An Intern Tale

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Melanie stared at me, full of lust. I could not resist and pulled her in for a kiss. Our tongue entwined, trying to tongue-fuck each other. I had been waiting for this for so long. We may be best pals, but there’s always this sexual tension and I lost count of the number of times I jacked off to her. Within seconds, I lost all of my costumes, barefooted, only my boxer briefs were remained.

Pulling her so close, I felt her breasts through her top, felt her nipples got hard and turned on in anticipation of what’s to happen. She hurriedly threw away her headdress. My penis was about to pop out through my boxers, I could not resist grinding it against her thong, drawing out a seductive moan from her. We were slowly but surely making our way away from the living room to somewhere more quiet. I squeezed her breasts softly, slipping my hand past her thong and rubbed her clit slowly. The familiar jasmine perfume, back when we made out in the office, mixed with her womanly scent of arousal turned me on immensely.

“You smell… So… Fucking… Good.”

“Ummmm… Shut up and kiss me.”

I resumed kissing her, with more fervor. I felt a hand slip beneath my boxers and stroking my penis. Melanie was jerking me off while leading us into one of the bedrooms. I felt another hand clasped my manhood, it was Amelia. Hugging me from behind, she licked my ear once.

“I am still here, you know.”

Breaking up my passionate kiss with Melanie, I grunted at the sight of the two ladies stroking me.

“Shit.”



I was so fucking turned out, I wanted to bend either one over and fuck them till I came. The first threesome of what could possibly be many more.

Stroking my penis, Melanie opened a door and led me in, tugging away at my tool. I was making out with Amelia, who seemed to misplace her bikini and was completely naked. It was difficult trying to move and foreplay with two girls at the same time. But I did my best. Slipping past her thong, I ran my hand along Melanie‘s smooth butt, while the other was exploring Amelia’s ample bosom. They both had their hands on my penis, working overtime and covered with precum.

Pushing me down onto the bed, I laid back while Melanie crawled up to me like a seductive succubus about to pounce. Taking a pair of handcuffs, Amelia cuffed my hands to the headboard. Melanie seductively leaned in, close to my penis and softly kissed it through my boxers which was soaked. Amelia joined her and they took turns kissing and sucking just the tip of my penis through my boxers. Fucking cock tease, yet I was unable to do anything but wriggle about.



After what seemed like eternity, Melanie pulled down my boxers and my cock sprang free and covered in pre-ejaculate, begging for sweet release. Amelia grabbed my cock, pulled the foreskin back, and licked my shaft once and looked at me. Melanie did the same, running her tongue along my throbbing penis just once. Sucking the head of my cock, her tongue tickling the tip,Melanie stared at me lustily while Amelia started slowly stroking my cock.

I was so fucking high and close to cumming, seeing two hot girls giving me such a sensual blowjob. I caved in to the temptation.

“Mel, I want to cum.”

Melanie smiled cheekily.

“You did not say please.”

Oh, this bitch is going to get it. Fucking tease. In between grunts, I managed a retort.

“You fucker… I am gonna… Fuck you… So… Fuckk.”

My threat was interrupted midway when they both finally started blowing me together. Felt so damn good, seeing both their tongues went up and down my shaft together… Licking the head of my penis together like they were cock hungry sluts.

“Fuck, that’s so good.”

Amelia engulfed my tip with saliva, while Melanie had her lips around my shaft. That went on for a few minutes, slurping away before they swapped positions and continued giving me the best blowjob ever. Hearing them humming out their satisfaction at sucking at my manhood, smiling at me in between breaths and playing with my balls. I was really close.

“Cumming.”

They both picked up the pace and letting out a grunt, I came and unloaded in Melanie‘s mouth. Amelia stopped sucking my shaft and started stroking me, drawing out more cum.

The most glorious 20 minutes blowjob ever.

Panting, I sank back onto the bed. The two of them were still licking away, trying to clean up any mess made. Melanie came up to me, sticking her tongue out, as if to show me she swallowed all of my cum. She un-cuffed me. We kissed and I put my arm around her. Amelia came up on the other side and received a kiss as well. She then settled for licking my nipple.

“That was crazy, crazy good.”

“Haaha, thanks. The first of many more to come, Vin.”

While we rest, Melanie revealed to me that the sex parties she hosted were mostly for her girlfriends to have a safe environment to fuck and destress without having to face any judgement or slut shaming. It was like a female empowerment activity? But with sex, lots of sex. These parties were hosted on average about three times every month. The whole idea of wearing a costume / having a theme was to help provide an ice breaker, get people to open up, make things less awkward.

It got me wondering though, that this was what the rich do every day. Spend money having sex on big yachts.

There were a couple of rules put in place.

1) Only the females got to choose who they wanted to have sex with. The males couldn’t and must not make any moves on any girl.

The exception to this rule was if the guy was bisexual, he was free to hit on another guy if he was bisexual as well. Turned out that of the eight invited, three were bisexual. They had a threesome the following day, watched and cheered on by most of the ladies.

The male models Natasha invited to every sex party were different every party unless there was a high demand for a particular guy, which hadn’t happened so far.

2) Discretion was extremely important, cell phones were to be switched off or surrendered, if necessary. No photo, video or even audio recording was allowed.

The cabin crew and kitchen staff were naturally paid for their silence as well.

3) All males must use protection before sexual intercourse.

I found out, much later that Natasha actually required everyone to submit a medical report to her ensuring they were free of STD’s before she put their names on the list.

4) Anything goes, every and any sex act was allowed provided all parties involved were willing.

It was a sex party for the ladies after all. For them to live out their most perverse sexual dreams and desires. BDSM, public sex, fucking a guy with a strap-on (Which I heard about but did not witness.), whatever fetishes they had.

There were a couple more, but Melanie said those were quite minor.

The conversation ended and I glanced at Melanie looking back at me. My cock was starting to get aroused at the sight of both ladies’ bodies. Amelia rolled herself onto me. Her D cup breasts pressed against my chest, Melanie‘s hand began its slow journey from my abs, sliding down slowly to my thighs before backtracking up to my penis. She started to stroke my cock as it grew bigger.

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Her slow stroking got me all hard and horny. I started to make out with Amelia, my hands roaming southwards, caressing her back, pulling her deeper into the kiss. Amelia gave me looks of lust and desire, as our tongues explored each other.

Squeezing Amelia’s bum ever so gently, I saw Melanie went down on me, taking my manhood in her mouth, making all sorts of delicious sounds. She played with my balls a little before taking them both in her mouth. I pulled away from Amelia to groan in pleasure. She was twirling her tongue around my penis while guiding me up and down her mouth. She had this lusty look on her as if sucking my cock was all she wanted in life.

“Amelia, move up.”

Amelia smirked, one hand rubbing her nipple and moved up, allowing me access to her bosom. Wasting no time, I sucked her tits with fervor like the horny bastard I was. She moaned, grabbing my hair and pulling me closer to her. I squeezed her other breast roughly, pinching her nipple. She suddenly tensed up, roughly gripping my hair and tugging at it. Her right hand ghosted behind to my back and her nails dug into my skin, as she tried her hardest to contain her pleasure.

“Yes! Yes! Oh my god! Oh my… Urggghh!”

I felt wetness pouring down my thighs and balls, turned out Melanie was fingering Amelia while blowing me. Adding in stimulating her nipples, Amelia came, moaning her lungs out. She collapsed on me, panting.

I gently rolled her off and looked down at Melanie, cock still in her mouth, feeling a little smug that Amelia came from her fingering.

“You bad girl.”

“Punish me then.”

She stood up, taking off her bikini. I immediately placed my hands on her breasts and sucked them. She pulled my head deeper into her breasts, moaning out her sexual pleasure.

