Elise

Elise was an outstanding student at a prestigious business school. Its ranking and reputation helped her secure one of the top positions in a major financial institution upon graduation. Until the beginning of her professional career, Elise had devoted all her energy to her studies and success. Ambitious, she wanted to succeed and rise above her original social background in a declining industrial region. Nothing should distract her from this goal. She had no choice but to take out a loan to finance her studies in an establishment where her classmates often looked down on her. She was determined to show them of what she was capable!

Indeed, she quickly built a reputation as a diligent and strong worker. All her time was dedicated to this success. She was not known to have any boyfriends, as she had no time for such distractions. However, Elise, since adolescence, had always been a pretty girl—a brunette with long hair who attracted the gaze of men and the jealousy of girls. She was tall and thin, measuring 1.70 meters and weighing 60 kg.

An athlete, she had always practiced swimming, gymnastics, and bodybuilding assiduously. Elise was aware that her long legs and especially her breasts attracted attention. She sported a 90C cup size. With a reserved demeanor, Elise nevertheless liked to highlight her assets, wearing cleavage-baring tops, going braless, and preferring short skirts. She had also always liked to enhance her fine and regular features, her dark eyes, by adding a touch of kohl and choosing provocative red lipstick. In short, Elise was often seen as a tease, especially since she rebuffed the boys in her class who tried to approach her.

The price of her success was an extended period of frustration, as Elise refused to deviate from her stated goal: to succeed at all costs. In high school, to dispel any doubts, she had chosen the most handsome boy in her class to lose her virginity. The boy was indeed handsome, but he was undeniably a moron and an unbelievably bad lover, which only reinforced Elise’s resolve not to “waste time on such things.” For her, it would come later. Everything was in its own time, even if she had to wait and find release through masturbation, even during the day.

Tease and frigid. That’s what all her classmates thought. They would have been surprised to know that Elise was a compulsive masturbator, a collector of sex toys, and an avid reader, in her rare spare time, of erotic novels.

While watching videos, she would dream of virile and enduring lovers, telling herself that, when the time came, she would make up for lost time.

Then came the time of her professional career, which looked promising from the start. At first, Elise continued her path, giving absolute priority to her success over all other considerations. The decisive meeting was with Michel, one of the key executives at the financial institution where she quickly climbed the ranks, thanks to her skills and her lack of scruples. Michel had immediately noticed this incendiary brunette and understood that, despite her reputation for being inaccessible, Elise was approachable. Michel was 15 years older than Elise. He had a reputation as an inveterate seducer. Standing at 1.85 meters and 75 kg, this handsome brunette was a formidable presence. He wanted Elise, whom his colleagues, who hated her, called “the Empress.”

Everyone was intimidated by Elise, as ruthless as she seemed sensual. Well, Michel S. was determined to change that. He wanted her, and he intended to make it happen. And no later than the following week when he and Elise were scheduled to attend the Davos Forum together.

Once in Switzerland for the famous forum, Elise and Michel checked into a very classy, five-star hotel, where the elite often stayed. Two rooms had been reserved for them, including a suite for Michel. They settled in, and before heading to the party organized by a Swiss financial institution, they met at the bar.

As her line manager, Michel considered Elise an essential collaborator. Highly motivated, she dedicated herself completely to her work. Of course, some people, driven by jealousy, took her for an upstart. But Elise owed her success solely to her work ethic, not to her appearance, as malicious gossip tried to suggest. Elise’s professional abilities were recognized at the highest levels, where she was held in high regard.

Michel was already at the bar, dressed in a very elegant suit, waiting for Elise. That’s when Elise appeared, wearing a long, daring dress with a side slit that revealed much of her leg. Her long, sleek hair cascaded over her bare shoulders.

Michel was taken aback. She approached him, smiling. Her dress left little to the imagination. She pressed her body against his, her hand slipping between them. Without any hesitation, she grasped his growing arousal through his pants.

Michel tensed, his breath hitching. She squeezed him, her teeth clenched, her grip firm. Michel grimaced. She loosened her grip and began to stroke him through the fabric. His arousal, confined within its cloth prison, became increasingly painful.

