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By *hillout OP Man
over a year ago
All over the place! Northwesr, , Southwest |
Part II
I felt my cock harden immediately, the bulge clearly visible under my trousers. "Oh, looks like i've provoked a reaction. Now what?" she coily asked, hand moving up to my crotch.
I felt my pulse and breathing quicken. At this moment all I could think of was....
Before I finished my thought we were both kissing furiously and passionately. Her smell, her touch, her presence...so amazingly magnetic...drawing me as a moth to a flame. Instinctively, my hand slid up her thigh and between her legs...shocked to discover no knickers were present.
She moaned as we kissed. Her sounds of pleasure a sweet symphony. The moisteness between her legs easily a match for my stiffness. Two of my fingers rubbed her clit. She was impeccably waxed down below...
" I want you to dominate me" she panted. " I want you to use me and fuck me as you will. I want you to dominate me completely" she gasped.
I was in disbelief. Was this some insane dream? This stunning woman wants me to fuck her senseless while relinquishing total control?
"I do enjoy being in control, and like it a bit rough" I answered.
"Perfect" she replied as she began unzipping my trousers. " i'm in dire need of a good hard fuck. Give me all you have....I want it all"
We tore each others clothes off in short.order. she knelt in front of me...hungry eyes looking up at me. "Lick my balls while you stroke me" I said.
She complied. Her tongue expertly licking my balls as she wanked me. Her tongue swirled over my scrotum, leaving it wet and sloppy. She began coming up, kissing, licking and nibbling at my shaft until she reached the tip. The head was swollen, gorged from such a hard erection. "Do you deepthroat?" I asked. "Try me" she replied.
She first licked the pre cum that was already oozing from the tip...her smile telling me she approved of the taste. She then took me into her mouth...her lips felt divine wrapped around my cock. A blissful moisture enveloping it as she took it deeper. I fought down the urge to blow my load then and there...so amazing was the feeling. I expected her to gag, surprised she took it so well. With increased confidence, I started thrusting in her mouth. Her tongue and wetness felt amazing. Her hands came around to grip my bum as I fucked her mouth....incredible.
My hands rested atop her head, caressing her hair. As she began to suck more vigorously, a primal feeling of domination began taking hold.. I grabbed her hair, pushing her down further onto my cock as I thrust in and out...her muffled moans just adding to the pleasure. She was enjoying every second and squeezed harder...nails digging into my bum. One of my hands descended and geipped her throat. She was totally submitted as I fucked her....the urge to shoot my load down her throat coming on....
I stopped just before the urge to cum came on...my cock dripping with saliva as I pulled out.
"To early for that" I said. "Much too early"
I led her over to the bed, both of us kissing furiously throughout. My hand tugged on her hair, exposing her long slender neck to my eager mouth. I kiised, nibbled and gently bit at her neck, feeling the goosebumps on her skin as she moaned.
I pushed her back onto.the bed, a look of wild abandon in her eyes as she spread her legs for me...inviting me in.
I climbed onto the bed, leaning over her like a lion over its prey. The hungry, lustful expression on my face exciting her even more.
I edged close to her, my hands pinning her arms up above her head. She squirmed in delight as she felt my hot breath on her neck. "You want a hard fuck?" I whispered in her ear...
"Yes" she whispered. "Fuck me till I can't walk straight...please"
"And I will...but first" I said, and began descending with my tongue down between her breasts to her midsection. Hands gripping her breasts as I did...
I teased her as my tongue drifted around her vulva...taking in her scent. "Fuck me! I wnat you inside me" she begged.
My tongue finally met her clit...an exquisitely soft touch making her arch her back and moan loudly. I french kissed her vulva and stick my tongue in her...savouring her sweet taste..nose grazing her clit. She moaned loudly as she started to cum...legs quivering uncontrollably and squeezing my head against her pussy. "Yeesss!!" she screamed.
Before her senses recovered I slipped into her...reveling in her warmth and wetness. She brought her legs up around my back, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly. "Harder" she moaned, as she felt me thrusting deep inside her.