“Hmmm, ummm. Vin, slow down.”



I lifted her and threw her down on the bed. I kissed my way down her body, gently running my fingers over where I kissed. Down through her neck, cleavage, her taut stomach, her womanly hips, pausing just above her nether regions… Staring at her cleanly shaved vagina that glistened with desire.

“Vin, don’t tease me… Pleas…urrmmmmm.”

I cut her off, stabbing her clit with my tongue, sucking it. She was playing with her breasts while I ate her out. Stretching my right hand, I reached up and fondled her breasts. Going down, I started making out with her vaginal lips and vulva. She was soaking wet, moaning softly while rubbing her nipples. Sticking a finger in, I saw her tensed up a little. Closing her eyes and playing with her boobs, she was close to cumming.

I went back to sucking her clit, drawing circles around her clit with my tongue. Her moans were getting louder, she was starting to squirm a little. I stuck another finger in and finger fucked her faster.

“Vin, I don’t want… To… Cum… Yet. Shitttt… Fuck. Fuck!”

She literally rose off the bed, arching her back, ramming her clit even deeper in my mouth over and over again, enhancing her orgasms. She came and she tasted so damn sweet. Breathing heavily, she looked at me, worn out.

“Oops. What did you say?”

Amelia, having recovered from her earlier orgasm and was watching, laughed. I moved over to her, eager to fuck an American bombshell like her.



Shit, almost got carried away. Condom. Hastily reaching over to the bowl in the bedroom, I grabbed one and wrapped one over my penis. She giggled at how eager and fast I went about it.

She laid down, spreading her legs, giving me a perfect view of her love hole, she had a thin landing strip of hair. I stroke my cock a little, as if to assure myself it was hard and ready. She looked really inviting and seductive with her legs spread out, her facial expression begging me to fill her up.

I rubbed my cock against clit, causing her to draw a sharp breath. Teasing her, I stuck just the head of my penis in and out of her. She was groaning in despair, silently cursing me for not sticking it all in.

Finally, I answered her wishes and thrusted myself fully into her. She gasped. I was honestly pretty close and wanting to last longer, I proceeded to fuck her slowly. Grabbing her hips, I humped her at a slow and steady tempo. She was tight, about the same as Olivia to be honest.

Wouldn’t it be great to fuck both Olivia and her together…? The dream. I was brought by to reality from my brief fantasy of fucking two sporty girls when Amelia started moaning. Melanie was lying beside her, rubbing Amelia’s clit, enticing her to cum. Her moans intensified, her convulsions became more violent and erratic. Sensing she was really close, I fucked her faster, I could feel her spasm-ing around my cock. With a loud cry, she came… Multiple times. I was still pumping her grunting away, her clit still receiving Melanie‘s touch while Amelia’s breasts shook every time she had an orgasm vibrated through her with Melanie talking dirty to her.

“You like that cock ‘melia? You like it inside you?”

Quickly pulling out, I had to catch my breath. So fucking close to cumming. And I still wanted to fuck Melanie. Seeing me sweating and panting slightly, Melanie read my mind and smiled.

“Just cum. Either way, I am gonna fuck you before tonight’s over.”

3 months. After 3 fucking months, I was finally going to fuck the girl I woke up to in the Hilton… Not even remembering much. Oh, this time was going to be so different. I will remember every damn detail.

Still slightly breathless, I stripped off the condom and got a new one. Looking at the nubile Caucasian girl in front of me kneeling on the bed, with her provocative gaze, I strapped on the condom.

“You. Now.”

Giving me her attractive smile, she got off the bed, turned around and bent over. Turning her head around, she exuded sexual desire and lust for my cock with her sultry eyes.

“Fuck me Vin… Make me yours tonight.”

The wait was over.

Her dripping wet and velvet sex welcomed me, beckoned me forward. I entered her and began thrusting with passion and vigor, determined to fuck her so good, she won’t be able to walk.

“I am gonna fuck your little cunt till you come all over my cock.”

Fuck, she was tight. I felt every single part of her vaginal walls trying to swallow up my cock. It was as if the condom wasn’t there at all. I literally had to look down and check. She was moaning softly, burying her head in the bed, her hair all over the place.

“Urmmm… Hrrmmm… Fuck.”

This little devil, trying to keep her composure by moaning softly and not cry out. I sped up my rhythm, the sound of skin hitting skin was getting louder and louder. The scent of arousal and passion was in the air.

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At the corner of my eye, I spied Amelia, having recovered, busy rubbing herself, watching the free show before her.

Melanie was gripping the bed sheets really tightly, twisting them, trying to distract herself, biting down on her lips to keep from crying out in ecstasy.

Fucking Melanie, let’s see how long you can hold out.

I went full throttle and humped her as hard and fast as I could. I was really close to cumming myself. I closed my eyes, trying to focus and not think about releasing my seed.

Finally, after about 30 odd seconds, Melanie cracked. She moaned and cried out, her whole body convulsing as the orgasms rode through her body. She pulled the bed sheets completely off and was gripped them tightly.

“Urrgghhhh! Uurrrrmmm! Ffuccck shit shit!”

Grunting, I joined her just seconds later, spewing my seed. I kept on thrusting, trying to prolong our euphoria as long as possible. She was gushing nonstop for quite a while, as waves of pleasure flowed all over her.

Seeing this rich and beautiful girl before me, bent over begging me to fuck her. Her vaginal walls strangling my manhood so tight and good. How she lost complete control of herself when she came, surrendering herself to me. It was fucking fantastic, everything I imagined sex with her to be like.

She sank down onto the bed, heaving. Panting, I slowly pulled out of her after cheekily thrusting into her one more time.



Amelia dashed over and sank to her knees, pulling off the condom. She stroked my throbbing cock a bit, staring at me submissively, before taking me whole in her mouth. I was still hard, but it was probably going to deflate after a minute or two.

It was like something out of a porn video, sucking me off after I had blown my load in another girl. Still a little breathless, I resigned myself to getting sucked off by her.

Melanie was still motionless, looking like I fucked her soul out of her. Amelia got up after a while, licking her lips and fingers. We exchanged smiles. She looked at me, radiating hope and whispered.

“Again?”

Oh boy, this was going to be one long night.

I honestly didn’t know how much time passed. But I did know that we three fucked each other from the bed to the floor, the toilet, against the cupboard, at the corridor. The girls each took turns riding me and sitting on my face multiple times, so much moaning and cries of pleasure and orgasms.



The girls toyed with me, removing the condom, handcuffed me to the headboard again and took turns riding me like some play thing while the other sat on my face, rubbing their breasts and crying out in their delirious state. It was so fucking damn hot and sexy, seeing these two nubile models bouncing up and down on my cock, gyrating their hips, moaning away, eyes closed, focused entirely on satisfying their needs, pleasing themselves, engrossed in the moment, caught up in their sexual heaven. It drove me nuts, I was so close to shooting my seed in them, but I was handcuffed, wriggling about like some worm, totally helpless, unable to push them off. They were in control. I warned them in between deep, ragged breaths.

“I am cumming… Get off… Now.”

Taking the cue, they got me immediately and did nothing. I was so fucking close, just a couple more pumps. But no, they denied me that. They smiled at me, well aware of my predicament. Oh, fuck these two girls… Fucking tease.

“Oh c’mon. Don’t do this.”

They giggled a little, watching my throbbing hard cock, soaked in their juices and precum. I was helpless, in cuffs, waiting for them to finish me off. After a few minutes, in which they went to touch up their makeup, get a drink and stare at me in my helpless state. They finally resumed, swapping positions with each other.

