it only takes a taste.

no one had ever spoken to clark the way his little girl was now and he expected his reaction to be a disappointed one, even angry, but rather than a craving to discipline her for running her mouth, clark found himself momentarily speechless, his cock noticeably bulging and throbbing against the front of his boxer briefs just at being called a bimbo. something felt wrong about it—as if it had all come on too suddenly, especially with the high temperature… “yeah—yeah, of course i like that, spence. i like showing off for you girls,” clark replied breathlessly, running a hand down his slick abs as he licked his suddenly dry lips, “you enjoy it though, right? all of you? that’s the point.”

“do i enjoy it? do i enjoy knowing that my daddy is  fucking my friend like their coeds at some frat party? do i enjoy seeing my daddy waltz around like some playboy bunny with his ass out and junk swinging everywhere after the gym like some slut? no, daddy, i don’t enjoy it.” spencer explained, her fingers pressing into his chest, slipping as th sweat was causing a slippery sheen to form along his body. she wanted to get this off her chest and this would be the only way to do so. her fdaddy was’t supposed to remember things what the drugs wore off only the insatiable urge to fill his hole to receive any sort of pleasure, so it would all work out. “if my daddy’s going to be a slut, he needs to be a slut for me and only me.”

girls were never this forward with nick. even so much as initially propositioning him was new, but telling him to drop his pants… he couldn’t help the smile on his face, nor the disbelieving shake of his head as he undid his pants and pushed them down, bending over to do so and take them from around his ankles. without much thought, he was flashing his ass at her, his boxer briefs riding low over each toned cheek before he straightened up again, giving his bulge a nice, firm grasp. “that what you want, princess?”

she grinned as nick eagerly stripped down for the girl. she wasn’t sure if he knew what he was getting himself into but from the way he smiled, so brazenly bending over to show her his firm cheeks, she figured he had to have some idea, right? his hands on his bulge must of meant he was playing coy, teasing her even more as if he wanted her to say it aloud for it to be real. thankfully, kivara had no problem asking for exactly what she wanted. “not quite, baby boy. turn around and let your princess see that ass. the way you were dancing all night had me hungry to taste what a little slut like you has to offer.”

submission was practically a given when caleb’s only reaction to being slapped was to moan and bask in the stinging in his cheek as he turned to look on her again, hanging on every word. he was rock hard now, straining against his tight slacks and throbbing as she talked to him the way no one had ever talked to him before, man or woman. without even waiting for her to finish caleb was following her orders, shrugging his suit jacket off and undoing each button of his shirt to pull that off too, leaving him shirtless in her office where anyone could catch them—and considering she was standing there fully clothed and confident, only he was going to look bad. that didn’t stop him from unbuckling his belt though, eyes locked on hers as he unzipped his slacks and gave them enough of a shove that they fell down to pool around his ankles.

“how about this?” kicking his slacks off from around his ankles, caleb walked on over to her desk, his tight, white briefs barely keeping his ass inside the fabric before he finally gave them the help they needed, tugging down underneath each cheek and smacking one for good measure. “you fuck me, you give me what i need—” what he didn’t even know he needed til now, as well. “—and you can do anything you want. any dirty, kinky thing. you can fuck me in front of the office window, over your desk, into the floor, you can page someone over your phone while doing it. anything.” gripping at one of his cheeks, he pulled it far enough apart to let her see his smooth, virgin hole. “that sound good?”

clearly the concept of being roughed up was enough to get caleb exactly where she wanted him. his clothes started shredding from his body, layer by layer until he was nearly naked in front of her. her office wasn’t one that was well hidden or anything like that. she never kept her door locked so all it would take was someone coming in to drop off a file and they would see the former alpha exposed like that. kate certainly didn’t care one way or the other, but knowing that caleb hadn’t given it a thought let her know how far he had fallen.

