen outside, or is that your game? A bit of titty tease for the masses?”

  I opened my mouth to tell him to fuck off and suddenly thought better of it. He looked angry and I could feel the fire and heat coming off him. My eyes were suddenly drawn to his suit pants and the massive hard-on he was rocking. Fuck me pink! He was huge! I met his eyes and saw the pulse at the base of his neck tapping to a furious beat. A bead of sweat was forming on his lip and his breathing was heavy. Watching his lips draw into a thin line, I refused to react when he moved forward until I could feel his cock press hard against my belly.

  “Something bothering you Ker?” I asked innocently.

  He ran his calloused fingers along my jaw and lifted the tip of my chin upwards to meet his brown eyes. I loved his eyes, just like Marco’s and Enrique’s, exotic from their Cuban heritage. I wanted to lick his upper lip, the fullness of it drove me wild. I needed to put my hand between my legs and feel the wetness I knew was soaking my panties. They were light blue silk, and I knew if he looked close enough he would see the damp patch silken and wet, where my pussy juices were leaking through. Clenching my thighs together, a shudder passed through me.

  “You’re bothering me Molly. You have been bothering me for a long, long time,” he leaned into me, and I felt his breathe caress my ear.

  “I can smell your damn wet little pussy from here.”

  I jerked back and suddenly he was gone. He had moved away and was opening the fridge and taking out a beer. He held it to his cheek and closed his eyes. I wasn’t sure if I had dreamed him talking about my pussy, and I followed him with narrowed eyes as he leaned against the kitchen counter, screwed off the top and took a long drink. We had played a cat and mouse game for the last few years, teasing and flirting, sarcastic put downs and sneaky glances. I hadn’t been alone with him in all that time. Now, it was different. Now, something had shifted and the air was tense and heavy with potential. He was so fucking hot and I hated the impact he was having on my pussy. The summer heat was stifling and a bead of sweat made its way down my back. I gestured to the fridge and smiled sweetly at him. “Pass me a beer will you?”

  Ker laughed, and I crossed my arms pouting as he threw his head back and rolled his eyes. “No way baby girl, you’re nineteen. What kind of detective would I be if I encouraged you to drink?”

  “You’re a dick Kerr, do you know that?” I spat as I stormed passed him. He caught my arm and spun me around to face him. I gasped as I felt his hand reach between my legs, and shook as he rested his palm on the wet silk of my panties rubbing it roughly. Leaning in he whispered into my ear.

  “You are such a bitch, such a sweet little bitch Molly, so fucking sweet. What do you taste like?” He brought his hand up to his nose and mouth and I heard him inhale before he sucked his fingertips and smiled sweetly. “Like a peach, just like I knew you would.”

  My breath came out fast and his eyes followed my tits as they heaved. I had great tits, every guy in school had wanted to suck these tits. All natural, juicy and plump they had dark pink nipples and huge pale pink areolae. Sometimes I would let guys’ spunk off on my tits, if I like them well enough. I turned my attention back to Kerr. He licked his lips and I focused on that full ripe mouth of his.

  “Jesus your breasts are so fucking beautiful.” He rested his palm between my legs again and pulled the silk from my panties across, I gasped as he dipped two fingers inside me. I bucked on his hand and stared him in the eye. He moved his head slowly from side to side, grinning.

  “You like that don’t you? I want to lick your pussy so bad, baby girl. I want to lick it and suck all the juice from it.” My mouth opened, but before I could answer he took a slug of his beer and covered my mouth with his. I groaned as he passed me a mouthful of now warm beer, and when he pulled back I let it trickle out of my mouth and down between my tits. Ker withdrew his fingers from my pussy and I moved with him trying to keep them inside me. Sticking them between his lips he sucked on them greedily before kissing me hard and full on the mouth.

  I pulled back and stared at him. “We shouldn’t Ker, it’s not right.” Ker grinned at me and traced the line of my breast through my light silk bra. My nipples stood to attention and he twisted one roughly. I moaned.

  “You want this Molly? Yes are no? I’m a grown man, I’m not playing around. If you want me, and everything that comes with that, then say so now. Or we’ll leave it here.” As he spoke he took my palm and rubbed it up and down the crotch of his suit. His cock was so hard and so hot, it jerked when I applied pressure and I wanted it. Damn right I did. I felt and gush of juice into my panties and I knew by his moan that Ker felt it too.

  “I want it.” I said simply.

  “Well come here then,” he said. Taking me by the hand he led me to the leather couch and sat down. He patted either side of his legs. “Stand on the couch Molly.” I stood over him on the couch with my pussy perfectly positioned at his eye level. I began to take off my panties and he grabbed my wrists. “No. Leave them on.” I squirmed with the need that burned inside me. I needed his cock, I needed to see it, to smell it, taste it and touch it. I knew from the bulge in his suit pants that it was big. I’d only let one guy at school fuck my wet pussy and he had been so small I would have been better just frigging myself off. I knew Ker wouldn’t disappoint. I’d heard him fucking women in the spare room when he stayed over sometimes. They screamed his name and called him a beast. The thought of it was making my pussy throb and drip.

