"Face down and ass up, Nova." Eighteen year old schoolgirl Nova Thatcher's life is about to be turned upside down. When her Mom starts dating mysterious billionaire Cal Willis, it seems like their neverending battle with the poverty line might just become a thing of the past. Although Cal does eventually propose to her mother, it seems there are some pretty unusual conditions to the marriage. Cal is after an heir, and thinks petite virgin Nova is just the girl to provide it for him. As Nova's mother could confirm, Cal likes to fuck hard and there's no indication that he'll hold back just because of Nova's inexperience. With her and her mother's entire future riding on her decision, Nova has to make a choice. If she wants to be filthy rich... first she has to be filthy. Warning: This 7000 word story contains explicit descriptions of sex between an eighteen year old virgin and an enigmatic billionaire. It contains rough sex, face fucking, gagging, a hard deflowering, a school uniform, pigtails, orgasm denial, light spanking and a creampie that means business. It is intended for ADULTS ONLY Excerpt: "...I felt the bulge of his cock pressing into my back and couldn’t help but push against it as if it was a magnet pulling me closer. Cal released my pigtails and his hands ran down the sides of my body to my hips, drawing me against him even harder before whispering in my ear. “Do you think I’m going to hold back because you’re a virgin?” he asked, suddenly bringing his hands up and ripping the shirt of my school uniform open, sending buttons flying. “I’m not. You’re going to have to take it like a seasoned pro and love every fucking inch.” “Please…” “Shhhh..."

"Suck that cock, Nova." Eighteen year old Nova Thatcher kisses her old life goodbye after sitting her final exams of high school, promptly heading back to her apartment and packing her things to join her Mom and billionaire Cal Willis out in California. With academia out of the way for the time being, she concentrates on getting her license to drive the brand new sports car Cal has bought her, but on the day before she is due to sit her practical exam, her mother's new husband says they are going for a "drive". Nova knows what she's in for whenever she is alone with Cal, when he says "drive" he means he's going to "drive" his stiff cock into her pussy hard and leave her legs quivering for days after he barebacks her all the way to a creampie that means business! Warning: This 5200 word story contains explicit descriptions of sex between an older billionaire and an eighteen year old recent-high-school-graduate, a deepthroat blowjob on the road, doggystyle sex with a view to die for, exhibitionism, car sex, a billion dollar creampie, spanking and all round rough sex with a fertile teen! It is intended for adults only.

“Shut up and suck that cock, Nova." Nova Thatcher is really starting to get used to her new rich-girl lifestyle. It seems everywhere she goes she's the centre of attention, not like back in her hometown where everybody ignored 'the poor girl'. However, all that attention is a sword that cuts both ways. Her mother's husband, billionaire Cal Willis, has a special treat planned for the twenty-first birthday of his business partner's son, it's Nova herself! How will Nova react to being traded away like a piece of property before being fucked hard with her face down and ass up by the rough-riding man of her house? Warning: This 6100 word story contains explicit descriptions of sex between a young entrepreneur, a fertile blonde teenager, a dominating billionaire and a mains-powered sex toy. It includes a reluctant blowjob that gets enthusiastic pretty quickly, a facial cumshot, photographic evidence, rough sex with a massive cock and a huge impregnating creampie! It is intended for adults only. Excerpt: "...Now, Nova,” Cal repeated. I had no choice, Cal held all the cards. I couldn’t do anything to make him angry and risk my mother’s marriage and this new life we were being given. I had to do what he said until I provided him an heir. My fingers gripped the lacy material of my panties and tugged them down until I stepped out of them and I felt the cool air on my pussy, a draft seeming to go straight up my short skirt. “Fuck you’re hot,” Nick said. “Straddle this,” he indicated the device from under the bed. I looked towards Cal, who nodded, and walked towards Nick and the machine with an unrestrained and unrestrainable blush lighting up my cheeks. No wonder Nick had been so smug and sure of himself. I lifted one leg over the half-barrel and kneeled down on top of it, my legs spreading to accommodate the curve and my skirt riding up accordingly.