The Theft of Our Lives 05

Kerri didn't even notice, and Hank gleefully enjoyed watching her vigorously work her excited pussy for several moments from mere inches away, stretching the swollen lips of her puffy labia and sliding her fingertips feverishly over the elongated bud of her clitoris.

"Ohhh, ohhh, unnh," our 'lost in a fantasy' coed moaned aloud, obliviously driving herself towards an escalating peak.

Hesitating no further, my anxious boss placed a hand on the inside of our succumbing daughter's quivering knees and parted her toned thighs further. Her eyelids were closed but her green eyes beneath flicked dream-like with her imaginary lover, immersed in her own pleasure and barely noticing Hank's absence from her tantalized breasts.

Kerri rubbed her rigid clitoris vigorously, and Hank gazed hungrily at the inflamed pink pussy before him, now slick with her wetness and surrounded by soft, thin auburn hair.

Then, he waited no longer, flicking his tongue lightly on the fat juicy labia lips, open in unknowing invitation. Teasing the slickened flaps lightly with just the tip, Hank inhaled gratefully the enticingly fresh aroma of her arousal, savoring the salty sweet essence generated between her legs, but Kerri still didn't appear to notice.

At least, not until my emboldened boss licked fully across the flared petals with the flat of his tongue, slurping up the dew collecting in greater amounts on its glistening surface.

"Awwhhhhh!" she exclaimed as her emerald-green eyes shot open to utter the audible gasp and attempting to pull her legs back together out of instinct.

Hank's upper body was firmly lodged between and wouldn't budge. Insistently, he planted another swipe across the entrance to her pussy, dipping his tongue shallowly into the opening to draw more flowing juice into his mouth.

"Ohhh, Mr. Allenby! Ohhhhh!" Kerri yelped with confusion to the introduction of Hank's tongue into her prized feminine gateway, not surprisingly, never experiencing the remarkable sensation of a tactile, active tongue exploring her tender vaginal entryway, and especially the divining tongue of an older man.

Even in her lust-induced fog, the sudden high-pitched exclamation got Emma's attention. Drawing her mouth momentarily off Ted's hard cock, my unsettled wife watched helplessly as Kerri's fifty-something tormentor buried his face between our traumatized coed's lewdly splayed thighs.

Sitting on the sofa armrest, Ted quickly returned Emma's mouth to gamely sucking his solid staff. As he did and taking advantage of her inebriated distraction, Ike, raised my compliant wife into a suitable doggy-style position for penetration by his large black cock, gazing with fascination as Hank gave Kerri's precious cunt its inaugural tongue bath.

"Mummph, mmp, munnh," Emma mumbled around the meaty girth of Ted's cock while accepting Ike's thick lance deep into her fuck sleeve in one smooth, piercing motion.

Hank was now in control of our young daughter, removing Kerri's fingers from her feverish clit leaving the tender morsel undefended against the probing tip of his beguiling tongue. He had a goal in mind, intending for our sweet teen to orgasm magnificently in a way her fingers could never accomplish.

Apparently, Hank always enjoyed eating pussy and prided himself on his ability. He loved how a woman willingly presented her most treasured gift to the manipulations of a talented tongue -- man or woman's, as the sensations created overwhelmed any residual moral reluctance.

My lascivious boss wanted to take our daughter to that place -- to where she would happily spread her lithe legs surrendering her most cherished possession to the ravishment of her lover's tongue and ardently seek the sexual release she desperately needed.

Spying Kerri's clit poking from its hidden den anxiously awaiting the return of the stimulus he'd removed, Hank touched his tongue gingerly to the susceptible bud, swirling and twirling around her hardened clitoris while applying just the right amount of pressure sending Kerri a signal of his intentions.

"Ooooohhh!" she jumped and sighed, reflexively driving her hips against Hank's mouth, never before feeling anything quite like it.

Hank's tongue was soft and wet and warm -- nothing like the sensation of her fingers. Squirming and wiggling and teasing her exquisitely sensitive little flesh pearl in a manner she'd never imagined, the assertive company president remained reliably constant, pushing against the nub until our young coed issued a carnal, high-pitched plea.

"OOOHHHHH, MR. ALLENBY!" she squealed, almost hurting his ears.

It was almost too much, and Kerri weakly pushed on Hank's shoulders, unable to endure the overpowering sensations provoked in her antagonized clitoris, and also unable to dislodge his burrowing tongue. A wave rolled over her frantic nerve-endings, and she greatly needed the stimulus to stop before her worked up mind became overwrought.

