I continue to jerk him off with my feet while strangely getting aroused. Maybe it's just looking at his giant cock, or maybe seeing my thin, white, small, manicured feet on his huge member.
He continues to breathe heavily groaning, “I want you so bad baby”
He walks on all fours over me in bed, kissing my lips, collarbone, cleavage, unzipping my dress in a jiffy. He pauses, admiring my naked body and resumes kissing my navel entering the delicate zone, nuzzling against my thighs, smelling my wetness.
He rubs the tip of his dick at my opening, teasing me as I arch my back in misery and before I knew it, he entered me with all his might. He was so strong as he controlled my body rhythm instantly fucking me like an animal.
“Damn, you’re huge!” I scream, not expecting it, and start pushing my pelvis lustfully towards him. Drunk. Horny. Wanting. “Hmmm talk dirty to me baby” I moan against his chest.
“Hmm Fuck, you're so sexy” he whispers in my ears.
“Hmmm, more baby” I plead as his dick moves in and out swiftly, like a well-oiled machine.
“You turn me on so much” he groans, sucking on my right tit.
“I'm horny, Zac! You make me so horny...You are so fucking good” I cry out loud, not able to believe the words that were coming right out of my mouth.
“You like that naughty girl, don’t you?” He teases moving to suck on my left breast.
“Yeah, I do” I moan in ecstasy, lost in translation
“Say it louder…” He commands, pulling it out, teasing me bit by bit.
“Hmmm, I love your thick penis...I love it...Please give it to me honey” I purr like a pussycat.
He props his arms over me, looking deeply into my eyes. I stimulate my clit holding his gaze, staring as his beautiful cock penetrates me in and out. Slowly I feel an infinite pleasure build within me, I feel the orgasm coming as I look into his eyes, my moans turn into loud screams of pleasure, shuddering against his toned chest. He caresses me kissing my shoulders, forehead and arms. I move my mouth towards his member and try to suck him so he could reach his orgasm as well. He strokes my head, gesturing towards my feet...I laugh at his strange request and go for it.
I turn my pussy towards him as my feet slowly climb his legs, thighs and rest on his cock. My toes play with his balls tugging at them before moving his thick dick. I grasp the rod between my great toe and the second toe moving up and down while he caresses my pussy, strokes my legs, literally begging me not to stop...that I was sooo very good, the best of all. His breath becomes heavy, laboured, as he gasps like a beast and cums on my legs drenching it with his thick secretions.
After hearing him enjoy himself like that, I wait for him to calm down. Leaning in, I kiss him saying, “You surprised me.”
“You always underestimated me…” He says, smiling, tucking my fringes neatly behind my ear again to see my face.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms, calm and relaxed after the exhaustive lovemaking session which lasted for over six hours.
The next morning I woke up with a headache and a bad hangover. Naked, on top of my new colleague's bed. Fuck. Regret starts to seep in.. how could I have been so stupid? I turn sideways to look at the person beside me and? Fuck!! Zac! Holy shit. How could I betray Amy like that? Our lifelong friendship! She's going to hate me for this! The regrets are all starting to crowd into my head. I'm devastated. I have to leave. Thankfully Zac, that good looking, seductive asshole, is still asleep. How can I possibly victimise myself when I was equally at fault? I feel guilty, filled with remorse for last night’s actions, but I have to stifle it. I have to leave!!
I quietly sneak out of the house and walk down the street to sort myself out. I try to call Jenny to enquire about the crew’s plans for the day but she doesn't answer. She probably hates me for ignoring her after I bumped into Zac last night! I'm in an emotional state of fear. I think Amy will probably hate me if she ever comes to know. She mustn't find out!
I check my inbox and see that my boss, Shirley Anderson has sent a few emails as well as pings on messenger. I looked at my phone, 6 missed calls!? 3 from Ron. Also, Shirley had called me at 9 am this morning and I missed the call! Shit!!! I hope I don’t get fired on my second day itself!. I cross my chest praying and call Shirley back, she picks my calls, replies harshly, “you’re late and have completely wasted my time today. The event review is over. At least report tomorrow for work at 9 am.” and cut my call. Great!
