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By *achelTV OP TV/TS
over a year ago
Dubai |
As you wish everyone
Enjoy, and there's still more to be written after this...
Him:
I watch breathlessly as you pull your lacey underwear to one side revealing a beautiful, well proportioned cock.
I am stuck for words, and I think to myself "how on earth could she conceal such a thing?".
I sit motionless while I admire your cock, almost hypnotized by the way it swayed from side to side.
I compose myself and beckon you to come closer.....
Me:
I see your hand waving me over, I compose myself and slowly take the few steps between us. My shaved cock and balls swinging from my Lacey thong, slightly smaller than normal as I'm still nervous and warey of what is going to happen.
He's probably just going to use me then sack me like before.
I stand right before him now, my body still limp from the embarrassment, still waiting on some words from him...
Him:
I try not to stare at your cock as you walk over to me. Instead, I fix my gaze on your pretty face and ample boobs.
You stand beside my desk, directly in front of the window. The sunlight really accentuates your curves, and I feel my eyes being drawn down again to that smooth cock.
I ask you to turn around slowly for me, and as you do, I can't help noticing your well-rounded bottom and perfectly toned legs.
I fight the urge to touch you, and I just sit there gobsmacked as you stand before me.
After what feels like ages, I finally find my tongue and ask you to lower your dress.
I'm silent for a moment or two, and then I say "Well, it looks like you could be what we're looking for, but can you convince me that you are definitely the woman for the job?"....
Me:
Shocked that you haven't touched me or made me do anything(yet, anyway) I clear my throat. "Yes sir definitely, I'm a very very willing employee. I work very hard when given any task" I say still slightly nervously but with more conviction than before, as I try show my new boss how strong I can be.
I start to turn to face you as I readjust my tight skirt, pulling my thong back into position. I catch your stare again and notice your bulge is as big as ever. Your eyes still making me feel very small but I speak up once again "what kind of things would my job entail sir?"
Him:
I stand just over your left shoulder observing every move. From here I get a perfect view of your cleavage, and the sight alone is making me horny again.
I decide that you and I should take a little walk, so I suggest that you come along for a tour of the building.
I lead the way through dark corridors until we get to the private viewing area. In here, clients can read their chosen books without being disturbed.
You follow me into the room and I close a heavy wooden door behind me. I gesture towards the ceiling, and you look up to see shelves stacked all the way up to the high ceiling.
We walk over to the far wall and I pull a book out to show you. It's a very old copy of Delta of Venus by Anais Nin. You thumb through the book, pausing occasionally as you read a sentence or two.
I watch as you stand there reading and I have an idea. I slide a high ladder around the shelving towards you, and then ask you to climb up to the tenth shelf for a book.
You look a little unsteady as you put your high-heeled foot on the first rung of the ladder, so I suggest removing your shoes first. As you bend down to slip them off I offer my help. I take one of your feet and gently remove the shoe, followed by the other one.
Now barefoot, you begin slowly climbing the ladder. From my position below I can see directly up your short skirt. I watch as your lacey underwear stretches over your pert bottom, revealing your smooth cock, balls and ass.
I unzip my trousers as quietly as I can and release my cock. I noticed you look down at me while I was doing this, so I make it more obvious.
I slide a chair over to where I was standing, and drop my trousers and underpants. I then sit down in full view of you with my cock in hand.
You're still facing away slightly, so I cough loudly to get your attention. This works perfectly, and I hear a gasp as you turn towards me.
From the top of the ladder you get a birds-eye view of me.
I ask you to come down a few rungs so that I may get a better view. You seem reluctant at first, before finally descending a few feet.
I tell you to stop when your bottom is about head height, and to pull your knickers to one side......
Me:
I move down to the step you ask me to, gripping the ladder tightly in annoyance that you have lulled me into a false sense of security when it turns out you are just like all the others...maybe worse.
