Saving Daddy's Job

With a savage grin he pulled her panties off of her, dropping them to lay next to his pile of clothes. He was going to keep those. It was crude, and almost rakish as a trophy, but he didn't give a damn.

She was shaved.

Christ, he felt himself getting hard just looking at her juicy quim.

He kissed the inside of her thighs, left, then right, then left, then right again as he moved closer and closer to her labia. Then he buried his face in her snatch as he licked up and down her lips, first one finger, and then two gently sliding, probing inside of her.

"You are delicious, sweetling," he husked as he found her clit and diddled it with his tongue.
 
She smiled as she watched her father's boss dive between her legs. He could tell he hadn't been with his wife sexually in a very long time. And here I was, a smoking hot young girl.

"How does it taste?" She smiled down at him as he kept eating her pussy rapidly.
 
"Delicious, sweetling," he whispered between kisses and licks of her clit. He wanted to repay the ecstasy she had given him with her own oral attention, and he was working hard to please her.

"Sweet and tangy," he managed as he gently twisted his fingers around inside of her, stroking her vaginal walls.

He suckled upon her clit even as he worked two fingers inside of her and reached out with his free hand to stroke her breasts before sliding that same hand to her neck, chin, tips of fingers teasing her lips.
 
She felt how hard he was tasting her. God, it felt so good. Sure, immature boys had eaten her out before but never a grown man.

"God Karl..you're going to make me cum right on this desk. Christ." I groaned, gripping the edges of his desk, squirming a little bit too.
 
"That's the idea, sweetling," he smiled. "Trust an older man - we know what we're doing, not like your high school buddies who fumble around like an asshole."

Not all women were so delicious, but it was a pleasure to take care of those women who were - or at least took care of themselves. Good hygiene was quite important, in his not so humble opinion. Erika was lovely and took care of herself.

He loved it when they squirmed under his touch, it was a nice boost to his ego, he was not ashamed to admit.

He suckled upon her clit before ever so gently teething it, just enough pressure to cause pleasure and get her attention.
 
"FUCK. CARL. I'M CUMMING." I screamed so loud, my body tremble to its' full potential, cumming so hard for this man. God, I had never came so hard before. I lay back on the bed, collapsing against his work desk.
 
She didn't see the smug grin upon his face.

If only her father could see them now. No, actually that would be a really bad thing, come to think of it.

Karl slowly pulled away from her juicy pussy and licked his lips and fingers of her desire.

She was limp, recovering in the afterglow. He moved between her legs but made no move to enter her - yet, although she felt the head of his cock bounce and press against the inside of her thighs. He leaned over her and looked into her eyes before he kissed her.

"Still with me, sweetling?" he smiled, eyes dancing with anticipation.
 
"God, that was so good." She smiled. She climbed off his desk and wasted no time before sliding down onto his cock. She gasped, he was so big inside of her.


"Christ, you're so damned big inside me Karl."
 
Although she was eager enough when she came into his office - she had come in after all, to seduce him for the ultimate goal of saving her father's job, he was surprised at the raw enthusiasm of the young woman.

He found himself holding her up in his arms, her legs around his waist, his thick cock jammed into her cunt - not quite his favorite position, unless it was leading up to pinning her to the wall and fucking her silly there - which he was surely going to do.

He slowly bounced her up and down upon his cock.

It wasn't his favorite position because as light as she was, he wasn't a body builder, he would quickly tire as much fun as it was, but he could get past that for one reason-

"Fuck you are tight, Erika!" he groaned. "Are you sure you've been fucked before! Fuck!"

Her pussy was milking his cock, squeezing, rippling around and against his member, as if welcoming home an old friend who had been gone far too long.

He placed her ass back on the desk and was relieved to have the weight off of him. Then he got down to the business of seriously fucking her.
 
"And you're fucking huge. Christ Karl." I gasped as I kept going down on your huge dick. Fuck. It was so big inside my tight pussy. Christ.

"Mmm, so big and hard inside me Karl. Such a big cock you have."
 
Karl groaned at the delicious pleasure that rushed through him with each thrust. He didn't know if he'd ever get enough of this little hottie. His thick member stretched her wide with each thrust, the plum shaped head plunging deep inside of her over and over again.

He grasped her hips with one hand while she sat upon the desk, her breasts bouncing with each thrust into her. His other hand squeezed and fondled her breasts - there was no gentle contact, this was a man who wanted to feel her up as he fucked her.

"You're so fucking tight, sweetling," he growled. "You're gonna walk funny by the time I'm done with you, tonight."
 