Michel gently pushed her away and quickly pulled down his pants and briefs. His arousal, now freed, stood erect. Elise’s eyes were fixed on it, though she had seen few others, she found this one impressive, worthy of the videos she loved. Michel took her hand and placed it on his shaft. Elise’s fingers could barely encircle it; it was so imposing. She could feel the pulse of blood in the thickly veined member. She began to stroke him, her eyes never leaving him. She increased her pace, and Michel let out soft moans while muttering:

-Oh, Elise!

She stops stroking him and lets herself fall to her knees. She uncaps the glans, observes it for a moment, before giving a few well-placed licks on the sensitive tip. Her tongue rotates around the glans, titillates the frenulum, and laps up the pearls of pre-cum that escape from the meatus. Michel thinks he is dreaming, still wondering by what miracle Elise has yielded to him. Michel tenses, grunting, as Elise takes his entire length into her mouth. Like a ravenous woman, she relentlessly attacks his cock. Her extraordinarily strong sucking makes her boss moan loudly. The naughty girl savors the sweet pre-cum that the meatus cannot retain.

Tension rises in Michel’s body, and he can no longer hold back his moans. Elise didn’t know that she was so good at fellatio. Her mouth, highly active, achieves its ends. It is with a grunt that Michel sends a powerful spurt of cum into her mouth. It’s so intense that she chokes, she abruptly pulls away, purses her lips, a trickle of semen escapes from the corner of her lips.

Michel says:

-Swallow, don’t waste such precious nectar!

Elise would like to spit out, but she swallows loudly, and swallows with a wince until the last drop. She takes a tissue out of her bag and wipes her lips. Then, looking at Michel, she opens her mouth to show him that she has swallowed it all. It’s the first time she’s done such a thing. She tells herself that she loves the flavor of her lover’s seed.

He smiles at her and takes off his clothes. She begins to strip like a professional in front of him. Her dress on the floor, she pops the clasp of the bra, her breasts spring out, erecting like two shells. Michel salivates, not taking his eyes off Elise’s sublime body. She squirms as she slowly pulls down her lace panties matching her bra. Finally, he sees her pussy, he notices that the fine silky fleece, well maintained, is moist.

Once naked, she turns around, wiggles, takes provocative poses. Michel melts, he salivates profusely. He approaches, grabs her by the arm and places her on the edge of the bed.

He opens her legs and before slipping his hand between her thighs, looks at her pussy, lined with well-defined lips. He caresses them with his fingertips, which he then slides into the furrow they form. And goes in search of the clit. Skillfully, he grabs it between his fingers, and begins to stimulate it, to increase its volume, finally, he begins a gentle rhythm. Elise immediately moans; she gently shakes her pelvis. The stimulation becomes more intense, the submissive moans louder. Her clit has become huge; Michel presses it from time to time to stimulate it. Suddenly, Elise tense, letting out a moan. Michel has just taken her clit into his mouth and starts to suck it like a hungry man.

Quickly, Elise faints, her body starts to tremble, she squeaks with pleasure. For a long time, her lover devours her pussy, his nimble tongue, sinks deep into her well of love and searches it so hard that Elise arches herself like a bridge, and with a cry, which she tries to stifle by biting her wrist, she cums. Her orgasm is fabulous, she doesn’t remember having had such an intense one. Michel straightens up, caresses the feverish body for a long time, before kneading the breasts. The half-spheres firm up with each thrust of the fingers into the supple flesh. Michel lingers on the nipples, he rolls them between his fingers, stretches them, crushes them to make them thicken.

But when he takes them into his mouth, Elise lets out a long moan. The bugger sucks on the nipples like a child breastfeeding. The blows he gives on them make Elise moan with pleasure.

Finally, he leaves them, and takes his place between the thighs of the woman impatient to be taken:

-Take me, take me, I can’t take it anymore, Michel. Make me your slut!

At no point does Elise ask Michel to put on a condom. She wants to be completely his. And this is how Michel, as a domineering male, sees things.

