บท 72: My Secretary is a bit too wild - Part 2
Extremely sorry for the late update(and blue balling) guys, but I was just too immersed in binge reading Meta Essense In Marvel, that book is so dope
And Author is even more dope for writing chapters having 14k words. Hell be damned, thats something else I have to say.
I had totally forgotten that I even write my book once I started reading that book, so would totally recommend you guys to check that out.
Enjoy the rest of the chapter.
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Cassie's eyes flew open, meeting mine, a mix of shock and arousal swimming in them. "But... but you're already in, Boss," she stammered, her hips rolling involuntarily, trying to suck it all up.
I chuckled, "Oh, Cassie, this is just the head dipping in to say hello. We've got a long way to go before we're fully acquainted." I punctuated my words with another thrust, making her cry out as the rest of the monster entered the narrow depths.
Why does this feel so different? So much better than anything I've felt before?
Unknown to her, my dick had started to change, the texture morphing into tiny, soft bumps that stimulated her inner walls with each movement. Her pussy clenched around me, trying to adjust to the invasion and the strange, new sensations.
"Fuck, Cassie, you're taking it like a champ," I groaned, my hips moving deeper & harder. Her moans turned into screams—"Ahhh, fuck, fuck, oh my god!" Her nails dug deeper into my shoulders, her body moving in sync with mine.
Oh god, what is happening?.It feels so good. I should be stopping this, but I can't. I don't want to.
I leaned in, capturing one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it like a starved man. My tongue swirled around the hardened bud, my teeth grazing it lightly before giving it a sharp bite. Cassie cried out, her back arching, pressing her tit deeper into my mouth. My hand found her ass, kneading the firm flesh, my fingers dipping into the crack, teasing her tight little asshole intermittently.
"Oh god, oh god, mmmph, ah!" Cassie moaned, her body writhing on top of me, her pussy grinding against my cock. The wet squelching sounds of her arousal filled the room—schlick, schlick, schlick—a fucking filthy symphony that had my dick throbbing.
I could feel her getting close, her pussy clenching around me, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps. I sucked harder on her nipple, my hand moving faster, kneading her ass roughly. My finger pressed against her asshole, not quite entering, just teasing, just promising more.
And then, she was there. Her body tensed, her pussy clamped down on my cock like a vise, and she came with a scream. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, ahhh!" Her juices gushed out, coating my cock, dripping down onto my balls.
Splurt Splurt Splurt
It was a fucking flood, and I loved every second of it.
But I wasn't done with her yet. Not by a long shot.
I captured her mouth in a rough kiss, my tongue pushing past her lips, invading her mouth. My cock grew bigger inside her, the texture morphing into larger, harder bumps that rubbed against her inner walls, stimulating her in ways she'd never felt before. My hand squeezed her ass roughly, my fingers digging into the soft flesh, leaving marks that would remind her of this fuck for days to come.
My tongue grew longer, fucking her mouth like my cock was fucking her pussy. I could feel her trying to keep up, her tongue dancing with mine, but she was no match for my skill. I deepthroated her with my tongue, fucking her mouth roughly, making her gag and choke on it.
"Mmmph, gck, gck, gck," she gagged, her saliva dripping down her chin, mixing with the tears that streamed down her face. It was a fucking mess, and it was beautiful.
Her pussy clenched around me again, her body tensing as she neared her second orgasm. I reached between us, finding her clit and pinching it hard. That was all it took. She screamed into my mouth, her body convulsing as she came again, her teeth biting down on my tongue in her ecstasy.
I pulled back, my tongue bleeding slightly, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "You little minx," I growled, my voice low and dangerous. "You bit me. You know what that means, don't you?"
Cassie looked at me, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She shook her head, her body still trembling from her orgasm.
"It means you've been a naughty girl," I said, my hand rubbing her ass gently before pulling back and delivering a sharp smack. The sound echoed through the room—smack!—followed by Cassie's cry of surprise and pain.
"And naughty girls need to be punished," I continued, smacking her ass again, harder this time.
Smack!
"They need to be taught a lesson." Smack!
Cassie cried out with each smack, her body squirming, her pussy clenching around my cock. I could feel her getting wetter, her juices dripping out, coating my cock, my balls, the chair beneath us—sploosh, sploosh, sploosh.