1 message received, it was Jenny texting 'I'm busy. I'll call you back.” All this coldness from everyone was upsetting! I grew worried, felt alone and abandoned. Had I made the right choice to move to LA? I began questioning my decisions. My phone starts ringing again, It’s Ron!
I go into a café and drink hot tea to calm down. I think about Amy and what I've done and how I've let myself get sidetracked by alcohol and Zac... Him and his weird way of doing things. I don't think he meant a word of what he confessed last night. He probably rolled out the same dialogue to multiple girls every night...
I need somewhere quiet to find Peace of Mind, so I walk through the city finding a green area, where I get in and I lie down on the stage and look up at the sky. The sun is setting and I remember the first time I met Zac with Amy. Suddenly, I realize I must not think about him. It’s just that Amy said he’s not as good as he seems and I viewed him through her lenses but last night he was so sensitive and nice. Aghhh(shaking my head) I must think about something else.
My phone starts ringing again...It’s Ron, he has been calling me non-stop since last night when I caught him red-handed. I just want a friendly voice to talk with so I decide to pick up.
“Hey…” I answered the call, ready to talk and forgive him.
“How are you, Haley?”
“What do you want? Tell me…” I asked, not wanting to let him off the hook so easily.
“Sorry... I didn’t want to bother…” he whined like a little puppy
“Ron! I need an explanation!” I demanded in a stern voice.
“You moved away from me, I was feeling hurt and vulnerable” he replied in a sad tone.
“So you cheat on me instead of having a conversation!!?” I questioned him when my own morality had faltered but that was probably an after effect of Ron’s actions.
“I am sorry Haley, I promise to always be faithful and never subject you to this sort of situation again” he profusely apologises, melting my heart instantly.
“I guess we all make mistakes, I’ve missed you, Ron!” I whisper sadly wishing he was beside me to console me.
“I’ve missed you more, Listen, Baby, I have to go now. I am going to call you up later to spice up our long-distance relationship, okay!?” he asks.
“Ahmmm” I reply feebly smiling.
“Love you, bye” he hangs up with a reassurance that everything was going to be alright
Though he was at fault, probably spending the night with a girl, Ron was my horizon. Our relationship means the world and now that everything that happened in the past was behind us, we can fix this together.
Maybe I deserve this? I don't know anymore. Was this a consequence of my moving to LA? I am really confused. Anyway, I got up from the park. I go home, cook myself pasta, and try to sleep, shutting away the noise of the world, the fatigue, the bad people. The last thought I have before falling asleep was the little chat before that awesome sex marathon I had with Zac. Perhaps the only nice person in LA I've spoken to in recent days.
The next morning I woke up very early and rushed to work. Miss Anderson had practically no memory of yesterday. She quietly fills me with new errands to run minding her own business. She seemed distracted. That's good for me. Jenny comes over to chat with me and apologizes for the day before, “I had too much to do”Giving her a warm hug I replied, “But no need to apologize. It was a super cool party.” We talk for a few more minutes and depart.That's great. Today, everything's going to be alright. All that's left is to sort out my relationship with Ron. But I'll give it time. He has been making an effort, calling me every day, asking how my day was and so on.The days go by and I continue to throw myself into work and forge close relationships with the crew. We have a couple of dinners, go to
“Because I have always been fond of you for a very very long time!” He says, slamming his hands on the kitchen table with a virile, shocking force. Surprisingly that noise along with his confession gets me all wet. I feel like I want to be spanked, by those large hands.Provoked Zac looks at me, confronting, “We didn't talk about that night…”My nerves tingle at the thought of that sultry night. Bunching my eyebrows I probe, “About which night?” What is there to talk about?”Irate and impatient, he exclaims, “What we did Haley…”I was not sure I wanted to be vulnerable in front of him so I counter questioned him asking, “What did we do?”