  “I’m going to fuck you Molly, in your pussy and your ass. I’m going to eat this pussy like it’s a fucking hundred dollar steak dinner. Is that what you want Molly? Tell me if you want me to stop, but tell me now. Because after the first lick of your wet pussy there isn’t a gun deadly enough to drag my lips from your cunt.”

  I held onto his shoulders and breathed deeply. “I want you to lick my pussy, lick it clean. Make me cum into your mouth.
”

  Before I got the last sentence out his lips started working me over. He started to flatten his tongue and lick my pussy through my panties. The silk, the heat and the wetness made me moan out loud. He bit the silk fabric with his teeth and motor boarded my pussy, shaking his head from side to side, grazing my clit and making me yell out.

  “Oh fuck, oh Jesus Ker, fuck me now please. I can’t hold back, I need to cum!”

  Ker ignored me and kept licking and sucking until his face was coated in my pussy juice. He brought his head up, winked at me, and in one fluid motion ripped my panties to shreds.

  “You taste like a peach, baby girl. Have you been fucked before?” he stroked my pussy he spoke, and followed my cum running down my inner thigh with his tongue.

  “Just once, Jesus I’m going to cum in a minute.” I wriggled as he kept on thumbing my clit in a persistent rhythm.

  “You’re going to cum over and over, when I start I don’t stop fucking until the sun comes up. Did he fuck you good baby girl, did he make you cum and cum?” He plunged his fingers inside me and I groaned and dug my nails into his shoulder. He applied more and more pressure with his thumb on my throbbing clit.

  “I asked you a question Molly. Did he make you cum? Did he make you squirt your juice all his cock? Did he make you want to do anything for him, to take everything he gave you?”

  “No,” I whimpered and squirmed against his rough hand.

  “Then the fucker didn’t deserve to take your cherry. You should have asked me or Marco and Enrique. I would have popped it for you real good, baby girl. I would have made you piss on me, and I would have licked you clean.” I blushed red with the thought of pissing on him. Something I’d never thought of suddenly sounded such a turn on. Ker stood up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us both towards the bedroom. Opening my bra with one hand, he dropped it on the ground, and sucked one of my tits hard as he carried me. I gyrated against him and moved my pussy against his belly hair for sweet relief. I needed to cum so badly, I was soaking wet and shaking as he sat me on the bed.

  Chapter three

  “Lie down Molly.”

  Lying down I arched my back as he opened my labia wide with his hands and started to lick me at a furious pace. I started to come apart. “I’m cuming already, I can’t ...Ker...I can’t.” I shuddered as the orgasm hit me from my clit to my toes. Pulling his black hair hard, he rubbed his face harder still against my pulsating pussy.

  “Jesus Ker, Jesus.” I panted like a dog and collapsed back exhausted.

  Ker climbed off the bed and I looked at the sweat that glistened on his body, the darkness of him, his eyes, hair and his skin. He was so beautiful, I watched as he ran his fingers through his hair and then reached down and slowly opened his zipper. Pulling off his trousers he kept his eyes on me and I licked my lips as his cock sprung loose. Fuck me! He was long and wide, about 9inches, circumcised and when he pumped his cock a few times, I watched the pre-cum on the head of his big dick shine like liquid gold. I got up on my knees and moved my head forward, flicking out my tongue onto the veiny creamy skin of his shaft, I licked it right up to the thick pink bulbous head. Catching the droplet of cum in my mouth, I marveled at the salty sweetness of it. Ker closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head savoring the moment as I took his cock into my mouth and sucked.

  “Hmmm, that’s good, yeah that’s the way I like it. Suck it nice and hard.” I licked around the tip of his head and made circular motions with my tongue as he edged the thick meaty rod deeper and deeper down into my throat. Sliding my fingers around his balls I squeezed lightly.

  “That’s it Molly, next time I’ll show you how to milk me, how to finger my asshole, how to make me shoot my load down your throat. Right now, I need to fuck your tight pussy. I’m going to pound you so fucking hard, you’ll scream for me to stop. I’m going to fuck that tight asshole too and make it mine. You will never want anyone else ever to touch your sweet little pussy. I own it now.” He pushed me back on the bed and flipped me over onto my belly. I yelped with anticipation when I felt him pull my ass cheeks wide and spit on my eager asshole. Ker laughed and slapped me hard on the ass as he pulled me back towards him.