“see, it didn’t hurt you to finally admit what i’ve known all along. you’re a little boy, aren’t you? dying to be mommy’s and now that you see that, it’ll be much easier to work here.” she smirked, looking over at caleb’s positioning, seeing how quick he slapped his own cheeks, spreading it far so she could see his tight pink hole, untouched and waiting for her. “but it’s not about what giving you what you need. i’m going to do all the dirty kinky things that i want to you anyway. it’s ust nice to have you on board, caleb. for example, mommy wants to see what desperation tastes like, so spread both of those firm cheeks for me so she can lick you sweetly.” kate moved into position, pressing her soft tongue against caleb’s virgin opening, feeling the sweaty taste of man burst onto her tongue. she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of doing anything more than light subtle licks, lapping slowly at his hole like a little kitten tasting milk for the first time.

having a daughter as pretty as he did meant that clark was plenty used to hot young girls around the house and had come to crave the attention too, taking every chance he could get to play into it. over the years that had meant he’d gone from polite flirting to walking around in next to nothing, apologising for the flash of his abs, his bulge and his ass to the teenagers’ eyes. normally, though, he’d at least try to keep a shirt on when it was just his daughter home, like it was tonight, but for the first time in a while clark found himself stripping out of his clothes not out of any effort to get someone’s attention, but just because he felt so damn hot.

“oh—spence! hey!” he hadn’t even noticed his daughter, too busy combing his fingers back through his hair as sweat dripped down his ripped body, almost every inch of it out in the open for the teenager to take in. even his boxer briefs, all he wore, hung low, almost giving a glimpse of his thick cock and better yet, giving a quite clear look at the beginning of his thick, toned cheeks. “i’m doin’—is it really hot in here or am i losing my mind?”

“oh yeah? it doesn’t feel any hotter to me.” the drug seemed to be working quite nicely against his father’s natural instincts. it didn’t help that the male was usually predisposed to stripping down, so spencer was a little uncertain as to if this was typical clark or drug induced clark. she watched as her father dripped sweat, making his already muscular body drip even further with the beads of perspiration coating every rippling piece of flesh.  “you know dad, walking around like this makes you even more of a bimbo than i thought before. it’s like all you’re good at is showing off. but you like that, don’t you? showing off for pretty girls like it’s your job.”

nick had agreed to this solely on the fact that he knew before the night was over, he’d have his boss’s daughter spread out underneath him, squirting over his cock. putting up with a mundane semi formal and the company of a bunch of vapid girls was worth it in the end, especially as it turned out, she wasn’t even going to take any convincing. “my butt isn’t exactly the first thing pretty girls like you go for, but i’m not gonna lie—hoping you do more than just grab it.” and of course by that, nick meant he hoped he was getting laid tonight, not that he wanted her to do anything but grab his ass. licking over his lips, he gave her a blatant once over with his brown eyes. “so tell me more about the kind of fun you’re into.”

“that’s because i’m not like the other pretty girls you go for.” kivara spoke with an assuredness that rivaled how she normally would brag about her life. the likelihood of the other sluts nick had encountered comparing next to her would be slim. she enjoyed a god dicking every now and then, but only from real men. nick was hot, many of her sisters had told her that all night, but it was clearly a front. “how about you drop your pants and i can show you what i’m into actions are going to speak much louder than words, baby.”

for the first time in his life, caleb was learning what it was like to be talked to like he would talk to a woman. being called emotional only had him growing angrier, something he was torn between showing without a care for what she had to say, and repressing so as not to appear as emotional as she’d said he was. all it did in the end was leave him speechless with clenched fists, a locked jaw and his tongue licking over his lips as he watched her approach from behind her desk, that thick body driving him even crazier with his temper flaring hot. what he’d been expecting was another insult or two and her ultimately brushing him off. he hadn’t thought for a second she’d say something like that, and worst of all… it sounded like the truth. “you’ve gotta be joking,” he breathed, almost dizzy with the knowledge that she’d taken their superiors, bent them over and fucked them like a man would. just the idea of it, how she’d look towering over a man, in complete control… caleb hated how it made him feel, how his cock was thickening out to half-mast already. “there’s no way these guys let a slut like you fuck them; no fucking way—and you’re wrong if you think no man here is worthy to fuck your pussy… i am.”

kate was over this exchange. it had exhausted far more of her time than she was willing to give and the fact that caleb still wasn’t getting it was driving her mad. but there was a light at the end of the tunnel, one she saw opening up th emoment the fabric of his rather expensive dress slacks became tighter and tighter. she had him. she wasn’t sure which part had him chubbing out in front of her like some frat boy at a sorority mixer and she didn’t care. the moment he talked so lewdly of her pussy as if he could ever get the pleasure of experiencing what a succulent treasure she possessed, she knew he needed to know his place in the new work culture that kate was creating.

