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August 22, 2013

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Stunning Hotwife Jackie is back with another story of a horny encounter with more random cock.

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I’d been running from meeting to meeting all week long, driving from one end of L.A. to the other and everywhere in between. This is what’s known as “crunch time” in my business and as my boss says, “If your hormones are out of whack take a prozac.” Myself, I prefer a more natural form of feel-good drug. It’s warm, wet and creamy, and if you know me, you know that I can’t get enough.

This particular afternoon I had worked through lunch to help hammer out a deal with a firm in Century City. Their guy was in from New York. He was easy on the eyes to say the least. I’d talked to him on the phone a few times before but I’d never had the pleasure of meeting him in person. As we sat across the conference room table from each other I couldn’t help but wonder what he looked like without that uptight starched shirt and tie. I could tell he had muscular arms and I really wanted to reach out and squeeze them, but I held myself back while we negotiated back and forth. But I guess he must’ve caught me staring a couple of times because after he signed on the bottom line he said, “Jackie, I’ve really enjoyed working with you. Feel like celebrating?” Indeed I did. “Let’s do lunch,” he said.

“I want to change out of this suit first if you don’t mind. I’m staying at the Wilshire Plaza. I’ts a small boutique hotel just a few blocks away. You are welcome to wait there. They have a great patio bar. Or if you like you can go up to my room and hang out there. I’ll call them and have them give you a key.” If I could read the signs he was inviting me for more than a glass of bubbly. “That sounds wonderful” I said. “I can go and freshen up in your room and by then you should be finished here.” I knew the whole thing was a set up and another girl might’ve been somewhat miffed, but I’m not another girl.

I knew exactly where the Wilshire Plaza was. I’d been fucked there a few times already but I pretended to be naive. I knew he’d like that act. He’d like to think he was taking advantage of a sweet married businesswoman. “Where exactly is that hotel?” I asked innocently. “Just two blocks west on Wilshire. You can’t miss it,” he directed.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long. I’m getting hungry already,” I said as I walked out of the office. I walked to the hotel and went straight to the desk. “So good to have you back Senora,” the desk man said. Just my luck he remembered me. “Mr. Allen called and instructed me to give you the key to his room.”
Now I was beginning to feel a little like one of Heidi Fleiss’s two-grand-a-day call girls who catered to the rich and powerful in Hollywood. The thought “Why am I doing this for free?” actually ran through my mind.

The desk man handed me the key and I went up. I immediately made myself at home on the bed and waited for my sexy executive to come and have his way with me. Sure enough he showed up 10 minutes later. Some conference call. All bullshit of course. Just a ploy to get this married woman alone in his room. “Good news Jackie. The conference call was cancelled at the last minute,” he announced as he came though the door looking horny, to say the least. “Oh what a shame.” I said, playing along.

“Well I’ll just get changed. I’m not shy but if you are uncomfortable I will go in the bathroom,” he said. “Not at all. I like to watch!” I told him. He peeled off his shirt. He was wearing a very sexy black wife-beater underneath that starched shirt. I could feel my pussy grow wet and slick. I stood up and did what I’d been dying to do all afternoon, I squeezed his arms and they were good, reeeeeally good. He took hold of my shoulders and kissed me. I reached down and felt what I knew was an amazing hard-on in his pants. I unzipped them and knelt down to get a good close look. God he smelled incredible, and his cock was simply perfection. We’d been inside the room all of about 36 seconds when my mouth consumed his cock. One taste and I knew, this would be the best lunch break I’d had in weeks!

It’s an amazing thing, actually, when you start out meeting someone under professional circumstances, speaking politely to one another, and next thing you know you’re in a hotel room sucking their dick and licking their balls and they’re breathing heavy and saying “Suck my cock you fucking slut. Take a big mouthful you horny bitch!” “I gotta remember to thank Stewart back in New York for recommending I negotiate this deal with you,” he said proudly as he shoved my head down further on his fat cock. I hoped he wasn’t expecting an answer. I had his entire dick buried in my throat. But I did manage a “Hmmmmmmm.” as he fucked my face. I think back on all the times I sat in boring business meetings back in my twenties when I was first starting to climb the corporate ladder.

