Customer Service

by Jade Taylor

  ‘That’s one hot arse,’ he’ll laugh as he pinches each cheek. ‘Here, stand up.’

  He helps her up on the desk. She kneels on it; bends over so her pussy is level with his face. He smacks her thighs with his hand, and as her legs open wider, he smacks her pussy as well. She squeals with delight. He alternates between smacking her and giving her pussy a long lick, from her clit all the way up to her hole. It is driving her wild. She gyrates her pussy into his face, smothering him, encouraging him for more.

  It drives me wild too. I can see myself standing and quickly pulling my panties off, re-positioning myself on the chair. I grab at my breast roughly while rubbing my clit. I look sexy, wild and uninhibited as I masturbate madly.

  With his free hand he undoes his trousers and they fall to his ankles. He stands there with a massive hard-on. His cock is only inches from me. I can see the knobbly veins in his shaft as the skin stretches tightly over it. I want it, want it in my mouth, in my pussy, my hole. I watch as he covers her pussy with his mouth, nuzzling and sucking while he removes his shirt. Now they are both naked, his arse tight, right in front of me, the cheeks clenching and tightening as he pulls her closer into him.

  I’ll be rubbing my clit; enjoying a wonderful orgasm as it dribbles out of me, just like I am now. I’ll finger myself, focus my attention back on my clit as I rub madly but it won’t be enough. I can’t get enough. Can’t reach the high I want. I need to be fucked and I’ll wish that Marcus could be the one to feed my hungry pussy.

  He is teasing her with his cock and she’s trying desperately to grab it and put it inside her.

  ‘I want your pussy wetter’ he’ll demand. ‘I’ll keep spanking you until your juices are dripping on the desk. Do you hear me?’

  ‘Oh, yes, yes,’ she’ll say eagerly.

  He’ll slap at her thighs while his cock rubs between her legs. He loves to tease her. Then he’ll grab her hips firmly to pull her hard towards him, plunging his cock straight into her pussy; the force of it throws her forward on the desk. He thrust in deeper and harder, causing her to scream and cry out for more. He is holding her tightly, pounding into her ferociously.

  ‘Oh God, yes,’ she’ll scream. ‘Fuck me harder.’

  She’s holding onto the edges of the desk as he pummels her. Pencils and papers are flying off the desk.

  ‘Quickly,’ he’ll command. ‘Turn around and sit on the desk with your legs open for me.’

  She does as he asks. From my position I can see her pussy perfectly. With her legs spread he stands back and pulls at his cock, making it even bigger. She is whimpering, begging for it, her head hanging off the edge of the desk. He thrusts his cock into her open mouth and she gobbles it deep down into her throat, sucking him madly.

  ‘Oh yes, that’s great. You’re dripping now. I can see your pussy in the mirror. Good girl. I knew you’d be good. Knew you’d do as you’re told. Now you’ll get your reward,’ he’ll say, withdrawing from her.

  ‘Oh, yes, Marcus, please. For God’s sake, give it to me.’

  He pushes his massive cock into her while she screams to be fucked harder. I won’t be able to stand it any more and I’ll look about the room for something to relieve my frustration. I spy a big, black dildo and reach over to grab it. I hoist up my dress and plunge the black beauty straight into me. Oh, it is heavenly. Over and over I push it in and out. Pulling it out I can see my juices bring it to life, making it seem real.

  I’ll have my eyes closed on the brink of another orgasm when I hear the creak of a floorboard. He’ll be standing next to me, his massive cock only inches from my mouth. I’ll grab his shiny, thick, wet shaft and suck his cock deep into my throat. My other hand will still be pumping the dildo in and out and as I gobble his cock. All thoughts about him being Rita’s boyfriend will leave me. I will be interested in only one thing and that’s getting fucked.

  He’ll withdraw from me and grab me by the arm, pull me out of the chair. The dildo will fall to the floor. He’ll drag me into his bedroom and stand me in front of Rita.

  ‘Lick her pussy,’ he’ll demand of me.

