Lucky Man Ch. 21

"Good lord," he grunted. "You're such a tease. I'm going to miss the hell out of all of this."

She smiled. "Well, I might let you come and visit me during one of my webcam shows. Hot young slut fucks an old man!" she said animatedly, grinning at him.

"Hah!" he replied, shaking his head. "You're awful."

"Aww," she said, sliding her hips forward and causing him to groan in pleasure as he slid completely inside her slick folds.

"Am I still awful?" she asked, gently grinding on his cock.

She looked down, his thick gray pubic hair mixed in with the small thatch of red that she had above her pussy.

"Ahhh, that's the good stuff," he said, relaxing back into his couch and putting his arms behind his head.

"That's what I thought," she said, gently raising and lowering herself.

Quietly, she fucked him for a few minutes, grinding against him and gently lowering and raising her pussy on his wickedly hard cock. He didn't seem to be getting any closer to an orgasm though, so she smiled and moved off of him, laying down on her back at the other end of the couch. She knew that some men just couldn't easily orgasm in that position, and that missionary would likely prove more successful.

"Would you like me on bottom?" she asked, smiling seductively and moving her hand up to play with her lip.

He chuckled, but didn't waste any time watching her, moving on top of her and leaning down to kiss her lips gently.

"You've been a really great boss, Don," she told him, looking up as she spread her legs wide and offered herself to him, again.

Leaning down, he kissed her more forcefully, his tongue pushing in as his cock found its way inside her again. Gently, he slid in completely, his mouth locked on hers as she groaned in quiet pleasure. Breaking the kiss, he looked down at her and smiled.

"You've been a pretty incredible secretary. I doubt your replacement is going to let me nail her like this."

"Fuck, that's nice," she whimpered, feeling him start to pump in and out, then giggled at his choice of words and looked up him. "Nail her?" she asked.

He shrugged, brushing some stray hair away from her face and staring for a second while he thrust in and out.

"I'll give you as long as you need, and I promise that you'll have the same privileges as you do now," she said. "I really do love taking care of your sexual needs."

"That sounds good to me," he said, grunting with increased effort as he built up a little speed.

Her pussy was responding nicely to his gentle yet forceful intrusion, his cock sending rivulets of pleasure through her. Her hands went to the small of his back, caressing upwards as he fucked her. She saw the sweat on his brow as she looked up, then noticed the fine sheen on his torso as well.

"Is this position okay for you?" she asked, not wanting to give the older man a heart attack.

He laughed and nodded. "Just out of shape," he said.

She nodded and closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased and enjoying the feeling of him fucking her. Opening them a bit later, she looked up and saw that he was getting closer, judging by the intense expression on his face. Happy that he was going to cum, and not worried about her own, she looked up and briefly thought about trying some dirty talk, but it looked like he was already there.

"Fuck," he grunted, slamming his hips into her.

She felt his cock spasm, pumping a burst of warm spunk into her pussy. Again, and then again, he thrust into her, crying out in pleasure as he filled her. His pelvis flush against her pussy, she felt his cock spasming inside her canal, cum oozing around the sides. Clutching at him with a smile on her face, she pulled him down for a kiss, letting him enjoy the feeling of her warmth for a bit longer. Eventually, he slid down to his butt and relaxed, a hand laying idly on her thigh as she smiled and watched, content to lay there and let his spunk ooze gently out of her.

He turned, smiling at her and beckoned her over, one hand offering her his goo-covered cock. He was still semi-erect, but she saw that he was diminishing slowly as she sat up. Always happy to acquiesce to the sexual desires of her lovers, she flipped over onto her stomach, then crawled over to put her head into his lap.

"You'll have to show your replacement how to do this, I suppose," he said.

She giggled, taking his sticky and oozy cock in her mouth, sucking and swallowing down his spunk and then sliding her tongue up and down his shaft to clean the rest away. Moving around onto the floor, she positioned herself to be able to suck one of his testicles into her mouth, tasting his sweat and some dribbles of cum, before sliding her tongue and lips over to the other orb. He seemed to enjoy that, so she continued, gently rolling one, and then the other, around in her warm mouth, gently sucking all the while.

"God, that's nice," he said, moaning in pleasure.

