I fucked my boss’ daughter

“Oh fuck, Daddy! Oh fuck, keep fucking me!” Sydney cried out as I slammed hard into her from behind.

Sydney had now been at the office for a couple of weeks. At first, that second time at the office was supposed to be the last time we fucked, but here we are again. I had managed to hold out over that weekend and into most of the next week, but we worked late again; we fucked again.

“Harder, Daddy! Please, my little cunt needs punishing,” she pleaded as she held firm against the wall of the disabled toilet. We’ve not fucked at my apartment again since the first time. I knew that was a route that would lead to some sort of more complicated relationship. This was only until she went to college.

“Ugh, fuck yes, that’s it! Fuck your little whore!” she shouted out. Her dirty mouth had definitely become more vocal now, and I was still all here for it. We had discovered this toilet two floors below us in an empty office space. Some sort of renovation was going on. So after work, one of us would leave the office and then the other. We would meet here. This was our third day in a row fucking.

“You dirty little whore, imagine if your father knew how much of a slut you are!” I told her as my grip on her hair tightened, pulling her head back more. I myself had given in more to the temptation of her body and wanting to use it to its full pleasurable potential.

“Oh fuck, I’m so bad, Daddy! I’m such a slut!” she groaned as she slapped the wall in excitement.

“Just think of all those college boys that are gonna pump their seed into you!” I teased her. It was evidently clear she was going to be the biggest slut at her new college, and she didn’t deny it.

“Fuck… so many… what about the professors?”

“Oh yeah, you’ll be fucking them too, sucking them off under their desks for extra credit!” I teased her.

“Shit yes, Daddy, I won’t even need the extra credit either…” she groaned. She was right; she was a bright, smart girl and probably would just suck cock for the fun and pleasure of it.

“You fucking slut!” I yanked her hair back harder and she giggled as I slammed into her harder.

“You love it, Daddy….” She grinned as she then cried out.

“Ugh, fuck….” I groaned as my orgasm fastly approached. I held tightly onto her hair as my other hand firmly held her ass while I slammed into her.

“Oh shit, Daddy, yes! Fill me up, fill my slutty cunt up!” she cried out. Her back was arching as she pushed her ass out, more desperate for my cum.

She was rewarded moments later as I filled her up for the third day in a row. She had assured me she was on the pill, and I did believe her. I knew it would ruin her life falling pregnant, not to mention her father having my balls on a block.

“I honestly can’t get over how much you cum,” she said as she sat on the toilet. A level of comfort had grown between us as she sat there letting my cum drip out while I stuffed my cock back into my pants.

“It’s all the sexual tension that you put me through during the day.” It was true; it’s like she edges me all day and gets her full load reward at the end of the day.

“Well, you know, it’s all part of the fun,” she said with a smirk as she stood after cleaning herself.

“Yeah, and it all starts again tomorrow, huh?” I joked as I opened the toilet door.

“Sorry, Daddy, but I won’t be around tomorrow. My stepmom is taking me shopping and then going for cocktails.” There was a hint of disappointment in her voice.

“Oh no, I might actually get a lot of work done,” I teased her.

“Yeah right, I know you will miss me and miss these,” she said, squeezing her large breasts. She wasn’t lying; I was growing very attached to her body.

“Ok, I will, but I’ll survive till Friday.” She then pushed me against the corridor wall and kissed me deeply before telling me to wait, and she left first. God, she was something else.

I waited my turn, and the left-hand elevator opened. I expected it to be empty, but it wasn’t.

“Nick? What the hell are you doing on this floor?” Jerry frowned as I took a deep breath and entered the elevator. I had to think of something quick, but nothing was coming to mind.

“It’s just an errand Mr. Holcomb asked me to do,” I said, trying to shrug him off.

“But this floor has nothing to do with us?” he pried again.

“Look, I don’t ask questions. When the boss asks me to do stuff, I do it,” I said a little heatedly in the hope he would drop it, which he did. I managed to escape the elevator and get to my car. I could only imagine if Sydney and I had both tried to get the elevator and he had been there.

The next day was back to somewhat normality, or what I was used to before I had Sydney. I thought it had been a babysitting service, but like I’ve said, she’s picked up the work quickly and had helped a lot. Ok, never mind the fact she’s a dirty slut who lives to get fucked. I can’t lie that I love fucking her. She acts all the sub during sex, but she plays the dom role in getting us to have sex. It’s quite hot.

