The Office Slave (Erotic - Red Hot Fantasies) (4 page)

"Now it’s time for someone to fuck you."

Her heart thundered in her chest as she
thought about his big cock filling her. Big hands wrapped around
her waist and guided her to the table. She leaned forward, her
hands resting on the tabletop. But it was Granger, not Slade, who
stepped behind her. She felt his hard flesh glide between her
thighs, then slide forward and back, stroking her slick slit.

"Oh, yeah. So hot and wet." He grasped his
cock and positioned it, then slid inside her. He was about the same
size as Neil, fitting nicely. After a few short strokes, he slipped
out. Then she felt him against her back opening.

She held her breath as he pressed against
it. She relaxed her muscles as he entered her, slowly, moving
deeper and deeper. Soon he was all the way in, his groin pressed
tight against her. He wrapped his hands around her waist and as one
they turned around until she faced the others, Granger leaning
against the table still embedded inside her. He lifted her knees,
opening her to the men.

Mike stepped forward and smiled. "Nice
view." He grasped his cock and pressed it to her slit, then glided
inside.

Oh, man, she had two big cocks inside her.
She sighed as Mike cupped her face and kissed her, his tongue
swirling inside her mouth. Then he drove deep. She moaned at the
intense sensations of the two cocks inside her. She wrapped her
legs around Mike’s waist as he began to move in a steady rhythm,
filling her over and over, while Granger’s cock slid in and out of
her back passage at the same time. They thrust again and again as
wild sensations spiraled through her. She felt dizzy with pleasure.
Building. Higher and higher. Until it erupted into an intense
orgasm.

She moaned as they kept filling her, then
first one then the other groaned their release. The three of them
collapsed together, sandwiching her between their two muscular,
masculine bodies.

After a moment, Mike stepped back. Granger
steadied her on her feet, his cock slipping away as she stood.

"My turn." Neil turned her to face the table
again. As she braced her hands on the edge, his hard cock drove
into her slick slit. He wrapped his arms around her waist and
pulled her tight to his body, then started to thrust. His fingers
found her clit and he toyed with it as he drove into her with
exuberance. She clung to his forearms as bliss pulsed through
her.

It was so fast and furious. And
exciting!

"Oh, yeah." He tensed as he continued
driving into her, then she felt hot liquid filling her.

"Oh, God, yes!" She arched her back as she
exploded in yet another orgasm.

His lips grazed her neck, nuzzling along the
side as her breathing calmed. He kissed her ear, then eased
back.

She turned and leaned back against the
table. Mike handed her a bottle of cold water and she twisted off
the lid as she watched Neil and Granger drift out of the meeting
room. She sipped as Mike nodded then followed them out, her
heartbeat slowly returning to normal.

Her gaze locked with Slade, the only man
here who hadn’t fucked her yet. And the only man still in the room.
Her heartbeat began to race again as she thought of him pushing
that big monster of his into her. She glanced at the bulge in his
pants. At some point, he’d tucked it away again.

He smiled as he noticed the direction of her
gaze.

"Follow me." He turned and walked to the
door.

She obeyed. Once he left the room, instead
of turning left to return to the offices, he turned right, then led
her down the short hallway to an exit at the end.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

He pushed open the door, ignoring her
question.

Oh, God, she was totally naked. She couldn’t
walk into a public area this way. She hesitated.

"Come here, slave."

She trembled in excitement when he called
her slave, and responded to the no nonsense tone of his voice
immediately. She stepped toward the doorway and peered through
it.

She sighed as she realized it was some kind
of storage area, or maybe loading dock, with the concrete floors
and utility-style lighting. Then she noticed the motorcycle, every
bit as big as the one she’d seen him getting off this morning,
standing a couple of yards from one wall.

"That’s what I love about this office space.
It gives me a place to store my second bike."

"It’s nice." She didn’t know much about
motorcycles, but this one was black and sleek and had flames
painted along the sides.

He nodded toward the bike and she walked to
it. She could feel him behind her, big and masculine. Close.

