The Office (Interview) SeXStoRY

He goes over her resume as she sits across the large desk of his fancy wall street office with her legs crossed, pulling her skirt down so as to not show too much leg. He asks her questions, which she gives her best possible answers to because it's so hard to find a decent job these days, much less one which pays as much as this one. She explains she is staying with her s****r until she can save enough to get her own apartment, having just moved to the east coast from Los Angeles. He seizes the opportunity asking if she'd be interested in hearing about some of the possible perks to her receptionist position. Of course! She answered. The company owns the Miramar Hotel on 3rd Ave, you may live in one of the suites as part of the job if you are interested. Her eyes grew wide in deep relief, unable to believe he is offering her a home of her own for free! "I'd love that, sir. Very much, of course!" Do you have a car? he asked. "No, sir not yet". "I like it, calling me Sir" he grinned. "I'll make arrangements for you to be shown to our lot, pick out any car you like and the company will pay for the lease". "Since you will be living in the same hotel I stay at when I am in town, you are welcome to dine in our restaurant or cafe, on us, or order room service, whichever you please". "All of this comes with the job, sir?" "Let me continue" "Of course, Sir" "I travel world-wide, usually without my wife. She's too busy with her book clubs and charity work but she tends to come with me about twice a year. The rest of the trips, I would expect you to travel with me. You would have your own room, of course". "I haven't traveled at all in my life, I'd be thrilled, sir!" He sat there, placing her resume on his desk staring at her. She was young, 23. Stands about 5'5'' tall, without heels. She dressed well, though he could not tell how extensive her wardrobe was. She would need a complete wardrobe for daytime and night time, professional attire as well as casual for all occasions. "I'll have the girls at a few of our stores take care of you as far as wardrobe, you will need quite a bit for this lifestyle, please be at Chez Nous on 5th Ave tomorrow at 10 a.m., then meet me at the hotel lobby at exactly noon. "Yes, sir, I don't know what to say!" "Please stand up" She sets her booklet and purse down on the chair beside her and rises to her feet. "Walk over to me" She walks to stand at his side. He swings around facing her, looking at her, head to toe. "Unbutton your blouse, please". Her mind racing, this attractive executive offering her more than she ever dreamed, but what does he really want in return for all of this, he could be a monster! But he is too well known, he wouldn't risk doing anything too terrible for fear of losing everything! "I knew there had to be more to this" she thought to herself. ..... Slowly she untucked and unbuttoned her sheer grey/blue silk blouse and let hang. "Take it off". He commanded. She removed the blouse, revealing rather large breasts protruding from her light blue bra, looking into his eyes. He sat there with his legs now spread in his $3,000 suit, completely confident and relaxed. Unable to read his face she was not sure he was satisfied with what he saw but she wanted the apartment in the hotel so badly she could taste it. She was willing to do quite a bit to secure this position. In fact it had been a secret fantasy of hers. Not that she ever thought it would actually come true. This was a complete surprise. "Turn around" She turned around slowly as he rose to his feet moving toward her. She could feel her nipples grow hard as his breath reached her bare shoulder. His hands cupped her breasts firmly as he pressed his concealed cock into her firm round ass. He moved his cock back and forth a little, squeezing her breasts to see if she would object. He was definitely satisfied with this applicant. She seemed clean. Unexperienced, unlike so many women these days. He would break her in properly and she would become his own. Make her life too good to be able to walk away from. But first, he knew he had to gain authority over her mind. It would be overkill to take her completely right then and there. He had to make her think it was her idea to a degree. First he just needed to make sure she would make a good office and travel slut. So far, so good. He let go of her, and sat back in his chair unbuttoning his slacks. She could hear the zipper go down as she continued to stand with her back to him waiting for further instruction. He liked that she knew to wait. "Come here" She turned around to see he was holding his dress shirt up revealing a tight bit of a chubby stomach and a rather thick cock which had become extremely erect. He was stroking his cock, pulling on his balls, slowly as he watched her watch him. She got down between his legs, but stayed still watching as he masturbated for her to see. He was amused that she was so obedient, so eager to please, and so deliciously young and firm. Minutes pass, slowly stroking himself, thinking of all the travel, the hotel rooms he would take her in, playing out every fantasy he pleased with her, rather than paying for unreliable whores in different lands. e****t services had become sketchy, and the whores no matter how beautiful, just weren't cutting it for him anymore. He liked taking the time to cultivate a woman, to know exactly how to please him, and to never dare say no. "Ok, show me what you can do with this" he said without hesitation. Without the assistance of her hands, she began to lick the head of his penis. tasting the drops of pre cum he had worked up. Elise did her best to pass each test after test... this one being her favorite so far. She licked and sucked, teasing and working his cock hard alternately as he held her blonde hair out of her face. "Line 7" a woman's voice announced. "Keep going" he said as he pushed line 7 taking the call. While she was feasting on his fat cock, he leaned back putting his wife on speaker phone. Ruth was a priviledged woman in her mid 50s who had everything and was used to it. She rambled on about dinner plans she had made for them, and repairs on the roof of their house in the Hamptons which they were to stay at the following week end. There was no affection in either of their voices, tho his wife barely let him get a brief comment in here and there. It seemed her mouth on his cock while his wife was on the phone turned him on even more than before the phone had rung, so she quietly sucked his cock hard as if her mouth was a pussy he was pounding. His hips began to thrust against her as she took him deeper and faster, as his hands guided her to move f***efully. "Hold on" he told his wife putting her on "Mute" and he drove his cock down her throat again and again, .... again and again... again and again... unaware that he was gripping her hair too hard, he burst into a moan as he shot a giant load of white creamy cum in her mouth. She struggled to suck every last drop before swallowing. He held her head down, keeping his now twitching cock in her mouth safely and took his wife back off "Mute" and finished up with their conversation. He let go of her hair without a word as he looked at his watch, instructing her to get dressed. "The job is yours pending 6 week trial basis". "Yes, sir. Thank you so much" He stood up, fastening his slacks, adjusting his cock in his boxer briefs, and walked passed her gently grabbing her chin "I think this is going to work out fine" as he smiled. I'll have my assistant show you to your apartment, take care of keys and a driver to take you to the lot for your car. Leave any questions or requests with her, her name is Linda. She can be trusted. I'll be in touch in a week. You'll begin when I return from The Hamptons. Until then, get your things in order at your s****rs, and use the credit card Linda gives you for anything you need so you are ready for a busy work week. Enjoy your last few days off Elisa. And I do hope you enjoy working with me." As business-like as he was, she enjoyed his tone. He was clearly intelligent, in control of a large company and yet seemed stress-free. The kind of man who knew what he wanted, and was used to getting it. But treated people well in the process unlike so many employers before who hardly offered anything compared to the salary she was to get, on top of free rent, car, travel and meals. She couldn't believe her luck and couldn't wait to see what other perks were involved.

