She looked at her fat, rock-hard nipples in the mirror, smiled like a minx at the treat she was about to offer her tax-man, then stuffed the bra in her purse and buttoned her blouse, leaving a few buttons undone to show some cleavage.
She gave herself one final smile, disappeared through the restroom door, then returned to Oscar’s office, where he was still sitting at his desk, now with a pair of glasses on, flipping through her paperwork.
He glanced up from the desk as she entered the room, and she felt a tingle in her twat at his double take.
As Oscar discussed her tax return, Denise casually ran her fingers along the hem of her blouse, brushing them across her chest. When she knew he was paying extra careful attention, she slid her fingers inside her shirt, then under the smooth curve of her swollen breast.
Oscar’s eyes were stealing glances at her tits, and as the warmth from his gaze washed over her body, Denise went from wet to soaking. She sat down across from him.
Oscar pointed to an additional missed deduction, and Denise slowly uncrossed her legs, giving her taxman a long view of her silky thighs. She leaned forward to show her interest. Her movement pushed Oscar into a stutter. As she bent forward, her blouse opened on one side, giving him a nearly unobstructed view of her exposed left breast.
“I appreciate the extra hard work you’ve done,” she said, her voice silky smooth, and tone sultry.
Oscar eyed her for a moment, then smiled. “It’s my pleasure ma’am,” he said. “After all, it’s what I get paid to do, right?”
He was playing it smooth, no doubt he’d had plenty of women make passes before. And he wasn’t some twenty-something who would fuck any chick who offered.
“Of course,” Denise said, unbuttoning her shirt. “Service with a smile. Right?”
“Exactly,” Oscar replied, then rose from his office chair and quickly walked to the window to close his blinds. When he turned back around, Denise was standing in nothing but her panties; her blouse and skirt piled on the floor in a corner.
Oscar curled his lip and growled like an animal, then backed her up against his desk, quickly shedding his blazer, tie, and shirt.
Denise caught her breath, staring at his body, which looked exactly as she had imagined.
He was gorgeous, and her pussy went hot at the thought of him banging her right there in his office. The first gush of sticky dripped from her slit and painted her inner thigh, as Oscar pushed her down, then onto her back and over his desk.
Before she could resist, not that she would have, Oscar had her panties off and his face buried between her creamy thighs. His tongue stabbed her neatly trimmed pussy, driving her higher than she’d been in a while.
Denise reached her arms over her head, grabbing for the edge of his desk, trying to stifle her moans. But it was hard to keep quiet when he was eating her cunt even better than he managed her taxes.
Her legs went weak and the room started to spin as Oscar lapped at her clit; a voracious beast, feeding on his prey.
Denise wondered if she, the hunter, had just become the hunted.
Oscar’s hands moved along the bottoms of her thighs, then back up, sending goosebumps up her skin as his fingers dug deeper into her flesh. He lifted her legs, and she brought her knees against her chest. Oscar dove back onto her dripping slit, working his tongue masterfully like the brush of an artist.
She thrashed about as he licked long circles around her clit, before burying the tip of his tongue deep inside her burning hole.
“Mmmmmm,” she quietly moaned.
Though they had their privacy with the blinds, two walls of his office were made of glass, and definitely not sound proof.
She looped her arms around her legs, behind the knees, then held them tight against her. His hands roamed across her ass and hips as he devoured her aching, hungry cunt.
Oscar slid his tongue through her glistening pussy lips, then back to her clit. The shock of three orgasms right in a row, rushed through her body as he sucked at her clit.
She bit her lower lip as she came; her pussy opened wide, releasing a flood of juices all over Oscar. Her entire body threatened to go numb as it tingled with pleasure.
Oscar’s tongue inched slowly toward her fiery hole, then past, stopping as he spread her ass cheeks and swirled his tongue around her tight asshole.
Oh, fuck, yes!
Denise held her scream inside.
She had never had her ass licked before, and the sensation was enough to drive her to shrieking. In fact, she had never had anything done to her ass before. But it felt wonderful and nasty, and Denise wanted more of whatever he was so goddamn good at doing.
Her breaths were heavy and ragged, and growing more so with every second of oral assault on her tight ass.
Oscar was driving her insane and she was loving every minute.
He finally stopped, then stood as Denise’s arms collapsed to her sides. She stretched her legs until they dangled over the edge of the desk, then lifted her head slightly to look at the taxman as he stood with an ‘I’ll teach you to flaunt your titties at me’ smile spread across his face.
Denise laid her head back, catching her breath. She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating on her breathing, trying to find the right rhythm so she could settle down. Otherwise she wouldn’t be able to get herself off of the desk, let alone walk out of the office.
She lay sprawled across Oscar’s desk, her breathing slowly returned to normal. With her eyes still closed, she brought her hands to her breasts, then started to caress them. She loved her tits touched by anyone; men, herself, even by a woman once a few years earlier, not too long out of college. Her nipples were usually quite sensitive. Before today she would have sworn her nipples were the most sensitive part on her body, but that was before Oscar proved otherwise with his tongue inside her asshole.
