Office delight (closed for Nightblooming)

[nick_alex]

At age of 26, Hunter managed to get a playboy reputation around the office. As any other law firm, Samson&Sons was filled with young, ambitious women. Anyone of them dreamed of becoming a partner in one of the most famous law firm in town. For Hunter that day came when he was only 24. The old man´s wife, Patricia, took a special interest in his career and after she received the fuck of her life, Hunter became partner once he managed to pay the three hundred thousands fee. Money paid by Patricia herself, seeing Hunter as an investment, not just a great fuck. He was quite good practicing law as well, not only giving her a series of orgasms.

Sitting in his vast office, Hunter followed Jasmine walking down the corridor. The new intern got his attention the second she walked inside their floor, three months ago. Extremely beautiful with a killer body, she managed to shutdown everyone one of his attempts to get between her legs. Acting extremely professional, Jasmine made a good reputation, work wise. She did her work without complaining, always on time. Hunter was not the only one that tried to get Jasmine. Even the old man asked her a few times inside his office, but shortly after she came out blushing hard. That old pervert...

In that very day, there was going to be a huge party inside the office. They managed to close a big deal, thanks to Hunter. Attracting new clients was his gift. The fact that almost all of them were women, was never questioned as long as it brought more cash flow. Today Jasmine decided to wear a short skirt that ended at her thighs, barely hiding her perfect ass. The white collar blouse gave a her a professional look, something she was going for everyday. As she walked by his office, Hunter jumped up the comfortable chair and came out.

"Jasmine! A second please?" He said and gave her his heart felt smile. "I hope you´ll be able to attend the office party today?" He asked, forcing himself not to drop his eyes down her chest, but keep them locked into hers. "It will be a good opportunity to get and know you better, out of the working hours that is." He added and leaned against the wall.

 

[nightblooming]

Jasmine stopped and turned to face Hunter as he came out of his office, her blue eyes wide with curiosity. She tried to ignore the fact that her heart was beating faster just because he had noticed her. She couldn't hide the pink flush that tinted her cheeks.

"A party today?" she said, surprised. This was the first she'd heard of it, though her role as an intern meant that she was generally the last to hear about anything important. She gave a quick nod and bit her lip. "Yeah, that sounds fun. I had plans after work, but I'll see if I can move things around."

She smiled and went on her way, trying not to be too excited that he had invited her. After all, it was an office party, she worked in the office, it was natural that he'd invite everyone, but still. She reminded herself that Hunter was the definition of a man-whore. She knew of at least two clients, a secretary and at least one lawyer that he had hooked up with in the three months that she had been at the firm, and that was just what she knew about. Not only that, but he was a partner, and he would never take a lowly intern seriously as anything but a piece of ass. She had been burned by guys like him before.

She was 22, just finished her first year of law school, and interning here because a good internship meant a better job once she got her degree, and sleep was for other people. For the most part, she was a geek. She studied hard and avoided the party scene as an undergrad, and she was living with the same guy she'd been dating since Freshman year. She liked to say he was the only guy she'd ever been with, and except for a few drunk hook ups, he was. He was a good guy, a hard worker, and as sweet and supportive and affectionate as you could ask for. She was lucky to be with a guy like him. Yes, Hunter made her heart race every time he looked at her, and yes, she had found herself fantasizing about him when she and her boyfriend got together, but she knew she had a good thing, and that no matter how sexy Hunter was, he just wasn't worth it.

That didn't mean she couldn't go to a party, though. As long as none of the creepy old perverts didn't corner her, it would be fun. She knew where to draw the line, and she had learned a long time ago how to let guys down gently. It was important not to shut them down too hard, especially when they were the ones evaluating your work. As long as she kept it to one drink, she'd be fine.

 

[nick_alex]

"No fucking way!" Dan laughed and run a hand through his dark hair. "She´s living with a guy. I think she´s even engaged. But yeah, I can come in. Five hundred bucks she´s not going to fuck you." And he threw the money on the desk. Hunter collected them and place the bills over the others. "You may be a good looking guy, Hunter, but Jasmine seems like a good girl. Not your typical cock hungry whore." Witt added and lean on his chair. "Tel you what! I raise my bet! A thousand bucks! If you fuck her tonight right here, in your office." He grinned and picked his wallet out.

