Marcus Mine

by Madison,Mia

  Marcus wiped the tears from my cheek, kissed me tenderly, and started moving, sliding out of me slowly, leaving a great void where his cock was, then pushing back in, filling me up again.

  “Goddammit, Alice,” he whispered. “You’re so fucking tight!”

  I could not speak. My pussy throbbed, pain and pleasure mixing, my mind imagining his cock piercing through my entire body each time he shoved himself in me.

  Marcus continued his slow, precise thrusts, his ripped body coiling and uncoiling above me, a light sheen of sweat glistening around his large chest, his face twisting in pleasure as my pussy held his cock in a vice-like grip.

  The pain began to subside, the tingling sensations overpowering it. My cunt began spasming on its own, my juices pouring out of me each time he pulled out. A pressure materialized from deep in my core and shot upwards, outwards.

  “Oh god, oh no, oh shit, ahhh!” The orgasm hit me hard, the waves relentless. Deep shudders crisscrossed through my body, the shudders turning into convulsions as more orgasms flowered out from my twitching pussy.

  Marcus groaned, his own body starting to shake, his thrusts getting faster, more erratic, his breathing getting heavier. The bed creaked under us with the power of his thrusts.

  “Oh god,” he said, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his own body starting to shake as he fucked me harder. “Oh god Alice, I’m near.”

  “Give it to me!” I said, every cell in my body alive and firing bolts of pleasure. “I want it. I want your cum in me, Marcus. I want it now!”

  “Oh shit, oh fuck,” Marcus growled, slamming into me with all of his incredible power, his veins hard and pulsing in his neck. “Gonna cum, Alice, gonna… AHHH FUCK!”

  He exploded, thick spurts of hot semen shooting inside me with the power of a fire hose and triggering new sets of fresh orgasms in me, our bodies shuddering as we held each other tightly.

  “Fuck,” Marcus said after a while, pulling out of me, globs of warm cum oozing out of my still spasming pussy like molten lava.

  “My god,” I whispered, running my hands over my breasts, tingling sensations shooting up whenever my palms brushed against my nipples. I could still feel his phantom cock moving in and out of me, and another orgasm threatened just below the surface. “So this is what it feels like to get fucked.”

  Marcus chuckled. “This is just the beginning. It will only get better.”

  “I like it,” I giggled.

  Marcus climbed on top of me. “Are you saying you want to go another round?”

  I looked down and saw he was still hard. “I thought I already drained you.”

  “I will always have more to give you,” he said, his eyes swimming with lust.

  I spread my legs, took his cock and guided it to my opening, and gasped as he entered me once more.

  This is going to be fun.

  Party Mix

  Marcus

  Candace’s pool party was set for four in the afternoon, but these kids didn’t seem to have any concept of being on time. The first person showed up at five-thirty, and the rest of Candace’s friends started trickling in thirty minutes apart, so the party never really got started until seven-thirty.

  I shook my head as I manned the grill, flipping burgers and warming up the buns with one hand, a cold one in the other.

  I should throw them all in military school, I thought. That’ll teach them to be prompt.

  I wanted the event wrapped up by eight to give the girls a chance to wind down and prepare for their first day of school the following day, but it was obvious that wasn’t going to happen.

  My grilling pit was positioned such that I was facing the pool. It was on a slightly elevated platform, a high ground that allowed me to scope the entire field, which in this case meant keeping an eye on my guests and making sure they all behaved.

  Which also meant I was able to track every movement Alice made.

  When she first came down the stairs sporting her new white bikini, my jaw dropped. The two-piece she wore was clearly meant to titillate, the fabric showcasing all the right angles of her body, from her firm butt, tight abs, and gently swaying full breasts.

  But it wasn’t just the bathing suit that got my heart racing and my dick to grow. Alice herself seemed different. There was a certain glow to her skin that wasn’t there before, and her walk took on a sensual, confident, almost feline-like movement.

  “Dad, you’re staring,” Candace said, giggling. “You can close your mouth now.”