She was alone in this garage-like space with
a big, bad boy biker. And she was his slave. Her insides quivered
at the thought. She stopped in front of the big machine and stroked
the black, leather seat, then turned to face him.

"I saw you watching me when I arrived this
morning, and got the impression you liked the idea of being with a
biker."

At thoughts of this big biker with his huge
cock filling her, all she could manage was a nod.

His gaze locked on hers and he grabbed the
hem of his T-shirt and tugged it over his head, then tossed it
aside. Her gaze locked on his broad chest and chiseled abs.

"Even a slave deserves a treat
sometimes."

His fingers worked at the belt on his jeans,
then he unzipped and let them drop to the floor. His big cock
stretched his black briefs to the limit, and she could tell he
wasn’t even at full length yet.

He stepped toward her and grabbed her hand,
then she found herself crushed against his steel-hard chest, his
arms around her, his lips capturing hers. They were hard and
demanding as his tongue glided inside and possessed her mouth. He
lifted her onto the bike, sitting her sideways and he kissed down
her neck as his hands found her breasts and cupped them. He leaned
down and licked her nipple, sending tingles through her, then he
sucked. She clung to his head, pulling him close as she moaned.

He drew back and pressed her knees wide,
then leaned down and licked her clit. His tongue dove forward,
teasing the sensitive nub. Heat washed through her. He licked and
sucked, driving her pleasure higher, while she threaded her fingers
through his wavy hair.

Then he stepped back and she moaned in
frustration.

He smiled and pushed his briefs to the
floor, revealing his thick, and fully revived, cock.

"I want you to suck me."

She slipped from the bike and crouched
before him, then wrapped both hands around his big rod. She stroked
up and down, then drew his huge cock to her mouth and swallowed the
head. She couldn’t take him as deep as she’d like, but she
continued to stroke the hot, thick shaft as she sucked. His fingers
coiled in her hair and he kept moving her head up and down, forcing
his cock in and out of her mouth, but not enough to overwhelm her.
She followed the rhythm.

"That’s right. Just like that."

His cock twitched in her grip. She slid one
hand under his balls and stroked, then cupped them in her palm.
They tightened as she sucked faster, and his breathing
increased.

"Stop."

At his sharp word, she pulled back, staring
at him with wide eyes. Did this man never want to come?

But the intensity of his charcoal eyes
burned through her and he grasped her shoulders and tugged her to
her feet. His mouth latched onto hers and he drove his tongue in
hard, then thrust it in and out. She felt herself propelled around
then lifted onto the bike, her back to the handlebars, her thighs
spread apart by the big machine between her legs. He mounted the
bike, staring at her glistening flesh,

He leaned back in the seat and drew her
closer. His hot, hard shaft brushed against her thigh, then he
dragged the head over her wet, aching flesh.

"Ohhhh, please. I want you inside me so
bad."

He groaned and pressed his cock to her
opening, then pushed forward. His cock-head stretched her as it
pressed inside. It was so thick she was afraid it wouldn’t fit, but
he eased forward and it disappeared inside.

"Oh, God, yes." The words came out in short
squeaks, as his cock slowly filled her. "You’re so big."

He continued forward, pushing into her. She
gasped as his incredibly thick shaft filled her, stretching her
flesh like she’d never been stretched before. And his length seemed
to go on forever. Deeper and deeper.

Finally, he seemed to be all the way in, but
then cupped her ass and lifted her onto him, allowing his cock to
go even deeper. She moaned.

He lifted her up and down, his cock moving
within her. Slowly and steadily.

"Oh… that’s… so… good." She wanted to swoon
with the pleasure. She squeezed him.

"Fuck, you’re going to end it too soon."

Soon?
The man had held off for hours
of foreplay, never once coming. How could he claim this was too
soon?

She groaned as he pulled her from his cock
and set her on the seat. She reached for his cock, but he shook his
head.

"Turn around and face the front of the
bike."

She twisted around until her back was to
him.

"Now lean forward and lift that pretty ass
of yours."

