Misconduct in speech, misconduct - IV

Misconduct in speech, misconduct - IV
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Monica was already smiling when she bumped into me in the corridors of the company. She had a beautiful smile. She lowered her head slightly as a sign of a little embarrassment, which made her smile provocative.
My only concern now was to think about what I could do with my slave. I was completely in love, but I had her in my hands and that gave me the power to fulfill any fantasy I had. Everything was allowed and that made me anxious. I needed money because that would give wings to my imagination.
I was a few days away from leaving work and going with her to my house or to her apartment, and we made very hot love, because Monica was spectacular in bed, but there was more to it.
I sat down across the table from my brunette and I said to her:
- We need to talk about the financial part of my silence.
You're not satisfied, you want to spoil our bid?
No, I want to spice up our pitch.
- Okay, when do you want it?
- I only want R$10,000.
I offered you $50,000 the other day and you didn't take it.
I just need that amount, and there'll be plenty left over.
Deposit in your account.
I'm in love with you, but I'm still holding the cards, and I'm not getting dull with pleasure.
She just smiled.
The next day she came to my house with the money I asked for, and she was beautiful, in a moose dress, the way I love it, blue this time, and she was all in, and I thought I could make a little joke, and I poured all the money on the bed, and she threw herself on top of it, laughing a lot.
- I never thought I'd be so happy to be extorted.
- It's time for you to be stocked!
We made very hot love, she sucked me like she always did, leading me to beg her to stop, risking mockery before she started fucking that monument. She stopped and I asked her to stand on all fours with her legs wide open, on the edge of the bed. I pushed her head until I put her face on the bed and with her like that, completely up and open, I started sucking her delicious little pussy. Kneeling on the floor, I had the freedom to suck that entire deliciousness. I sucked from the grate to the butt, and there she was, drooling and playing with her little button still untouched.
- I'm crazy to fuck that ass of yours, baby.
- You're out of your mind!
- I'm gonna fuck him, Monica, not today, and not for blackmail, you're gonna beg me to fuck your ass, you're gonna dream that you're screaming with my dick tearing you apart.
- Keep dreaming about it.
Monica left and I collected the money. After three days I told her that I had a surprise. That the next day she would come beautiful, seductive. I gave her an address of a beauty clinic that did special hair removal and told her that she had to shave everything, not to leave a hair on the butt and butt. She laughed:
I'm going to die of shame in this clinic, but I'm going to make it.
I smiled and complimented her:
I hope you like the surprise because it cost me $5,000.
The other day she was more beautiful than I had imagined. I think the phrase "Surprise cost me R$ 5,000.00" left her well stimulated. The curly hair had longer curls, almost smooth and with a different shine, she was made up in a soft way and wore a yellow dress almost white, really beautiful and translucent. She had a lining, you couldn't see anything, but it implied a transparency that won everyone's praise that morning. I myself was the first:
You surprise me all the time, and I try not to be surprised, but it's impossible.
When the case was over, we left together with the usual discretion.
I went with her to her house, which left her a little disappointed, but soon that impression passed, because I told her to put the car away, because she wouldn't come home.
She left the car in the garage and came toward me, and I opened the door for her and gave her a tender kiss, not to tarnish her perfect makeup.
I went to a beautiful restaurant by the sea, and I ordered a bottle of champagne, and she was breathing happiness, and I asked for the bill, and I said to her with a smile,
- It's time for the surprise.
Do you have any more?
- You have no idea how much more.
I felt her apprehension, but she trusted that I would not spoil a night like that, and thinking aloud confided to me:
- To tell you the truth, I don't think there's anything you do to me, no matter how perverted, that I won't love.
There's people waiting for us.
What was I planning?
This guy's crazy, he thought.
We went to a marina, and it looked all dazzled. We went to a pier where there was waiting for us a large boat, about 50 feet. All lit up and with a large and handsome man, dressed in white, sailor's clothing with his arms crossed to the shore, welcoming us on the boarding ramp.
Inside the boat was another man, with the same biotype as the one who welcomed us on the ramp and the same clothes, and we were invited to sit at a nice table with a bottle of champagne freezing in a bucket of ice, and we drank some more, and she was very happy, and I asked her to stand up and walk over to me.
I'm embarrassed, the men are here.
They're here to serve you, just to serve you in whatever you want.
Monica got up, moved away slowly and spun sensuously, lifted part of her dress showing her thighs, which she knows drives me crazy, posed, she was beautiful and seductive.
- Are you shaved, like I told you?
- What?! The boys are here!
- Is it waxed?
She smiled embarrassed at the presence of the men.
- Take off your panties and play for me.
She looked at me in amazement, but saw again my hard look at her. She felt that I was ordering, not asking.
He awkwardly pulled off his underwear and threw it at me, avoiding the eyes of the sailors.
If there's anything you don't need, it's them.
She pulled it out from underneath her dress, and threw me the intimate piece.
- Lift your dress a little.
She got up.
- More than that.
She lifted very little. I looked again with confidence at who is in charge. She lifted more. She was head down, for she was very close to appearing more than her thighs.
- More, I want to see if it's as I ordered.
- No, are you crazy?
Don't spoil what I've lovingly prepared for you.
She lifted it up to her waist and the fake sailors went crazy at that moment.
- Isn't she beautiful, boys?
One shot. "Perfect", said the other.
- Let that dress fall on the floor, Monica, I want them to see you whole, I want them to see how beautiful you are.
