The Young Salesman

As his tongue and lips covered her breasts, Clarissa at first simply thought to watch him play with himself. But this was a man who had evidently done this before, and soon he had her writhing under his touch. She ran her hands along his body, and up to his face. She lifted her face towards the ceiling and cried out, not caring if there was anyone in the store or not.

“Yes, oh yes,” she barely breathed, pushing his head firmly against her. She spread her legs farther, and slid to the edge of the seat. She could feel the juices running a clear path down towards her ass, to the cushion below her. She didn’t care.

She pulled his face away from her tits, and cradling him, brought his lips towards hers. Whispering against him, she wrapped her legs around him, feeling the stiffness of his cock against her pussy.

“You’ve been very, very good, and now I am prepared to give you your reward. Ram your cock into my cunt and fuck me as hard as you can. And remember – you cannot cum until I say!”
 
That was going to be a most difficult task, to both fuck her hard, and not cum. I thrust hard into her to begin, and I could've sworn I killed her, her breath was taken out of her, she looked to the sky and closed her eyes shut with incredible intensity. I watched her as I slid out, more gently. Women had always had a love hate relationship with me sexually, I was really big, some had said too big, it was a shock, but apparently, there were certain benifits.

I began to stroke her clit as I worked her slowly, I pulled myself away from her body, so that only my prick was touching her. I looked at her wonderful figure, her breasts still coated in saliva, which was drying on her, it was a wonderfully erotic effect.

"Are you pleased with the service Ma'am?"

I said, in all sincerity, with no hint of jest, I was under her control, and had to please her. Meanwhile, I was working a solid, steady and stable rhythm. I could keep this up for a while.
 
Clarissa had seen his cock and was amazed at the size, but when he entered her, she truly felt his massive size. She wondered how he fit inside of her, but the pleasure of being stretched to the limit was entirely pleasurable.

She stroked his arms, and closed her eyes, concentrating on his movements within her, his hands on her body.

"Oh yes, I am very pleased with the service! Very pleased, indeed!"

She wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him towards her, and the battle ensued. He pulling away to keep pumping, she wanting to feel him even more deeply within her. She could feel her pussy being abused, but didn't care. She was being stretched to major capacity and she found she was loving it. Her puny husband could have his whores! This was something she had never before experienced!

Grasping his face between her hands, she brought his face to hers, her tongue delicately gliding along his lips, teasing him. She could feel and hear his breathing increase as his hips moved faster, harder.

Her clit was grinding against him, and she felt her body begin to tingle. She was so close to cumming, and she tried to grind her clit against him, wanting and needing to cum.

"Oh yes, I'm going to cum! Going to - "

As her body was suddenly engulfed in the throes of pleasure, she threw back her head and cried out her pleasure. She felt her body spasm and jerk, total pleasure consuming her.
 
As she convulsed over me, I grinded my teeth to stop from cumming myself. I saw her shiver and spasm all over the changeroom seat, the fabric darken heavenly by her juice, and the small cubicle smelt heavily of her scent. I pulled out of her slowly.

"Ma'am, I can't continue at the moment if you don't want me to cum."

I sat down, looking over her voluptuous body, her large breasts, her narrow waist and inviting ass. I turned away, trying to get rid of my erection. Trying to think gruesome thoughts and never look at her, but soon, I felt her breath on my neck, and that sultry, powerful voice...
 
Never before had a man made Clarissa cum that hard before. As she regained her breath, she was barely cognizant of the man who had helped to bring it about. As she became aware of her surroundings, she noticed the young man, in his torture, his cock large and looking about to explode.

She leaned forward, placing her hands on his shoulders, her lips next to his ear.

“You’ve been a very good salesman, and I think you are highly deserving of your reward. Fuck me – my pussy, my ass, I don’t care. Just fuck me and let me feel your body against mine, your cum filling me!”

Clarissa slid off of the seat, and sank to the floor. She turned on her knees and bent over the seat, feeling the fresh wetness of her own body, inhaling her own scent from the seat. She spread her legs wide, opening herself to the young salesman. She wiggled her ass invitingly, waiting with anticipation for his hand, his mouth, his cock to soothe her body.
 
I heard her breathless demand of me as she turned to face the wall. My cock was in a mix of ecstacy and torture, as I silently begged for a release. I saw her pussy, as it proudly faced me. Her clit swollen and pointing at me. Her lips thick, coated with a thin fur and drops of her juice. I stood up and hit her hard from behind. She screamed once more. I pushed her further and further into the wall, her breasts smashed against the seat.

I started to punp harder, my cock easily sliding in and out of her, slick and loose from my earlier assault on her cunt. I was finally going to get my release, I roared loudly, frustration at my forced constraints melting away.
 
His sudden slap caused a scream to escape Clarissa's lips and fill the small room. She was about to turn and deny him his pleasure for taking such a course of action, but suddenly he was inside of her and her mind could think of nothing else.

As he pumped into her with all the fury of a wild man, she found herself pinned and helpless. She had lost control of the situation, and she didn't give a damn. The feel of his cock within her was all she needed at the moment.

She ran her fingers down to her clit, and could feel her pussy push and pull with each thrust he made. She was attempting to return his thrusts, but his movements were animalistic and harsh. Her fingers found her clit and she began to rub hard at the slippery surface. She could feel herself slipping over the edge, beginning to feel the pleasure welling up within him.

"Oh yes, yes! That's it, fuck me!" She grunted and panted at the wall in front of her. "I'm going to cum - make me cum so hard!"