Massaging his neck, Hunter looked at both of them and grinned. "You are making the same mistake as any other guys. I told you, the ones that are taken, those are the easier ones. Getting the same cock every day makes them wonder what else is out there. I know Jasmine had been with that guy for a while now. Young sweethearts. She definitely wondering how green is the grass on my yard." He laughed hard and picked the money and placed them inside a drawer of his desk. "Okay, I guess is set. See you at the party, losers!" Hunter dismissed them and went on with his work.

It was six pm when he closed his computer and walked into the big hall area. The place was well arranged, a bar on one of the corners with lots of drinks. A buffet table was placed against one of the walls. People was nice dressed, guys wearing suits, girls short and tight dresses. Everyone trying to impress. Ignoring the flirting looks he got from some of his female workers, Hunter searched for Jasmine. It took him a few seconds to find her. She was wearing the same clothes, thing that made him grin. She looked incredible sexy. Hunter wonder for a second how frequently her guy was fucking Jasmine. Probably a lot. At least that is what he would do, if he had the chance. A girl as perfect as Jasmine deserved special attention.

He grabbed two glasses of champagne and walked to her. "You made it!" He smiled, showing his perfect white teeth and gave her a glass. "For a perfect evening, Jasmine!" He said and made eye contact. Once he was sure she was looking back at him, Hunter dropped his eyes to her cleavage, making damn sure she knew he was checking her out. "You look beautiful." And he gulp down the glass raising his eyes up to hers. "Tell me something about you, Jasmine. Something no one else knows around here." Yes, make her feel comfortable. Make her feel like you are really interested in her personal life. Make her relaxed. "I want to know the real Jasmine." He added with sweet smile and gesture towards her glass. "Drink up!"

 

[nightblooming]

Jasmine hung up the phone and scowled at it. Mike had been ok with her going to the party after work. He hadn't even asked what it was about. He hadn't even sounded disappointed, or suspicious, or bothered about the change of plans. He just said "OK, have fun. Take an uber home if you need to. See you tonight."

She knew, rationally, that it meant he trusted her, and that should be a good thing. Maybe she just wanted him to have a reaction because of the reason she was going. It was completely stupid, of course, she wouldn't in a million years betray Mike, especially not with a player like Hunter. No, she was just going to tempt herself, and then she'd end up with Mike going down on her to get her off before he stuck it in, because she could never cum just from fucking. Not from fucking him, anyway.

She got to the party around six, and was surprised. It seemed like most of the other women had gone home and changed, or maybe they just had cocktail dresses in their offices. She was the only one still in her work clothes. Of course, the men wore exactly the same thing they wore all day.

Then Hunter was there, with champagne and a smile, and she grinned at him, unconsciously standing up a little straighter, pushing her chest out a little further. She sipped the champagne and blushed as he made no attempt to hide the fact that he was checking her tits out. Then he told her she was beautiful, which made her blush even more. She sipped more champagne just to cover her embarrassment, and then he was asking her to tell him something. Something nobody knew.

She stared at him. Everybody knew everything about her. She had no great secrets. She sipped again and blushed even harder. Her mind was racing. What was she supposed to tell him? What could she tell him that wouldn't just bore him? Then it came to her, and she looked away. It was so embarrassing, she couldn't bring herself to say it. More champagne.

"OK," she said. "Freshman year, I went with a bunch of friends to spring break. You know how it is, like six of us sharing a hotel room, getting drunk and being stupid." She bit her lip and looked down. She took a deep breath, and leaned closer, and then she just blurted it out. "Anyway, we went to this one bar where they had a, um, you know, wet t shirt contest? And, um, I won. It was like 500 dollars, which was cool, because it paid for our hotel room."

 

[nick_alex]

The small gestures were there, the ones many guys ignored to acknowledge. The second Jasmine noticed him, her posture changed. Her back arched as she pushed her breasts further, her lips opened slightly, her eyes sparkled as he stopped in front of her. From all the girls around them, he choose her. Hunter knew she was flattered by his attention. Hunter had a killer body, distinguished good looks, and a presence that screamed domination in the bedroom. He was the perfect guy for a night of guilt free sex.

"You look amazingly beautiful when you blush. You know that?" Hunter kept talking as Jasmine clearly had difficulties finding something interesting to share. He waited patiently, his dark eyes moving to her lips from time to time. Hunter´s mind run wild for a few seconds, trying to imagine her sexy lips wrapped tight around his cock, her beautiful eyes looking up at him as she swallowed his cum. Yes, definitely a perfect sight. "Well?" He finally added and smiled. "There must be some kinky, dirty secret!"