When she dropped forward, her bare breasts
brushed against cold metal. She grabbed the handles and pushed
herself up, her feet finding purchase as she straightened her legs,
lifting her butt as directed.

"Perfect." He stroked her ass, then his
fingers found her slick flesh and pressed into her.

As he stroked her passage, she knew she
could come on the spot, but she held back, longing for the feel of
his big cock inside her again.

Then she felt it. His hard cock-head
brushing her hot flesh.

"Now I’m going to fuck you. And you will
come when I tell you to. Do you understand?"

She nodded. Then he grasped her hips and
pulled her tight to him, his cock thrusting into her.

"Oh, yes." She squeezed him, loving the feel
of his thick, steel-hard shaft buried deep inside her passage.

He cupped her breasts as he pivoted his hips
forward and back, forward and back, filling her with thick hard
cock again and again. She squeezed him, feeling the pleasure rise
within her. He tweaked her nipples and she moaned, then he pulled
her tight against him, squeezing her breasts as his cock drove
deep.

"Oh, yes. I’m so close." Her breathing was
erratic.

"Fuck this. I want to see your face."

He dragged her from the bike, his cock
slipping from her again. She felt lightheaded as he turned her to
face him and backed her up until she felt the cold, hard wall
behind her.

"God, I want to fuck you so bad." His
muscular body crushed her against the hard surface as he thrust his
tongue into her mouth, drove deep several times, then nuzzled her
neck.

"Oh, please." She wanted his big cock inside
her so bad.

"Tell me you want it." His charcoal gaze
burned into her.

"I want you to fuck me," she said
breathlessly.

"Shit, yeah."

He drove into her, impaling her in one
thrust. She moaned as pleasure jolted through her.

"Please make me come," she begged as he
drove deep again.

"Not until I say."

He drilled into her, driving her pleasure
higher. She clung to his shoulders, fending off the impending
explosion of bliss, but barely.

"I can’t." Her nails dug into his back as he
drove deep again. "I’m so close."

He thrust again and again, and she felt
herself slipping over the edge. He tensed against her.

"Now. Come right now," he commanded.

Heat encompassed her as his body continued
to pound into her. He groaned and his big cock erupted inside her,
flooding her with hot liquid.

"Oh… oh, God," she cried. Joy blasted
through her, sending her to heaven as she wailed long and loud.
"Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah." Then she wailed as her pleasure
reached a pinnacle, her senses fluttering wildly, as her body
exploded in ecstasy.

He held her tight to his body as she gasped
for air, then she collapsed against his solid chest. She sucked in
a big breath of air.

"Oh, my God, that was… incredible."

He smiled, then kissed her. "You talk as if
it’s done."

Her eyes widened as he thrust again. Still
so close, she felt the pleasure shoot through her again, until she
was wailing in another orgasm as his cock drilled into her, her
head spinning.

He slowed as the wave of pleasure ebbed,
until finally they were simply facing each other.

"Do you have a license for that thing?" she
asked.

"The motorcycle?"

She grinned. "That’s not the big,
intimidating symbol of manhood I was thinking of."

He laughed, his charcoal eyes glittering.
"Sylvia, you are delightful."

"Sylvia? I thought I was slave?"

"The agreement was for four hours and,"—his
head nodded toward a clock hanging on the wall—"that’s over
now."

"Oh." Feeling a little crestfallen, she drew
back, but he didn’t release her from his embrace.

"Wait, I wasn’t saying I didn’t want this to
continue. I just didn’t want to take advantage."

Her lips turned up in a smile and she kissed
him.

"That’s okay. I don’t mind if you
take
advantage
a little longer." Not that she thought either of them
had the energy to make love again, but she loved being in his arms
like this.

He seemed to understand that and he cuddled
her close to him.

* * *

Once she was cleaned up and dressed again,
she stepped into the open area of the office to see all four men
waiting for her.

She smiled. "Thank you." She felt a little
tongue-tied, and even a little shy. She’d just acted out her most
intimate fantasy with these men, but now that it was back to real
life it felt… awkward.