  I’ll look slyly towards Rita, knowing that this is what we both want. Like a hungry dog I’ll attack her, feed off her juices as Marcus lifts my dress, opens my legs, pulls my hips back and plunges that fucking beautiful cock of his straight up my pussy. I’ll grab hold of Rita’s hips tightly, licking and sucking as he bucks into me. Delirious with passion I’ll come all over his cock as Rita bucks into my mouth, her sweet juices filling me as she too orgasms.

  This fantasy has me masturbating madly as I imagine what else we could do.

  On shaking legs I’ll practically fall as Marcus withdraws that wonderful cock from me. He’ll strip me out of my dress and underwear and after helping Rita from the desk he’ll order me to lie upon it. Apprehensive and nervous about my first caning, I’ll lay there panting as they tie my arms and legs to the desk. I’ll be hanging over it, my arse and pussy naked, vulnerable, unable to protest even if I want to. But I don’t. I want to be spanked, whipped, smacked. I want what Rita had and more.

  The first slap will be on my thigh. Then another and another and slowly they’ll work their way up to my cheeks where the slaps will become smacks and the stinging pain becomes pleasure. They’ll produce a switch and use it over my back, the inside of my torso, my cheeks and thighs. It will be wonderful. It will be absolute and utter pleasure being at the disposal of someone else’s hand. I’ll love being submissive; to be told what to do and how to do it. I’ll love it all.

  Then light fingers will run up inside my thighs and caress my back. It will only be a small whip and as Marcus slaps my pussy with it, I’ll know that this is something that I’ll always want, always want to participate in. The tiny red-hot stings will be like an electrical surge all over my flesh, igniting a fire in me, making me wild with passion.

  ‘Oh, for God’s suck, fuck me, please,’ I’ll beg. ‘Fuck me.’

  ‘Do you think you’ve been punished enough for spying on me?’ Marcus will ask.

  ‘Yes,’ I’ll whimper.

  ‘Do you think you’ve learn a lesson?’ he’ll ask.

  ‘Oh, yes,’ I’ll whisper, barely able to talk.

  ‘Do you think you’d like my cock inside your hot pussy?’

  ‘Oh, fuck, yes. Please fuck me,’ I’ll beg.

  I want him more than anything, but part of me wants them to flip me over. To lash at my breasts, to make my nipples harder, to excite me even more.

  ‘Rita, do you think I should fuck her? Do you think we’ve shown her how much pleasure you can receive even when you’re naughty?’

  ‘I think we’ve given her enough for her first taste, and knowing Doris, I’m sure she’ll be back for more,’ Rita will say as she unties my arms, then my legs.

  I’ll stand on shaking legs, desperate to have Marcus fuck me. He’ll lift me in his strong arms and place me in the centre of his bed. Rita will lie beside me, stroking my breasts, lightly touching my arms, while Marcus will stand at the end of the bed watching us.

  ‘Please,’ I’ll beg, ‘I can’t stand it any longer. Please fuck me.’

  I can hear something pulling at me, digging into my subconscious. I want to continue with this fantasy. I want to imagine Marcus fucking me like the stallion that he is. I want to feel his hard cock deep inside me, I want him pounding in me, fucking me mercilessly, but something is bugging me, stopping me from continuing, my stream of consciousness has been broken.

  It’s the phone. The fucking phone is ringing. I leave it to ring out but whoever it is rings back. I can’t get back into my fantasy. I jump out of bed angrily, rush into the kitchen and snatch the phone off the hook.

  ‘Yes,’ I scream into it.

  ‘Julie, is that you?’ a voice asks.

  ‘No it’s fucking not,’ I scream as I slam the receiver back down.

  I run to get back to my fantasy, my wild dreams of lust but first I take the receiver off the hook. I don’t want any oth
er interruptions.

  I jump back into bed. Get into the same position. I close my eyes and conjure up where I’d left off but I can’t seem to get it back, can’t seem to get the momentum going again. Frustrated and angry I pick up my robe and slink back into my room. I promise myself if Rita brings it up again, I’ll be saying yes. This fantasy needs to be fulfilled and the sooner it does the better I’ll like it.

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