Denise lay still, her eyes closed. Just as she was about to wonder what Oscar had in mind for Round Two, she felt something soft and smooth brushing against her cheek. She opened her eyes to see his beautiful cock hovering above her face.
Oscar rubbed the tip of his dick over her mouth. Denise opened wide to accept it.
She stretched her mouth around Oscar’s soft, spongy cock head, then took it in, swirling her tongue around his mushroom tip, and got a groaning approval in response.
Denise had been told by several men, and one woman, that she had the most talented tongue in the world. Now it was time for Oscar to see for himself.
Denise started sucking, gently at first, as Oscar thrust his hips forward, easing the length of his cock into her mouth. Inch by inch she took him in until she could feel his balls against her nose.
Denise had never given head upside-down, but was already loving the new experience. Oscar reached out, then grabbed her tits as he started moving his cock in and out of her mouth.
Denise swooned at the firm grip of his hands on her flesh, lighting her pussy on fire. She slurped and sucked on his shaft, harder with each pinch and tease of her bullet hard nipples. Her hands roamed up and along his muscular thighs, then wrapped around his body to grab at his ass.
Dammit, he is hot!
Denise took a second to regret the sad truth that the second they were done fucking would probably be one of the last few they ever shared until next year.
Her hands moved down her flat stomach to her dripping pussy. She spread her lips and teased her fingers between them as she moaned on Oscar’s cock, rubbing her clit in circles, matching the tease of Oscar at her nipples.
Denise was dying in ecstasy on Oscar’s cherrywood desk.
Oscar was breathing even heavier as his cock slid freely in and out of her warm mouth. He fucked her throat with his long shaft faster. Denise wanted to drive him crazier than he had driven her. She knew how much men liked to watch a woman play with herself and she wasn’t about to disappoint him.
Denise moved a hand from her juicy slit, then wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base of Oscar’s shaft, stro
king him wildly in time to her fingers plunging in and out of her sopping pussy.
She couldn’t wait to feel Oscar’s cock fill her cunt, as he fucked her face faster and she sucked like she was trying to pull a golfball through a vacuum hose. Oscar’s balls slapped against her face as she took him deeper into her mouth.
The throb of his cock said he was about to cum. She wanted to feel his thick jizz spray down her throat but he had other plans.
Oscar pulled his fat cock from her mouth and was on the other side of the desk in a flash. He pulled her to her feet then spun her around, facing the desk.
He bent her over and spread her ass. Denise giggled in delight as the head of his dick slid up and down, deep through her slippery lips.
Once Oscar got the head of his cock nice and slick from her pussy juice, she felt him press it against her tight, virgin asshole. For a moment she was frozen in fear. Just as Denise was about to protest, the head of his cock popped past her tiny hole, paralyzing her in painful delight.
She screeched at the sudden intrusion in her virgin orifice; searing pain blending with intense pleasure as each inch of Oscar’s shaft eased deeper into her asshole.
Denise reached her arms back and spread her ass cheeks with her hands. She hadn’t realized until that moment what Oscar had done – turning the tables and becoming the aggressor.
He had already shocked her, blown her away with the intensity of his feast between her legs. Then, before she could fully recover, he made her suck his cock in a vulnerable position.
Now she was in a state of utter submission.
Denise started to feel ashamed of herself, almost violated, as Oscar pounded his cock in and out of her tight little asshole. His hips smacked against her ass with shockingly powerful thrusts. She was caught off guard, gasping for air. But all she could do was endure, gripping the desk tight, as she lulled her head to the side and closed her eyes.
Oscar fucked her like a man possessed. Pain gave way to pleasure. Denise moistened her lips between silent moans. A few minutes earlier she wouldn’t have believed anything could feel better than Oscar licking her ass, but a nice thick cock buried to the hilt blew it away to distant memory.
Her soft, round ass rippled with every ram of his hips against it. It felt like she was being split in two, which felt twice as good as she could have ever imagined.
Oscar’s thrusts gained even more speed, growing sharper and signaling his building climax. Oscar grabbed her long hair and pulled, as Denise arched her back and pushed her ass harder against him.
He rode her like a horse, pulling on her hair to make her buck her hips harder, then slacking his grip to let her relax. It was humiliating, but being treated like an animal only fueled Denise’s desire.
Oscar started to grunt and she spread her ass cheeks as far as she could. The inferno inside was burning hot and the room was buzzing around her. Oscar groaned, loudly, then pulled his cock from inside her, grabbing his massive shaft and jerking it several times.
Denise obediently kept her ass spread, her asshole gaping wide from abuse.
Oscar jerked his cock a few times, then erupted, cum spraying everywhere in massively thick white streams, plastering her open ass and cheeks with a series of splatters.
Denise flinched as each stream painted her flesh. It seemed like Oscar came forever, and when he was finally finished, Denise was a creamy mess.
Her pussy burned and her juice glistened down the length of her thighs.
