Marie moaned as she looked up into Kyle's eyes while he fucked her. She was naked on his desk, his cock fucking her roughly in missionary. Her legs were spread wide, his beefy dick slamming into her wet cunt.
"OH FUCK!!!" she screamed as she came violently on Kyle's cock, enabling him to fuck her even faster.
Kyle's intercom buzzed. "Sir?" Molly asked, "I know you have yet to finish but you have a guest waiting."
"Shit," Kyle grumbled, fucking his mother roughly until he burst inside her, filling her pussy with his stored up gallons of cum.
Once he was drained, she fell from the desk, her legs like jello. "Show her in," he directed.
Ciara stepped into the office wearing a sexy white top which cowed under her massive bust and a tight red skirt.
"Don't you look hot?" Kyle said while stroking his cock.
"Not as much as I can be," she said seductively as she stripped and got to her knees.
Taking hold of his dick, she licked his head and spit on his shaft, jacking him off. Soon, she was sucking him professionally, Kyle leaned back and groaning as he stroked her hair.
"Oh yeah," he groaned, "swallow that white cock..."
Finally, she pulled up and walked up to him. "I need it inside me Kyle."
"Climb aboard," he replied, giving a sly grin.
She was soon bouncing on his dick rapidly, Kyle sucking her hard nipples as he palmed her ass. "FUCK!!!!" Ciara screamed, cumming numerous times on his cock.
As Kyle got close, she got on all fours to take him in doggystyle. As soon as he filled her, she exploded into another orgasm. Kyle grabbed her hair and yanked her head back as he fucked her, filling her with his load.
"Fuck," she panted, looking back to see cum gushing from her pussy. "I've got to visit more often."
Kyle laughed. "Pleasure doing business with you boss."
They kissed and she left out, Sharona entering again with her itinerary. "Sir, you have to hurry. You still have your Q&A this afternoon."
"Yes of course," Kyle sighed.
He headed upstairs and found Emily just stepping out of the shower and kissed her. "Off again honey?"
"Yep," he replied, "Harry signed me up for another Q&A."
"That cuckold bastard," she scowled. "Never lining you up with anything worthwhile."
Kyle grinned and stood over her. "What's more worthwhile than you?"
She giggled and kissed him again, jacking him off.
Kyle laughed. "I don't think we have time Em."
She smiled and licked the tip. "Nonsense, you run this city and those people want to see you. They'll wait all night if it means I'm getting fucked."
Kyle shrugged and rubbed her tits. "I admit, you make a persuasive argument."
She giggled again and spread her legs, Kyle sliding his cock inside her in one fluid motion.
"OH KYLE!!!!" Emily screamed as Kyle began to fuck her in missionary, squeezing her big soft tits as he drilled her. "PUT IT DEEPER!"
"Just how you like it baby," Kyle said as he pinched her nipples, her legs on his shoulders as he slammed into her cervix.
Emily shook and came furiously, clawing at the sheets as Kyle fucked her like a dirty street whore, just the way she liked it. As Kyle finally came, Emily lay in a pool of cum and sweat, panting in the aftermath of an amazing session.
"Have fun baby," she said as Kyle pulled on some pants, stuffing his semi-flaccid dick into a pair of specially made boxers, housing his massive cock.
He kissed her. "We'll pick this back up tonight."
She smiled as she prepared to take yet another shower, "I can't wait."
* * * * *
In the backseat of the limo with Sharona and Selena as Craig drove, Kyle was in heaven. Sharona sucked him off as Selena smothered him in her breasts, Kyle sucking hungrily on the large Latina tits.
Sharona was sucking hungrily as well, blowing his cock as if dying from thirst. Kyle could see Craig sneaking glances in the rear view mirror, his cock poking through his zipper as he jacked off. With Selena's sweet scent filling his nostrils, he felt his balls tense and he pulled Sharona down to his nuts, shooting streams of hot jizz down her throat.
The two sluts kissed and shared Kyle's treat just as Craig came as well, his cum covering the steering wheel. Inside the convention center, most of Kyle's fans were fully or partially nude, eager to meet him. Others, critics of Kyle and his ideals, stood toward the back of the room.
"Kyle!" a female reporter called as he took the stage, "law enforcement has found numerous cases recently of family living in incest. Do you take the blame for these developments?"
"I wouldn't say blame," Kyle said calmly, "I wouldn't even feel right taking credit. These families are acting on their clean and natural desires and shouldn't be targeted for that."
"Twenty families in the last month who've been investigated for incestuous crimes all quoted from your book series, Incest is Best. Don't you feel that maybe your ideals have been twisted to something evil?" another male reporter asked.
"No I do not," Kyle replied, "what's right has been fought against since the dawn of time. But sex can never be wrong and neither can Family love."
"THIS IS BULLSHIT!" a critic shouted from the back.
"This man is hurting innocent families and endangering children!" another man shouted.
The man rushed forward and hurled a shoe toward the podium, barely missing Kyle's head.
"Come on sir," Craig said as he grabbed Kyle's arm, "we need to get out of here."
Kyle hustled out of the auditorium, Selena and Sharona close behind.
* * * * *
Arriving to his office, Kyle met his assistant, Nelson Burns.
"I'd say that didn't go well," Nelson said, pulling up various news articles of the chaos at the Convention Center.
Kyle nodded. "Well, you're on damage control. Make sure no police look into it. If need be, check on Alvarez and get her to keep them out of it."
Nelson typed a note and nodded, stepping from the room.
"Sharona," Kyle then said, "I need you to take some dictation."
"Yes sir," she said, barely able to hide a smile.
Stepping into his office with him, she watched as he locked the door.
"Okay," Kyle said, standing before her, "I need you to clear my mind."
"Don't worry sir," she said, getting to her knees and pulling his pants and underwear down, "I know just what to do."
