My name is Brad. I’m nineteen years old and have always gotten any girl I wanted. I know I’m attractive because girls are constantly throwing themselves at me. Getting a piece of ass is extremely easy for me. Perhaps that is why I developed my fascination with Kayla.



Kayla was this girl who was twenty-four with brown hair and brown eyes. She didn’t wear makeup but she was beautiful. She worked at the firm with my dad as a secretary and came to the house frequently to deliver papers or pick up documents. I tried flirting with her but she never gave me the time of day. I’ve never had a woman not give in to my flirting after a little time. But Kayla, on the other hand, hadn’t budged after two months of my persistent flirting. Sometimes I felt like she didn’t even know I existed. Her resistance made me crazy.



I couldn’t sleep at night without waking up to a hard on and a fresh image of her nude body in my mind. Of course it was just my imagination, I had never seen her naked. I would try to find excuses to go up to my Dad’s firm in hopes of seeing her. I would try so hard to get her to notice me but she never did. I couldn’t understand what was happening to me. I had never given any girl a second thought. But this girl, this amazingly simple woman, wouldn’t get out of my head.



I finally gave up on winning her over and simply set my sites on being alone with her. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do once I was there but a part of me felt like things would just fall into place. After all, all of my life that’s what had happened. Getting what I wanted had always been a given for me.



The day finally came when I knew I would have the opportunity. It was around seven in the evening and I and my parents were sitting down for dinner. My mother and Father were discussing some business deal my father was handling when the phone rang. My mother rose from the table to answer it. After a moment or two, she brought the phone in from the kitchen and handed it to my father. I raised a questioning eyebrow at her, asking who it was.



“It’s his secretary.” My mother said, with an annoyed look in her eyes. I felt my heart stop at the image of Kayla. I could faintly hear her voice through the phone. I felt my dick throb in my pants and I took a deep breath to calm myself. My father said a few “uh-huhs” and then “Yeah, I’ll get them to you. Okay. Thanks Kayla. Bye bye.” He then pressed the end button on the phone and looked directly at me. I felt like there was some sign of my obsession on my face but then I realized the look he was giving me. It was the look he always had on his face when he wanted a favor from me.



“What’s up Dad?” I asked, hoping it was something to do with Kayla.



“Well, I accidentally brought some files home today and Kayla needs to drop them at the court house in the morning. I was wondering if you could run them up to the firm for me. “ I nearly jumped out of my seat. I knew that most people at the firm left around five and that Kayla must be there by herself. Maybe she wouldn’t be afraid to show her feelings for me if no one was around. Either way, I could get the alone time I’ve been wanting with her.



“Sure Dad, just let me get dressed.” I said as I got up from the table and ran upstairs to my room. I threw on my best jeans and a t-shirt that wasn’t too baggy but tight enough to show off my pecks and biceps. I had been on the wrestling team my senior year and had kept a great physique to show for it. I glanced at myself in the mirror. I could see my cock getting a little hard in my pants. I thought about jerking off before I left but decided I should hurry and get these files to Kayla.



After running down the stairs and grabbing the files and keys from my Dad, I kissed my Mom goodbye and promised to be back soon. I got into our blazer and headed to my Dad’s firm.



The whole ride there I couldn’t help but rub my cock through my pants. I imagined Kayla’s hands rubbing me and I felt the anticipation to see her building.



When I parked the car in the company parking lot, I was so anxious to get into the building I almost forgot the files. I didn’t realize I had forgotten them until I got to the door and was about to go in.



After I retrieved the files and entered the building, I stepped into the elevator and punched in the button for the 7th floor. My hands were shaking a little bit but I wasn’t sure if I was nervous or just anxious, or maybe both. I tried to picture what would happen once I was alone with Kayla but my mind would just go blank after I handed her the files in my head. I took a deep breath and let go of the worry and decided to just let things fall into place.