When she start talking, Hunter leaned forward and looked at her, like Jasmine was the only girl left in the word. His whole attention was turned toward her words, breathing every word that escaped her lips. When she was done, Hunter laughed softly and gave her breasts one more quick look. "Jasmine! You such a dirty little slut!" He said playfully. "Is hard to imagine you in a wet t-shirt competition. You´re so...nice. I mean, kind of a geek really." He added and looked straight into her eyes as he spoke again. "But I can see you winning it. Easily. I mean...come one! You got a perfect pair!" His eyes dropped down her chest for a second, before coming back up. "So, I guess I should keep you away from the booze?" Getting drunk and being stupid at an office party was nothing unseen before. If she only knew the wild things that happened at their parties.

"Tell you what! Stick with me the entire evening and I promise to get you safe home. Even if you get drunk and do stupid things." Hunter grinned at her and looked at her glass. "Another one?" Before she could answer, he placed his empty glass down on a table and a few seconds later came with two filled ones. "Here! Just making sure you have enough courage to participate in our own t-shirt competition. In case we´ll ever have one. Judging by the girls in this room, my money will be on you." And he gulped down his glass, despite the fact that he hated champagne.

His eyes dropped to her lips and all that he could picture was his cock moving slowly between them. "If there was a competition about sexy lips, you´ll probably win that too." Hunter spoke softly, this time he used a low tone. Then he gave her a half smile and trailed his fingertips up her arm. "To bad to you are so...inexperienced." He added cupping her chin as run the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. A bold gesture, but Jasmine knew who Hunter was. Just talking to a girl was not his style. Small touches, heavy flirting were his calling cards. His voice dropped to a murmur as he lean over and whispered. "Do you ache for something, Jasmine? Do you lie in bed at night and crave other man´s touches?" His voice was deep when he spoke the words. Suddenly he let her go and grinned at Jasmine. "Just playing you, Jasmine. Sorry, you look so sweet, I had to do it. I just love the way you look when you blush!" The hunt was on.

 

[nightblooming]

The champagne was making me dizzy, or maybe it was just the way that Hunter was flirting with me. A lot of guys hit on me, but mostly they took a casual approach, letting me know they were interested, maybe throwing a pass or two, but this was a hard sell. He was coming on strong, relentless, and completely without any hesitation. I knew any other guy would be pissing me off coming at me so intently, but I just ended up feeling flattered.

I giggled when he called me a slut. I knew I shouldn't let him call me that, but the way he said it made it sound kind of nice. I was relieved when he said he knew I was a nice girl. Before I could open my mouth, he was calling me a geek.

"I'm not...." It didn't really seem to matter. He was touching my cheek.

"You shouldn't...." His thumb brushed my lower lip, and I shivered. More champagne found its way into my glass.

"Too inexperienced?" I said. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Then he talked about what I thought about in bed, and I blushed. It was as if he could read my mind. I tried to say something, but I just stammered.

"N no, I'm j just... you know, things are, you know, g good," my mouth was suddenly dry, and I drank about half a glass of champagne at one go. I gave a nervous laugh when he told me he was kidding. He stopped touching me, and I was actually disappointed. Had I done something wrong?

"I'm not that sweet," I said, my cheeks burning.

 

[nick_alex]

She was confused, cheeks burning red as Hunter dropped his hands. The need to be touch again was there, obvious in her eyes. Oh, sweet Jasmine.

"I mean, I know you are living with the same guy for a long time. I suspect he was your first. And last. Hence inexperienced in my book." He spoke with a playful grin on his lips. His next words made her blush even more. So he decided to continue and see how much Jasmine was going to take.

"Things are good?" He laughed softly. "Things should be incredible, Jasmine. Besides, nothing to be ashamed of. I know a lot of girls that pleasure themselves while fantasizing about a man fucking them. Some other man than their own, that is." And he placed a hand on her hip, keeping it there as his fingers moved slowly over the thin material of her dress.

