Just a short one today, but don’t worry, it’s a lot of fun:
My heart started racing in my chest. I had just propositioned the guy who was interviewing me and for some reason I couldn’t fathom, he accepted. He was a billionaire who could have any woman he wanted. Why would he ever choose me?
Jay grabbed me and pulled me into a kiss, his hands moving down to cup my ass and then going further so they could slip under my skirt and squeeze. Electricity shook through my body. I had never gotten any further than kissing with a guy, so this was all new.
He pushed me back so he could unbutton his shirt, revealing a broad, toned chest that I found myself leaning down to lick. Then he unbuckled his pants and took out a long, thick cock that I couldn’t help but stare at. I didn’t know if they were all that big or if it was just him.
“Go on, Shannon,” he said. “Show me how much you want the job.”
I wasn’t totally innocent. My friends told me about their own sexual experiences and I had seen porn once or twice. I knew what was expected of me, and I sure as hell wanted to do it. But I couldn’t help but feel intimidated as I stared at it.
I wrapped my fingers around his cock, feeling it throb in my hand, then started licking it up and down. Some long, some short, finding what he liked. I could tell I was doing a good job when the hand on my shoulder tightened. His strongest reaction was when I tugged it as I squeezed, then stuck it in my mouth and sucked.
My tongue played with the tip of his cock. He grabbed my head and held it in place as he began pushing in further and further. I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to take it all, but then he reached the back of my throat and kept going.
There’s a lot more to come (pun intended). Look for it next week!