He pressed her back up against the desk and his mouth found her neck. He kissed and nipped her delicate skin, every action adding to her desire.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice low and sexy.
“Yes,” she answered, surprised at the desperation in her voice.
“You are ready for me to take you? To plunge my hard cock deep inside you, and thrust it in, over and over until you can't take any more?”
Lauren closed her eyes in anticipation. She had never wanted a man more than she did right now. She no longer cared if she should, if she shouldn't or what could possibly happen. All she knew was that she wanted to feel him inside of her. “Yes, yes, ” she moaned urgently. “Please take me,” she begged, knowing that she meant it.
She felt his hands move away from her and she groaned from the loss. When she heard his pants rustle to the ground she pushed her hips forward and was rewarded with his hard cock pressed up against her soft pussy.
Grinding her hips against him, she pulled him toward her, and felt his broad strong back under her fingers. His cock teased the edge of her pussy and she moaned “ please ” into his neck.
As if it were all he could take, he lifted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He placed her on the table and she could feel his cock pressing hard and demanding against her wet opening. She wiggled her hips and felt him slide over her pussy, his cock grinding against her clit, her body beyond her control. “Please!” she begged again.
He groaned and pushed his cock into her, parting her and stretching her tight pussy until she felt she would burst.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, as he thrust inside her, his cock burying itself deep inside her.
Lauren leaned her head back enjoying the feeling of him swollen inside her. She gasped for air as her body tightened around him, throbbing with the sensation of his thick member.
He started sliding in and out of her and with each stroke she felt her excitement build. It was like nothing she had ever felt. His cock was splitting her, stretching her, taking her and she felt her body respond to him. Every thrust increased the fire she was feeling. Every plunge made her desire grow. She was desperate to feel him and sure she couldn't take much more. His breathing became ragged and she realized she was having the same effect on him. His cock became even harder as he thrust purposefully inside her.
She felt the orgasm build and pulled him tighter toward her, her nails digging into his back as he thrust deep inside her. The more she lifted her hips to him, the harder he grew until she felt he was totally overwhelming her. She gasped for air as the orgasm began to build and felt his cock throbbing inside her. Her pussy tightened around him as wave after wave of pleasure overtook her. She realized it was too much for him to take as well and almost simultaneously, he thrust hard and deep in her, finding his own release.
He was gasping and she was having trouble catching her breath. She looked him over and couldn't believe what had just happened. She had just had mind-blowing sex with this man, this virtual stranger and she had enjoyed it more than she knew was possible. What other surprises could a man like that could have in store?
“Well, you definitely kept your end of the deal,” he said, as his breathing slowed to normal. “Consider us even,” he added with a sly smile.
Lauren smiled back at his playful tone. “Really? Don't you want me to salvage whatever artwork I can? I might be able to piece it together from the pictures of the show.”
“That garbage?” he asked with a roguish grin playing across his lips. “I only bought that junk because I hoped it would give us a chance to meet. I would have just sent it to one of my clients and written it off,” he said with a sly smile.
“Wait,' she said, thinking hard. 'You've been buying quite a bit of art. Do you keep any of it?'
“If I like it, sure. The first piece I bought here I kept because it reminded me of you. That's the night I first saw you.”
'You've been coming here for months, buying pieces of art and giving them away, just to meet me?'
He laughed. 'Well, I sell most of them to foreign collectors. I'm not crazy.'
'Why didn't you just ask for my number or tell my boss you wanted to meet me?'
'I thought of that but then you would have felt obligated to go out with me if you wanted to keep your job.'
'Isn't that what I just did?'
He reddened. 'I hope not.' He was flustered and utterly adorable. 'I just expected to ask you to dinner tonight.'
'So you blackmailed me into sex?'
'Did I?' he asked.
“But you said…” and she hesitated. Exactly what had he said? She played the conversation back in her mind and realized he hadn't actually said she had to sleep with him. Had she really offered herself to him without ever him saying a word? She shook her head as felt her cheeks flush.
“Well then,” she said finally, 'I accept. And I'm starved.'
Teach Me, Daddy — Her Father's Best Friend by Lolli Love
The doorbell rang and Lori caught her breath with anticipation. Her parents had just left for a weekend in the country and Lori was left alone in the silent house. It was the perfect situation and she couldn't have asked for anything better.
She ran to the door but peeked out the window before she answered it. Sure enough, she recognized the bright red Porsche sitting out front. Even his car was sexy, she thought as she ran to the door.
She started to open the door, her face beaming and then remembered why she had called. She carefully schooled her features into a serious, worried expression and fully opened the door.
“Hey, honey,” he said as he saw her. “Are you all right?”
Lori felt herself warm at his concern. He always cared about her so much. Even though he was her father's best friend, he had been so close to her and her family that he had become like a second father to her. Growing up, her dad had often been away on business trips and vacations with her mom, but throughout it all, his best friend had been there for her. He was the person she called when she needed help and the person who had never let her down. Over the years, she had taken to telling everyone she had two dads. Not that the two men had much in common.
“Yeah, Daddy, I’m fine, just worried,” she said as she smiled up at him.
Even though he wasn’t her actual father, over the years, they had gotten pretty close. He had always been there to answer her questions and to teach her about things like fixing up cars, throwing a good curve ball and even catching her first fish. But now that she wasn’t a tomboy any longer, she was hoping he would be able to show her even more interesting things.
Over the last few years, she had blossomed into a woman and she wanted him to show her the kinds of tricks that only an experienced guy could know. Sure, she had been with plenty of boys from school but most of the time sex ended almost before it began. She knew there was more to it and knew her ‘Daddy’ would be the perfect person to teach her.
The main problem was she hadn't been able to get him alone. Now, with her parents away, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to convince him that she would be very willing and eager to learn all she could. She was sure that if she could just get him to her room, she would be able to enjoy everything he had to offer.
“Well, what’s wrong,” he said after a moment.
“Oh, Daddy, I just don't know,” she answered, hoping that she sounded sincere. “Why don’t you just take a look,” she finished as she opened the door wider and he walked in. Lori couldn't help watching him as he walked inside. He looked like he had come straight over from work — he was still wearing his work clothes. The blue button down shirt was accented by platinum cuff links and his khaki pants were perfectly tailored. Not that he needed it — his ass was perfect. She smiled to herself. Those were her favorite pants — on anyone…ever.
“So, the leak?” he said turning around once he was inside.
She jumped, a bit startled and smiled at him, giving him her best innocent expression. “Oh, it’s the bathroom