The day was drawing in and Stephanie had come to the office to tell me that Mr. Holcomb wanted to see me.

“There’s my main guy!” Mr. Holcomb said as I entered his office. For the first time in a long time, he actually held out his hand; I was a little caught off guard at first, but I quickly reacted and then shook his hand. “I just wanted to check in and see how my sweet angel is getting on?”

I had to hold in a laugh, as she was far from being a sweet angel, but that wasn’t my place to tell him his daughter was a slut.

“To be honest, sir, Sydney has been a breath of fresh air. You have a very talented, smart daughter. She learns quick and isn’t afraid to get stuck in.” It was all true, in fairness.

“That’s excellent to hear and, admittedly, not unexpected. She’s such a bright star in my life. She gets her brains from me but got her looks from her mother, God rest her soul.” He looked a little solemn at first but quickly recovered. “I asked you to be the one to teach Sydney because I wanted to see how you would step up to more responsibility. You are doing a fine job and need you to keep that up!”

“Thank you, sir, and I will do my best, as always,” I told him. I wasn’t sure if there was some hidden reason for all this, but I didn’t want to get ahead of myself.

“Good man, I won’t keep you any longer.” There was no shake of the hand this time, but the usual dismissive hand.

The next day Sydney was back. She told me all about her day with her stepmom. It seemed they were more best friends than mother and daughter, which I suppose is understandable. Her stepmom was only a few years older than me, apparently. Sydney does say her stepmom genuinely cares for her father but does think money and a lavish lifestyle have a big part to play.

“You go down first today,” Sydney said to me as the end of the working day came. We had been on top of the workload all day and, thankfully, no last-minute hidden surprises came from her father.

“See you soon,” I said to her as I eagerly left the office and headed down the two floors in the elevator.

I had not long exited the elevator when I heard a door open and close. I assumed it was Sydney, who must have been eager, and turned round with a smirk to face her. It wasn’t her.

“Why are you down here again?” Jerry confronted me as he stormed down the hall.

“It’s none of your business, Jerry!” I shot back. Shit, if Sydney came down now and Jerry saw her, surely he was smart enough to put two and two together.

“I’m making it my business. I don’t trust you, Nick. Never have,” he said, pointing an accusing finger at me.

“I couldn’t care less if you trust me or not, Jerry. I work for Mr. Holcomb, not you!” I had to backtrack away from there and try to get back to the elevator at least.

“Yeah, and he deserves to know why you are down here snooping around and up to no good!” he said, standing in my way. Jerry was smaller than me, and if push came to shove, then I would be able to beat him in a fight, but that wasn’t an option.

“I told you already, I’m down here on his orders!” At that moment, the elevator door pinged and opened. Out walked Sydney, who was caught off guard just as much as I was.

“Why, huh… why are you both here?” she said, quickly trying to think of an answer.

“I could ask you the same question, missy!” Jerry pointed at her accusingly now. “This one is up to no good, and I will expose him.”

“Who the hell are you calling missy?” Sydney shot back with heat behind her voice. It made Jerry step back a little and drop his hand.

“Now listen here, Sydney. I want to protect your father and I don’t think Nick is trustworthy,” Jerry said. I could tell he was a little on the back foot.

“Right, so let me see. You don’t trust Nick… but my father does trust him with the most important thing in his life: me. So you are saying my dad is an idiot?” Oh, she was good. I could see Jerry rapidly backpedaling already.

“No, no, no, that’s not what I said or meant. Your father chose the wrong man, is all. I can teach you so much more.” Jerry was digging his own grave. It was splendid viewing.

“Now you are saying my father doesn’t know how to handle his department?” She had him; he would crumble.

“I never said that!!” he almost squealed.

“How did it sound to you, Nick?” Sydney leaned to ask me, a flash of a wink.

“Sounds like Jerry here thinks he could do a better job than your father and your father should just quit!” I said with a grin, folding my arms.

“Fuck you, Nick, that’s not what I said and you know it!” Jerry rounded on me.

“Listen, Jerry…” Sydney said with a calculating voice. “I think you should run off home, be a good little boy, and leave Nick alone. Otherwise, I’ll tell Daddy that you tried to rape me and Nick saved me.” Oh, that was dark, Sydney, but it had the desired effect. Jerry nodded frantically, and I could hear him blubbering as he ran for the elevator.

“That was a dark move,” I chuckled once the frantic body of Jerry left.