Tragically, they did it again… Getting off just as I was about to cum. I had to watch them make out with each other, 69’d each other, crooning out their lust and taking in the each other’s juices, my cock pleading for release. They then stood beside me, in my helpless state, drinking some water.

“Something wrong Vin?”

“Mel, you gonna make me beg? Seriously?”

Amelia joined in the fun, her fingers brushing the underside of my cock.

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

“C’mon, you two. Stop this… Please.”

“Hah, soon Vin, soon I will un-cuff you. We ain’t done having our fun yet.”

This went on for a while, before Melanie finally un-cuffed me, but made me watch as they 69’d each other.

“No jerking off Vin… Sit and watch only.”

Melanie was below, while Amelia was on top, rubbing their tongues all over each other’s clits, finger banging each other. Cheekily, Melanie looked at me and with one finger, coyly signaled me to come over, offering up Amelia’s love hole to me.

I fucked Amelia doggy style while she and Melanie were 69-ing each other, Amelia gasped in surprise with the sudden penetration of my manhood. Melanie licked my balls or Amelia’s clit while I pumped away, sucking my cock through the condom every time I pulled out. Her face was coated with precum and Amelia’s juices drooling out from her vagina. Amelia was moaning away and came twice driving me to my limit. On top of all the teasing, I was so high, I could not last long and with a deep groan and one final thrust, I came. Melanie grabbed my base of my shaft and pulled my cock out. Stripping off the condom, she cleaned up my cock with her mouth.

After a brief respite, peeking downstairs to check out the ongoing orgy, we resumed our love making and humping. I came on their backs, their mouths, it was like a fucking cum donation drive, a sperm bank. The bed sheets were soaked with sweat, cum and both the girls’ juices.

After cumming a couple of times and the alcohol from earlier, it was going to take a lot of sex to cum again. Hence, I went all out, without any worries. There was no need to slow down for fear of cumming too quickly. I was mostly fucking them so they can get an orgasm or fulfill their dreams of getting pounded and having rough sex.

Throwing aside a couple of used condoms on the bed, Melanie, displaying her most flirtatious and sexy expression yet, offered up her delectable ass to me, I took up the offer. Dousing her ass and the condom with lube, I proceeded to fuck her till she begged me to stop.

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"Oh god… I am gonna come… I’m… Gonn…comming! Urrgghhh!”

She came so hard, her eyes were rolling upwards and she kicked me in her frenzy, completely losing control of her limbs, moaning and screaming out in her sexual intoxication.

It was almost 3 am when we finished. The room was littered with used condoms, cum and sweat. With Amelia passed out at one side of the bed and after giving me another mind blowing blow job, I got hard again miraculously. Melanie told me to fuck her raw.

“Fuck me raw Vin, I want to feel you inside me… All of you.”

Taking off the condom, I proceeded to make her cum again and again, with Melanie moaning softly, having expended almost all her energy, her vulva and vagina lips all swollen from the past few hours. Exhausted from all the exertions, she fell asleep. I laid her in a proper sleeping position beside Amelia, wiping off some of the cum on her body.



Curious about what happened elsewhere and parched, I turned off the lights and headed towards the dining room, naked, for some water.

The sight that greeted me was mind blowing and surreal. Naked bodies everywhere, asleep and laying over each other, on the sofa, on the tables, the floor. Condoms everywhere, dildos everywhere. Not wanting to switch on the light and disturb anyone, I was pretty sure I stepped on cum on my way to the dining room. Almost tripped over a bottle of lube on the ground, ended up banging against a chair. Clumsy idiot.

“Are you okay?”

“Fuck! You scared me. I thought everyone was asleep.”

It was the Japanese girl from earlier, completely naked, holding a can drink in her hand. She walked out from the dining room, upon hearing the commotion. Assuring her I was fine, we went to the dining room where she, being considerate, had had the lighting set to low. We sat down together and she passed me the pitcher.

“Is the water cold?”

“Nope.”

“Good.”

Helping myself to some, I could not help but checked her out throughout our conversation. We each recounted what happened, seemed like I did not really miss much action whilst in the bedroom with Amelia and Melanie. Seemed like the orgy just continued, swapping partners, moans everywhere. Hearing her tell me what occurred, I got a little aroused at how taboo it would be elsewhere. Her eyes slowly drifting downwards as I got harder. We locked eyes.

“Can I? Suck it, I mean.”

“I thought you were into girls.”

“Well, I wanted to try. I am curious.”

“There’s like 7 other guys just now, haha.”

“I did not ask the other guys, was a bit intimidating with so many people around.”



At that point, I was frankly too lazy to discuss with her and who would say no to a blowjob anyway. Shifting the chair away from the table, I presented to her my package. Her eyes widened with excitement, she kneeled down and checked my penis out, lightly touching with her hands before she started slurping away at it.



She wasn’t at the same level as Melanie or Amelia, taking her time slowly sucking my shaft up and down. I figured this would probably take a long while before I cum and desperately seeking sleep, it was time to be straight forward. After a minute or two, I tilted her head up to me.

“Can I face fuck you?”

Fortunately, she had adopted a submissive attitude in bed, her eyes lit up briefly and she nodded. Standing up, I grabbed her head, sweeping back her hair and started thrusting slowly. The sensations were a lot more intense. I picked up the pace and fucked her throat quickly. Fuck, I can’t believe after cumming so many times earlier on, I was about to hit my limit. Deep throating her was giving me so much gratification. Her eyes watered and saliva was drooling down her lips as I humped away at her face. With a loud grunt and with one final thrust to the back of her throat, I shot my load into her.



Sitting back down, panting slightly, she got to her feet and sat on her chair.

“Good girl.”

“Thanks. Your cock tastes good.”

“Vin.”

“June.”

And that would probably be the most unusual way to make friends. We shook hands and I left to go sleep beside Melanie.

I woke up the next day, groggy and a little sore. A quick look at the bedside clock told me it was 11:43 am. I was by myself, Melanie and Amelia must have woke up and left. Their clothes were nowhere to be seen. Seemed like the two of them cleaned up the room a bit, the condoms were all gone.

Fishing for my boxers, I washed up and went to the locker assigned to me, passing by a few girls in their swimwear, grabbed my beach shorts and headed to the dining room. The kitchen staff had cooked up an impressive array of dishes to select from, the culinary artwork, the way in which the food was presented, was incredible. With the awkwardness from last night all gone, I settled for some Spanish tapas and sat down to eat with a couple of girls from last night.

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In the living room, was the aforementioned male three-some. The girls watching were cheering them on, yelling out instructions. I finished up and went to look for Melanie. I eventually found her on deck, lying down, soaking in the sun, naked.

There was a couple having sex near some of the rainbow coloured deck chairs, egged on by some onlookers. Amelia was nowhere to be seen. I sat down beside her, helping myself to some orange juice and taking in the view of her body.



“Nice view.”

Knowing full well what I meant, she smiled and lightly punched me.

“I am sore. But it is worth it.”

“Same here. Dick feels a bit sore too.”

“Pretty sure if I ask you for sex now, you wouldn’t mind.”

“For you? Anytime.”

Flicking me the middle finger, she resumed her tan. I laid down beside her in one of the tanning chairs and watched the others.

The afternoon passed by, with another orgy happening in a different living room. Melanie and I did not participate, feeling tired and were content watching everyone else get hammered while sipping wine and pointing out stuff going on during the orgy. She revealed that Viagra was indeed being used by some of the males and cock rings were commonly used after the first day. Almost all of them were pretty rich, rich enough to travel somewhere in Asia for a quick weekend sex getaway and then back without worrying about the financial status of their bank account. Life must be good, being this rich.