Encouraged, the rascal presents his cock to her dripping pussy, stretched wide and ready. He grips her wide hips and thrusts. Elise arches her back, moaning loudly. Irremediably, his cock sinks into her belly, to the hilt, without pausing. Elise clings to her lover like an octopus to its rock, breathing heavily. Michel starts with a terribly slow in-and-out motion, but as soon as his lover starts moaning, he accelerates. Elise bucks her hips, growling like a wounded animal.

The tension rises; the thrusts become more violent. Elise is on the verge of fainting, the cock plowing her depths makes her swoon. Meanwhile, the large and thick glans scraping her vaginal walls drive her wild:

-Yes, yes, take me hard, yes, yes, fuck me hard, hurt me!

Michel increases the speed of his thrusts, his cock plunging deep into her belly, pounding her cervix. Elise faints, and she also gives great thrusts of her hips to impale herself completely on his cock. Moans echo in the room. Both are not stingy with thrusts or moans. Little by little, her lover brings her to the point of no return. She arches terribly while letting out an inhuman scream. A violent wave of pleasure goes through her body; her orgasm is monstrous. Elise trembles in all her limbs, she falls back on the bed panting. Michel continues, now seeking his own pleasure. His cock goes in and out quickly in the sheath abundantly lubricated by her juices. Elise begs him:

-Oh, honey. Come! Spill in me! Fill me! I’m yours!

It is with a grunt that he thrusts deep and fills her belly with his thick seed. He gives a few more thrusts, and Elise comes again like a madwoman. She rambles:

-God, again, again, yes fuck me, oh fuck how good, don’t stop! I love you!

Elise knows that she is in her fertile period. It was with full knowledge of the facts that she did not take any precautions. Michel, at the time, did not imagine the consequences. He has other plans for her; he withdraws. The guy would like to take her from behind, but he hesitates.

Elise wants more. The pleasure has revealed itself to her and she no longer intends to deprive herself of it. She gets on all fours on the bed, stretching out her ass. This position has always turned him on, but she has always found him bestial. Tonight, that’s what she wants. And Michel has resources.

Michel does not bother with any foreplay and penetrates Elise immediately.

-Woman, stretch out your ass! Take this!

-Yes, go ahead! Like this!

The hard cock starts to slide into her as he grabs her by the hips. He accelerates the pace and takes her breasts, which he caresses greedily, while pounding into her. From time to time, he slaps her loudly on the ass.

Michel gives deeper thrust, entering and exiting her completely. Each time he pulls out, he pauses before driving back into her, pressing her breasts with his hands. This way, she feels a void when he pulls out, reinforcing Elise’s desire for him to take her again. Gradually, Michel increases his pace, and each time he sinks into her, Elise can’t help but moan, expressing the pleasure that rises in her like a galloping horse. He fucks her this way for long minutes.

Michel then gives a more intense thrust. Elise feels herself opening a little more with each stroke, allowing him to go even deeper. She has a final orgasm when her lover finally stiffens, pressing himself against her ass, and she feels a long ejaculation inside her. He pulls out, and she feels his cum dripping between her thighs.

The night is not over yet. Although he didn’t deflower Elise, Michel has made her discover pleasure. He wants to possess her in the ass, certain that she has never done it and that she will love it!

The rascal takes advantage of the fact that Elise is still riding the waves of her orgasm to caress her buttocks. Elise has always refused to touch them, finding it unnatural. As soon as his fingers slide into the wide crevice that separates her cheeks and press on her anus, Elise rears up like a spirited horse. She mumbles:

-No, Michel, not that, we are not animals!

For an answer, he searches for her lips. The kiss is fiery. But the guy doesn’t give up; he presses his middle finger against her rectal muscle. Elise rears up, and the first knuckle sinks easily into the tight hole. A second thrust makes Elise arch even harder. His finger disappears entirely, as if sucked into the den. The scoundrel remains still for a moment. Then, without abruptness, a gentle in-and-out motion begins.

Elise reacts sharply, kicking like a horse, and manages to free herself by pushing Michel away. For Elise, it is humiliating. Despite several unsuccessful attempts, Michel must give up his anal project. The two separate, as the day promises to be long.