Don't Pull Out, Master! (Ten Fertile Bimbo Stories) by Devereux Olga & Bimbeau Neil

Author:Devereux, Olga & Bimbeau, Neil [Devereux, Olga]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-19T00:00:00+00:00

Humiliating His Coworker

Dwayne never expected to find himself with Crystal’s lips sealed around his cock, sucking him off with greedy little slurps. After all, she was the office bitch, not the office bimbo! Crystal was relentless with her snide comments about his dumpy attire, the way he pushed his glasses up his nose, and even the way that nose looked (“fat and unrefined” were the words that still echoed in his brain long after they’d passed her lips).

He could never understand her snotty behavior. Why did Crystal act like such a mean girl all the time to him? Dwayne felt singled out, like skinny Crystal’s fat chosen prey in the jungle of the office. With nowhere to run in their land of tightly-packed cubicles, Dwayne was forced to suffer.

“That disgusting fat pig!” he heard Crystal say in the kitchen one day, leaning over to the secretary with a cruel snicker. “Can you imagine sleeping with him? He’s so huge, he’d probably crush you to death!” On her way out of the kitchen, Crystal rammed him with her hip. “ExCUSE you, Megatron,” she sneered as she clicking down the hall. And that was a good day!

She was a viper, full of venom, a skinny bitch with her sights set on destroying him just for the fun of it. Which is why two days after the kitchen incident, Crystal’s tongue working hungrily around the tip of Dwayne’s thick shaft was particularly surprising.

It was a late evening after everyone else had gone home when he heard the familiar click-click-click of her heels coming down the hallway towards his cubicle. Instantly Dwayne felt his body go rigid with anticipation about whatever barbed comment she was going to fling his way. Her heels clicked closer, then stopped at his cubicle. He cringed, ready for whatever verbal assault she planned to unleash.

“Finally, I’ve got you alone,” she said, peering around the cubicle to look at him. Hungrily, she ran her tongue over her lips, as though laying her eyes on a sumptuous feast. “Now let me taste that fat cock of yours.”

Dwayne looked around, then back to Crystal, confused. A bubble of panic rose in Dwayne’s stomach. She had to be fucking with him. Was she secretly filming this to show everyone the next day? There must be a reason why she was suddenly acting like a dirty slut straight out of a porno instead of the straight-laced bitch he’d suffered under for so long.

Dwayne felt his body growing hot -- he’d never noticed before how plump Crystal’s lips were, how short she wore those business skirts, or how tight her ass was. Before he could react Crystal’s hands were working at his hard cock through his pants, massaging his shaft and undoing the zipper with a greedy flourish of her perfectly manicured fingers to pull him out. His cock stood rigid at attention. Crystal’s eyes grew wide surveying the girth of his cock.

“Oh my god, Dwayne,” she breathed. “I thought you’d be big, but nothing

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