Oscar’s cum coated her ass and leaked down and over her still flaring slit.
Denise lay still for several minutes, as Oscar got dressed. She silently thanked whoever needed thanking that she finally found a way to take the sting out of paying her taxes.
“You know,” he said, “you don’t have to wait until taxes are due to pay them. We can easily set you up on a monthly schedule.”
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LEXI MAXWELL’S RANDOM ENCOUNTERS
CUMPILATION 1 (BOOKS 1-4)
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RANDOM ENCOUNTERS 1: COFFEE SHOP SLUT
Nolan has been so busy he even brought his work with him for his morning coffee shop visit. So busy that he hasn’t even had time to jerk off. He needs to fuck, and soon. That’s when he spots the cute girl with the pixie haircut and braless tits pressing through her tee shirt, sipping a coffee like she’s tasting his cock, while she reads erotica on her Kindle.
He decides to introduce himself and make a bold proposal: She meet him in the bathroom in 30 seconds so he can fuck her hard and loud.
30 seconds later, the fun begins!
Random Encounters contains two short tales told from the perspectives of both Nolan, and the coffee shop slut, Christina.
Word count of these stories: 3,509 words
Nolan
Nolan stared at the screen of his MacBook Air, cursing Keynote for ruining his day. It was the end of the quarter, which meant 18 hour days doing everything he could to get the digits to dance. If they didn’t, shit rolled downhill.
It would’ve been nice if Nolan could get a break from the numbers, hit the coffee shop for a half hour without having to check the spreadsheets. But a half hour skipped in the afternoon last week had meant two hours in the evening, so staring at the spreadsheet was exactly what he had to do, coffee shop break or not.
It was hard enough to make sense of the columns without the constant clatter coming from the Hill of Beans’ miniature kitchen, where they made yummy sandwiches next to their specialty coffees. But the racket from the back of the coffee shop made it near impossible. He closed the lid of his laptop and sighed.
Nolan had three more days, then the numbers would be final, with all their decimals in place, and he could finally get to the business of getting his dick wet.
It had been way too long since he’d been able to fuck something sloppy. The hours had been such bullshit, Nolan hadn’t even had a chance to beat off.
He got up to get another cup of coffee, or an Apple Chaider, the horrible sounding, yet delicious, drink made with apple cider, chai tea, and milk. He was two steps to the counter when he saw the girl of his dreams, or at least the wet ones he’d have later that night, sitting in a booth with her face pressed into a Kindle.
He pretended not to notice as he stepped up to the counter, tilting his body so he could stare from the corner of his eye, but he wished his cock was the Kindle, the way she held it so close to her face.
Nolan was feeling more aggressive than usual. He was a good looking guy, used to getting licked like a lollipop and swallowed like soup, whenever he wasn’t working moon to moon. The last thing he wanted was a hard-on in public, but this girl was smoking hot.
She looked like she was in her early 20’s, with a pixie cut and a round face. The kind of hips that are fun to grab, curving into an ass, hanging from the side of her armchair. Her nipples were bullets crashing into the thin wall of cotton from her scoop neck tee. Nolan would’ve pictured cumming all over them no matter what they looked like, but they were a healthy 36 C, his favorite size, by far.
The girl was taking dainty sips from her cup. Either the coffee was hot, or she just liked to have
stuff near her mouth. The way she was chewing on her lip made him figure it was the second one. He wrapped his jacket around him to cover his fatty, and stepped up to the counter.
He paid for his apple chaider then turned back to the girl while he waited for his drink to be made. The hot girl got way hotter, slipping her hand between her legs, and rubbing herself gently. Nolan would have assumed he imagined it, but he was just close enough to hear her sigh. He ignored the chaider and stepped up to the girl.
“Hi,” he said.
She said nothing. Her hand twitched and Nolan thought she might go back between her legs. And as much as he’d love to watch, he didn’t want to get caught staring.
“Hi,” he said a second time, louder.
She looked up, startled.
“You must be reading something awfully good,” he said, catching her eyes. “It has your undivided.” He added. “I love reading on my Kindle, too. Mind if I ask what you’re reading?”
The girl went bright red, and her eyes danced all over his body. She smiled, then shifted forward in her seat and said, “Ummmm.....it’s a, umm, it’s a romance book. Free download on Amazon. I don’t usually read this stuff.” She went even redder than before. Nolan wondered if her pussy was as hot as her face.
“Must be a helluva ride to make you blush like that,” he said.
Nolan needed to get back to the office, and had never been so forward in his life. Usually girls came onto him, and he liked it that way. But he was hard as a rock in the middle of a coffee shop. If he didn’t fuck this girl in the bathroom, he’d probably end up jacking off in there instead.
She giggled. “I guess.”
“Read me something,” he whispered, lowering himself to a squat.
Her bottom lip barely quivered, but it was enough for Nolan to see it. He held her eyes as her breath went shallow. Her arm dropped the Kindle to her waist, as her perfect tits rose and fell with every breath.
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