by Sasha Scott
My moment of release was getting closer and closer. There was no way I could help that when I was being squeezed and ridden with such vigor. The sound of our moans mixing flooded the air, drowning out the sound of our bodies slapping together, skin coming into contact with skin with a wet clap, juices dripping from her body.
“Miss. Morgan…” I moaned out weakly.
“Stacy.”
“S-Stacy.”
“Are you getting close?” she asked, feeling the way I was throbbing within her. She curled her lips up into a grin, eyes opening to pierce down into me, like a predator toying with its prey.
“Y-yeah. I don’t think I can hold back any longer.”
“Hmm who said you needed to hold back at all?” She leant her body forwards and grasped my bottom lip in her teeth, tugging slightly, “I’m waiting for my payment.”
Stacy, she was such a sexy, sensual woman; she was really driving me wild. I felt that familiar sensation pulsing in my loins. My orgasm was approaching and soon it would washing through the both of us.
I gritted my teeth together tightly as I pushed up my hips, piercing my manhood deep into Stacy’s hot, tight, insides as my orgasm raced through me. My will to muffle my cries did not win out in the battle of supremacy and I cried out.
Hot cum burst from my shaft and unleashed the torrent into the waiting insides of Stacy who arched her back and moaned out. This was it, the payment she had been waiting for, now filling up her insides. She sat in place and throbbed, soaking up the feeling of my cum running through her body.
The two of us rested in place once the pulsing had finally settled in my manhood and my orgasm drew to an end. I hadn’t felt such pleasure in a long time but then again I hadn’t been with a woman in a long time to match. Never before had I had someone as good as her before.
“Wow, that was incredible,” I moaned out, my chest heaving up and down as I drunk up the sweet air.
“I know, I was there,” she giggled as she pushed herself up off my lap, my whiteness trickling down her inner thighs. “That was great stud. That’s half your debt paid right there. I’ll come back to take the other half some other time when you’ve recovered.”
“What are you talking about. I’m good to go again.”
I saw a look of shock pop onto her face as she looked down at where she had risen to find that my shaft was already hard again. Big, bad and throbbing.
“What… wait, how? I just made you cum twice. There should be on way…”
That expression on her face was totally priceless. I wasn’t really surprised by it though. Everybody knew that men took time to recover. What Stacy didn’t know about me was I was a man who had a large libido and when I say large I mean huge. One, two, three times was never enough for me when I was jerking off. I could go for the whole night before finally tiring myself out.
I stood myself up, still fully erect and good to go for another round or two or more, hands on my hips to show my manhood off.
“What’s wrong Stacy? I’m ready to pay off the rest of my debt. I think I’ll pay some advances on my rent as well.”
She gasped as I wrapped my hands around hers and began to lead her to the bed. She wasn’t going to know what hit her.
I looked over to the clock and let out a long sigh.
“Seriously? It’s that late already… I really got carried away.”
I’d been so distracted I hadn’t even noticed it’d gone dark outside. I’d completely missed work and used up almost all the day. Time really does fly when you’re enjoying yourself.
Groans trickled down from below. I looked down at Stacy who was lying on her back, sprawled out with her legs spread wide open and a large drip of thick, chunky, white cream pouring out of her pussy. Some of it poured from the hole beneath that. Sometimes it’s hard to hold back.
“I can’t feel my legs,” Stacy moaned out.
“That’s not really a surprise. We did it for the full day. I’m not sure how many times we went. I stopped trying to count once we hit double figures. Shall we just call that my rent paid on full for the rest of the year?”
She nodded, still lingering in her lustful daze.
“Sure thing big boy. Thank you for the big deposits.”
Stacy rolled over to get some rest as I stood up. While she was resting her sore body I was going to go and clean up with a hot shower. First I picked up my phone to make sure I hadn’t missed any messages. Work probably didn’t have good things to say to me.
Once I checked my phone I realized that I still had Slut Finder up and open. On the screen something new had appeared. It was a congratulatory message which covered up the middle of the app.
“Congratulations!” It said to me, “You have now reached level two. Scanning range increased.”
I had no idea something like this had a leveling up system. Did I seriously get points for sleeping with Stacy? That wasn’t too important to somebody who generally thinks with their lower head over their upper one. The key thing to me was that message. Scanning range increased.
If that meant what I thought it meant then tomorrow I was also in danger of missing work because I was going to scan the city for my A class sluts to sate my desires with.
Technology really is the best.
Level 2: The Boss
Yesterday was one of the best days of my life. In fact it could have been the very best day of my life. Sadly not as much competition as I would have liked.
First of all there was the app which I found downloaded onto my phone. Slut Finder. This amazing app had the ability to scan the area for all the women within range, providing me with details about them as well as a rating about just how good they were in bed.