Night descended and changing into a red bikini, Melanie held a dance party on the deck with EDM music blasting through the speakers. The yacht even had disco lights to give off the ‘club feel’. Watching Melanie and Amelia dancing side by side was an arousing sight, what was even better was being in between them while they grinded themselves against me. Rubbing my hard on against Melanie‘s butt, she leaned in closer to me, eyes closed and proceeded to grind harder. I ran my hands from her flat stomach up to her breasts and started rubbing them, eliciting a soft moan from her.



Before long, with all the alcohol and grinding, things got heated and an orgy broke out on the deck. Excusing herself, Amelia joined her two friends to give one lucky male model a foursome he won’t forget. Melanie pulled me to the top deck and made out passionately, our tongues dancing. Her hand snaked down to my boner and rubbed away through my shorts. I had my hands firmly around her butt, squeezing them, pulling her deeper into the kiss. Breaking up the kiss, I looked her in the eyes.

“You’re so fucking hot. I want you now.”

Smiling, Melanie turned around and pulled down her bottom and bend down, offering up her vagina, waiting for me to fuck her.

It was surreal, fucking a girl in public on the top deck of a yacht with the wind blowing away at us. Not wanting to disappoint her, I was naked in seconds, condom on and plunged my manhood in her. I could tell it was hurting her after yesterday and slowed down.



“No, don’t stop.”

I hesitated briefly before grabbing her bum and humping away at her. Her whole body edged forward every time I thrusted into her, as she tightly gripped the metal handles for support. Ramming away as I used her buttocks as a cushion to push me back after each thrust. She closed her eyes, determined to concentrate on her sexual pleasure.

“Hhmmm. Fuck, you feel so good inside me.”

I lifted her off her feet and onto a tanning chair, facing me. I kneeled down to her eye level.

“I want to cum inside you.” I said simply.



With her legs spread out, she grabbed the condom and pulled it off, seizing the opportunity to stroke my precum covered cock a bit.

“I got the pill.”

Raising her legs and placing them on my shoulders, I proceeded to fuck her with all I had got. My endurance, heightened after all the exertions from yesterday and the alcohol kept me from cumming as I enjoyed the warm tight feeling of her vagina. She was so wet, her juices were flowing everywhere. Her body splayed out in the chair, hands above her, holding on top the armrest for dear life as she squirmed about, lost in her sexual fantasy land. She managed to say in between deep and ragged breaths.

“Faster… I’m… Close.”

I went all out, she moaned like the sexually crazed nympho she was. Her contractions were getting stronger, and with a loud cry, she came, bouncing off the chair sporadically, releasing her juices all over my thighs. I kept on pumping, feeling really close. She saw me closing my eyes, humping away close to hitting my limit.



“Cum, Vin I want it.”

That was my breaking point, with a loud moan, I exploded inside her, depositing my seed deep inside her as I pumped away, wanting to empty out all my load deep in her. I collapsed onto her, breathless, still inside her. She hugged me and we gazed into each other’s eyes.

“I love you, Vin.”

Melanie and I spent the night stargazing tucked in together in a hammock. It was a little uncomfortable, but we did it regardless for the novelty factor. Pointing out stars and lying beside a beautiful girl, kissing her, it was a blissful moment. We retired around midnight to sleep, with the orgy was still ongoing.

The next morning, I woke up to a morning blowjob from Melanie. Raising my head to see her, I was awake but still a little drowsy, she smiled at me, stroking my cock, covered with her saliva.

“Morning.”

I managed a simple ‘hey’ before laying my head back down to enjoy her skillful tongue twirling around my tool.

The day went back quietly with everyone tired but happy. People were hanging out in the pool, going fishing or just chilling and soaking in the sun. I mostly hung out with Melanie talking about the future.

“You gonna take over your dad?”

“It’s boring though.”

“I guess so. But you got to grow up at some point right? You can’t keep having yacht parties, booze and sex.”

“I know. I am just trying to enjoy myself now and not think about it till I have to.”

“You got to start somewhere, I can help. Help with you with everything, financial stuff, management stuff, emotional support and physical too.” I winked at her.

“You fucking horny pervert.” She punched me in the shoulder.

“Look who’s talking.” We exchanged smiles.

An announcement informed us that we were due to reach Singapore around 9 at night.

After a sumptuous dinner, I got my first taste of caviar which was pretty awful to be honest, too fishy for my liking. I found myself cornered by Natasha, wanting to finish what she started. Wanting to be discreet, we ended up going at it in the toilet of all places.

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Grabbing a couple of condoms, we did a quickie, she bent over and I fucked her real good from behind. I did not hold back, thrusting away as fast as I could. It was a huge turn on being able to see her facial expression of orgasmic bliss in the mirror. Her breasts swaying every time I rammed her. She was as loud as Olivia, moaning and screaming out her pleasure as I hit her erogenous spots. She came twice, but I was still hard.

Then the door opened.

It was Melanie.

She looked genuinely surprised at the scene before her. My cock inside Natasha, bent over with her denim shorts and black lacy panties at her legs. Natasha was still moaning away, eyes closed, blissfully enjoying her orgasms and being filled up.





I paused for a moment, seeing a hint of sadness in Melanie‘s eyes. She turned away and left without saying a word.

Somehow, even though we were close friends, I felt as though I betrayed her. I immediately pulled out, took off the condom and started to dress up.

“Wait, what are you doing?!”

“Sorry Natasha, I can’t. You’re really beautiful and on any other day, I would love to fuck you. But not today, sorry.”

“Is it because of Melanie?”

“Yes… Sorry.”

Dashing off, I left the Ukrainian beauty and went off to look for Melanie. Asking around, I eventually found her in a bedroom, alone, sitting on the bed, her knees tucked in. She did not look at me, but the sulk on her face was evident.

“Hey… Can we talk?”

Silence.

Fuck.

She gave no indication that she heard what I said and started using her phone. I tried again.

“I am sorry… About Natasha.”

Silence.

Slowly getting irritated, what’s wrong with this girl? What’s wrong with having sex with another girl at a sex party? But my thoughts were interrupted midway.

“Can you please leave?”

Sighing, I figured I tried one more time.

“No, I want to talk to you.”

Silence.

Okay… Fuck this. I got to get her to open up somehow. And giving in to my frustration and temper, I snapped.

“What’s your issue with me having sex with Natasha? It is a sex party after all, that, FYI… You invited me to. You invited me to a sex party where the girls outnumber the guys three to one. It is stupid if you think I wouldn’t end up fucking some other girl, no?”

“Shut up!”

She yelled out at me. I broke her… There were tears flowing down her eyes as she stared at me.

“I thought you would be different. Different from the guys I meet. But fuck you, you’re all the same.”

Stunned into silence, I stood still, rooted to the spot. She went back to her original position and carried on using her phone, as if I wasn’t there.

I did not know this back then, but the guys that Melanie usually met / dated were typically rich and used to having things go their way which meant sexual gratification and getting their sexual needs tended to ASAP. There were no dates, hanging out as friends, gifts even though it wasn’t any special occasion. It was fuck and GTFO.

These guys weren’t looking for a girlfriend, not at least till they were done having fun and in their 50's, where they sought companionship over a sexual romp.

Also, being rich meant her way of expressing affection was different like how it was with everyone. Some preferred to spend more time together, others opted to make things for the ones they care about… And Melanie was used to throwing parties and hanging out with her loved ones… Probably. At least that’s what I presumed.

I was probably the first guy she ever hung out with that was okay with just hanging out and chilling, going to eat, watching movies after work and taking her home with no other motives, sexual or financial.

Looking back, I should have read the situation better. But I supposed I wouldn’t be where I was now without these experiences. So many maybes, if only… But alas, time only moves forward.