I was kind of shy about expressing myself back then. Didn’t want to do anything that might seem unprofessional or cast me in a bad light, especially with the men that I worked with. I just didn’t think they’d take me seriously if they saw me just as a piece of meat with a tight little pink pussy. I guess you could say I was a tight ass, one of those chicks you might know from the office that seem stand-offish and cold, and the guys probably joke about her when they’re out for a beer together after work, how she probably just needs to get laid in a big way. You know the type. All business.

I look back on those days and I realize how many opportunities I missed to suck all that corporate cock. Whoever said that you mustn’t mix business with pleasure just never had the chance to stick his fingers up his colleague’s wet pussy and hear her purrr like the minx that she really is. And you know what I’ve learned? Opening your legs to your co-worker really promotes harmony in the work-place. Yoga on your lunch break? Never touch the stuff myself, and since I started doing “favors” for my clients my boss seems happier with my work. I now get promotions and raises on a regular basis. He says I have “the right attitude.”

My boss tells the execs who blow into town that I’m their go-to-gal. In other words, the girl to see about getting their dick sucked. Well, that’s okay with me. As long as they’re hot and have an awesome package. Cause if there’s one thing I love, it’s good dick. And this guy had it, mmmmm, he was delicious.
I could’ve sucked him off for hours, but he wanted to get some of his own. He laid me out on the bed and his long fingers explored my cunt, tickling my G-spot and getting me even hotter than I already was as he finger fucked me. Then he’d squeeze my nipples and shove his cock back inside my hot mouth, forcing it further and further down my throat holding it there then pulling out so I could breath, then shoving it back in. This guy really loved having his dick sucked! If he had his way my mouth would be permanently attached to his cock. He was driving me totally crazy, and all I knew was I had to get his hard cock in my cunt. We were not going to leave that room until he fucked me, and that was that! “You know,” I said, briefly removing his dick from my mouth, “if I keep sucking your cock like this I may be in line for a big bonus.” “Is that right? Well just what do you think you’re worth?”

“Well, let’s just take stock of what you’re getting today. To start with, I was easy on you this morning while we were working out those figures.” “Secondly,” I continued, fondling his balls, “I cancelled an important lunch with a VIP client to have ‘lunch’ with you.” “I see what you’re getting at. You really went the distance for me today, didn’t you? And don’t think it’s gone unnoticed,” he said, moaning each time I went down further on his big dick. “Thirdly, I haven’t even eaten a thing yet today…except, of course, this big hunk of meat you keep forcing down my throat, mmmm, talk about your grade A prime beef!” “So you’re saying I owe you a meal.” I lay back on the bed and spread myself wide open and watched him salivate over my wet cunt. “Baby, I’m saying you owe me one hell of a fuck!” My pussy was so hot it felt like it was going to spontaneously combust any moment. The thought actually went through my mind, Oh God, don’t let my pubic hair explode into flames like Michael Jackson’s hair! I needed relief and I needed it now. The truth is, he’d had me hot since I first laid eyes on him several hours earlier. So you can imagine how uncomfortable it was to walk around with a “hard-on” for about six hours!

But I must admit right here and now, the wait was entirely worth it!! The second that he sunk his meat inside my hot little wet box I let loose with an immediate orgasm. Ahhhhh! I spell relief F-U-C-K-I-N-G, and this guy knew how to work his wand in a big and wonderful way. I just couldn’t get him deep enough inside me. As he thrust into me, I thrust right back, working him deeper and deeper inside, tickling my G-spot, making me cum again and again. I held on to his ass and pulled him right back to me each time he began to pull away. “You like this baby? Is this what you wanted? He really had to ask? “I sure do like it, and it’s exactly what I wanted. How did you know?” “I know a few things,” he said, and I thought he was really being humble. I mean, this guy knew more than a few things. And I was prepared to spend the rest of the afternoon allowing him to impart his vast knowledge on to my body.”