"Good. It was just a compliment. If I was ever going to take you, you wouldn't be adored or worshiped. You´d be used and fucked. I have no patience for sweet." Hunter spoke softly and turned around as the old guy made his entrance and kept a small talk, kind of a welcome speech. His wife was standing by his side, her eyes looking at Hunter curiously. Grinning at her, Hunter wrapped his hand around Jasmine´s waist and pulled her into him. He turned to Jasmine, his nose nudging her ear.

"Do you ache for something right now, Jasmine?" His voice lingered over her ear. "Like, more champagne, perhaps?" He continue, not listening to what the old man was saying.

 

[nightblooming]

"He's not my first," Jasmine mumbled, but Hunter had swept on before she could say it, and it didn't make much difference. A couple of one night stands five years ago didn't amount to much, really. Especially when she had been so drunk she hardly remembered them.

As he talked about other women, and what he would do to her, she found herself completely unable to speak. It was so confusing. She should want to be adored, want to be worshipped, shouldn't she? So why was it that when he said he would use her, her pussy clenched so hard she almost let out a scream. It was almost as if he was going to make her cum, just from talking to her.

So when he asked if she needed more champagne, she just nodded.

"Yes. Please." She was breathing so hard she couldn't get out two syllables at a time.

 

[nick_alex]

Hunter knew if he was to touch her pussy right now, he will find it wet, ready to be taken. He had Jasmine wrapped tight around his fingers. He leaned closer, allowing her to get a taste of his masculine scent.

"I bet is more than champagne that you ache for right now. " He murmured in her ear, his breath feathering over her skin. With that Hunter was gone, leaving Jasmine alone for a while. He took his time, making small talk with others while she waited patiently. Or at least it seemed that way.

After ten minutes, Hunter returned with two full glass of champagne. "Drink, Jasmine. I want to meet the young girl, the one bold enough to enter a wet t-shirt contest." He grinned and gave her a glass. "Beside, is obvious that you need something. You want something that you´re not ready to understand. Maybe the champagne will help with that. Get you free of your inhibitions."

He took a sip from his glass, his dark eyes locked to her face. "Would you be kind enough to open one more button of that white blouse of yours? You have a perfect pair of breasts, Jasmine. Showing a little more cleavage wont hurt you." And he giggled playfully.

 

[nightblooming]

It was a relief when he finally left. She could catch her breath, pull herself together. She had always known he was a player, but she had never really seen how he played. She let out a breathless giggle. She had gotten lucky, she realized. If he had stayed much longer, she didn't think she would have been able to say no.

"Having a good time?" A voice said, and she practically jumped out of her skin. "Whoah, whoah. Easy there. You feeling OK?"

"You startled me," she said, frowning. It was Dan, one of the firm's best new lawyers. They called him a shark because he was so aggressive, but also because he was sort of mindless, indiscriminate. He was Hunter, without the charm.

"You're looking a little pale," he said. "Are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine," she said, a little surprised. Usually, he would have said something incredibly crude and humiliating by now. Why was he being nice?

"You sure?" he said. "I'd be happy to call a cab to take you home. No funny business. I know what people think about me, but I'm just concerned, is all."

"Really," she said. "I'm fine."

"OK," he said, but he seemed disappointed. "Yeah. Fine. If you say so. Just don't do anything stupid. You're a nice girl, and I'd hate to see anything happen that you might regret later."

He swam on after that, looking for blood in the water, and I stood, completely confused. What the fuck was that about? I was still trying to figure that out when Hunter came back. I took the champagne, and hesitated. Was this the second glass or the third? I was already feeling dizzy, and the thing with Dan was still bothering me.

My hands seemed to want me to drink, though. I brought the glass to my lips and took a sip. To hell with Dan, I thought. Hunter was here, and he was so sexy, I didn't want to think about Dan.

"Just one button?" I said, and my tongue felt a little thick. I should probably stop, I thought. My fingers slid the button through the hole, and the shirt hung open a little more. The lacy edge of my bra was showing, and I blushed. "Happy?"

 

[nick_alex]

That motherfucker! Hunter have seen Dan weasel out once he approached Jasmine again. Probably trying to hit on her, or just make her leave so he will win the bet. Such an asshole. With his best smile spread across his face, Hunter offered her the glass and spoke softly his request. It didn't came as a surprise she gave up to his request, her fingers moving slowly over the small button of her shirt.

