Secret Desires (4 page)

Adam slipped a thick finger inside her cunt, making Rose gasp and writhe upon the desk. He couldn’t help it. He wanted her.

‘Yes,’ she hissed, and then with a smile over her shoulder she added, ‘Sir.’

It was too much for Adam. He slipped another finger inside her soaking slit and began to slowly massage them in and out, feeling the slippery walls inside. Rose closed her eyes and clenched her hands into fists.

Adam got to his knees so her perfect ass was positioned right in front of his face. He bit the sweet apple before him, making Rose gasp. Pulling her panties to the side, and spreading her ass cheeks, Adam gazed upon her perfect pink asshole.

Adam ran his finger down her crack, skirting the edge of her tight asshole, so close to her ridged skin. He repeated this, getting closer to her centre. She shivered in anticipation as Adam stroked a finger gently across her puckered hole.

Adam planted a kiss over her pink hole, and Rose gasped.

‘No,’ she whispered. But Adam knew she wanted it for Rose pushed her ass higher, trying to meet his lips. She shivered, and let out a small moan as his tongue touched her.

‘Oh,
sir
.’

Adam began to lick Rose’s asshole, first circling it, and then reaching her centre. He probed her secret place, trying to push past her hole. At the same time, Adam slid his dripping fingers in and out of her aching cunt. Rose was breathing hard now. She had succumbed to him, and was begging for more.

‘That feels good,’ she groaned and Adam dipped his tongue into her asshole. ‘No one has ever done that to me before,’ she breathed.

Adam ate her ass furiously, burying himself between her cheeks. He probed his tongue as deep as it would go, making Rose cry out.

‘I’m gonna … I’m gonna -’ Adam knew that she was getting close.

He rubbed her clit furiously with his hand, and Rose shook with ecstasy, her body trembling from head to foot. He felt her asshole tighten around his tongue as the orgasm rippled through her. Her juices soaked his hand, and she had to stifle the moans that escaped her mouth.

‘I’m not done with you,’ he told her.

Adam flipped rose over so she was on her back. He spread her legs wide in the air and gazed upon her beautiful pussy, glistening with her juices.

Rose’s face was flushed. She beckoned Adam forwards, and he gladly obliged, pulling his erect cock out of his trousers.

‘Fuck me,’ Rose moaned, gazing upon his throbbing member.

He had been waiting for this. Adam slid the head of his cock up and down Rose’s slit, teasing her. She closed her eyes, and whined. Adam pushed his cock, the head entering her by an inch. Rose squirmed impatiently. He withdrew, and smiled when she glared angrily.

‘Please,’ she begged.

‘Please, sir,’ Adam corrected.

‘Sir,’ Rose complied. ‘Please, sir.’

Adam entered her by an inch again, and pulled out. He wanted to drive her mad. He wanted to hear Rose begging for it.

‘
Please
,’ she simpered. ‘Sir. I want you.’

Adam complied, pushing his cock inside her tight, wet pussy, until he was buried to the hilt. He filled her completely. She was so tight, and warm. She mustn’t have been with many men. He gripped her thighs tightly, and Rose let out a hiss as she lifted her hips to meet him. Adam’s hips rolled forwards in unison. Rose was so wet; her juices were dripping down her thighs and onto his polished desk. He thrust into her, again and again, the wet slapping sound filling the room. Her body arched against the desk, and Adam’s fingers dug into her thighs until his knuckles were white.

He leant over her, his hand finding her hair and balling into a fist around her locks. He grinded against her body, his cock pushing in and out of her moist cunt.

‘Say my name,’ Adam growled into her ear. ‘Say my name whilst I’m fucking you.’

‘Mr. Archer,’ Rose said in a trembling voice, wrapping her legs around his hips. ‘
Mr. Archer
.’

Adam’s swollen cock plunged into her whilst his other hand found her throat. He held her tightly, feeling the walls of her pussy clamping down around his cock, and he knew she was going to come again. But he wasn’t done with her yet.

Pulling out, Adam ordered Rose to get onto her knees in front of him. She obliged at once, falling to the floor and taking his soaking cock into her mouth.

‘Do you like the taste of yourself on my cock?’ He asked her.

Rose nodded, looking up at him with those large emerald eyes as she sucked her juices from his member.

Rose moaned at the feel of him in her mouth, the press of his cock at the very back of her throat. Her lips were open wide to accommodate him. She slid her tongue around the length of him and hollowed her cheeks, sucking him as deep into her throat as she could manage, until her nose was shoved against the coarse hair above his cock.

Adam was getting close. His hips bucked, fucking her throat as fast as he could. He was going to come in his students mouth, and she was going to swallow his entire load.

‘Fuck,’ Adam growled through clenched teeth.

Rose was rubbing her clit furiously as she fucked him with her mouth. She moaned against his cock, and the vibrations sent him over the edge. His orgasm rocketed through his body, and his seed shot into her mouth. Rose drank it all, like the good student she was, and licked his cock clean.

Panting, Adam released the grip he’d had on her hair. Rose’s knees buckled and she collapsed to the ground, breathing hard.

Adam zipped up his trousers and looked down at her.

‘So,’ he said. ‘Are you going to stay in my class?’

Rose nodded, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

By Cat Fields

Tate
Black was shocked when he heard that his father had remarried. His mother had died when he was young, and it had always just been him and his dad. When he was going to college, his father told him during his senior year that he was dating a woman, but getting married barely one year into their relationship was a huge shock. Saskia was a woman who had been divorced a long time and he guessed they just fell into a mindset of hurrying up because they were both in their forties. Tate just hoped that his dad had set up a great prenuptial agreement. His father was the one who always told Tate not to make rash decisions growing up, and now he's seemingly made one himself.

