EROTICA: Dirty Danielle – “Give Me That Cock Or You Will Get Fired”

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My mother hired a new sales boy. He was young, probably in his late teens. My mum loved him because he was hardworking and very punctual. I liked him for a whole set of different reasons.

I started spending more time at my mother’s wine shop since she hired him. She probably thought I was becoming a more responsible lady due to the how often I was always in her store. I helped out way more frequently than I normally did just so I could get a few couple hours with Matt, the new guy.

He was so innocent, sweet and always willing to impress me. I spent most of my time teasing him by touching him and even putting my hand on his crotch sometimes. I believed he enjoyed that although he pretended not to. One time, I grabbed his cock through his trousers and despite his shriek of protest, I felt his dick harden in my hand for a second. I knew that no matter how hard he tried to pretend, he will give that dick up whenever I asked.

One afternoon, I was in the store with Matt. I bought us both lunch so we sat face to face on stools, eating together. My knees touched his and I let my toes rub against his ankle up to his calf. I smiled when I caught him looking towards my chest and shifting uncomfortably. I was sure I gave him a lot to look at. I was putting on a light blue chiffon blouse which meant my bra was very visible through the fabric.

I kept teasing him this way until we finished eating, When we were done, I drew closer to him and straddled him, my hips moving seductively against his thighs.

He tried to push me off, saying he was not interested but his obvious erection told a different story.

“How could you not want this?” I asked him, still moving my hips against him.

“It is wrong, Danielle. I don’t want to do this with you. You are madam’s daughter.”

“So?” I asked again, still rubbing against him. His erection was already poking me, making me really turned on.

“I don’t want trouble, please.” He pleaded. For one second I considered the fact that he could mean it but how could he be so hard if he did not want it.

When I climbed down from him, he breathed a sigh of relief assuming I had let go. I quickly walked to the door and shut it, locking it behind me.

He watched me as I closed the windows too, giving us privacy.

Once I was sure no one could see, I took off my blouse, bra and jeans. I was standing before him in just my thongs which were already damp with desire. I walked slowly towards him.

“Please,” he said again, trying to avoid my eyes.

I bent over to where he sat on the stool and brought my lips to meet his. His lips protested as I tried to kiss him. The fact that he was pushing me away turned me on even more.

“Okay, no more games,” I said, very sternly. “I want to fuck you. You are going to let me or I assure you, you will not have this job for long.”

His eyes contained a little fear as he looked at me. I spared him one more quick glance before unbuttoning his trousers. I pushed down the band of his boxers to see his hard cock.

I wrapped my hand around it, eliciting a groan from him. I smiled to myself, who can say no to an available pussy.

I pulled down my own panties and went back to straddling him. I moved down on him, causing his dick to enter me.  I grabbed his hands and brought it to rest on my boobs. Reluctantly he began to stroke and squeeze my tits.

“Harder,” I moaned to him. “Suck on my nipples.”

I was glad when he obeyed me. I closed my eyes as soon as I felt his mouth on my hard nipples. I began to fuck his cock in a rhythm that worked for me. I rocked his cock inside me so I could feel the head hit my sweet spot. I was moaning even louder, sweat dripping down my body as I fucked his cock.

I brought one of his hand down between us to rest on my cunt.

“Rub that pussy,” I ordered him.

He did, slowly at first, but as I began to buck hard against his hand, he went harder. We continued this way until I gripped his shoulder and reached my climax.

When I felt satisfied, I told him, “You can cum now. I want to feel you cum.”

He said nothing but began panting even harder as I fucked him. I pushed my pussy up so the tip was at the entrance of my cock then slammed down hard so he hit my cervix. He groaned when I did this so I did it again and again until his grip on my waist became tighter and he began to quiver as he released.

As soon as he was done, I stepped down from him. I wore my clothes and made sure he was covered before I opened up the store again.

I sat across from him again.

“I enjoyed that, you know. I am sure you did too.”

He smiled shyly.

“I want us to do this again. We can meet somewhere else. I want to fuck you again.” I said.

“Okay. On one condition.”

“What?”

“You tell your  mother to increase my salary.”

I laughed. “You are getting bolder, huh? Fine. If I make that happen, you would fuck me whenever and wherever I want?”

“Definitely.”

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Lola Phillips

Lola Phillips

Lola embraces her sexuality and she wants others to too. She enjoys sex and she enjoys writing but her biggest weakness is Cake. Instagram: @freakylollie

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