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Quickie with the boss’s daughterHey, this is the first story I post on here. English isn’t my mother tongue, so please don’t concentrate too much on spelling/grammar mistakes (hints on what to improve are very welcome though). Constructive criticism appreciated, maybe try to post at least one thing you liked when commenting 🙂 Thanks! Morrison was a real dick. He seemed to have fun cutting coffee breaks, pushing in some extra shifts or loudly barking at his workers for the tiniest reasons in front of everyone else, just to humiliate them. Of course he did that only to the guys, who he knew for sure wouldn’t shout back or get physical. Morrison was a short man, around 55, getting fatter every year. He had a bald spot that had spread from the top of his skull and ate up nearly all of his thin, black hair now. How he tried to comb it over looked pathetic and it was obvious, that with his angry attitude he tried to compensate for a lot of things, including his hair loss. None of his workers liked Morrison, to the contrary, everybody hated him and on occasions, when he would get pissed at nothing and shout wildly, spit flying in every direction and his arms flipping around, the atmosphere in the dim assembly hall would be extremely tense and mutiny would be in the air. But his workers needed this shit job and so they refrained from anything to piss Morrison off even more. Among themselves they would refer to Morrison simply as “the bastard” however.The kind of pathetic asshole Morrison was, it seemed inexplicable how he could be the father of such a pretty daughter. None of Morrison’s workers have ever seen his wife, but she must be a beauty. Pamela was a 16-year old teenage girl with long legs; soft, slightly tanned skin; for her age, huge tits that were extremely firm and a pretty face that seemed innocent but carried a constant slight smirk, as if she was well aware of her attractiveness and what it did to guys. The first time she came to the factory, everyone seemed to stop doing what they did for a moment and stood there in complete disbelieve, when this hot young girl walked up to Morrison, embraced him, kissed him on the cheek and said “Hey daddy!”, in a loud, penetrating however cotton candy soft voice. In April Pamela had started to come more often to the factory, usually in the afternoons. She would sit in Morrison’s office, do some homework, text her friends and flip through some magazines she brought in her handbag. No one knew the reason, why she would come to the factory to spend some hours after school. Sometimes she seemed to like being there, smiled and laughed when she talked to Morrison, other times she looked annoyed as if being forced to be there. None of Morrison’s workers really cared why Pamela was there. They simply enjoyed the eye candy, when they had their breaks and Pamela stood near them getting some air or talking on her cell phone to some of her friends. As the weather got warmer, Pamela also peeled off layers and layers of her outfits every day. All of the guys imagined how it would be to ravage that tight body of hers, one way or another. But since Morrison was very protective, no one ever really talked to Pamela, fearing that Morrison, in his irrational way, would fire them just for looking at Pamela one second too long or in way that he didn’t like. Only Dennis had the balls to have small conversations with Pamela. Sometimes Morrison would punish him for that by giving him extra shifts – even though Morrison didn’t say why, Dennis knew it was for talking to Pamela – but that didn’t stop him chatting the 16-year-old up or even flirt yenimahalle escort with her. It was nothing serious and more like a joke – Pamela would sometimes complain about anything that happened at school and Dennis would say something like: “…but a sexy girl like you…” Pamela then would notice the compliment with a tiny smirk and appreciative glance. Sometimes Pamela would even eyeball Dennis more intense in a way that he was sure that she was imagining something sexual about him, but then again she would never really flirt back, because even though she emitted something highly erotic and somehow naughty, Dennis was certain that she would never want to upset her daddy by having a fling with one of his workers. This certainty disappeared one day in early June. Pamela stormed outside with angry steps through the loading area of the factory. Dennis was just having a break and was standing together with some of the guys when he noticed how angry and annoyed Pamela was. He had just lit a cigarette and now walked up to Pamela, who was standing at the farthest loading ramp between a truck and a fence, flipping through her phone and emitting some angry groaning from time to time. “What’s up, girl?” he asked after taking a drag from his cigarette, in