by Lexi Hots
“Morning babe. I have you set up on your computer here, you’re logged in and ready to start. Just follow all of the set up instructions. It all should be quite clear. If you need anything I’ll be in my office finishing last week’s paper work.”
“Thank you Sir, I’m sure I can manage.”
With that, Dr. Johnson winked at Michelle and strode confidently into his office. Michelle’s eyes stayed glued to his ass, another pair of tight, seductive pants enhanced his perfect figure in just the right way. Michelle took her place on a red swivel chair behind the large desk, where Ms. Robinson had sat the previous day. She cracked each finger individually before taking a sip from her takeaway coffee as her eyes focused on the screen. The clock read 08:56. On the homepage there was an opened document detailing the schedule for the day. She clicked it open and a promiscuous grin spread across her face:
“09:00-11:00: No clients. Meet me in my office at 09:15 to review the minutes of yesterday’s meeting.”
Michelle’s heart began to pound. It was finally going to happen. Although she had always been blessed with confidence in every other aspect of life, she could not help but feel nervous now. After spending her final years of high school rejecting one boy after another, it was finally going to happen. She was going to give herself away completely and allow him to have his way. She had come across countless boys who thought they were something special. All of them came to her with the same sense of undeserved confidence. Just boys trying to act like characters that they had seen in movies. Finally, she had found a man. Just by his touch the previous day, Michelle knew that it would be worth the wait.
09:09.
Michelle began to pace the room. She constantly altered her black skirt and white blouse. Was it high enough? Was it too high? Are there too many buttons left open? Or not enough? For the first time in her life she felt exposed. But she loved it. How many young women had Dr. Johnson made feel this way? She walked up to the gold framed mirror hanging on the wall. Today she had left her hair flowing down by her shoulders, just as Johnson had asked yesterday.
09:15.
Michelle’s hands were moist with sweat as she turned the brass handle of the black door. The door creaked open as she inhaled deeply and tried to look as confident as possible as she entered. The room was different from the previous day in one distinct way. The desk. Yesterday it was littered with papers, a computer, a laptop, a tablet and endless cables and various stationary. Today it was completely cleared. Completely cleared apart from Johnson, who sat upon it, shirtless and glistening. Michelle immediately found herself starting at the extravagant Calvin Klein belt buckle. The jewel encrusted CK pattern had transfixed her for the second time in as many days. From here, her eyes moved up along Johnson’s body. Although his tight fitting shirts did little to conceal it, she still could not have pictured anything like this. His abs were perfectly formed and Michelle noticed muscles along his obliques that she never knew existed on a human body. A hollow triangle separated his bulging pecs as she continued to explore his body with her eyes.
“Close your mouth babe.”
Michelle snapped back to reality and shut the door behind her, standing motionless, unable to advance towards the man who would soon do what no man had ever done before to her.
“I hope you’re ready for your first assignment.”
Michelle could no longer take it. She rushed at Johnson and jumped at him, sending him flying onto his back onto the table. She immediately went for his neck and bit down hard on it, causing his body to tense all over with a mixture of plain and pleasure.
“I’m ready for my first assignment Sir. Ready and eager to learn.”
The stud grabbed the back of her head and pulled sharply on her soft, golden hair, hyperextending her neck back as her eyes looked down into his. He held her like this for a moment until he pulled her back down and roughly bit her lip. This time it was Michelle’s turn to tense from head to toe as she separated her legs on either side of Johnson’s hips and began grinding against his pants. They continued to passionately kiss until Michelle felt a strong hand on her shoulder guiding her down the sculpted body.
She pressed her cheek against the skin of the top of his chest. It was soft and moist with sweat already. She moved down further and engulfed his nipple with her mouth, lapping her tongue all over it. Johnson’s hands remained in control of the back of his head, making him feel like he was in control and Michelle like she had nowhere to go, even if she wanted to. She felt his hips buck underneath her, rhythmically thrusting up against her as she continued her assault on his thick chest as Johnson’s biceps bulged forcing her head down. Sensually, he moved his perfect hands down the back of her head and gently caressed her shoulders as she shivered with anticipation and lust. He expertly moved to the centre of her back and began to lightly run slow circles with his fingertips. Through her white blouse, which had already become off centred through Michelle’s ferocity, he began searching for the clip of her bra. In one expertly executed movement, she felt it loosen and click off as Johnson’s hands continued down her back. Again he gently caressed circular patterns with his fingertips as Michelle continued moving from nipple, to nipple, to neck and back again, varying between sensual lapping of the tongue and intense bouts of biting and twisting.
When Johnson reached her skirt he gently hooked his thumbs in at both hips. He circled around her back, returning to the front as Michelle made her way back up to his lips. Johnson continued to grind his powerful hips upwards as he held Michelle down by the waist of her skirt. With forceful precision he leaned upwards and moved Michelle down his body by pulling on her skirt. She did not need to be persuaded. Their eyes met as she licked her lips and she shifted her weight further back down the table. She pressed her cheek to his abs, feeling the indentations between each perfectly constructed muscle. She traced these indentations with her tongue, causing the experienced doctor to moan with pleasure and anticipation. Finally she reached her destination, the belt buckle.