Melanie refused to say anything else after that regardless of what I said, begged or pleaded. I took my leave, opting to give her space. Might have been the wrong move, but I figured staying there with a girl who refused to say anything was similar to talking to a wall.

I went back to my room and sat down on the bed, troubled. I guessed some part of me was a tad surprised that Melanie essentially just confessed that she had feelings for me. I always saw her as the unobtainable target, someone that would be cool to hang out with and she might possibly sleep with you if she was drunk or horny, but she would always be waiting for some rich guy to sweep her off her feet. In my mind, I was never the end goal for her.

*Knock knock*

I jumped up to my feet and hurried over to the door. Melanie?

No, Natasha.

“Can I come in?”

“Erm, not really in the mood right now, Natasha. Sorry.”

“I want to talk.”

“Oh… Okay.”

She sat down beside me on the bed. She asked if Melanie and I managed to patch things up, I shook my head.

She went on to reveal that the girls had a group chat and that Melanie had told them she had feelings for me and that I was pretty much off limits. Probably explained why the girls were avoiding me.

And that Melanie arranged a threesome with me and one of her best pals, Amelia, as a way of expressing her affection in that she was willing to fulfill a desire of mine. Also Amelia was bisexual, whereas Natasha wasn’t, Melanie felt uncomfortable sharing me with Natasha given she knew more about Natasha’s sexual exploits.



On Natasha’s part, she said she was sorry about pushing herself onto me and as cheesy as it sounded, she wanted to fuck an Asian guy as she hadn’t had the opportunity to do so. Seeing as I was the only Asian guy on board, she thought she could get away with a quickie.

“How about your friendship with Mel? Will you two stop being friends?”

“Our friendship will survive, she knows I am even more horny than she ever was. She’ll forgive me in time.”

“Well, at least your friendship is ok.”

“She can’t stop talking about you, the last few parties we held, she was always with Amelia or other girls… Not sleeping with the guys. She cares about you and what you think about her.”

With a tap on my thigh, Natasha bade me farewell and left.

Reaching Singapore, I hoped to catch a glimpse of Melanie but no such luck and I left the yacht dejected and miserable.

Feeling desolate, I had trouble sleeping that night, thoughts running wild and imaging scenarios about returning to work and seeing Melanie.

To my surprise, Melanie did not come to work on Monday and the rest of the week. And the next 2 weeks as well. It was hard not feeling low spirited and gloomy and my performance at work suffered.

Olivia was a little upset over the way I went about things at work, but attributed it to me having to cover Melanie‘s workload as well. I asked Olivia if she knew what happened with Melanie, but she had no idea as well.

Not to sound creepy or anything, but I was literally cyber stalking Melanie‘s Facebook and refreshing Instagram / Snapchat to see if she had any updates. All to naught. Any message I sent to Melanie went unread, it was like she vanished from the planet.

My internship with E Corp was almost over, with just one week left. It was difficult not to be depressed.

It was honestly a terrible, terrible period in my life. Lydia and I met up a couple of times before she dropped the bomb that she had started to see someone.

“Sorry… If it seemed like I led you on Vin And that things did not work out between us.”

Managing a weak smile and mustering everything I had to sound happy, I assured her.

“We’re good. I am happy for you, really.”

No surprises here, Lydia seemed unconvinced, I must have really sucked at sounding happy. But she did not probe further.

We remained close friends and I told her everything about Melanie, excluding the sex, and she sympathized.

My messages and calls to Melanie went unanswered even though the Whatsapp blue tick indicated she read them. Well, at least she read them now… Small comfort.

It just seemed like every fucking thing that could go wrong was indeed going wrong.

On the last day of my internship, I received lots of love from my colleagues, wishing me good luck with my final year in University. It made me feel better for a while, as if the world still had some light in it and I wasn’t headed into some dark, depressing abyss.

Olivia herself, gave me a little gift, a watch… And a kiss when it was just us two left in the office. We embraced.

“Goodbye Vin. Thanks… For everything.”

“Same here, let’s meet up one day for dinner or something.”

“Sure. Sounds awesome.”

“See ya, Olivia.”

With a wave to Olivia, I left E Corp for the last time.

In an attempt to get over Melanie, I chose to dedicate my time to my studies, hobbies and friends… Love can wait, I told myself.

The final year was mentally challenging and I spent countless hours reading and researching for more information. Pouring over books and notes, re-watching lectures online.

I met up with Lydia and her boyfriend sometimes to hang out and I told her that she was lucky. Her boyfriend, a lawyer, seemed pretty nice and always full of pranks and jokes. It was nice seeing her so happy and smiling all the time.

[kiasusam]

Once it was just the two of us, I could not help but teased her a bit. Somehow it did not seem to bum me out that my ex-girlfriend was doing so well after she left me, maybe because I was still gloomy over Melanie or maybe because I honestly cared about her and her happiness.

“Do I hear wedding bells soon?”

“No lah, siao arh. Not that soon, haha. But I will invite you for sure.”

“As a guest or a bridesmaid? Haha.”

“As the doorman. Hahahah. And bridesmaid too.”

“I shall get my dress ready then.”

“Haha. I look forward to seeing that.”

Olivia and I had dinner once every month to catch up, rant about work and gossip. Seemed like her husband and her were going to try and have a kid. Good for them.

It made the news a couple days after I left E Corp, that billionaire Augustine Ang died of lung cancer.

Olivia told me that Melanie had been busy with the funeral and disputing with her two uncles in court over her father’s possessions, as Mr. Augustine Ang had drafted no will. I had messaged Melanie when I found out the news of her father’s passing, but she did not reply.

Poor Melanie was forced to grow up so quickly and I sincerely wished I could be there to help her somehow.

Having finally met her friends on the yacht, I came to realise that Melanie didn’t really have a true friend. Someone that’s always there for her, through happy or sad times. Her friends were international models, they were busy with photo shoots, travelling the world, sex, drinking, attending fashion shows. Pretty sure some of them weren’t aware her father passed away.



I was that one friend that bothered to stick around. The one friend that she could rant, gossip to, be open and frank. The one friend that mattered.

And now that was all gone.

Olivia mentioned that Melanie hardly ever came to the office and was currently in Australia studying the ecommerce business, preparing to take over her father’s legacy. A lot of rumors floating around the office over the future of E Corp, the value of its shares fell sharply and there were even sayings of E Corp closing down for good.

That night, I sent Melanie a message wishing her all the best with her studies in Australia. In the morning, blue tick and no reply… Again. Oh well, I tried.

Time flies and before long, I was draped in graduation robes, having graduated. Screaming and shouting, taking pictures with friends and family, all thoughts on soaking in the moment and celebrating. In the midst of taking silly mid-air jumping pictures, I almost did not feel my phone vibrating.

It was Melanie. She was calling me.

Stunned and pleasantly surprised, filled with anticipation, I hurriedly answered the call… Hastily walking away from my friends and all the noise and commotion, unable to mask the giggly happy grin I had at receiving her call.

“Hello?”

“Hey Vin.”

Her sweet voice, after more than a year, still sounded so intoxicating and alluring. I pondered briefly on what to ask her.

“How are you?”

“It’s kinda noisy at your side, you at some morning rave party? Hah. I am good. You?”

“Haha, not really. Graduation ceremony now actually. I am wonderful. It is really nice hearing your voice again.”

“I know. I can see that stupid, dumb smile on your face from here. Haha.”

I looked up and started scanning.

There!

She was wearing the same white strapless dress that I saw her in on the first day I started my internship at E Corp.

Her glamorous figure, enhanced by her matching white and silver heels, emanated class and beauty. She seemed completely different from before, as if she matured so much in just one year. She carried herself with so much more confidence and grace. She waved at me, a small smile breaking out on her face.

I dashed over and hugged her.