I brought her legs back, pinning them with my arms. She was conpletely open to me. The sensation of control was exhilirating. She saw this in my my eyes and whispered "fuck me. Dominate me"
I pounded her hard and fast, feeling her juices trickle down my shaft..tickling my balls. The heavy smell of our sexual collision permeated the air. My hands now gripped her breasts, feeling their soft texture as I fucked her. One of my hands drifted over her chest just below her neck. She took her hand, and nudged up into her neck...intent clear.
I squeezed gently, hearing her moan instantly. She was giving herself over completely...with no restraints. My hand around her throat squeezed tighter as I thrust faster. Suddenly my midsection felt very wet as she began writhing in uncontrollable pleasure...waves of orgasmic bliss washing over her, moans of dark ecstacy filling the air.
I pulled out, my cock slick with her secretions. I came forward, straddling her chest. My stiff cock looming over her face. "What a mess we've made" I said. "Help me clean it"
She bent her head forward, eager to taste herself. Her mouth felt as good as her pussy as she wrapped her lips around me and sucked vigorously. It took every measure of control to not release then and there....so close....
I pulled out and observed. Her glistening flesh drenched in sweat. As soon as her orgasm had run its course, I turned her over, hungry to take her from behind. She eagerly spread her legs and bent forward, her hourglass shaped waist and hips filling my view.
"Such a pretty bum" I muttered as I spread her cheeks. She shivered as I began slowly rimming her. Slowly I began inserting my thumb into her bum, hearing her gasp as I did. While doing this, I began finger blasting her pussy with my index and middle fingers, while simultaneously rubbing her clit with my little finger. She cried out, her legs and hips shaking uncontrollably under the barrage of stimulation. D*unk with lust, I leaned forward and whispered in her ear "take every last inch of me"
"Yes" she whispered, spreading her legs wider in antecipation of receiving my hard cock. Almost painful in its rigidity, I slid it in slow and deep to the very end, seeing her shuddering as I did. I began slow, teasing her with a gentle grinding motion. She pushed herself back onto it, eager for more. My hand slid up her back to her head as I slowly grinded away. Suddenly I pushed her head further down against the bed and began to pound her harder and faster...her moans increasing in intensity the faster I thrust.
I felt a sudden onset of moisture as my balls slapped against her pussy. Her legs were quivering again with another intense release. "Don't stop! Fuck me!" she begged. I felt my cock swell even more as I saw her consumed in ecstasy.
I pulled her hair, causing her to come up and arch her back. My free hand was smacking her bum hard as we continued in a frenetic doggy..... racing towards a finish line that would see us both release in tandem.
"Don't stop! I want to feel you cum deep inside of me!" she gasped between moans. I felt an overwhelming urge to release coming on, no longer wanting to hold back....i'd stopped myself a number of times already that now my body had a mind of its own. It yearned for that explosion of pleasure that so much tension had built up.
I felt the sensation rising from my crotch...pleasure impossible to properly describe. I moaned loud as I released...feeling her tighten her pussy around my throbbing cock, milking it for everything it had. The sensation of my throbbing cock and the hard slap of my ejaculation inside her pushed her over the edge one last time as she came with me. Two people lost in throes of mutual pleasure in that singular moment.
I collapsed on top of her. Both of us panting and sweaty. Weeks of mounting emotional and sexual tension released in the best possible way.
"Thank you" she said. "For allowing me to fully relax and let go. It's something I don't easily do, but i'm glad we've finally cleared the air between us"
"So what now going forward?" I asked.
"Now? I go back to being Cruella" she laughed. "And if I step out of bounds too far, you'll have to put me in my place again"
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The past couple of months had been difficult. Everything in my professional life had changed since our new manager began her tenure with us. Everyone did a double take when she walked into our offices on her first day. Jennifer looked more at home on the cover of Vogue than leading our international sales division. Six foot tall in her modest heels, inpeccably dressed and manicured. She had long auburn hair, and piercing green eyes with a look of intelligence behind them. Her face, an example of classical beauty; oval shaped, with a small cute nose, well defined cheekbones, her mouth wide and generous.
Her expensive gucci suit accentuated the figure befitting a model. It was impossible to not notice her wherever she went. Unfortunately for us, the only thing pleasant was that first initial visual shock.
