Paying For College (Becka x Father Figure)

[Becka]

Sophia Hill was one of those people most things came naturally to and who could do almost anything. She had finished high school with highest grades in her class and going to college was the natural next step to take. College was expensive though which she wasn't ready for; having not the richest parents she had to pay for it herself compared to her best friend, Alice, whose father payed for anything the daughter pointed at. Alice and Sophia had been best friends for so long that their very first memories were of each other, they saw each other so often that they spent just as much time in the other person's home as their own. With high school ending and college taking place they started to drift away from each other slightly as they went to different classes but they did their very best to keep up their friendship without being able to spend every awake hour together like they had used to. The two had no secrets from each other and they were like sisters; Sophia had even told Alice about her crush on her friend's father which Alice had brushed away as a bad joke, not wanting to think of her own father in such ways but to Sophia it was far from a joke. The young woman had spent countless nights fantasizing about the older man that looked suprisingly well for his age as she touched herself in her bed. She imagined everything from being his wife to his secret mistress. Of course there from time to time were other men in her fantasies but the one that kept coming back to her mind was him.

Being short on money, Sophia started looking for ways of earning her own but nothing really interested her. Looking over and organizing them all she found herself stuck. It all changed one day as she was online, once more having found herself in the dark places of the internet, that she found a way of earning money that could give her more than she had ever before imagined for possibly very little work; the job as a Sugar Baby. Of course she wouldn't settle for just any payment and would be harsh in her negotiations, she truly felt like she had a chance of getting through college without any debt and at minimum work effort as well. Of course she would need to do things she usually wouldn't do but she figuered that as long as she didn't just pick anyone she would be fine and so her search began for someone rich looking for a girl like herself. She spent hours that same evening looking over different candidates until she found him, the man she loved more than anything, the man she felt such urges and lust, the man she wanted more than anything, the father of her best friend. Sophia who suddenly felt a motivation knew that this was her chance to get together with the man she so much wanted. If he wouldn't accept her she could always black mail him into it, threaten him with telling his wife if he didn't agree to the whole arrangement. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that point though, she wanted him to want her as much as she wanted him.

So the very next day she stepped into his office building wearing a sleeveless, elegant looking white blouse tucked down a black skater skirt hugging her slim waist. On her feet she wore very simple black flats. Her waist long dirty blonde hair going from light brown to blonde was like she used to have it down her right shoulder, the thick wild hair gave out a playful feeling to her more formal clothing. Smiling a warm smile at the secretary she asked if it was okay for her to visit the boss, stating her name so the secretary could check with him if it was okay. Of course it was, Sophia and the man knew each other well and even though she usually didn't visit him at work she was a friend of the family. The young girl stepped inside of the well furnished, modern office with a curious look in her dark blue eyes and a small smirk on her lips. She wanted to keep control of the situation and wanted to make sure she didn't miss any hints or opportunities. "Hey, I hope I'm not disturbing..." she said as she made sure the door was closed behind her. "I was in the area and figuered I should visit you." Sophia continued though it was unlikely she had been just passing by, she wanted to start it all off with small talk to warm the room up. The woman gave away a warm, youthful smile as she walked up to his desk and leaned, almost sitting, against the desk. She leaned her head slightly to the side, observing him and pouted her lips, raising her eyebrows slightly before continuing and getting to the point. "I found your profile on this site called..." pause for effect, lingering on the words, "FetLife?" Sophia tried her very best to keep calm and relaxed as she tried to contain herself and the nervosity building larger and larger in her chest. Her heart was beating quick and hard which made it a little harder to speak but she had to make it through her now that there was no other way out of the situation. She stood up once more, unable to sit down with the nervous energy filling her. "I'm in need of money to be able to pay for college and rent so I was hoping we could come to a mutual agreement..." she said as she started walking around the desk towards his side; the girl he had watched grow up had become a woman and a quite dangerous woman at that. "I help you with your urges and in turn you take care of my tuition fee and bills." she said as she jumped up on his desk, sitting just besides him with crossed legs; her short dress exposing her long legs. He would not be able to avoid her now she thought to herself. It was not a bad deal for him, she could have entered with just asking for the money for not saying anything. She could have ruined her marriage and once more she hoped she wouldn't have to take it that far but as she had allready gone this far she imagined she would have to go as far as she needed or she would never be able to look the man in the eyes in the future. Leaning her head to the side once more she looked at him and asked, "So what do you say?" She felt like her heart would give up any moment, what if all this was one big mistake?