When the elevator bell rang letting me know the doors were about to open, I felt my heart pounding in my chest. It was so loud in my ears I thought if someone was in the elevator with me they might be able to hear it too. The doors opened and I saw that the office was mostly dark except for one room in the back; my Dad’s office. I took a deep breath then headed down the dark corridor.



As I got closer, I could hear the sounds of typing. I walked around the last corner and there she was, sitting at her desk typing on her computer. Her hair, which had probably been in a tight pony tail that morning, was hanging loose at the back of her head. Loose strands of hair fell all around her face framing her amazing features. Her slightly pink lips were scrunched up to the side of her face in a focused expression. She had glasses on, probably reading glasses because I had never seen her wear them before. She didn’t notice me and I cleared my throat to get her attention. She jumped in her chair at the sound of my voice.



“Oh, Brad, you scared me. I thought your father would be bringing the files.” She then removed her glasses and rubbed her eyes. She looked tired but still just as beautiful.



“You ok?” I asked, trying to start some form of conversation.



“Yeah I’m fine.” She said smiling and placing her glasses back on her head. The smile wasn’t the flirty smile I was accustomed to from most girls. It was polite smile with no interest behind it at all. I felt my heart sink a little but I knew I wouldn’t give up. I couldn’t.



She then reached her hand out and held it there, palm up. I placed the files in her hand and she quickly opened them.



“Tell your dad thanks. And thank you for bringing them to me.” She said, and I knew she intended for me to leave. I tried t think of something quick, some way to stay longer.

“Yeah no problem, Hey, do you know where the soda machines are? I’m pretty thirsty.” I knew it was a pathetic attempt but she didn’t seem to see through it.



“Yeah, they are right out the door and to the left. You have to pass the copier room and then it’s the last door on the left.” She answered, with no suspicion on her face at all, only distraction. She was paying me no attention and I felt a stab of pain at the fact that my attraction to her was not mirrored by her in any way.



“Umm, that sounds a little confusing. Do you think you could show me? I don’t mean to be a pain I just don’t want to end up somewhere I’m not suppose to be.” I said smiling, trying to maintain a playful tone. She thought about it for a second then nodded and smiled. When she stood up I could smell her perfume and it felt like the smell of a steak to a starving man. And the hunger pains weren’t in my stomach but instead were in my pants. My dick pulsed in them and I wanted her even more.



She led me down the hallway and it took everything I had not to grab her ass. When we got to the soda machines she pointed to it.



“Right there, see it’s not really all that confusing.” She said smiling then turned around to walk away.



“Kayla?” I called, before she could walk off. She turned around and looked at me questioningly.



“Yeah?” She said, a bit of impatience in her voice. I realized then that she saw me as a child, or maybe just as lesser than her, someone way out of her league.



“I, uh, wanted to talk to you about something. I hope that’s ok.” I said, looking towards the ground. I completely forgot about the soda machine and focused my mind on what I was about to say. Kayla stepped back towards the wall and leaned against it with her shoulder. She nodded her head and then waited. Waited for me to say something that I wasn’t even sure what it was going to be. I took a step towards her. Not a big step but a small one that could have been mistaken for shuffling of the feet.



“Kayla I have a problem. There’s this girl that I really, really care about but I don’t think she even knows I’m alive. I need some advice. You think you could help me?” I was proud of myself for coming up with something so close to the truth but still not so revealing of my secret obsession.



“I might be able to. If you like a girl, you should tell her. Most kids your age make the mistake of not telling the person how they feel and they end up missing out on something great.” As she was talking I took another step towards her. Perhaps a more noticeable one but she was too deep in thought to notice. I nodded my head as I closed the last distance between us. A confused look came over her face as I was close enough to press my lips to hers.