  “Sorry,” I said, turning around before either of them noticed my surf shorts tenting up.

  Fuck, I can’t wait to rip those two tiny strips of clothing off her.

  Now, as I watched Alice laughing with Candace’s friends across the pool, I started getting hard again. Another benefit of positioning the grill next to the wall on the far side was no one would notice my hard-on.

  I shook my head, smiling. In some ways I felt like a teenager again myself. I’ve had more frequent hard-ons and dirty thoughts in the last three days than I’ve had in the last thirty months.

  I spotted Barry and Candace coming out of the house. Candace, as usual, had her phone stuck to her ear, talking animatedly. She knew so many people it looked like she could run for office. Barry too had been on the phone almost the entire afternoon due to some kind of crisis at his work. I still wasn’t quite sure how to feel around him. On the one hand I enjoyed his company immensely but on the other hand I enjoyed his daughter even more.

  I’m going to fucking burn in hell for this, I thought.

  “Hey Barry, everything okay?”

  “Goddamn fucking imbeciles,” Barry said, grabbing a beer from the cooler I had next to me. “I leave for one lousy weekend and the idiots at work have turned what I did into a cluster fuck.”

  “Fire them,” I said, only half kidding.

  “And what? Replace them with other imbeciles?” He shook his head. “Better to deal with imbeciles you know than imbeciles you don’t.”

  “Is that your version of a Sun Tzu quote?”

  Barry laughed. “Something like that.” He pointed to the teenage crowd. “Alice seems like she’s fitting in already. Thanks for taking care of her.”

  I nodded, guilt and lust clashing in me. “No problem.”

  “I’ll set her up in a dorm for next semester. It’s just that, you know, my little girl going off to college, being away from home for the first time… just her old man being his usual insecure self, that’s all.”

  “Hey, no worries,” I said, feeling every bit like the total scumbag that I was. “Your daughter is in good hands, and she can stay here as long as she wants. I’ve got seven rooms in this ridiculous house. Her being here just makes the place a little less lonely.”

  “Cool,” Barry said, clinking his bottle with mine. “Thanks, buddy. Now I have to do a few more calls and make sure I still have a business when I get back.”

  “Later, then,” I said, cutting off the grill and stacking the burgers on a platter. My contribution to the party was done. Now I had to figure out the logistics of getting Alice away so we can start our after-party celebration.

  Candace

  Come on, Barry, make your move, I thought, chatting with the gang while keeping one eye out across the pool at Barry and dad. My pussy has been twitching since you fingered me. You better fucking finish what you started.

  Actually, that wasn’t quite true. It was I who started it. I had gotten a call from Lori who was in a state of panic because her friend Brett was having a meltdown. His emotional roller coaster was at an all-time low and he was refusing to go to the party in his condition. I walked inside the house, trying to calm her down so she can calm Brett down so they can both come, when I noticed Barry pacing around upstairs and cursing repeatedly on the phone, his face flushed with anger.

  Looks like someone else is having a bad day.

  I love flirting with guys, but I never really tried flirting with older men, because they were like, old. B
arry, though, looked like he could use something that would lift up his spirits, so to speak.

  With that singular thought in mind, I made my way up the stairs, catching Barry’s attention immediately. I made sure I walked slowly as I listened on the phone to Lori’s incessant bitching, giving him plenty of eye candy as he took in the sight of my scant bikini-clad body.

  Should have dipped myself in the pool first, I thought. That would definitely put a lift in his, ahem, spirits.

  When I passed Barry I made sure I made eye contact with him, giving him the most seductive look I could muster.

  It worked.

  Barry’s eyes widened, and his jaws dropped, much like how dad’s jaws dropped when he saw Alice. I could hear a voice shouting in his phone, but Barry’s attention was no longer on his conversation.

  I giggled, swaying my ass animatedly for his benefit, knowing his eyes would be locked on to my firm butt cheeks.

  Men. They’re so predictable, so easy to twist around my little finger.