  “Oh yeah, look at that little tight asshole, fuck me! You little bitch Molly, keeping it from me all this time. Do you know the amount of time I’ve spend jerking off in my room knowing that your sweet pussy was only next door? Do you know what I’m doing to you Molly? Tell me.”

  “You’re licking my asshole, you’re ooooh.” I heard Ker laugh gruffly. “That’s right, I’m licking it and now I’m opening it up with my thumb. Open up the drawer beside the bed, on your right.” I leaned across and opened the drawer.

  “Take out the lube, the cherry one for your ass, I’m going to pop your ass cherry later. I want you to get nice and loosened up first. I slammed the drawer shut and held the tube of lube up. I bucked when I heard him open the tube, squirt some out and then snap it shut.

  “Oooh that’s cold.” I giggled as he applied it generously to my hole. “Up on your knees Molly.” I kneeled up and stared straight at my reflection in the giant mirror that Ker had installed above the headboard of his bed. He was behind me and I groaned as his hands came around and massaged my tits. He pulled at my nipples until they stood out like bullets. Dropping his hand to my pussy, he smacked it lightly. “Pull your pussy lips apart, I want to see your clit. Wider, pull them wider.” I lifted up my pussy, arched my back and pulled my pussy lips back so he could see. “When I come back from work tomorrow I want that pussy shaved, and I want it naked from now on. Do you understand me?” I nodded quickly. “If I find you with panties on, I will punish you.”

  I gasped. I was afraid of what he might do, but wanted him to hurt me so badly. I wanted him to fuck me so hard that I couldn’t walk the next day!

  “What will you do if I disobey Ker?” He stopped playing with my pussy and wrapped his hands around my hair pulling my head back sharply. “If you fucking disobey me, I will fuck you in the ass and the cunt at the same time. I will use one of my biggest dildos and stretch your little asshole while I fuck your cunt. I will piss on you before I fuck you, and you will piss into my mouth while I finger fuck your ass. I will own you.”

  I sat and looked at my tight open pussy in the mirror, it was pink and wet and looked so beautiful and hot that I began to move my hips back and forth. Even the air on my pussy was making it throb and drip, and I wanted it all. I wanted him to fuck me hard, harder than he had ever fucked any other woman.

  “Fuck me Ker, please fuck me hard.” He let go of my hair and his eyes were suddenly wild.

  “Hold on to the headboard,” he ordered. My pussy juice was dripping down my legs as I moved forward and grabbed the wrought iron headboard. Ker shifted up behind me and I met his eyes in the mirror as he plunged into me. I came hard, straight away.

  “Oh fuck, oh fuck, Jesus Kerr, my pussy, my pussy.” Ker grabbed my hips and I watched the sweat on his forehead bead as he pumped me over and over again so hard that it hurt.

  “You dirty little bitch, you made me do this, and you wanted this, teasing me with your short skirts and your pussy always on show. Your sweet little pussy, you dirty little bitch. I’m going to fuck you till you scream my name. So fucking wet...so tight.”

  I was building up again and started to whimper as my pussy pulsed and throbbed around his big cock. As he started to slap my clit with his hand in time with every pump, I came like a tornado, and started to moan and thrust my pussy against him. The friction it caused made my sweet juice leak around his cock and it make a wet squelching sound with every hard assault on my tight hole.

  “Now Molly, turn over,” Ker said gruffly. “I’m going to cum, all over your tits. Push them together, pull your nipples for me.”

  Suddenly he pulled out and I gasped and made soft protestations as he roughly turned me over onto my back. I needed him deep inside me, I needed my pussy filled with the length and girth of him. He
slapped my pussy hard and I bucked in surprise.

  “I said pull your nipples Molly. Do what you’re told!” I pulled them hard and moaned as he shifted up onto my belly and shoved his cock between my tits. He started to pump his cock up and down between them as he leaned back and rubbed at my pussy sticking his fingers in and out of my hot wet cunt lips.

  After a minute or two he stopped working my pussy and grabbed my tits forcefully between his hands, squashing them together as tight as he could. I was caught between the intense pleasure and pain.

  “Ahhhh fuck,” he moaned, as ribbons of hot white cum spurted out and hit me in the face.

  “Open your fucking mouth, take it all in Molly, that’s it, drink it down.” I politely accepted and opened my mouth wide. I took in every drop and licked off my lips and chin. Ker let go of my tits and sat back on his heels still holding his cock, he pumped what was left of his load along the lips of my cunt. I looked at his thick cock throbbing and slick with the mixture of my juice and his cum. It was still hard! How the fuck? Ker smiled at me and nodded.

  “That’s right little sister, I can cum all night. You make me so fucking hard. I’ve been waiting for a long time for this and you are going to get fucked royally tonight.” I opened my legs wide again and started to stroke my kitty, I dipped a finger into my wet cunt and licked it, staring him right in the eyes. Ker shook his head and slapped my hand away.