“Wow, you look really gorgeous. Plastic surgery is really cheap over there, huh?”

She rolled her eyes and punched me. Okay, some things never changed. Now she seemed like the same Melanie from before.

“Fuck you Vin. Still as stupid as ever. Haha.”

“Haah. What are you doing here? I thought you were in Australia.”

“I was. I came back… To visit a friend.”

“Whoa. I wonder who that lucky friend is.”

Punching me again, she started laughing.

“Oh my god, you really need to be punched so many times. Shameless MOFO.”

Hugging her again, partly to stop her punching, but mostly because I couldn’t believe she flew all the way back for me.

“I am kidding. It is nice to see you. Honestly, you shouldn’t have travelled but I am really glad you did.”

Not giving a care in this world, I leaned in and kissed her.

“I really miss you Vin”

“Me too.”

“Sorry, it is just being really rough the past couple of months.”

“I understand. I am sorry too, for not being there.”

“I am graduating in about 3 months, then moving to Colorado to head E Corp full time with the help of some of my dad’s advisors guiding me.”

“Wow. Congrats in advance then. And, Colorado. Seems like fun, haha.”

She looked at me, studying me for a bit.

“Do you want to come? With me?”

What? Unexpected and completely surprised, I was taken aback. That was not what I was expecting to hear.

Composing myself, I half heartedly replied… Feeling bitter.

“Don’t be silly. My family’s here. My whole life is here. And… I’ve accepted a job offer already.”

I briefly saw a tinge of sadness in her eyes before she recovered and smiled, letting out a soft laugh.

“Haha, yeah… I don’t know what I was thinking.”

We stared into each other’s eyes.

Silence.

There was nothing more left to be said. We hugged one last time.

“Well, goodbye then Mel.”

“Yeah, goodbye Vin.”

She waved goodbye to me, before getting into her car. And with that, Melanie left.

—END

[kiasusam]

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[EscoffierFTW]

Nice tale but sad ending.

[EscoffierFTW]

Do you mind if i change your story abit and post it here?

[kiasusam]

Originally Posted by EscoffierFTW

Do you mind if i change your story abit and post it here?

DO NOT CHANGE my post here, I will rewrite you another with a better ending ok?

[kiasusam]

Rewriting another Ending with a difference........

Hazel was my fellow intern at the company. Just like every overly ambitious university student, she wanted to outperform everyone else who was interning if it meant they would convert her internship into a job offer. Within a week, most of us knew to steer clear of her. The intern lunch group would intentionally exclude her to so we could bitch about her and her sucking up antics. It was just my luck that at the end of our one week on job training, Hazel and I got posted to the same department.

One night, we both had to work late alone on our individual presentations that were due the next morning. At 10, she had finished hers and left without bothering to offer any help on mine, leaving me alone in the office. By 10:30, I could barely focus and decided to do what I usually did to get my mind to work – masturbate.

I figured since I had the entire office to myself, I would just do it at my cubicle rather than in the toilet. I dropped my pants, and logged on to Facebook to find some girl’s pictures to jack off to. Just then, an idea crossed my mind. Since Hazel was such a bitch to me, I should just jack off to her and defile her in my mind just to get back at her. It was some sick, twisted perversion I had. I searched her name, and soon her profile came up.



Her profile picture was her in a short dress that exposed her long legs. Did I mention I had a leg fetish? Using two fingers, I zoomed in to the photo, furiously beating my hard rod.

“What the fuck!”

Both my phone and my heart dropped as I heard Hazel‘s voice behind me. I turned around, and her expression told me everything I needed to know.

“You sick, twisted pervert! Were you masturbating to me? Here?! In the office?! Oh my god. I don’t believe this!”

“Look, Hazel, I’m sor…”

“Shut up, loser! You’re in so much trouble now.”

“Please don’t report me. I will do anything!”

The glint in her eye and the widening smile on her face told me she didn’t need a second invitation. Unknowingly, I had just made the worst decision of my life.

The next day Hazel and I were at lunch with our mentors from finance discussing derivatives and equities. Our presentations had been postponed to next week, which was the only relief I had gotten since last night. Hazel had kept me up both in a mental and erectile state of frenzy until 4 that very morning and I felt more like a walking corpse. She made me video call her and edge over and over, only to tell me I couldn’t cum unless she said so, and that if I did, she would report the incident in the office to higher management.

Speaking of Hazel, she looked like a billion dollars and I’m not exaggerating when I say that the image of her sat on her seat with perfectly primed hair and flawless makeup complimenting her beautiful face and confident demeanor pissed me off no end. She’d dominated me mercilessly the night before and made me her unquestioning bitch.

Truthfully speaking, I was starting to realise that I didn’t like this woman very much; in fact, I hated, no, resented, her. She was arrogant, cocky, dismissive and so far up her own ass that her head and neck were covered in shit and I just couldn’t stand it. What annoyed me even more, however, was the sexual power she was starting to laud over me so freely. I’d never been so powerless with a woman before and I hated it. It made me feel weak, ineffectual and unmasculine and I simply didn’t know how to handle it. Since our encounter last night, I’d clearly come off on the humiliating end of the losing spectrum while she beat me with an effortless ease and poise that I had to respect through gritted teeth.

I prided myself on my looks, charm, sex appeal and bedroom finesse and so help me god, was used to dominating the hell out of all the women I fucked. For some reason that I couldn’t even begin to comprehend, none of that seemed to have any effect on Hazel and she had me completely under her power. As we sat eating lunch and I downed cup after cup of hot coffee to give myself a desperately needed caffeine boost and not pass out in my seat, I looked at her smiling and chatting away seemingly without a single care in the world and felt the urge to grab her by her throat, pin her against a wall and ram my cock in her ass repeatedly until she screamed in thunderous orgasm or bled, cried and begged me to stop because the pain was simply too much for her to take.

Either outcome would have been totally fine with me.

As I fantasized about splitting her asshole with my cock, she looked my way, smiled, and then continued her conversation with our mentors. I then realised that I’d been silent for far too long and decided to interject some intelligent insights, strategic planning and dangerously witty comments into the conversation. The round of laughter and approving looks that ensued saw that my ego was well on the way to being mended and sat well with the self-image I had for myself. If anyone would have a job offer after this internship, it would be me, and not that bitch.



Who the fuck was this bitch and what on earth gave her the feeling that she could ever try to take me on in a level playing field? I was like a great white shark swimming among minnows and she was completely out of her league. I decided was going to show the little bitch up at this very table in front of our mentors. I’d blow them away with my views and ideas and leave her eating my dust in the process. I’d further my own career options at the expense of hers and take great pleasure in it. The bitch had no idea what she was getting into!

I steered the conversation, talking about strategies and techniques that could be used to streamline procedures on the account we were working on and quite frankly was on a roll. The focus of the conversation had shifted away from Hazel to me and I could tell that she didn’t like it one bit. Marcus and Lilin, our mentors, were nodding enthusiastically with molten flame in their eyes and while Hazel copied their enthusiasm I could tell that she was feeling sore.

“You don’t always get to be the star of the show, bitch.” I thought to myself with a sly smirk.

At that moment I felt Hazel‘s high heel rub against my ankle, taking me completely by surprise and causing me to jump inwardly as my heart skipped a beat. I was however, able to hold it down, not show my shock as I flawlessly continued my pitch. Once I was finished and Marcus was talking, I looked over at Hazel with a look that said ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing?’ and all she did was wink, smile and rejoin the conversation.

She really was a kinky little minx.

There we were at the table having a serious conversation with our mentors, but she was still being a naughty little foot slut. As much as I thought she was an arrogant bitch, I definitely having sexy shoes rub my ankle just as much as the next fetishist.

