1. Inappropriate candidate. Part 1
  2. Inappropriate candidate. Part 2
  3. Inappropriate candidate. Part 3

Page: 3 of 3

on the contrary, seeing that talking during intercourse embarrassed my partner, I found some kind of sadistic pleasure in it.

- But you feel the difference when a member of the gum or uh ... naked?

- Yes.

- And how is better?

- I dont know.

The sense of it now was not to achieve. I left the woman and ordered her to straighten up. On the polished table from the heated body there was a misted silhouette, the circles from the breasts were especially good.

- On the sofa.

Catherine obediently seeded to the couch and stood on all fours across it. She seems less embarrassed when she doesn’t see me during intercourse.

- Cancer do you like best?

- What? - Katya turned around. - I dont know.

- You do not know what your favorite pose in sex?

Thinking, Kate squeaked

- Cancer.

Having pushed to the side, I knocked the secretary on my back, making it clear that her preferences are of no particular interest to anyone. Lying across the sofa, she spread her legs herself, but it seemed to me not wide enough, and I took them by the ankles and spread them even wider. On the face of Catherine was such a pained expression, as if I had dragged her here by force, and in addition, I was holding on the front sight. But cunt with a person does not agree, shines from the juices. After admiring the woman who was completely lying at my feet, I knelt on the edge of the sofa. Since my hands were busy, Kate had to direct and insert my body into herself. I sharply entered at full length, Kate groaned, and her full breasts swayed beautifully. I really wanted to wrinkle these luxurious tits again, for that I had to let go of her legs, and my partner immediately hugged me with them, crossing my back. Not so much in a fit of passion, as on the contrary, to soften my pushes, which, judging by the moans, caused her not only pleasure, but also a certain pain. I spread the body of the woman along the couch and leaned on top. Our faces were on the same level, but Katya, it seemed, was not ready for such intimate intimacy, and turned away. For a couple of minutes I was moving my pelvis measuredly, and suddenly I felt that Katya was somehow unusually worried.

“Excuse me,” she even looked at my face — is that a camera?

Here, damn it, noticed.

- She's off. See, there is no red light.

I got rid of the lights first.

- Ah. But still, when she is so directed, a little ...

- How did you contact me? - I interrupted Katya, going to the counter. - "Excuse me". So in the tram to the fellow traveler turn. Do not you remember the name of the man with whom you are now fucking?

- Of course I remember. Alexey Vladimirovich.

In my opinion, Katya was offended. But for a moment I forgot about the cameras, which was what I needed. So that Katerina did not have time for all sorts of nonsense, like looking at ceilings, I decided to increase the pace. My legs twisted around me, so I threw them on my shoulders. The body of the woman pressed down to the sofa was now almost doubled. Maybe Catherine did gymnastics as a child, but judging by the squeezed panting from below, she had long lost the habit of such acrobatics in bed. I pecked it like a jackhammer, not paying attention to the groans, gradually turning into screams. A little exhausted, I left Kati, and, not allowing me to straighten, moved to her face and said to open my mouth. Kate could not move her head, sandwiched between her own legs, but nothing prevented me from fucking her in the mouth. I shoved a member deep, to the very throat. Kate obviously didn’t like it, she looked at me with displeasure, but of course she couldn’t object, her mouth was busy. After some time, I felt that I would soon be finished, and asked Katya where she preferred me to do it.

- In the vagina? - Katya mumbled something, shook her head. Apparently, she did not really believe in my promises to take care of her when flying.

- In your mouth? - again not.

- And where? On the sofa, I will not finish, it is new. I can on you, but we do not have a soul, so see for yourself.

Catherine was staring at me from below. The mental processes in this position, with legs behind the ears, and dick in the throat, were given to her with difficulty. Finally, she mumbled something.

- What did you say? In the mouth?

Catherine grimaced, but nodded. Fine! I made a couple of frictions, then I almost pulled out the dick, leaving only the head inside - I wanted to lower not the throat, but the tongue, so Katya will feel the taste better. Sensing the first seed clot, Catherine started and held her breath. I threw a few more charges into her mouth and took out the dick, but the woman was in no hurry to swallow. Maybe she was hoping that I would let her go, and she would have the opportunity to spit out my sperm somewhere, but of course I was not going to do that. Realizing this, Katya still swallowed, though she grimaced in disgust even more.

