Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Mandy moved from Bradley to John, her mouth working diligently to pleasure each man in turn. Her enthusiasm was obvious, and I could see the effect it was having on Melissa. Each time Mandy moaned or shifted, Melissa’s hips would jerk, driving her thrillingly tight anus back onto my cock more forcefully.
“Harder,” I commanded, gripping Melissa’s hips tightly. “Fuck that naughty ass harder.”
Melissa obeyed, her strokes becoming more forceful. Mandy’s cries of pleasure and discomfort grew louder, even muffled as they were by Victor’s thick shaft. I could feel the tension building in Melissa’s body, her muscles clenching around me as she approached her peak.
“Don’t you dare come yet,” I growled in her ear. “Not until I tell you to.”
Melissa
I gasped as a deep shudder went through my whole body at Stuart’s command. The pressure had begun to build inside me, a tightening coil of pleasure that threatened to explode at any moment. I gritted my teeth, desperately trying to hold back my climax as I continued to thrust into Mandy’s gorgeous, red, tight ass.
The sensations seemed almost overwhelming. Stuart’s thick cock filled me completely, impaling me… claiming me… stretching me to my absolute limit. Each thrust sent jolts of pleasure radiating through my body, alongside a discomfort that made me sob in humiliated submission. At the same time, I watched, mesmerized, as the strap-on moved inside Mandy. The base rubbed against my clit with every stroke. The dual stimulation felt like too much to bear, and yet I kept craving it.
I could hear Mandy’s muffled moans as she worked diligently to pleasure the three powerful men in front of her. The wet sounds of her mouth on their cocks, combined with their grunts and groans of satisfaction, created a lewd soundscape that kept heightening my arousal.
Suddenly, Bradley let out a deep groan. “I’m close,” he panted. John and Victor echoed his sentiment, their faces stern with pleasure.
“Pull out,” Stuart invited. “Come on her face.”
Mandy obediently raised her head, her eyes closed and her mouth open in anticipation. I watched, transfixed, as Bradley, John, and Victor stroked themselves to completion. Thick ropes of semen splashed across Mandy’s flushed cheeks and parted lips. She looked utterly debauched, her face glistening with their release.
The sight was so intensely erotic that I nearly lost control. I whimpered, my hips jerking erratically as I fought against my impending orgasm. Stuart’s grip on my hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more forceful.
“Keep going,” he growled in my ear. “Don’t stop fucking that sweet ass.”
I obeyed, continuing to pump the strap-on in and out of Mandy’s tight hole. Her whimpers of pleasure grew louder, no longer muffled by the executives’ cocks. I could feel her body trembling beneath me, on the edge of her own release.
Bradley, John, and Victor sat back in their chairs, their expressions a mixture of satisfaction and admiration. “Excellent work, Stuart,” Bradley said, his voice still husky with post-orgasmic bliss. “This has been an incredibly productive meeting.”
“Indeed,” John agreed. “Your team is truly impressive. Especially Mandy here—her oral skills are exceptional.”
Victor nodded, his eyes roaming over Mandy’s cum-covered face. “We’ll definitely need to arrange more of these… collaborative sessions in the future.”
Their praise sent another wave of conflicting emotions through me. Part of me felt a surge of pride at their approval, while another part still recoiled at the objectification. But overwhelmingly, I felt a deep, primal satisfaction at having pleased them—at having been a good girl for Stuart and Selecta.
Stuart continued to pound into my ass, his thrusts deep and relentless. Despite the intensity of the sensations, I tried to focus as he spoke, distantly aware of how the huskiness of his voice didn’t diminish its commanding tone in the slightest.
“Gentlemen, I’m extremely pleased with how this meeting has gone,” Stuart said, his hands gripping my hips tightly. “Melissa and Mandy have both shown great potential. They’ll be following up with a detailed workflow for the Your Secret Garden campaign launch within the week.”
I gasped as Stuart hit a particularly sensitive spot, stars exploding behind my eyes. The dual sensations of his thick cock in my ass and the base of the strap-on rubbing against my clit with each thrust were driving me to the edge of madness. I could barely process his words, let alone form a coherent response.
“Melissa,” Stuart growled, leaning close to my ear, “our colleagues have praised your work. Don’t you have something to say?”
I whimpered, trying desperately to gather my thoughts. My entire body felt like a live wire, every nerve ending singing with pleasure and pain. I opened my mouth to speak, but all that came out was a strangled moan as Stuart increased his pace.
“Come on, little slut,” he urged, his voice stern despite his obvious arousal. “Thank the gentlemen for their interest and praise. Show them how well-mannered you can be, even with a cock in your ass.”