“You know this was the first thing I noticed about you, Sir?
“Do you know that your yearly salary could not pay for it?”
Michelle began to fumble with the belt clumsily at first. Eventually she managed to remove the gloriously soft leather strap from its silver cage. She unbuckled it and in one swift whipping movement, released the doctor’s hips from its grip. She flung the belt into a corner of the room as she looked back into the doctor’s eyes. Before undoing the button of his pants she allowed herself a moment of weakness as she buried her young face into his crotch and inhaled deeply. Johnson again proceeded to grip the back of her head, forcing her to remain in this position as she took in the doctor’s scent. She gripped his hips tightly as he began to rotate her head around and grind his hips into her as his erection grew steadily. Michelle opened her mouth and began to trace the outline of his member with her pristine lips.
Finally, she was released as Johnson put his hands behind his head and she looked up at him, grinning sheepishly.
“Time to get to work babe” he grinned arrogantly at her as she licked her lips again, eager to begin her new “employment”. The doctor continued to hold this arrogant pose with his hands placed behind his head and his legs spread wide as Michelle reached out with both hands to unbutton his pants.
“What do you think you’re doing? That’s not how we work around here. I could find any young girl from the street who could get me out of my pants using her hands. You’re better than that. No hands.”
Not for the first time Michelle was taken out of her comfort zone but as she was told the previous day, it was up to her to learn and adapt. She mouthed the words “yes sir” as she placed her hands carefully behind her back, as though she had just been arrested. She cupped her left wrist in her right hand as she slowly and deliberately lowered her head towards her holy grail. To begin she attempted to bite the doctor’s button with her incisors and release it through its escape route. The doctor looked down at her condesc
endingly, enjoying watching this inexperienced young woman struggle. After about a minute of unsuccessful struggling, Michelle had enough. She bit down hard on the button and lashed her head backwards, completely ripping the button off his expensive pants.
“That’s more like it girl. Don’t be scared, it’s not coming out of your wages if I’m satisfied at the end of the working day you know.”
Michelle lowered her head into the doctor’s crotch again as she gripped the doctor’s zipper between her glorious teeth and gently lowered it to its base. With her nose she spread the front of his trousers as wide as she could, revealing a pair of red Calvin Klein boxer briefs with a black waist band. She moved further back down the table until she was at its edge and she placed her feet on the ground. She knelt down to where the doctor’s feet were hanging off the edge and began to untie his laces with her teeth. Having done this, she bit the inside of the back of his pristine brown shoes and removed them, his scent intoxicating. She continued to discard his socks before gracefully manoeuvring herself back onto the desk and sliding back towards her new lover. She could not bare the time consuming process of seductively lowering his pants with her virgin mouth. She merely grabbed them roughly and yanked them to his ankles before leaping back on top of his pelvic bone. The doctor hummed his approval as she began to massage his man hood between her butt cheeks, while pinching his chest and twisting it violently as Jonson went into sensory overload. Once more she leaned forwards and reached her lips towards his as their tongues met passionately and forcefully, with Johnson again grabbing her hair roughly as though he owned her.
He forcefully man handled the front of her blouse and ripped it from her body, revealing an unexpectedly large set of breasts, concealed by a light blue bra which instantly fell onto the doctor’s abs following his previous expert work. Michelle grabbed both of Johnson’s wrists and led them roughly to her breasts as she continued her forceful grinding on top of his ever growing cock. From here, Jonson did not need to be led. He quickly slithered his hands down Michelle’s tapered body, feeling every inch of her soft skin until he reached her flimsy skirt. Unlike Michelle, he carefully unbuttoned it as she slid her body out of it, crawling forwards until her belly button was directly over Johnson’s face and she could kick her skirt away from her ankles. At the same time, Johnson sat up slightly and kicked his own pants from his own ankles as they collapsed in a heap on the grey carpeted floor beneath. As soon as Michelle heard them hit the floor she slid back down Johnson’s body and whipped his boxer briefs to his knees. Johnson’s penis sprang out, hard and straight. Michelle wasted no time in engulfing the whole thing as she wrapped her tongue around it as the shaft plunged to her throat. She immediately came back up gasping for air, immaturely unable to pleasure the entire thing. Johnson merely smiled:
“It looks like we may need to teach you a thing or two.”
“I’ll figure it out Sir.”
