The woman’s body lurched and convulsed, her tits jiggling as an orgasm racked her body. She clutched at the back of the man’s head and forced his face closer against her pussy. For a moment Daniel could have sworn he heard a girlish yelp penetrate the thick windows.
More than ever now, Daniel's cock was begging to sink deep inside Liv, but he knew this was about more than sex for her, this was about fantasy, about role-play.
With two fingers, Daniel rubbed Liv’s wet opening, dipping them inside her slowly before he began to fuck her tight pussy so hard and fast that her whole body started to shake. Her tits bounced and jiggled as she bucked her pussy against his hand, her voice trembling.
"Mmmmm yesssssssss," her shaking voice echoed around the bathroom as Daniel finger fucked her tight slit, working her as fast as he could.
"I bet you wish that my fingers were someone's cock don't you? A complete stranger's cock deep inside your pussy, fucking you harder than you have ever been fucked and getting ready to fill you with cum." As Daniel teased her with his words Liv looked back at the man on the other side of the glass. His hand was now propped up on the window and his cock head was quickly thrusting in and out of his fist. The tip of his dick nearly pressed against the window with each thrust.
"Ohhhh yesssss!" Her voice still shook until suddenly Daniel stopped and slid his fingers out of her. He brought them up to her lips slowly. Liv opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, trailing it up the sides of his wet fingers.
Daniel slid his fingers over her tongue, sliding them deep in to her mouth, giving her the chance to lick them completely clean. Liv couldn't get enough of her own sweet taste as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked at his fingers until they were clean.
The cuffs clanged on the shower rod as she tried to gain her footing on in the wet tub.
"Now spread your legs." Liv did as she was told as Daniel took a large shampoo bottle from the corner of the bathtub. Liv looked at the bottle and back at Daniel, a small smile playing on her lips as she stood with her long legs spread wide. Her sweet pussy dripped and ached for cock as she watched the horny man jerk up and down his shaft.
At first Daniel teased her pussy with the top of the bottle, it was small enough to slip inside her, to tease her and stretch her wetness just a little as he worked her pussy and pinched her nipples with his other hand. A small tremor traced up her back as she rocked her hips against the bottle.
"Mmmm, yes. Ahhhh more, I need more!" When Liv started asking for more, Daniel knew he was going to have to turn the shampoo bottle around and use the thick end as he played with her tight pussy. He knew it was going to be a challenge.
With the big bottle turned upside down he pushed hard against Liv's opening. She cried out in pleasure and pain as her pussy started to stretch to accommodate the biggest thing she had ever had inside of her. The harder he pushed the more her tight pussy started to loosen and give way to the full thickness of the bottle.
After he had slipped the end of the bottle inside her it was so tight that he could barely move it.
"Think of all of these guys with their huge cocks getting ready to stick their dicks inside you all at once, don't you want your pussy to be wide enough to take all of them? Don't you want to be wet enough to give them all pleasure at once?" Daniel imagined Liv taking on more than one man at once and the thought made his cock twitch inside his pants. He knew at that moment he was on the cusp of his own orgasm if he didn’t slow down. Liv watched as another man walked closer to the window, thick erection in hand. His hand twisted up and down his shaft and his hips instinctively lurched forward.
She imagined what it would be like getting fucked by complete strangers. The thought of a strange man stretching her pussy as he fucked her and Daniel only watched made her heart beat a thousand miles an hour.
"Fuck yes, I want all of them to fuck me at once. I want all of them to fill me with their cum so when I stand up it all runs down my thighs!" That was all it took for Daniel. His cock twitched as jets of cum jerked from his dick and stained the front of his pants.
He found himself momentarily paralyzed, the huge bottle of shampoo in his hand still slipped inside Liv's tight pussy. "Ahhh fuck me deeper, push it in harder!" As the last spurt of cum exploded from Daniel’s cock on to the front of his pants he pushed hard on the end of the shampoo bottle.
She watched as a rope of pearly white cum splattered across the window from one of the men’s cocks. The man didn’t look away from Liv for a second. He stood there with his mouth open and his cock pumping cum onto the window as she hung helplessly tied up from the shower rod.
Liv bit her lip and her legs trembled as the bottle slipped inside her tight snatch. As wet as she had become thinking about taking all of those cock's at once, the whole width of the bottle now slid inside her.
Daniel imagined the cheers of excitement in the other room as all of the voyeurs stroked their cocks and pussies while they watched him fucking his girlfriend with a shampoo bottle. The whole scenario seemed absurd, but he couldn’t deny how turned on he was.
Finding his rhythm, Daniel began to slip the fat shampoo bottle in and out of Liv's dripping slit, he could hear the sucking of her pussy as he did. Liv's tits heaved up and down as her breathing came heavy. He knew it wouldn't be long until she was the one coming for everyone in the other room. He started to fuck her faster with the big bottle crammed inside her tight wet hole, faster and faster until she cried out.