Jasmine´s voice came out soft as she spoke again, her face blushing hard once more. "Yes. Extremely happy." Hunter smiled back, his eyes lingering over the lacy edge of her bra. God, she was so perfect. The silk like skin screamed to be kissed, licked, bite at. "If you look around, you´ll notice girls showing much more naked skin than you, Jasmine. So nothing to be embarrassed about." His hand went up to her face and he caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers.

"You are by far more classy than any of them." His thumb stroked her lips, breaking the seal of her red lipstick. "I have a theory, let me run it by you." Hunter spoke, resting his thumb on her lower lip. "You need that something I told you before so bad, that you´d allow me to run my hand up your knee, between your legs, and sink my fingers deep inside of you this very second." He was blunt, direct. He removed his thumb from her lips, lean forward and place a delicate kiss on her jaw.

It looked like he was whispering something in her ear, his lips brushing softly over her skin as he approached her neck. "You´d open your lovely thighs, even with witnesses, and moan as I sank my cock deeper than anyone." He ended and licked lightly at her skin. Then he pulled away and looked at her. "Am I right, Jasmine?" Hunter asked placing a hand on her hip.

 

[nightblooming]

She smiled, pleased that he was happy. Too pleased, she thought. She shouldn't care that much about what made him happy, but just the way that he looked at her made her pussy quiver. She shouldn't let him touch her so intimately, either, but her lips parted for his thumb, and she felt herself getting dizzy.

"Yes," she whispered, when he ran his theory by her. She needed something. "Yes." She wanted his hands on her, as terrible as it was, she badly wanted this man to caress her. "Yes," she almost moaned. She would open her thighs..., but.

"No," she said, looking at him, shocked. She looked around, but nobody was paying them that much attention. "Witnesses? Are you out of your mind?"

 

[nick_alex]

It was easy to place Jasmine into a position of submissive, but also to make her feel powerful. All it took was to speak the words she needed to hear, to narrate out loud her fantasy. Her lips parted as he placed his thumb on them, and Hunter knew if he was to push it inside her mouth, Jasmine will probably close her lips and suck at it. Lick at it with her eager tongue, until her mouth will fill with liquid.

But she still needed work. Instead Hunter told her his theory, voice suave and smooth as he brushed his lips over her skin. All Jasmine could say was yes. She was lost in his words, probably craving his powerful hands all over her body, his touches over her skin, his hard cock buried deep inside of her. He leaned back and looked at her, his jaw clench hard as she spoke the last words.

There was a mixture of denial and agreement on her face. Her eyes teared wide up as she looked around them. Hunter laughed softly and kept gazing into her eyes. "I thought you are ready and willing to trade your flawless reputation for one night of sordid incredibleness." He spoke with a grin and shrugged. "I thought you´d let me drag you into some sleazy alley, tear of your dress and..." His hand on her hip kept Jasmine firmly in place. "...let me make you scream."

Suddenly Hunter pulled her into his hard chest, their bodies touching as he looked down at her. "I dare you to deny any of that. Or pretend you didn´t want every inch of me." He smirked at her. "Witnesses or not witnesses."

 

[nightblooming]

She took a step back, shaking her head. She wanted him, yes. There was no way around that. But as she looked around, she saw Dan, and some of the old horndogs that hit on her, tried to corner her, gave her the old tired lines about what they could do for her career. That was how bad they were when they thought she was a prude, when they could chalk her rejection up to her being a cold fish, not interested in anyone. She couldn't imagine how bad they would get if they knew she was screwing someone in the office, never mind what he was talking about.

"I can't," she whispered. "Not... not here, ok? Take me somewhere else and you can do anything you want, but not here."

 

[nick_alex]

That was all it took. Three glasses of champagne and some smooth talking. It was obvious Jasmine was neglected at home. Her boyfriend had to be a jerk. You have to be one in order to let such a perfect girl as Jasmine unsatisfied. Hunter smiled at her words and nodded.

"Did you think I was going to take you here? No, Jasmine. The old guy will have a heart attack. I still need him." Hunter giggled and looked around. Dan and Witt were looking at him, a thousand questions in their eyes. He smirked at them and turned his attention to Jasmine.

"Come, I know just the place!" He whispered and grabbed her hand. Walking down the corridor, Hunter picked up a bottle of champagne as he pulled Jasmine after him. Once he reached the door of his office, he opened it and shoved Jasmine inside. Shortly after, he followed and closed the door behind. Looking at Jasmine, he gave her a reassuring smile and turned the lock. "No one will bother us here." Not without him wanting, anyway.

