The Old Man on the Bus
Copyright© 2015 by Morganna Roberts
Chapter 5
Erotic Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Linda was ready to go out on her own but first she had to get proper training. Then, she met an older man with just the solution for her.
Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual Coercion Heterosexual Fiction Incest Father Daughter MaleDom Spanking Rough Humiliation Safe Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Petting Exhibitionism
Linda knew it was going to be one of those days when her ma left early to do the shopping and left her alone in the house with her demanding step-father with his oversized cock that gave her no rest whenever they were by themselves in the house.
He came into her bedroom and pulled the covers off her exposing the fact that she was not wearing anything below the waistline. She was a lot more comfortable that way and it let her pussy breath with ease and not become sweaty with unwanted perspiration.
Quickly she turned over on her belly hoping that the horny middle-aged man would make her bum his target instead of her fanny because this was one of her vulnerable days in her cycle and she didn’t have any condoms in the house. Her ma didn’t fool around with those anymore because she was past the age of needing them for contraceptive purposes.
She buried her face in the soft pillow biting down on it slightly as she felt the familiar weight of her step-father on her rump from behind.
Linda was hoping that he would find her hidden sphincter on the first try but he was too cunning and lifted her hips slightly to poke her in her vagina and started the long journey up into her feminine folds as he spanked her with both hands at the same time. She prayed that she might be able to get him to shoot most of his load outside rather than inside where there was always a risk of starting an unwanted family with no father to finance its raising.
The nasty man reached underneath her and grasped her sensitive nipples because he knew he would be able to put her into a state of approaching orgasm by twisting and mauling them as roughly as possible. She was weak in that area and had no way to avoid a shameful display of sexual need whenever he had control of her defenseless breasts and he was able to lead her into perverted paths of sexuality that she hated to admit she loved early in the morning.
He flooded her in just under three minutes and she marked it up as another average pounding. She managed to get him to pull out after only the first spurt or two and most of the spunk was in a puddle on her ass cheeks and the back of her legs. Of course, that gave her the excuse to jump up and run to the shower to clean up and he slunk off to find his newspaper on the front porch and make himself a cup of tea with loads of sugar added because he loved it hot and sweet.
She was due at her job in less than thirty minutes and she hurried to dress and make herself look presentable. The blue streak in her hair was completely gone now and the rings in her eyebrows were no longer there because her boss told her they make her look cheap and she didn’t want that sort of criticism because she was a bit in love with him if the truth be known.
She put on her lace covered panties with the sheer place right where her ass crack was positioned. She knew that her boss and his two rowdy sons liked her to bend over wearing those knickers because they could see her brown eye waiting for them underneath and they loved groping her and watching her facial reaction to their inappropriate actions.
Her boss Mister Abercrombie Sr. called her into his office and ordered into the cave in the middle of his huge desk and she pulled him out to start his morning milking just the way he had trained her to do from the very first day at work. The employees would come in and out of the office knowing she was under there and listening to her slurping with a smile on their faces because they knew she loved her work.
His oldest son had already proclaimed his “love” for her and she was properly ashamed because all she felt for her boss’s two sons was a lust for their oversized cocks and she hid her crush on the father as best she could under the circumstances.
Mister Abercrombie told her, “Pack your bag tonight girl. We are leaving in the morning for France to finalize the merger with the Paris office. Be sure to take some evening wear and a nice nightie for our celebration of the union.”
Linda knew just what to take because he had given her a wad of cash the previous month and instructed her to buy those items for possible travel. She imagined herself wearing them in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower and the romantic atmosphere of the Left Bank.
She wondered if her boss would have a Frenchman for her to wrap her legs around to help seal the deal. He had taken her on a trip to Scotland a few weeks ago and turned her over to the President of the investing firm and his younger brother who was even hornier than he was after he saw her in her nightie with the sheer bottoms that showed off all her assets from every possible angle.
His two sons were incensed that they were not going on the trip.
She made it up to them by jerking them both off under the table in the lunch room under cover of the tablecloth that hid her naughty fingers hard at work doing them both at the exact same time.
Their hotel room in Paris was actually a Penthouse Suite and it had several rooms for the boss to chase her around and corner her for his pleasure on the fluffy white carpet. She allowed herself to get caught easily and took up her customary “down on all fours” position that they both preferred because it allowed him maximum penetration and she loved his weight on her back. Her boss was much lighter than her randy step-father and definitely more agile in getting her nailed in the right angle for full satisfaction.
He left her to her own devices that first morning because he had to attend a conference to go over the final details about the merger.
The friendly French concierge showed her the views from all the windows pointing out the famous landmarks in several directions. She had to admit he was a handsome fellow and he certainly smelled nice. She wondered if all Frenchmen smelled as delightfully fresh or if it was just nice concierges with their sexy mustaches and fine looking uniforms with perfect creases in all the right places.