  I went into my room, laid in bed, and gently rubbed my pussy through my bikini bottom with one hand, fantasies of what I could do with Barry floating around in my mind while giving Lori the occasional “Uh-huh” to at least fake the impression I was still listening to her.

  I pushed my bikini aside, made a long swipe across my slit, and looked at my finger.

  Ugh. I’m soaked.

  I brought my finger to my mouth, licked my juices, and got back up.

  Barry was still on the phone, launching another string of curse words at the poor fellow on the receiving end. I wouldn’t want to be that poor guy who was getting reamed by him.

  On second thought, maybe I want to be that person.

  I walked my seductive walk and gave him another seductive look as I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen. I bent down, looking for some decent chips in the cabinet, and when I straightened up Barry was right next to me, his phone call done, it seemed.

  I smiled at him, my smile freezing in place when he spoke two words.

  “Mute it,” he said.

  It wasn’t a request. It was a command, one that left no other choice but be obeyed.

  I obeyed, muting the call.

  He took the phone from me, placed it on the counter, and with a quickness that didn’t seem possible for a man his age and weight, he was suddenly next to me, his chest pressing against my breast, one hand wrapping around my waist, his other hand going inside my bikini bottom, two fingers sliding into my wet pussy. I gasped in shock as he fingered me roughly, and within seconds I was coming hard, the orgasm hitting me fast and swift, soaking his hand with my cum.

  He brought his drenched fingers up, forced me to lick them, then turned and walked away.

  “Give me five minutes,” he said without looking at me. “Then meet me upstairs.”

  Alice

  I stole another look across the pool at Marcus, waiting impatiently as he chatted with dad.

  Come on, Marcus, make your move. I’m so fucking horny.

  We made a promise to ourselves last night before Marcus left my room, to find some time during the party so we could make out.

  To fuck, I corrected myself. I suddenly found myself enjoying that word, FUCK. Each time I repeated the word to myself I felt his phantom cock sliding in and out of me, felt the unique sensation of having him explode his gigantic load of semen inside my pussy.

  I trembled slightly as the images from last night came tumbling through my mind, and I hoped to God I won’t have an orgasm right on the spot, surrounded by Candace and her friends.

  I was that close.

  Finally dad walked back inside, lifting his phone to his ear.

  Marcus set the burgers on a big plate and placed the plate on the large wooden picnic table.

  “Food’s ready,” he called out. “Come and get it.”

  The group started moving toward the table.

  “I need to call Lori back,” Candace said, making her way inside the house. “I’ll join you guys in a bit.”

  “Sure,” I said, looking back at Marcus. He nodded at me, a phone in his hand. Suddenly my phone buzzed on the side table.

  “Hello?”

  “Start moving toward the garden,” Marcus said. “Keep your phone to your ear, and pretend you’re talking to someone. There’s a long hedge bush at the end of the garden. Go around it and wait for me there.”

  I nodded and started walking, my heart hammering in my chest. I felt like a character in a spy movie, except I didn’t think any of those characters would have a sopping wet pussy. It was a good thing my bikini’s waterproof.

  The gang didn’t even pay any attention to me as I walked past them. Put food in front of starving college teens and they become oblivious to everything else. I spotted the high hedge and made my way there quickly. There was a narrow, open area behind it, but it ended in a mossy wall. I quit the phone charade and looked around, puzzled. I supposed it was possible to make out, ahem, fuck, out there, but it wasn’t exactly private. Anyone could peek around the hedge and see us.

  I was startled by a rough metal grating sound, and I watched in fascination as the mossy wall opened outwards. Marcus was standing just inside.

  I’ll be damned. A secret door.

  “Come on,” Marcus said, stepping aside, the single yellow bulb on the wall illuminating a concrete staircase spiraling down.

  Down to where?

  I stepped inside and followed the steps downward, not realizing I was entering into a world of carnal practices so completely foreign from anything I had ever known.

  Candace

  Barry was waiting outside my room when I went upstairs.