“Maybe so, but he won’t dare do anything now,” she said as she seductively walked towards me. “Besides, he was keeping me back from what I wanted.” She closed the gap and kissed me deeply. I embraced her and kissed her back. I spun her around and pretty much slammed us against the wall. Her kiss became more desperate as my hand urgently went under her skirt, pressing hard and grabbing at her swollen mound.

“Oh fuck yes, Daddy,” she groaned out as her head fell back against the wall. Her mouth hung open as the hallway began to fill with her moans of gratitude. My hand found the inside of her panties, and I quickly plunged two fingers inside of her. She gasped out loud at the sudden invasion, but she was all for it.

“Yessss,” she hissed as she clawed at my shirt, trying to hold onto something. I had lodged myself into her neck as I pumped my fingers into her needy cunt.

“Shit, faster, faster…” she cried out as the sound of her wet cunt echoed with her moans of pleasure. My hand worked furiously as I pumped my two fingers as deep as I could. I was going to make this slut cum in this hallway. We were exposed, but it added to the tension.

“Keep going, Daddy, keep fingering my needy little pussy, she’s missed you!” she called out as she grabbed more handfuls of my shirt. If Jerry had come down now, there was no doubt why I came to this floor. I was so lost in the body of this slut that the outside world didn’t matter.

“Fuck, Daddy, I’m almost there! Don’t slow down!” she begged me as I didn’t slow down my assault of her cunt. My fingers were soaking as they continued to plunge in and out of her. I could feel her inner walls begin to tighten. Her screams became less frequent as her breathing became a lot more labored.

“Daddy, Daddy…. Oooooooonngghhhhhhhhh aaahhhhhh!” she cried out loudly down the hall as her legs buckled a little. Her cunt juices flowed freely as they coated my fingers and hand. She was holding onto my shirt with some strength that I was certain she was going to rip it off.

Thankfully she didn’t, but as I let her go, she grabbed my cunt-soaked hand and pulled it to her mouth. She sucked on the fingers like she would my cock, humming and moaning delightfully as she drank down her own orgasmic juices.

“You’re such a good little slut,” I said, admiring this girl.

“Mhmm,” she nodded, my fingers still in her mouth. I then pulled my fingers from her mouth and replaced them with my mouth. She went to complain at first but happily accepted my kiss as we passionately made out.

“Let’s go!” I told her as we broke the kiss and I took her by the hand and led her to our toilet. Granted, it wasn’t the most romantic or even practical setting, but it was what we needed it for: privacy. I swung her in and closed the door, locking it.

“Get on your knees,” I ordered her.

“Yes, Daddy,” she nodded and quickly sank to her knees. Nothing else needed to be said as I approached her. Her hands were already reaching out to release my cock from its fabric cage. She smiled up at me before she sank her mouth around my cock. There was no reading or buildup. She went right into a fast bobbing motion as she inhaled my cock.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned as she worked her lips up and down my shaft. Her hands reached around to grab my ass and pull me into her. She was gagging more, but it didn’t slow her down. The toilet quickly filled with the sound of my cock hitting the back of her throat. She was taking more of me than she had at first. She was becoming a proper good little cock-sucker. She was going to do well at college.

I continued to enjoy the incredible sensation as she so willingly gobbled my cock. Her brown hair bounced as her throat opened, her mouth open wide as she kept trying to ram my full cock in her mouth. I can’t fault her determination, and I can’t fault how fucking good it felt. However, I needed more. I needed to fuck her.

“Stand up!” I told her, and she did, wiping the drool from her mouth with a wicked grin on her face. I forced her back against the wall with one hand, and with the other, I reached under her skirt again; this time I took a handful of her panties and ripped them. The thin fabric tore easily.

I then hooked my hands around her waist and lifted her up, slamming her back against the wall. She instantly wrapped her legs around me and hooked her arms around my shoulders.

“Aww fuck, Daddy, take me! Fuck me!” she pleaded as she kissed me. It was a little awkward at first trying to line myself up, but she let out a low gasp as I finally entered her. She pulled me tighter into her as I started to thrust into her, my cock stretching her tight, wet cunt.

“Oh Daddy, yes, fuck me, fuck your little slut.” I used the wall to help support her weight as I drove my cock up into her. Fuck, her pussy was amazing; I was going to miss it when she went off to college, but for now, it was mine.

“Mine…” I found myself growling, my inner thoughts spilling out.

