Extra Taboo - a Collection of Taboo Adult Erotic Stories for Women: Erotica for Women, by Women

by Meredith McClain

  'Spread your legs wide, Kirsty,' he ordered.

  She did so and as his right hand ploughed deeper and deeper into her, making her squirm in delight, his other hand had the opportunity to return to her clit at the same time. As he felt her muscles start to contract on his hand he withdrew it.

  Playfully he put his hand to her mouth and she sucked each finger separately, savouring her own sweet taste.

  'I don't think father would be overly impressed if he knew what services you actually performed while you were here,' teased Jason.

  'I've yet to perform any services Mr McManus. At the moment I've been in receipt of yours.'

  Kirsty's hands went to the belt of his trousers.

  'Not tonight Kirsty.'

  'Excuse me?'

  'I said not tonight. We can finish this some other time.'

  'Jason, are you joking?'

  He shook his head.

  'Is this about Gary,' she may have been on the receiving end of Jason's desire for her, but the atmosphere had cooled dramatically and she felt a tinge of rejection from the perfectly sculpted solicitor.

  'Of course not. It's about timing. You go, I'll lock up after you.'

  She fought back her instinctive reaction which was to remind him who owned the building. She knew she was probably being over-sensitive. In truth she didn't have a set of keys to the building or any of the security codes; naturally having them in his possession Jason would offer to lock up. He was far more responsible than she would ever be.

  'Sure, that's fine. Do you want me to hang around?'

  'And risk an even later entrance to work tomorrow?'

  'Well if you took me home you wouldn't have to stay up all night worry about my punctuality.'

  'True, but I think you'd have me up all night any way. Another time Kirsty,' he kissed her cheek and literally escorted her off the premises.

  Back at her immaculate new build flat in the heart of London's West End she found it was Jason McManus who was keeping her up all night. She was flummoxed by his attitude. His mood swings were so extreme she couldn't make heads nor tail of the man. This morning his behaviour had been hateful, but spending time alone together that evening without the pressure of the office, he'd warmed considerably towards her. She wondered if he'd regretted his treatment of her earlier that morning.

  The most annoying component of the day had been her not achieving her orgasm. Gary she wasn't bothered by. Given what Jason's interruption had eventually led to she had no complaints about her hasty exit from the post-room. It was Jason refusing to let her climax that irritated her. Objectively she understood her behaviour around him was shameless, but it was the fact that he wouldn't come running at the click of her fingers that had her more determined than ever to land the man in bed. For tonight though she was resigned to satisfying herself. Jason might be able to physically prevent her from having him, but he could never control her thoughts or fantasies. She spent time conjuring up some depraved, filthy scenarios in her mind to help her on her journey towards an orgasm before falling asleep.

  ***

  Kirsty was thoroughly happy to enter the office on Tuesday morning at 9.15am. Her appearance had most mouths gaping, even if she was still fifteen minutes late.

  'Sorry I'm late Mark. I had to stay back late last night and couldn't find the papers I'd been working on at home.'

  The last part had been a complete lie but she was reasonably confident he wouldn't report this to Jason. She was determined to project a professional and efficient exterior. If being a career driven, sensible, responsible employee was what it took to land Jason McManus, then that's what she'd do until she got her own way. He was fun for the chase but her past conquests had been left soon after she'd got what she wanted from them – Jason would be no different. Doubtless Mark would attribute the change in her to Jason's written warning, rather than her insatiable sexual appetite for Mr McManus, but for now him thinking and discussing it with Jason might help her current cause.

  Progressively through the week her start times became earlier, her management skills improved and she was churning out quality and timely work for the department she supported. The only real fly in the ointment had proved to be Jason who barely acknowledged her presence in the office, let alone her efforts. She mentally congratulated him for playing the game well, but hoped he'd come to his senses and realise they could both be winners.

  By the time Friday came round, Kirsty was ready to execute her battle plan to have have Jason eating from her, literally, that night.

  The office tended to provide the staff with a glass of wine on Friday afternoons, but that particular Friday the office was closing an hour early to celebrate the retirement of a director who'd dedicated thirty plus years of his life to Kirsty's father's company.

  'Boy did that guy work hard for you to look as good as you do,' commented a deep, rich voice in her ear.

  She didn't need to turn to know it was Jason. The nature of the jibe wasn't unexpected, but she was glad he'd noticed her stunning appearance. It had meant a very early start at the salon and picking an entirely inappropriate dress for the office but as she lent back and felt his erection she knew the curve-clinging, cleavage plunging, dangerously short, black dress had been a clever choice.

  For all his disdain he clearly wanted her.