Hunter placed the bottle on his desk and approached Jasmine. He pressed closed to her and lean forward, taking possession of her mouth. His lips were hard, demanding, his tongue thrusting between her lips almost before it reached them. His powerful arms wrapped around her waist, keeping her close to him. "Fuck, you are so amazingly sexy." He whispered over her lips. "Tell me, Jasmine. Are you still wet for me?" He added with a smirk on his face.

 

[nightblooming]

She giggled as he pulled her down the hall, not resisting, but scrambling to keep up.

"Oh my God," she said, breathlessly, as he pulled her into the office. "I thought you wanted to do it right there."

Then he was kissing her, and her whole body seemed to ignite. Her legs turned to jelly, and it was only his arm around her waist that kept her standing. As his tongue pushed into her mouth, her own swirled around it. She was hungry for it, for him, and she couldn't get enough. She gave a little whimper of protest when he stopped kissing her, but then he spoke.

God, he made her feel dirty. He was so fucking sure of himself that she wanted to slap him, but it turned her on so much. Besides, she was still wet. Her pussy was boiling over.

"Yes," she whispered. "I'm still wet for you."

 

[nick_alex]

Her answer made Hunter grin. Jasmine was no longer human. She was liquid. Hot pliable liquid just waiting for him to reshape her. He could hear the need inside her voice. "Fine. But I´ll have your mouth first. After that I´ll make you scream, Jasmine."

And Hunter placed his hands on her shoulders and slowly pushed her downwards, guiding Jasmine down on her knees. He stood there like a statue, muscles flexing under the expensive suit as he looked down at her.

"Take my cock out." His voice was husky as he placed a hand on her head and slowly caressed her hair. His eyes dropped to the large cleavage for a second, before they moved back to her eyes. "Make me want to keep you, Jasmine." His fingers trailed down her neck, along her clavicle, across her shoulder and down her arm. His hand skated across to her breast, clamping around the sensitive skin. The soft material of her blouse and bra did nothing to protect her from his touch. His fingers pinched her nipple playfully.

 

[nightblooming]

She hesitated, just for a moment, before she sank obediently to her knees. She hadn't had a cock in her mouth since her freshman year. She never had done in for her boyfriend, and she had always found it degrading and disgusting. Like with so many things, though, it was different with Hunter. She wanted to please him. She wanted to please him so badly that she didn't even care that he was treating her like a whore. If her boyfriend ever tried to tell her what to do sexually, she would have laughed at him, but when Hunter told her, it was suddenly the only thing she wanted.

She rubbed his cock through his suit, moaning softly when she felt how big it was, and she nuzzled against it before she opened his pants. Her fingers were trembling as they slid in, and his hands on her breasts didn't help. She eased his cock out, and then guided the tip to her mouth.

She didn't take him in her mouth right away, though. He wanted her to make him want her? She could do that. She licked the tip as her fingers undid the buttons on her blouse. She probed the slit at the end of his cock as she tugged the blouse free from the waist of her skirt and off her body.

She opened her mouth, sliding her lips around the head as she reached down and unzipped her skirt, sliding it down and pulling it off so that she was sucking him in just her lacy bra and thong.

 

[nick_alex]

Her eyes were hazy and unfocused when Jasmine dropped down into her knees, a deep sign of submission. She wanted to suck his cock just as much as Hunter wanted to feel her lips wrapped tight around it. Her hand moved over his pants covered cock, feeling it under her touch, throbbing and pulsing with desire. Hunter groaned softly but stood still and kept watching her.

Her tongue brushed over the tip of his cock, a tease. He grinned down at her, enjoying the game she decided to play. Hunter knew sooner or later she´ll take him all in, moaning and gasping in ecstasy, so he decided to give her the moment, to give Jasmine the power she obviously needed to feel over him. He watched her undressing with a victorious smirk on his face, eyes gazing down as her breasts rise and fall, Jasmine almost panting at what was to come.

"Beautiful!" Hunter whispered, noticing the way her body looked dressed in nothing else but lacy lingerie. Her nipples were stiffly erect, pushing hard against the soft material of her bra. "You would have made a perfect stripper, Jasmine." He whispered again with a smile, reached down and stroke her hair. Suddenly he grab a fistful of it and kept her head in place as he guided his cock between her lips, raping her mouth. Hunter did not stop, but he kept thrusting until the head of his cock was down her throat, her lips pressed against his skin.