“Fuck yes! I’m all yours! Whenever you want me!” she cried out, her moans of pleasure becoming even more determined.

“You’re my little slut,” I growled again.

“Yes I am, Daddy! I’m your slut! Fuck… fucckkk,” she cried out as she sank her head into my shoulder. The fabric of my shirt did little to muffle the sounds of her moans. I held tightly onto her as I continued to ram my cock inside her, trying to go as deep as I could.

That ending feeling was fastly approaching. I didn’t slow down, though. This was raw, primal fucking and I wasn’t about to stop. My grunts became more labored and my thrusting a little frantic.

“Oh fuck, Daddy, you’re going to cum, aren’t you!” she said with delight.

“Do it, Daddy, cum inside your little slut… ugh fuck…. Yes, yes… do it!” she cried out, desperate for my load. Seconds later, I gave it to her. With a loud roar, I slammed up into her and my cock erupted like a cannon. Cum fired out at the speed of light. Sydney screamed out in joy as she welcomed my seed into her.

It took several moments for my high to dissipate and I slowly lowered her back down to her feet. I had to hold her as she wobbled a little.

“Fuckkkk,” she sighed as she then managed to stand on her own two feet. “And hey!” she said as she playfully slapped me. “You owe me a pair of panties!”

“Yeah, not sorry about that. Next week, don’t bother wearing any!” It wasn’t a suggestion for her. It would only drive me crazier knowing she was commando, but it would be worth it.

“Ok, Daddy…” she said, biting her lip.

That whole next week was indeed torture. She played the ultimate tease. She constantly flashed me her bare pussy and ass when she could. Admittedly, I did slip her a finger now and again when we were in the office. It got her so riled up that I had her cumming within seconds when we fucked at the end of the day. That whole week we fucked in the toilet and, thankfully, Jerry was being a good bitch and staying out of the way.

On the Monday following that week, we were sat in the office. It had been a slow day and it was clear that Sydney was extra needy.

“Could we not just sneak down just now?” she pleaded.

“There’s too many eyes… why don’t you go finger yourself in the toilet?” I half joked.

“I need more…. I need your cock!” she whined as she made her way closer to me.

“You’ll get it later…” I told her, but there was a glint in her eye. She wanted cock and wanted it now.

“Please, Daddy…” she said in a lower whisper. She sank to her knees before me, the desk hiding her. “Please, let me suck your cock, please…” her hands reached out and she began to claw at my pants. Seeing her like this was fastly melting my resolve.

“You have to be quiet!” I told her as I moved my chair, allowing her to move between my legs. I made sure to position her so she was under the desk. Thankfully, this office hadn’t been updated like her father's, so it was still a wooden one instead of glass.

“This is so hot!” she said as she pulled at my pants; my cock was still in the process of growing, but it sprang to full mast when it came in contact with her mouth.

“Oh fuck…” I groaned as she quickly sucked my cock. Ok, I probably could get used to this: my own little personal cock-sucker under my desk. What a life that would be.

Sydney bobbed her head up and down as she held the base of my cock with her hand. She was sucking full-on like normal. It was a little less frantic, more sensual. It didn’t feel any less incredible.

My eyes closed as I enjoyed the feeling—this brown-haired slut enjoying the taste of my cock in her mouth.

“Nicholas! How are we?” Mr. Holcomb greeted me as he entered the office. My heart skipped a beat as I almost had a heart attack. I sprang to attention and grabbed Sydney under the desk, holding her still.

“Ah, Mr. Holcomb, sir, I didn’t hear you come in. I’m doing fine, thank you, sir.” I was as stiff as a statue.

“Excellent. Um, where’s Sydney?” he asked, gazing about the office.

“Toilet, I believe, sir,” I replied quickly, hoping it would squash any suspicion. At this point, Sydney pinched my hand hard, so I had to flinch away. As I moved away, she resumed sucking my cock, albeit at a much slower pace.

“I see. Anyway, I just wanted to say again that I really appreciate the work you have been doing. I knew I could trust you,” he said gleefully.

“Thank you, sir!” I maybe over-enthusiastically nodded as I tried to concentrate. I felt like I was squirming in my chair as Sydney continued to suck my cock. She was keeping her noise down to a minimum, which meant her lips felt even better on my shaft.

“We have a busy week ahead and I’m going to have to ask you to step up again. Can you do that?” Mr. Holcomb had such a way of asking questions that weren’t questions but simple demands. There was only really ever one answer if you wanted to keep your job.

