Plunge In Deep, Daddy; Filthy Age Gap Stories

2~♠ GOOD LITTLE WHORE, USE YOUR TONGUEELENA When we arrived, I couldn’t help but gasp. The penthouse was fucking insane with all the dark glass, black marble, and city lights sparkling like diamonds from far below. Salvatore didn’t say a word the whole ride up in the private elevator. He just kept his big hand on the back of my neck, and his thumb stroked my skin like he was already my master.My legs were still shaky from all the dancing I did in the club and my pussy still throbbed from the way he’d fingered me earlier. I could feel my own wetness on my thighs as we walked inside.“Strip,” he ordered, loosening his tie as we got in and the door closed.I froze. “R—right now?”Salvatore turned to look at me. His eyes were dark and hungry. “Did I stutter, little girl? Take everything off and do it slowly, no rush.”My hands trembled as I reached behind my back and unhooked the tiny lace bra. It fell to the floor and now my big breasts were now out in the air, out to Salvatore 's f

4~♠ THIS PUSSY BELONGS TO ME, YOU BELONG TO ME ELENAI woke up feeling sore all over.My body ached in places I didn’t even know could ache. My pussy felt swollen and tender, still sticky with Salvatore's cum. There were bruises on my hips shaped like his fingerprints and dark hickeys on my neck and breasts. I could still taste him on my tongue.For a second, I just lay there in his huge bed, staring at the ceiling of the penthouse. Everything seemed normal but that was a lie because everything that happened yesterday wasn't the least normal.He told me I was a Rossi. A mafia princess. A child hidden and wanted for power.And I let him fuck me like an animal anyway. I came so hard that I cried while he pumped me full of his seed and whispered that he’d never let me go.My stomach twisted with fear and shame and the worst of it all was that I still felt a low, throbbing heat between my legs at the memory.I turned my head to check but Salvatore wasn’t in bed. I heard his deep voice

6~♠ I NEED DADDY'S COCK SALVATOREWe were halfway through dinner when I noticed something was wrong with my little princess.Elena sat across from me at the dining table, pushing her food around her plate. She looked pale, her usual fire was missing, and she kept shifting uncomfortably in her seat. The robe I had allowed her to wear tonight kept slipping off one shoulder, revealing the marks I’d left on her skin yesterday.“Elena,” I said quietly, setting my knife down. “What’s wrong?”She shook her head, refusing to meet my eyes. “Nothing, Daddy.”I narrowed my eyes. She was lying. I could always tell.Standing up, I walked around the table and the moment she tried to stand too, I saw it. It was a small red stain on the back of the robe, and another on the chair where she’d been sitting.She froze when she noticed me staring, her face turning bright red with embarrassment.“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “I didn’t… I didn’t realize it started. I’ll clean it up….”I s

~♠8 YOU WANT DADDY'S BABY?Salvatore I received a call at 2 a.m from one of my best men who sounded scared on the phone. “Boss, the Russians know. They found the old papers and now they know Elena is the last Rossi. They’re coming for her tonight. They want to use her to break you.”My blood turned ice cold, then burning hot.I ended the call and walked back into the bedroom. Elena was curled up in my bed, wearing nothing but my shirt, looking peaceful for once. My chest tightened. No one was taking her from me, not now, not ever.I sat on the edge of the bed and gently shook her awake.“Elena. Wake up, baby.”She blinked sleepily, then saw my face and sat up fast. “What’s wrong?”I pulled her into my lap, holding her tight onto my chest, my arms wrapped around her like iron bands.“They know who you really are,” I said quietly. “The rival family found out that you’re the Rossi princess. They’re coming to take you tonight. To hurt me through you.”She froze in my arms and I felt her

~«2 Alex, You're Very Big MIA After the wedding, everything changed so fast. The next morning, my mother called me to the sitting room. She looked at me with serious eyes and said, “Mia, you are too quiet and you don’t know how to behave like a proper woman. Go and stay with your sister, Sarah for some time. Maybe you will learn good manners from her and become responsible.”I tried to argue. “Mama, please. I don’t think it’s a good idea. I can learn here at home.” But who would listen to me? My mother had already made up her mind. My father just nodded and said it was for my own good. No one cared about how I felt so I packed my small bag with a heavy heart. I knew staying in the same house with Alex would be very dangerous after what happened under the table at the wedding but I had no choice.Later that afternoon, Alex came to pick me up from my parents’ house. He looked so handsome in a simple black shirt and jeans. His muscles showed clearly under the cloth and when he smiled a