His Sex Rules

Christian

This wasn’t fucking Molly, so who the hell was this girl? Standing right in front of my sinful eyes was a brown eye girl with chestnut long hair.

She was no way appetizing that it had the hunger withing my legs dying but definitely not my rapid growing anger.

“I asked you a question how the fuck are you in my office young lady.” I used the authoritative voice of mine which had the girl biting her bottom lip.

My aroused feeling to drive my dick into her pussy came gushing through my veins.

Hesitation melted her speech. “I was looking for the administrative office----”

“Is that some kind of excuse you want me to believe? Didn’t you see the spelling outside this building?” I leaned closer to her, almost inhaling the same breath as her, she smelt like honey, something which I can use to lubricate her tight pussy and suck on her sweetness. My eyes snapped back at her.

Her eyes weren't longer bold enough to reach out to mine. Her excuse was lame and pathetic.

“Don’t you dare try anything stupid with me mister.” Her warning voice reached my hearing again but I decided to ignore it.

“I think I finally know why you’re here, you don’t have to act all innocent sweetheart, you failed my course and you want me to change the scores but you’re too ashamed to say it. I can do that for you but you have to spread your ass cheek on my desk maybe I can consid----”

Hardly she slapped me on the face for the second time.

“How dare you associate me with such sick words of yours, the only reason I came here was because some girl directed me here!” Her lungs screaming out at me.

My face twisted and before I could even raise my hand to retaliate that slap back to her with the same force and anger, the door opened.

“What the fuck…” It had my head twitching to find Harry standing there, his mouth hanging open.

However, before I could put one or two together the girl escaped from my presence rushing out of the place were Harry was foolish enough to allow her leave.

“What the fuck Harry, do you have a problem with knocking?” But Harry had his eyes glued outside, probably at the small thing which ran outside.

He walked inside closing the door before wording. “Since when did you have interest on the dull ones? Weren’t you all about fucking sexy ones, change of tastes perhaps?”

I sighted out, pulling my needing crock back into my pants with the pain faintly hurling on my face. I wasn’t going to allow that bitch roam freely in this campus.

“Just shut the fuck up Harry.” I turned, searching for my phone, I made a call through. “A girl just left my office, she’s on a flower skirt and a blue top, find her name and her department.”

Harry had settled himself on the couch, picking the glass of left over wine. “Going to hunt the day light out of her huh?....” He took a mouth full of wine.

“That bitch slapped me twice.”

He spat the wine out, his eyes widely ogling at me with disbelief. He took a napkin, wiping his mouth. “She slapped you? Wow she’s really a courageous one, the first woman to hit Christian Grey.” He taunted finding it shocking and funny too.

“And if she thinks that she can get off the hook like that then she’s more delusional then me.” It was popular amongst the student, were I was addressed as the devil and monster cock.

Addressed as the devil being that I can end your dream and dreaming again won’t be an option, and a monster crock because I fucked women like it’s my hobby, well it somehow is.

“The girl messed with the wrong professor, I always wonder how you get these girls hurling around you like some lost puppies, whereas I can’t even get a proper girl in this school to please my dick.”

I moved behind my desk, having a seat.

“Fail them and you will see the magic happening.” The trick was easy but wasn’t at the same time.

“That’s why students always complain that your courses are hard Christian, and if I should do that, I would loose my job unlike you, your family owns this place.”

And it was something which gave me more leverage to do whatever I wanted, fuck the ones I wanted and ruining their lives just like the way I’m going to ruin that bitches life.

My thoughts moved back to Harry, questioning. “Why are you here?”

He dropped the glass, having a serious expression. “It’s your brother Sebastian, apparently he wants you to give a speech tomorrow to welcome the freshmen’s.”

“And what makes him think that I would agree when it’s coming from him, I don’t work for him.”

“But you work for your father, and unfortunately you aren’t his favorite son, and if you want to keep fucking countless girls here, you have to start buttering your brother’s ass Christian.” I knew Harry was only trying to make me see the reason why I shouldn’t be stubborn.

Sebastian was hellbent on trying to make me something which I wasn’t, something I would never be.

I leaned back on the chair, “Fine I will do it…but tell him that he owns me a favor in return for doing this.”

“Sure.” Harry smiled.

Punching the passcode to my penthouse, I entered switching on the lights. I lived alone here, far from the judging eyes of the Grey family.

Taking off my clothes, I decided to have a swim. To some people, being the second son of the Grey family was a dream come true but to me it was nothing but slavery, something which I couldn’t escape.

Walking on the edge of the pool, I jumped inside having the cold waters ruining the temperature of my body in a good way. I sighted out, having myself floating on the water.

Unknown to me, my thoughts had drifted back to what happened in my office today, that girl and her honey filled scent corrupted my thoughts and the fact that she appeared to be innocent sparked something in my head.

The Images of her innocent face covered in my cum, deprived my thoughts, her sweet voice begging for me to flog her with my dick. Her on my lap with my dick inside her pussy ,with her moans trapped in the room.