“Yesssss, sir,” I told him with a hiss as I tried to suppress a moan from escaping my lips. Sydney was now working her mouth and hand in tandem as she milked my cock.

“Perfect, I know I’ve been asking a lot of you, but I know you’re the man for the job.” He stood up and, thankfully, with a nod, he took his leave. If he had come any closer, I have no idea how much he would have seen.

“Want to play that game?” I growled lightly at her.

“What game?” she said with a pop.

“Making me squirm in front of your father…” I took hold of her hair and yanked her head back to my cock. She opened her mouth and welcomed my cock back inside. I was rough with her. I turned her mouth into just another fuck hole as I rammed my cock inside.

I did my best to keep it as sly as possible, but it was pretty evident I was skull-fucking her. Her hands were resting on my thighs, not moving to stop me. She was my complete, obedient slut. She was allowing me the free use of her mouth, and I was going to take it.

The sounds of her gagging echoed from under the desk as she took my cock like a good little bitch. She still showed no signs of resisting or wanting it to stop. This was only going to end one way, and that was my hot load right down her throat.

“Are you Daddy’s good little bitch?” I whispered loudly at her.

“Mhmm,” she nodded, my cock vibrating in her mouth as she hummed and moaned.

“Are you gonna swallow Daddy’s thick, hot load?”

“Mhmm mhmm!” she nodded even more eagerly. Her head moved more with my hands in a desperate motion. I wanted to fully immerse myself in skull-fucking this slut, but I couldn’t help but keep my eyes on the door. I upped my efforts, eager to now come—eager to give this slut what she wanted, what she craved.

As I thrust harder into her mouth, she sensed the shift and stopped her movements. She again became the fuck hole she wanted to be. The friction and sensation were building fast, and soon enough, I grit my teeth as I let out a low groan. My cock sent cum right down her throat. I heard her cough under the desk, but I held her head there. I held her head with my cock in her mouth until I was finished.

“Uughhhhhh,” she gasped loudly as I finally let go of her.

“Holy fuck,” she panted as she struggled to regain her breath.

“Ok, that was fucking close!” I said as I stuffed my cock back into my pants.

“Yeah it was, and by God, it was so fucking hot. My cunt is absolutely dripping.” She spread her knees a little and she sat down on her heels. She pulled her skirt up and stuck her hand between her legs. “Oh fuck, it's so wet…” she let out a soft moan as her fingers started to play with herself.

I was going to stop her, but there was no chance she would stop. Her hand moved with more determination as she rapidly began to finger herself. I reached my hand down and offered it to her and she took it, sucking my thumb into her mouth. It was more of a gag to hide her screams of pleasure as she brought herself closer to the brink.

“Mhmm mhmm mhmm,” she nodded and groaned against my thumb as the sound of her finger plunging into her wet cunt echoed from under the desk. Fuck, she was such a needy little slut.

Moments later, my thumb did little to muffle the scream of her orgasm. I pulled my thumb from her mouth and covered her whole mouth with my hand. As soon as her mouth was sealed, I felt her let out a bigger scream as she came hard on her fingers.

It took her several minutes to compose herself and pull herself back to her feet. Her face looked flushed with excitement and her hair looked all disheveled.

“You are bad,” I smirked at her.

“Yes I am… you can punish me later!” She spun away, giving her ass a smack as she went back to her desk.

Punish her that night I did; I refused her permission to cum. I had her properly begging before I let her do it. It was one almighty orgasm, and it sent me right over the edge with her.

That Monday was the only time we did anything outside of our toilet. I could tell she was getting bold and wanting to do it other places. In fairness, so was I, but I just could never bring myself to do it.

That weekend, like every other weekend, was spent wishing it was Monday again. I could easily have hooked up with her here at my apartment or anywhere for that matter, but I knew that was a slope there was no return for. In truth, I was falling for her. I was growing feelings for her and I knew in my heart and head nothing could ever happen. Firstly, I was ten years her senior; she had so much of her life to live. Then, knowing the massive slut she was, I would get super jealous when she was at college. Also the fact that I would be fired on the spot.

I was running down the clock that Saturday night watching absolute rubbish on the TV when I decided to head to bed. I had no idea how long I had been asleep when the sound of my door banging woke me up.