He kept her there for a few second, letting Jasmine gag on his hard cock before he pulled out completely, her lipstick smearing on it. His cock was thick, extremely hard, gleaming from her mouth. "Now, stop fooling around and show me what a good cock sucker you are, Jasmine." He looked down at her as a long rope of saliva hung from the tip of his cock to her lip before dripping down onto her chest.

 

[nightblooming]

"Beautiful," he said, and she beamed with pride. She wanted to please him so very badly, and he found her beautiful. She couldn't have been happier. She even purred when he said she would have made a good stripper, as though it weren't completely degrading. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, but then out of nowhere, he was forcing her head down on it.

Her eyes opened wide with sudden panic as he choked her with his cock, and she tried to pull away. He was too strong. He pumped his cock down her throat, gagging her, choking her. Tears poured from her eyes and she struggled, terrified, dizzy. When he finally let her go, she fell back, coughing, sitting on her heels, gasping for breath.

"Now, stop fooling around and show me what a good cock sucker you are, Jasmine."

She looked up at him, outraged. How dare he? She wasn't some street trash he could just abuse like that. Her outrage lasted less than a second, though. The smile on his face as he looked down on her made her squirm, and she blushed as her eyes were drawn to his cock.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just a little rusty. I'll do better." She blushed as she heard herself. He had just raped her mouth, and she was apologizing? She was confused, but his cock was right there. It wanted her, and she wanted it. She slid it into her mouth, taking about half hte shaft before she pulled back.

She bobbed her head up and down a few times before she tried to take him in her throat. It was too much, at first, but after a few tries she was able to get past the gag reflex, and slowly work his cock down her throat. She looked up at him, eyes craving his approval.

 

[nick_alex]

Hunter wonder if her boyfriend would ever guess Jasmine ended up down on her knees, wearing nothing but that sexy lingerie and heels, touching another guy´s cock with her lips, her tongue. Definitely not. He probably thought she was enjoying the good food, the fine cocktails, laughing at stupid jokes. Oh, he could be so wrong. Jasmine was doing so much more than that.

The short but powerful rape of her mouth did not make her run out of his office. Yes, she did get scared a little, her eyes showed the panic, the struggle to breath. But once he pulled out and gave her the smile, Jasmine even apologized. Her eyes came back to his cock, with a certain spark them."Is okay, Jasmine. You will get better. I know it and you know it. Beside, we have all night, don´t we?" It was his way of letting her know Jasmine was not going home any time soon.

He let out a little grunt as she took him inside her mouth, more boldly now. "That´s it!" Hunter groaned as she took half inside. "You can do it, beautiful. Try harder." His words of encouragement were merely a whisper as Hunter enjoyed her hot mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she took him deeper and soon Hunter felt the tightness of her throat around his cock. "Oh fuck!" He almost yelled, his cock throbbing and placing some of his precum down her throat. He locked his eyes into hers and let see the pleasure he was feeling.

"Deeper!" He whispered down at her. "I want your lips to touch my skin. I want to see your throat expanding." Her body tense as he spoke. "Lower your head into it, it will be easier." His eyes moved fast to the door before returning to Jasmine. Dan and Witt will have to pay. He knew they were searching the office for them. Hopefully not coming in any time soon. Not before he had the chance to fuck her first.

 

[nightblooming]

She did as he said, taking every inch of his cock down her throat. Her eyes watered and her stomach twisted, and she was suer her neck would rip open, but she took the whole thing. She held it there, and then pulled back, gasping for breath as soon as the tip was clear of her throat. She slurped loudly, sucking air around the shaft of his cock, and then she took him deep again.

He looked down at her, smiling, pleased with her, and she didn't care about how it hurt, how it degraded her, or anything except that it pleased him. She moved faster, forcing his cock in and out of her throat. She knew he got his dick sucked whenever he wanted, and she knew her technique was sloppy at best. Still, she hoped that by trying harder she could impress him, maybe she would be the one he came to when he needed sucked.

She could already taste his precum when his eyes jumped to the door. Was someone there, she wondered. Had someone knocked when she was too absorbed in her task to notice. Her movements slowed for a moment, but then she picked up the pace. She didn't want to disappoint him by getting disrtacted.

