Sitting at the desk was just the kind of man CJ liked to break to her will. Cody was merely the latest in what was a long string of men that she had turned, for all intents and purposes, into her personnel property. She was attracted by strong men, the kind used to getting their own way. She got her kicks from reshaping their worlds so that her pleasure became the most important thing in their lives. Cody was a great screw, she was a bit of a size queen after all, but she was thoroughly in control and so didn’t find it as exciting any more.
In front of her though was a muscular young stud who was already eyeing her up, planning on fucking her six ways from Sunday if she was any judge of the slightly glazed expression on his face. CJ walked into the room slowly to let him appreciate the view. She bent forward to drag a chair out and crossed her legs. She could almost hear him gulp as he got an amazing view of her incredible cleavage.
The next few minutes of the interview CJ toyed with him, re-crossing her legs or leaning forward when he was speaking and delighting in his reaction as he occasionally forgot what he was saying. She trailed a pen across her lips, nibbling the top slightly, sometimes taking it into her mouth and sucking it momentarily as if she was thinking.
For Drake the interview was like torture. Not that he would have stopped it for the world. The hot blonde in front of him was like something out of a wet dream and he’d already decided that whatever happened he had to have her. He wished his cock could experience what her pen was experiencing. His exceptionally hard cock was actually the reason he was so confident with women, while few were able to take his entire length it gave him enormous assurance to know that his cock was in all likely hood the biggest they’d ever come across. His entire twelve inches was hard now and he suspected that this bimbo in front of him might be teasing him deliberately to get just that effect. He was going to enjoy pounding that hidden smirk out her, turning her into just a willing slave to his cock.
Then the opportunity they were both waiting for arrived, in reference to the physical fitness required CJ made a passing comment about muscle strength. Drake smiled and flexed his biceps, assuring her that he’d have no problems. She smiled back devilishly and asked to feel his muscle tone. Reaching over she traced his arm with her long manicured fingernails, pink, the same colour as her lipstick. They were looking directly at each other now and CJ asked huskily if his other muscles were as big as his bicep, she put a certain emphasis on the word big which could leave no one in doubt as to what she meant. In response Drake stood up slowly, the bulge in his shorts was obvious, stretching the material tight across the outline of his rigid member.
Without a word CJ’s hand drifted down over his body and came to rest on his trunks. She allowed one eyebrow to lift slightly.
“Is that as big as I think it is Drake?” she drawled.
“Why don’t you find out?” he responded hoarsely.
CJ found the zipper in his trunks and pulled it down. He wore nothing underneath so his entire twelve inches jumped out, pressing into her toned abs and she gasped in delight.
“My oh my,” she continued with a wicked grin as both of her hands came down to grip him, her eyes never leaving his face, “This muscle is feeling a little strained, why don’t you let CJ relieve it for you?”
Drake could only grunt in response as she began to pull on him firmly. He watched in wonder as the blonde babe in front of him dropped slowly down and took the head of his cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around him and then seemed to devour his cock, her face moved back and forwards over his meat like a piston, he could feel himself go deeper each time while all the while her hands continued to jerk him steadily. He let his hands come to rest in her hair, going backwards and forwards with her motion and looked down. He could see where the magnificent swell of her tits were pressing against his thighs and had to close his eyes briefly in sheer pleasure at the things this busty beauty was able to do to his cock.
CJ brought him right to the edge of release before slowing down, as he neared climax a second time she gripped him tightly with her hands and stopped him from coming again. Drake moaned, desperate to come inside her sultry blowjob lips. She removed his cock from her mouth slowly, still tugging on it with her hands as she looked up.
“Does this poor little cock want to come?” she said with an evil smirk.
“Oh please,” Drake begged, “I need to come so badly, let me come in your mouth CJ, please.”
“You have to earn that,” said CJ shaking her head from side to side, “but if you ask real nice I’ll let you come all over my face.”
Drake nearly came again at the thought of spraying his thick ropes of cum all over CJ, from a pearl necklace around her neck to her blowjob lips, around her dark sexy eyes and into her long blonde tresses, and stammered out “Pl…please, I’m begging you CJ, let me come.”
Once he’d used that magic word ‘begging’ CJ rewarded him. He could feel her long nails as she began to pump the length of his cock, milking him hard and fast. Looking down Drake could see a smear of pink lipstick on his cock, from right at the case to the tip. That was the last straw and he felt his knees went weak as he came, shooting out thick blasts of cum all over CJ’s face again and again. Some landed in her hair, the rest splashed liberally over her face and neck, coating parts of her make-up with his creamy white seed.
He collapsed back onto his chair but his cock remained rigidly stiff. CJ smiled through the cum and let her tongue run slowly around her lips, tasting his semen.
“What a lot of spunk you had,” she said, smiling as her words caused his cock to twitch, “much more then my boyfriend has, I think he must be milked out. Lucky for me I’ve got a new source now.”
Drake blinked, this bimbo had a boyfriend? Obviously wasn’t up to much if she’s so eager to make other men come he thought to himself. “I think I’ll need to have a talk with him,” he said out loud, “and explain how things are now.”
CJ smiled up at her new toy, she loved how they tried to assert control in the beginning, “I think that might be for best, he might not like to hear that I’ve found a better cock.”
“So,” said Drake, pulling her off her knees and onto his lap, “what’s next?”
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