 

[Father Figure]

Robert Tanner was not a man who expected this to be happening to him and the surprise shown on his face just the tiniest of bits as he watched her move through her nervousness to provide him with the most tantalizing of offers he had ever imagined. No, he was the kind of man who was very used to the prosaic life of the upper middle class that he happened to lead. He was not necessarily the richest of men, but he was a junior partner in the law firm that he worked for and was considered to be on track to become a full partner at some point. He was a reasonable man, someone who kept himself from making mistakes, and just enjoyed having the kind of life that most of America dreamt of having...but there was a darker side to Robert and he understood it, understood deep down that there was some kind of sickness within him. So like most men he had explored the internet, had sought out thrills, had made profiles, and had enjoyed what pornography could be found...which was extensive. Suffice it to say though it had all been meant as a thrill, a fantasy, not a reality...and suddenly it very much was a reality.

Of course there were other concerns and they were definitely dangerous ones.

She might be thinking it was a big mistake, but Tanner knew it was one. It was the kind of mistake that was going to cost him his job if it came out, society just didn't accept this kind of behavior and companies canned employees for much less than having an affair with a young woman. It was all about public image and a high profile lawyer having a torrid sexual escapade with his "sugar baby" was something that would not go over well with PR and Human Resources. Even more than losing his job, there was the concern of his wife and his daughter, and what their reactions would be when it came to the idea that he had begun something with Sophia. That kind of repercussion bothered him deeply, causing his stomach to twist inside just the tiniest of bits as he wondered at the guilt he might feel, the guilt he was already feeling. And where would he even get the money to do this? He was admittedly well to do but there was no doubt that it would eventually be noticed, that he would eventually be caught, but he supposed that he could work the numbers out right if he really wanted to do so. He could maybe, just maybe, pull it off...

That was the moment he lost the battle. He couldn't honestly turn it down once he truly began to think it over.

He hadn't said a word the entire time she had spoken, nor had he said a word the entire time he had thought, he had just stared at her. Yet perhaps the staring was answer enough. He was obviously incredibly attracted, what man wouldn't be? Perhaps he had found her conversation with herself a bit silly or even childish, but he had not done a single thing to dissuade her from her course of action, and when she moved up onto his desk his eyes narrowed the tiniest of bits at her last words. Help him with his urges? Did she have any idea of how far he could go, would go, if he was given the chance to finally explore who and what he was on his Fetlife profile? His hands came out without even saying a word to touch her thighs, tracing his nails over her exposed flesh, perhaps his touch was answer enough...but then he gripped, his fingers cruelly biting into her skin and he jerked her legs open...forcing the dress up higher on her form, curious as to what she had chosen to wear beneath her clothing. There was almost a feral look to his features as he leaned down, examining as he casually replied...a horrid smoothness to his voice, as if holding her wide apart was as natural as breathing.

"Yes, I'm interested, but you're discussing quite a bit of money aren't you Sophia. Are you worth that much? Are the goods going to pass inspection or are you just going to be a waste of time?" It was almost a cruelty to treat her like that, objectifying her in a way he was certain the young girl had not expected.

 

[Becka]

Sophia felt her heart tirelessly beat quickly inside of her worried chest as Mr. Tanner sat there in silence just looking at her. She didn't as much think about what society, friends and family, would think about her if they started their relationship, that didn't worry her very much at all and she didn't care what others thought; it was what he were thinking about her in this very moment that was killing her inside. Would Robert think she was crazy, sick, disgusting? Did he still see her as the little girl she had once been or the young woman she had grown into? She honestly had no idea what went on inside of his head and with her insecurity the shift of power came. She had had the situation under control but that was all changing. He reached his hand out and touched her naked skin on her legs and a shiver went through the young woman's body as she felt his soft sensual touch. She was going to smile but then he changed his touch in a sudden movement she wasn't prepared for. It was as if his first touch had just been to test the waters and he had from those short seconds gained the courage to take full control. Sophia's newly formed smile dissapeared from her lips in shock and suprise; a kick of adrenaline quickly rushing through her veins.