"It's too much, ahh, stop! It's too strong," our flustered daughter protested insincerely, secretly relishing the antagonizing contact despite herself.

Expert that he is, Hank read our young lady's reaction perfectly, only encouraging his efforts. Slipping his tongue into the yawning furnace of her steaming pussy, my libidinous employer affirmatively ventured into the deep recesses of her incensed twat, launching a vigorous pumping of his tongue into Kerri's spastic cunt hole and practically fucking her with the curled appendage.

"Aahhh, aahhh, ohhh," she moaned in panting breaths, feebly working to keep him at bay by pushing his shoulders without effect, fruitlessly hoping to maintain some sense of composure in a battle she was rapidly losing under the assault of the older man.

Hank quickly returned his attention to Kerri's neglected clit, swabbing it with his tongue and driving her to heights she'd never known existed.

"Uunnh, ohh, please, nooo more," she begged unconvincingly, her toned body convulsing with the orgasm building between her legs.

Hank's dancing tongue was electrifying, sparking her nerves to nearly unbearable peaks. Kerri wiggled and rolled her hips under his unstoppable onslaught, desperately striving to get away from the attack on her agitated flesh before she completely collapsed emotionally.

"AAAHHH, OHHHHH, PLEASE STOP! IT'S TOO MUCH!!" she cried louder, as Hank doubled-down on his clearly-effective technique, driving hard at Kerri's palpitating clit.

Uncaring about appearances, our consumed daughter lifted her torso reflexively, arching her back and squeezing her strong thighs around his head while Hank licked, nibbled, tweaked, and sucked her reactive sex button with everything he had. Even as his tongue grew sore and his breathing difficult, he remained constant, unconcerned by the stranglehold she employed holding him in place.

Kerri's face flushed and her body sweated profusely, eyes mad with desire as her mouth locked into a permanent 'O' moaning continuously with each flick of Hank's tongue. Finally, the dam burst, and she vigorously bucked her hips against Hank's mouth, contracting her butt muscles fiercely and ramming her aching clit against the source of her defilement.

"AAAAAWWWWGGHH! OOOOHHHH, OOOOHHHH, OOHHHH MMMYYYYY!!!" she bellowed in an animalistic tone no one knew she was capable and came hard, leaving her throbbing clit pressed firmly against the tongue of my boss in as obscene an image as one might ever hope to witness.

Loud and unrestrained, Kerri's climax filled the room with her passion and once again drew the attention of Ted and Ike as they double-teamed my wife on the couch. Emma managed to turn her worried eyes towards Hank and Kerri, even while still working feverishly on Ted's raging pole, but managed no other response.

A river of fresh cunt juice flowed into Hank's mouth, but he remained steadfast, relishing her youthful taste in an opportunity rare even for him. Teasing her over-stimulated clit persistently and divinely taunting the sensitized nub throughout, Hank initiated wave upon wave of stimulus coursing through her spastic body, intent on keeping her at her peak as long as possible.

"Uuunnnhh, hunh, awwgghhh!" Kerri gushed, her orgasm rocking her fit body head to toe from its source in her clitoris to her legs, torso, nipples, and fingertips.

The power of the eruption swamped her mind with erotic stimulus, enticingly sending our quaking daughter's big jello-y tits undulating violently across her chest with splendid appeal.

Unsatisfied, Hank wanted Kerri to have not just one mighty orgasm, but several, with each powerful enough to blow out anything she'd previously experienced. Cunningly, his plan was for our susceptible college girl to love cumming on the tongue of an experienced man, or woman too.

He wanted to break down another barrier to her ultimate descent into sexual servitude, developing within Kerry a growing love of sex and the pleasures it brought as an excellent tool to that end. Judging from our euphoric 19-year-old's high-pitched squeals, it was working, and our family had taken another step towards its complete debasement and total downfall.

"Uhhmmm, mmm," she mewled her contentment a moment later as eventually the orgasm dissipated and her breathing slowed to a heavy pant, with her head lolling about and her moans echoing in the room.

Kerri's enchanting green eyes were set watery and at half-mast, staring bleary-eyed at the top of Hank's bald head between her trembling thighs, until gradually, he eased off her saturated pussy, lightly licking the petals with directed flicks of his tongue tip calming her down.

Still, he wasn't done, and on the contrary, had our exhausted youngster just where he wanted.