his usual friendly way with the hints of some dirty thoughts resonating in his voice. “Nothing” Pamela replied firmly, forcing herself to smile. “Can I have one?” she then asked, before Dennis could say anything to get the conversation going. She never smoked. “Aren’t you a little too young for that?” he asked mockingly but willingly holding out the pack of cigarettes to Pamela, knocking at the bottom of it with the tip of his finger so that one cig would pop out. “Thanks” Pamela grinned and there was something different about her. Dennis felt like this was not the usual banter between them. While taking some drags, he glanced at her regularly like he always did. It was a warm, nearly hot, day and Pamela was wearing a pair of flat, black sandals, a white pleated skirt that nearly didn’t make it to her knees and a green tube top that really complimented her large tits and under which the thin black straps of a neck holder bikini top appeared. For a moment their eyes locked and without saying anything Pamela simply smiled in a sexy way, knowing that Dennis was checking her out, liking it a lot and showing this more obviously than usual. “You like me, don’t you?” Pamela suddenly asked, grinning sexily. “I do” Dennis replied quickly, taking another drag and looking casually at a point behind Pamela rather than directly at her. Before he exhaled the thin blue smoke, Pamela said with a lasciviously smile: “And you probably want to fuck me.” She took a drag, which was only her third or fourth since their conversation began and penetrated Dennis with her deep green eyes.Dennis was surprised by her direct words but didn’t lose his cool manner. He just looked at her and took the last few drag of his cigarette before flicking it away, saying nothing and replying Pamela’s straight looks with confidence, even pushing his broad chest out a bit. “I bet you have a huge cock” Pamela then said interrupting the tense silence and her tongue was sensually forging the shape of the hot, melting word: “cock”. Having said those words, Pamela became wet instantly. Just looking at Dennis and seeing how he barely reacted to them with the slight grin lasting on his face, cool as ever, but some twitching in the corners of his mouth, knowing he was thinking about scenarios at enormous speed aroused her immensely. ulus escort She wanted to fuck him and knew he was as horny as her, now casually looking for a suitable place before even replying to what Pamela had said. Finally Dennis said: “You’re hot” and it seemed like a dull response but the way he looked a Pamela with his sexy grey eyes, it was as if he said: “You’re hot and I want to fuck you, but what about your father?”. “Let’s just do it” Pamela replied smiling to this unspoken question.Instantly Dennis took Pamela’s small, soft hand, dragged her a few meters with hot desire that made Pamela even hornier and then softly pushed her into the back of the delivery truck that was standing there idle, without caring if somebody saw them getting in together. He jumped in after her and pulled the doors close. The shipping space of the truck was hot and the air was sticky. It was half empty but some bigger packages made it hard to move and they had to stand very close to each other, as they started kissing and touching. Dennis stuck his tongue into Pamela’s mouth and swiftly grabbed both of her big boobs. The soft but at the same time firm feeling of them made his cock rise quickly underneath his jeans. With a sudden move, he pushed down Pamela’s tube top from her tits so that it glided down her silky skin and sat around her hips, just above the white skirt. He then shoved away the fabric of the tiny bikini top that could barely hold up the volume of Pamela’s breasts, so that they were exposed to him. Remarkable tits! So round and full with small – now hard – nipples hat were surrounded by wide, brown circles, boobs at the border of being too big for Pamela’s skinny frame and also too big for a young teenage girl in general. Simply stunning! Seeing how amazed Dennis was by her tits, Pamela grinned and whispered “fuck me!” as she stroked some of her shoulder-long, brunette hair out of her face before grabbing Dennis between his legs, feeling the thickness of his growing erection underneath his pants. His eyes were still locked on those perfect tits that he now started to lick, but Dennis lost no time to open up his jeans and pushing them down to his ankles, together with his tight fitting, black boxers. His half hard cock sprung up like an attacking snake. Pamela grinned. Dennis’ cock wasn’t huge but not small either; pressing against Pamela’s tender body it easily reached her belly button and felt as heavy as forceful. She yearned to have it inside her and eagerly spread her legs, when Dennis now lifted her light body up onto one of the big, heavy boxes in the truck. With swift