Chapter 1
Mr. Green has a magnificent cock. Pink, soft, with swollen glands and a crystalline droplet that marks on the tip and leaves me ecstatic. I feel my heart race as I’m kneeling on the rug in his bedroom with him sitting across from me, on the same bed he share with his wife.
I lick myself at the sight of him and look up to meet his lascivious eyes.
“What is it, Megs? Are you afraid? Don’t you like it enough?”
When he spreads his legs, I notice a vein marking his pubis ending in his muscular thighs that hover in front of my eyes leaving me on the brink of madness. I bite my lower lip and try to contain my desire, which I have always done with any situation that has exhibited my sexual appetite. This time I want it with an immense frenzy, I want to have it in my mouth, inside me, but I don’t know how to start and I’m afraid I’m not good enough.
“Y ... sir ... I’m sorry, but ... I never ...”
“Yes?”
He seems to harden even more with my hesitations and I’m afraid when speaking. I swallow thickly to try to let go of the lump in my throat or the acclaimed cry that begs to the point of exhaustion for the magnificent erect body that looms before me.
“I don’t know how to do it,” I recognized him at once. The truth is ... I’ve never been with a man before. Not with anyone ... Intimately.
“Oh I see.”
He leans on his elbows resting on his knees. With two fingers he looks for my chin and lifts my head until my eyes are lost in his again, an intense blue color, although now they look dark. As dark as the sky on the other side of the window at the top of the building.
“Megs, that’s why I want you.”
“Wh ... what?”
“Because you are a virgin. I could tell from the first moment by the blush on your cheeks and by the way you look down and smile when something intimately compromises you and you don’t know how crazy that makes me. If you want to put a price on your virginity, I’d pay anything for it.”
I lick my lips looking at his dry mouth.
“Hell,” he splutters. “That. Exactly that.”
I frown upward, trying to understand why every slightest movement on my part seems to react like an explosive-laden bomb ready to put this brutal man on fire.
“Excuse me, I won’t …”
Then he sticks his mouth to mine in a kiss that tastes like tobacco, mint, man and his characteristic aromas that well make me lose my mind.
He continues with his heated kiss of his until he pulls away from me and leaves me with my mouth pressed against his firm pole that brushes the tip of my upper lip. With the tip of my tongue I soak up that shiny pearl that glows, tempting me with madness and I put his c*** in my mouth, filling it and discovering an appetite in me that I did not know.
The more I have of him, the more insatiable he becomes.
“Oh hell, Megs, what a delight you are!”
And with his hands pulling my hair he buries his virile member in my mouth while I suck and I devour him with passion.
Here.
In the bed he shares with his wife.
With my father’s partner who has given me a job.
With my boss at the company.
With daddy’s friend.
Like fire when he finds gasoline and they burn, it is the outbreak between me and this man, embodying the rules of all that is wrong. Of the prohibited.
What I did not know is how many problems this would unleash ...