Dazed and frazzled, Kerri slowly came down from the most unbelievable climax she had ever experienced. Our depleted coed's ripe body rested limp and covered in sweat, with her nipples hard with excitement while her fingers and toes clenched from the residual buzzing of the event.

Conveniently, Kerri's tight ass slipped off the edge of the sofa during her rapture, spreading her slack thighs indecently and wavering weakly with feet planted on the floor as he pulled from between her legs. Now was the time he waited for to pounce.

It was true that under the terms of our deal Hank could just take our daughter, coercing her as he had her mother -- blackmailed into sex in his office weeks ago. He astutely recognized in her current condition Kerri was debilitated and unable, or perhaps unwilling, to put up much of a fight should she decide to renege on her participation in our family's lamentable arrangement to stay together.

Even then, my highly-particular boss wanted to use seduction in breaking Kerri to his will and her service, knowing from experience pleasure accomplished that task better than brute force. He intended for our daughter to enjoy sex, and even crave it, despite any guilt or embarrassment she felt as he stripped away her veneer of propriety by demanding more and more from her mind, body, and soul, just as he had her mother.

Ultimately, he wanted Kerri to need, and even thrive, on the lust and humiliation of submission and servitude, and readily accept her sexual use by strangers and friends alike, men and women, while subservient to Hank's commands.

Kerri's nubile body, firm tits, soft skin, and tender pink pussy, were completely vulnerable and available, stirring Hank's cock to life after the marvelous blowjob by Emma in the backyard. He was hard as a rock and didn't want to waste time or opportunity.

Before collecting herself and her modesty; before regaining her awareness of lying naked in the family den; before the embarrassment of cumming with abandon in a room of virtual strangers set in; and before she truly fathomed seeing her mother sucking and fucking the cocks of those same strangers only feet away; Hank slipped between Kerri's spread legs intent on claiming his prize.

Waist high with stiff cock in hand, the anxious businessman placed the broad tip of his flaring crown against the gaping portal to Kerri's slick, vulnerable pink gash. Grasping her slender hips with a firm grip, 55-year-old Hank Allenby powered the length of his long shaft deep into our 19-year-old beauty's steaming fuck hole.

"Uuunnnggh, wh-whaaat?!!!" Kerri exclaimed, leaping from her reverie -- shocked and caught completely off-guard, with her vibrant green eyes popping wide with alarm and her torso pulling from the couch.

Inadvertently, but Hank's marveling gratitude, her startled reaction sent her big jugs dancing wildly across her chest, granting a delightful vision he instinctively knew would never grow old.

The engorged shaft filled her to the limit and opened her wide between her legs, but it wasn't just the surprise of his assault, but also that our once-tried daughter had never felt anything so long and thick in her pussy in her life. It certainly didn't feel this way when Eddie took her virginity, of course, he wasn't sporting a solid 8" of rock-hard cock.

For the first time in her life, Kerri's underused cunt was stuffed full and split asunder.

"Ohhh, please! Uhhh, Mr. Allenby, I, uh, I can't!" she implored without thinking.

Kerri's smart, and while inexperienced at sex, she isn't that naïve. Intuitively, she understood this sordid act was coming from the moment her mother told her to wear her sexy black bikini earlier in the day. Still, her natural response was an ingrained need to protest, with the reflex lingering in her psyche from her traditional moral upbringing.

"Ohhh, yes, that's a nice tight snatch," Hank crowed his satisfaction as his sturdy cock stayed planted in our panicked daughter's narrow channel, pleasantly surprised finding her pussy even tighter than he expected.

Truthfully, it was only the residual arousal from Kerri's earlier orgasm permitting him to glide so fully into her warm sheath in one fluid stroke. Now, the soft folds of her inner walls enveloped his shaft, indescribably hugging his cock as his perceptive crown blazed a trail into the undiscovered country of her dark fortress deeper than Eddie ever ventured.

Always thinking of the best way to conquer a woman, and as good and as snug as Kerri's exceptional cunt felt with his shaft buried to the hilt, Hank resolved overwhelming our unworldly lass from the inception with several forceful strokes was the best way to break her to the will-shattering might of his cock.

Only after that did he plan on easing into a more rhythmic fucking of our adorable daughter.

Bamboozled by the suddenness of his move, Kerri struggled comprehending what was happening, flailing her head in response while unable to dislodge the thick staff filling her vagina as he firmly held her hips.