"Please, please, I'm sorry," she begged, her voice hoarse from her screams. But I could see it in her eyes, the desire, the need. She wanted this. She craved it.
"Too late for sorry, Cassie," I said, my voice firm. "Now, take your punishment like a good girl."
And she did. She took every smack, every thrust, every bit of pain and pleasure I gave her. And with each one, she lost a little more of her inhibitions, a little more of her control. Until she was nothing more than a writhing, moaning, screaming mess of sensation, a fucking goddess in the throes of ecstasy.
"Come on, Cassie," I demanded, my voice low and rough. "Let me hear you. Let me hear how much you love my cock, how much you love your punishment."
"Mmm, fuck, love your cock? Hell yeah, I do!" she screamed, her body shaking like a leaf in a storm. The wet noises coming from her pussy were like a symphony of filth, a pornographic backing track that would make even the most seasoned porn star blush.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, her breath coming in ragged gasps that sounded like she was trying to inhale a hurricane. "Boss, oh fuck, it feels so damn good!" she moaned, her hips moving with the desperation of a woman possessed. It was like watching a wildcat shed its skin of modesty, revealing the fucking sex-crazed beast underneath.
"Your cock, oh goddamn, it's so big!" she cried out, unable to stop her tongue.
"It's stretching me out, filling every inch of me. Oh, fuck me, it's so damn good!" Her confession was like throwing a lit match into a pool of gasoline. I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her soft flesh like claws, driving her down onto my cock with every thrust.
The slap of our flesh against each other was obscene, a raw, primal rhythm that echoed through the room like a tribal drumbeat.
I groaned, feeling my own orgasm building like a storm on the horizon. But I wasn't about to pop just yet—not until I'd pushed her over the fucking edge.
"I fucking love it, Boss!" she screamed, her body trembling like a volcano about to blow. She was completely lost in the moment, her hips moving in a feral dance that was hotter than the fucking sun.
"I love how you're fucking me, how your cock is filling me up. Oh fuck, oh fuck, it's so damn good!" Her words were a aphrodisiac, pushing me closer and closer to the point of no return.
She threw her head back, her long hair cascading down her back like a golden fucking waterfall. Every last trace of inhibition was gone, replaced by a primal need that consumed her completely. "Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me harder, Boss. Give me more. I want to feel you deep inside me. Oh fuck, I'm so close! DON'T STOP!" Her voice was hoarse, her screams echoing through the room like a fucking banshee's wail.
Isn't she too eager?
I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock, her body tensing like a coiled spring ready to explode.
"Cum Cassie, Cum as hard as you can," I whispered in her ears, my fingers digging into her flesh like a predator sinking its claws into its prey. I pounded into her, my cock throbbing, my balls aching for release.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohgodohgodohgod..." Her voice was a desperate litany, a plea to the gods of fucking for release. And then, she was there. Her body tensed, her pussy clamped down on my cock like a fucking vice, and she let out a scream that was pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
"Oh fuck, I'm coming!" she cried out as her orgasm rippled through her like a fucking hurricane. She was completely lost in the moment, her body convulsing, her pussy contracting and relaxing as if milking my cock for all it was worth. It was like watching a fucking nuclear explosion, a force of nature that couldn't be contained.
"Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuuuuuuck..." Her voice was a ragged, desperate cry, a symphony of pleasure and pain. She was nothing more than a shivering, moaning mess, completely consumed by the intensity of her orgasm. It was fucking beautiful.
And then, it was my turn. As she hit the peak of her climax, I let loose, my own orgasm slamming into me like a goddamn freight train. I drove my cock deep inside her, intent on filling her with every last drop of my cum.
I spasmed, my body convulsing like I'd just grabbed a live wire. It was like riding a fucking lightning bolt, a surge of pleasure that threatened to blow the top of my goddamn head off.
But as the white-hot bliss began, I saw the panic spread across her face like wildfire.
"Oh god, Boss, not inside me! Please, ENGH!!!!" she cried, her eyes wide with desperation that turned into pleasure. It was like watching a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming train but having a orgasm so hard that it can't move.
Too late for that, sweetheart, I thought, as the last shudders of my orgasm rippled through me. Her pussy was still clenching around my dick like a velvet vise, milking every last drop from me. This was definitely going to make for an interesting performance review next time.
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