“What the fuck?” I muttered to myself. I got up and threw on some cotton pants; I do sleep naked. There was a baseball bat by my bedroom door, which I grabbed. The door banged again. I didn’t live in a bad neighborhood, but one can never be too careful.

The door banged again as I approached it and looked out the peephole. I sighed deeply. I opened the door to Sydney.

“Sydney, what the fuck are you doing here?” I asked her heatedly.

“Aww, aren’t you going to invite me in?” she said, swaying a little. Her eyes were droopy; she had clearly been drinking.

“You’ve been drinking; you should go home!” I told her.

“Please, Daddy, let me in…” she pouted.

“Fuck's sake, come on.” I reached out and pulled her in, checking no one else was snooping with all the banging. Sydney staggered a little as she tossed her small bag onto the counter.

“Why are you here?” I asked her, annoyed.

“I wanted to see you… I… I need you…” she said, closing the gap between us, her hands held out.

“Sydney, you are drunk… we agreed to keep it solely at the office,” I said, catching her hands and holding her off.

“Fuck the office. I need you, Daddy. I’m so fucking horny… I need that cock…” she freed her hands and went for the waistband of my pants.

“Sydney, this doesn’t feel right,” I said, stepping back.

“Daddy, please… don’t do this to me…” she pleaded again. “Wait.. watch this…” she stumbled and grabbed her bag and searched inside, pulling out her phone. She then held it up to her face in a selfie style.

“I, Sydney Ashley Holcomb, of sane mind, here do consent to this man, Nicholas, fucking my brains out and doing whatever he wants with me….” She tossed her phone down. “See? Nothing to worry about.” She came back towards me.

“Sydney, that’s not what I meant…” she kept closing in on me. She clearly wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“Please, Daddy, just this one time… I’m going to college soon and …. and I’m going to miss you…” she said with a sad frown. There it was—the reason I didn’t want it outside of work. She was growing feelings for me, too.

“Sydney… I….” I gazed at her; she dropped to her hands and knees and crawled towards me. That needy, slutty look on her face.

“Daddy, please….” she said as she got to my feet.

“Oh, fuck it,” I said and reached down, pulling her to her feet. I quickly scooped her up into my arms and carried her through to my bedroom. I dropped her onto my bed and she let out a giggle.

“I’m going to punish you for coming here!” I told her sternly.

“Oh really? What are you going to do to me?” she asked, biting her lip in that seductive way.

“I’m going to fuck your ass…”

“My ass, Daddy?” Her eyes widened. Was it shock? Was it fear?

“Yes, my little horny slut, your ass.” I grinned at her as I dropped my pants and stepped out of them.

“But Daddy…. I’ve never done it in my ass before.” she admitted. Oh fuck, that made my cock twitch with excitement. I had the chance to take this slut's anal virginity.

“Don’t worry; Daddy will take good care of you. Come here!” I beckoned her towards my cock. “It needs to be well lubed up, ok?”

“Yes, Daddy…” she nodded as she crawled on the bed towards me. Her black dress riding up at the back showing off her ass. Her black strap heels were visible behind her.

She happily took my cock into her mouth and I could feel her extra spit. She was doing her best to get my cock well lubed up. Probably adding in the fact she was drunk, she was performing one of her best sloppy blowjobs.

She sucked my cock for a good five minutes before I pulled away.

“Lie on your back,” I ordered her. She nodded and complied, lying on her back and hiking her dress up just a little more. I pulled at her panties and lifted them up her legs, tossing them away.

“This will hurt, ok, but you need to relax,” I told her.

“Ok, Daddy.” she nodded again. I wasn’t a complete animal, so I wasn’t about to plunge my cock right in. I ran a finger through her pussy and slipped it in a couple of times. As always, she was soaking.

“Hmmm, Daddy, keep doing that…” she groaned as I fingered her to coat my finger in her juices. She whined when I removed it and ran my finger around her tight little rosebud.

“Oh God, Daddy…” she said nervously. I slowly and gently pressed my finger until it popped inside her.

“Fuckkk,” she groaned as her ass was penetrated.

“This is just my finger… does it feel good?” I asked.

“Mhmm… it does…” she moaned more as she bit her lip. I slowly slid my finger in and out and used more of her cunt juices to lube her asshole up.

“Ok, baby girl. Time to take that anal virginity,” I said to her as I moved closer with my cock. I took hold of my cock and brought it to her asshole. She flinched a little, but she nodded her approval. I pressed the head of my cock against her rosebud. By God, it was tight; with a bit more force, the head of my cock popped in.

