Innocence Lost, Pt. 02

Literotic asexstories – Innocence Lost, Pt. 02 by AlexBarton2,AlexBarton2 Innocence Lost, Part Two

By Alex Barton

Chapter One

It always amazed Stephanie Harding that her father, who she loved to distraction and with whom she was having all kinds of incredibly enjoyable incestuous sex, could spend as long as he did worshipping her voluptuously curvy backside when they made love.

Like now for instance.

Stephanie was lying face-down on her bed surrounded by the soft toys from her childhood, naked as the day she was born, her huge breasts mounded beneath her, her head turned to the side so a little line of drool could escape the corner of her mouth, her breath rasping as she did her best not to pass out from the incredible pleasure that was radiating out from the tiny opening of her asshole.

Her beloved daddy took care to ensure that her erect clitoris was given its fair share of attention and that as much of the cream flowing from her cunthole had been lapped up and swallowed greedily, but both Stephanie and her father knew his greatest pleasure lay in prizing open the tight muscle of her anal sphincter so he could work his tongue as far as it would go into her rectum. And Stephanie also knew he loved taking advantage of how far her bumhole opened to fill his nose with the fragrant scent of her bowels which she thought was horribly rude but very arousing…

Stephanie was living at home for the summer vacation after she graduated. Her main priority was to decide the career she would like to pursue although she knew she could take her time because her father had suggested she might like to become an intern at his software development company, an idea which she loved. She could work with him, learn from him, and do everything she could to make sure his company was successful, including bending over his desk and taking his long thick cock in her pussy or asshole at any time of the day he felt horny. As far as Stephanie was concerned a sexually satisfied daddy was a focused daddy and that meant nice clothes hanging in her wardrobe, the latest model mobile phone and, he had promised her, a BMW convertible as soon as she passed her driving test.

“Oh, baby, I’m going to come again,” her father suddenly groaned and Stephanie reached her hands back to press his face between the cheeks of her ass, arching her back up so as to envelop his nose, mouth and cheeks with her plump backside. She knew he really enjoyed it when she did this and it made him come really hard even if it was, by design, into the jock strap he was wearing which cupped his balls and ejaculating prick snugly and trapped his sperm in the head of his cock like a cotton condom.

When he had come several times both Stephanie and her father loved it even more when he peeled the jock strap off, brought the soggy garment to her head and pulled it down over her face so she could slurp up the globs of cum at the same time as he lifted himself onto her body, positioned the head of his prick against the saliva-wet opening of her asshole and slid his prick deep inside her bottom until his glans was lodged in her bowels. It was a really kinky way to spend a Sunday afternoon and Stephanie loved every moment.

After three years of study and an incredible amount of fucking, both with her roommate Lucy Drewe and her boyfriend, former tutor and now fiancée, Henri de Chardin, Stephanie had received her degree, her father sitting proudly in the audience, unaware that both Stephanie and Lucy were only wearing completely naked beneath their graduation gowns.

In fact, even before the ceremony began Stephanie had already been fucked twice, first by her father who wanted a quickie behind the refreshments tent and then by Henri who was there to congratulate his most promising student by accompanying her to the ladies bathroom so he could slide his trousers down and slide his thick cock up Stephanie’s asshole, slick with lube against just such an eventuality, while she braced herself against the back wall. Just in case she was tempted to scream in ecstasy Henri had brought along a small leather ballgag and both he and his lady love trembled with excitement when he fitted it over her mouth and put his collar round her neck so he could take a quite different kind of photograph as a memento of Stephanie’s graduation day ceremony.

Lucy, inquisitive as to where her BFF had disappeared to, waited outside the bathroom until Henri slipped out and then padded up to the stall where Stephanie was using a tissue to wipe her extremely wet cunt, making her girlfriend squeal in delight and surprise which grew even louder when Lucy got to her knees, oblivious of the puddles of pee on the floor, and applied her mouth to Stephanie’s overflowing pussy at the same time as fingering Stephanie’s sperm-filled back passage, giving her BFF several more extremely pleasurable climaxes.

Suddenly both of them, realizing they had only moments left to run to the hall where the Chancellor was presenting the degrees, hurriedly made themselves presentable and just managed to get there in time. Which was why they were both almost naked under their gowns, Stephanie’s cuntlips and asshole slippery wet and Lucy’s positively dripping her cream down the inside of her thighs.

All in all, it was definitely a day to remember…

*

The next morning Stephanie dressed in the combination of blue blazer, white blouse and dark skirt her father thought made her look very businesslike and she smiled when he opened the passenger door of his Jaguar for their first morning commute together. She had butterflies in her tummy and had only been able to eat a small piece of toast with her coffee but her daddy did his best to reassure her.

“Sweetheart, you’ll be fine,” he said as he maneuvered the big car through the early morning traffic into the city center where TransTech UK’s headquarters was based, the company’s research and development facilities situated nearby on a business park where office space was less expensive.

“You’re smart, beautiful and look very elegant. It doesn’t matter if everyone knows you’re the Chief Executive’s daughter because you’re there in your own right as my intern. Okay?”

“I know Daddy but Arlene your Personal Assistant treats me as if I’m still a little girl,” Stephanie said, apprehension evident in her voice.

Her father laughed and said, “She’s just being protective. Remember all the staff hold stock options so they feel they have the right to take a personal interest in my welfare. In effect I am TransTech so if anything were to happen to me…”

“I won’t let it,” Stephanie said softly and reached her hand out to stroke her fingers over the inside of her father’s thigh. He let out a soft gasp when she caressed the package of his balls, compact in his tight white briefs, and then stroked over the erect shaft of his cock.

“Daddy!” she cried in mock surprise. “Don’t you ever go soft?”

“Not when my beautiful daughter’s coming to work with me, I don’t,” he said with a chuckle. “You look gorgeous in that outfit and your perfume is making me more aroused by the minute.”

“Would you like me to -?” Stephanie offered, unconcerned if anyone saw her head bobbing up and down in her father’s lap, his cock filling her mouth to capacity.

“No, because we’re almost there,” he said. “But later would be wonderful. I’ll text you?”

“I’ll keep checking my phone,” Stephanie purred and smiled at him, suddenly nervous as her father turned off the road into a parking garage, descended two floors and slid the big car into a double space reserved for his use.

Stephanie picked up the slim black leather attaché case her sweet, wonderful daddy had given her as a gift for her first day at work, made sure she had her Chromebook, phone, notepad and Waterman pen, a gift from Henri, and followed him to the lift.

Her father reached out and pressed G and then 2.

“Eric Connors our Head of Security is expecting you,” he said. “When you’ve sorted out your registration and photo ID come up to my office, okay baby?”

“Thank you Daddy,” she said and quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek. “I won’t let you down.”

“The thought never crossed my mind,” he said with a smile and Stephanie decided once again she had the most wonderful father in the world.

*

Stephanie could see Eric Connors, TransTech’s Head of Security, checking the IDs of incoming staff as she walked toward him. Tall, extremely handsome, black as night with a very sexy smooth-shaven head, his elegant clothes highlighted his muscular physique. For a second Stephanie found herself wondering if he was smooth-shaven all over but then she shook herself mentally and told herself to focus as it was important she made a good impression on everyone she met.

“Good morning, Mr. Connors,” she said, knowing she should not assume she could call him Eric just because she was the CEO’s daughter.

“Ms. Harding, it’s nice to see you again,” Eric said, reaching out a massive hand and shaking hers.

When she wasn’t wearing heels, Stephanie was only just over five feet tall so Eric, well over six foot, towered over her but Stephanie managed not to feel intimidated and kept breathing steadily despite being a little overwhelmed and very turned on by the black man’s intense masculinity.

“Your father said to expect you so if you’ll just step this way we can complete your registration and arrange your photo ID,” Eric said and he handed over checking the incoming staff to a young man who was standing to the side.

“Of course,” Stephanie said and followed as the big black man opened a door off the Reception Area and into an office where there was a desk, two chairs and a brown leather couch, a digital ValCam Pro photo ID camera set up on a tripod facing a whiteboard with a card printer on a table next to it.

Eric walked across and picked up a pre-made-out registration form which he asked Stephanie to sign and then fed it into the printer.

“Where do you want me?” Stephanie asked and then blushed because it was obvious. But Eric simply said, “In front of the camera please,” and she did as requested.