More conservatively, Michelle launched a second assault on his huge cock. She began by stroking it with her hand. With long, slow strokes her hand caressed the silky soft skin. She timidly bent down and took only the first three inches of his member into her mouth, lapping it with her tongue and prodding at his slit as Johnson gripped the side of the desk and his hips bucked uncontrollably. She eased herself deeper and deeper, only able to pleasure half of his ten inch length before gagging. While continuing her work, she spun herself around on the desk, so that her hips were at Johnson’s neck. Needing no invitation, the experienced stud removed her panties, staring straight at her dripping opening. He unrolled his tongue inside, penetrating her for the first time as Michelle rose up from his cock to moan loudly and uncontrollably. She pushed herself back towards his wand of a tongue and allowed him to have his way, lapping her up as she pounded his length with her soft hand, causing it to finally reach its full length. Michelle saw Johnson’s toes curl at the end of the table as she increased the pace of her work with her right hand, while fondling his testicles with her left.
Just before he was about to cum, Johnson powerfully raised her lower limbs up by her ankles, licking his lips clean. He quickly flipped the young woman onto her back as she tried in vain to control her breathing. Johnson rolled to his knees and slowly crept towards his target. Michelle longed for him to hurry up. He moved right up to her face and rolled his head to the side, biting her neck forcefully in an act of revenge for her earlier endeavours. He slowly lowered his hand down the length of her body until he reached between her legs. He sharply inserted his middle finger all the way to the knuckle as Michelle bucked her hips, forcing the finger in deeper still until it hit its target. Once again, Johnson worked in slow circles as Michelle moaned uncontrollably, at the doctor’s will. Upon removing his finger and without warning the doctor unmercifully plunged his member entirely into its virgin opening. Michelle’s head and back rocketed forward from the desk towards the doctor but she was immediately returned to it by his forceful arms. Johnson grabbed her by each wrist and forced them over her head as she bellowed in adjustment to the invasion. Johnson allowed his cock to remain in position as the young woman’s cries slowly began to subside and the immense pain transformed into an immense longing. Johnson remained patient as he watched the lust grow in his new lover’s eyes.
“Please”, Michelle whispered, barely loud enough for the doctor to hear.
“Please what?”
“Please Sir!”
“Please Sir what?”
The doctor enjoyed this moment where he had his young mistress under his complete control. Where she would bow to his every request. He was in control now. Michelle’s eyes almost bulged from their sockets as she roared:
“Please just finish me! Please Sir! Please!”
With that submission, Johnson finally began thrusting powerful and quickly, moving right out to the tip before banging all the way back in. In response, Michelle began lifting her hips off the desk in order to receive his full length. Her hands remained glued to the desk by the doctor’s powerful upper body as her eyes rolled in the back of her head. Johnson continued his unrelenting permitted assault. As he felt himself nearing a climax he released the young woman’s fragile wrists and raised her hips up so he could kneel upright. After minutes of pounding, Michelle managed to open her eyes to see the beautifully constructed doctor posing over her, tensing his muscles, as she began dripping down the inside of her thigh. She longed for this moment to last an eternity even though she knew it would only remain for a matter of seconds. The doctor bit his bottom lip as he unleashed stream after stream of warm liquid into her previously untouched opening. He continued to pound his hips forward as he completely filled her, before relaxing his muscled body and allowing Michelle a moment of respite.
“How does $3,000 a week sound instead babe?” he whispered as he collapsed on top of her naked body.
Story 66
“I’d reckon you’d have more use of the weapon in your holster than the one inside your pants, partner.” The wild eyed redhead sneered at Gerry Clemson as he fumbled with his belt buckle.
“For gosh sakes, Sally Mae,” The older man wheezed, “You’ve sure got a dirty mouth on you, I’m paying you good money… so can’t you be a little nice to me and then some.”
“You’re paying to get the syrupy treat between my legs, honey.” She slapped her shapely thigh. “You want sweet talking, that’s a whole lot extra.”
“Dang, I’ll just settle for the loving then.” He sported a gap toothed grin.
And that’s the last thing he did before blacking out. He didn’t see the heavy sandbag come crashing down on his head as the young woman before him yanked at the overhead rope, triggering its fall. She grabbed the leather pouch of money from his limp hands and laughed shrilly. That was the third time this week she had successfully seduced a man of good standing and taken his money, for nothing in return. They could all dream of taking her virginity while she took their gold instead.
Sally Mae Parkinson hefted the leather pouc
h in her small hand. It had to have at least twenty coins in it. Gold coins, glittering and shiny. She smiled and looked at her reflection in the cracked window. She could get herself that bottle of well aged whisky now.
“Darn, I could do this forever.” She whistled at the red haired, green eyed, nineteen year old that looked back at her from the dusty reflective surface of the glass window. A heart shaped face, full red lips and dimpled nose added to her charm, and the soft curvy body that made men lose their minds was her sole weapon. It had always worked without fail.
Nevertheless she picked up the old man’s gun and hid it in the thigh holster under her long flowing skirt. Patting her skirt down around her curvy hips she stepped into the pale sunset, her riding boots crushing down hard on the cobblestones outside the bank. Two weeks in this town and she had already made enough money than she ever did back in New York. Now she just had to get that drink.