She felt her father's boss start to fuck her hard. "Christ Karl. You're fucking huge. Fuck me..fuck my pretty pussy." I groaned as I start to bounce on the desk. God, having your huge dick inside me feels so damned good.
 
"Do you have a boyfriend, sweetling? Has anyone ever fucked you this good?" Karl growled. "Fucked you this good?"

He leaned forward and kissed her hard on the mouth, his tongue entering her mouth with all the subtlety of his cock plunging into her welcoming pussy. They weren't making love, they were out and out fucking, just like they liked it.

"Can your boyfriend fuck you like this?" he growled into her ear, his pace not slowing one iota.
 
"God...no one has ever fucked me like this. God yes, Karl. Fuck my pretty pussy..fuck me so damned hard." She groaned. "I bet your wife doesn't have a pussy this good." She smirked. His wife was probably some damned prude anyway.
 
"No, she doesn't," Karl agreed with a groan. "She could barely take three quarters of me. She was tight as fuck though, not like you, sweetling."

He paused in his thrusts, completely burying his cock within her, then he slowly ground his hips against hers, shifting his cock to and fro within her, straining against her walls.

"I haven't fucked my wife in years, Erika," he whispered into her ear. "But you're going to help me make up for lost time, aren't you?"
 
"God yes, I am. I love that fucking cock of yours. So big inside me Karl." She groaned softly.

"What would my Daddy say if he ever knew you had your massive cock buried inside my teen pussy.."
 
"I think he'd be furious," Karl smirked. "Might even try to ground you, forbid you from seeing me. For all that would do. Then I'd tell him to shut the hell up and get back to work at his desk."

Then he smiled a little and whispered in her ear once more.

"Or maybe some deep dirty part of him would be turned on by your getting fucked. What do you think, sweetling?"
 
"God. If he ever walked in and saw you fucking my pussy. That would be so hot." I smirked.

"What would your wife say if she walked in and ever saw you pounding me with that big thick dick of your's Karl?"
 
"She'd curse at me, call you a slut," he breathed as he kissed her neck just behind her ear. "Call you a trollop and a harlot. Then she'd run away screaming..."

Then he looked back into her eyes as he continued his slow grind against her.

"Hot, your father walking in on us, sweetling?" he teased. "Do you really want your daddy to watch you getting fucked by his boss? Would that really turn you on? Or do you really want something else?"

There it was, his unspoken question in the air...
 
"It would be so hot to have you fuck me in front of my father. Pound me with your huge dick. God." I whisper as you continue to fuck me.

"I want you to cum in my teenage pussy. " I smirked.
 
"You want me to fuck you in front of your father, sweetling?" he repeated. Was she serious? Or did she want something else? For example, for him to participate in the fun as well?

He stopped his grind-fuck and returned to straight hard fucking, slamming his cock and out of her, stretching her wide with each thrust. He grasped her hips and yanked her against him even as he thrust into her, slamming their hips together and plunging deeper and deeper into her.

"God," he whispered. He growled her name, softly, then a little louder, a little louder, and then louder and louder still, until he shouted her name:

"Erika!"

He came and came and came inside of her, utterly filling her with his seed-
 
"Oh fuck." She gasped as he came inside her without even a condom. He came so much that some of his cum started to leak from her pussy.

"Fuck Karl. God." I whisper. "That was so fucking good."
 
Karl smiled lazily at her. He stroked her hair and gave her a lingering kiss upon the lips.

"Yes, that was quite fun," he agreed with a grin. He held himself inside of her and could feel his semen oozing out of her and making a mess upon part of his desk and begin to drip onto the floor.

"Oh, dear. I'll have to get someone to clean that up," he smiled. "Wouldn't be the first time someone in the company had fun like this..."
 
She smiled at the mess we made. "Mmm, we made such a mess Karl." I smiled. "Now when you go home to your wife, think about how you plunged your huge cock into my pretty pussy."
 
Karl laughed a little and slowly pulled out of her. His cock, limp as it was, was larger than some of the high-school boys even when they were hard. He slipped out of her with an audible slurp.

He stretched and gathered up his clothes.

He considered asking Erika to lick his cock clean, but that would get him hard again, and the pair might never leave his office. Although the thought of having his cock buried in this young woman all night was an attractive one, this wasn't the time or place for it all.

The pair of them dressed, and Karl did keep per panties, making sure she saw him place them into his suit jacket pocket.

They traded phone numbers and he smiled again at her.

"Erika, I think you've made a good start in ensuring your father survives this round of layoffs," he said, giving voice to what they both thought - that this was in no way going to be the last encounter between the two, and they eagerly looked forward to the next one.

"Expect a call from me Friday afternoon," he told her with a grin.
 
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