Eric took three shots and then came out from behind the viewfinder. A few moments later the printer came to life and produced an identity badge. Eric reached into his desk for a lanyard, inserted the badge into a plastic holder and handed it to Stephanie.

“Keep this with you at all times, please.”

“Of course,” Stephanie said, prepared to guard it with her life.

“Now, please remove your jacket because there are several security checks I have to carry out.”

“Oh yes, of course,” Stephanie said and did as she was told, very conscious of the way her heavy breasts bounced and jiggled with her every movement even though she had worn a very pretty half-cup lace bra under her blouse.

“Unbutton your blouse and, if your bra opens at the front, unhook it?”

“Errr,” Stephanie started to say, flustered by the unusual request. “Is that necessary, I mean -?”

“Ms. Harding I repeat, this is standard procedure,” Eric said sharply. “All new members of staff are checked to make sure they are not carrying miniature cameras or recording devices anywhere about their person. The theft of proprietary software is a crime costing companies billions of dollars and a global problem, not just for TransTech.”

“Goodness,” Stephanie said feeling a little intimidated by Eric’s formal manner and she reminded herself about making a good impression although her fingers were trembling as she opened the buttons of her blouse and slipped it off then reached for the clasp of her bra, unhooking it to bare the creamy white globes of her massive breasts which jiggled free, her nipples standing up stiff. Stephanie suddenly realized the lips of her cunt were slippery with her oozing cream and she colored slightly at her body’s reaction to the statuesque black man, forcing herself to be professional and not glance down to see if his prick was erect.

Eric reached out and cupped his hands under her breasts, lifting them slightly and bending his head so he could check there was nothing concealed under the undersides from Stephanie’s nipples to her ribcage. She had to force herself to stifle a soft moan as she felt his warm breath on her sensitive skin, especially when Eric opened his lips and sucked first one nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the bud and gently biting it and then did the same to the other.

“Oh,” she said and was about to add, “That feels nice,” but Eric’s eyes meeting hers showed he was only doing his job and not taking pleasure in suckling the huge globes.

Eric released her nipple for a moment so he could say, “I hope my hands are not too cold,” and then went back to mouthing her nipples at the same time as he slid one huge hand under the front of Stephanie’s skirt and up to between her legs, his fingers cupping the bulge of her mons. Stephanie found it impossible to stifle a little squeal when Eric worked one of his fingers between the creamy-wet lips of her cunt and what felt like a very long way into the hole, and then squealed again when she felt his other hand slide under the back of her skirt, travel up her thigh and glide over the dimples of her buttocks and between the furrow to locate her tiny anus. Just as he had with her pussy Eric slid a long muscular finger past the tight opening and worked it as far as he could reach into her rectum.

Plowed fore and aft, her breath harsh in her chest as her breasts, her nipples and areolae enveloped by Eric’s suckling mouth, Stephanie knew she should remain professional and not allow herself to climax but the fingers invading her pussy and asshole just seemed to find every sensitive nerve ending and fill her up so full that she felt as if she was being double fucked, her legs trembling as a hugely pleasurable orgasm burst deep in her belly making her slump forward which forced even more of her succulent breast flesh between the black man’s lips fastened on her nipples.

Time and again Stephanie bucked and shuddered in climax, very embarrassed because she knew her cream was pouring out of her cunthole impaled on Eric’s fingers, thick liquid dripping onto the carpet beneath her. If her rectum had anything to give up she was sure it would have slid out onto the floor so thorough was the black man’s search for hidden cameras or listening devices hidden deep in her sexual orifices.

At last Eric stopped moving his fingers and slowly removed them. Without speaking he brought both fingers to Stephanie’s lips and she opened her mouth and sucked them clean, her eyes meeting his.

“I hope you understand such checks are absolutely essential,” he said, nodding at her.

“Oh yes, of course,” Stephanie said. “I understand completely.”

“Excellent,” Eric said and moved over to the desk where he opened a drawer and extracted a thin black cable attached to a small electronic device and a tube of lubricant. “Now, would you please kneel on the couch with your back toward me, your arms braced against the back, your breasts, still naked please, hanging down?”

Stephanie felt a little nervous, wondering what the Head of Security could possibly want to do to her in that position. But, as before, she decided it was best not to argue as the last thing she wanted was for Eric to pick up the phone and complain to her father’s PA that she was refusing to be co-operative.

But she did manage to say as she glanced at the black cable, “Please, what is that for?”

“Were you afraid I was about to do something inappropriate with this?” Eric said, shaking his head in disbelief at Stephanie’s presumption. “I must assure you, Ms. Harding, I endeavor to remain professional at all times. This is simply an endoscopy camera on the end of a cable which I shall insert into your vagina and then your rectum to view the furthest recesses I was unable to reach. The lubricant is to assist its passage. Female criminals have been known to secrete recording devices very deep within their bodies so I assume you have no objection?”

“Oh no, of course not. I just wish Daddy had warned me,” Stephanie said, aware she sounded like a little girl she was so taken aback by the huge black man’s crisp manner, so different from what she expected when she first arrived and thought him handsome and friendly as she shook her hand.

A moment later she let out a soft sigh as Eric pushed the cable, lubricated with gel, into her back passage. It was small and thin so caused her no discomfort other than being embarrassing knowing that first every inch of her rectum and then her bowels would be visible for the Head of Security’s inspection. But then, quite quickly, the cable was withdrawn.

Stephanie expected to be told she could stand and get dressed but suddenly she felt Eric’s hands on the cheeks of her bottom pulling them open. She turned her head to see the black man was standing with his trousers pushed down round his ankles, the biggest cock she had ever seen, glistening with lube, jutting from his groin and pointing directly at her rosehole.

“That’s not a camera, Mr. Connors!” Stephanie squealed but to no avail: she felt the head of Eric’s cock push against her tiny asshole with a relentless pressure, forcing the muscle to open wider than it ever had before. “Oh – OHHH,” she cried and squirmed forward in an effort to expel the monster cock invading her ass but Eric held her steady and first his glans and then the first few inches of his shaft entered her bottom.

Stephanie breathed in, desperate to relax her back passage, but it was extremely difficult because Eric’s cock felt like a flagpole being pushed along her rectal walls. She had never in her life felt anything like it as he worked his prick into her body until his balls were flush with the lips of her cunt, her cream pouring out over the huge black globes as if putting a lie to the belief she might be intimidated by being fucked in the ass by what she guessed was nearly a foot of big, black cock.

Despite herself Stephanie bucked and spasmed, the huge prick setting off an intense orgasm deep in her cunt. Eric could not have failed to notice because he started to thrust harder into Stephanie’s asshole, grinding his prick in her bowels on the instroke and then withdrawing until only his glans was clasped tight by her anal sphincter. How she managed not to pass out Stephanie had no idea but she held on, her pleasure increasing when Eric leaned forward so he could reach under her body and fondle her breasts at the same time as he fucked her ass, his fingers kneading her nipples and sending thrills of delight down her spine to the innermost pleasure centers of her body.

Stephanie screamed and came; struggled for breath and then came again. Suddenly she felt the huge cock in her ass swell even larger and she knew she was about to feel gushes of hot liquid flood her bowels as Eric climaxed. And so it proved: he gasped out, “Ms. Harding, I hope you understand I need to carry out very thorough investigations of new female members of staff!” and then he grunted in ecstasy as he arched his back which forced every millimeter of his prick into Stephanie’s back passage, grinding his glans into the contents of her bowels as he emptied his balls deep into her body.

Finally Eric must have decided he had investigated Stephanie as much as necessary and he withdrew his prick from her ass, reaching down for his trousers and pulling them up his legs, buckling his belt while Stephanie dressed to make herself presentable, very aware that it felt as if a gallon of cum was about to leak out of her distended anus.

“I hope I managed to satisfy all your security concerns, Mr. Connors,” Stephanie said as she reached for her attaché case.

“Absolutely,” Eric Connors said, holding the door open for her.

Stephanie started to walk past him when he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“Ms. Harding?”

“Yes?”

“It will be necessary for me to carry out thorough checks that you are not concealing a camera or listening device every morning when you arrive. Is that understood?”

“Perfectly, Mr. Connors,” Stephanie said and she scurried off to find the lift that would take her to her father’s office, very much in need of a comforting daddy hug as she found herself wondering why it was she never thought to object when a man was molesting her…?