What's more,
Saskia was the mother of two kids that Tate had gone to high school with. The eldest, Rory, was in his grade. They had a few classes with together, but they were never friends or had hung out before. Rory’s sister, Rachel, was one grades below them; Tate had never had a conversation with her because she was ‘popular’. She was on the cheerleading squad so he saw her during his football games. Tate remembered thinking that Rachel was extremely attractive the first time he’d seen her, but it was still weird to think that this girl was now his step-sister.

His father,
James Black, had been married in a court house. He told Tate not to bother to fly home for it so it wouldn't interrupt his studies during his last few months of school.

Tate was 20
, had just finished his first year at college. Thus, Tate decided to fly home and live at the house he’d grown up in during the college break. Of course, now that his father was married, it would be a packed house.

Tate
decided that there was really no shame in being attracted to Rachel – it's not like they were a blood relation. They hadn’t grow up together.

After the plane
had landed, Tate disembarked and saw his new family together for the first time.

‘
Hey son,’ his father said as he came up and hugged him. ‘Welcome home!’

Saskia
came up to him next. Although he went to school with her kids, Tate had never met her before, and when he saw her he immediately knew why his father wasted no time in locking her up.

Saskia was in her 40's but could have easily passed for early 30's, with long black hair, a slim waist and relatively large breasts for her figure. She clearly had a little bit of plastic surgery done at some point, but it had paid off.

‘
Hello Tate! So nice to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you from your father.’

‘
Nice to meet you too,’ said Tate.

Rory
came up to him next and they shook hands. ‘Hey man, nice to see you again.’

Tate greeted him and shook his hand but couldn't help but feel a little awkward – they knew each other to some degree in high school and certainly had no animosity but they were never friends or talked to each other outside of class.
Rory was the star football player while Tate socially awkward and reclusive.

Next up was
Rachel, now 18. She’d just finished high school. She had long black hair, an absolutely adorable face with just the right amount of freckles, and a killer body that included a nice round ass and a slim waist and a toned stomach. Her breasts had been small but perky in high school, but she had definitely filled out over the last year.

Tate went in for a handshake, but Rachel
threw his hand away and went in for a hug. ‘Oh put that away, you're my new big brother!’ she said as she squeezed him and made a squealing noise. Tate bucked his lower body away as he correctly assumed that his dick would get hard from having her tits pressed against his chest.

‘
Hey there,’ Tate laughed awkwardly. He was excited at the possibility of seeing an attractive girl around his house initially, but he knew that he would never act on it because he would never put his father in that awkward position. But he didn't expect it to be like this – the best case scenario was a major case of blue balls, and the worst case scenario was he might get caught staring at her and creating an awkward situation for everyone.

~

As they drove home, the new family chit-chatted. Tate found out that
Saskia was a relatively successful pharmacist, which somewhat alleviated his concerns that she was a gold digger.

Eventually he and
Rory got talking and seemed to have a few things in common. Both boys liked violent video games, and comic books. Rachel did not say much on the way home.

Finally, they arrived. The five of them hung out for a few hours and talked and shared a bottle of wine. Tate didn't dare ask about sleeping arrangements – he was pretty sure that it would cause some sort of conflict. When it came time to go to bed, his father approached him when they were alone.

‘Hey, Tate, we gave your room to Rachel, and Rory is sleeping in the guest bedroom. Sorry, kid, but we can’t kick her out. She’s been in that room for a few months now. You don't mind sleeping on the couch for now, do you?’

Tate was pissed but knew that something like this was coming. He felt like he had the rights
to the room that he grew up in.

Tate slept on the living room couch that night, and he
was miserable. Tate was 6 foot 1 inches tall, and easily was larger than the couch, and when he woke up his back felt miserable.

Tate woke up sore at 9am, and saw
Rachel going about the kitchen.

‘Morning,’ she said brightly. ‘How did you sleep?’

‘Miserable. I'm much larger that this stupid couch, I feel like shit.’

‘
Oh, that’s too bad,’ Rachel replied.

Tate was sort of pissed off by this reply – why couldn't he get his old bedroom back?
Rachel was the smallest of the three. She should be the one to sleep on the couch.

Tate found it hard to be mad, however, as he watched
Rachel go around the kitchen, her amazing body dressed in nothing but a t-shirt and panties while cooking waffles for everyone. He made sure the blanket he had covered his erection, and felt the need to commentate. ‘Hey, sorry if this is weird, but could you put on some shorts or pants or something?’

Rachel
laughed. ‘Why, are you uncomfortable with your new sister walking around in her underwear?’

Tate hesitated and then said
, ‘Well, it's just kind of indecent.’

Rachel
laughed and said that she would go find some shorts, and ran upstairs to get some. When she came back, Tate saw that she was wearing tight Daisy Duke jean shorts, which didn't exactly help the situation.

Later on in the morning,
James, Saskia and Rory woke up and started to eat breakfast. While they were in the middle of eating, James told the three kids that Saskia and he had an announcement.

After their marriage, they had not had a honeymoon yet, and in
two days they were going to Hawaii for three weeks. James apologized for bailing on Tate right after he had returned home from school, and apologized for not disclaiming it sooner but he wanted to keep it as a special surprise for his new wife and he booked the tickets before he knew that Tate was coming home. Tate claimed that he understood. James and Saskia told the kids that this would give the three of them some time to bond as new siblings.