  “Don’t you want to go to your room?” I said, looking nervously behind me.

  He shook his head, looking completely relaxed. “Your room is more fun. Nothing like fucking a teenager in her own room.”

  Jesus, I thought. This man is bold. I had never met anyone so damn bold and confident in my life. My pussy twitched in delight.

  We went inside, Barry locking the door behind us.

  “Here we are,” I said, turning to face him. “How do you…”

  I didn’t get to finish. Barry grabbed my shoulders, forced me to a kneeling position, and pulled down his shorts. I stared in shock at the largest cock I’d ever seen in my life.

  “Suck it,” he said.

  I grabbed his humongous balls in one hand, his cock in the other, and opened my mouth wide.

  Fuck, he’s huge.

  I’ve done many blowjobs before, but in each case there was room to maneuver, to play around with as I sucked on those cocks. With Barry I had zero maneuverability. I couldn’t do anything much other than keep my mouth open and take it in, letting Barry dictate the rhythm as he pushed my head back and forth, and hope I didn’t choke to death in the process.

  “That’s enough,” he said, pulling me back up while he took off his shirt and stepped out of his shorts. “Now turn around.”

  I turned around, jumping when I felt his hands make their way through my armpits and squeeze my breasts from inside my bikini top.

  “You’ve got nice tits.”

  “Thanks,” I said, already breathing hard.

  Barry pushed down on my top until both breasts popped out. “Lovely tits,” he said, spanking my nipples lightly with his hands until I squirmed and moaned. “Now bend over. Let’s get a good look at that ass you kept teasing me with.”

  I did what he said, bending over and placing my hands at the foot of my bed.

  Barry slowly peeled off my bikini bottom and tossed it to me. “Check it out.”

  I looked at it, surprised at the amount of slippery wetness that had pooled in the crotch area. I could smell my own essence wafting up as I held the fabric.

  “Go on, taste it.”

  I dipped a finger in, pulling a long transparent string of love juice out when I lifted my soaked finger to my mouth. “Mmm,” I said, getting even hornier as I tasted myself.

>   “Good girl,” Barry said. “Damn, you do have a nice ass.” He caressed my cheeks slowly, then, without warning, spanked me repeatedly, the sound echoing throughout the room. I gasped, instinctively recoiling from him.

  “Keep still,” he said, once again using that commanding voice that seemed to leave me no choice but to obey. I kept still, gritting my teeth as he kept spanking me until both cheeks stung, until my body started vibrating from the impact, and suddenly, without warning, I orgasmed.

  “Oh, god,” I gasped, jerking repeatedly as I gripped my bed.

  I was still cumming when Barry turned me around and pushed me down on the bed. He laid next to me and squeezed one breast tight until the pain meshed with the pleasure waves hitting me before letting go and sucking on my rock-hard nipple, his hand forcing my legs open and drilling one, two, then three fingers in and out of my cunt.

  “Fuck, fuck!” I screamed, layer upon layer of orgasms exploding in me. I felt helpless, gasping for air, unable to stop the attacks of pleasure my body kept producing.

  Barry pushed my body sideways, spread my cheeks wide, and penetrated me roughly.

  “Ahhh!” I screamed, not caring if anyone heard me, my pussy stretching to a size it had never been stretched before, new orgasms hitting me even before he had pushed himself all the way to the hilt.

  Barry fucked me like a man possessed, slamming into me over and over. I came four more times in quick succession before I felt him groan, shudder, and explode in me, filling my entire pussy with his cum.

  “Oh my god,” I moaned, trembling from head to toe. “Oh my fucking god.”

  Barry withdrew his cock, a large stream of warm jizz following it out, soaking my ass and bedsheets. He turned my head, gave me a big, wet kiss while squeezing my breasts one final time. Then he calmly got up, put his shirt and shorts on, and walked out of the room, leaving me writhing in ecstasy from the aftershocks.

  Saint’s Cross

  Alice

  “What is this place?”