Chapter Two

Stephanie sat on the couch in her father’s office eating a tuna mayo sandwich on granary bread and drinking an iced frappé from the Starbucks next to his offices. She had decided she must move on from the unexpected sexual situation she found herself in on arrival and was looking forward to attending her first TransTech board meeting. Her father was talking to the Chief Financial Officer, Fiona Owens, and had promised to join Stephanie for lunch but she doubted he would be free and so started without him.

Spread out in front of her were glossy brochures which told prospective clients and investors about TransTech without going into too much detail. She thought that was clever because it meant anyone interested what TransTech could do for them would have to talk to her father and he was astute enough never to let a sales opportunity slip through his hands.

Stephanie was just wondering if she could lie back on the couch and close her eyes for a moment when the door suddenly opened and Arlene Davis, her father’s PA, walked in. Arlene walked across to place a folder of letters for signature on her daddy’s desk and glanced across at Stephanie who managed to smile even though she was very ill-at-ease with her daddy’s beautiful but aloof assistant.

“Do you have everything you require, Ms. Harding?” Arlene asked.

“Oh yes, thank you,” Stephanie said. She was about to ask whether her father would be free any time soon when Arlene walked toward her.

“Are you sure?” Arlene said in a low, unpleasant voice. “You wouldn’t like twelve inches of hard black cock shoved up your asshole?”

“I’m sorry?” Stephanie said, feeling the color drain from her face.

“Oh I know Eric Connors would have carried out a ‘security check’ on you this morning; he does that to all the new female staff members, especially the ones who have enormous tits and plump little asses like you. Is that where he fucked you, up your asshole?”

“I don’t know that – ” Stephanie started to say but Arlene interrupted her.

“Whether to admit you loved what he did or to ask how I dare speak to you like this? Well, Ms. Fat Tits, I happen to care very much for your father and I don’t think he deserves a promiscuous little bitch like you for a daughter.”

Stephanie felt tears well up in her eyes and she wanted desperately to run to her daddy and tell him the terrible things this horrible woman said to her but she knew she dare not. Her father might have been in charge but there was no doubt Arlene was the power behind the throne, ensuring he was always on time and properly prepared for every business meeting and phone call. So Stephanie did the only thing she could, she covered her face with her hands in an effort to hide.

But it did no good.

“Let me see,” Arlene said and Stephanie realized the PA was now standing less than twelve inches from the tips of her breasts.

“I’m sorry?” she said, peeking round her fingers.

“Lean back on the couch,” Arlene said as if she was talking to a ten-year-old. “Slide your hands under your thighs and lift your legs in the air so I can examine your freshly fucked little asshole.”

“I can’t – ” Stephanie started to say but then reeled when Arlene’s hand shot out and slapped her across the breast. Then, before Stephanie could react or cry out, she did it to the other one.

“DO IT,” the woman hissed and Stephanie realized firstly that she had no choice, secondly that there was no sign of her daddy coming to rescue her which Arlene probably already knew, and thirdly that Arlene was barking mad and able to hide it very well.

Stephanie, desperate not to have her breasts slapped again or, more painfully, across the face because she expected that would be next, did as she was told, deeply embarrassed as she leaned back to lift her legs up and into the air to display her cunt and asshole to Arlene’s searching gaze.

“Just as I suspected,” the woman said, kneeling down so her head was level with Stephanie’s anus, still slightly distended from the ferocious fucking she had received on arrival. “That’s Eric Connors’ spunk trickling from your asshole, isn’t it?”

“Ye – yes,” Stephanie managed to say, shocked and surprised when Arlene reached a finger out and scooped up a dollop of the creamy liquid leaking from Stephanie’s back passage.

“Mmm, delicious. But then black jism always is,” Arlene said as she licked her finger clean. “It’s a good job he didn’t fuck your cunt or you’d be nursing beautiful black baby boys with those huge boobs of yours nine months from now. Very fertile is our Mr. Connors…”

“Is he?” Stephanie said, thinking it best to humor the woman whose face was only a few inches from the slippery lips of her cunt.

Arlene must have realized the same thing because she suddenly put her hands on the back of Stephanie’s thighs to push her legs even further apart and sank her mouth over Stephanie’s anus, her tongue sliding into Stephanie’s rosehole with the avid greed of someone who adores the taste of semen that has recently been deposited in a young girl’s bowels.

Stephanie summoned up every ounce of willpower to protest at what was being done to her but it was no use: it felt too good and soothed the tenderness she felt from having had her anal sphincter stretched to capacity by Eric’s enormous cock. In fact, it reminded her of when Lucy did it to her at college after Henri had fucked her in the ass and Stephanie slid a buttplug into her bum so she could take back to Lucy the creamy treat her roommate craved. Lucy loved the delicious flavor and fragrance of sperm that had been injected into Stephanie’s bowels like an addict craving a fix.

Despite herself, Stephanie hoped Arlene would lick her clit and she moaned softly in ecstasy when Arlene suddenly moved her head up, dragging her tongue between the super-sensitive lips of Stephanie’s cunt to her clit which she suckled between her lips like a miniature cock. However crazy the woman might be Stephanie had to admit she was as skilled as Lucy in licking her creamy wet cunt and Stephanie felt her first orgasm of the afternoon burst deep in her pussy like a skyrocket, forcing her to increase the friction between her erect clit and Arlene’s lips.

“Dirty little bitch,” Arlene said, raising her face smeared with Stephanie’s cream and raising herself up so her lips met Stephanie’s in a passionate kiss, their tongues dueling, Stephanie loving the taste and scent of her pussy and asshole on the older woman’s nose, lips and chin.

“Please… Lick me again…?” Stephanie begged in her sweetest little girl’s voice and Arlene quickly resumed her oral lovemaking to Stephanie’s sensitive sex organs, licking her to another orgasm in seconds and then slurping up the cream that flowed as a result from Stephanie’s spasming pussywalls.

And then, just as suddenly as she had started her oral assault, Arlene stopped and got to her feet, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she checked her watch.

“Your father will be free in five minutes,” she said with a cold efficiency and left the room, leaving Stephanie still sprawled out on the couch holding her legs high and wide which she slowly lowered and then closed her eyes, falling asleep from sexual satiation whether it was accepted business practice or not.

*

Stephanie’s father returned at 1.30pm, apologizing for not having been able to join her for lunch.

“Hello darling,” he said with a smile, obviously pleased to see her in his office. “Did Arlene look after you?”

“Very well, thank you, Daddy,” Stephanie said with a bright smile, having enjoyed her refreshing little nap and then slipping into her father’s private bathroom to ensure she was presentable once more.

Her father sat on the couch next to her and leaned over and kissed her softly on the mouth. He cupped her breast in his hand, running his thumb back and forth over her instantly firm nipple. Stephanie let out a soft little moan of delight, her eyes meeting her daddy’s as she whispered, “Would you like that blowjob now? You must be very backed up…”

“No, it’s alright thank you, sweetheart, Fiona the CFO took care of it for me during our meeting,” her father said with a laugh and Stephanie smiled, only a little jealous at not being given her favorite tasty treat.

Stewart Harding walked across to the mini fridge behind his desk and took out a bottle of water, unscrewing the top and taking a big swig which made Stephanie wonder if her daddy had returned the favor to Fiona.

He sat back next to her on the couch and asked, “Sweetheart, do you know what a ‘honey trap’ is?”

“No, Daddy. Is it to do with insects?”

Her father laughed and said, “No, sweetheart. A honey trap is when a beautiful woman offers sexual favors in order to obtain sensitive business information. The person she entraps doesn’t realize they are being taken advantage of until it’s too late.”

“Oh,” Stephanie said, wondering why her daddy was asking her the question.

“Eric Connors is meeting a man for dinner this evening who claims hackers have penetrated our computer systems. He is willing to tell us who they are and, more importantly, identify what they’ve stolen but he wants money, a lot of money, and right now we need all our funds for further investment. Eric thinks the man might be amenable to receiving part payment in bitcoin and part in another way.”

“Another way?” Stephanie asked.

“Sex, darling. Eric would set everything up and then the honey trap would close on the man who’s trying to blackmail us.”

“Oh,” Stephanie said, still not sure why her daddy was telling her this.

He went on.

“You know you said you hoped to make a real contribution to the company, to be a valued member of TransTech’s staff?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Well, the best way you could do that would be to go with Eric and assist him in whatever way he thinks best.”

Suddenly everything fell into place in Stephanie’s mind. Her daddy wanted her to be the honey trap.