My moans grow louder, exploding into a scream of pure contentment, satisfaction, endless enjoyment as I had never experienced before. What a fuck, what a fuck yessss!!He holds me close as I cum, embracing me. Nobody had ever looked at me before the way he did now, as though he really wanted me to be with him. His arms felt safe, like home. It’s like that feeling of being really wanted and loved for the very first time. He holds me close and kisses me, but I don't give him a second.Winking at him I snicker, “Guess what, it’s payback time!” I turn around and bend over kissing his thighs, grazing the inner area. “Ohh baby” he moans, holding me by the head. I moisten him well, licking his balls, the tip of his penis, suckling, bathing him in saliva as he lies down on the couch. I take my black heels and place them in his hands.
I used to work hard when I was younger. Now I am in my late 40s, a bit mature but still, a cool, rich, handsome man as the ladies say. Nowadays I work in the UK, as an Acquisition Manager, but I had to do a quite hard career in the past. I started accounting in the Netherlands and I came here, travelling from Dubai, to Singapore, to Chicago, too, and so on.My lovely wife has spent our married life the easy way, choosing to be a homemaker, here in the UK. She is still beautiful, always well-dressed, always perfect. I call her my blonde, blue-eyed Barbie. Thanks to my money, she buys herself all the jewels, bags, dresses, shoes, she wants. While I am away, she might have had her share of affairs as well because her phone is constantly ringing. I once accidentally found her sexting not one but three men through Tinder!! Wives…After a p
As I feel her ambered skin under my hand I want to take her then and there. Her cheeks become red, she smiles shyly, flinching and clears her throat after I apologize, saying “no problem, That’s ok”. Her voice was profound although a bit hoarse with desire. I badly wanted to hear her screaming in bed as I pounded her but perhaps I must stop fantasizing and have control over myself. I was her boss after all and wouldn’t want her to view me as some kind of pervert.When we arrived at the Viceroy hotel in downtown Chicago, I could see Greg flirting with her saying how thrilled he was because their rooms are close together, maybe in the evening he could drop by to have a chat. She smiles politely in return saying nothing. That's how she was..kind... Did she smile out of politeness when I touched her?? My ego was crushed and confused. We each go to our rooms to rest before the evening ba
Today we have an important presentation with our numero uno clients. I am sure all the guys must have woken up hungover. I hoped they had drunk enough water the night before so as not to get a headache. But I honestly don’t care about them as long as they perform and don’t mess up the presentation. My mind wanders to Ellie, I hope she is alright, should I drop by her room and check on her?As soon as I leave my room, I find a basket of flowers with "SORRY'' written on it, signed by Ellie. I'm sure she must have realised what happened last night. I meet her in the lounge and see that she is mortified to see me. I approach her and enquire to see if she’s feeling better and put her mind at ease explaining that she had nothing to worry about. It was a fun night. Besides those flowers were lovely and her apology had been accepted.But
I arrive early the next morning in the office to see Greg, Richard and Luke chatting over coffee. We exchange pleasantries and discuss some business details. I have a series of important meetings today and can’t afford to be distracted. Aas I'm preparing in my private office for the talk I'll have in two hours, Ellie walks past me in a dizzyingly short black skirt. She has to be punished for solely wearing them. If she bends even the slightest without arching her back everyone shall be able to see everything. Thank God she has chosen to wear a full-sleeved buttoned-up baby pink shirt and black stilettos.My cock starts to grow slowly from within my pants again. But I don't have time to satisfy its thirst now, so I have to focus on this meeting. With iron resolve, I start rehearsing the talk when she walks into my office to make sure that everything is in order. She looks me straig
She takes my hand and starts kissing my fingers, one by one. Slowly, she takes my middle finger and sucks it completely holding my gaze. I tell her to stop, grab her by the arms, she throws her head back, soft at my touch and I plant a kiss on her neck sighing, inhaling her perfume. At that moment we hear voices in the room next door. Incidentally, the damn Director was still having a business meeting with four other subordinates. I signal her to be quiet. We have to hide. They will fire us instantly if they catch us being promiscuous in the workplace. It was well known that the Director has been cheated on by his wife precisely because of a workplace snag, which is why he fires anyone caught flirting at work.We have to stay hidden in the printer room and hope not to be seen. We lock ourselves in a little corner behind the copy machine. Ellie is in front of me now, she boldly turns aro