  'He certainly did. It's a shame he won't be the man reaping the benefits of his hard work,' she replied.

  'Gary's in for a good night then?'

  'Why would that be, Mr McManus?'

  'There's eyes everywhere in this office. I hear you like visiting the post-room when the fancy takes you.'

  'True, but the fancy won't take me there tonight. If there's any lapses of judgement to be made I can't see them taking place with boys in the basement.'

  'I kind of remember telling you it's not professionally safe for me to have lapses of judgement,' mused Jason, pulling her hips allowing her to feel the degree of stiffness his cock had for her.

  She stepped forward, continuing to watch her father as he delivered a lively and amusing farewell speech to his loyal colleague.

  'Not while Daddy's watching,' taunted the voice from behind.

  'Maybe not ever.'

  'You've left it a little late to start playing hard to get at this stage of the game.'

  'You forget yourself Jason,' she said, turning to face him. 'You've clocked off now. You might be in the office but this is your free time and you're choosing to spend it harassing me. You may be lethal in legal situations but let's see how this plays out when you're out of your comfort zone.'

  He smiled, revealing his perfect white teeth, and watched her walk off. Jason was bemused by her behaviour. She had linked arms with her father and was being quite the hostess. Everyone in the office knew her anyway, but she did have an appeal to men. Most men liked her flighty, independent, childish ways, but he suspected if they knew the cunning of the woman underneath they mightn't be as generous with their affections. Kirsty appeared a trophy girlfriend.

  She was stunning with her bold, black hair and stormy blue eyes and impeccably turned out. When people got past her surname and the fact she was the boss's daughter she was actually very likeable; bitchy and sharp but there was a softness and warmth to her. She made people laugh and that would always win the popular vote. Trouble was she wanted an easy life and was far too self involved to consider exactly whose toes were being trod on in the process.

  If she wanted to play games he was up for hide and seek, but he'd leave it to Kirsty to do the seeking.

  Kirsty had flitted through the giant boardroom and the overflow into other offices in a bid to display her abilities to work a room. She hoped to present herself as an accomplished professional for her father to witness. He'd been sincere when he complimented her and discussed the possibility of her long term position leading to something more challenging if she wanted to play a larger part in the organisation.

  Having ticked one of her 'to do' tasks off her list she was

left with only one remaining – Jason McManus. She was unable to spot him with a quick scan of the room, thus made her way to his private office.

  'Thought I might find you in here,' she said, walking in.

  'Oh you did, did you?'

  'Your far too uncomfortable at social gatherings to get involved in the playful politics of the office.'

  'Though I'd leave that to you.'

  She chose to ignore the comment.

  'It wasn't the best hiding spot from me though was it Jason?'

  'I'm not really the player - you are.'

  'You're not a player?' she asked, doubtfully.

  'No,' he assured her.

  'Strange because I'd have said since Monday you've been playing games all week.'

  'I've been working.'

  'That's all you do Jason. It's is why you headed here rather than somewhere more... private.'

  He locked the door to his office and closed the vertical blinds to prevent any gossip.

  'Where did we leave off from then on Monday night?' asked Jason.

  Kirsty sat in his office chair and twirled around in it.

  'Why don't you come on over and I'll show you where I think it might have been?'

  Jason came over. He stood arrogantly in front of her as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. She had to stop herself drooling at the sight of his proud, erect penis. Not wearing any underwear, she unleashed the beast and took him straight in her mouth. Sucking on his large purple helmet she could already taste the pre-cum oozing from him. It was watery and had little taste to it, but the fact he was so keen for her was a turn on in itself.

  His girth was astonishing. He was average size in length but she'd had to open wide to encompass the head of his dick. Once in she realised how cock-hungry she was for him. She sucked and swirled her tongue round him, relaxing her throat as much as possible to inch him in further. Any restraint he had thought he could exercise was long gone as he groaned at the feel of her mouth on him.

  Kirsty made an executive decision to give Jason exactly what she knew he wanted. She took to her knees.

  'Do you like me down here?'

  'Oh fuck yes,' said Jason. 'Suck me now Daddy's girl.'

  Desperately she licked his shaft, her spit had lubed him for her to switch between her mouth and running her hand rhythmically up and down his shaft.

  'Tell me how you want me Jason. I promise I'll do everything you ask'

  'About time someone took you in hand. Strip for me.'

  Proud of her toned body, a result of routine gym sessions, she had no qualms in performing a strip tease for him; taking her time to slip out of each article of clothing until she was naked and ready to be taken.

  With one sweep of his arm, Jason cleared the desk and bent her straight over. She was enormously satisfied his cool demeanour had been obliterated in the presence of her soft, naked, youthful skin. He pushed one hand on her face to keep her head pinned to the desk and rammed his cock straight into her pussy.