“OHH,” she said, unsure whether to be shocked or flattered he wanted her help. But she knew what a dutiful daughter would do.

“Of course, Daddy,” she said, nodding her head. “If it’s important for you and for TransTech, then you can count on me.”

“Thank you, darling,” her father said and leaned over to kiss her again. “I knew I could. Now, Eric will be here shortly to take you to Harvey Nichols department store. I want you to buy a new dress, something that shows off your figure with a nice, low neckline, tight enough so the man you’re going to meet will know you’re not wearing anything underneath. Is that alright?”

“Ooo, yes please,” Stephanie said happily. “I’ve been wearing scruffy clothes at college for so long it will be lovely to wear a nice slinky new dress.”

“Excellent,” her father said and stood up to answer the intercom on his desk when it buzzed and Arlene said, “Mr. Connors is here, sir.”

“Tell him to come in,” Stewart Harding said and then added to his daughter, “And remember, darling, lots of gorgeous cleavage on display. Okay?”

“Perfect,” Stephanie said and smiled with delight even though she felt a little nervous she would not only be going shopping but also out to dinner with the statuesque black man who fucked her in the ass within minutes of her arrival…

*

“TransTech and your father are delighted you are able to help us, Ms. Harding,” Eric Connors said as he climbed into the taxi and sat next to Stephanie. “Buying you a new dress is the least we could do to thank you.”

Stephanie looked at him and did her best to smile. This gorgeous black man, who positively radiated masculine hormones which made her heart race, her hands tremble and her cunt gush like a waterfall, had spurted what felt like a gallon of sperm from his twelve-inch-long thick cock into her asshole without her permission just a few hours earlier. Yet here he was now, being charming and respectful which made Stephanie so flustered she could only say, “Oh please, call me Stephanie,” feeling like she was a giddy schoolgirl sexually attracted to a new teacher.

“I remember you prefer not to wear underwear,” Eric said, reaching into his pocket. “But department stores like you to wear something if you try on dresses so I brought along something suitable?”

Stephanie saw Eric was holding a tiny thong and she said, “Oh yes, of course. I’ll put it on in the changing room.”

“Oh there’s no need to wait,” he said, leaning down and taking hold of her left foot, sliding the thong over the shoe to her ankle and then reaching for the other one. Stephanie was too surprised to do it for herself or object so when he slid the tiny garment up to her pussy she raised her bottom off the cab’s seat so he could work the string between the cheeks of her ass and slide the tiny triangle into place over the bulge of her smooth-shaven mons.

“Th – thank you,” she stammered and then blushed furiously when Eric stroked his fingers along the length of her slit through the material then slid his long middle finger up to the knuckle into the creamy wet depths of her cunt.

“Fits perfectly,” he said softly, his mouth only inches from hers, his eyes hooded with lust as he gently worked his finger back and forth, the scent of Stephanie’s arousal filling her nose making her wonder if the driver was watching what Eric was doing to her.

“Yes, it does,” Stephanie moaned, her nipples hard under her blouse, her asshole twitching in anticipation, a loud slurping noise clearly audible as Eric slowly masturbated her. Stephanie was only seconds from coming when the taxi suddenly stopped and the driver called out, “Harvey Nicks, guv,” at which Eric slowly withdrew his finger, brought it to his mouth and licked the thick liquid of Stephanie’s cunt cream from the digit then followed her out the door so he could lean in and pay. Stephanie felt a hot flush of embarrassment when she saw the driver wink at the handsome black man and she knew he had been watching what Eric was doing to her.

“Ladies fashions and then the shoe department for some matching high-heel pumps, I think,” Eric said, giving Stephanie his broadest smile as he held the door open for her.

Stephanie followed him into the lift, doing her best to control her heartbeat and stop her breasts from rising and falling quite so noticeably under her blouse. Her bosom felt even fuller and heavier than usual, her nipples aching to be suckled hard by the tall, muscular black man standing next to her and she almost moaned aloud, feeling as if Eric was taking up all the air in the elevator and that nothing less than mouth-to-breast resuscitation would make her feel better.

But the Head of Security for TransTech was all formality and courtesy as he escorted her to the women’s fashion department and explained to the waiting assistant he had come to buy his boss’s daughter an expensive evening dress, emphasizing the word expensive to impress the woman who, Stephanie decided, need no encouragement to do that as her tongue was almost hanging out.

Unsure what she was looking for but determined to find it without the assistant’s help who, as it turned out, was avidly listening to Eric whispering in her ear, her fingers involuntarily between her legs, Stephanie looked through the racks for dresses in her size. She picked up a black minidress with a V-neck that she quite liked but could see there were prettier dresses on the expensive rack. She was unsure what to do when a big black hand very gently settled on her shoulder and led her over to where silk and satin replaced cotton and let out a little ‘ooo’ noise of delight when he held up a bright red silk minidress with thin spaghetti straps supporting a scoop neck bodice.

Stephanie was unsure whether the dress would cover the upper slopes of her breasts but Eric simply handed it to her along with the black one, pointed her toward the changing room and then walked across to talk to the assistant again leaving Stephanie, unsure and upset whether he wanted to be with her choosing dresses or propositioning the beautiful blonde assistant, to enter the changing room.

The black dress did look nice but, despite having a short skirt that highlighted her legs, the dress underplayed her greatest asset: her sumptuous boobs. Both her father and Henri were boob men, they worshipped her huge breasts when they made love to her almost as much as they worshipped the tiny orifice between her buttocks.

Suddenly Eric’s deep dark voice came from the other side of the changing room door which surprised her as she thought only women were allowed in the female changing area.

“Well, do I get a fashion show?”

“Oh yes, of course,” Stephanie said, not wishing to be ungrateful for the generosity being shown to her. She stepped out and was nonplussed to see Eric shaking his head.

“Nice but no cigar,” he said, reaching out to cup her breasts and press them together so her boobs resembled two balloons fighting to get out of the V-neckline. The touch of Eric’s hand sent Stephanie’s libido soaring and she shivered with desire but Eric seemed oblivious and said, “No. Try the red one please.”

Stephanie disappeared back behind the curtain and shimmied the black dress off, putting it carefully back on a hanger. As she did so she caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror, naked except for the thong. She giggled to herself as she saw that the material of the thong was dark from being soaked with her cream and was about to reach out for the red dress to slip it on when Eric suddenly appeared behind her, his hands sliding under her arms to cup her breasts, his body pressed against hers from the back. She could feel the flagpole steeliness of his cock between her buttocks and she gasped in surprise, “Whaaa -?” worried in case the assistant appeared and insisted they leave or she would call store security.

“I charmed her and then slipped her a twenty,” Eric whispered in Stephanie’s ear. “I need to have you now. Bend forward with your hands on the mirror so you can watch yourself being fucked.”

Stephanie gasped with surprise and arousal, doing as instructed. All she could think of was the pole pressed in between the cheeks of her ass and she wondered which hole Eric would plunder first. Her answer came when she felt him fumble with the buckle of his belt and push his pants down round his ankles baring the thick length of his cock. He hooked his fingers in the string of the thong and pulled it to the side then bent his knees so the head of his prick, cum oozing from the tip, was pointing up between her legs. A moment later and Stephanie had to bite into the ball of her thumb to stop from crying out in pleasure as twelve inches of hard black prick slid between the lips of her cunt and glided along the tight wet channel until the head was lodged in her womb.

“Gonna fuck your cunt then I’m going back in the asshole I raped his morning, Daddy’s Girl, then I’m going to force my cock straight from your bowels into your mouth and make you swallow down my cum,” he said and Stephanie moaned, her eyes rolling up in her head as Eric began to fuck her, his thrusts shallow at first and then harder and deeper as her cunt adjusted to being impaled on a monster of a black dick. “You want that, don’t you?” and Stephanie could only nod helplessly, her breasts bouncing up and down on her chest as she felt the delicious sensation of her first orgasm rushing toward her.

Time and again Eric bent his knees to withdraw his cock and then thrust it back into Stephanie’s overflowing pussy. She could see her cream trickling down the inside of her thighs and wanted to scream aloud in pleasure but she dared not and finally let go off her hand, teeth marks visible on the skin, and cupped one of her breasts, bringing it up to her mouth so she could suckle the taut nipple and stifle her screams of ecstasy with her velvet-soft breastflesh.