The man was far from gentle as he spread her legs with force showing interest in her proposal. The force from spreading her crossed legs appart brought some pain but rush of joy filling her made that pain seem more thrilling than anything. The old man that used to avoid her less forward attempts was no longer holding in his feelings towards her body but he didn't give her a clear facial expression of what he wanted. A gasp left her lips. He held her beautiful legs appart, not only spreading them but also keeping her in place on his desk before him. She couldn't get up as long as he held her like that. Her black skirt was now barely covering what was beneath but with an inch or two of cloth hanging down over her crotch, under which her white lace hipster panties were hiding, slightly transparent from the thin fabric; the shapes and forms of her vulva easily viewable through it. Sophia's lips opened slowly as her breathing got heavier, hearing the calm voice discussing the price she was worth. It all made her defensive; she wanted to prove she was worth the price she had suggested, she knew she was but he wanted to negotatiate.

Some seconds of silence passed as she sat there looking at him with a stupid face, her mouth half open. "I won't settle for less..." she said and licked her lips before swallowing her insecurities to regain her spirit. "... and I am worth that much, I'm worth more. You know I am! I will do anything you tell me to, anything!" she continued selling more than she first had in mind but she had to make sure this happened, this was her chance for the life she truly wanted. The smile that had left her face when he had spread her legs slowly reformed on her full lips and she put her hands softly ontop of his as they held her open. Sophia's fingers moved with a gentle touch over the back of his hands. "I will be yours, don't you want to have me? Do what ever YOU want with my body?" she said with a teasing grin, with a focus on the word 'you'. Sophia didn't think about what she was saying and promising the man. She had turned all her focus towards convincing him and to do that she had to promise things, simple as that. She decided to play his game even though she wasn't sure where it would take her or what it all meant exactly. "If I'm not holding up my part of the bargain you could always stop paying. Come on, it will be fun..." Sophia said still grinning. It was clear that she was enjoying herself, how long had she not fantasized having a talk like this with Mr. Tanner? How often had she not touched herself thinking about him?

Sophia leaned her head forwards and looked up into his eyes with a sad look in her own, her mouth closed and lips pouting but still unable to hide her soft smile as she said, "Please Mr. Tanner..." in a childish, very feminine voice. It was all childish of her but it had a strong playful tone as she tried to break the formality between them.

 

[Father Figure]

Of course he wanted to have her, he wanted to have everything that she was offering and more, but the true problem as not whether or not he wanted to have it or if he thought he'd be able to get away with it. The real problem was whether or not she was willing to actually go the distance for the money she was walking about. She had psyched herself up in order to do this, brought herself here and pushed herself into the fantasy, really went to the brink...but what happened once he was done ramming his cock inside of her? What would she feel at that moment when she whored herself out to him and saw the money in her bank account? It was one thing to dream and another to turn yourself into a prostitute and while she might be young and not realize that fact, he was a bit older and understood the depths of depravity of the human soul. The guilt, the heartache, the suffering, and the pain for the choices that you made. Could she live with this choice?

Could he?

At the moment he seemed perfectly capable of living with it, his hands digging into the beautiful flesh of her thighs, the hidden treasure still covered by her dress. It was tantalizingly dark, the way the shadow fell between her legs, and his teeth came together as he resisted the urge to just have it. No, this part was just as playful as anything else they did, and just as important...it was a power game, an ego trip, to barter for her beautiful flesh. He listened to her and as she spoke he leaned down and kissed her thigh, nuzzling the skin before giving a small nip and suck to the inner portion...his tongue coming out to trace just slightly. He swore he could smell her arousal, the heady beautiful scent of a woman's sex, and he shivered and gave a low groan of approval. Giving in though, worshipping her, that's not what they were talking about. Even if he was willing to do such a thing, she was getting off on being prized and bought...and that required control of how he felt no matter how bad he wanted to let go of himself with her.

"You don't know what you're saying, no matter how much you want to believe you do," he breathed out as he leaned in just a tiny bit more. His face moved up under the shadow of the skirt, lewdly applying a spit soaked kiss to her panties, slurping hard through them so he could taste her beautiful young cunt. God he was so hard right now, achingly so, and his warm breath continued his words. "You want to say you do, but you don't, don't know what I would do with you...anything I want? Everything I want? Could you even imagine...what a man might do? Do you think I am just going to fuck you every now and then and pat your ass, send you home?" His tongue slid out against, roaming, tracing along the cleft of her pussy lips before he wrapped his mouth up against her hard clit...sucking through the cloth that kept him from his goal. Was he waiting for an answer as he feasted, or merely fucking with her before denying her what she asked? Either way...he said nothing more as he taunted her with those talented strokes of his tongue.