Monica was dying of shame, but I stood up and encouraged her to continue:
- You're beautiful. They were hired by me. They know everything I'm going to do to you. They're nothing. I have the power. You're my wife. They only do what I tell them to do what you tell them to do. Relax and play with these dolls of ours. They're yours.
She dropped her dress and with a sensual smile paraded in front of both of us, looking into my glowing eyes.
- Boys, show my wife how horny you are, show her now.
The two of them put their sticks out and were hard as stone, fucked up with a hard-on for Monica's perfect body, and she was scared and didn't know what to do.
Hold on, baby, see if you're really beautiful, see if they're as hard as you thought they'd be with the view of your body.
Monica was curious to feel the hardness of the sticks, which, as I had said, demonstrated how much she was wanted, how beautiful she was.
- You're beautiful, I bet they're as hard as you imagined.
Monica took the false sailors' sticks and smiled with satisfaction, for they were very hard and pulsated in her hands.
- They're saying I'm beautiful, baby, they're pulsing in my hands so hard.
When she turned around, I was already in my robe, sitting in a chair.
- How long will they hold out, darling?
I don't know, can I test them?
Take off your clothes, boys, she wants to play.
The men were naked and had perfect bodies, completely healed. Monica disguised herself, but went crazy. She passed her hand over her chest, shaved and oily, passed her hand over her buttocks touched the head of the sticks with her fingers to feel if they were wet at the tips. She really wanted to know how much she was being desired.
I, in my chair, decided to start the real surprise:
I want to see you fuck both of them.
- Are you nuts?
I'm crazy to see you fuck those two men in front of me.
She was confused and again I went to her and very affectionately smiled and whispered in her ear:
I'm not filming today, I swear, I just want to go to the limit with you, your limit or my limit, it's just the two of us, they're nothing, they're just puppets for you to use to drive me crazy, when you're fucking, just ask them to go, they'll go, now do it for me.
Monica awkwardly turned to the boys. She didn't know what to do and they knew it, they felt that Monica had never done that. I shook my head and they understood that it was time to start. Monica already wanted to, she just didn't know how to start.
The men began to circle my little slave. They touched her, arms, hair. She closed her eyes and I sat less than two meters away smiling at her, approving of everything. Monica smiled back, had again entered the mood. I winked at the men and that was the green light. They began to suck her all over the body, necks, breasts, waist. The four hands covered Monica's body and she just relaxed. The men made her a sandwich filling, putting their sticks between her thighs, one behind and the other in front. Monica was already bouncing between the two, with the same grace as she bouncing to me. She was dancing her sexual dance, the dance that denounced her already hot and wet pussy. The man behind Monica was scaring her at once, but not by sucking, while she was giving Monica excitement, and he realized for the first time that she was already enjoying it: Nope, the machine was a huge fucking machine, and for the second time, he didn't know that Monica was a professional.
- I'm going to fuck you, fuck me hard, fuck you!
From nearby I saw how she, even though it was the first time, behaved in an orgy with two unknown men. The few times that she took the false sailor's stick out of her mouth to provoke me with some naughty phrase, this phrase was interrupted by the strong breathing, the result of the enormous pleasure she was feeling. Monica had one orgasm after another.
What a delightful surprise, what a wonderful experience.
A sailor pounded furiously, in a long back-and-forth, by the size of his advantageous dick. In the mouth, Monica suffocated with another huge dick. The men took turns when they were close to orgasm, extending the fuck to the maximum. Monica already asked to stop, she no longer had strength, so many orgasms enjoyed. Exhausted and satisfied, even with all the pleasure she was still enjoying, it became a torture so much pleasure without rest. Monica begged me:
- Enough, I want to fuck you, I can't stand this sexual slaughter anymore.
- I want your ass.
- No, I won't!
- Then have fun with our toys or ask them to leave.
I want to be fucked by you from the first moment we got here.
I only want to fuck you today if you're gonna tear that little squid out of your ass.
Monica was exhausted and delighted by the sensational experience I had given her, and she called me quietly and said to me,
- Fuck my cousin then, love, fuck whatever you want, just don't leave me without feeling you tonight.
The men put Monica on her back, legs spread, leaning against the side of the boat.
- Look here, look back, 'cause that show was rehearsed, I knew I'd get my ass kicked today!
She laughed, an exhausted laugh:
Every day I realize that I'm more dominated...
In a pornographic choreography the first to enjoy Monica's delicious bundle was spreading pussy on his butt, preparing that virgin bundle for me. The other followed the same ritual, sticking his fingers licked with pussy, leaving Monica's butt completely lubricated and licked. The men held Monica firmly and opened a butt to each side. They caressed my slave girl's little cricket a lot, leaving her ecstatic with the scene that maybe dreamed, but never thought to be realized.
- Can I come in now, my boner?
- Now and always, and however you want, and wherever you want, fuck me, but give me pleasure, tear me even, but make me laugh.
I pushed while Monica tried to give up, the men helped me, held her firmly and caressed her in their kisses, and I entered completely into my beloved slave and, as always, provoked:
I loved taking out your pussy, now I want your ass full of milk.
- Fuck me, fuck me before I give up, it hurts so much!
I started to move, and Monica was desperate, because no matter how lubricated and prepared I am, the first anal is always torture.
I'm not putting up with you, enjoy it, please!
I wanted to have fun, I didn't want to traumatize my lovely brunette.
You're having fun, you're having fun in your little ass!
Monica bit her hands to deal with the pain and rolled on my dick.
- Forgive me, love, I didn't mean it to be so bad.
I would have left you my ass with a knife if it was the price for that night.
We kissed as the sailors retreated to the cabin to prepare to leave and receive their pay for their well-done service.
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