 “number one...” she slapped his cheek, swiftly and without care as she watched his head snap sideways at the sudden and unexpected impact. caleb needed to know who was in charge here. “never disrespect me in my office or in this  building again. mommy doesn’t like that. number two, if you insist on wasting my time with your denial of what has clearly been going on before your eyes, at least take off your clothes. i can smell your blood pumping south, so at least let me see what you’re packing. it’s not like you’re going to be using it anytime soon, but mommy likes a view. third, i’m going to give you five minutes to prove to me why i should have you riding my favorite cunt busters dry for the amount of money you’ve cost me entertaining your childish temper tantrum. use your time wisely or i’ll make the decision myself.”

so thanks to the local drug dealing loser at her school, she had managed to get some libido enhancing drug that was supposed to turn even the manliest of men into a mewling little bitch. spencer knew it would be the only think to get the girl’s off her dad’s jock, so she figured low risk, high reward. she had turned the heat up in their ritzy beachside condo and waited for the drugs to take effect. 

“how you feeling daddy?”

donnie’s visits were so few and far between that the last time he’d stopped by, it hadn’t been inappropriate to ask his cute little niece to crawl into his lap while they watched a movie. normally her being too old for that now still wouldn’t stop him, not when he knew his brother wasn’t going to say a thing about it, but his visit just happened to be overlapping with his favourite girl having a friend stay over—and donnie had been on his best behaviour, which meant only pointed staring and the occasional groping when his niece wasn’t looking and when her friend was. he hadn’t actually expected to get any ass from the two girls, not when his stay was going to be so brief, but lo and behold… he just lucked out.

“if you mean my brother, do you really think he wouldn’t be on his knees right now, whimpering with cum running down his legs?” i mean, the sight in front of him was something else. he’d seen plenty of pretty girls in slutty lingerie, but none as pretty as this girl, and only half as slutty, too. “come on. you know he’s a pussy, otherwise you wouldn’t be over here strolling around his house dressed like that and acting like you own the place. it’s a cute look on ya, but it doesn’t really work when there’s a man in the house.”

paisley had mentioned the man before in passing but tonight was the first time kivara had actually gotten a glimpse of the girl’s favorite uncle. for the mot part, she would have no problem’s expressing her jealousy toward someone capturing paisley’s attention but donnie was yet again another hot ramsey giving kivara something to fantasize about. she wasn’t aware the animosity between the two brother’s or if it was even bad blood that ran deep or donnie being the obvious alpha in the family. the whole machismo was quite attractive, but the problem was; kivara was quite the alpha herself.

“mr. ramsey is the ma who own’s the house, so i’d imagine he’d feel otherwise with you saying that you’re the man of the house.” kivara shared, eyeing the man with the same greedy look she had given both paisley and the smoking hot yet pushover father of hers. something about donnie just made her quiver, knowing he could wreck her far more than any man she’d experience before. “paisley and i wanted to look pretty tonight and no one shows lace off better than hot teen bodies. it’s a shame paisley couldn’t hang out a bit longer. she tends to get tired after cumming a few times.” kivara choose to share the girls illicit activities with donnie as a challenge. either he’d back off and leave her alone from pure shock alone or she’d see exactly what kind of ma he was.

tonight was one of their many sleepovers which meant, it was another opportunity for the girl to turn little paisley into a bigger slut molded in her own image. sexy pieces of lingerie were on the menu tonight as kivara made sure to get the girl modeling for her before she pinned her to the bed and ate her out until she was depleted of any energy to do much else. the girl still had plenty of moxie left so wandering around in the frilly pink bra and panties, looking through the kitchen for something to snack on was her way to kill time. however the gruff voice from the shadows had her startled as to who it would be. “...mr. ramsey?”

each and every moment he’d been in his little cousin’s company the past couple of years, jason had found it increasingly hard to stop himself from making a move on her. willpower, staying sober and regularly having a pussy on hand to work his frustrations out on had helped him on through the need to hold brooke down and fuck her cute little ass stupid, but it was the holidays—meaning he was already used to ignoring any willpower he had, he had long since given up on being sober for most of the day, and most people were with family, meaning he didn’t have a cunt ready for him at a moments notice. and his cousin’s dress was just one step too far. as their parents talked he’d swooped in, a large hand cupping that pert ass to whisk her off to the sun room, with all it’s glass windows and the pretty winter sun low in the sky and brightly shining through. it was quite a clash to the surly attitude jason was met with, but giving her ass a firm squeeze in response, he did pull it away at last, rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt (with a few buttons already done), until each forearm was left bare.