Stephanie knew she ought to object that TransTech’s Head of Security, a man she barely knew, was openly molesting her once again, that he had already fucked her once that day, the huge prick plowing her cunt fucking her much tighter back passage but there was just something so overwhelming masculine about the big handsome black man Stephanie felt powerless to resist. She was being fucked by a huge black prick in the changing room of one of Manchester’s leading department stores and she had to struggle not to cry out in ecstasy as she climaxed, jamming her boob even harder into her mouth.

She knew Eric would tell from the flood of her cream coating his deeply buried dick that she had come and he did; withdrawing his prick, slippery with her cunt cream, so he could close his fingers round the shaft and position the tip against Stephanie’s tiny anus, quivering with excitement and anticipation that it was about to be invaded. Since Henri had introduced her to the pleasure of taking a cock in her back passage, a pleasure she delighted in sharing with her father, Stephanie had graduated to becoming an avid anal slut and there was nothing she enjoyed more than to feel a man’s prick grinding into her asshole followed by the incredible pleasure of having him spurt his hot, gooey cum into her bowels.

All Eric had to do was straighten his legs, his muscular thighs and hips taking the strain, forcing the head of his cock past the tight muscle of Stephanie’s anal sphincter followed by the shaft sliding slowly into her rectum. Stephanie breathed deep, forcing herself to relax: both her father and Henri had large cocks but neither were anywhere near in length and thickness the statuesque black man’s equal. Eric’s prick felt like a flagpole being pushed into Stephanie’s back passage and she raised herself on tiptoes as if trying to escape being impaled before she lowered herself down until she felt Eric’s balls, as big and heavy as lemons, slap against the slick lips of her cunt.

“Oh god, oh fuck,” Stephanie mumbled around the areola she was suckling having changed one breast for the other to give them equal stimulation. She felt as if her bowels were stuffed full, as if every sensation in her body was being stimulated by the glans sunk deep in her colon as a prelude to being buggered once again which happened when Eric flexed his knees and slid his cock out a few inches and then thudded it, hard and deep, back into Stephanie’s asshole. At the same time he moved one hand between her legs, his skilled fingers finding her clit which he softly stroked one moment and then rolled between his two middle fingers the next increasing Stephanie’s pleasure even more and making her buck and spasm in orgasm, her mind so fogged with pleasure she lost count of how many times she had come.

But Eric had not, yet, despite the hard thrusts and soft grinding motions he made with his prick in Stephanie’s back passage until suddenly he groaned in her ear, “On your knees, baby. Get ready for this…” and Stephanie did as she was told as he slid his prick from her distended asshole, turning toward him and opening her mouth. Eric’s prick hovered in the air above her, the scent of her cunt and now her asshole rising from his balls making her wonder if the fragrance was so strong because he was still carrying the scent of when he fucked her in the ass in his office first thing in the morning. Stephanie found she did not care, did not care that she was almost naked and on her knees in a changing room where anyone could walk in and see what she was about to do, she cared only for giving the handsome black man the pleasure of spurting his sperm down her welcoming throat.

And that is exactly what happened. Eric stepped forward, sliding his cock between Stephanie’s lips, over her tongue and pushed it deep into the back of her throat, his legs trembling as he spasmed and shook, his sperm gushing out a mass of thick creamy liquid. As Eric’s sperm slid down her gullet, Stephanie found she enjoyed swallowing it so much she didn’t care whether the man now fucking her face had forced her into submission or not: she was happy suckling the prick filling her mouth, giving Eric the ecstasy of holding her face against his groin as he emptied his balls until there was no more left for him to give, for now at least.

When he was done Eric helped Stephanie to her feet. If he had been her Daddy or Henri he would have kissed her to share the taste of his sperm and thank her but Eric simply nodded curtly and stepped out of the cubicle leaving Stephanie to try on the dress which fitted perfectly. She slipped back into her skirt, blouse, jacket and work shoes and went to hand the dress over so Eric could pay, looking forward to buying the matching shoes from the footwear department.

Chapter Three

Eric had arranged for Stephanie to be taken home after their shopping expedition so she could take a long bath, shave her legs and mons and apply her makeup. A car would be picking her up at 7.30; her daddy was due home at 4pm and she was looking forward to giving him a fashion show. She knew that of course the dress would give him a huge erection but if she already had her makeup on she would have to give him a raincheck on a blowjob or allowing him access to her other two holes, something she hated to do when she loved him more than any other man in her life and that included Henri.

Lying back in the bath Stephanie realized she was no longer the innocent girl who was shocked when men fondled her breasts, fingered her pussy and then fucked her. In one day she had been anally probed, licked to orgasm by her father’s secretary and fucked in the cunt and ass in a changing room and she had loved every minute. Being a honey trap sounded mysterious and exciting, something only a sexually mature woman could handle, and Stephanie felt little thrums of arousal deep in her pussy, her breasts sensitive to her touch, aching to be suckled. She wanted, needed to be fucked in all three holes and she hoped it would be by the handsome black man with the massive cock and seemingly inexhaustible supply of sperm in his balls.

Stephanie emerged from the tub, water dripping from her breasts which were extremely sensitive after the prolonged suckling her nipples had received in the department store changing room. She had smiled sweetly at the assistant as she left with Eric, smug in the knowledge that the tall handsome black man had spurted his seed down Stephanie’s throat not the assistant’s although the woman would no doubt console herself with the thought of the commission she would earn from selling the dress which cost over £2000. Reaching for the almond-scented shampoo she liked, Stephanie washed her hair and then finished off her toilette with the shave foam and a safety razor. She felt deliciously clean, refreshed and ready for what the evening brought.

In her bedroom Stephanie lay down on her bed and opened her legs, her fingers seeking the sensitive bud of her clit already standing up proud at the apex of her cuntlips. Stephanie imagined she was about to fucked by Henri who would be travelling up to Manchester to see her in just under a fortnight, the first opportunity he had to get away from college where he was running vacation courses for mature postgraduate students. In her mind’s eye Stephanie could see herself lying on her bed within minutes of his arrival, her fiancé’s prick fucking her cunt and then her ass as their tongues intertwined, every muscle in Henri’s naked body straining as he fucked them both to a state of blissful, sweaty, sperm-slick satiation.

“Baby?” she heard her father call out.

Stephanie replied, “In here!” thrilled that her daddy was home because, however much she enjoyed stroking herself, her fingers were no match for what was on offer from her beloved father.

“Hello sweetheart,” he said, opening her bedroom door to be greeted by the sight of his daughter’s pretty pink pussylips being held apart by the fingers of one of her hands, the other stroking slowly over the bud of her clit standing up fiery red with her arousal. “My god that is a sight to see after a long day the office,” he breathed and began to undress.

“Would you like me to shower first?” he asked as he peeled off his briefs and dropped them on the floor.

“Nope,” Stephanie said. “I want that in whatever hole you’d like to fuck,” and she pointed at his prick and then brought her fingers, slick with her cream, to her mouth to savor the flavor of her own arousal.

“Turn over then and up on all fours,” her father said and Stephanie giggled with delight as she did what he asked, pushing her breasts against the coverlet and wiggling her bottom in the air to ensure his prick was as hard as it could be from the thought that it was his own daughter, his little girl, he was about to fuck.

Stephanie’s father climbed onto the bed and knelt between her legs. He leaned forward and took her buttocks in his hands opening her cheeks.

“Goodness, your little rosehole has seen some action today, hasn’t it?” he said and Stephanie shivered with delight as she felt his hot breath close to the sensitive nerve endings in her anus.

“Your Head of Security’s big black cock has been in my bumhole twice today, Daddy,” she said, pretending to be upset. “He put his massive dick in my bottom when I arrived because he said he had to search me really thoroughly for listening devices and then he did it again when he took me to Harvey Nichols to choose a dress! He bribed the sales assistant so he could come in my cubicle and fuck me in all three holes! He did really nasty things to your little girl with that twelve-inch monster he has between his legs and when he’d finished he spurted so much cum down my throat I thought I’d drown…”

“That’s Eric,” her father said with a soft chuckle, making Stephanie moan with delight as he notched the head of his cock in the opening of her cunt and slowly slid the length deep into her body, the tight walls creamy with her arousal as he spread them wide. “He does that to all the new female members of staff. But I’ve never known him to fuck a girl in the ass before. He must have really wanted to do that to you…”

“Nasty man,” Stephanie said and then let out a soft whimper of delight at the deliciously sensual way her daddy was fucking her slowly but deeply, each thrust of his cock finding the sensitive nerve endings deep in her body that brought her unbelievable pleasure. Oh god, she thought, she was going to hell because she absolutely adored incestuous sex with her own father.