"Oh God! I'm going to cum, make me cum, make me...ahhhh YES! OH GOD YES!" She yelled out as the other man blew his load onto the window. White globs of cum splattered across the glass as his humping hips stilled. Daniel had never heard her scream that loudly before, at least not during an orgasm and as he felt her tight pussy gripping the shampoo bottle he smiled at the windows in pride as if to say 'we did it guys!'
Daniel stood there for a moment catching his breath before he walked over to the light fixture and clicked it down. The windows instantly become a smoky black again.
"Mmmm, fuck that was good!" He stopped to plant a kiss on her ruby lips. "Was that as good for you as it was for me?" She smiled sweetly.
"Better because I actually got to cum." Daniel laughed and looked down at the fly of his pants.
"Oh I don't think that you're the only one...in fact I know that you're not." Liv looked at him in amazement.
"Did you seriously cum without me even touching you?" Daniel nodded with a smile. "Holy shit." Liv laughed. "That's incredible."
"I am pretty incredible, I know." Liv looked at him with a smirk, contemplating one of her usual snarky remarks, but opting instead for a little sweetness.
"I'd say that was more than incredible...in fact if after a nap you're up for it, I say we do a little bit more of this experimenting with BDSM stuff it doesn't seem all that bad." Daniel nodded emphatically as he slid the shampoo bottle from her dripping pussy, it was covered in her sticky pussy juice.
"What do you say we take a look around the hotel and see if there are any more secret passages or rooms we don't know about. We may even come across a dungeon or a playroom we could have a little fun in?" Daniel smiled hopefully and Liv nodded.
"Sure! But I also want to make sure that we leave plenty of time to look around the hotel because I really want to get a good look at the other guests and see what's going on in their little black windows too." Daniel smiled mischievously, he liked that idea even more than his own.
"You never know, we might even make a few friends..." Liv raised an eyebrow as she stepped out of the bathtub and turned off the water.
"One thing at a time don't you think? Let's get this BDSM thing down first before we go inviting other people to join us!"
"Well that's a little bit of a shame because I was thinking it might be fun to watch you get fucked by another guy if we happened to see one staying here. I thought maybe he could teach you a thing or two about being treated as a submissive and maybe I could get a few lessons on how to be a little more dom
inant...but if you don't think it's a good idea then we won't consider it..." Liv took a sharp breath in.
"Oh, well that might not be such a bad idea after all then. I mean, we probably could use a few lessons to make sure that we are doing things right and it could be pretty hot..." Daniel laughed.
"Yeah...I thought you might be on board for that plan." Winking he spanked her on the ass and guided her out of the bedroom.
Under the Boss’s Desk
By Megan West
Ivy had been working for Mr. Smith for six months and she still had absolutely no idea what it was that he did. Or, in fact, if Smith was actually his real name. The job paid well though and the benefits were certainly there, so she had little to complain about. If there was one thing that she did complain about though, it was Alicia. Alicia was Mr. Smith's secretary, a five-foot-tall woman with long blond hair and penciled in eyebrows. Ivy had never trusted any woman that removed her own eyebrows only to draw them back in, and Alicia was no exception.
To compare the two of them was to compare apples and oranges...or at least brunettes and blonds. Where Alicia had long blond hair, Ivy had short cropped brunette hair that almost always disobeyed the laws of every hair product on the market. Where Alicia had penciled in eyebrows, Ivy had very dark, but naturally shaped eyebrows.
Where Alicia had blue eyes that stared vacantly at anyone who dared interrupt her current level on her favorite social networking game, Ivy had dark brown eyes and a general disdain for such things. The problem with social networking sites, Ivy had told her friends as well as her two younger brothers, was that they were an invitation for Big Brother and any employer to walk on in to your life. It wasn't like they couldn't and wouldn't find out whatever they wanted anyway, but Ivy saw no need to roll out the red carpet and invite them in.
"Ivy, did you finish that report? Mr. Smith has been waiting for it since he got in this morning."
Ivy wanted to tell her that Mr. Smith had only been in the office for fifteen minutes. She knew this for a fact because she had ridden up in the elevator with him, although she was certain at the time that he had no idea who she was, let alone the fact that she was his personal assistant.
"Yes, Alicia, I finished it last night and left it on Mr. Smith's desk before I left the office. Like I said I would." Ivy couldn't help but add the little punch at the end, she hated Alicia...hated may have been an overstatement because Ivy barely disliked people, but Alicia was certainly pushing the line.
"There's no need to snap, I only asked." Alicia's singsong voice grated against Ivy's ears.
"Is there anything else you'd like to 'only ask' while we are reviewing my work performance?" Ivy could be a bitch when she wanted to be, it wasn't the Ivy that most people knew, but sometimes it was necessary to unleash the beast.
"No." Alicia had nothing more to say, no smart ass response. Ivy stood up from her desk and walked to Mr. Smith's door. It was always closed, a good thing for Alicia because Ivy was certain she'd never have lasted the past year if Mr. Smith had to sit listening to her all day.