And with my nefarious thoughts of her flooding in my head, my blue eyes snapped at the person looming around, the footsteps more clear.

“I should really come here more often.” The feminine yet familiar voice reached my hearing, it was my father’s new wife, Anastasia Grey.

Her body having the most beautiful curves, hot and most especially sexy when she had nothing on.

A short black dress which didn’t cover her thighs properly hugged her body.

My lips curved into a smile, watching her moving her way towards the pool.

“What are you doing here again Ana? shouldn’t you be with my father, sucking his hairy old dick?” I wasn’t one bit polite with my words, thoughts it involved my father.

She returned my smile with a more seductive one. “I’m tired of his old crock Chris, the old man just can’t stop fucking me, being it day or night he always wants me and it’s quite tiring.” She admitted and it had me tilting my head at her.

“Then I guess that my father isn’t in town that’s why you’re here, so that you can have his son fill your cumming and needing pussy?”

“I fucking missed you Christian, I just can’t explain it but nobody makes me feel good the way you do, the way you fuck me and make me cum is so unexplainable.” The truth was that I had that effect on every woman. They just can’t get enough of me.

I wouldn’t have started such a relationship with her if she wasn’t so young and sexy, let’s say that she’s my father’s third wife, she was only twenty six and my father was almost seventy.

Of course she married him for his money, but it was my father’s fucking business not mine. It wasn’t my fault that his new wife preferred my dick over his.

“How long would he be gone?” I questioned, I rarely kept tabs on my father’s movements, as long as he wasn’t bothering my life, then I was fine with whatever he was doing.

She was already removing her dress, and underneath it was a black sexy pant and bra.

“A week or two.” She responded and I shook my head, she was about to jump in but I stopped her with my words.

“I want you completely naked Ana, no clothes on.” My voice commanded, were she commented.

“Fuck, your voice alone is getting me wet Christian.” She complied, removing her panties

She swim towards me, and immediately I grabbed hold of her hand, knowing her intending movement.

“No touching remember?”

“I fucking hate that rule Christian, and what’s even with the many rules when having sex? I just don’t understand you.” She complained but she should have to deal with it, after all, it was she who craved my crock whereas I could get any kind of pussy I wanted. Fair, yellow, black? Name it all, they were at my finger tip.

“You don’t have to understand, just follow the rules and we won’t have any problems.” I made her turned around, her back against my chest, were one of my hand was fondling with her tits.

Lovely and round they were, and big too, I had something for women with big boobs.

“Hands of the railings Ana, and don’t moan or scream out until I permit you too, and if you don’t , I’m sure you know the punishment which comes with it.” Heavily she shook her head, her hands finding the railings.

However she questioned, “Am I allowed to cum?”

“Smart question, the answer is no, you’re not allowed to cum.”

“Please Christian, don’t make me hold it in, am sexually starved and I don’t think I can hold it---- Ah!”

“What did I just fucking tell you Ana.” Three of my fingers piped into her pussy hole, “Don’t fucking scream or moan else you’re out of my house and you can find someone else to fucking play with.” I warned her, and she was sensible to understand that I wasn’t joking.

She chewed on her moans, her hands powerfully gripping on the metal for sexual support.

My fingers, pulling out her clitoris, with my other hand pulling in and out of her pussy.

I questioned, “When last did my father fuck you.”

She breath out, finding her voice to answer my question, where she was coherent with it.

“Th-this morning---- Please Christian.” She begged already feeling herself losing control, she wasn’t someone who had patience in the aspect of fuck but it was something I was going to teach her.

Her squirt rolling warmly down my hands to make one with the pool were the coldness of the water wasn’t helping her matters either.

“Don’t fucking get my pool dirty with your release Ana, do you know how hard it is to clean a pool?” My lips falling on her shoulders, giving her small kisses.

She kept on sighing out, as it was the only thing she could do to hold herself in, her legs quivering badly.

“Chris---- no…. please….just once…let me---” She bit harshly on her bottom lips, whereas I bit into her shoulders. She whimpered.

“Don’t bite on your lips, else I’m going to stop.” I increased the pace of my finger, were my fingers were coming in and out of her, she was already at the point of release but I wasn’t going to allow her.

But I soon stopped, pulling my fingers out of her, Anastasia’s face had a puzzled look at me, her breathing rough and hard too.

“I have to pick the call.” I responded to her facial expression, coming out of the pool, I snapped back at her with a warning. “Don’t fucking cum or squirt or touch yourself Ana.” I reminded her and her agonizing face was everything to have my crock more hardened.

“Christian Grey.” I spoke.

“It’s about the girl you had inquired about, her name is Juliana Gabby’s, she’s a freshman. Apparently she’s a postulant from a church in England and the church is also the one funding her coming here.”

I ended the call, so she’s a nun? How nice it would be to fuck a nun….Screaming holy Mary underneath me. I smirked, welcome to my world Julianna.