Already she could feel her body begin to tighten in anticipation of the orgasm about to sweep her body.
 
I grabbed her thighs and squeezed hard as my length continued to fill her. She screamed out something, but my mind had only one thing in mind, and she was barely coherant and out of breath. Her juice ran down her legs, as I continued to drain her of all energy.

Finally, after over an hours teasing, I came, my balls tightening as wave after wave sprayed into her, splashing against her womb. Her orgasm seemed to be embodied in a high pitched scream as I pulled out and sprayed the rest on her back, panting, out of breath.
 
For the first time in her life, Clarissa was getting fucked raw – and she was loving it! She felt the young salesman pound her cunt until she felt like raw meat. And still her groans wanted more. She heard him grunt, then felt him plunge into her, and Clarissa was thrown over the edge. Her orgasm was hard, overpowering. Her cries and moans filled the small cubicle as her nails dug into the set beneath her.

She felt him pull out of her. Felt the hot, stickiness of his lust spurt across her back and ass, and she smile through her pleasure. She wiggled and shook, hoping to entice him to a harder orgasm, and was almost disappointed when she felt the final drips hit her skin.

She stayed there for a moment, still wrapped up in what had just happened. Then she looked back over her shoulder at the young man who was breathing hard.

“That was nice, very nice. Now. Rub your cum into my skin, but be certain to leave some on your fingers for me to taste.”

As she felt his fingers on her ass, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of his hands on her body.
 
"Yes Ma'am" I said subserviantly as I smacked her ass once more, reaching over to my semen, boiling on her back. I ran my hand through some of it, held her by her hair, and ran my hand through it.

"Just so everyone knows." I smiled mischieviously.

I began to massage her back, rubbing her shoulders, she turned and began to lick at my fingers, as I ran my hands back to the semen reserve. I rubbed some in my hands like soap, and began to mix the saliva on her tits with my come. She was practically a walking DNA sample of me. I held them firmly in my hands, and began to massage them once more.
 
OOC : Sexychele and I have decided to end this perticular encounter in this thread, but it will continue with Coral Flame, :)

If any other women are interested, please PM me, :)

IC : At that moment, I heard the bell of the door ring with a new customer. I hurredly bundled my clothes up and headed for the office door, letting her fend for herself, as she did likewise.

I dressed myself quickly, washed and dried my hands, and went back out, the woman gone, and my boss walking in sporting a huge grin.

"How's the store been over the last hour and a half?"

"Um...pretty quiet." I responded with a knowing smile.

I thought that would be my only sexual encounter at work, but five months later...
 
Rachel

The office almost looking empty, if one didn't see the large leather chair rock slowly back and forth. Rachel sat, looking like a little girl lost in a day dream. She looked fragile, petite, most people didn't know what a shrewd business women she was just by looking at her, but they soon learned.

She could be seen most of the time, busy in her office, three phone lines going at once, making some business deal or going over the design plans for a new building. Today however, everyone was gone, she sat looking out at the world going by. she didn't have to hurry, she didn't have anyone to get home to.

For some unknown reason, though she hadn't thought about it for months, she began thinking about that man in the clothing shop, the way she reacted to him, how angry he had made her.

Really it wasn't him that had angered her, it was her own shyness, she couldn't understand, why she could handle all these people, this job, but be so clueless and nervous around men, sexually.

She had wanted to surprise him, get a reaction from him, grabbing him by the balls the way she did. Blushing, she remembers, only being horrified at herself and running out of the shop, pretending to remember a meeting that she had forgotten about.

Since then, she had been thinking about going back there, after all, it was the holiday season and she did have some shopping she needed to get done. Who is to say he even worked there, or remembered her anyway.

Her decision made, Rachel hopped out of her chair, walked into the bathroom, attached to her office. She pulls her hair free of the twist she had it in. Fluffing it a bit, then reapplied her lip gloss. Staring at the woman in the mirror, gave her most confident look, she flicked off the light and grabbed her purse.

She walked by security, unaware of the guards as they turn to stare at her, the petiite red head with her wild hair, icy green eyes and full round ass wiggling by their desk. Her 3 inch heels click on the marble floor as she exited the building.
 
OOC : Sorry for the delay

As I saw her enter, my body originally froze with fear, my eyes darting around the rather full store. However all the customers appeared to fade into obscurity as she entered. My mind flashed back to our close encounter some five months before. Her bright red hair glowed with health, her lips were still full and inviting. She was as beautiful as last I saw her.

I slinked across the room, watching her as I moved. She too seemed to have her eyes peeled, looking for me, and that was undoubtably why she was here, for me. Exactly what she had in store for me was less certain.

With my eyes still fixed on her, I slowly walked back into the office. Just as I was about to close the door behind me, we made eye contact. As I slammed the door closed, I was out of breath, terrified at what would happen in this full store, my boss out on the floor, no doubt would approach her soon, what would she say?
 
Rachel enters the shop, looking around, it appears to be a healthy business, not as quite as the last time she had been here. Glancing around, she tried to see if "HE" was working, but she couldn't find him.

"Oh well, not really sure what I would have done anyway", she murmurs to herself. "Maybe it would be best if I pretended nothing happened at all."

She strolls around the shop, looking for holiday gift ideas, trying to put the whole thing out of her mind, when, she sees him. He looks her way and closes the door to the office. Rachel is rooted to the spot, her body reacting to just the quick glance.

Now what? she wonders
 
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