I look around to glare at you in response to your order of pulling my thong to one side, as I do I catch your intense stare, again it makes me feel tiny. I turn away scared of what might happen if I don't do as you say. I look over to the big locked wooden door then reach behind and under my skirt pulling the thong from between my pert cheeks. I pull it over my right cheek, then I hear your next order "hitch your skirt girl"
I pull my skirt so it's half over my cheeks, as I do I feel your hot breath on my bare skin. Then more intensely, I glance back and see your head multimeters from me.
I turn my head and bow it slightly gripping the ladder tightly not quite believing this is happening again...
Him:
I'm stood with my face only inches away from your pert bottom. I reach up and spread your cheeks with both hands.
Pleased with what I see, I take a step closer and gently probe your bum hole with my tongue.
Flicking my tongue teasingly along the crack of your ass, and down to your shaven balls, I reach round and cup your hardening cock with my left hand.
I continue to tease your bum and balls while playing with your cock, which has now grown to a considerable size. A few drops of precum dribble from the end, so I turn you around slightly and take a lick.
Your cock tastes delicious. I savour the precum which is now glistening on my lips and lick the whole length of your shaft.
Opening my mouth as wide as possible, I take as much of you into me as I can. I try not to gag, but the length of your cock really takes me by surprise......
Me:
My face scrunches, I don't wan to be hard, I don't want you to what your doing but I'm pinned up the ladder unable to move as much as I try to squirm.
"Please sir don't do this, I don't want this again"
You ignore me taking my cock deep into your throat, gag and choking round the end. You spit dribbling down my length onto my balls.
I try climb a few steps but your hands grab my waist pinning me even more.
"Sir no, you shouldn't be doing this, please stop." I plead.
Then you do stop, and pull away. You hold your hand out and help me down the ladder.
"Thank you siiiiirr...." Before I can finish speaking you have pushed me to my knees and I'm confronted with your rock hard cock, your end glistening with pre cum.
"Suck it" you say sternly. I lookup into your intense eyes keeping my mouth shut and pleasing to you with my eyes.
You just grin, grab my hair and pull my face to your cock.
The end squirm around my lips and chin as I try keep it out. Then with one hand you grab my cheeks and jaw forcing my mouth open, and before I can scream no my mouth is filled with your fat length.
You don't hold back and force the full length deep into my throat making me gag loudly until your big full saggy balls rest on my chin.
Both your hands on the back of my head you hold yourself deep in my throat...
Him:
Holding your head tightly, I begin to fuck your face. I slide my cock deep in to your mouth, but you try to resist. The only noises you can make though are muffled groans.
I pull back slightly until the tip is just between your lips, and then I slide the whole length in again. I keep this rhythm up for as long as I can, the urge to cum almost overwhelming me.
Your Mascara begins to smudge as tears roll down your cheeks, so I take pity on you and stop what I'm doing.
I help you up off the floor and guide you over to a chair, but just as you're about to sit down, I put your arms behind your back and bend you over.
I quickly slip my belt out of my trousers and secure your arms tightly, preventing any escape.
You're bent over the back of a chair completely powerless, unable to resist what is going to happen next....
Me:
Yet again you lull me into a false sense of security thinking you are going to release me but actually getting worse.
I squirm and struggle but I'm in such a position that I can't get up, when I do manage to pull myself upright u quickly and easily push me back over the chair with one hand.
The tears still roll down my face as I hear you pace bak and forth behind me, then your steps stop and I feel your breath on the back of my thighs and cheeks again. You hitch my skirt again, pull out my thong from my cheeks and with no hesitation sink your tongue deep into my tight, and unbeknown to you, virgin hole.
You devour my tiny hole spreading my cheeks with your hands. Then one hand snakes up my body squeezing my big hanging breasts then carries on up before forcing two fingers into my groaning mouth.
You pull them out and I cry out "please sir stop this now, ill do anything you want" with which you reply "I believe you're already doing that"
Just then I feel your wet finger probe my little bud, your fat finger tip really struggling to fit in as your tongue circles around... |