The Golden Mafia Affair

Chapter 1:The Golden God Father

'I'd call it love if love didn't take so many years but lust too is a jewel'- Adrienne Rich

Chapter 1:The Golden God Father

Sexual content down below!!!

Age fifteen~

Anger could clearly be seen in my eyes, I was dressed in a dusty pink dress, my hair pulled and pinned into a bun as I stood amongst my future step sisters throwing flowers on the floor on the aisle with my future step mother walking behind ready to marry my father. You would have to be blind like my father to marry a women who's eyes held the money sign. The business which my mother helped build from scratch, it had taken five years for my father to get married and three of the years finding the best candidate to be his wife in a year of mourning was all forgotten when Penelope Black a young widow with two daughters crawled her way to capture the attention of my father.

I looked ahead towards my father who stood dressed neatly into a black full tuxedo, his hair neatly combed and his eyes which solely focused like a mad man totally and blindly in love with Penelope.

"OH come on girls, I do want to get married before it is two in the afternoon." Penelope frustratedly spoke, pushing me to the side as she hurriedly walked in the front to where father stood, with Willow and Wendy running behind. I stood behind, upset that the bride my father chose clearly did not even bother to try to give me a mothers love, she was running to the finishing lines which held heavy bags of money the only riches and bachelor man who was a widow with his bank card which held more than a million pound.

my eyes desperately look around in need to find a distraction, to forget that my father would forget me even more then he already has. My eyes settle on the white and black tuxedo who was heading out of the venue, I instantly knew who it was and rushed behind him.

"George." I called my God father, the man who secretly stared at me. The man who watched me from the gaps of my bedroom door as I lost my virginity to my ex boyfriend five months ago, unaware that I had seen him. I had managed to get to him just as he got into his black Range Rover, the windows were tinted which was just a bonus to what my plan was to do.

"Apryl? What are you doing here?" He asked, he looked confused but I did not miss how his eyes fell on the cleavage of my breast as I panted from running behind him. After controlling my breath, I bit my lower lips turning to face him letting the dress ride up and he was able to see the white lacy underwear I had worn.

"I was looking for you." I whisper seductively, his eyes widened realising I was openly flirting with him.

"And why is that." I could hear the hesitation in his voice as my palms know rested on his thighs which ever so slowly began to makes its way to my initial destination.

"I want you to fuck me. Hard, like you do in your imagination...in any position." I whispered the final three words, it was enough for me to see the bulge between his thighs, and his eyes which were wide as if he had been caught.

"W-What are you s-saying? T-This i-is wrong." he stuttered trying to cover up his lust which was towards me, my smirks widened as I leaned closer towards him, our face just inches away from each other our breath fanning on our faces.

"Don't lie, George. I know you watched as Bennett and I had sex, you jerked off to the leaking blood from my vagina as he tore my hymen and fucked me ruthlessly." I whispered, I tilted my head even more capturing the bottom lips in between my teeth before sucking on it. I felt him part his lips even more, making me release his bottom lips and actually kiss him and allow my tongue to slid into his mouth. A groan escaped his lips as his fingers wrapped around my blonde hair pulling me closer to him as he roughly began to kiss me.

"George. I want you to fuck me, hard." I panted as we broke apart, I slid over him my knees on either side of him as i sat on his lap circling my self whilst wearing my undies around his bulge as I stared at him whilst biting my lips.

"Aww, sweet Apryl. I am going to fuck you so good." He groaned whilst he pulled me closer to him, pressing me down to actually feel the print of him and rocking me faster which made me let out a moan. I pulled away, crawling down so I was facing his trousers. I unzipped it and release his dick, it was not huge but average it was thick and slightly curved enough to make me cum. I looked into his eyes, his palms which stroked my cheeks, I could feel the metallic ring around his marriage finger as I licked his dick up and down soaking him.

"Aww George, I am going to suck your dick so good." I said panting before sticking the head of his thick cock into my mouth, I sucked the head as if it was my thumb before lowering myself to the base of his dick i felt it touch my throat making me gag as I pulled away, watching the saliva roll down his prick. His palm was know wrapped around my hair fisting it tightly, I did not care if my bun was messed up or I looked like a mess I wanted to forget where I was. I once again deep throated him, this time allowing him to lead me and keep me at the pace he wanted. I continuously gagged as he furiously shoved his dick down my throat, he even lifted himself off the seat whilst fucking me in my mouth.

"Apryl, come here you sexy mouth fucker and ride your God father." I did as he asked as I got on top of him, whilst my palms were on the seat my lips attached to his I felt his fingers move my undies to the side and I moaned in pleasure feeling his thick, average and curved penis slide into me.

At this moment, I did not care he was married, or had a son my age.

At this moment, I did not care I was fucking my God father right outside the venue of where my father was getting married.

At this moment, I did not care that I was fucking a man who I did not love nor wanted to be in a relationship with.