  Utilizing her pelvic floor exercises she clenched internally and released rhythmically to massage the shaft buried in her. He was cursing at her actions and begging her to stop him cumming too quickly. She released him for a short period allowing him to pound her hard. He clearly had wanted this for as long as she had. Kirsty was lubed and receiving him, but he was slamming into her so vigorously the table was moving across the carpet with each thrust.

  Having been faithful with Gary, she hadn't had a man for some time and the strength and power was intoxicating. Her inability to resist his physicality, heightened the experience for her. Forceful sex wasn't her particular fetish but it was always fun to experiment and Jason was leaving her little choice in the matter. It wasn't until she was grunting as he went deeper and deeper that he relaxed the hand on her face.

  The minute she lifted her face, he had her by the throat holding her back on the desk. He pulled out and she heard him spit.

  'Jason, not like that.'

  'You promised me any way, Kirsty.'

  She closed her eyes and wriggled her backside inviting him into her back passage. His fingers rubbed her wet pussy and bought her juices to her ring-piece to ease his impending entry. It wasn't that she hadn't done anal before, but not with a one night stand and it certainly didn't feature regularly on her sexual menu.

  The initial penetration hurt but once he was in, her muscles acclimatized to his dick invading her arse. His hips rammed into her unforgivingly and she whimpered in the process. When he withdrew he pulled her up by the hair.

  'Suck my cock now, bitch.'

  She turned round and slapped his face hard.

  'Fuck off Jason. Don't be disgusting.'

  He forced her onto the desk and let his mouth roam her body as he held her arms above her head. A fresh burst of moisture streamed from between her legs, as he suckled her nipples. He licked from the base of her throat down between her two sizeable breasts. She parted her legs wanting him back inside her.

  Stepping back he took her ankles over his shoulders and rubbed the head of his prick against her clit. The feeling for both of them was sheer ecstasy and the minute Jason felt Kirsty's legs tremble he directed himself back into her slippery slit. She finally reached her long-awaited climax. Her contracting vagina was blissful for Jason to be inside.

  'I think I'm done,' she said sleepily.

  'But I'm not.'

  Jason banged her again and with her legs over his shoulders the penetration was perfect. At times he could at time feel the back of her vaginal wall. She squealed but didn't fight him off.

  As he steadily pumped away she caught sight of a bright red light in the corner of the room. She shook her head, acknowledging exactly what it was and smirked at the camera, deliberately placed to record their entire session.

  'Jay I'm tired,' she complained.

  He stopped mid motion, took her ankles from his neck, pulled her from the hips further onto his hard-on, spread her legs wide and shafted her vigorously.

  'Think of it as a work out at the gym.'

  Her jiggling breasts called for him and soon he was latched onto them with his mouth again. Kirsty was resigned to riding out the session in full knowledge of the camera. Checking her glazed eyes, Jason pulled out and slapped her lightly on the face. She stood indignantly and slapped him hard.

  'Jesus, twice? I wasn't being rough Kirsty,' he said.

  'Sorry.'

  He sat on his seat.

  'Make it up to me. Come ride my cock till I cum.'

  She went to straddle him, but he shook his head.

  'Other way,' he instructed.

  Slowing she lowered herself onto Jason's cock. He pulled her legs wide, exposing her pink pussy; he had one hand caressing her clit and the other groping a breast. Naturally the chair spun as she rocked up and down on him and naturally it was in the direction of the camera. Splayed legs, and private parts on show. His idle stroking of her lubricious nub had her climaxing again and she bucked up and down on his dick as she did. He pinched her nipple hard and she went crazy, lost in the moment.

  'Hop off.'

  Calmed down and settled with him still inside her, Kirsty was not really prepared for any further sex. As she got off he pushed her to the wall.

  'Spread your legs. I think I deserve to cum.'

  She did as he asked and let him glide into her one last time. He built up pace, crushing her against the wall.

  'Stop,' she shouted.

  He did so without question.

  'We're done here Jason.'

  'No we're not little girl.'

  'Actually we are. We're done here and you're done here Jason.'

  'What are you talking about?' his voice was filled with confusion.

  'Not tonight Jason. We can finish this another time.'

  'We'll finish it now,' he retorted angrily.

  'You called the shots Monday and I'm calling the shots now.'

  'We are not done here Kirsty.'

  'We really are Jay. I suppose it would be better to say you're done here,' she emphasized the 'you're'.

  'What do you mean?'

  Kirsty pointed at the camera.

  'Smile Jason, I've got it all recorded and I don't think my Dad would be particularly happy with your performance at work tonight.'

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