“It’s you Kayla.” I whispered as I took her by the back of her head and placed my lips to hers. I opened my lips slightly and sucked on her bottom lip gently. I felt her lips part and I slid just the tip of my tongue between her sweet lips. I felt her tongue flinch inside her mouth as if coming to life. It gently brushed against the tip of mine and I heard her moan. It sounded like a release, like there was a part of her that wanted this as much as I did and for as long as I had wanted it. That was all I needed. I opened my mouth and took all of hers in it. Our lips meshed together and I kissed her perhaps like a hungry do would devour raw meat placed before him. She was moaning and whimpering and it was like pouring gasoline on the fire. It made me want her even more. There was a part of me that couldn’t believe she was kissing me back.



Before I even realized what I was doing, I pulled her skirt up and hiked her right leg up, bending it at the knee. I pressed my already hard cock against her. I knew that I probably resembled some sort of animal but I couldn’t help it. I wanted her so bad.



Her hands were in my hair and on my neck, pressing my mouth to hers. I just couldn’t help myself and reached under her skirt and rubbed her pussy through her panties. I could feel the warmth radiating from it and the wetness that was already seeping through.



Then suddenly she was pushing on my chest, trying to break away. I quickly released her and looked into her eyes curiously. She looked angry. I wasn’t sure if it was at me or at herself or maybe both.



“Brad, we can’t do this.” She said shaking her head and straightening her skirt.



“Why not?” I asked, confused. I touched her face again and tried to bring her sweet lips back to mine. She quickly pushed my hands away and took a step back away from me.



“Brad, you are just a kid. And you’re the boss’s son. I could lose my job. Anyway, this isn’t right. I have a fiancé and we are supposed to get married in a few months. So please, just go home.” She said firmly, still smoothing her skirt. I could tell she meant what she said. There was no uncertainty in her voice, only a slight sense of annoyance and maybe some determination. I started to speak again, but she put her hand out in front of me.



“Please Brad, lets never speak of this again. Just go home to your parents. I’m sure they are waiting for you to return.” And with that she turned around and headed back to her desk. I was left standing there with my mouth ajar and cock hard as can be. I reached down and rubbed it a little through my pants. It was so hard it sort of hurt. My head started spinning and I felt like it was going to explode. I suddenly felt overcome with anger. Who was she to tell me no, to play head games with me? I was Captain of the wresting team and every girls dream. I had all sorts of teenage girls throwing themselves at me just to get a chance with me, to get a taste of my dick. I then took off after her, determined to change her mind.



When I got to her desk again, she was sitting back in her chair with her eyes closed. I thought maybe she had fallen asleep but I wasn’t sure. I closed the door to the office behind me and with the click sound as it shut all the way she opened her eyes and looked at me confused.



“Brad I told you…” Her voice trailed off as the anger on my face must have put things in perspective for her. She no longer had a choice anymore. I was going to get what was mine.



She stood up out of her chair and held her hands out towards me.



“Brad, what are you doing. You need to open that door and go home. I have a lot of work to do…” she couldn’t talk anymore because I covered her mouth with mine. It was different this time. I was angry and I took what I wanted. I pushed her lips apart with mine and forced my tongue into her mouth. She started hitting my chest with her hands and trying to push me away. Her attempts felt pointless and I didn’t even try to stop her fighting. Then she reached up and scratched me on my face. I felt the blood start to come almost immediately. The pain was sharp and it pissed me off. I stopped kissing her and slapped her hard. She fell to the floor and I could hear her beginning to cry. She tried to get up but I pushed her back down. I straddled myself over her and sat on top of her with most of my weight on her stomach. She began to fight me madly. Swinging her arms almost like a cat, trying to scratch at me and she was screaming for me to get off. I couldn’t have her like this and I had to show her who was in charge. So, I hit her again, and again. She began to cry and I kept hitting her. I stopped long enough to ask her if she was finished but she reached for my eyes in an attempt to maybe gouge them out. I slapped her again, harder this time.



“I will stop when you stop Kayla.” I told her, then holding both of her wrists. She began to sob and the tears and blood meshed together on her face.



“Please Brad, don’t do this. It’s not too late. You can go home and we can pretend like this never happened.” She sobbed; it was so pathetic I almost felt sorry for her.



