LOGINKAEL POV “I’ve found you a suitable wife, Kael,” my father Carlos said lazily to me as he tapped a pen on the top of his office desk. “Good. It’s about time a marriage was arranged,” I replied. I was ready to settle down and start creating heirs. My father—the eldest son of the Bueneventura family—ran our world like the empire it was. My uncle Francisco sat on the other side of my father’s chair and remained silent. Francisco smoothed his hands over his blood-red tie, a smirk on his face. It was clear he wasn’t paying any attention to the conversation at hand. Then again, I could smell the rank pussy all over him. No doubt the two of them had just gotten back from one of the many titty clubs they owned. Probably fucked their way through all the girls. As next in line to run the Bueneventura crime family, I knew it was imperative to have sons who would keep the bloodline intact. “What family
Jennifer's head was thrown back against the back of the booth while her fingers dug frantically at the spot that itched so badly. To help her finish, Ashley and Brooke each took one of her nipples in their mouths and gave her just the stimulation she needed to finish climbing Mt. Cum.Jim joined them as Jennifer slowly calmed down."My replacement will be here in a couple of minutes. I have arranged for some refreshments and champagne to be delivered to the room right away. If you are all ready, you can go ahead. I will join you soon.""Slave, you will suck me clean in the elevator.""Yes, Daddy."The ride was too short for Jennifer. She had never imagined how much she would relish the taste of his hard cock in her mouth. The lingering remnants of his cum added the perfect amount of spice. She looked wildly up at the control panel as the elevator began to slow down. It was too soon. Much too soon. Just in time, her hand found the stop button and halted them until she could finish lick
Jim, set up another round for those gentlemen and make sure they see that you are putting the same cherries on a dish for them. Got it?""Sure thing, Mr. A. May I say, sir, that it is becoming difficult to walk?""How big would you estimate at this point, Jim?""Just a wild guess, but somewhere around 11 or 12 inches would be pretty close.""After you serve the men, make sure you stand close to the girls at the other table and give them plenty of time to decide if they want more drinks. Ok?""Gotcha, Mr. A.""The gentlemen thank you for the drinks, sir, and thank the lady for the cherries. By the way, the ladies at the other table ordered the same as the gentlemen are having.""With or without cherries, Jim?""They specifically ordered them with cherries, sir.""Very well, then we must not disappoint them. Open wide, Jennifer. I will insert these, myself."Jennifer's head was in a spin. The drink she had nearly inhaled had rushed to her brain and the excitement of the things her maste
Jennifer's last hope of escaping without humiliation evaporated as she tried to look carefully around the lobby without appearing to do so. Thankfully, she had received sufficient training from her mother in certain graces that enabled her to comply with his request without making it too obvious. She stepped out of the wispy thong and scooped it up quickly before handing it to him in a small ball."Why Jennifer! These panties are positively wet! You naughty, naughty girl. They smell like you have been creaming in them since we met. You must be dreaming of how exciting it will be when my huge cock tears through your virgin defenses. How big are your tits?"Oh! Would it never end? "They are 38C. I suppose you will want my brassiere next.""No, you can keep that on for a few minutes. It may be more interesting to watch you take that off in the bar.""In the bar? I'm not old enough to drink.""Come with me, slave and don't question what I tell you to do. You did say you were my sex slave,
Jennifer nervously scanned the hotel lobby, knowing that she must meet the instructions she had been given. Exactly. To the letter. No excuses. "Please let it be somebody nice. Oh please, oh please, oh please. Please don't let it be too embarrassing. Please let it be over quickly", she prayed, so she could begin to forget the whole embarrassing episode and start settling in as the newest member of the most prestigious sorority on campus. Its prestige drew from the fact that it was so exclusive, based on two reasons. Applicants must come from wealthy families and they must survive some legendary tests of courage. Many would-be members resigned in tears as soon as they received their instructions, which were always designed to push the applicant far beyond what she considered to be her personal limits of behavior. Each applicant was advised to never divulge any details of her instructions, throughout her lifetime, or she would be ostracized forever by her peers.Even with this knowle
Oh okay. Sliding two fingers down, I pulled my labia apart, tilting my knees up so that he could get a clear look into my snatch, the gleaming wetness steaming hotly. As he watched, a bead of nectar ran down my slit to drop wetly onto the duvet. With a growl, he was between my knees, licking my femininity, tasting the essence of my core. I literally screamed with pleasure, having never felt a man there before, much less a man’s tongue on my most private place. He lapped a few times before patting my pussy, pushing a thumb deep inside before drawing back in surprise. He’d tested my body and immediately realized my secret. “Fuck, you’re a virgin,” he breathed, looking at me with new eyes. “I didn’t know those existed in San Francisco anymore.” Yes, I was still untouched at twenty-five, and embarrassed to be, heat flooding my cheeks as I tried to pull my knees closed. But the man wouldn’t let me. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. It’s just that most of the girls







