Taken in Front of My Boyfriend (3 page)

“Maybe Mark would let you leave without fucking that virgin pussy, but you know I’m not going to.”

Having Mark see that was too much to handle, but I can’t imagine how either of could deal with Mr. Landon impaling me on his massiv
e stick. I look over at Mark, he somehow seems even more small and pitiful.

Mr. Landon sweeps downward to pull me to him with his strong arms. He completely encircles m
e, his large hands grasp my tight ass and knead it firmly. His cock snakes its way between my thighs reaching out longer than I am wide. The base of his cock rest on my clit that resonates pleasure with every one of his movements.

From behind, Mr. Landon reaches toward my wet slit. His fingers glide over my dripping hole. He spreads my wetness over my shaven pussy lips. With his fingers moistened, he inserts
two of them into my entrance. I gasp. My lips part. His fingers move with the precision of machinery. With every twirl, waves of warmth ease out from his touch. I lean in and bite his shoulder hard, a move that I’m not sure whether the intention is to make him stop or keep going.

Mr. Landon then
picks me up by my ass with ease. I instinctively wraps my legs around him for fear of falling. He lifts me until my perky breast are level with his mouth. He leans in and takes the tip of one my breast into his mouth. He sucks hard, producing a feeling that is close to absolute bliss.

With me hoisted in the air, he
maneuvers my body with precision. He keeps sucking at my one breast, while one hand grasps my other breast pushing it high.  His uses the hand cupping my ass to slide down far enough that he can stick his fingers back inside of me. The combination of the three is too much and I cry, “Stop, Mr. Landon,” through the gasps of the alien sensations he is producing.

Mr. Landon throws my quivering body on the couch beside Mark. I land with my head almost in his lap, and my legs spread wide
—I don’t bother shutting them knowing that my pussy has widened in anticipation of Mr. Landon’s thick cock. My hips undulate upwards grinding the air. This movement makes me feel like I’ve lost all control of my body.

Mr. Landon follows my descent to the couch
, landing squarely between my spread legs. He grabs my hair, wrenches my head backwards, and sucks firmly on my neck. He grinds that long hard cock directly onto my center. The pressure puts me almost back to point before he threw me on the couch. “Oh,” I moan with each swivel of his hips.

Without losing his con
centration he chastises his son, “Mark, how you like the sound of your girlfriend being pleasured by a real man?” Mark does not answer. “I’m going to fuck her hard and you have to sit there and watch.” Still, no answer.  “Look at her face. That is what a girl who is about to come looks like, son.”

Before he pushes me over the edge, Mr. Landon pulls back to leverage his massive cock against the entrance to
my tiny pussy. I move backwards in fear until my head practically lies in Mark’s lap. I try to make eye contact with him, but he stares blankly between my legs at his father’s actions. Mr. Landon reaches out, clasps my inner thighs and yanks me back downwards.

With the heat of the tip of pulsating cock resting on my sensitive outer lips, I beg Mr. Landon, “Please be gentle. I’m a virgin and you are so huge.”

He stares indifferently down at me with eyes made of pure lust. Taking delight in dismissing my wishes, Mr. Landon uses his well lubricated cock to pierce me deeply.

“Oh! That . . . God!” I shout when he makes it halfway in. He rears backs before continuing his assault on my virgin pussy. I open my legs wide to try to let him get as deep as he wants.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Mr. Landon grunts at me as he drives most of his length inside of me. I feel a searing pain as he practically rips me open. I feel filled to capacity.

“It hurts. It’s too big.” I plead.

“Relax Beth, you just need opened up.”

I try to forget that I’m being fucked by my boyfriend’s father, and instead by what I think of as an ideal man. When I do, something finally gives inside of me. This gives Mr. Landon the liberty to fuck me however he sees fit. No surprise—it’s rough. He slams into my tiny frame with his rock hard body and thick cock.

The sensation he causes to rise from my pussy erases any doubt of whether I’m enjoying myself. The friction of his size and my virginity is overwhelming. I clasp my legs tightly around his broad back pulling him into me. I clamp the walls of my vagina around the constant ramming of his rod.

Mr. Landon leans in close, almost stops his thrusting and tells me to, “beg for it.”

“No, no, no, y-” My body tells a different story my hips match his previous rhythm, grinding hard into his pelvis.

“Follow directions, Beth,” he sneers.

“Don’s stop . . .”

With my permission, he pulls every ace he has. The thick
head of his cock glides past the sensitive spot of my inner wall sending a throbbing pleasure through me.

“Fuck me, daddy. Harder. Oh, fuck, yesssss, yes, ohh, God!”

I thought I had given myself an orgasm before, but it was nothing compared to what was happening right now. My entire body moved with an uncontrollable propulsion pulling Mr. Landon’s cock as deep into me as it would go. I started to vibrate from head to toe. This vibration was under laid by undulating waves of heat. My moaning became halted as I emitted choked gasp through a wide open mouth. Then every sensation collided in a flash of hot white ecstasy.

Still firmly impaled on Mr. Landon’s thrusting rod, I lay motionless letting the dying crescendo quake through my body. With each
one wave, I feel my pussy squeeze him tighter.

Before long, Mr. Landon rears upwards so that he
is no longer chest to chest. His pounding becomes even more ruthless as he stares down at his prize. My breasts bounce upwards every time he shoves in to me. I watch with amazement as his icy face twist and distorts. His movements start to become stilted. With a grunt he shoots a second load, which seems even bigger than the first one, while he is still deep inside of me. The sensation almost make me come again.

He stutter
s and then collapses on top of me, for just a second, while his whole body bucks in convulsions of pleasure. He gives himself just a few breaths of recovery before he slides his cock, coated in the comingling of our juices, out. I can feel every millimeter on his way out until I’m left with complete emptiness. I feel as though I would never be complete without him fully inside of me.

Once he is out, our fluids rush out
of me trailing down my tight asshole before dripping onto the couch.

I gather the courage to look at Mark, knowing that I have shamed the both of us. He sits on the end of the couch, no longer the picture of dejection. Instead, he has pulled himself back to full hardness. Inches away from my
face, he looks like he going to come.

I offer my face to him knowing I have gotten a
n A+ today.

I lay in silence hoping that Mr. Landon offers summer classes.

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Published by Seductive Shivers

Copyright 2014

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