 

[nick_alex]

When she pushed her head again, this time she really swallowed him. Hunter saw her pale throat flex as his thick cock was squeezed tight by it, the head sliding deep into her. Her lips slid lower and lower, until they were squashed around the base of his cock, right up against his groin. He could see Jasmine breathing through her nostrils, they quivered as she took breaths. He panted, his mouth twisting as he kept looking down at her. "Good, Jasmine." He breath out, enjoying the deep blowjob.

As he looked at the door, she slow down a little, probably thinking someone was to step in and catch them, but she returned her focus to his cock in a heartbeat. In that moment Hunter knew. He knew she wont stop even if Dan and Witt were to walk in right now. His hands smoothed her hair. "Yeah! Oh, God! Use your tongue! Just like that! Faster! Use your hand!" He kept giving directions. She maybe was thinking that Hunter was about to cum in her mouth, but that was far from the truth. He needed to fuck her first, to witness the way she moaned, the way she looked when cumming and then he´ll give her his sweet cum.

"Stop." Suddenly Hunter said in a ragged voice as she lifted her up. He looked at her, enjoying the expression on her face, her breasts heaving. Jasmine was turned on, that was obviously. "You are incredible, Jasmine. Now, bend over my desk. I am going to fuck you hard, just the way you deserve." He said with a smile, removing his tie, jacket and shirt. His naked upper body was in plain view, hard muscles flexing as he opened his pants and let them drop down on the floor. Stepping out of them, he pushed her gently towards the big wooden desk.

"Loose the bra and panties, but keep the heels on." He ordered, his boxers following the pants. Stroking himself slowly, his big cock throbbing with expectation, Hunter watched as she followed his words. "Press your tits firmly on my desk."

 

[nightblooming]

She was so turned on sucking his cock that she didn't give another thought to where they were. She just concentrated on pleasing him, following his instructions. She was so excited to taste his cum, she didn't even care about herself. It was funny, when she was with her bf all she cared about what how well he could please her. With Hunter, her own pleasure was an afterthought.

So when she heard him tel her to stop, she didn't. Not right away. She kept stroking, until he told her he was going to fuck her. She let him out of her mouth then and grinned, still rubbing his cock in her hand, kneeling at his feet. She stood up, and only let his cock go when she reached back to undo her bra. Then she slid her panties down as she bent over his desk.

Her ass was swayin gside to side in excitement as she looked over her shoulder at him, and her pussylips were drenched.

"Please," she whispered. "Fuck me hard."

 

[nick_alex]

Once he told her to stop, Jasmine took her time before doing just that. She seemed in love with his cock, not being able to pull it out of her mouth, not without fighting hard the crave she had to feel. He allowed her the last few strokes, the last lick and sucks, waiting patiently. Jasmine seemed glued to his cock, her delicate fingers wrapped tight around it as she kept stroking it. "Don´t despair, Jasmine. You will have my cum down your throat sooner than you think." He grinned down at her and kept watching her as she removed her bra and panties.

When she bend over his desk, his eyes moved to her ass with that delicate pink opening between her thighs, soft lips meeting in a beautiful line. "Even your pussy is amazing!" Hunter breathed out and approached Jasmine. She was by far one of the most beautiful girl he ever fucked. Perfect face with a perfect body. Her curves were craved by every guy in the office, her lips screamed to be kissed, her ass begged to be fucked hard. Hunter fisted his cock a few times as he approached her.

"Oh, I intend to do just that, beautiful Jasmine." He groaned, enjoying the way she begged for his cock. "I am going to fuck you until you are nothing but a ragged doll on the floor of my office." He promised and reached forward with his other hand. He began to rub her with two fingers, running them up and down her wet, soft lips. "After you get a taste of my cock, you will come back to me crawling, Jasmine." He kept whispering, his fingers rubbing and rubbing. Once they were glistening with her juices, he brought her to her lips. "Suck it. Get a taste of your marvelous scent."

Hunter stroke his cock one more time and suddenly thrust inside Jasmine. It was a hard one, a deep one, stretching her tight with his enlarged cock. His eyes locked down on where her lips where nothing but a tight pink band around his cock while he kept his other hand up, for Jasmine to suck at his fingers. "Oh God!" He growled once was fully inside her, her pelvis touching at her soft skin. "Fuck, you are tight! I love it!" Placing both of his hands on her hips, Hunter began pumping into her. Long, slow strokes.