Her white heals dug into the black leather couch cushions as she brought her slender legs to her chest. Her dress rose to reveal her modest blue thong hiding her pussy.

She looked up at him, hoping that he takes her request to heart. “Please, don’t fuck me. I just got married. I want to stay true, at least for a little while.”

He towered over her. His lean body pressing against his white dress shirt. He pet her blonde hair as his eyes stared her tiny body up and down. “Do as you’re told and I won’t fuck any of your holes, whore.” He explained. “Now, pull that dress down and play with your tits.”

Her face turned as red as her dress. Slowly, she tugged at her dress to reveal her perky medium sized breasts. Her skin was pale and her areoles were a bright pink. She massaged them, rubbing her tits with her small soft hands. Slowly, they became erect adding to her embarrassment.

“That’s a good girl,” he told her snapping her out of wondered. His lips came to her soft skin, kissing her neck. He pulled her hands away to reveal her perfect tits. His wet tongue met her right nipple, flicking it over and over, sending more blood to the sensitive area. Then he did the same to the left nipple, over and over until he finally heard a moan release from her mouth.

Her hand quickly covered her lips, upset with her body’s natural reaction to the intimate kisses. He pulled away from her breasts smiling. He got what he wanted. She couldn’t withstand the pleasure he delivered.

“Take that thong off and make yourself cum.” Her eyes pleaded with him to reconsider. He took a step closer, intimidating her. “As I said before, do as you’re told and I won’t fuck you. Don’t make me remind you again, or you will be punished.”

She shook her head in the affirmative and put her knees together as her hand slid her thong off her long slender legs. Slowly she spread them to reveal her pretty pink pussy. He could tell it was already swollen with anticipation from her tits being sucked. She was probably very wet.

“Now cum for me, slut.” She licked two fingers and began to massage her little clit. “And I’ll know if you’re faking. Then you’ll be in real trouble.”

She bit her lip as her fingers pleasured her pussy. Her eyes closed and her other hand gripped her breast. Soon her pussy was dripping. She slid her two fingers easily inside herself, moaning as she did so. Then moved her fingers back to her clit. Her mind thought elsewhere as she began to get into her masturbation session.

“That’s a good girl. Enjoy your body” he narrated and it shot her back to reality. She opened her eyes to see a throbbing cock gripped in his hand only feet away from her. She stared at it. She had seen it before but was all the time surprised at its size and girth. Veiny and strong, her mouth watered thinking about tasting it.

She shook that wondered away quickly. Going back to pleasing her body. Building an orgasm so this could all be over. But before she could he picked up her thong. After sniffing it briefly he said “stuff this into your pussy.” He held it inches from her face. Knowing she had to obey she grabbed them. Slowly she began the unique task of stuffing her tight wet pussy with her silky blue thong. He stroked his cock hard as the thong disappeared inside of her. And she would never admit, but it felt good and really naughty and got her extra wet.

Once she was done, she starting playing with her clit again. Over and over she massaged it with her wet fingers. She found herself staring at the big cock in front of her but was so worked up, she didn’t snap herself out if it. Slowly her orgasm built. Her juices began running down her ass and soaking into the soft couch cushions. She was getting very close and being to moan in rhythm.

“Pull that thong out” he interrupted. She was almost annoyed. He ruined her orgasm. She had been so close. She looked up at his smile and realized he had done it on purpose. She obeyed and slowly pulled the now soaking thong from her pussy. “Now stuff it in your asshole” he commanded, still griping his hard cock that stuck out of his expensive dress pants.

“Please, I’ll do so many other things. Don’t make me do that,” she pleaded.

“Because I’m so kind, I’ll give you a choice. My cock in your ass, or your thong.”

She exhaled and brought her thong to her asshole, defeated. He watched intently as she slowly fingered her asshole to push the wet thong inside. After a minute most of it had disappeared into her ass. Once again, she’d never admit it but it felt good to have her ass stuffed with her underwear and oh so naughty.

She resumed playing with her pussy, getting back into a rhythm. Massaging her sensitive clit, then fingering her tight pussy. All while her ass felt full, filled by her underwear. “Good girl,” he would tell her every few minutes as he stroked his cock. He took his shirt off to reveal his firm body and toned muscles. She didn’t care and wondered about him as she fucked herself. In the back of her head she felt guilty but she just wanted to orgasm and be done.

