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And the big man wasn’t immune either. But instead of coming wetly in his hand, he leaped over to my side of the desk and pointed his dick at my naked cunt, spurting heavy reams of white all over my pussy, lash after lash of hot juice hitting my clit, my hole, spattering my thighs and dripping all over my butt. I shrieked even louder, the dirtiness overwhelming me. I’ve dreamed nasty dreams, seen a lot of depraved acts on the internet, but never had I actually done anything with a man, had a strange man spray his semen onto my cunt.

And I loved it, I loved every second of it, feeling that hot jism hit me again and again, drenching me in his sticky juices. The semen was a creamy white, running between my thighs, splashing me everywhere, making me gasp and moan with lust, thrashing under the fire hose of his spray, my cunt spasming to draw it up inside me.

And after Nick finished, he shook his dick off a little, further spattering me, the droplets hitting me everywhere but I didn’t care. At this point, he could have creamed on my face and I would have gladly licked my lips and asked for more.

And the big man knew it. He could tell that I was basically his sex slave at this point, my body in thrall to him, a panting, heaving, trembling mess. Chuckling deeply in his throat, the billionaire watched hungrily as I massaged the sweet jism into my folds, pushed it up my hole and into my sweet cunt.

“That’s right,” he growled, his eyes on fire even as he tucked his dick back into his trousers, zipping up and looking perfectly groomed in an instant, not a hair out of place. “I’ve marked your pretty little pussy and you’re going to go around all day with my semen on your skin,” he rasped, eyes ravenous, gazing at my lush form sprawled in the chair. “You’re mine now.”

And without a backwards glance, he turned on his heel and strode out, leaving me gasping, panting, oh-so-turned on … and desperate for more.





CHAPTER NINE


Tammy




I didn’t know what to think. I’d had a career high and a career low in the space of half an hour, the events so incredible that I couldn’t wrap my head around them.

“Oh my god, are you serious?” breathed Marie into the phone. I’d gotten to know the sales clerk at the Pink Cherry so well that we were bona fide friends now, calling each other and gossiping on a rainy night.

“Yeah,” I said, my cheeks flushing as I thought back to the events of the day. “Nick caught me red-handed and I dunno, it was so …”

My sentence trailed off but Marie interrupted.

“Super hot? Super steamy? Like you wanted to lick him all over, devour that big cock?” she asked, giggling.

And I laughed breathlessly too, my cheeks flushing again. Because it’d been the greatest sexual experience of my life, in fact the only sexual experience I’d ever had and I was so turned on that I wanted to see Nick again … to my utter shame. But before I could process my feelings, Marie barreled on ahead.

“So what happens next?” she asked breathlessly. “Do you fuck him now? Does he come hard into your pussy? Oh my god, please say you’ll use one of the toys from the Pink Cherry with him,” she gushed.

“Marie, I- I think we’ll be using more than one,” I said, stuttering a little. “Because he caught me with a drawer full of your inventory, I’ve been diddling myself at work in my free time.”

“Oh my gawwwd, are you serious?” my friend screamed into my ear. “You dirty, dirty slut! You wicked, nasty, evil girl! You’ve been boning yourself at work? You go, girl!”

I didn’t correct her and say that I hadn’t actually used all of my Pink Cherry toys. Instead, I’d stuck with the vanilla ones, the massagers, the clamps, flicking them on my clit, playing with my nips, making me moan and sigh. I dunno, the dildos were still too scary for me. After all, I’m a virgin down there and the thought of popping my own cherry? Hell no. It was too much, my thighs automatically tensing, my pelvis tightening at the thought of a massive penis on me.

But somehow with Nick it was completely different. The thought of his cock buried in my pussy made me feel melty and warm, a little tingle starting down below, growing breathless, my lungs tightening with anticipation and arousal. It was weird, Nick’s cock just had that effect on me, the ten inch erection making me tremble and shiver, my insides growing warm. But Marie didn’t have to know about this, so I hedged.

“I dunno,” I said into the phone cautiously, “Mr. Martin implied he wanted more but didn’t exactly stay around to make plans.”

“Of course not!” squealed the blonde. “This isn’t a guy who carries his calendar around with him. He has people who do that for him, his people will call your people and then you’ll set up a date, and then he’ll put his dick in your pussy, and then you’ll have to tell me all about it.”