It didn’t stop there though. Not only could I find myself a target I could then take them as I wished thanks to the app’s hypnosis feature. All I had to do was select a scenario, input it into the system then show my phone screen to the target and they would be under my spell.
My landlady helped me prove that the app wasn’t just some professional looking scam and was actually the real deal by falling under my spell hook, line and sinker. One look at the screen and she turned from the bossy landlady always trying to chase me down for rent to a horny one sucking the payment right out from my dick. That’s what I call a much better payment system by me.
Once I finished the deed I noticed that I’d leveled up on the app and improved the range that Slut Finder could scan at, giving me access to more and more beauties. Surely that meant the higher my level rose the more and more A class women would come available to me and who knew what other prizes could become available if I continued to level up? Seeing as my way to rise that number was by hypnotizing and sleeping with more beautiful women, I was willing to become a martyr.
However before that I had a disaster to avert, urgently.
“I promise it’ll never happen again!” I cried out, lowering my head before my manager. I’d gotten so carried away sleeping with my landlady that I’d forgotten all about work and had missed a full day. If there was ever a time to beg it was now.
“Yeah that’s what you said last time,” my manager rightfully pointed out. Sadly for me I was a person who had some form with these kind of things. Not the missing work thanks to fucking a beautiful woman all day part, but the missing work part as a general.
“But I swear, it was an emergency. There was nothing I could do about it.”
“Sure it was. It’s always an emergency with you, wasn’t it? I’ve never known somebody with so many family emergencies. Did another grandmother die?”
“Well it was just…”
“Save it,” he sighed out, obviously sick of hearing my excuses at this point. “Wait here. I’ll be back in a moment.”
I sat down on my seat and groaned. This could be it, this could be the end of me. I shuffled a hand into my pocket and got out my phone. If I was going to be sacked I was at least going to find a way to cheer myself up afterwards. I booted up Slut Finder and allo
wed it to scan.
All of the options began to populate on the list just like last time, ordered by their compatibility with me as well as their general talent when it came to doing the deed.
I was just expecting to find some cheap tart who I’d be able to use to cheer myself up but my eyes went wide when I saw the top, recommended, option for me to sleep with. A woman I knew well, who everyone here knew, who was carrying a solid A rating.
It was Patricia Spencer, Miss. Patricia Spencer, better known around here as the boss.
This wasn’t to be confused with my manager or some team leader. We were talking about the boss of the whole building. She wasn’t the boss of the entire company but of this particular branch she called the shots and here she was as the top entry on Slut Finder.
Of course once the shock faded away the next emotion which raced through me was excitement. Having a chance to sleep with the boss? That was the stuff of fantasy; then again so was this app so I was going to have to check my disbelief at some point. I’d love to be able to sleep with my boss there was just one small problem.
While I was free to select the hypnosis scenario I wanted from anywhere the only way for it to become active was for me to show the screen to the target. How the heck was I supposed to get close to my boss?
“Hey!” I heard my manager’s voice calling back through the office as I quickly stuffed my phone away before he got a look at what I was eyeing.
“Erm… yes sir?”
“Your review will have to wait. We have a computer problem on the top floor and the other guys are busy so you need to go take care of it, now.”
I felt my throat getting dry. There was no way this one could be a coincidence either, right? I took a big gulp to try and clear things, my voice coming out in something close to a shiver.
“The top floor? You don’t mean…”
“Yeah, Miss. Spencer. Now hurry it up, she’s a busy woman, she needs her computer working five minutes ago. Now hop along and maybe if you do well we’ll rethink that termination.”
My hands trembled in joy and at awe at the wonder that was Slut Finder. Not only did it allow me the means to hypnotise women of power to my will it always provided me the opening to get them. I’m sorry I ever doubted you Slut Finder.
As I walked I slipped my phone back out of my pocket and began to look at the options provided for hypnosis. I settled down on one that I felt would be quite enjoyable indeed. Today was going to be a lot better than I expected.
The top floor, what a view. See I was an IT guy which was one of the reasons I’d managed to keep my job for so long in the first place. Specialist field, means it’s harder to replace you which means it’s riskier to fire you. Thing is IT support don’t get high billing in the floor department.
Sure I’d gone to other floors before and seen their views but nothing could beat the top floor, an entire city flowing into the distance. It was the first time I’d ever been here and was the first time I was ever going to directly meet the boss.
Her personal assistant, see secretary for a proper job description, sent me right into her luxury office and finally gave me my first personal experience with Miss. Spencer.
I’d seen pictures, from afar so I was already well aware of her appearance. Despite being a strong woman who had shattered the glass ceiling she was one beautiful lady.