Her hand was up above her, stroking his shaft as she sucked on his testicle, rolling the large orb around in her mouth. She had to pause to pull a hair out of her mouth, but then moved to the other. It didn't taste like sweat anymore, just flesh, and she suckled gently, moving back and forth and stroking.

He was slowly getting more erect, so she popped a testicle out of her mouth and smiled, looking up at him.

"Want another one?" she asked.

He smiled. "Heck yeah," he said. "But I don't think we have that long."

She giggled, shrugging and leaning forward, sliding her lips down his shaft and burying it a little way into her throat. It seemed to be the perfect length for her not to have to worry about gagging, and she forced him deep again.

"Here," she said, popping his delicious cock out of her mouth. "Jerk off while I suck on your balls," she said, offering him the spot her hand was gripping.

Taking hold, he grunted in approval as she lowered her face, leaning her forehead against one thigh and moving her face out of the way of his hand. He started to stroke, sliding forward a bit to let his balls hang off of the couch.

Lowering herself even further, she sucked one and then the other into her mouth, his hand stroking an inch above her. Grinning, she moved up onto the couch again, lying flat as she had been before and leaning over into his lap. His hand was stroking the lower part of his cock, sliding up to just below the head, so she latched on to what she could, eliciting a gasp and a moan of approval.

"Let me know when you get there," she said. "I'm gonna do something you'll love."

"Okay," he grunted, stroking faster. It was only a minute or so later, her lips latched on the head and tongue circling it while he stroked, that he grunted out an unintelligible warning. She waited for him to actually start to burst into her mouth and immediately lowered her face, deepthroating him.

His first cry was one of pleasure, but it was weak and halfhearted, in her estimation. As she pushed the cum-covered head of his shaft into her throat, she felt it burst again, and then again, spraying cum into her throat and down into her stomach. His cry after the deepthroat sounded like one of disbelief or surprise, and she smiled to herself, forced to hold her breath and accept the load being shot down her throat.

Grunting and spasming, he lifted her up, moaning loudly as she sucked all the way to the top, cleaning sperm free in one go. As he pulled his hand back from her, she lowered her face again, but only around the head to get the dribble of cum that was oozing from the tip. Smiling, she sat up and ran her tongue around her lips, wiping cum from them and spreading it across the rough surface.

He smiled, seeing her lewd act, then pulled her tight up against him and kissed her cheek, gently stroking her back and buttocks.

Eventually, she stood and walked over to his private bathroom, cleaning herself up and coming back out. As they both got dressed, they discussed how to go about finding a replacement, and how long he'd need her to stay. They decided to play it by ear, and both agreed to keep her sexual favors for him alone.

Feeling like it had gone much better than she expected, she was able to focus on work for the rest of the day, then drove home, feeling happy that everything was going smoothly.

*****

Duncan

Danielle's incredible lips sliding down his cock were the intensely pleasurable sensation that Duncan woke up to. He grunted in pleasure, reaching down and grabbing her by the back of the head and holding her there. She cried out in surprise, then squealed in pleasure, laughing around his shaft as he held her solid, firm. Briefly letting her breathe, he forced her hard down on his cock, sliding deep into her throat as she physically tried to assist by being as amenable as possible.

After letting the little slut suck his cock for a bit, he heard Kara moving over on his wife's side of the bed and grinned, realizing the two girls had planned this out. Standing and moving Danielle, he pushed her gently down to the bed and laid down on the bed, looking up from between her legs.

"My turn," he said, smiling at her in the dim light.

"Thank you, Master," she said, wiggling in anticipation.

He chuckled, diving into the deliciously tender young pussy that was splayed out in front of him. Ravenously slurping and sucking her juices, he moaned audibly as she whimpered under his touch.

"Jesus, you taste fucking incredible," he said, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.

As she whimpered at his words, she reached down and caressed his scalp, running her fingers through his hair. He felt her legs shudder from the intense pleasure he was giving her, grinning as he continued to do so.

There was something primal about eating her pussy, something that he absolutely couldn't get enough of. He could swear that Danielle tasted like fucking apple juice, and he loved to eat her out as much as he could. Still, he knew that he was supposed to be the dominant one in their relationship, so he didn't get to do it often.