He turned me over and set a pillow beneath my stomach to raise my ass up further to his cock for even deeper penetration. It was a very nice little trick. “How’s that?” he asked, but I had a hard time responding. To be honest, I had a hard time even catching a breath. That’s when you know you’re really being fucked well, when you almost forget to breath. “Uh-huh,” I managed to utter somehow. And then, as he pounded my pussy with his hard meat, my comments became much more gutteral and much less comprehensible, but somehow I think he got the idea. “Put your legs together, baby.” “Really?” “Trust me. You’ll like it.” Like any good slut, I did as he requested and put my knees together like a good girl. It must have worked to make my pussy tighter for him because he really started ramming his cock deep as he could into my wet hole. I could tell he was having a great time when he got on his knees and grabbed my ass cheeks. He loved watching his hard dick as he shoved it in and out of my cunt. He slapped my ass a few times for good measure and even called me his “Little whore!” Oh yeah, he would remember this “little whore” for a long time when he got back to big Apple. I can only imagine what he would tell his buddies back at the office.

I didn’t have to wait long, he was getting to the home stretch. He pulled me up on my knees and grabbed my shoulders. He pulled me back hard at the same time he drove forward and slammed his cock as hard as he could into my pussy like he was trying to teach me a lesson…and he was. But he wasn’t done yet. One last hard thrust and then he pulled his dick out of me. “On your back baby!” he growled, I rolled over and spread my legs wide expecting he would want to fuck me face to face when he shot his load. Instead he just wanted to fuck my face one more time. He pushed his dick in my mouth and shoved it down until he had the entire thing buried deep in my throat. He held it there for a few seconds and kept mumbling “Oh baby!” then popped it out of my mouth as quick as he had shoved it in. “Okay baby, off the bed and back down on your knees!” He jumped off the bed and stood at attention with his cock straight out in front of him. I crawled off the bed and onto the floor. I got on my knees like he told me to and took his cock back into my mouth. I began to move my head back and forth over his dick and I sucked thinking he wanted to finish by fucking my face and just wanted a better angle at my mouth. But he surprised me again! “No!” he growled softly as he pulled his dick out of my mouth.”Take my cock in your hand and jack me off!” he ordered. I did as he said but kept trying to get the head of his dick in my mouth as I stroked his cock thinking that’s what he would like. Again, he said “No, get your mouth off my cock! I want you to jack me off until I cum and I want you to spray my load all over your face when I do!” Okay I had my orders and it was my job to follow them. I began to stroke his cock faster and faster. “Open your mouth, open your mouth!” he began to shout. Too Late! by that time his hot cum was all over my face and hair. But there was a lot more where that came from. As I continued to jerk his hard dick I opened my mouth and another big load shot onto my tongue. I kept jerking and he kept shooting cum all in my wide open mouth. “Oh baby…you’re my cum slut. You little married cock whore! You’re my cum slut aren’t you?” I couldn’t answer with a mouthful of cum. “Suck it baby, suck it!” he pleaded. I took a big gulp and swallowed his load down then took his cock back into my mouth. It was amazing, I continued to suck more cum out of his dick.

“Mmmmmmmm baby” I managed to say as I cleaned his cock. “Your my cum slut. Look at your beautiful face covered in my cum. I want to make you my cum slut every time I’m back in town on business. Until I see you again all I’m gonna think about is how I’m gonna shove my cock deep down your throat again until your eyes water and paint your gorgeous face with my hot jizz. I’ll email you right before I make my next trip out west, and when I walk into this office again, I want to see your hot little ass there waiting for me. I want to see that pretty face smiling at me just like it is now just waiting to take another big load of my cum all over it.

Jackie

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