Slut Secretary
Slut secretary Sabrina recounts a tale from her former career with a respectable
firm in the City. Ever resourceful, she's prepared to go to any length to keep her job - including taking the
length of her boss's cock in her mouth and arse!
I loved working as a secretary. The hours suited me, the work was interesting and the pay was
enough to keep me in a few frivolous pieces of lingerie and my favourite perfume, so I'd have been a fool to
walk away from it. That's why, when I almost lost my job, I decided that I'd do whatever it took to persuade
my boss to keep me on.
"Come into my office, Sabrina," he said, one hot and
sticky afternoon.
I wiped away a stream of sweat that was dripping into
my cleavage and quickly fanned myself before following Bob Rogers
into his immaculate and extremely masculine office.
He was standing behind a fine antique oak desk, his
broad shoulders facing me as he gazed out over the city and I could
tell by his stance that he wasn't going to make this easy for me.
He turned and looked me slowly up and down as he told
me how he felt about my dress sense.
"Your skirts are too short, your tops too tight, your
lips too red and your heels too high! We run a respectable business
here and quite honestly I don't think somebody who looks like a
slut is representative of the company."
Stuck up bastard! How dare he tell me how I could
dress!
Still, the fact was I needed the job and spitting
off at him would only make things worse.
"I'm sorry you don't like my clothes," I said, smiling
seductively. "Maybe you could persuade me to dress more conventionally
in the future?"
He looked intrigued.
"I mean, there are all sorts of things I could do
to help you relax in the office. I'm sure a quick blow job before
lunch would help put the morning's work pressures behind you."
He smiled and asked whether there would be any chance
of a sample first, and I was on my knees almost immediately.
He leaned against the desk as I pulled down his fly
and eased his rigid cock into my hand. Running my fingers along
the shaft, I let my tongue slide around the head, sucking and licking
and enjoying the feel of his cock swelling in my mouth.
He tasted ravishing. Oh fuck! Just thinking about
his cock in my mouth gets my pussy juices flowing now! I kept sucking,
harder and harder and just when I thought he would cum, he pulled
his cock out of my mouth and pushed me onto the floor.
As he ripped his trousers off he demanded I open my
legs in the air and let him see my dirty slut pussy. Fuck! I can't
tell you how much that turned me on!
He got down between my thighs and pushed them further
apart, opening my pussy so that my clit and cunt were fully exposed.
By this point my clit was throbbing so hard I thought I'd cum before
he even touched me, but when he buried his head between my sopping
cunt lips, I held back, determined to enjoy every lick.
The guy was a master pussy licker! His hungry tongue
lapped at my lips as his fingers gently pushed them tightly closed
around my bulging clit. I was in fucking heaven! Then his tongue
delved into me, exploring my cunt as he lapped up my pussy juice.
I couldn't hold back any longer. My clit burst into
spasms that echoed through my cunt, causing my muscles to contract
hard around his tongue. God, I needed to be fucked! I wanted to
feel a rock hard cock inside me, fucking me hard.
Within seconds my wish came true! I could feel his
cock against my lips and then, with one thrust, he was deep inside
me, filling me up.
I screamed for him to fuck me hard, to fuck me like
a slut.
His thrusts came hard and fast, pinning me to the
floor and pressing my thighs wide apart. I could see him watching
his cock as it disappeared into my hot wet cunt, dipping in and
out as it stretched my pussy.
Then he drew out and demanded I turn over and get
on my knees. I knew what was coming and knowing how huge his cock
was, I was glad he lubed my tight arse hole with pussy juice first.
He pulled my arse cheeks apart and started to push
his cock inside, inching his way in until the whole length had been
eaten by my dark brown eye.
Again, he fucked me hard and told me that an arse
fuck was all I was worth. Oh yes baby, keep talking dirty! Tell
me I'm a dirty fucking whore who has to take it up the arse!
Within seconds he pulled out and pushed me over before
spraying sticky white globs of cum over my face.
Suffice to say there were many pre-lunch sessions
but I kept my job and that's all I really cared about.
Contributed by: Sabrina 19/10/2007
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