After making her cum with his mouth, he saw that his wife was awake and moved up to kiss her, then acquiesced to Danielle's bad-girl behavior and started to gently fuck her into the mattress. At first, he was just going slow to ward off his own excitement, but then he saw how much she was enjoying his excruciatingly lethargic pace as he pumped every inch of his cock in and out of her tight little pussy. Begging and pleading with him to "destroy her worthless cunt," she could do nothing but lay there as he pinned her down and took his time. He counted at least three orgasms by the time his wife had achieved hers, and then gave the little minx another in the bathroom while he waited for the shower.

After Kara had gotten out of the shower, he stopped her with an affectionate kiss and decided to keep having a little fun. She protested a bit, but in truth, she was stroking his cock with every denial, and it had been her that had turned around and bent over. She'd even reached between her legs and guided him in, looking over her shoulder in an obvious, "Tear me up," type of face.

After taking care of her, he made sure to spend some intimate time with Kelly, his other love. His orgasm had been close several times, but he figured he better save up for Saturday. After breakfast, he walked outside as Danielle and Kelly both left for work. Kara locked the door behind her as she stepped out, then caught up to him as he walked quietly to his truck. Stopping to kiss her as if she were his wife, they parted to walk to their own vehicles after a quick peck and mutual "I love yous" being said.

He hopped in, looking around for his sunglasses. After digging through the console for a few seconds, he saw them on the dashboard and rolled his eyes as he popped them on. Looking to the right, he saw Kara still sitting in her car. Her head was on the steering wheel and he rolled down the window to see what was wrong.

Turning toward him, she frowned and turned the key. *Clickclickclick* was the only noise it made.

Duncan smirked and beckoned her over.

With a frown, she looked like she was considering her options, then hopped out and got her stuff. Walking quickly over, she tossed it in the back seat of his truck, then got in.

"God, can you believe it?" she asked, exasperated. "I guess I'll have to call in for work tonight at DD's," she said.

He chuckled. "Well, that sounds awful."

He turned and flashed her a grin, then offered, "You know, I can always drop you off after work, if you like," he said.

She was silent for a few seconds, thinking, then nodded in agreement.

"I'll have to get a ride from someone afterward, but that should work," she said. "I've got to head up to The Mess Around to set some stuff up for the Saturday party."

"Oh yeah?" Duncan asked, intrigued.

She smirked. "Well, Mark changed his fantasy, so we had to scramble to set up someone else. Kimber and her boyfriend are going to be there, as well as a special guest."

"Really?" he asked, looking at her in surprise.

She smiled, nodding. "It's a secret though, so no using your dick to pump me for information."

He laughed at her obvious joke, groaning appropriately.

Work was normal enough and he spent most of it catching up on things, Kara working her ass off right along beside him. After finally finishing up, they left a few minutes after 5 and went and got in his truck.

"Did Mark actually come and ask you for a blowjob after lunch?" Duncan asked.

She giggled and nodded. "Poor guy. Becky's the only one he gets to sleep with during the week, according to him. Rachel is too busy with school."

Duncan chuckled, shaking his head. "Did he not see us actually working?"

"Well, can you blame him?" she asked. "You've had one of my blowjobs."

He smiled, nodding, then started his truck. "Very true," he said, then pulled out and started to head home.

"Don't forget you have to drop me off for work," she reminded him.

"Oh, that's right," he said. "Hey, maybe I'll bring the wife and kid to see you tonight," he said, grinning.

She made a weird face at him, looking a little grossed out.

"What?" he asked, smiling.

"You know you're fucking that "kid" right?"

He hadn't thought of that and groaned in disgust. "God, Kara, that's not what I meant!"

Laughing, Kara looked at him and shrugged. "You're the one that said it, dirty old man!"

Good spirited conversation followed, and he leaned over, planting a kiss on her lips as she got her stuff ready and opened the door to hop out.

"Have a great day at work, honey!" he said, smiling and waving.

A blonde heading in at the same time looked over at them curiously, smiling as Kara saw her and waved.

Smirking and shooting him a look of playful warning, she blew him a kiss and shut the door.

Pulling out of the parking lot and feeling quite clever, he picked up the phone and called his wife.

"Hey honey," she said.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Oh nothing," she said. "I told Mr. Sellers about leaving in the nicest way I possibly could," she said.