 

[Becka]

As his lips touched her skin she stopped breathing for a second, it felt like they were the only things that mattered. His touch felt so pure and natural against her inner thigh. She could feel his warm breath against her soft skin, slowly moving deeper down between her legs. She could feel his lips and playful bites travel up her skin which made her shiver in anticipation. His touch sent waves through her body making it feel numb, her body growing warmer. She wanted to say something but she couldn't find the word and she knew she wouldn't be able to say them with a stable word so she just swallowed. The young woman's bust moved up and down with a shivering motion as she observed the man between her legs. Her mouth was once more half open, the lower lip gently resting against her white teeth. She knew now that he wanted her flesh and she didn't question it; the danger would be if he noticed that she wanted him more than the money, that she would not be able to leave him once he started playing with her. She felt unique, special to Mr. Tanner, like a queen or a goddess and she loved every second of the start of their relationship.

"I am fully... MMmmhh!" Sophia said, going to answer to what the man first said before moving in under the hem of the skirt but couldn't finish as she felt his tongue push her outer labia to the side through the lace after which his lips kissed them slowly. Sophia's fingers located above Robert's hands gripped around his wrists as she started biting her lower lip. The young woman was completely shaved and silk smooth under her panties which were starting to get wet, not only from the man's saliva.

He stopped to speak, leaving her to wait for more as he lectured her. His grown up, strong leader voice was easy to follow and listen to. It was convincing and felt absolute even though she still felt like she knew him better than he thought. Sophia was of course defensive still, how couldn't she be when someone told her she didn't know the man she had spent so many evenings with in her head, the problem was that it was hard to separate the real man from her fantasies. His tongue returned to her nether regions and Sophia closed her eyes as she felt his tongue slowly move over her from outside her panties, softly, teasingly. Soft moans started to escape her lips along with her heavy breathing. Robert continued to kiss and suck through the fabric and she wanted nothing more than to take her panties off, she wanted to be pleased by him and she wanted to please him. She wanted to see his naked body, touch it, feel it inside of her. "I don't know what I'm saying..." she said, followed by a sigh, a soft moan, "but I know it is what I want. I want to do everything you want of me, I want to be your fully." If this was Sophia or her lust speaking he could not know and she was of course influenced by the situation as his mouth played and teased with her. Now and again he would push the lace inside of her with his tongue only to quickly pull it out again. It felt like he knew exactly what he was doing, carefully making sure she wanted more from him. It reached a point where Sophia felt like she couldn't stop herself from begging for more, she felt like she needed it to survive. "Please, mmh, use me, show me who and how you want me to be!" she moaned and sighed clearly enjoying herself.

 

[Father Figure]

"You're right, you don't know what you're saying."

He said it with the casual air of a grown man who understood exactly what he was doing, what he was capable of, and what he wanted. That was so rare nowadays to meet a man who happened to have that self-awareness of his lust and what a woman wanted. Those eyes gazed up at her, tauntingly, admiring every single inch of her...but there was still limited things that they could do. With how she had dressed, with what she came in here hoping to do, there was little doubt that her presence had radiated the fact she was there to come onto him. Even her moan seemed to echo in the room and he gritted his teeth just a little bit underneath the shadow of her skirt in a brief moment of worried fear that they would be caught. Slowly he inhaled, tasting the scent of her on the air, and he leaned closer to caress once more with his tongue...tracing every inch of her lovely little pussy as he thought about what he was going to do.

Could he let her go though, even with the promise that they'd have more together? The thought was definitely something that he had to consider. That maybe once she left his office and got herself under control she would not want to do this anymore, no matter what money he had offered to give her. His cock was aching, he knew he could have her right at that moment, but there was far too much certainty that this would lead down the wrong road for them both. If she truly wanted this then she would have to wait, and if he truly wanted it then he would have to be patient, and so he gave one final longing kiss to her panty clad pussy before his fingers let go of her thighs and he patted her legs just slightly...a reminder that it was time to stop. He straightened, leaning back in his chair, his eyes taking in every inch of the lovely little goddess that she was and his voice spoke with a bit of disappointment in it.

"It can't be here. If you want to actually do this it can't be here, not yet. People will talk and we can't have that." He paused before picking up his pen and jotting down something on a post it before offering it to her. "If you really want this...then meet me in thirty minutes. Meet me and be ready for me, the door is unlocked, I never leave anything important in my car." His eyebrow rose and he passed the note to her, the small scribbling just a letter and a number. The place she could find his car down in the underground parking of the building.

C452.

