LOGINCAUTION: This contains Erotica Content. 18+, BDSM, KINKS, Reverse Harem, Threesome, Hardcore. My eyes trailed down their long smooth legs in front of me, and I can imagine how they’d be trembling after I'm done fucking the hell out of them. “So…what decisions have you both made?” I coldly asked, indifferently crossing my legs to cover my monster which had been throbbing with desire. My two sexy secretaries looked at each other, but said nothing. I chuckled, then stood up, walking towards them at a gentle pace, “You both don't want to lose your jobs, right?” I stopped in front of Amela, my blonde beauty. I tipped her chin up and my finger trailed down to her neck and then lower until I got to that spot I have been thinking about—Her pointy full boobs. “You both should make your decision. Lose your jobs, or… Give your bodies to me for a month.” *** This is an unapologetically steamy erotica collection with different erotica stories that would surely leave you breathless, aching, secretly dripping, and coming for more Don’t say I didn’t warn you… Get ready to drip. And oh, don’t forget your popcorn.
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I swirled my tongue on Amela's nipple while fumbling Valerie's, their moans and how their perfectly rounded butts rub against my cock, wetness running down their long legs from my touches….
Ring Ring!
The sudden ringing of the office phone pulled me out of my fantasies and I looked down to see my throbbing hard cock, bulging in my pants.
I sighed in frustration before picking up the call, after a few absent minded replies, the call ended and I was once again pulled into my never-ending fantasies.
Having two ladies at the same time, taking them over and over again until they beg me to stop, has always been one of my many fantasies but years of being swamped with company work had made me forget about it until a few months ago, when the urge was once again reignited.
From the first time I laid my eyes on Amela and Valerie, I have been fighting demons and my self-control has become a joke.
Every damn day, they show up in skirts that could not legally be considered professional clothing, shirts that clung to their curves and heels that clicked on the tiled floor with every step they take.
Two best friends, always together laughing and giggling, I have always imagined how pleasant it would be to hear them moan and beg for more.
I took a deep breath of frustration and looked at my rock-hard cock again. There is no day I don't leave work with a hard on.
I pulled out a pack of cigarettes from my drawer and stepped out of my office to have a smoke as it usually calms the raging storm inside of me.
“Do you think he even smiles?”
That was Valerie’s voice, smooth and always laced with attitude. I paused to listen.
“Girl, I don’t think his facial muscles work. He is definitely allergic to happiness.” Amela snorted and they giggled.
I raised a brow and continued listening.
“Seriously though, he is hot and all, but he is too strict and arrogant. I heard he used to be a playboy back in the day.” Amela continued.
“Keyword: used to, now he is just arrogant. Like, does he even talk to women outside of business?” Valerie said with a mocking tone.
“I bet his stuff doesn't work, because no normal man would….”
I didn't let her finish before walking forward, they both jumped in shock and their eyes widened when they saw me.
I felt a rush of excitement as I had finally found the perfect thing to use against them and make them willingly comply.
“Sir… Sir…” they both stuttered at the same time, their eyes were fixed on the floor and they were too scared to look at my face.
“My office now!” I said with a stern tone before walking back to my office.
I felt a rush of anticipation as I could hear the clinking of their heels behind me.
“Close the door properly” I instructed and Amela quickly ensured it was closed.
The way they were trembling slightly, twisting their fingers in anxiety and looking scared, made my heart race and my cock twitched.
A dangerous thought slid into my mind and my heart raced as I was certain it could work if I played it right…
This could be the moment I had been fantasising about for months. My lips almost curved into a grin but I held it back.
“S-Sir… we were just.. ”
“Gossiping about me,” I interrupted her coldly and their eyes widened like their souls left their bodies.
Seeing them so scared, made me more excited as it is easier for scared people to do as they are told.
I crossed my arms and leaned against the desk casually, letting the silence stretch, and watching them sweat more, as their tight white shirts were now soaked in sweat, making it a more appealing sight to behold.
“Since you clearly have time to talk about my personal life during work hours,I assume you're both prepared for the consequences,” I said and slowly walked towards them.
“Sir please, we didn’t mean.. ” Valerie said quickly, her voice trembling but still carrying that edge she always had.
“You didn’t mean for me to hear? Or you didn’t mean what you said?” I interrupted her with a frown and they trembled anxiously.
“You know, most CEOs… Have people been fired for far less” I said while staring at their faces, so I could see every single one of their emotions.
“Sir please we really need this job.. We promise to never….”
“Both of you.. Come here” I said coldly without waiting for her to complete her little promise.
I walked back to my desk and sat on it, then I glared at them when I noticed they were still standing in the same spot.
“Didn't you hear me?” I questioned with a raised brow and they quickly came closer and stood in front of me with their trembling figures.
“Sir, we.. are very sorry” Valerie apologised with a trembling voice which made me even more excited.
The long legs I have been fantasising about were now right in front of me, trembling and calling me to caress them.
“You were questioning my manliness.. So it wouldn't be wrong for me to show you” I said while gently running my fingers up their long legs.
They pressed their thighs together when I ran my hand over the hem of their short skirts. I noticed they didn't resist and their eyes trembled with visible desire.
Finally, I had them exactly where I wanted. I felt a rush of satisfaction when I noticed the way they were staring at my fingers as I ran them over their thighs.
“These skirts..” I said as I slowly slipped my hands into them, their panties were already soaked, showing just how much they desire me as well.
I smiled and slowly moved my fingers over their wet pussy through their panties.
“Uhhh” Velerie gasped while Amela opened her mouth slightly with her head tilted backwards.
I grinned and suddenly pulled out my hands, they both stared at me with wide lustful eyes but I put on a cold expression.
“Step back” I commanded and they were still staring confusedly at me like their brains couldn't process what I just said.
“What you did is not acceptable and I will have to fire you to set an example for others in the company” I said with a cold tone and their eyes widened in panic.
“Sir please, we really need this job,” Amela begged and there was a hint of desperation in her voice.
“I know, which is why it’s interesting you were so comfortable risking it,” I replied to her coldly.
“Sir, we’re sorry, we’ll never do it again.” Valerie also begged and took a step forward.
Her scent filled my senses and my cock tightened like it was going to burst through my pants.
Their voices, their shaking hands, the way their thighs pressed together nervously, were making me lose my mind.
“Alright, I will forgive you..” I paused to observe their expressions.
They breathed sighs of relief and smiled at each other.
“But, you will have to agree to my condition” I continued and their smiles immediately turned to frowns.
“But you just said…”
“You didn’t let me finish” Valerie wanted to say something but I interrupted her.
Their expression was now a mix of emotions, anger, frustration, desire and fear.
I put my hand in my pocket nonchalantly but what they couldn't see were the slow and gentle strokes I was giving my aching cock.
“What's the condition?” Amela asked after exchanging a glance with Val
erie.
“You'll give your bodies to me for one month,” I said and their eyes widened like they couldn't process what I said.
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