She raised her hand and knocked on the solid wooden door.
"Enter." Most people would invite people in to their office with a simple 'come in' but not Mr. Smith. Mr. Smith liked to let everyone know that he was the king of his domain and in the same token, you were nothing but a lowly servant to his needs. There was something about his firmness though. The way he spoke with such authority and confidence. From the moment that she had interviewed for the position as his assistant, Ivy had turned in to a drooling mess just thinking about the tone of his voice.
She pushed down the door handle and opened the door slowly. Stepping in to his office, she closed the door behind her.
"Yes?"
Another one word question for the likes of a lowly peon like herself.
"Mr. Smith, I just wanted to check in with you to make sure that you received the report that I left on your desk last night. Alicia had said that you had been waiting for it this morning so I wanted to make sure it hadn't been misplaced." She could feel a red blush rising in her cheeks, she wanted to keep talking if only to fill the silence.
"I do not misplace things, Ivy." His voice was stern, but still as smooth as satin.
"Right. I just..." She fumbled for the words as she felt tears beginning to well in her eyes, why did he do this to her? She had interned for some of the hardest, cold hearted bastards in the corporate world and yet Mr. Smith was the only one with the ability to bring tears to her eyes from something as simple as a few words.
"It looks fine."
He didn't bother raising his eyes from the papers on his desk as he continued to jot down notes rapidly jumping from page to page.
"Is that all?"
"Yes, sir. I will be working on the Roberts report today too, just so you know where we are with that." Mr. Smith gave her no response, his eyes remained on the papers that spread across his desk. She turned awkwardly and reached for the door handle.
"Ivy?"
She turned to him.
"Yes, sir?"
"Tell Alicia to mind her own goddamn business." Ivy couldn't stifle the smile on her lips and she nodded back to Mr. Smith.
"Yes, sir."
Alicia had not been pleased with Mr. Smith's comment and she was convinced that it was Ivy's doing. For the remainder of the work day, Alicia had tried everything she could to make Ivy's life miserable. She succeeded in creating a mild inconvenience when she left the coffee pot empty, but aside from that Ivy had actually enjoyed the silence. Each and every day she was subjected to Alicia's rantings of her latest nightclub outings and her newest accomplishments on the Farm Village game.
Ivy made the most of the silence during the day and managed to finish up the Roberts account in record time. When she took it in to Mr. Smith's office he had smiled at her and commended her on a job well done.
"Ivy?"
She had been on her way out of the door, ready to finally shut down her laptop and go home on time for a change. She knew the tone of his voice though.
"Yes, sir?" She could swear that every time she said the word 'sir,' she saw a faint smile play on his lips.
"I'm going to need you to stay late tonight and help me with the Michaelson project." Of course he wanted her to stay late on the first night in months that she'd been able to go home before the sun went down.
"Okay…"
She wanted to say no but one look at his chiseled features, as stern as they may be, told her that she'd regret not staying.
"You can tell Alicia she can go home now." She was irritated that Alicia's job was so menial that she was never the one who had to stay late and go home to a dark, empty apartment.
Alicia smirked as she shut down her computer and grabbed her purse. She wasted no time getting out of the office but she did spare a moment to give Ivy one last smirk before she stepped in to the elevator. Ivy wasn't entirely sure what it was that Mr. Smith saw in Alicia that kept her around, but it must have been something pretty special.
"Ivy?" His voice was warmer than usual.
She turned to find him standing with two champagne flutes in his hands.
"A little celebration..." He offered her one of the glasses and she took it obediently as he smiled.
"A celebration?" Ivy questioned as she took a sip from the glass. Mr. Smith nodded. He didn't clarify what it was that they were supposed to be celebrating, she wasn't going to ask.
"Now, come in to my office and we'll get started." He turned, his black executive shoes clacking on the floor as he walked.
She followed him and once inside his office she set her champagne glass down on the corner of his desk. He lingered by the large window that overlooked the already darkening city below.
"The file is on my desk." He didn't turn around but she took this as an instruction to pick it up and look through it. Standing from her seat she leaned over the large solid wood desk, reaching for the file that was inconveniently located at the far edge.
Sure, she had fantasized about this moment, what single girl hadn't fantasized about being bent over her boss's desk, but now that it was happening it was more....real.
"Ivy..." His mouth pressed against her ear, his breath warm against her skin, “Ivy, I need you to do something for me, do you think you could do that?"
"Mmmm" was all that she could manage with the weight of his body against her.
"Good." His cock pressed against her and her blood raced through her veins, whooshing in her ears.
He stood up, lifting the weight of his body from hers and he walked behind his desk. She remained flattened against his desktop for a moment before she could pull herself together and stand up, straightening her shirt and smoothing her skirt.
"Oh no, stay just like you were."
He pulled open a drawer. She couldn't see what it was that he was looking for, or what it was once he found it but once he did, he grabbed it and walked back around to her. She let out a whimpered, nervous breath as he circled behind her.
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