로그인I stood completely naked in front of him. His eyes scanned my entire body and especially my sex, which was very neatly trimmed with a line of black hair around the slit.
"You look like a dream!" he said. "You are beautiful!" Those words made a shiver of pleasure run through my whole body, feeling my pussy moisten. "How about we increase the order by another 40 color inkjet printers?" I asked him while licking my lips and stroking my breasts, waist, and hips with all the sensuality in the world. "In exchange for what?" he asked, intrigued. "Well, I'll undress you, and I'll let you caress me. Does that seem too expensive?" "I think I'm dreaming. Take note and start now," he said, very excited. I took off his jacket, and his hands gently grabbed my waist—his hands were cold and sweaty. He caressed my hips with his hands, then I loosened his tie, and he caressed my back. I unbuckled his belt and the buttons of his shirt while his hands massaged my breasts as if he were kneading dough. He looked very nervous. I took off his shirt and lowered his pants. I knelt in front of him, and very slowly I pulled down his briefs, revealing a large cock, stiff as a tree, in front of my face. I pushed him toward his armchair, and he sat down. I remained kneeling and began to caress his legs, his thighs, his navel, his chest, his arms, brushing his groins... with every caress, his penis jumped, eager to participate in the game. I could see how he concentrated on my massage and closed his eyes. I continued caressing him. He had a nice body, well-proportioned and cared for; he probably played sports regularly, as he had good muscle tone. On the other hand, he was very well endowed with a penis that was above average. I grabbed his erect cock at the base and with a wicked smile I asked him: "Would you like me to eat your cock?" He smiled at me. "Are you joking? It's what I desire most right now," he replied with a trembling voice. "It will cost you... 25 laptop computers." He didn't even argue about the price or the quantity. I wrote down the order, knelt in front of him again as he remained seated in the armchair. I grabbed his stiff member and gently began to suck his balls. With my tongue, I went up his entire cock, noticing his first drops emerging from the tip. I licked them up, noting their sweet taste. That cock grew as my tongue worked on it. First, I sucked the glans at the base, then I put the tip in my mouth, then I sucked him again along the entire penis and returned to the tip without putting the whole thing in. "Eat it now!" he shouted desperately. I wanted to give him more pleasure, making him desire that moment of putting his entire cock into my mouth. I continued to caress his thighs while my tongue ran along his hard cock. I went back and forth from the tip to the base and vice versa, tracing that penis with the tip of my tongue. He stroked my hair, my eyebrows, my cheeks. He looked very excited. His cock continued to emanate its fluids from the glans, and I tasted them all. It was a rich flavor, between sweet and bitter. I decided not to make him wait much longer and put the entire glans in my mouth. His breathing went from accelerated to almost labored. I tightly pressed my lips, feeling its full girth entering my mouth. I started moving up and down to the middle of the erect phallus, saving the rest for the end. I kept pressing my lips to offer him the greatest possible pleasure. He thanked me over and over again. "It's wonderful, what pleasure you give me!... No one has ever done that to me before.” I continued my work of going in and out up to the middle of his member, but I noticed he was about to ejaculate and decided to go in and out more deeply, as if gaining ground each time. I noticed how this was giving him enormous pleasure. Finally, I put that whole piece of his body in my mouth, feeling the glans on my palate, and that was the moment he couldn't hold back anymore and came forcefully in my mouth. I felt all his semen hit my throat, my teeth, and my tongue. He practically filled my mouth with all his milk. I couldn't swallow it all because some drops spilled onto my chin and neck. I licked my lips in case any residue of that magical fluid remained on them. Then I finished cleaning his entire member with my lips. I stood up and opened my legs, exposing my pussy to him. He stayed observing all my nakedness. I asked him: "Did you like it?" "Did I like it? It was... Memorable!" he said with admiration. I felt flattered. I ran my tongue over my lips again, collecting the last drops, and replied, smiling: "Thank you." He continued to observe me. "Shall we complete the order and I eat that beautiful pussy...?" he said, euphoric, pointing to my aroused sex. "I will note down 10 complete computers with CD-ROM," I commented, taking note of the new order on my pad. I lay down on the desk, putting my pussy on the edge, while opening my legs. He rolled his swivel chair closer and put his face a few centimeters from my wet sex. He spent a good while looking at it, observing every centimeter, exploring every curve, every little hair, sniffing me... Then he placed one of his hands on my mound of Venus, brushing my hair with his thumb. I felt a shiver, and at the same time, my pussy released the juices of pleasure.I won't make any jokes about it as long as you give me your max amount of wood," I said.He rolled his eyes. "Like I haven't heard that one a million times.""Really? You've heard that before?""I... actually, no," he said. "That was a new one. Good job, baby."Heat flushed my face, but whether it was the praise or the fact that Max Wood had pulled out his incredibly max wood, I wasn't sure."Are you okay?" he asked gently as he saw me staring.I nodded, swallowing hard. "Perfect. I'm perfect.""You are perfect," he said, stepping forward and cupping my cheek. "But are you okay?""I'm so okay." I looked up into his eyes. "There's no way any ghosts are gonna be able to hide from that thing."His cheek twitched as he tried not to laugh. "That 'thing'?""Your max wood."He chuckled. "Is it going to be too big for you, baby?""I can take it."He studied my face, still cupping my cheek as his eyes flicked back and forth."Yeah, you can," he said. "Because you're fucking perfect, baby."The
