The Closer for StepDaddy’s Business Deals
T. A. BEAU
The Closer for StepDaddy’s Business Deals
T. A. BEAU
A short pseudoincest interracial erotica story with voyeur, anal only, and humiliation kink.
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WORD COUNT: 3000 words
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I continue fingering myself until my ass has been stretched well, a full three fingers filling me up, and it still isn't enough to satisfy me. Setting the suction dildo on my seat, I search for the tip until I can feel it pressed against my hole. My feet grow cold for only a few seconds as I test out the familiar feel, rubbing myself against the tip shyly until finally dipping my hips lower and letting myself fall until I hit the base.
This reminds me of throwing myself into a cold pool during summer or stepping into a freezing shower, taking every inch without holding back to get myself used to the feeling.
Drunk on ecstasy, I nearly fall over as I reach in between my legs once again with one hand, holding the base of the dildo against the chair. The ache from how much I’ve been fucking myself all day will be a good reminder of how much of a whore I am.
I throw my head back once again and bounce up and down on the dildo, letting out pitiful whines. There are next to no thoughts in my head as my pussy drips onto the seat. I must look like an absolute sight. And the door isn't even locked, so anyone from the firm could stroll right into my office and see me like—
That’s the final nail in the coffin for me. I lean forward as I force myself not to cum, hips twitching violently as the aftershocks turn me into a doubled-over and whimpering mess.
“Fuck,” I whisper. “Fucking fuckkk.”
That's the third or fourth time I've stopped myself from cumming. I honestly don't know how much more of this I can take.
Then the office phone rings, and I clear my throat before answering.
“H-hello, sir?” I say, because only one person calls me in this building.
“Lila,” says my boss, and step-dad, Kent, all warm and kind. You wouldn't know he's the one who gave me this dreadful punishment. “I'm going to need you to get the champagne. The meeting went very well.”
I perk up at the sound of that. “Of course sir! I'll be there in a moment!”
“I'm sure you will.” He ends the call.