As we finished our meeting, I flat out asked him to come into my storage room with me. I didn’t say why, and he didn’t ask.
As soon as we got into the room, I closed the door and without saying a word, I took off my blouse and bra and he immediately dove into them, sucking and biting my nipples till they started to hurt. I then kneeled before him, undid his pants and pulled out his rapidly growing cock and began sucking it. I could not help myself and he didn’t seem to mind as he held my head with both hands while to aggressively slid back and forth in my gullet. As he was close to his squirt, he pulled out and shot a stream of cum all over my hot tits. As I scooped it off with my fingers to eat it, he asked me, "What is this all about?" I told him I really didn’t know but I just had to have him.
The thing is, I wasn’t really attracted him as much as I love the idea of being naughty and using my body and looks to bring off a guy.
A week later I asked him to stop by after office hours (not too late as I had to get home so my husband wouldn’t be suspicious). The client did stop by, of course, and within minutes of his arrival I was totally naked in the storage room, bent over a chair with him pounding away in my hot pussy. This guy had stamina for sure and filled me with spunk after about five minutes of probing. I cleaned out my pussy the best I could before I drove home to my husband. That night, I was especially aggressive in bed with my husband, thinking about the load of another man’s cum I had taken earlier that day.
I did the same the next week. I had never liked anal sex. I had been ass fucked by a black adjunct professor while in college and he cared about getting off in my ass than he cared for my needs. His huge cock pummeled my hole mercilessly and actually made it bleed a bit. He filled me with so much seed that it leaked out of me for a few days and my ass was sore for even longer. I swore off it mostly since then. I rejected my husband whenever he tried to get in my hot ass. However, for this client, for this guy, I insisted on it. He licked my ass, fingered it, took my wetness from my soaking pussy and lubed my ass. He was not gentle when he drove into me and that is exactly how I wanted it. My initial howls did not discourage him one bit and soon he was cycling all the way in and out of my hole. I loved it and actually came during my ass brutalization. I never thought that would happen. He again filled me with a load of spunk that I felt dripping out of my asshole as I drove home later.
And so we met about a dozen times, Each time I would let him take me however he wanted …sucking, licking, fucking, and squirting. Then it stopped. Not because he stopped it, because I stopped it. Did I stop fucking people in my storage room? Of course not, but I was tired of him, especially when I met with a biker couple and needed my legal help.
That story will be next if you’d like.
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