EroticReverie

Cecilia

My nipples are hard, and wet. My pussy pulsing with anticipation as this man works his belt, his zipper, shuffling his pants down with an unhinged urgency. He groans and bounces me upward, hoisting me again, and his mouth takes another long hard pull on one of my nipples. Biting it hard, pinching it in his teeth as I cry out, my head knocking back against the door as my fingers pull at his slicked back silver hair. He's been sucking, nipping, licking and kissing my tits for the past five minutes, but it's felt like forever, and yet, not long enough. I loved watching him, listening to him speak and groan with my nipples in his mouth, his beard brushing against my skin, scratching it, rubbing against it making it start to feel slightly raw from how aggressively he was shoving his face in my breasts. 

I wasn't sure what it was about him that had me acting like wanton whore. But I couldn't stop myself from letting this nameless stranger screw me in a fucking pantry while I was supposed to be working. I wasn't sure if I'd get in trouble or lose my job for this, but I also, didn't care at this very moment. I had deep rooted daddy issues, and this silver haired fox of a man was currently taking care of those issues. 

"I'm only nineteen" I pant as I feel him start to drop me down and line himself up , and he grabs my ass, right under it, near my thighs, and drops me right down on his cock while thrusting up into me. My head knocks back again and I scream. And he groans loudly and then pulls out , lifting me, my arms grasping around him to help lift up, my legs hooked behind his thighs as I try to help him lift myself up on his cock. But then he's dropping me back down, and slamming even harder, thrusting into me again.

"yeah, you feel like a fucking teenager , with this tight fucking cunt" He grunts and I curse. 

He thrusts again, again, the door knocking against my back, shaking on the hinges as this man drills into me harder than I've ever had it. It's been months since I've had sex, and my pussy was fucking drenched, and greedy and loving every second of having filthy sex with a stranger. I've had a few one night stands, but I at least knew their names. I didn't know his. Which just made it hotter and dirtier and turned me on even more. 

Maybe it's the daddy issues, no, it's definitely the daddy issues. But I always liked my men older. Thanks to my fathers verbal and physical, and sometimes sexual abuse, I was every old perverts cup of tea. Just a girl, looking for validation from an older man to fill the void. Validation I've sworn to myself I don't need. And I really dont need it. I know that. But I fucking want it. 

"you like having a big older man cock in your tight cunt, Cinnamon?" He pants as he fucks me and I keep moaning and panting and letting him use me against the door. My hips bucking, trying to ride him, but he's going so damn fast I cant even keep up. 

"yeah" I whine. 

"Yeah? Well I love having my old cock buried in sweet young pussy" he groans. 

"and you Cinnamon, you might have the sweetest young cunt I've ever had" he pants and I moan and grab his face and kiss him. I whimper the second my mouth hits his, the groan he leaves on my lips as he stops the kiss and thrusts harder, sending my back up the fucking door as I scream. 

"fuck you're beautiful, kiss me again little girl" he groans and I whimper. Him calling me a little girl scratches a deep itch in my brain. I dont care to break it down in my head and try to understand why I like it. 

I kiss him again and he groans and slows, and focuses on kissing me back, more than thrusting or fucking me.

"mm, you're so fucking dangerous, a man could lose his fucking mind being kissed like that Cinnamon, could lose his fucking mind being in such a pretty girl, with a such a tight fucking cunt" he grunts and then drops me down and thrusts hard as I scream. 

One vicious thrust after another, his bare cock slamming into me, making me scream each time. I dont bother to try to be quiet, he doesnt bother to shush me or cover my mouth. 

He grinds into me with his cock inside of me and I pant, cursing, holding on as I feel my orgasm building with the friction he's giving.

"make that fucking cunt cum on my cock, make that nineteen year old pussy cum all over my cock you pretty young bitch" he grunts and fucks me hard as he grinds into me. My eyes rolling back , my nails digging into his shoulders, my cunt pulsing as I cum. 

"ungh, fuck" He grunts and I feel his hips jerk, feel his cum, warm inside of me, spilling into me and out of me as he thrusts again, and again. Making a mess of me, of himseldf. Groaning loudly as he stops moving and pants hard as I tremble, shaking, legs quaking around him. 