“Nnghhhhhhhh oohhh fuckkkk!!!!” she squealed as her head flew back against the bed. I held myself there—just the head of my cock inside her ass. I could feel the ring contract around my shaft.

“Relax, baby girl; let your body adjust,” I told her as I gave her a bit of time before I eased myself deeper into her. Like a good slut, she complied, and soon enough I was balls-deep in her asshole.

“Good girl,” I groaned. I almost didn’t want to move, but with a steady movement, I started to shift my hips.

“Oh fuck, Daddy, I feel so full! Your cock is so, so big! Aaahh, fuck!” Her hands had been holding up her legs behind her knees, but they gave way—her legs falling down as her hands draped to her sides.

“You have the perfect asshole, baby girl,” I told her. In truth, I had only fucked a couple of girls in the ass and neither of them could take me. This little slut was fully embracing me.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she moaned as I started to move my hips with more purpose. “Oh yes, Daddy, that’s it… yess… fuck my ass, Daddy!”

I held up her legs under her knees like she had been doing and started to fuck her with more vigor. My cock was sliding deeper into her ass with ease now. Her ass had relaxed and embraced my cock like a new lover.

“Oh my fuck!! Oh fuck, that feels so good, Daddy! Oh fuck, keep going! Fuck my little ass hard, fucking ruin it!” she cried out. There was no worry of anyone hearing us here. Well, the neighbors might, but fuck them.

“Ugh, fuck,” I grunted. “Take my cock, you fucking whore.”

“Yes, Daddy, I’m your whore. My ass is your whore. Tear it apart!” she cried out louder. Her body was motionless on the bed as I slammed into her. Her tits were bouncing a little, still in the confines of her dress. She didn’t have the strength to move as I kept up the assault on her ass.

“You gonna be my ass-slut now? Huh? Gonna let me fuck you in the ass at the office?”

“Oh fucking God, yes, Daddy! You can fuck my ass, fuck my cunt, wherever, whenever you want! Just don’t fucking stopppppp!” she wailed out. I grinned down as I slammed into her with all my might; I wanted to ruin her—ruin her for coming here. It was only going to make her want more, but fuck it.

“Daddy… shit, Daddy…. I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna….” she trailed off as her head sank further into the bed and her mouth hung wider open. She went silent for a while as I continued to fuck her ass before she broke loose.

“Uuuuuuuhhhhh aaahhhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed out louder than I’ve ever heard her. Her whole body was shuddering and convulsing beneath me as she came hard. I didn’t stop, though; I kept fucking her. It was my turn now. I had taken her anal virginity, and it was only right to give her a big anal creampie.

It took several minutes for her to come back to reality.

“Daddy… oh fuck… that was incredible… you are incredible… fuck, oh fuck….” She had come back down from her high and right into the frantic fucking she was receiving.

“Oh shit, oh shit… are you gonna cum inside my ass, Daddy?” she asked between moans.

“Yes, Daddy is,” I told her as she moaned louder.

“Do it… oh God, please, Daddy, do it! I want to feel what that feels like,” she pleaded with me. I was never not going to cum in her ass anyway.

“Oh fuck, baby girl, oh fuck….” My hips went into that frantic spasm mode as my orgasm rushed up my shaft and fired deep into her ass.

“Aahhhhh, yessss, oh fuck, Daddy, I feel it! I feel you!” she cried in a cry of ecstasy as I emptied my seed deep into her bowels. I grunted hard as I slammed several more times into her, making sure I was fully spent before I pulled out.

“This may hurt…” I warned her as I stepped back and pulled my cock out.

“Naaghhhhh, shit…” she winced as I left her ass. I gazed down at her little rosebud that was now a gaping hole, flexing a little as globs of cum started falling out.

“That was fucking intense,” she panted as she just lay on the bed.

“You can leave now,” I told her. I couldn’t hold back my laugh as she shot up looking at me, sadness and shock plastered on her face.

“I’m kidding. Go get cleaned up and join me in bed.”

“Yes, Daddy!” She eagerly jumped from the bed, her hand covering her asshole as she waddled to the bathroom. She joined me about ten minutes later, naked. She climbed into bed next to me.

“That was fucking amazing, Daddy, thank you,” she said, cuddling into me.

“Mhmm, it was,” I nodded in agreement as I cuddled back into her.