Strenuously withdrawing his long shaft to the rim of his swollen cockhead, Hank unceremoniously plowed all the way into her unresisting depths again, gaining the hysterical reaction he desired so thoroughly in taking Kerri for the first of what in intended to be many times in the future.

"Uunngghhh!" another gasp flew from our wavering coed's distorted lips.

Pleased with her demonstrative if not entirely accepting response, Hank thrust again, and again, and again in rapid succession, each staccato drive eliciting a similar excited and confused utterance.

"Hhhuuuhh, aaawwggh, ohhhhhhh!" Kerri groaned passionately for all to hear, immobilized under Hank's slight body with her arms braced on her elbows holding her torso aloft while her unbelievable tits rolled about her flushed chest in time with each stroke of the man's truly big and truly hard cock.

By the fifth plunge of his rigid shaft entirely into our yielding college girl's slickly gushing pussy, Kerri's arms gave out and her body crashed onto the cushion. Hank's wiry grayish hair intermingled in tangled confusion with her own downy soft auburn pussy curls, smashing his pubic bone against her own.

"Ohhhhh, mmmh," she sighed in surrender, her body sapped from the powerful orgasm she'd already experienced from Hank's skilled tongue.

Even as an accomplished athlete, Kerri simply didn't have enough fight to resist the serious pounding my steadfast boss imparted in the opening salvo of his assault on her virtue. The generous length and girth of Hank's burrowing shaft was unlike anything she experienced with Eddie, sparking nerve endings deep in her interior she hadn't known existed.

The erotic sensations enveloped her young body, igniting lights and triggering synapses in her head with pangs of pleasure and throes of lust so superb she wasn't emotionally prepared to handle them. In combination with the embarrassing sight of her compromised mother and her two laboring partners was simply too much.

Seizing the moment, Hank slipped a forearm beneath each of Kerri's muscular butt cheeks and in one strenuous motion lifted our robust daughter's lower frame fully onto the couch, shifting her body to lay length-wise in a classic missionary position with Hank on top.

Impressively, his hard cock never left the snug sheath of her slowly accommodating fuck channel.

Now, set with hands extended on either side of our recumbent daughter, Hank soaked in the fresh, freckled face of our splendid coed -- appreciating her youth, beauty, and innocence as her darting, emerald eyes stared back questioningly.

Kerri's magnificent chest rose and fell with each breath, and her girlish bangs set pasted wet with sweat to her forehead as she nervously wondered what this old man would do next.

With my mid-50's boss and our sweet angel face-to-face, Hank caught her frightened eyes momentarily before lowering his mouth to her lips forcing a kiss.

Unprepared, she abruptly turned her head to the side but was pulled back by his strong hand on her trembling chin and pressuring her jaw muscles in demonstration of his power, Hank dipped, once more slipping his probing tongue into her unwilling mouth.

With little resistance, but also without reciprocating, Kerri reluctantly allowed his tongue to roam freely, even letting him dart and tango with her tongue without response. Satisfied with her tolerance, Hank dropped onto our cowed daughter, resting on his elbows and pressing his hairy chest against her upright tits, drilling her diamond point nipples into his skin.

Hank was now in total control, and in a much more effective and comfortable position to finish off our tenuous but relenting darling, completing her final submission to his shameful demands on her way to assuming her place as the accommodating coed slut he expected for his and the company's benefit.

Keeping the initiative, Hank again withdrew the length of his long shaft from Kerri's slippery tunnel with her delicate pussy lips clinging ardently to the glistening skin of his cock with each inch. Calculatingly, with a practiced motion he smoothly sliced the entire length of his spear back into her waiting cunt.

"Huhh, uuuuuhhh," Kerri inhaled harshly, catching her breath and releasing a low, involuntary whimper as inch after inch of her mature lover's impressive cock filled her once more.

Emma heard Kerri's sigh, noting her pink painted toes curl and wiggle just a little, knowing from experience what our daughter was feeling. She understood that Hank is a bastard -- heartless and depraved. She also realized his supreme ability to fuck a woman into submission, riding her until breaking down her barriers with his insistent cock.

My sympathetic wife recognized from her reaction our young Kerri was no different, and that experienced or not, she'd reach ecstatic heights she never before attained as he hammered her senseless until her body inexorably surrendered to the unrelenting pleasure, regardless of how hard her mind and soul resisted.

'My baby girl,' she cried a silent tear at our adult daughter's coming destruction, even as Ike gave her own cunt a solid pummeling, with her lips tirelessly affixed to Ted's insistent cock sawing regularly into her velvety mouth.