 

[Becka]

Robert Tanner was a goal oriented man, more self-aware and secure in his position than most men and women would ever be. His words and tone of voice made Sophia feel as if she was quickly melting together from the inside, her body tingling out into her toes and fingers that made her stretch out her legs which were still spread out and her fingers gripping around the man's wrists had a soft shiver to their grip. It was a dream come true, it was so perfect that she was unsure about it even being real but it had to be. Nothing could make her body feel this good from imagination only. As he looked up at her he could see her bust moving up and down with her breathing, a kind smile on her lips while still biting or softly chewing on her lower lip and her deep blue eyes staring back down at him. Her breath shivered audibly as she once more felt the pressure of his tongue press against her vagina. It all changed however as she felt his hands release her strong thighs and he broke the moment, ending it for now. She looked at him with big eyes that were asking and searching for an answer to what she had done wrong as he sat back up. He wanted her, she could see he did in his longing eyes.

He explained the situation and she understood. Mr. Tanner had left her wanting more and the short time span of thirty minutes would only have her lust for him amplified. As he had sat up her smile had turned to a more resting impression, waiting, but as soon as he told her to meet him in his car the smile returned, this time being soft and lovable. She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled alluringly as she stood back up, the small note in her hand, corrected her skirt and then leaned in so that her face was right before his. "See you there, don't keep me waiting!" she said staring into his eyes as she kissed him softly on his lips, a finger trailing over his chest before she stood back up straight. As she turned around to walk away she couldn't look back at him, she was too nervous and it felt safer to just leave.

Walking by the secretary she had a wide smile on her lips as if she was about to burst into laughter from happiness but tried her very best to keep it in. "Have a good day!" the secretary said to which Sophia answered, stuttering, "Yo-you too!" before stepping into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed and she was alone in the small room for some seconds of freedom she let a large breath leave her lunges and she leaned her head back against the mirrored wall behind her. The young woman whispered a soft "fuck!" to herself before a giggle escaped her lips; she had done what she had wanted to do for so long and it had worked. Mr. Tanner had been between her legs and licked her pussy and they were to meet in his car soon, what else could she possibly ever wish for? She fanned herself with her right hand, trying to calm down as the elevator doors once more opened. There was nothing she could do now but wait.

The girl had made her way straight to the underground parking as she just didn't know where else to go. It was only thirty minutes which felt like nothing when thinking about it in advance and she could always find his car now so she knew where it was. It didn't take long before she found parking spot C452 amongst all the rows of cars. The parking was in concrete, poorly lit with a very open feel; only Sophia's presence felt like it created some type of echo but it was rather more the silence of the place, only disturbed by a single car or another person, that made her feel like this. it felt empty and abandoned despite all the cars parked there, everyone was working during these hours; almost no one came down around this time. The car was unlocked, just like he had told her and it felt weird stepping inside but she did and sat down in the passenger seat. All the small noises outside dissapeared as soon as she closed the door behind her, the car absorbed all sound so that she couldn't hear the outside and the outside couldn't hear her.

The thirty minutes felt like an eternity; an eternity she spended looking at herself in the rear mirror, fixing her hair to make it look just perfect, looking through Mr. Tanner's glove compartment for something, anything, to entertain herself with. When, if, Mr. Tanner arrived he would find her sitting there, waiting for him with a few more buttons unbuttoned on her shirt, showing more bust along with a white pair of panties hanging over his steering wheel. She was nervous but promised herself to do her very best to impress.

 

[Father Figure]

Could his heart be any louder?

There was always a disparity between the demeanor of a dominant man and the internal dialogue, something that few people wanted to give them credit or understanding for. They were supposed to be bastions of strength, men of will, unwavering in their approach and completely in control of every action that they indulged in. It was such a placid lie, they were human like everyone else, and this man was a live wire at that moment. Adrenaline pumping through his veins, testosterone blasting along his arteries, pure unadulterated need tearing up his insides. It was liberating to finally feel that, something he hadn't felt in years with his wife, but he was intelligent enough to understand that it was because of the taboo nature of it all. The hint of intrigue, the fear, the sickening understanding that he was somehow a pervert for wanting to touch the flesh of a little girl. Oh, deep down he knew she was a woman and perfectly legal...but still, that tiniest bit remembered her when she was young, and he felt that twist in his stomach like a knife at how wrong it was.

He loved it.