My cousin SeXStoRY

My younger cousin (let's call her josie ) and I were playing And we started wrestling for some odd reason and I felt her tits They weren't that big but I could still fondle them Anyway she was staying the night and there weren't Enough beds so my cousin and I said we would sl**p downstairs So we were setting the covers against the sofa and then she Said she was going to get changed when she came back she had really Short shorts on and a really baggy sleeveless top Whilst we were wrestling she leapt out and I could see In her top she was wearing no bra which got me hard real fast And she stopped and said what's in ur shorts ? And I said nothing Then she crawled over looking like a slut and touched my dick Suddenly someone upstairs shouted we were to go to sl**p Which we started to do until she came over to me and started whispering In my ear she said I know what it was And then stuck her hands down my shorts,I was throbbing And she could feel it she pulled down my shorts and starting rubbing my dick She started sucking and I started moaning really quietly and I said I'm going to cum But she kept going I shot my whole load into her and she just swallowed it I started fingering her but we didn't want to risk anything so we Finished by kissing goodnight and I could taste the cum in her We both lay naked and started sl**ping with her legs wrapped around my legs and cock That's my story please rate it and comment on it Thanks

Authorized to watch Mom SeXStoRY

After several years paying for extras Math classes without any success my mother quit. One day I caught my mother dressing and I've seen a glimpse of her huge breasts, this never came out of my mind and I've been fantasizing with that moment since then. When my last grades came she got really hungry with me again about Math, yelling to my face once more: "What can I do to change this? I've tried everything, bláa, bláá, bláá....". Then without thinking, this words came out from my mouth: "I want to see you naked, Mom.". The yelling stopped. I thought a slap on my face was the next step, Instead she said: "If next period you bring me a C, I let you watch me having a bath, if you bring me a B I even let you take me photos because this will only append once, agree?"

