Chapter 27
by Manbear
Is this what I've been waiting for?
Oh yeah!
I have to pull out of her for a moment as I reposition Alison on Walt's oversized desk until she is on her back with her ankles hooked over my shoulders, but in no time I am once again pressing into that slick entryway. With her long legs encased in the stocking and her perfect tits on display like diamonds in a jewelry store I know that there can be no more waiting. To be honest, I'm tempted to fuck the shit out of my tenant much like a real alpha male would claim the innocent heroine from the Harlequin, but there will be time enough for that later. This first time I want to slowly stretch open Miss Miller and make her feel every inch of my cock as I break down the last remaining shreds of her resistance. Alison seems to understand my intentions and for just a moment she is once again my eager young tenant.
“Are you finally going to fuck poor Miss Miller?” It is pretty clear what Alison wants. “Take that innocent secretary and claim the treasure she's been guarding so carefully all these years.” And then as position myself between her slick petals she switches back to the persona of the hapless heroine.
“Please don't, I'm begging you ... please I'll be - ahh!?” Her pleading ends on a questioning note as she feels the head of my cock slowly invades her tight slit. I know she's no virgin, but her pussy is as tight as it was last week, and the way she whimpers as I ease in just a little more almost believe this is her first time.
“I'll be as gentle as I can.” I murmur as I pause just where her hymen once sealed this passage. “but it may hurt a little until you get used to my size.” Her soft moan and the way her hands clench at the sheets are pretty good indications that she likes the way I am drawing out this moment. If not, I have all night long to make it up to her.
“Ouch, that stings...” Alison cries out softly with the next gentle push. Because of all the foreplay she is slick and hot so I don't have to push too hard to slide deeper, but that's not the point anyways. “Please wait ... just a sec...” I follow her directions and pause enjoying the feeling of the ring of muscles around my cock like a tightened hoseclamp “Please Sir, be gentle... aigghh ... not so hard ... Please Mr. Patterson, it's too much!” By now I am deep but still not all the way in and I have to fight the temptation to hilt my member into her and make her squeal. Alison continues her roleplay unaware of how close I came to changing the tenor of this encounter. “You've ruined me ... claimed me as yours ... tore me open with your man-thing ... I can't stop you!” This scenario has been percolating in my subconscious ever since I discovered Alison with the book, and to my surprise I'm starting to get into it myself.
“That's right, Miss Miller!” I slowly pull almost all the way back out until once again I am just inside her tight pussy. This time, with one long smooth stroke I sink all the way into her as her legs tighten around my neck. Her back arches and the loud moan that escapes her lips is a mixture of pleasure, pain and **** need. Miss Miller's silky hair has tumbled from it's once neat bun and is spread out like a golden fan under her head. I wait until her whirling eyes find mine before I growl possessively. “I've popped your sweet cherry, I guess this tight cunt belongs to me now.”
“No! I tried to stop you ...” Her whimper is no longer pained, now she is **** for the feeling of my cock fucking her. “You **** me to surrender my virtue. I never would have let you if you hadn't made me.”
“You seem eager enough now, Miss Miller.” I tighten my arm around her stocking-clad legs as I start pumping in and out of her with a little more pace. “I like knowing that I can use your pure young body as my little whore any time I want.”
“I'm not a whore, Sir!” Alison's piteous wail of protest makes me want her even more.
“Oh you are, now.” I can feel the surge of pleasure as her pussy tightens around my cock, “My whore to fuck, or even -” I pause for effect, “ - to loan out to clients that I want to impress.” The way Alison stiffens under me lets me know I'm on thin ice, but what could be more humiliating for an innocent like Miss Miller to know that she might be reduced to nothing more that a piece of meat pimped out by her powerful boss. Apparently, my young tenant comes to the same conclusion because her whole body spasms as she climaxes again, this time with an intensity that I've never before seen in her.
I have no chance of holding back my own response and thick streams of semen pump into her even as she shudders beneath me.
By now we are so far away from the Harlequin storyline that the original scenario is unrecognizable, but Alison's surrender is so complete and so primal that I think I played it right. I pull her into my arms and hold her gently as she looks up at me in with her expressive eyes.
Is this it for Walt's office?
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Paying the rent
A dirty old man takes advantage of his young tenant
A recently retired widower has a pretty coed living upstairs who is having trouble paying her rent. He makes the shy blonde an offer she cannot refuse. In exchange for living rent-free in his house, the young woman agrees to fufill his many fantasies. Some of these fantasies are pretty similar to encounters depicted in my other writing, but in addition to dom/sub, light bondage and themes this story hopefully will have elements of romance and humor as the two main characters from different generations learn to live together. Unlike my other stories, this one will be pretty linear. The reader will be given choices about how the homeowner enjoys the 19 year old, but the overall flow of the story will not be affected by these choices.
Updated on Jan 15, 2024
by Manbear
Created on Jun 29, 2020
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