He wanted to give her the proper amount of time, not just for her sake to come to a true decision on whether she wanted to be there, but for his sake in order to protect everything that he was. He needed there to be no doubts amongst his coworkers, no doubts in her, and really no doubts in himself...though those would always exist unless he was lost in the moment. Safety was paramount and if he was going to indulge in this then he was not going to play around concerning it, he was going to make damned sure that he had her properly...especially if money was involved. You didn't pay for a piece of ass and not get your full value out of it...and thinking of her like that, thinking of her like she was a whore for his use, that was more intriguing than anything. It made him hard, kept him pulsing in his pants the entire time, ready to do more than just have a taste of her. His mind was already awash with terrible thoughts as he stood and finally adjusted his clothing, heading to the elevators to follow her down, his body shaking inside even as he kept himself from giving anything away. He felt like he was on fire.

His shadow loomed in the entryway of the parking deck, his body shaking the tiniest of bits as he held back on his lust, hungering so terribly to touch her already. His physique bunched up underneath the suit, his clothing seeming to emphasize the lines of a middle aged man, still in his prime and horribly strong. His eyes searched the darkened area as he approached his car and noticing the panties just as he saw the hint of her sitting in the front seat. He paused to just look at her through the window, trying to decide if this was real or not, trying to get past the heady moment of arousal before he joined her. Though unlike the young lady, Robert slid into the back seat, letting the door fall shut as he slid over to offer her room...there was little secret as to what he was doing, his hands moving to his belt and suit pants, undoing the button and zipper to push them down and off...leaving him bare assed in the back seat. Those eyes glittered, his cock aching and thick, heavy with it's girth and resting on his thick inner thigh as he whispered.

"Come show me what you can do."

 

[Becka]

Sophia turned her head, slightly in suprise as she heard the back door open. She had not been ready for him to enter there so at first she wasn't even sure it was him, short seconds passed making her think she was in the wrong car but as soon as he had sat down and she could see his face it felt like all her worries left her body. The sudden shock and suprise had taken away her earlier thoughts about this perhaps not being the best of ideas. The young girl probably felt closer to Robert than he did towards her as she had been thinking about him so much and he had always been a role model of sorts. She watched him in silence as he slowly, with what looked like great calm, unbuckled his belt and pull down his pants and underwear. He did it as if it was the most natural thing in the world for him; even if he was he looked fearless. Sophia's eyes stared at his hard cock between his legs and didn't move at first, not even after he spoke to her. Some seconds passed before she looked back up into his eyes and nodded. Her lips not fully closed; he could see the emotions in her beautiful eyes, lust and fear. The fear just heightened the lust and her urges as she knew she wanted him, she had to have him; she just wanted to touch him.

Sitting on her knees in her seat she started crawling between the front seats. Her young and flexible body moved gracefully, like that of a cat's, as she crawled softly to the back seats in the dim lights. She sat down next to him, staring into his mysterious eyes, her lips aching to kiss his lips but she didn't dare as she didn't know if he wanted the same from her in their relationship. Her right hand moved directly but gently to his cock which her slim fingers wrapped around. The skin around it was soft and smooth but the inside hard. She could feel the excitement in his body from just this touch, it told her more than enough.

"I won't disappoint you..." she said, still staring into his eyes as her soft, girly hand started moving up and down with the big cock in it. Sophia then moved in her seat so she sat on her knees as she leaned down next to the penis. Her round fit ass was pouting out behind her and her eyes glancing up at him. "I have been waiting for this for so long!" she said and looked down at his manhood. Sophia opened her mouth and let her small tounge reach out and lick the tip to taste him. She could smell the musk of his body, the sweat and that primal, natural smell of his sex. She gave the head of the cock a kiss as her both hands had their fingers along the shaft. The blue eyes looked up at him before she closed her lips around the whole head and then let her head move back until the tip left her lips.

Her long, wild blonde hair fell down over her face so she let go of the cock to pull it back into a ponytail while she let the tip of her tongue lick in a circular motion around the head. She couldn't exactly see his face in this angle as she was looking down into his lap even though she wanted to. The young girl wondered if what she was doing helped or not, if he was happy with her or if she was letting him down, if she wasn't good enough.

 

[Father Figure]

Looking down at her was a breathtaking experience and he was not about to stop what was happening, no, for the moment he merely languished in the feeling of being properly appreciated and what man wouldn't? She was everything he could have asked for in a woman and more than that there was the intoxicating thrill of the fact that the want was returned, perhaps more so, because she had felt attraction for him from a time when he had only looked at her like she was a child. Now though, as she wrapped her lips around him, he was thoroughly convinced that she was no longer a child. No, she was all woman, and his hand came to touch her hair and he idly caressed his fingers through the locks as if she was a prized pet that he was pampering with his attention. He gave a small murmur of approval, laying his head back on the headrest and turning it slightly to the side to look out of the car and towards the elevators...it was best to at least try to keep an eye on them, no matter if he had his prick inside a young woman's mouth at the time.