When my turn to talk came around, I dazzled the table with my knowledge of stock valuation methods like earnings per share, price to earnings and growth rate and felt my pride swell even further before Hazel‘s foot, still encased in its shoe, slowly began to crawl up my shin towards my knee.

The feeling of leather pressing against my leg was exquisite and my mind quickly began to create images of what she was doing under the table. I imagined the look of her shoe, the colour of it and also the texture. I pictured her the way her foot would look in the heel, with her sexy high arch poking out of the top and couldn’t help but wonder how it would smell if I had my nose pressed against it. This act of fantasy was where I should have stopped my thought process and rejoined the conversation. This moment of weakness should have been resisted but sadly it wasn’t and because of that weakness I felt myself slowly begin to stiffen between my legs.

The thing is, Hazel was certainly the kinkiest slut I’d ever known in my life and I was starting to feel like the cat that got the cream. There were certainly worse things that could happen to a man in life then to be the star player in a business meeting while simultaneously being titillated under the table. I rationalised that if the bitch wanted to give me some pleasure then who the fuck was I to turn that down? Again, if I was thinking properly I would have cleared my mind, resisted her temptations and focused on the meeting but I was becoming entranced by what she was doing and I wasn’t thinking straight.

Marcus and Lilin were chatting amongst themselves, discussing methods of implementing some of my suggestions when I caught Hazel‘s eye. She looked back, smiling with a slightly sinister smirk to go with her trademark reserved air of cocky confidence as she tapped her thumbs against her phone and put it back down. My phone vibrated instantly so I pulled it from my pocket to see a message from her reading “You don’t get to win. You never, ever get to win. I own you.” I was wondering what the hell that meant when I felt the high heel of her left shoe rake along the inside of my thigh moving closer and closer to my now completely hard cock and sending shivers of excitement along my leg as it travelled. My eyes glazed over and I lost all focus on the meeting, concentrating only on the amazing feeling of her heel scraping along the fabric of my trousers and the hope that it would find its way towards my dick soon.

“Are you okay?” Asked Marcus.

[kiasusam]

I refocused on the room to see Marcus and Lilin looking at me with slightly curious expressions, Hazel looking at me with an evil smirk and suddenly realised exactly what she was up to. She wanted to tease me to pieces to make me look like a complete fool at the meeting. She wanted to damage my prospects, to dominate me professionally as well as sexually and basically destroy me physically, emotionally and professionally. I felt real anger burn inside my chest and had to work very hard to stop it from distorting the features of my face into a look of pure and intense hatred. There was no fucking way in hell I was going to let that happen. I didn’t care how hot she was, or how sexy her feet were, no way, no way, no way in hell was I going to let them come between me and my career. I pushed her shoe off my leg with strong conviction and continued the conversation feeling a surge of masculine pride swelling my senses as I realised that I’d overcome her feminine whiles. Sadly for me however, no matter how liberated and empowered I felt at that moment, my cock was still rock hard in my pants and showed absolutely no signs of deflating.

“You don’t know who the fuck you’re dealing with” I thought to myself while ignoring my hard cock and continuing the conversation. The bitch refused to give up and started rubbing my ankles with both of her shoes. I pulled my feet away, glared at her quickly and paid attention to the conversation she was having with Marcus about his recent holiday to Thailand.

Apparently one night he’d gotten more drunk than anyone safely could, went swimming, was almost been eaten by a shark and commemorated the occasion by getting a huge tattoo on his back of said shark biting a man in half. It was a pretty funny story and ordinarily I’d have been in fits of laughter but this was the point at which Hazel removed her shoe and started to rub my ankles with her stocking feet.



The sensation was totally exquisite. The softness of her perfectly pedicured toes and the smoothness of her stockings rubbing against me was once again causing my eyes to glaze over and my mind to wander. Her feet felt their way up into my left trouser leg and rubbed sensually against the bare skin of my shin. I could feel the dampness of her sweaty toes against me and yearned to taste them on every inch of my tongue.

At that moment, my phone vibrated in my pocket, temporarily ripping me away from the sweet sexual fantasy I was experiencing. I read the text message and once again it was from Hazel.

“I bet you want to taste these moist feet again, don’t you?”

Reading that message made my cock become harder than granite and seeing the sly wink she gave me caused my erection to become physically painful. The thing is, and as much as it annoyed me to admit it, she was completely right. I did want to taste her feet again. I wanted that quite badly. The wetness of her nyloned toes rubbing against my shin was giving me flashbacks of having her feet shoved in my mouth the night before and I wanted nothing more than to experience that right then and there.

Her toes travelled up to my calves, rubbing in smooth and slow circles, teasing the skin and flesh of my muscled legs and causing my heart rate to intensify. I tried to focus on the meeting but I just couldn’t, it was like the volume of everything that was being said around me was completely muted and all I could focus on was the feeling of her delicious feet teasing me mercilessly.

At that moment I snapped back into my senses, realising yet again exactly what she’d done to me and gave her a look that could maim, if not kill outright. I tried to pull my chair back and away from the deadly assault her nylon feet were inflicting but was sat with my back against the wall and could only move about an inch or two at most. As I’m sure you can imagine, this didn’t faze her in the least. She continued regardless, trying her best to tease me, to embarrass me, and to ruin me but I fought back with everything I had.

With the words ‘masculine pride’ screaming through my brain, I reached down, grabbed her feet, forcefully removed them from my legs and left my hand there to protect myself from her sexual assault. But sadly for me, she slowly and seductively began to rub her feet up and down against my fingers and grinded the ball of her damp foot against the palm of my hand. I was seriously starting to lose it. She was giving my hand the slow and deliberate footjob that my straining dick craved and it drove me insane. Being aware of the occasional curious glances that Marcus and Lilin were giving me and desperate to refocus on the conversation, I pulled my hand away but once I did that I just couldn’t resist the urge to bring it to my nose and breathe in deeply.



The scent was amazing; truly, truly amazing and as I took in every the smell of leather, sweat and Hazel‘s heavenly foot, I felt precum leaking out of my hard dick into my boxer shorts and sweaty thigh and beads of sweat start to form on my forehead. Lilin asked me if I was okay so I told her that I was fine but just feeling a little bit hot.

Nothing could have been further from the truth.

Blood was now pumping into my rock solid cock with so much force that I could feel it clearly and painfully with each additional pump of my heartbeat and now a constant stream of precum was leaking from my dick onto my thigh. With my hand now pressed against my nose deeply inhaling Hazel‘s scent, her foot worked its way towards the inside of my thigh and proceeded to take me to a world of arousal that I didn’t know existed.

The moment I felt her toes rubbing, prodding and kneading against my thigh I temporarily lost the ability to breathe and went into a mini state of shock. It felt so exquisite, so pure, so soft and so sensual that even though I tried with everything I had to focus on the meeting I just couldn’t. All I could think about was the beautiful foot that was pressed against my thigh and beg to any god who would listen for it to make contact with my dick. I looked up at Hazeland unsurprisingly she smiled at me devilishly with a mixture of lust and venom in her eyes.



Luckily for me, this was exactly what I needed because instead of taking me away even further away into an orgasmic trance, she strengthened my resolve, reminded me of just what was at stake and gave me the impetus I needed to man up and get my head straight. This was when Marcus received a phone call and went outside to take it while Lilin excused herself to go to the bathroom leaving Hazel and me alone at the table.

“You’re going to lose.” She said without a single shred of self-doubt in her voice.

“You think so?”

“I know so, I haven’t even touched your dick but I can tell you’re already as hard as a rock. You were really losing it there for a moment, I almost felt sorry for you.”

“Is that right?” I said, feeling angered and offended. “Well I’m done playing your little game.”