Stephanie could not remember when she had been so aroused by simply being fucked instead of pounded into the mattress or, when Henri or Eric did it, plowed front and then back. Her daddy just seemed to sense that she wanted to be made love to, to be cherished, to be given pleasure which she would then delight in returning. And she knew exactly what would give her daddy the greatest pleasure.

“Let me turn over,” she purred.

Her father didn’t speak, he didn’t need to. He slid his cock free and waited while Stephanie turned onto her back, reaching down to slide her hands under her thighs so she could lift her legs into the air, spreading them wide. “You do it,” she whispered and her father smiled, knowing what she wanted.

He reached down and flattened his palms against her thighs to push them a little further back which lifted her bottom higher.

“I love it when you’ve just had a bath,” he murmured, his eyes locked on the tiny entrance between his daughter’s splayed asscheeks. “Your rosehole is pretty and pink and perfect, just a little bit abraded to show it’s been fucked which is so erotic because it means you love being fucked back there.”

“I do,” Stephanie said in a voice thick with lust. “But I love it best when you do it because you’re always so considerate, making sure I enjoy it as much as you do. It was amazing having Eric’s cock buried deep in my bowels but it was just him fucking my ass, not me offering my rosehole to someone I love.”

“Oh god, baby,” her father said, leaning down so he could kiss her with the fervor of the man to whom she had willingly surrendered her virginity all those years ago, first that of her cunt then her mouth and later, after Henri had fucked her ass for the first time, her bottom. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that segued into the ardor of lovers about to become one: her moved his mouth from his daughter’s lips to her breasts, his mouth opening to envelop the softness of her breasts, tonguing her nipples at the same time as he raised his hips to bring his cock in line with her rosehole.

Stephanie reached down to position his glans on the entrance and then let out a deep sigh of excitement and delight as her father’s cock slid past the muscle and slowly traveled along her rectal walls until the tip was buried in the contents of her bowels, reminding her she needed to give herself an enema before dressing for dinner.

Very slowly, pacing himself as he closed his teeth on the stiffness of first one nipple and then the other making Stephanie cry out with the blissful sensation, her father began to fuck her bottom, flexing the muscles of his ass to drive his cock deep into her asshole then relaxing so her rectal walls tried to squeeze out the intruder before being forced to open again as he slid back in. Time and again he hunched against her so his balls slapped against the furrow of her upturned ass, time and again he set off tiny thrills of delicious sensation inside her cunt so she felt delightfully liquid, overwhelmed by the sense of opening herself to incestuous love, gifting her daddy by allowing him to plunder the deepest recesses of her body.

“Oh Daddy, OH YESS!” she suddenly cried, her climax catching her by surprise it was so intense and so sudden. Her father paused for just a second and then hunched his hips so he could grind his cock in her bowels, mouthing her nipples at the same time as he did so which made Stephanie arch her back up, her whole body spasming in orgasmic ecstasy as thick warm liquid squirted from her cunthole onto her father’s taut belly.

“Come for me Daddy,” Stephanie begged him, desperate for him to experience the same overwhelmingly pleasurable sensations she was, her asshole milking her daddy’s prick to force him into emptying his balls into her body.

But then her father took her by surprise. He released her breasts from his suckling mouth, slid his cock free of her asshole and clambered up her body so he was straddling her chest, his ejaculating prick poised above her face so all Stephanie had to do was open her mouth and start swallowing as a flood of creamy goodness erupted from the head, her lips milking him into her throat to slide down her gullet and pool in her belly.

“Ah, FUCK!!” he cried from the intense pleasure of being sucked at the same time as he was emptying his balls until Stephanie knew she had drained him dry and could snuggle into his side for a short nap before she needed to take another quick shower and get dressed for her evening assignation with Eric and the mysterious stranger caught in TransTech’s honey trap.

*

“You look stunning, baby,” Stephanie’s father said as she appeared in the living room made up, wearing the beautiful dress and the matching shoes.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she said. “Do I look the part? A proper femme fatale?”

“No man could resist you,” he said, smiling broadly as she leaned down and gave him a light peck on the cheek, reluctant to smear her lipstick by her lips meeting his. Then his expression became serious. “I’ll be up when you get back, whatever time it is,” he said. “I’ve given Eric instructions I don’t want you to spend the night even if the guy asks you to or demands it. I would rather we walk away from the deal than put you in harm’s way and god knows what the guy might do to you if he thought he could spend the night being creative…”

“That sounds scary,” Stephanie said, a little shudder going through her which her father noticed.

“Baby, Eric will be there all the time. He won’t leave you for a moment.”

Stephanie could not hide her surprise. “Even when the guy wants his ‘reward’?”

“Yes. He will tell the guy he likes to watch and masturbate. The guy will just have to accept that whether he likes it or not. And it will be quite diverting for you to see his hand going up and down that twelve-inch monster. Arlene tells me it’s quite a sight when he comes.”

Aware she had not actually seen Eric come, only felt his hot thick sperm flood her bowels and slide down the back of her throat, Stephanie smiled at her father. “Mmm, that sounds fun,” she purred. And then it was her turn to look serious. “Thank you, Daddy. I feel safer knowing Eric will be there.”

“Do you think I would let any harm come to my baby girl?” her father said in mock indignation but with an undertone of concern.

“No, Daddy, of course not,” Stephanie said, bending so low her breasts almost fell out of the dress’s bodice, the thin straps under severe strain from the sumptuous weight. “And that’s why I adore you,” she added and then, hearing the sound of a car horn from outside, she picked up her clutch bag and blew her father a kiss as she went to join Eric and his guest for dinner.

*

The taxi pulled up outside a Greek restaurant in a side street in the city center and Stephanie got out, thanking the driver who said cheekily, “You look good enough to eat darlin’,” and gave her a thumbs-up sign before driving off. She smiled, pleased he thought so.

She opened the door and Eric, who must have been watching for her to arrive, got up from a stool at the bar and walked across to her. His eyes widened as he took in how much of her breasts were revealed by the dress and the weight the bodice straps were expected to carry.

“He’s going to love you,” he said. “He’s already here, sitting in a secluded booth in the corner.”

Stephanie glanced at Eric, wondering why he used the word secluded but she expected she would find out shortly. She followed as Eric led the way.

The man sitting in the booth eyed Eric warily as he approached and then stared in open admiration at Stephanie. He held out his hand which Eric shook, then did the same to Stephanie. “Christos Niarchos,” he said.

“David West,” Eric said and Stephanie added, “Susan Jameson.”

“Are any of our names real, I wonder?” the Greek man said with a laugh.

“Does it matter?” Eric said, smiling at him.

“I guess not,” said Christos. “I would like it if you sat between us, Susan?”

“Of course,” Stephanie said and sat down. She guessed the Greek man was in his late thirties. He was handsome, elegantly dressed and smelled of sandalwood and lemons; Stephanie realized immediately she was as sexually attracted to him as she was to Eric and the prospect made her pussylips delightfully slippery from her instant arousal.

Christos leaned toward her and whispered, “You have such beautiful breasts. You are my reward, no?”

“Perhaps,” said Eric, his face impassive. “Susan works for us so she wants what I want.”

A waitress appeared and handed them menus, took drinks orders and nodded when Christos ordered a bottle of Santo Assyrtiko, a white wine from Santorini where he was born. “Like mother’s milk to me,” he said with a laugh.

Stephanie decided she would try a gin and tonic. She never normally drank but she needed something to calm her libido and she guessed her father’s favorite drink would do the trick. The waitress appeared, handed the drink with ice and lemon to Stephanie, a whisky and soda to Eric, and a Mythos lager beer to Christos who said, “I call you when we’re ready to order, okay?”

Suddenly thirsty, Stephanie poured all the tonic into her glass and took a sip: it was delicious and she realized she was enjoying herself. Wine, delicious food, intrigue: it was like a spy novel and she found it extremely exciting and arousing to be ‘Susan Jameson’.

Christos must have read her body language because he laid his hand on her exposed thigh under the table, stroking the smooth skin exposed by the short hem of her dress, his fingers slowly edging upward which made Stephanie’s breathing rasp in her throat, her breasts noticeably rising and falling beneath the low neckline.

“Now, Mr. West,” he said with a sly smile. “You wish to know who has been spying on your computer systems like a thief in the night, taking little bits here, little bits there…”

Eric nodded, his face set.