He moved his hand faster, fingering me at a steady but intense pace and making me tremble around his fingers. As he did, I lifted one hand to my breast, playing with my own nipple as he sent spikes of pleasure through my body. "Still no ghosts, Ms. Moran," he murmured a few moments later. "But I have another idea." "Do you?" I gasped, opening my eyes. "Mm-hmm." He took his fingers out of my pussy, then held my gaze as he lifted them to his mouth. "I'm going to try having a conversation with them." "Huh?" He licked my juices off his fingers, then grinned. "We're just going to have a friendly little chat." With that, he dipped his head, and I slammed my hand to my lips as he stuck his tongue out and began licking my pussy. If he was talking to the ghosts in my vagina, I'd have been surprised if they heard anything over the noises I was making. I couldn't help it; Dr. Wood could do things with his mouth that I didn't know were possible. He ran his tongue up and down my pussy, lapp
Before I could think too much about it, his hands were on the hem of my shirt. I arched my back as he slowly lifted it up, helping him guide it past my ribcage and up over the swell of my breasts. He didn't take it fully off, just left it settled against my chest. Thankful I'd chosen to wear my front-clasp bra that day, I waited as he unhooked it before parting the cups and revealing my breasts to him."Wow," he said. "These are... wow.""Thank you. They're just rose gold barbells, but—""Not your piercings," he interrupted, bringing a hand up to my breast. "Though those are great, too. But fuck, Lola. Your tits look delicious.""You can taste them, if you want."He didn't so much as hesitate before dipping his head and sucking one of my nipples into his mouth. I jumped at the sudden contact, a jolt of arousal bursting from the exact point of contact all the way through my body, the sensation heightened by the piece of metal in my nipple. A soft moan slipped from my mouth and Dr. Wood
It was nothing like an actual exam. He touched my thigh with one hand, a light brushing of his fingers against the soft and sensitive skin there. Slowly, he slipped his fingers between my thighs, then moved his hand up and up and up until it was at the fleshy part of my thigh just below my groin."I'm going to need you to show me how these usually spread, Ms. Moran," he said, nudging my legs apart."It's normally kind of like this," I said, then opened them the rest of the way.He inhaled sharply, eyes trained to my pussy. I couldn't blame him. My pussy was great. I'd just gotten it waxed a few days earlier, so I knew it was still soft and smooth. I also knew I was starting to get wet, though I didn't know if I was wet enough that he could see it yet. He probably could see how puffy my pussy lips were, though, and hopefully he could tell how much I wanted him to touch it."Well, nothing seems to be wrong here, Ms. Moran," he said. "Everything looks very... to me."I frowned, suddenly
Right, so it would be perfectly normal for you to treat me so you can figure out why my legs spread after I drink wine." I crossed one ankle over the other, extending my legs slightly and noting with delight that Dr. Wood glanced at them out of the corner of his eye. "I mean, if you really don't want to examine me, then okay.""Lola," he said. "I can't.""You can't? Or you don't want to?" I bit my lip. "You can just say you don't want to, Dr. Wood. I mean, if you were just saying that you thought I was beautiful, I... I get it, I guess."He took a deep breath in through his nose, then let it out slowly from his mouth. "As much as I very much would like to, uh... examine you, it would be incredibly unprofessional for me to do that.""Why?" I asked, blinking at him innocently. "It's just a physical exam, Dr. Wood. And what if it's something serious?""Something serious," he repeated. "You're asking me if wine making you spread your legs is something serious, is that correct?""Well, wha
I don't know why. Maybe it was the earnestness in his eyes, which I was discovering were a light brown colour that had little amber flecks in them. Maybe it was that he was the first person I told any of this to who seemed to believe me.Or maybe... maybe it was just hearing that there was no hope. That after Victor had served me with those papers and I'd spent weeks desperately wondering what I could do to make him take them back, someone just outright said the thing that I'd been dreading.I couldn't fix it.And honestly... there was relief in knowing that. Sure, it could have been how he told me. That he dropped that bombshell and then explained to me why I shouldn't want to fix it in the first place. But of everyone in my life, Dr. Asshole with the stick up his butt was the one who comforted me.Who believed me.Who thought I deserved better.So maybe it was just nice to be treated with a bit of kindness, even when I had makeup streaking down my face and my eyes were puffy and red
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