Yet she was offering something more that just this.

She was offering him his dreams, not just the idea of being with her, not just having sex with her...but defiling her, using her, breaking her. She had said he could have anything, do anything, and if his first attempts at that failed then it was obviously not fated to work out between them. No, he had to make the first go of it something that tested her and reassured them both that she knew what she was getting into and that she could handle what he was doing. His hand tightened in her hair, curling in it and taking hold, before forcing her throat down onto that massive prick. He did not accept a no for an answer, he did not accept her denial, he was completely uncaring of whether she could take that dick or not. It was viciously done, throating her completely, forcing her down to the base of that shaft and holding her there. His eyes blazed as he tilted her just a little but, turning her face so he could admire the look of seeing her hilted down into her stomach and he held there as he spoke.

His voice hissed, his lip curling up just slightly as he raised one leg up onto the seat to spread himself wide. It tilted his hips up, opening him, giving access to that heavy set of balls and lower if it was something the girl was brave enough to do. "You think you can fucking do this, do you really? I doubt it, I fucking doubt it. You want to be worth the money, but I could have women...I wouldn't pay for a woman, Sophia. I would pay for a slut. I would pay for a whore. Is that what you want to be? Can you do that for me?" The words were barely heard though, not because he whispered them, but because he had begun brutally facefucking the young girl. His fingers had not let up, pumping her head up and down as he thrust his cock up against her, balls slapping her chin as he took what was his. God, it didn't matter if she said no after this, this alone was worth the initial fear. Finally treating someone the way he dreamed.

 

[Becka]

Sophia was careful and moved softly as her lips moved over his cock. They closed slowly around it, not taking too much into her mouth before moving back up. She was careful to not do anything weird or unwanted but Robert wanted more, much more. The young girl was not ready to take that first step in fear of making it weird but she didn't have to as he did it for her. His hands moved through her hair, at first very softly and calming; he made her feel special and unique. Despite the fact that Sophia was sucking cock for money it all felt romantic up until the point that one of his hands took a tight and hard grip around the temporary pony tail she had made just a minute before. His grip was strong and decisive as it forced her to follow his motion rather than before when his hand had followed her motion instead.

His hand added pressure to the back of her head, pushing her down farther and farther down his thick member. The rod of meat pushed against her throat as it penetrated it and made its way inside. The girl started coughing and gagging on it as she felt the hard tip down her throat where it blocked her intake of air. As he tilted her head so he could see her she glanced up at him, making sounds like "Hrrkgl! Gggh!" among others. There was fear in her eyes, a type of submission; the fear a powerful aphrosidiac confusing her body more than anything. Luckily, in a way, for Sophia, he started moving her head roughly up and down which opened up small windows for air to enter her lunges but panic was spreading through her at the very same time. Each time that he pressed her down onto his cock so far and hard that his balls would give away a slapping sound against her chin she let out another gag, one after another. "Gagghg glgrl gagh glhm" was all the sound coming from her mouth as she could not speak or fight it in any way. The sound mixed with his words. With the cock pushing against the back of her mouth over and over, saliva was quickly building up inside of her mouth and she began drooling over his crotch as he continued to roughly thrust his hips into her.

As he let her get a break to breathe the tall cock seemed to slither out of her mouth naturally, her body was pushing it away to let her grasp for air to survive. The lovely, now messier, woman looked up at Robert with open mouth and thick strains of saliva hanging from her lips and chin. Her scared eyes had something new in them that had not been there before, a new type of respect; respect formed from fear, happiness and submission. She wanted to answer to his words, the things he had said about her as he had used her mouth. "Yes Mr. Tanner, I want to be a slut, I want to be your whore." she said talking quickly from the shock he had filled her with.

I didn't take long before she was back down on his cock by her own free will, showing him that she wasn't scared away but instead embraced the slut he had told her to be. She moved far down on the wet saliva covered cock, up and down, now and again glancing up into his eyes. She was still having her knees in the other back seat with her ass up in the air, the rough movements had made her skirt fall down over her shirt which left her naked bare ass stand out behind her. She didn't yet understand it but there was something inside of her that was loving the moment, loving being used no matter in what way, loving to suck his cock. She enjoyed being a dirty little slut.