She started to moan frantically. Her hips thrust against her fingers. She was so close.

“Stop” he commanded and grabbed both her hands.

“No!” she whined disappointed and almost involuntarily.

He let go of her and reached down to slowly pull her thong from her ass. “I’ll take these.” He placed them on his cock and began jerking it with them. “Now you man cum for me. I won’t stop you this time.” He told her with a smile.

She was so worked up and had been so close before, all she wanted was to cum. She didn’t care about her husband anymore or that her boss was standing in front of her while jerking his big cock with her panties. All she wanted was her orgasm.

Her pussy was so sensitive and ached for a release. It wouldn’t be long as she thrust a finger into your dripping pussy before removing it to play with get clit. Her other hand groped her small perky breasts and pinched her pink erect nipples.

Her eyes found his cock. Slowly disappearing behind her panties only to be revealed again shortly afterwards. She imagined him and his cock pounding her. Filling her up. Dominating her body as it had for so many years before she had met her husband. She was instantly even more wet and right on the edge.

Her breathing became faster. Her back arched and her hips started to thrust forward. This was it. She was finally gonna have the orgasm she had been denied for the past 30 minutes.

He stroked his cock faster. His eyes darted across her body. Enjoying her long slender legs bent and spread to reveal her small hands and fingers working her glistening pussy. Her small perky tits were erect. Her chest was red, and her face was flush, ready to cum. Her eyes stared at his cock, obviously imagining how it would feel. Her blond hair, shiny with sweat, flowed a few inches past her shoulders.

The couch cushions beneath her were soaked. She was ready and needed to cum.

“Make sure you ask for permission,” he reminded.

She looked up at him with her pretty blue eyes, “Please may I cum sir?”

He jerked his cock with her soft panties even faster. “Not yet… you’ll have to beg better than that.”

She was so frustrated with his games. Her fingers furiously flicked her clit. “Please sir. I need to cum so badly. Please let me.”

He took a step closer to her, so he was leaning right over her. She continued to look up at him. “Are you my little slut?”

“Yes sir. I’m your obedient little slut. I’ll do whatever you want. I am your little sex slave. Please, may I cum now?” she pleaded with her eyes. Her mouth was open and her breathing wad heavy. He was very close as well.

He gripped her throat and looked her straight in the eyes . “Yes whore, you may cum now.” Then pressed his lips to hers.

She instantly orgasmed, moaning deep into his mouth as her body shook from wave after wave of ecstasy. Her juices flowed from her pussy and down her thighs and ass. She pinched her tit so hard and flicked her clit quickly while her back arched and her hips thrust over and over to get the most efficient pleasure from every motion. She struggled to breath from his hand around her throat but that just made the orgasm last even longer.

His cock grew extra hard in his hand as he came. Shot after shot was caught in her soft thong. He covered it with his warm cum. Stroking his cock slowly to get every ounce of semen.

They kissed passionately. His tongue explored her mouth as she moaned from cumming. After a long while, she collapsed on the couch, panting heavily. Her head blissfully foggy.

He looked down at her. Her once pale skin was now very flush. She slowly massaged her tits, letting the last feelings of orgasm slowly flutter away.

“That was a good girl,” he said with his cock and her cum covered panties in his hand.

Suddenly, she snapped herself out of her trance. “May I go now?” she asked as she pulled her dress up to cover her tits.

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet,” he replied. With that he shoved her cum soaked panties, that had been in her pussy and ass, into her mouth and covered it. “Same as before, my cock or these panties.” When he pulled his hand away, she didn’t spit them out. She just looked up at him with pleading eyes.

He only smiled at her. “Good girl.”

He knelt in front of her spread legs and buried his chiseled face into her wet, sensitive pussy. She involuntarily let out a moan that was muffled by the soggy panties in her mouth. Her hands gripped the cushions beneath her as his tongue found her clit.

In that moment she realized this meeting with her boss was gonna last a lot longer than she had anticipated.

NSFW: yes