“you know i was hoping you’d have grown out of that attitude by now, but you seem to have really grown into it, huh?” he wore a charming smile the whole time. “shouldn’t i get a kiss hello, brooke? i am practically like an uncle.”

“you’re lucking i’m not giving you a bloody nose.” brooke scoffed, already annoyed with the pig that was her cousin, jason. everyone in their town knew what a chauvinistic stud he was. despite knowing he was filthy, brooke wasn’t headless. he was hot, the typical frat boy who would never escape neverland. his sisters were just the same, pretty little bimbos pumped out from the fitzgerald factory of trust funds and silicone. it was bad enough that brooke went to the same school as madison and despite her better judgement ended up hooking up with the little slut. enough peach daiquiri’s had the girl squealing like a little piglet for something hard up her ass and more tongue. so perhaps she could feel comfort in knowing that a complete set of fitzgerald trash would make her trashy little heart happy. jason would be easy, but she wasn’t just going to get spread for him like countless of other whores.

“practically an uncle? just because you’re old and have a little facial hair it doesn’t make you an uncle. and just because uncle trevor likes to group little girls doesn’t mean you should too. besides, his mustache is a lot creepier so he can get away with it.”

“yes, ma’am.” even though it hadn’t been asked of him explicitly, william felt it necessary to do two things: the first, of course, was to come closer to lexi as she showed off the toys he’d soon be having the time of his life with; the second was to get there by crawling. falling to his hands and knees with his tight, tailored pants clinging to his thick behind, he crawled towards the young woman, eyes bouncing between her and each of her toys. it wasn’t until he was close enough that he could kiss between her thighs or at the tip of each strap on that william stopped, still on his hands and knees with enough of an arch in his back to tell her just how often he’d been in this exact position. “i like that one best,” he nodded at the bigger of the two, licking his lips with anticipation already, “that’s the kind of dick i need.”

lexi was surprised at how quickly this man turned into a bitch. she didn’t do this much, but when she did, domming the fuck out of uptight businessmen was definitely a rush for her. he made it easier, watching him crawl onto the floor, so shameless in his desires to be fucked by a strong woman, his ass waving behind him like some slut. lexi liked what she saw. she liked even more when he selected her favorite toy, ‘princess’. the hot pink strap on was only feminine in color, yet a behemoth in size. all ten inches stood proud against the bedazzled harness, waiting for a tight hole to plow through. one that william seemed to have no trouble in providing. “get me undressed and i’ll give you exactly what you deserve. you getting down o your knees for me, crawling over here like a good little bitch, definitely puts me in the mood to give you what you need. but tell me first, do you need a sweet mommy or a mistress to keep you in your place?”

that fact had been driving him crazy for longer than he’d like to admit. really, though—how could someone at all come in after he’d been here so long and snatch up the promotion he deserved, and worst of all, how could it be a woman? “yeah, keep running our mouth, see how good it feels when you’re taking back every word down the line.” but it was all he could do not to walk over there and…god, fuck her? smack her? just bend her over and make her think he was going to do it? he wasn’t even sure what he wanted; he just wanted to win for once. “come-the-fuck-on, i know how girls like you work. pretty face, thick body, there’s no way you weren’t using your pussy to get ahead here. i know what goes on behind closes doors and so does everyone else.”

“caleb, do you hear yourself? i’m sure these types of insecurities is what keeps you away from promotion after promotion. no one wants a man in charge who can’t even control his emotions.” kate explained, moving from behind her desk to walk further toward caleb, shaking her head. she was truly disappointed in him, for not only assuming what her life was like but for being such an utter...man. it was men like this that truly paved the way for kate to waltz into this company with her tight leather pencil skirts, spiked stilettos, and a strap on from hell and fuck these boys in submission. she wasn’t surprise d that caleb was the last to know, it wasn’t exactly a water cooler conversation that people brought up, but between their boss, the cfo, and over a dozen men through floors 13 and 49, she’d seen her fair share of men writhing beneath her, riding her black latex toy, and stroking their dicks begging mommy for more love. “let’s be clear, we are not the same nor am i like any of these girls that you claim to know. you don’t have the first clue on how things work around here and if you did, you probably could have climbed the ladder and sit where i’m sitting now. but you’re right about one thing; everyone else does know what goes behind closed doors, you apparently seem to be the only one missing out. not a single man here is worthy enough to fuck my pussy, not one. but i’ve been bad, i’ll admit...i’ve been fucking my way through this office right and left. and caleb, i do mean fucking.”