Novel & Cerita Secretary Erotica

he winked at me “She’s just my secretary” my jaw clench in anger but I remain calm “so please stop you assumptions and let’s get into the meeting proper” “I know it’s difficult to admit it in front of the young beauty here” he placed his hand on his secretary’s bare thigh and I watched her tense up, but she forced a smile none the less “you don’t have to worry about Elda, she’s very much a slut, just like your secretary” My blood boiled and I was almost at my breaking point

I placed my ears in the door for more clearance but couldn't quite get what it was. I opened the knob and saw her big boobs bounce up and down as he slowly thrust her wet pussy. If this was uploaded on pornhub, it probably would have been titled "Man fucks the nerdy secretary." He looked into her eyes as he held both her legs on his shoulders, giving her a missionary of her life on the desk while she moans in pleasure. She licked her index fingers and placed them down her pussy, rubbing them slowly in circles while he pounded on her as she couldn't get enough of him.

I can't stop again since I'm almost at the verge of getting what I came in here for. “That was so sweet pretty flower. I wonder how sweet your pussy would taste.” he licked his upper lips as he pulled out a thick booklet from his large collection of papers arranged on his desk. I scrunched my face in disgust at the mere picturing of him fucking me somewhere. I felt like puking on his face. The door pushed open at the moment and his secretary rushed in looking all scared. I smacked my lips and fixed my gaze back on the paper in my hands as I signed on it. You're too late miss secretary.

I grabbed my cock and started stroking myself, making my breath hitch at the pleasure I was feeling. I pictured the way Tessa would slowly peeled her clothes, revealing her bare flesh, I imagined her soft lips wrapped around my cock sucking it slowly. My hand moved faster, chasing her moans I could almost hear, her voice echoed in my mind like a song. Then she sat on my lap, twerking on my painful erection slowly. "Ugh .fuck... Tessa go faster..." I was almost losing control when the door swung open. WHAT THE FUCK! My Secretary walked in slowly, swaying her hips. The red dress was scandalously short, every step she took was riding high enough to flash the lace of her panties.

When he came neck she was sitting at her table and working. "Aren't you gonna eat?" He asked pointing at the good he was holding. "You are becoming caring these days that I am kinda scared, are you been nice to me for a reason? You never did tell me what you wanted yesterday," She questioned getting up to collect what he was holding and bitting into it almost immediately, she looked adorable but adorable shouldn't be used to describe his secretary, she is sexy, hella hot, and has every component he desired in a woman, the only thing that stops him each time is that he couldn't bear to have anything with her and lose her if things go wrong, mixing business with pleasure always ends on the wro

She imagined him grabbing her, burying his face deep in her soft, jiggling tits, squeezing them hard, pinching her stiff nipples, and sucking them until she was dripping wet and begging for his cock. 'Fuck yes, that's so hot! Pound me already!' The secretary thought, her pussy throbbing with heat. She felt her panties getting soaked just from the dirty fantasy, her thighs rubbing together under the desk as she squirmed like a bitch in heat. "Them?" Lukas chuckled, teasing her shamelessly. He loved how this desperate slut threw herself at him—it was entertaining as hell. "A-Ah, I meant it, Sir... oopsie," the secretary giggled sluttily, not even sorry. She licked her lips slowly, staring at h

Every other person had dispersed back to their posts. “Good morning Sir. I’m Lynnette Parker, your secretary.” I introduced myself, speaking in short sentences. His expression was unclear as he raised his head from his computer screen. His stern eyes locked with mine, but he gave me no acknowledgment or even a smile. Wait. Did he not recognize me? My mind raced with a million ideas, but I managed to narrow it down. “Do you need anything, sir?” "No," he shot back condescendingly, his powerful voice cold and emotionless as he waved me off.

Cara's parents had been calling her phone nonstop. She was not picking up. She had been sitting on the floor of the rented apartment we had shared. The room was dark. She was knotted into a corner. Wave after wave of someone else's pleasure rolled through her body. She didn't know whose; she knew what it was. She had been with enough men to recognize the feeling. Her own body kept answering it. Hazel took me to a hotel banquet hall on a quiet morning. When we walked in, I saw a row of people standing there.

I pressed my clit hard against the firm fabric and rode it frantically, rocking my hips in fast, dirty circles while three fingers stayed buried deep in my pussy. All I could see was him. Sinclair in that bathroom stall, fist pumping his thick white cock. Sinclair watching the live feed — watching me choke on cock, watching me squirt, watching me take load after load like a desperate slut. “Oh God… yes…” I moaned loudly. “Watch me… watch your little sexy secretary get fucked…” The orgasm hit me sharply.

Seemed to be looking for something or maybe someone. Alby's crooked smile appeared. "Oh, I'm sorry. My secretary has a little business, maybe a little late." He said making Zavier nod in understanding. "And this is Adriana Lynn, my secretary." Zavier introduced his secretary who immediately shook Alby's hand formally. Saying his name while giving a small smile before sitting back down. "What about what I told Jean? Have you agreed, sir?" Zavier open the conversation. His gaze was hopeful. Seemed to be looking forward to it.