Perhaps it's because she is in a male dominated environment, or maybe it's just her personality? Her first two weeks were absolute carnage....half of my colleagues dismissed for underperforming, everyone on edge. I've been the division's best salesperson the past four years, yet she has been relentless in her critique. Nothing i've said or done has been good enough in her eyes. She's earned the nickname of Cruella around the office. My male co workers aren't surprised she is single and no one even looks at her as they did when she first arrived that fateful day...no one except me.
It was with surprise when when I was informed that both jennifer and I were to attend a conference in Amsterdam. The company was placing high hopes on our performance and was sparing no expense with travel and accomodation. She was to set up meetings and make contacts, while I would make the sales pitch.
My friends were very sarcastic, labeling it as "the trip from hell" and the "frozen over honeymoon". Things weren't helped by her being very critical of my sales approach just days before we set off.
Finally the event came, and we both did our jobs, with good results. Very little was spoken outside of the scope of our assignment. I was relieved it was over and looking forward to getting back.
Thus, my initial surprise when on the evening before our flight back I receive a text from her asking me to come to her room to discuss "matters of importance". Was this another opportunity to berate and annoy me!? I made my way to her room in a foul mood, impossible to hide the scowl on my face.
I resisted the urge to bang on her door when I arrived. I've always been cool.and collected and wasn't about to lose my composure now. This woman was winding me up in a not so pleasant manner.
I gently knocked on her door and waited, feeling unusually tense. Something didn't feel right, and that sensation only added to my uneasyness...
Finally, after a few brief moments that felt much longer, she opened the door. "I'm glad you took the time to come up" she said. The tone of her voice sounded almost friendly....out of character for her.
She led me into her room, more akin to a presidential suite than anything else. Spacious area, rich furnishings, all very opulent. No expense spared indeed!
She led me over to and sat next to me in a luxurious couch. Richly upholstered, incredibly comfortable. She was still wearing her dark blue skirt and matching coat from earlier, with a white blouse underneath barely concealing her cleavage. Her legs were now bare though...creamy white and with nicely toned calves and thighs. A couple of bruises were present....."you're wondering about the bruises?" she asked.
Immediately I felt embarrased. Before I could stammer an answer, she replied "kickboxing. It helps to offload stress"
Not surprising, I thought. Perfectly in character with the hard nosed, cold and aloof person she seemed to be from day one. Yet, her reply was genuinly relaxed and warm.
"I know I don't come across as friendly" she began. "Someone with my looks has a difficult time being taken seriously otherwise. I speak from personal experience" she continued as she got up and walked over to a small table with a bottle of red and two glasses atop it. There was purpose in her movement, slow and almost teasing. I sat in silence, intrigued.
"I've been particilarly hard on you and I want to apologize" she said as poured some wine into both glasses. "We actually made a good team the past few days and I thought to celebrate"
She sat down close to me...tantalizingly close as she handed me my glass. I could smell her perfume; Light blue. My favourite. The hairs at the back of my neck were standing on end.
We lightly touched glasses and sipped our wine in silence. I drank mine in one long gulp, feeling awkward. She offered to take my glass and set them both on the floor.
"What you see of me in the office is the assertive, controlling side of my personality. I'm actually very warm and friendly with the people who truly get to.know me" she mentioned throught narrowed eyes that bored through me.
Swallowing in a suddenly dry throat I responded "are you aware of your nickname in the office?"
"Of course!" she laughed. "Cruella is it? I know that's what everyone calls me. Everyone except you" she soothed.
"I don't..." shhh...she interrupted. "The fact that you've taken my abuse and always remained composed was impressive, but not joining in the ridicule made you even more appealing in my eyes"
I was shocked. Was she complimenting me? As I questioned what was happening she took off her coat. "I've seen the way you look at me....I don't think you've noticed the way i've looked at you" she mentioned in an almost whispeted tone.
She moved closer, placing one of her hands on my thigh, the touch feeling electric. "Out there i'm always in control and assertive...in here I want to let go of all that...will you help me? she asked, her eyes locked with mine.