I'm breathing hard as he exhales. Hanging his head. He kisses my shoulder then gently lowers me, his cock sliding out of me. the mess of our cum, drips onto my thighs as he pulls back. His perfectly slicked back hair, now a mess. He grabs his pants, tucks his dick back in his briefs, zips himself up as I stand there with all the fabric of my dress just bunched around my waist. Unsure of how Im even standing on my trembling legs as I just look at him, watching him as I come down. 

"Fix your dress." He says as he tucks in his shirt and straightens himself out. I do what he says, knowing I need to, but Im still in a daze. I've never been fucked like that. I've never had a man cum inside of me. I liked it. I liked the mess between my legs, I liked having a silver haired older mans cum dripping out of me. 

As I right my dress he steps over to me and grabs my chin and smiles. Looking at my freckles, my nose, my lips and he puts a brief firm kiss on my mouth. 

"That was incredible. Thank you." he says as he steps back and reaches inside of his jacket. 

"I gave the last girl five hundred. But you ...." He shakes his head. "mmm" 

I watch as he pulls out who knows how much money and then folds it in half, and holds it out to me. 

"What...what's that for?" I ask dumbly. 

"Your cunt, I'll be sure to tell the others how good you are. You'll make a killing." He says. 

I swallow hard. I knew there was no getaway or plane in my future. I wasn't dumb. But I...god, I was stupid. 

There's a knock on the door that makes me jump. He holds out the money.

"Mister Sterling, sir?" A voice calls. "They need you on stage sir." a male voice says as he steps forward. Still holding the money.

"I dont want it" I say shaking my head. I wouldnt let someone pay me for sex. That's ...that's not what I thought I was doing.

"What do you mean you don't want it? You earned it." He says and then lifts his hands and shoves the money down the top of my dress and smiles and leans in again. And this time, I feel what I missed before. The coldness ofa thin strip of metal around his wedding finger as he holds my jaw and places a kiss on my cheek. 

"I'd like you again before I leave." He says and kisses my mouth with a groan.

"mm , fantastic" he mutters and nips my lip and then gently swipes me from the door and opens it. 

He doesn't look back , but the man at the door sighs and shakes his head as "Mister Sterling" walks off down the hall. 

The guy at the door has an ipad in hand and then another person comes over and looks at me. A woman. She rolls her eyes.

"I swear to god, Im going to kill him one day." She mutters to the guy as he turns the ipad around and points to the screen. 

"Sign here, and here." He says pointing to two lines.

"Sign? What? What am I signing?" I ask. 

"An NDA. Basically means, keep your mouth shut about what happened tonight or you'll get sued." The girl says and then nods to the screen.

"Sign it." She says. 

"And if i dont?" I ask. Because, what the hell?

"You will." She says. 

"I'm not signing anything, I didn't....I don't...what the hell?"  I ask and the girl rolls her eyes.

"Ralph. We need you." The girls says, then I realize they're both wearing ear pieces.

Less than ten seconds later as I stand there confused, a giant ass man, tall and built like a fucking brick walks over.

"This...is Wreck it Ralph..and he's REALLY appreciate it , if you singed the NDA." she says with a bat of her lashes and a fake smile.

"JEsus christ, fine." I say. I wouldnt have told anyone anyways.

As Im reading it, she sighs in annoyane. I lift my eyes and cock my brow with a "Really?". 

She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms and I keep reading. 

Minutes go by as I scroll up the page and  back down then something clicks in my brain. 

Simon Sterling. Simon Sterling. 

"Wait.....he's.....HE is Simon Sterling?" I ask as I lift my eyes to all three of them who are looking at me like im stupid, or maybe like Im just a whore. Or both. Probably both. 

"Yes, which is why you can understand why we need you to sign this. " She says and nods to the ipad.

Simon Sterling was a billionaire. And not just like a few billion, like....a lot of billions. Him and his wife were both billionaires in their own rights. Samantha Steriling owned one of the most famous makeup and skincare brands.  and Simon, well, what DIDNT he own? What DIDNT he do? I've never actually seen the man though. He was private. His name was known, and Im sure there were plenty who knew his face. But, i'd never cared to do a google search on one of the wealthiest men in the world before. Now the couple thousand in my dress seems like an insult when the man has that much money. Okay, not the point. 

"Sign it." Ralph's deep voice bellows and I nod. Taking the electronic pen and running my signature across the two lines. 

"Perfect." the girls says. 

"Enjoy your night, or whatever." She says and then three of them walk off. 

I just stand there. With a billionaires cum dripping on my thighs.