“So, tell me, Lana, what are you doing today? No boyfriend around to make a mess with?”
Lana coughed and shook her head, unable to say anything else. The last thing she was prepared for was a conversation about sex with her roommate’s dad. That was not a normal thing. And it didn’t help that she was still so turned on she could hardly contain herself. What the hell was in that pill?
“You don’t have one, or he’s not here?” His voice was quiet and deep, and for some reason she found herself answering almost immediately.
“He’s in class for another few hours. I don’t even know why he went.”
“Did you take a pill?” Mr. Lacroix asked as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
“Everyone did. I mean, they gave them out at school. It just made sense, it’s a total public health issue on campus. Otherwise, everything just spreads so quickly. Not to get graphic, but you know what I mean.”
“I certainly do. But that’s good. I took one as well. So tell me, how are you feeling right now? I’m assuming from your face that you were having some quality time with yourself when I walked in.”
“Please, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I mean, I took it, and it feels strange, but…”
“It’s okay,” he said, patting his lap as if it was a natural thing to do. “I know just how it feels. My whole body feels amazing as if I can tell exactly what it wants me to do.”
Without thinking, Lana sat down on this man’s knee before turning to face him. She was only barely dressed, and she instantly worried that she would stain his suit pants with her excitement.
“What does it want you to do?” she whispered, her mouth inches from his ear.
“It wants me to fuck you. It wants me to use your perfect little body until neither of us can stand, and it wants me to do it right now. Right here. On my daughter’s bed while she’s out doing the same thing.”
Rather than respond with words Lana simply kissed him. In fact, she kissed him, bit him, and turned to straddle him, no longer able to stop herself. His big hands were rough on her skin, but he pulled her to him harder, kissing her right back as he pulled the small shirt off over her head and threw it to the floor. One hand moved up her body, roughly caressing her breasts before it wrapped gently around her throat.
“Tell me, Lana, do you want me to fuck you? I only need to hear one word.”
“Yes,” she mumbled, feeling him close his hand tighter.
“Do you want me to fuck you hard? Do you want me to choke you, hold you down, and fuck your pretty cunt until I come inside you?”
Nodding and moaning, she kissed him harder, pushing down onto his cock which had grown hard in an instant. She could feel him against her clit when she leaned forward, and just the touch was almost enough to make her come. In fact, if she kept going, she would be there in seconds, as long as he didn’t move…
“I want this pretty mouth on me,” he growled, moving further onto his daughter’s bed as he reached down and pulled off his belt. He undid his pants in a second, and before Lana could say a word, she was staring at his thick cock while he slid his hand up and down its length.
“Now,” he said again, pulling her to him. She leaned in, opened her mouth, and took as much of him down her throat as she could. Mr. McGrath had taught her to throat fuck, but it still took work to breathe around him. As she sunk down, she found his hard shoe between her legs, and once more she rubbed herself against him even as she sucked his cock harder and faster. She needed to come so badly she didn’t know what to do with herself, but almost more importantly, she wanted that man inside her.
“Give me your hands,” he said, grabbing her by the hair and turning her eyes upward to him. She tried to go back down as she raised her arms up, but he wrapped his belt around them so tightly she cried out. “There’s a good girl. Now I can use you however I like. Does that make you happy?”
“Yes,” she nodded, her mouth dripping saliva as she wrapped her lips around him once more. He tugged harder, pulling her up before he slid to one side and stood up next to the bed. Lana was on her hands and knees in just her boxers, and he stood in front of her while he wrapped the belt tighter around the palm of his hand, pulling her closer with each loop.
“How many cocks have you sucked?” he asked her, holding himself in front of her, but just out of reach.
“Ten” she answered instantly.
“And how many have fucked you?”
“Seven,” she moaned, struggling to get him back into her mouth.
“Have you ever been used like this before?” he asked, pulling her up until she was kneeling. He reached forward and slid one hand inside her boxers, pushing two fingers into her soaking wet cunt even while he stretched her arms above her head by the tightening belt.
“Yes. In high school, I had a teacher who used me. Right before I graduated, he taught me to be a good little whore.”
“And does your boyfriend know? Does he know what a slut you are?”
“Please, just fuck me,” she said, nearly sobbing now with want. He laughed, and for a moment she thought he might stop. Instead, he pushed her to her back, dropping the belt as he pulled her boxers off, leaving her bare cunt exposed to his view. His face was red, but she was still amazed by how handsome and strong he looked, kneeling above her open legs with his thick cock in one hand. He leaned in closer, rubbing against the lips of her cunt, just enough to tease her, but not actually inside her.
“Have you ever had someone come inside you?” he asked. “Or have you been a good little girl?”
“I’ve been good,” she moaned, trying to push down around him. “I’ve been so good, but I don’t care anymore. I don’t want to be good now. I just want you to fuck me, please Mr. Lacroix.”
“What a pretty little whore,” he said, pushing into her just a bit further. “You know what I do with little girls like you?”
“Please…” she moaned again, unable to say anything else.
“I fuck them,” he said, suddenly filling her all the way as he fell against her naked body, his cock thrusting inside her until he was buried to the hilt.
“Oh god yes,” she moaned, feeling him open her up as they fucked. It felt so much better than with her boyfriend, hell it felt better than ever before. Some of it was his skin, his bare cock within her, but some of it was that it was so wrong. He was her roommate’s dad, and besides, she had a boyfriend. A nice boy who went to class on Pill Day. But my god, did he feel good.
“You are so fucking tight,” he moaned, pinning her arms above her head as his hand went back to her throat. “Do you like that?”
“Yes, harder,” she moaned, feeling him choke her tighter. If he did that for too long she was going to come. She was so close already, but her eyes were growing blurry as she struggled against him, feeling his cock as it pounded into her.
“I’m going to come in this little slut cunt,” he cried, suddenly lost in his own desire. He slapped her face once before putting his hand back on her throat, and he pushed deeper into her with each cry. “I’m going to come inside you, right here.”
“Please yes,” she mumbled, her body starting to shake as his grip tightened. When words would no longer come, all she felt was his body inside her, on top of her, holding her down and fucking her as she clenched around him. She saw stars as she grew faint, but then suddenly she was shaking and trembling, screaming out as she came around him, bucking her hips up to meet each thrust.
“Come in me,” she moaned. “Right here on Sarah’s bed.”
She had lost her reason, but it didn’t matter. Instead of stopping, he simply fucked her harder, biting her lip as his body pressed down against her. He could feel her tight pussy around him, and as her second orgasm started almost instantly after the first, he knew he was close. She was young and she lived with his good little girl, but none of that mattered. All he wanted was to come, and all he needed was to use the pretty little thing below him.