Always hard: the beginning / Chapter 10 SeXStoRY

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The more I read the more I want to Experiment SeXStoRY

A Masturbatrix Controlls your Cock and your Orgasm A masturbatrix, or cock controller, is a woman who enjoys instructing a man's masturbation. She may or may not be into orgasm denial as well.She enjoys the experience of controlling a man's cock, masturbation, and orgasms. Observing another person masturbating is an erotic experience for many people, both those involved in the femdom world, and others. A Masturbatrix, as the term is typically used, is usally interested in some element of femdom interests such as: - chastity training - teasing and denial - orgasm denial - cock control A Masturbatrix does not necessarily have to possess the traits usually associated with those involved in femdom, such as strict, stern, cruel and punishing - many Masturbatrices consider themselves to be sensual, gentle and willing to use all of their feminine wiles to arouse and control their strokepets. Even if you don't consider yourself to be submissive, and if you definitely are not interested in orgasm denial, you can still enjoy the pleasure of experiencing a session with a Masturbatrix. Have you ever masturbated for a lover? Perhaps engaged in a mutual masturbation session? It's very hot! Add to that the element of your partner instructing you how to stroke, what she'd like to see you doing...it gets even hotter.

Working In Old Men Institution SeXStoRY

As you go through life you meet and experience people, that will change your perceptions and the way everyday experiences impact on your senses. The older a person is the less chance you have in perceiving the outcome of your interactions with them. They have the experience, tried and tested before you were conceived, getting you as you are budding to fruition, sweet and busting with vitality, looking enquiringly and inquisitive, and above all enboldened with youth and willing to impress. So what chance did I stand on my first day at the old folks centre as a student help. Mature for my years in both mind and body, inquisitive and eager to please, I look back and realise just how much of a stir I was causing, as the older generation looked me up and down, as I stood there in the conservatory sunshine, smartly dressed in my white coat, but what lay underneath was probably more to their lecherous leering, than the smart youthful sixteen year old pubercent girl, bathed in sunlight, and with a capital 'S' for sex, hanging over her head. My colleagues that worked with me were no better. Later I found out they 'curried favour' with the older and more wealthy gents, providing favours for money during bathing times, and more importantly, providing them with opertunities to place me with them, where the rules clearly stated I should not. But these institutions run by themselves, wielding power to those left in charge, and providing they run smoothly and profitably, the inmates and staff find a balance that suits all, and unfortunately for me, I would find myself being seduced from both sides as I was manipulated by money and curiosity. My nearest counterpart was Sara, a tall slim woman of 26, married with one c***d, natural blond to fair haired, and popular at bathing times, with the men with most to offer financialy. As time passed Sara proved to be a wordly wise girl, especially in the fine art of 'Blowing the old gents', she would say that with her quaint Welsh accent, but apply it expertly and with meaning, after all, she could blow ten on a good day and at 50 quid a pop, tax free, her jaws and private bank account were expanding daily. The older were on a similarily profitable sliding scale, offering more bodily contact, inside and outside, intmate and varied, depending on looks and age, but sufficient enough to keep them all happy. Well, to be truthful, there were four in total and sixty-seven old gents to be looked after, so you can see the scale of the need of a busy staff, and it was this that saw me thrown into the mix. That afternoon over lunch, Sara pulled me aside to tell me, 'Old Jones'ey had taken a shine to me' and would I be interested in helping her bathe him? 'Listen love' she continued, 'He is well endowned and takes Viagra, likes a good blow and balls tickle, and your 50 quid better off, no questions asked and hush hush, want to watch?', she added this challengingly, as if testing my resolve and searching my eyes to convince herself I was not going to blow the whole scheme to the authorities. 'I will watch and think about it' I said nervously, I mean this was an act of open sex about to be committed in my presence, and both the thought of seeing it done by the consumate proffessional and being paid for witnessing it, well I sided on the side of error and we both headed off to fetch Mr Jones, soon to be my first benificiary witness to my deflowering in this sanctuary of debauchery. The bathrooms were in the basement, accessed by elevators four floors down, where all the noise was filtered out, and all the sounds of pleasure kept muffled and subdued. Jones'ey waisted no time once the doors had shut and we decended to his wash place. Cupping my buttock he pulled me to him and stuck his nose into my crotch, sniffing-in in one prolonged deep intake, he savoured on the odours eminating from the privacy of my linen encased vagina, and as I looked down a shade shocked at his sudden attack, I could see the bulbous organ between the opening in his cotton pajama bottoms, stiffening and growing at an alarming rate, much quicker than the velocity of the decending elevator. 