Filthy Rich Age Novels & Stories

He rubs it in my face that he is super rich. "And you should bring just few important things" He added gesticulating with his manly hands. "FEW THINGS" He emphasized. "I do not want my place getting filled up with too many unnecessary things, you know?" Spoilt brat! "And yeah, whenever Rita calls, tell her I'm busy" He added languidly. I eyed him with disdain, suppressing the urge to scoff out loud at him. "I can't have a girl troubling me at work" he mumbled under his breath, hoping I won't catch the words but I clearly did.

"Wait, you're not serious, are you? Star Cyra is the most influential and richest business turnaround specialist, not to mention the wealthiest woman on Earth. She has transformed over 300 bankrupt businesses worldwide, she also offers financial counsel to countless others, and has an uncanny ability to predict stock market fluctuations. "She owns numerous global enterprises, with a staggering estimated net worth of around 200 billion dollars. She'd probably be the world's richest person if she didn't donate over 50 billion dollars to charity every year. The mysterious part is that only a handful of people know her true appearance. Many speculate she's around 50 years old, as no one believes

TICKING MY 20TH FILTHY BIRTHDAY BUCKET LIST 1 It’s my 20th birthday, and I’m finally crossing off the filthiest item on my bucket list: getting gangbanged by four guys at the same time in the old clubhouse behind the university sports complex. Hi. My name is Tyler. I’m 20 today, slim but toned from swimming, smooth chest, a tight bubble ass that’s been teasing me in the mirror for years, and a deep, secret craving to be used like a cheap whore. I’d been fantasizing about this exact scenario for months. Well, that's a lie. For years, since I was 18. Tonight, I made it real.

AELLA The article spoke of his success as a young entrepreneur, his involvement in various industries, and his immense wealth. He founded his company Hale Enterprise at the young age of twenty-one and made his first billion a few months later, making him one of the wealthiest businessmen in the world and a prominent philanthropist. I continue reading intrigued by his successful career. I discovered he is just twenty-eight and recorded in Forbes as one of the richest men below thirty. He also owns different clubs, hotels, and houses around the world.

But the one with open eyes and everything a woman could have. She isn't his type as he go after the fat Chubby girl with big ass and b**bs. Of course he's a s*x freak and that is why most importantly" girls drool over him. They throw themselves at him as he sometimes eats the ones he can and throws the remaining one away. And what do you actually expect from him? Of course he's a billionaire who owns many companies over the country of Korean at thirty years (30) . Let's just say he's the youngest billionaire you could find in this time.

Besides, buying Riverfront Entertainment was a mission his family assigned him, so there was no point in him being afraid of the price. “One hundred million more? How terrifying. What’s wrong? What did I say just now that pissed you off?” Charlie wore a villainous smile and put four of his fingers up. “Excuse me. I’m rich and I can do whatever I want. 400 million!” Gasp! The other attendees gasped. They were in awe of how rich young people were nowadays. Each raise was a hundred million! It was as though the price was just a number and not money! How ridiculous!

That man… those strong arms, that salt-and-pepper hair I had tangled my fingers in while he ate my pussy… “Oh shit— yes…” I moaned under my breath, my eyes locked onto my own reflection as my body began to shake. I shouldn’t be doing this. I never knew I could be this dirty for an older man. Was something wrong with me? The orgasm crashed over me hard and fast, my pussy clenching violently around my fingers as my own juices dripped down my thighs. I had to slap a hand over my mouth to muffle the sound, terrified Mom would hear what a bad girl her daughter was in her room.

This was the place where dirty daddies told you exactly how to finger your dripping cunt on camera, how to spread your asshole wide and show them how tight and pink it was, how to slap your swollen clit until your legs shook and you were begging like a pathetic slut. They made you do all kinds of nasty shit live, moaning their names, stuffing both your holes with toys, and they tipped heavy when you got even filthier, when you spread wider, when you fucked yourself harder and showed them exactly how messy your cum looked dripping down your thick thighs in long shiny strings. This particular “DADDYHUGECOCK” was the filthiest one yet. Even though I had never seen him, I had spent weeks imagini

Tara meets my eyes to let me know she is honest with her answer. "I don't want a rich guy... most especially filthy rich guy!" Her answer surprised me, and for the first time, I didn't expect that being extremely rich will be a great stumbling block of man's happiness.