“Don’t worry. We will go home and pretend like this never happened. But nothing has even happened yet.” I said as I bent down and brought my lips to hers. She held her mouth tightly closed but I squeezed her wrists until she parted her lips in a cry of pain. I then released the pressure and forced my tongue into her mouth. Her lips didn’t move and she just sobbed into my mouth. I placed my hand on her neck and began to choke her.



“You better kiss me back Kayla.” I said, as I looked into her face. There was an angry look in her eyes and I knew that she was pissed. She then spat in my face. I was shocked. Without thinking, I reached back and slapped her even harder than before. I heard her scream out and she began to sob again.



“Now kiss me Kayla!” I commanded as I leaned back in for her mouth. She did begin to move her mouth with mine but I could hear her whimpering the whole time. This kiss was nothing like the one by the soda machine but I figured it would do. Whenever her tongue would enter my mouth I sucked and nibbled on it hungrily.



I then started yanking at her shirt. It was a white button up shirt with a suit jacket over it. I felt some of the buttons give way then she was fighting me again. Scratching and pulling at my hands. I grabbed her hands and looked into her face.



“Do you really want me to hit you again? It doesn’t have to be like this. As long as you cooperate I won’t have to hurt you anymore.” As I spoke these words I saw a look of resignation wash over her face. I knew she was giving up. I continued to undo her shirt but this time with more ease. I unbuttoned the rest of her shirt then studied her pink silk bra. She turned her head to the side and just laid there, her arms limp on each side of her.



I dove in, smelling her skin and kissing her breasts. They were beautiful and perfect. I grabbed her bra and yanked it. It didn’t give way on the first try so I yanked it again. I heard a whimper from her lips as it came off. I threw it aside and stared at her amazing bare breasts. I brought my lips to her nipples and played with them with my tongue. Biting and kissing every inch of them. I squeezed her nipples and I felt her body jerk but she didn’t make a sound. I could see that she was crying and I felt a little bad for her. But then I reminded myself that she was the one who made it this way. We could have had great sex had she just gone along with it.



I felt my dick throbbing in my jeans. I started to hike up her skirt and I heard her began to sob. I ignored her and began to flip her over.



“Please Brad, don’t do this. You can still leave. I’ll say I got mugged and no one will ever know.” She pleaded as she allowed me to lay her on her stomach. I pulled her skirt up to her waist and revealed matching pink silky panties. I rubbed my hand over her ass and between her ass cheeks. I undid my jeans, trying to release some of the pressure in my pants. She looked back at me and saw that my hard cock was out and she started crying into the floor.



I pulled her panties down to her mid thigh and I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to put my dick inside of her, to feel her warm cunt around my cock. I positioned myself over her and began shoving my dick into her wet pussy. She began to scream now, knowing what was coming. I grabbed a hand full of her hair and yanked it.



“No screaming Kayla. It’s not going to hurt.” I informed her as my cock head found its mark. It was warm and wet still and I couldn’t help myself. I shoved it in all the way in one thrust. She cried out in pain but her cries sounded distant. I was in a daze and I pulled my dick out and shoved in back in, but harder this time. Her pussy was so tight. I began to fuck her pussy harder than I had ever fucked before. There was something inside of me that snapped. It felt so good to fuck her this way. I knew she was crying but I could barely hear her anymore. I continued to pump her until I felt myself about to cum.



“Kayla it feels so good. I can’t stop. I’m gonna cum inside of you.” I felt my cock begin to jerk inside and I pushed it all the way inside of her as far as I could go.



“Oh shit, shit, shit. Here it comes!” I said as my dick exploded inside of her. She laid there limply on the floor with her panties still half way down, sobbing. I pulled my dick out of her and sat on the floor behind her, admiring her beautiful ass. I expected her to get up and run, but she didn’t move. I stared at her ass and my cock jerked again. I figured I might as well take it while I can. I took off my pants to get them out the way and began to pull off her panties. She immediately jerked to fight me off.