 

[Father Figure]

What honestly could have been better than this?

He was stunned, just the tiniest of bits, at her willingness. Oh he had expected her to go along with what he was doing because of her arousal and maybe because of the allure of money, but had he really expected her to be such an eager little whore? No, not really. Yet she had gone after that cock like a woman who was dying of thirst in the desert. It left him trembling and struggling in the wake of what was her erstwhile assault and while he was supposed to be the dominant in this occasion, for a moment he merely reveled in the feeling of a woman willing to do what he needed her to do. He spread his thighs slowly in the seat, lewdly, giving her complete unfettered access as she rammed her head back and forth on that thick spit covered shaft, his moans low and guttural, the moans of a man who was absolutely in heaven. There was little doubt that she was working him like she was a professional at doing so and it had him on edge, near orgasm, like he was a fucking teenager.

His fingers smoothed through her hair as he tried to keep himself from cumming at that moment, his eyes nearly rolling back into his head as she worked him down her throat. He had to stop her from doing much more or he would truly finish and far before he wanted to do so. Perhaps it was karmic then that the elevator doors opened nearby and out stepped a few of his coworkers to head to lunch, his eyes widening just slightly as he slid down and stopped her, his body moving to lay back in the car seat, thick cock standing tall like a spear as his hand pushed her head back so that they were practically staring at one another as he lay back. It put him close to her face, looking at her shiny face, and he smiled at her with wicked delight as they heard the chattering of people making plans as they passed by. His free hand raised to his lips as he made a shushing sound and practically giggled at the absurdity of it...God he wanted to fuck her so badly right now.

God he wanted to fuck her so badly right now...

The thought filtered through his mind that the risk was well worth the gain, even if he knew that was absolutely a fucking lie, and his hands reached out to slowly pull her up into the seat with him. He turned his body so that he could face fully, putting them nose to nose as his hand reached down and pushed her skirt up and he slid that cock between her thighs. The angle was absolutely terrible to try to fuck, supremely so, but he wanted to feel her....and he was not going to accept no for an answer. So it left him rocking between her beautiful parted legs, the head of his cock brushing back and forth over her hot creamy pussy. His hand had come around to grip her ass, digging his fingers in tightly, as he "dry" humped her. That voice quiet as he whispered..."Do you...you know if you're my whore, I'll always ride you bareback...I'll never pull out. I want to cum inside of you, every single fucking time."

 

[Becka]

Sophia stared into Mr. Tanner's eyes as they hid from his coworkers and one or two soft giggles left her lips. He was a beast and predator who wanted to hunt while she just wanted to be hunted playfully; she was young and without a worry in the world, believing nothing could ever go wrong while he was careful, controling and dominant. She was the young flesh he lusted for and he was the experienced man she needed. They were so different yet so alike as they both wanted to fuck, more than anything in the world. Sophia looked straight into his with her lively young eyes, her lips in a playful smirk mixed with the saliva hanging from her lower lip to her chin. She looked so innocent but there was a nymphomaniac inside of her, she loved being naughty and dirty and the fact that Robert did want her too be like that only made it better. If Sophia could she would have fucked her life away but the norms of society had stopped her up until now.

He pulled her up so that he sat in the seat and she sat in his lap with her legs at either side of him. It was not comfortable but her young agile body had no trouble ignoring it, compared to for example Mrs. Tanner who was way too old for these types of positions as it would hurt her aging body. Sophia softly moved her hips along with his, a gentle circle motion as she felt his big hard cock slide over her opening. She had one hand at the back of his head for balance, the other was caressing his cheek. Her eyes never left his and their faces were so close that he could feel her breathing against his lips as he thrusted his hips against her. His hand on her ass, gripping it hard and tightly, reminded her of his roughness and manliness.

"Cum inside me with your Big Fat Cock!" she said teasingly while putting pressure on the last three words. At the same time as she said this, her hand on his cheek moved so that the thumb gently rubbed over his lips as she felt and followed the curves of his mouth. "Fill my pussy with your hot cum like the whore I am!" she continued, wanting him inside of her. The two of them were both almost fully clothed, talking dirty to each other in the back of a car and there was no question about it ending with him finishing inside of her. Sophia didn't take any pills and she knew she shouldn't do this but it all felt so right, how could she turn down what he told her? He talked to her with such confidence; he didn't ask her, he just told her what would happen. There was of course a risk for Sophia to get pregnant with someone who could never go out with being the father and it scared her but once more the fear only hightened her passion.