A One Man Job

by Jessa Kane

I refuse to give in to the immoral impulses I’ve been experiencing more and more recently. For instance, when I did laundry yesterday and I had to fold twenty tight little thongs, I wanted to stuff one down the front of my jeans and beat a round of semen out of me, but I didn’t do it. I simply left their laundry on the ends of their beds, shut their bedroom doors and left. Went to work. Worked until five am, trying not to think about those thong strings tangled up around my erection.

“Oh Jesus Christ, I’m going to have to beat that pussy up, ain’t I, baby?”

“You…like looking at my asshole, Daddy?” “Yes, goddamn you.” “Is that how you want to fuck me?” I whisper, rubbing my backside against him in teasing circles. “There’s no limit to the ways I want to fuck you, Bella. That’s the problem.”

“Won’t make it inside,” he grunts. “I don’t even give a fuck right now if you’re on birth control. You’re getting my come in that pink young thing.”

“You want me to fuck your smartass mouth, huh? You wouldn’t fit half of this cock between those glossy little lips, sweetheart.” “Yes, I would,” she cries out. “No, I’d fit it. I’d be in charge. Not you, brat.” I take a handful of her ass as I’m explaining this to her, squeezing it until she hisses in pain. “I’d wrap your hair around my fist and make you look up at me while I work it down your throat.”

“Lie back and spread your legs. I want to see how wet your pussies are.”

“Now you’re sweet and creamy, just like her.” He gets down on his knees in front of Charlie and kisses the insides of her thighs, one by one. Lingering, his gaze locked on her wet flesh. “Go lay on top of Bella.” “What?” “Lay on top of her. Face up. I want to eat them at the same time.”

“Put them together and it’s the kind of perfect taste most men only get to dream about.” He spits on Charlie, then me. “Your Daddy isn’t most men, though, is he?”

“Oh my God. She’s so tight, Charlie.” Bella is whimpering beneath him, her thighs restless. “Hold her hand. Help her take me.”

“You’re going to live and breathe for this cock in just a few minutes. Let me break you in, baby, so I can get to banging this bratty little body.”

“If you’re old enough to take this cock, you’re old enough to take every drop of this come, too, you hear me? Spread those nineteen-year-old legs and take what you begged me for.”