- Very well - I patted her cheek.

I got off Katya, not letting her lower her legs, however. Standing next to the sofa, I held them at her head with my left hand and knee, and with my right I climbed into my pussy.

- What are you doing? - Katya tried to free herself, but she failed. The body of the woman now stood almost vertically, ass up, which gave me full access to the Mande.

- I want you to finish too.

- Do not.

- Well, why, you will like it - I polished it with three fingers, rubbing my clit with a big one. In addition to her will, Katya groaned with desire - Lick - I put my fingers to her mouth, and when she performed the command, she returned it to her pussy. - Do you like it?

- Yes - Katya breathed.

It was evident that she really enjoys, although, in part, hates herself for it. But from this pleasure, with a certain masochistic overtones, it only gets sharper.

Seeing that Katerina was no longer going to break free, I let go of her, letting me straighten, and very quickly brought my fingers to orgasm. Finishing, Kate clamped my hand with her full thighs. With difficulty pulling out my hand, I wiped grease on the woman's buttocks, and went to rest on the chair. We spent the next 10 minutes in silence. Apathy rolled at me, laziness was even embarrassing a woman to talk. Katerina, lying on the couch, gradually regained consciousness. Occasionally, she glanced uneasily at the cameras, but she did not raise this question anymore. Idyll interrupted by a phone call. Catherine jumped up.

- I answer?

But she is serious about her duties, I smiled to myself. Do you want to curry favor?

- No, just bring the phone.

Having completed the conversation on the phone, I reported.

- In fifteen minutes another candidate will come.

7 comments
  • June 6, 2015 12:52

    Will he constantly humiliate her and constantly show her insignificance? Or gingerbread, too, are assumed?

    Reply

    • Rating: 0
  • June 6, 2015 13:33

    I find it difficult to answer your question, since I do not know what the gingerbread is for you. Or, in your opinion, would be a carrot for the heroine. And to humiliate, yes, and will continue, the category is, "Submission and humiliation."

    Reply

    • Rating: 0
  • June 6, 2015 13:56

    Well, ideally, a gingerbread, more precisely a pink cake, would be a wedding and love to the grave :) Joke ...
    For me, a carrot, in this story and based on the conditions of the narration, there would be a little more praise for the heroine.

    Reply

    • Rating: 0
  • June 6, 2015 16:35

    Do you want to break the family? Think of the kids :)
    As for the praise of the heroine, rude compliments are possible, but it will not be exact to compose and sing in her honor the romantic sonnets.

    Reply

    • Rating: 0
  • June 6, 2015 18:28

    No, I read about my husband, but for some reason I had a firmly formed image of a lonely woman with three children, who was forced to drag everything on herself. Do you have a husband?
    In the third part, the hero will apparently humiliate her in front of a new challenger. If so, I will be disappointed.

    Reply

    • Rating: 1
  • adgadg (a guest)
    June 8, 2015 22:07

    I agree. Submission and humiliation (apart from sado-maso) is interesting. Now the story is great. But one thing is when sex is forced and with a certain amount of embarrassment and humiliation, and this is a game. And another thing is when a person is completely trampled, humiliated in public. If the hero deliberately embarrasses the heroine, sends him out, forces him to step over his moral barriers - this is a buzz, exciting. But if you go too far, bring a woman to despair, hysteria - excitement disappears (at least for me). The hero himself decides what to do with the woman, but for each whip, it would be nice to then give out a carrot. No need for senseless humiliation, it will no longer be overcoming barriers, it is darkness and horror.

    Reply

    • Rating: 1
  • Tadeusz (a guest)
    June 6, 2015 13:20

    Illustration of the concept of "male boss." Socially conversing, quite politely, with a view, as it should be, turns the subordinate as an ordinary prostitute.

    Reply

    • Rating: 0

Latest stories of the author

2014—2023 © Eroticspace — erotic and porn stories
Only 18+

The information on this website is intended for adults only

Восстановление пароля
upstairs