'Now now Jonesey dear', said Sara very motherly, and she reached forward taking his massive member lovenly in her hand, and slowly jerked him up and down, whispering into his ear, 'You like to fuck this little babe, shes virginal you know', at which she looked up at me with a broad smile on her lips and a naughty wink in her eye. 'He's cumming', I blurted as I noted the fluid escape from the slit in the head of his massive bulbous cock. Sara stopped, looked down, then back up to me, 'Pre-cum Mariel, just the start', and without warning went down on him, sinking her head deep into his crotch, her jaws parting similarily to a python dis-enjoweling to swallow its prey, she sank on this massive sausage and drawing back up slowly with a suction reminicant of a vaccumm. Old Jones'ey was sitting eyes closed tight, still burried into my crotch, but his hand had found the hem of my coat and skirt and was now freely enjoying the lubricity of my vaginal fluids, between my thighs and under my soaked knickers. In reality I was part of the whole goings-on, I was wetting myself watching Sara blow this huge cock, and surrendering to the assault on my vagina, he was masturbating me and all I could do was hold the back of his balding greyed head, keeping him in place as his hot breath was swirling across and between my vaginal lips, and adjusting my postion so give easier access to my swollen vagina, which he was currently burried deep, tickling my bud entrance to my womb. I exploded with such a noise Sara pulled of his cock with a popping noise, her face covered in semen as she looked-up, surprised at me, and it shot over her, as her lips left his cocks mons-glans, all the way up her beautiful face and over her blond hair and touched down on my coat, a long sinewey streak, thick and sticky, darkish and strong smelling. Sara being the consumate professional, plowed back down onto him, and swallowed the second cumming as Jones'ey jerked and spasmed in his wheelchair and I marvelled at her spunk covered head bouncing up and down on his cock. We came to a shuddering halt at the basement and the extra bump on landing, provided Sara the opertunity to pull off his cock. 'There Jones'ey' she said, 'Two beauties for the price of one' and she held his face in her hands and kissed him on the mouth, as his sperm ran down her nose and in between their lips kissing. The cool air hit us, taking the ardour out of the moment when the doors opened, and we pushed into the cubical at the far end. Sara took the towel hanging and wiper his cum off her looking into the wall mirror to ascertain where each splattering was. 'You have something for me sweetie' she said kneeling in from of old Jones, and he responded by reaching into his pajama top pocket and handed her a folded cheque. She opened it and I saw clearly seventy five pounds, written and printed clearly. Sara looked at me and winked, 'be right back Mariel, must be off to the bank and deposit this beauty' and she got up asking me to finish and she would see me in the coffee shop later. 'Dont worry sweety, he's finished, she added pointing to his cock, and dissapeared into the elevator leaving me with him to bathe. I eased him out of the chair and pulled on the chord holding his pants up and with one jerk they were at his ankles. He steadied himself on the bar on the wall and I dropped down to my knees to help him step out of his pants. The massiveness of his member was in full view, still erect and dripping, I estimated 10 inches and a girth I assumed to be three or four. As I looked up at him it lay across my face, touching my cheek and inviting me to kiss it. I took hold of it, first with one hand then both hands, but its girth was such I could not close my fingers around it. 'You are the biggest man I have ever seen', I said in wonderment, holding him and caressing my cheek and parting lips, trying to insert him into my mouth, only succeeding with the bulbous head, tongue fucking his hole with the tip of my tongue and trying to swallow his massive organ, but failing in every effort. I was like a wanton slut, my passions building as I strived to please this cock, I was slavishly loving. I stood slowly and deliberately, and with a few moves, I stood in all my youthful exposure, naked and willing. I edged in beside him, turned my back to him and reaching between my legs, took hold of his meat and guided him easily into my vagina, opening me up to a whole world of being fullfilled and stretched beyond belief. My knees buckled as I backed into him, in and out with increasing frequency as my second orgasm gathered pace, suddenly it was me and his cock and I thrust myself onto this organ of pleasure until I felt the warmth of his seed flooding my vaginal cavity, delivered all the way to my eggs sitting patiently in my fallopian tubes, millimeters from this potent fetiliser, now waiting for my orgasm and the dipping motion it creates, sucking up and into the point of no return, aided and abeted by my slavish need to complete the fuck to its climax. That was the most I ever felt being streched, and when I looked down using a hand mirror I could see into my vaginal canal and his semen running out freely. Old Jones'ey was my first in that institution, four and a halve hours after walking through the door. He was a regular as I had usurped Sara, she only blew whereas I fucked, and better still fucked bareback and enriched myself with experience and their pounds of course, but satisfied myself with old men, something I and some girl just love to be around