“Yes,” he said.

“And in return for what I know?”

Eric reached into his jacket pocket and took out an envelope. He passed it to Christos who removed his stroking hand from Stephanie’s thigh and opened it. He read the note inside and then took out a gold pen from his inside pocket and wrote down a series of numbers, replacing the paper in the envelope and passing it back to Eric who slipped it back in his jacket. Stephanie assumed it was the price Christos wanted TransTech to pay for what he knew.

“I will take your request to TransTech’s CEO,” Eric said and sipped his drink.

“Excellent,” Christos said, nodding and reached his hand under the table again but this time much bolder, sliding his fingers under Stephanie’s dress to the lips of her pussy and working them open which made her gasp at the suddenness of the intimate invasion.

When he discovered how wet she was Christos smiled at her. “You do not find what I am doing unpleasant, Ms. Jameson?” he asked.

“No,” Stephanie said coolly which was the truth, especially as the Greek man was so adept at gently fondling her erect clit while he worked his fingers back and forth in her slippery pussylips.

“And if I did this at the same time?” Christos asked, using his free hand to reach into the neckline of Stephanie’s dress and expose one of her breasts. He bent his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth, rasping his tongue over the taut tip which sent delicious shivers through Stephanie’s body and made her cunt even creamier.

Stephanie felt she ought to protest as she was finger-fucked and had her breasts suckled in plain view of anyone passing. She looked at Eric in confusion and then down at Christos’ head.

“Should you -?” as if to ask the man, ‘be doing this?’ but Eric only shrugged and Christos stopped for as long as it took him to say, “They know me here. They will not bother us until I signal they are ready,” and then exposed Stephanie’s other breast so she was sitting topless, seconds away from her first orgasm of the night brought on by the increasingly forceful movements of Christos’ fingers moving back and forth between her legs.

If Stephanie thought Christos making love to her in public was pleasurable and extremely erotic she was overwhelmed when Eric suddenly reached a hand down her back and pushed it under her bottom, his finger seeking the entrance to her ass. A moment later it was lubricated with the cream pouring from her pussy and she was being invaded by strong male fingers front and back, Eric’s working his finger past her sphincter and as far as he could reach into her receptive rectum.

Powerless to resist the onrush of her orgasm, Stephanie bucked and spasmed which made the walls of her back passage squeeze tight round Eric’s buried finger and her bare breasts almost smother Christos, the big globes jiggling up and down in response to the intensity of her climax. At last the pleasure began to ebb and Christos sat up, his mouth wet with saliva and he carefully lifted Stephanie’s breasts back into her dress, withdrawing his finger and licking it clean as did Eric.

Stephanie blushed when the statuesque black man did that, glad she had taken the trouble to give herself an enema after her daddy fucked her in the ass, although she suspected Eric would enjoy the scent and flavor of her back passage whether she had or not.

Christos signaled for the waitress who walked across and recommended the chef’s specialties of the day. She glanced at Stephanie and smiled but gave no sign she had seen the impromptu sex session that had just taken place for which Stephanie was grateful.

Aware the three of them could hardly sit silent until the food arrived, Eric seemingly unwilling to take his negotiation with Christos forward, the Greek equally unwilling to say more, Stephanie asked Christos to tell her about his homeland and, to her surprise, he was both knowledgeable and interesting on the subject. He made her laugh and made sure she stayed aroused by telling her about his incestuous relationship with his mother and sisters, replacing his father in their beds when the older man, the captain of an ocean-going trawler, drowned after being caught in a perfect storm and his boat capsized.

“They are Greek women so of course they love it in the ass,” Christos said, pouring wine for the three of them. “Do you love it in the ass, Susan?”

Stephanie glanced at Eric.

“Yes,” she said. “Yes, I do.”

Christos laughed. “Ah, I believe you have had David’s big black prick back there, no?”

“Well, he is my lover,” Stephanie said cheekily. “I could hardly say no.”

“Nor should you,” Christos said with a laugh. “Women who do not enjoy anal sex do not realize what they are missing. A skillful lover can give them rectal orgasms which are exquisite.”

“Can you do that?” Stephanie purred, smiling at him.

“Why don’t we find out? My apartment is just around the corner.”

“Just so you know, I will be coming too,” Eric said before the Greek could ask the question. “I like to watch.”

“Your young lady getting plowed in the ass? I can understand why. Her ass is a masterpiece and I shall enjoy fucking it until I spurt my cum into her bowels and then use the delightfully slippery liquid as lube to do it again and then perhaps a third time…”

Stephanie felt an involuntary shiver of desire which made her breasts jiggle and Christos waved at the waitress for the check which he paid with a black American Express card.

Once again Christos chatted animatedly to Stephanie as they walked the two blocks to a building she could see contained luxury apartments while Eric hung back slightly, poised and wary in case Christos had planned anything between the restaurant and his home. But it appeared the Greek man needed no accomplices and he led the way to the elevator and then instructed them to make themselves comfortable on the two large white leather sofas that dominated the living room while he made coffee.

This time there was nothing said as Christos took a seat next to Stephanie, poured coffee and Metaxa Private Reserve brandy into balloon glasses and watched as she sipped it, licking her lips to savor the strong flavor.

Her eyes met Christos’ as she put her glass down on the coffee table. “Would you like me to undress?” she asked.

“Please,” he nodded and reached into his jacket pocket for a tube of lubricant which he put in plain sight on the coffee table. Stephanie shivered with lust as she slid first one thin supporting strap off her shoulder and then the other, hooking her fingers in the tight neckline of her dress and sliding it down to expose her breasts which bounced back into place, so big their creamy-white skin covered the width of her chest and spilled over her upper arm.

“Exquisite,” Christos said in a voice thick with desire.

The Greek reached down and unbuckled his pants, running the zipper down which freed his prick, already fully hard, the veins on the underside standing out. Stephanie saw that his balls were shaved which she preferred and hoped that his asshole was also smooth for when she rimmed him which she was looking forward to doing.

Leaning over, her lips opening, she was about to take Christos’ prick into her mouth when she heard Eric let out a soft grunt and saw he had also bared his much larger, ebony prick which he was holding in his hand, a drop of precum glistening at the tip. Stephanie had never sucked two men’s cocks at the same time and she longed to try it but right now her objective was to give pleasure to the man sitting next to her who was looking at her with an expectant smile on his face.

Gazing into Christos face to show him how much she looked forward to what she was about to do, Stephanie opened her lips and then closed them in a tight oval round the head of his cock. Just as she had in the restaurant her nose caught the fragrance of sandalwood and lemons and she squirmed with intense arousal as her cunt cream flowed freely, stroking the weight of her breasts against the Greek man’s thighs. He reached out and rested his hand on her head and she braced herself in case he rammed her down which she knew some men liked to do but he simply stroked her hair, encouraging her to enjoy sucking his prick.

And she did. His precum tasted salty and slightly bitter which she found she liked after the blandness of the brandy; she swallowed his tasty precum and licked her tongue over the tip of Christos’ prick to encourage him to produce more and then she swallowed that, hollowing her cheeks to produce long drawing sucks which she alternated with little featherlight presses of her lips around the sensitive corona. She could feel the precum flow more freely and she knew he was close to coming; at the same time she knew she was about to climax without even having to touch herself, simply from the pleasure of suckling the Greek man’s stiff cock.

Christos suddenly let out a bellow deep in his chest and arched his hips up which drove the head of his cock down the back of Stephanie’s throat. She had no problem accommodating him because her father had taught her how to deep-throat and Christos’s sperm burst from his prick in a thick creamy mass which slid down Stephanie’s gullet to pool in her belly. At the same time she ground her boobs against the smooth skin of the Greek’s thighs, loving the stimulation it gave her nipples, all she needed to set off her own intense climax. The thought crossed her mind that it was fortunate she owned the dress because no store would have taken it back now it was soaked in her cum which squirted from her spasming cunt.

Lifting her head from the Greek man’s groin Stephanie reached for the last of her coffee and used it to wash his sperm down. Then she glanced across at Eric who was sitting, his cock in his hand, the glans poking up several inches above the hugeness of his hand, slowly masturbating to the sight of her bare breasts heaving with the pleasure of her ebbing orgasm. Christos’s cock seemed hardly to have softened: he reached for the tube of gel and removed the top, squeezing a large dollop out onto his fingers and then smoothing it over the head and shaft of his prick.