"You totally had sex with him, didn't you," he said, chuckling into the phone.

"I totally did," she replied, giggling.

"Seriously though, how did he take it?" he asked.

"As well as could be expected," she said. "He's not jumping for joy, but he understands. I'm going to stay for at least a month if he can't find someone right off."

"Okay," Duncan said.

"So, how was your day?" Kelly asked.

"Well, Kara's car didn't start, so she rode with me to work, but after that it was more or less the same," he said. "She's evidently got some surprise planned for tomorrow with Kimber and some special guest."

"Does she now?" she asked.

"Apparently. I couldn't get any more info out of her though," he said.

"Too bad," she replied. "So, what's going on tonight?" she asked. "I know that at least two of our slaves are working, and I think Danielle might be busy too."

"Well, I figured we could go up and eat at DD's, and pester our girlfriend," he said.

Kelly giggled into the phone and agreed that it would be a fun time. "I'll start getting dressed," she said.

"Sounds good hun," he replied. "I'll see you in a bit."

"Okay," she said. "Love you."

"Love you. Bye."

"Bye."

A few minutes later, Duncan pulled in and hopped out. After, taking a few minutes to put Kara's car on a battery charger for the night, he went inside and sought out his wife.

A completely nude Danielle came bounding down the hallway though, leaping into his arms at full speed. Grunting as she slammed into him, he laughed and clutched at her to keep from dropping her, holding her up as he steadied himself.

"Good God," he blurted out. "What the heck has gotten into you?" he asked.

"Hi Daddy!" she said. "I got the best news today!" she said.

"You're joining the Nude Olympics?" he asked, trying to catch his breath.

She giggled and shook her head. "No, my old boyfriend Conner is coming back! He's going to be here tonight!"

Duncan smiled, truly happy for her. "Good to hear," he said.

"This doesn't change our relationship, does it?" she asked, suddenly serious as she leaned back to look him in the face.

"You can have a boyfriend if you want," Duncan said. "Do you still want to be our little slave?"

"Oh, of course!" she said. "More than anything!"

He smiled. "Well, make sure that Conner understands what you've already committed to."

She grinned. "Yes sir!"

"Is he staying here?" Duncan asked.

She shook her head. "He's living with friends that live here," she said.

Duncan said, "Well, make sure he knows that we're fine with him coming over to see you or stay with you."

"But then you won't be able to come in and use my dirty little pussy whenever you want!" she said, frowning.

He smirked and shrugged. "I don't see why I wouldn't be able to," he told her.

She got a scandalized look on her face and looked at him in surprise.

"Daddy!" she said, slapping his shoulder. "That's so bad!"

"God, please, calling me Daddy is sounding so wrong," he said.

"Oh, stop, you know it just means that I'm your submissive little slut," she said.

"You didn't hear the... well.. joke that I told today," he said.

Quickly telling her the story, he finished and then smirked as she gasped and then burst out laughing.

"Oh my GOD, that's so dirty!" she said.

Laughter filled the hallway as he continued to hold her, enduring her rampant giggling and waiting for her to stop.

"Danielle..." he said, frowning playfully and sighing.

"Hahahahaha," she continued. "Oh my God, that's so fucking bad!"

He chuckled and sighed again, setting her down. Turning, he walked toward his bedroom, Danielle speeding past him and into the door before him.

In a blur of conversation, the hyperactive blonde told Kelly, who was in the bathroom doing her hair, the story of what Duncan had said, and the two started laughing anew.

"Great," he said, smirking as he watched as his wife doubled over, clutching her stomach.

"It wasn't that funny!" he said.

"Aww, Daddy," Danielle said. "Are you sure you don't want a nice blowjob from your little girl?" she asked, pouting.

"Oh... my... God..." he said, closing his eyes and turning around.

Kelly and Danielle practically fell over laughing then, so he smirked and went to go shower. "You two are terrible people. Just awful. Rotten."

Turning on the water, he got in and showered off, spending a while in the warm stream. He'd taken one that morning and didn't really need one, but he had to do something to escape the ridiculousness that seemed to be stalking him since he'd gotten home.

Hopping out, he toweled off and smiled as Kelly came in, moving up quickly to kiss him.

"Doofus," she said, smirking up at him and shaking her head.