grabs, he took off Pamela’s skirt and the white thong that was underneath it, so that Pamela was now only wearing her sandals, the tube top like a belt around her hips and the bikini top still with the straps on her shoulders but with the fabric shoved away from her breasts. Pamela could feel the tip of Dennis’ penis subtly pressed against her tiny labia. The moistness of the pussy lips struck Dennis with excitement like a sudden lightning and the lust burned in his eyes. Sliding into Pamela was smoothly and she instantly moaned softly with a voice full of pleasure. “Yeah”, she whispered and looked at Denis with a naughty glance as he started thrusting “screw me like a bitch!” Her tone was low but fierce and se slung her legs around Dennis’ strong thighs, to pull him towards herself. “You dirty little girl” he grinned with complete desire and his cock deep in her pussy. With his one hand, he gently stroke Pamela’s cheek and softly touched her lips, with the tunalı escort thumb and index finger of his right hand he rubbed her tiny clitoris. Pamela moaned loudly and her voice echoed through the hot, steamy metal cage they were in. Dennis didn’t care, if her voice could have been heard outside. He thrusted more swiftly into her and felt glistening pearls of sweat on his forehead; also his balls felt moist of sweat and pussy juice. Pamela moaned with pleasure, sometimes louder, most of the time without a sound at all but half parted lips that got dry when Dennis didn’t kiss them for a few moments. While he fucked her, she kept stroking his stubble beard and looked into his eyes deeply with a naughty smile. For the first time, Pamela felt like she was sleeping with a man, a real guy who wasn’t that old – after all Dennis was just 25 – but who knew how to simply take her, pull down his pants and stick his cock inside her for a few minutes of intense, pure lust without any lack of confidence that she could usually feel when having sex with boys her age. When Pamela climaxed, she screamed in a high pitched voice that was silenced when she bit the flesh inside her mouth, so that the metallic taste of blood got strong on her tongue until Dennis kissed her wildly. “Fuck!” she moaned and her legs shivered as Dennis pulled his cock out of her wet pussy. “I’ll come on you tits!” he said lustfully and determined, holding Pamela now at her hips and pulling her light body from the box Pamela was sitting on. “Kneel” he commanded forcefully because he was so close to cumming. For a moment the tone of his voice shocked Pamela, but when she recognized the tense facial expressions of a guy that just couldn’t take another glance at her naked body without spurting his cum everywhere, she felt immensely flattered and willingly went on her knees in front of Dennis. Her mouth was close to his pulsating cock and she felt the urge to lick it, but didn’t want to taste his cum. Pamela pushed her busty chest up and playfully pressed her tits together with her hands, just underneath Dennis’ cock. “Oh god!” he groaned tensely but smirking happily. He rubbed his hard penis just a few times, aimed and then spattered his warm cum all over Pamela’s tits. Long lines of white slime, surrounded by smaller sprinkles, feeling hot and heavy on her smooth skin, reverberating the aftershocks of her orgasm, making her wish to ride Dennis over and over again and being showered with his sticky cumshots every time he orgasms. “Wow” she whispered louder than intended and looked up to Dennis joyfully. He was sweating and his face was overwhelmed with pleasure that seemed to draw a lot of energy from his body. “Awesome” he said grinning and stroking Pamela’s cheek, not looking into her eyes but rather at her cum smeared boobs. “Let’s do it again sometime” Pamela smiled sexily after cleaning herself up with some paper towel she found in the truck, while putting on her thong and skirt again. Dennis had pulled up his pants already and drove his hand through his short brown hair, before swiping off some sweat from his forehead. The air was filled with sex scents and had become unbearably hot which didn’t seem to bother Pamela at all. He smiled, shaking his head in disbelieve of what had just happened. He really had just fucked the hot daughter of his boss and she wanted more. Manliness and pride overcame Dennis for a moment but he didn’t reply to what Pamela had just said. He couldn’t think this far ahead, because he was sure that as soon as they would step out of this truck, someone would see them, know what’s going on and moments later Morrison would fire him, maybe even try to punch him. Dennis imagined it and smiled even more. Before losing his job, he would enjoy the expression on Morrison’s face so much, when he finds out that his daughter was just fucked by Dennis. Hah, the fucking bastard!

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