“You must give David the same pleasure you have given me,” Christos said, nodding toward Eric. “I want to see if you can take all of that great fat cock down your throat while I am fucking your beautiful ass. You will do that for me?”

“Of course,” Stephanie said, smiling at him, and then at Eric. “I would like that. His sperm is delicious, nearly as tasty as yours.”

Christos laughed. “I eat lemons soaked in honey,” he said. “Some men say celery is good for making semen but I think how much I produce is not as important as that it tastes good.”

Stephanie did not reply, she simply got to her feet which enabled her to wiggle the dress off her hips and down her legs. She left her high heel red pumps on because she knew both men would enjoy seeing them when her legs were waving in the air as she was being fucked.

She settled herself on her knees between Eric’s legs and reached for his cock. His eyes met hers as she engulfed him, the thickness stretching her mouth to capacity as it slid slowly down the back of her throat. Stephanie had no choice but to back up a little so she could breathe but the moment she did she took him back into her throat once more, sucking the big pole which, to her surprise, tasted of coffee and smelled so masculine she shivered with desire. Behind her she sensed Christos getting into position as he straddled her buttocks, his cock pointing down like a missile homing in on the tiny entrance of her asshole.

Stephanie felt the coolness of the nozzle of the tube of lube pushed just past her anus then the enjoyable sensation as Christos squeezed and the slippery gel squirted into her rectum. It felt as erotic as when a mass of sperm slithered down her rectum to be licked up and swallowed greedily by her father at the same time as she sucked his cock clean after he had emptied his balls in her bowels. If her mouth had not been crammed full she might almost have started laughing; she used to be such an innocent little girl and now look at her!

Christos withdrew the tube and seconds later Stephanie felt the muscle of her anal sphincter being stretched round the cock that had just been in her mouth, once again as hard as it was before Christos climaxed. Slowly but firmly Christos flexed his knees so the downward pressure forced his prick past Stephanie’s anus and into her rectum and he kept going until the head was buried in her bowels, an amazing sensation of fullness duplicated by having Eric’s cock filling her mouth to capacity.

For long minutes Stephanie sucked Eric’s cock while she was fucked in the ass by Christos. Christos had told her he could induce rectal orgasms in women and she was sure he set off several in her back passage, pleasure radiating through to her cunt making her shiver in ecstasy. If this was what a honey trap did to the men she seduced then she was all for it: there was no romantic involvement and it was amazingly satisfying for her to suck a man’s prick and be fucked in the ass at the same time.

And then, quite suddenly Christos stopped the fucking motions of his prick in Stephanie’s bottom and he withdrew his prick from her back passage. She was surprised and wondered if she had somehow failed him and she lifted her mouth off Eric’s cock, wet with her saliva.

“Did I do something wrong?” she said, unsure of herself and desperate to please the two men who were making love to her.

“Goodness no,” Christos said. “It is just that I want your asshole to be even tighter. If David here will agree I want you to sit on his cock and then I will fuck your ass once more. Have you ever been fucked by two cocks at the same time?”

Stephanie blushed and giggled, shaking her head.

“You will love it!” Christos said and he waited patiently while Stephanie straddled Eric’s lap, reaching down between her legs to take hold of his ebony pole and notching it between the lips of her cunt before slowly lowering herself down, breathing deeply as she fought to accommodate the huge length in her cunt, loving the way Eric reached up to cup her breasts and gently pinch her nipples as she settled onto him until her cuntlips were resting on his balls. That sensation alone was overwhelming but when Christos’s prick once again started pressing against opening of her asshole, now made even smaller by the monster in her cunt, Stephanie felt as if she was going to pass out.

For the first time that night Stephanie realized she had no control whatever over what was being done to her. Eric took her waist in his hands and raised and lowered her body on the jutting thickness of his cock, its passage into her cunt only made possible by the thick cream produced by her pussy walls. At the same time Christos braced himself with his hands on her shoulders and plowed his cock deep into her back passage, timing his thrusts inwards when Eric withdrew. Stephanie felt like a ragdoll skewered on two flagpoles and simply gave herself up to the incredible pleasure of being double-penetrated, soft mewls, whimpers, moans and groans issuing from her mouth as both men fucked her hard and deep.

And then the inevitable happened. Christos suddenly groaned aloud, arched his back and buried the full length of his prick in Stephanie’s back passage, oblivious of the prick stuffing the passage on the other side of the thin membrane separating her cunt and asshole. She felt liquid heat filling her asshole as Christos emptied his balls, gush after gush pouring into her bowels, so much that she felt thick sperm start to leak from her anus stretched tight round the base of his spasming prick. Stephanie could only ride out the Greek man’s orgasm, wondering if this meant her first experience of double penetration was over, confirmed when Christos slowly eased his prick from her rosehole leaving it gaping.

Then he leaned over to kiss her gently on the cheek and said, “Thank you. That was wonderful. But now I must go to bed. David, the information you require is already on your server. Please, let yourselves out?” and he left the room, closing the door of the adjoining bedroom behind him.

Still siting astride Eric’s throbbing cock, Stephanie looked down and whispered, “Are we leaving?”

“In a moment,” Eric said. “But first, because I love sloppy seconds, I want you to lift yourself off my cock and turn to face away from me then lower yourself down, only this time take me in your ass. Nothing feels as amazing as sliding your cock into the slippery mass of another man’s sperm in a girl’s asshole…”

“God, you can’t be serious,” Stephanie said with a soft laugh. “You want to fuck my ass again? Three times in one day?”

“What can I say,” Eric said with a chuckle. “It’s such a beautiful ass I can’t resist.”

“Charmer,” Stephanie said with a rueful little smile but she still did as he instructed and she climaxed the moment he leaned back so she could spread herself out on top of him, one big black hand filled to overflowing with her breasts, the other fucking its way into her cunt so he could send her through the roof the whole time his big cock was buried to the balls in her back passage.

*

“I’m home, Daddy,” Stephanie called out as she closed the front door behind her and set the burglar alarm on the pad in the hallway.

“Upstairs, baby,” she heard her father call out. Tired and still a little messy despite having done what she could to make herself presentable before getting into the taxi for Eric to escort her home, Stephanie climbed the stairs.

She expected her father to be lying on his bed reading but he was not. He was stretched out on her bed, naked, resting his head on his upturned hand watching her as she entered the room, his hand casually stroking his prick.

“Well, did you have a good time?”

“Let’s just say it was educational…” Stephanie said with a laugh.

“And did Eric – ”

“Yes, again! I couldn’t believe it! And Christos and then both of them at the same time!”

“Not both in your asshole -?”

“No, not quite that bad. One in my pussy, one in my ass.”

Stephanie slipped the dress off and let it pool on the floor, easing the pumps off her feet and dropping them down. Then she climbed on the bed and lay face-down so her body was touching her father’s from his chest down to his legs. She loved it when she could do that because it made her feel safe, secure and cherished.

“Well, as I’m the Chief Executive of TransTech I give you permission to take tomorrow off for services rendered beyond the call of duty.”

“Mmm, thank you, Daddy,” Stephanie murmured, feeling her eyelids growing heavy, the number of orgasms she had experienced and the ecstasy of being sandwiched between two long hard cocks finally beginning to take their toll.

“Do you think Eric got what you need?” she asked sleepily.

“Oh I’m sure he did, sweetheart. Especially as Eric made Christos an offer he couldn’t refuse which was to work for us.”

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Stephanie’s eyes snapped open. “Daddy?” she said in shock.

“You were part of his joining incentive,” her father said and grinned at her.

“Oh Daddy, you are downright devious. Taking advantage of your own daughter…”

“Did I do that? Well not until I do this, I haven’t…” and he lifted himself so he could settle his body on top of his daughter, nuzzled his face into her perfumed hair, slid a hand under her body so he could fill it hands to overflowing with her breasts and then used his other hand to position his cock on her distended asshole, slowly lowering his hips to slide his prick into her ass.

‘Goodness,’ thought Stephanie. ‘Sloppy thirds…’ and she had to stop herself from giggling with delight when she heard the soft sound of intense pleasure her father made as he proceeded to fuck her bottom with deep, hard thrusts.

Stephanie had never been fucked in the ass as she fell asleep and she loved that her father was still taking his pleasure as she fell into a deep slumber. But just before she did, her last happy thought was that she used to be such an innocent girl…which she most certainly wasn’t now!

To be continued in Part 3

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