“You’re not done with shit.”

As she said that, she pressed the toes of her foot hard into my crotch and rubbed against my straining member. The feeling sent shivers of electricity bursting from my dick across all corners of my body sweat pouring from my forehead and made my jaw drop. She saw the effect she was having on me and smiled.

“See? What did I tell you? Hard as a fucking rock. I can even feel your heartbeat pumping through your cock. Poor thing’s pounding like a jackhammer and that can’t be good for your health. You should maybe have a glass of water to cool down. Anyway, I digress; we’ve been through this bullshit before. You’re to call me Goddess and address me in a manner that shows you understand your place in our relationship. Still I understand where you’re coming from. I’m doing things to your mind and body that you didn’t know were possible and your thoughts are likely to be somewhat cloudy. Watch what I do now.”

She used her toes to roll my dick around my thigh and then dug them into my balls, flattening them against my chair with alternating taps of each toe. I moaned loudly and she smiled wickedly.

“Take your hand and touch my sweaty foot. Grab it hard, massage it, caress it and get its smell all over your fingers.”

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I did exactly as I was told. My now trembling fingers felt her squirming toes, her high and smooth arches and the wetness of her sweat. It felt better than anything I could ever try to express with words and it’s not an exaggeration to say that I was panicking inside.

“Now bring those fingers to your nose and smell my foot, breathe it in. Breathe in deeply and know that’s this is how the foot that is rubbing and sliding all over your dick smells. You do have a big penis, I will give you that, and I’m sure that you’ve satisfied many many women with it but I’m not just any woman and against my foot your dick is nothing. My foot. My beautiful, seductive, sweaty and Goddess foot controls both you and your cock so don’t you forget it, bitch. I mean that. Do you remember last night? Remember how I made you cum harder than ever before without even touching your penis? How I made you burst just by toying with your balls and smothering you with my ass. What do you think I’m going to do to you now that I’m focusing all of my attention on your dick? You don’t stand a chance.”

“Please Hazel, don’t.”

“Walk away if you want to. Go on. Get up and fucking walk away with your hard dick forming a tent in your trousers for the whole restaurant to see. If you don’t want this then get the fuck up out of here right now.”

She pulled her foot away from my pulsating dick and looked at me as if waiting for me to do something but I just couldn’t bring myself to move. It wasn’t that I didn’t have the strength to get up, I just couldn’t bear to be away from those gorgeous feet for even a second. Despite what she was doing to me in a public restaurant and despite how desperate the situation was, I wanted nothing more than to be exactly where I was and under the control of her feet. I was fucked.

With a sly smile of victory she slid both of her smooth nyloned feet right back onto my lap and let them rest on top of my bulging cock.

“Wow, you really must be under distress, your heart’s beating even faster than before and I can’t say I ever thought that was possible.”

I said nothing and just looked into her eyes with a mixture of pure fear and animalistic lust that I could tell she found hilarious.

“Remember last night? Remember how I walked over every inch of your body? How I shoved my toes into your mouth and made you taste them? How I smothered you with my gorgeous ass until you thought you were going to pass out?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Yes I remember.”

“Well focus on the memory of those sensations as these same feet once again rock your world and make you their bitch. Remember that as you feel my toes gripping your balls through the thin fabric of your trousers, kneading, squeezing, tugging and teasing them until you just can’t take it anymore.”

“I can’t. I can’t take it anymore. Please just let me cum now before they get back.”

I was terrified. Completely and utterly terrified and I just didn’t know what to do. I felt like my limbs were turning to jelly. I had to grip the wooden table with all the force my two sweaty hands could muster just to ground myself with a semblance of normality and to make things worse I had no idea when Marcus and Lilin were coming back.

They could arrive at any moment to see my shivering and shaking like a mental patient and if that happened my career would be ruined. I wanted to cum, I wanted nothing more than to just cum right there and then both to save my public humiliation and because the sensation of those divine feet manipulating my straining cock and balls was far too much for me to take. I reached down to touch her feet but when I did she painfully drove her left foot into my balls. The feeling was both unbearable and blissful and I was in a mixture of painful agony and sheer pleasure at the same time. Pure heaven and pure hell manifested in my life as the feet of this divine Goddess.

“You do not do a single thing that I haven’t told you to. I am the one in control here and you will do exactly as I say. Nothing more.”

Marcus and Lilin returned to the table throwing very concerned glances at my direction. They asked me if I was sure I was okay and again I said that I was just feeling a bit hot but there was no way in hell that they believed me. I looked like I was going to have a seizure and die right there, anybody with half a brain could see it. Still they tried to carry on the discussion, occasionally stopping to look at me with genuine concern. Hazel joined in too, patronizingly asking me if I was okay and needed to go outside and get some air all the while rubbing one foot up and down my calf muscle and the other against the hand that I had gripping my rock hard penis.

She really was a filthy tease and a natural born bitch but I was powerless to do anything to stop her. My body badly wanted to cum but my brain knew that she was deliberately keeping me in a state of frustration. She wanted to take me as close as possible to the edge without actually letting me orgasm and continue to make me look the fool in front of our mentors. While my brain also knew that there was no way I could let that happen, it simply didn’t know what to do to defend itself. I just couldn’t think straight. Whenever I tried to focus on something else all that came to my mind were images of Hazel‘s gorgeous stockinged feet toying with my hard cock and balls until they shot pints of cum like water from a fire hose.

Then it came to me. Through all of the teasing and subtle manipulations of Hazel‘s sweaty feet rubbing sensually against my pulsating cock and balls, I somehow found the strength to do the very thing that Hazel told me I didn’t have the strength for. I excused myself from the table, telling Marcus and Lilin that they were right – that I wasn’t feeling good and would go outside to get myself some air. It was a perfect plan, I’d tuck my hard dick behind my leg so it didn’t tent my trousers when I stood up, walk towards the nearest toilet, jerk myself off to relieve the pent up ache in my cock and balls, clean up and them come back to the table feeling refreshed. I didn’t care how sexy or sultry Hazel was, she simply wasn’t going to be able to dominate a cock that just came no matter how hard she tried. With that in mind I got up and prepared to make my way to the table when she piped in with a most unwelcome statement.

“I’m gonna come with you, you really don’t look too well and I want to make sure that you’re okay.” I swear if you saw her face and heard her voice independently of everything she’d been doing to me at the table, you’d have thought she was the sweetest and kindest woman on Earth. Either way I had no idea what she was up to, but I knew that I wanted no part of it.

“Don’t worry about me, I will be fine. You stay and finish your lunch.”

“My lunch is finished and I’m not taking no for an answer. I’m coming to make sure that you’re OK.”

“No, really, I will be fine on my own.”

I was starting to feel desperate. I just needed to get as far away from that woman as was humanly possible but she was hell bent on not letting that happen. Marcus and Lilin chimed in to her defence and against my better wishes I found myself walking towards the toilets with Hazel directly in front of me chuckling quite loudly.

“You thought you could get away from me, didn’t you?”

“Hazel, stop this, please stop. You’ve made me look a fool in front of Marcus and Lilin and it needs to stop. You’ve won, okay? You’ve won. Whatever point you were trying to make has been made and you’ve won. Now please let me sort myself out in peace.”

“Why would I do that when I know for a fact that you’re going to love what I have in store for you next?”

With that, her delicate fingers grabbed my hard cock through my trousers and stroked its entire length as my heart skipped a beat and my lungs hyperventilated. The woman was completely insane, we were in a reasonably full restaurant with people everywhere but she just didn’t seem to give the tiniest shit about that. She just led me by my cock looking just as casual as she would if she was taking a dog for a walk. Come to think of it, that’s probably exactly how she viewed the situation.

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