She had dark skin and deep brown eyes which looked all the more stunning in person. Her lips were thick, her features as strong as she was yet completely radiating beauty. It was hard to see her body but I’d heard the rumors. Long toned legs, wide hips which helped to create a thick behind and a very generous amount of meat on her chest. Patricia had a lot of admirers in the office, seemingly on every floor.
“Are you the man from IT?” she asked. Her voice was firm and clear which was no real surprise coming from a natural speaker.
“That’s me Miss. Spencer. What seems to be the problem?”
“I don’t really know. My computer just isn’t doing what I want it to. These messages keep appearing on screen.”
Computer work really was wonderful, it gave me an excuse to move in as close as I could to her. From my pocket I slipped out my phone, holding it up in front of her.
“Do they look anything like this?”
She looked into the screen and instantly she fell under my spell. I recognized it from when I did the same to my landlady. That moment where those eyes go wide and get lost in the hypnosis, the way the face goes blank. She was mine now.
Slut Finder’s hypnosis commands didn’t take long to activate. Just like the first time I used it to the change was almost instant. For a few seconds she was blank but then all the life came flooding back into her, almost like she’d been reprogrammed on the spot.
Her brown eyes, losing their vacancy, slipped back to look at her own computer screen but in her mind it was actually mine.
“Oh I see the problem here,” Patricia said as she started to type on the computer. “This is an easy fix, it shouldn’t take but a moment sir.”
The hypnosis spell that I decided to use on Patricia was a bit of role reversal. Now she believed that I was the boss and she’d been the one to come to help me with my computer. It was even stronger than I thought, she ever had all the right knowledge for the job.
“Thank you Miss. Sp… I mean, Patricia. Thank you for helping me with this, I wouldn’t know what to do without you.”
I punctuated myself by slapping her onto the ass, making her body bounce on the spot, forcing it up out of the seat. Of course there was more to it than just a small role reversal. A little bit extra was also added into our relationship, one her gasp and moan helped emphasize.
“Sir not while I’m typing, you’ll make me hit a wrong key.”
“Sorry Patricia, it’s hard to hold back sometimes while you’re wiggling that ass at me.”
The guys on floor six were right, she really did have a thick ass. It was being contained in a pencil skirt but I could still see that down in that compartment she was carrying a lot of weight. Those hips were wide and to me that was so alluring.
She had told me to stop it but right now I was the boss which meant I had no need to listen. I grasped hold of her ass again and began to squeeze it firmly in my fingers, allowing soft moans to slip from her plump lips as she wiggled in my hand.
“Sir please,” she whined back at me in an utterly seductive manner. The way she saying it wasn’t matching up with the words she was saying.
“Oh you’re right Patricia. It’ll be much more comfortable for the both of us to take this skirt off.”
I unzipped the side and helped her body out of the pencil skirt. It was tight, constricting around that curvy body. It must be a pain to trapped inside of it all day, being released had to be more relaxing.
My fingers guided the skirt down her legs, letting the black fabric fall away down to the floor, revealing what she had on below. Long black pantyhose hugged tightly to her flesh and hidden away in between where a pair of, once again black, panties. Surprisingly sexy and lacey for somebody sitting in an office all day.
I grasped firmly into those pantyhose and ripped them apart, the fabric no match for my hands tearing, letting her bare dark flesh be exposed in front of me.
“Sir!” she gasped out again, probably shocked at just how open and forceful I was being. I had the power of Slut Finder on my side, there was no reason for me to hold back.
More of her flesh came into view as I continued to rip those pantyhose open, spreading a wide hole which exposed over her panties and up over those cheeks; it was getting close to simply splitting in two. I slipped my hands into the hole and began to fondle directly at her cheeks, thumbs tracing over the edge of her panties.
“These panties, aren’t they a bit too sexy for an… IT worker, to be wearing all day?”
She looked embarrassed as her shaking hands struggled to type on the keyboard, her fingers having almost drawn to a complete halt.
“I
just like… they help make me feel pretty. There is nothing wrong with that, is there?”
I shook my head, dragging a hand back from her flesh, all so I could let it slap back into her bottom, letting the noise of skin colliding echo through the room as her legs struggled to keep standing. She could have sat back down but it was at this time I decided to occupy the seat for myself. I was now in the boss's seat, with her exposed wiggling in front of me. No denying who was in control now.
“Not a thing, and may I say how utterly gorgeous they make you look. I bet you’ll look even better with them off though.”
She bit down on her bottom lip, peeking at me over her shoulder as I grasped into the waistline of those panties and began to slowly slide them down, fully exposing her ass in front of me and when I reached the bottom her pussy as well. It was glistening with juices, all from just a little spanking. It was nice to see I wasn’t the only one into it.