TERROR..PART 1 SeXStoRY

JUST THINKING ABOUT WRITTING ABOUT TERROR A.K.A DADDI MAKES ME WANNA FUCK HIM RITE NOW..;) I WAS HOME ALL ALONE ONE DAY AND SINCE HE WORKED CLOSE BY I TOLD HIM 2 COME THRU.I GOT NERVOUS AT FIRST DIDNT KNOW WAT TO DO LIKE COME ON THIS DUDE IS OMFG SEXY...SO WE SAT DOWN ON DA SOFA AND WE R JUS TALKING AND I REMEMBER HIM ASKING ME IF I EVER FUCKED A DUDE WITH A PIERCING ON HIS DICK I REALLY DONT REMEMBER THE ANSWER I REPLY BUT WAT EVA ANSWERED I GAVE HIM MADE HE WANNA PULL HIS BIG FAT JUICY DICK OUT IN WICH HE DID.ONCE I SAW THAT MY MOUTH WATERED SO BAD THAT I WANTED TO SUCK HIS DICK DRY. HE GRAB MY HAIR AND PULLED MY HEAD TOWARDS HIS DICK AND GOD DID HE TASTE GOOD.SO WHILE I WAS GIVING HIM HEAD I WAS GETTING SUPER WET I JUST WANTED TO FUCK HIM SO BAD.HE ASK ME IF WE WHERE GUNNA FUCK IN THE LIVING ROOM I SAID NO IN MY PARENTS ROOM HE WAS LIKE ARE YOU SURE AND I SAID YES WHAT THEY WONT KNOW WONT HURT. SO I LEAD THE WAY INTO MY PARENTS ROOM. I TOOK MY CLOTHES OFF WHILE HE IS PUTTIN ON THE CONDOM.FROM HIS WORDS HE SAID HE WANTED TO EAT ME OUT AND I JUS TOLD HIM FUCK ME.I REALLY WANTED TO FEEL HIM INSIDE ME FUCK THAT EATING OUT SHYT LOL.HE FUCKED ME ON MY FAVORITE POSITION DOGGY STYLE AND HE GAVE IT TO ME LIKE NO OTHA NIGGA GAVE IT TO ME.HE PUT HIS WHOLE DICK INSIDE ME AND HE DONT HAVE NO SMALL DICK I TOOK THAT SHYT LIKE A TROOPER I AM.I KNOW FOR A FACT I CAME SO MANY TIMES LIKE I STILL DO WEN WE FUCK.SO HE CAME HE WENT TO MY BATHROOM TO THROW AWAY THE CONDOM AND CLEAN UP SO WHILE HE IS THERE IM GETTING DRESS TO WALK HIM TO DA DOOR CUZ HE HAD TO GO BACK TO WORK.WHEN HE LEFT I WENT INTO MY PARENTS ROOM TO CLEAN UP THE MESS WE DID AND IF I WOULDNT CLEAN THE ROOM I THINK I WOULDVE GOTTEN CAUGHT, HE FORGOT TO THROW AWAI THE WRAPPER LOL. SO WEN I FINISH CLEANING UP I SIT ON MY BED AND STARTED LAUGHING TO MYSELF AND SAID TO MY SELF WOW.I PRAYED HE CALLS ME BACK SO WE CAN GO ANOTHA ROUND AND A COUPLE OF DAYS LATA HE CALLED. TO BE CONTINUE.....