“Calm down, I’m not finished Kayla. Just don’t move. I don’t want to have to hit you anymore.” I said as I completely removed her panties. I spread her legs apart to get a good view of everything. I could see some of my cum leaking out of her probably very sore pussy. I bent over and ran my tongue up her ass crack. I then focused on her asshole and licked it. It tasted so good I licked it even faster and then stuck my tongue inside. I began to fuck her tight asshole with my tongue. I rubbed her cunt and used the dripping cum as lube for her ass and I stuck my index finger inside of her and shoved it in up to the knuckle.



“Please Brad, not that. Please…don’t...just don’t do that.” She begged. For me though, it was fuel for the fire. I then began to shove two fingers in and out of her ass



“Haven’t you ever been fucked in the ass before Kayla?” I said, surprised that she had never had anal sex. It just made me want her ass even more. I would get to take her virgin ass. She didn’t answer me just sobbed even harder into the floor. I removed my fingers from her ass and positioned myself between her legs. I forced them apart even more with my knees and I started rubbing my dick over her wet ass. I tried to get it as lubed up as possible. Then I began trying to shove it in. Her ass was very tight and my 8 inch cock was having a hard time going in.



“If you just relax it won’t hurt that bad. If you tense up your body it’s going to hurt more. I suggest you relax.” I told her as I tried to shove my cock in her asshole again. I pushed harder this time and I felt the head go in. It felt so good I lost my patience and began shoving it in the rest of the way. I know it must have hurt her but once again all sounds were gone. I could hear myself breathing but nothing more.



I shoved my dick inside of her up to my balls and I could hear myself moaning but it was as if it was someone else. I pulled my cock out and then shoved it back in. I couldn’t help myself. I began to thrust her ass much harder then I should have. I used her hips for leverage and pumped my cock into her as hard as I could.



My trance was broken when I heard her screaming at the top of her lungs. I couldn’t make out what she was saying and I was pissed at her for interrupting me. I slapped her ass hard. She didn’t stop so I slapped her again. I continued to hit her until she stopped screaming. She laid her head back onto the carpet and began to cry again.



I began pumping her ass again, harder this time because I was pissed. I wanted to hurt her. I wanted her to know the consequences of her actions. I shoved my cock into her ass as far as it would go and I could feel her body tightening in pain. I didn’t care and I continued to fuck her as hard and as fast as I could. Her ass checks were dark red from where I had spanked her. I felt my cock beginning to throb at the memory of hitting her and I began to slap her again. I slapped her ass as I fucked her until I felt my cock began to throb inside of her again.



“I’m going to fill your ass up with my cum you dumb bitch, now take it.” I said as I began to let loose in her ass.



“Oh shit, oh shit. Fuck!” I yelled as I shot load after load of cum into her.



When I was finished, I laid on top of her with my cock still inside. I tried to catch my breath as I felt my cock softening inside of her. She no longer spoke, but simply sobbed into the carpet.



“Well, that was fun. Sorry if it hurt a bit.” I said as I stood up and began to put my clothes back on. She didn’t move from her spot or say a word to me. I finished dressing then sat next to her on the floor. I began to flip her over to talk to her.



“Please just leave Brad. Just go home. Please…” She begged, her lip and nose was busted and there was blood and tears smeared on her face. I stared at her for a moment then stood up. I then left the office with not another word. I had considered threatening her, telling her that I would kill her if she told, but I figured that was too melodramatic. Somehow I knew that she wouldn’t tell anyone. She wouldn’t be able to work for my father anymore if she did and it was hard to find a good job these days. Plus, I’m sure it would be pretty embarrassing for her.



When I went home, my parents were already in the bed and I was exhausted as well. I laid in my bed and was instantly out.



I dreamed of Kayla and that look on her face when she had realized what was about to happen. I wondered if I could ever fuck her again.