Grind, Then Back to the Grind

You know that you'll be seeing Anne later, and you kind of like the idea of having a more positive relationship with her than you likely will with other women. So you want to wait to really do anything with her until later, but you also still feel pretty close to cumming and want some release. You know that she'll do what you want anyways, and you come up with an idea for her to enjoy it too. With all of this in mind, you say, "You get really turned on by grinding on me in your cheerleading uniform, and the idea really turns you on, as does the idea of me cumming on you and the uniform." Then, you continue, "Yeah, we should get back to work soon. But the idea of seeing you later is really turning me on, and you're fucking beautiful. Could we maybe just make out or even grind for a minute? Sorry if that's strange to ask."

You know it's a weird thing to say, but you don't really care because you think that it will get you what you want while leaving her fairly happy and turned on. Her look confirms this as her face immediately flushes and she practically squirms with arousal. She grabs your hand and says, "Come on then sexy," in a sultry tone. You follow behind her, and she leads you into the bathroom in the room you were in. It's generally unused, and kept incredibly clean. The fact that you did your tests in the open, even though it was in a fairly unused area, stuns you for a second, and you focus in on that thought.

You're shaken from that as your eyes alight on Anne. Her eyes are locked on your face, and she's sexily removing her pants, having already gotten off her jacket and shirt. You too remove your clothes, getting naked before her. You see her bite her lip in need, then look at the outfit she's now wearing and feel your dick harden. Apparently, when you said skimpy, the stone decided that you meant it. Her top seemed like more than a bra earlier when it was under her clothes, but it's only because the bottom extends further down and with more uniformity than a bra would. The top of it, however, came down in a wide U shape and barely covered her nipples. In fact, with some movements her nipples would momentarily be slightly visible. The skirt, if you could call it that, reached just about halfway down her ass and exposed some of her pussy. It was also hemmed with something that was fluffy and white.

Your dick fully hardens, and her eyes widen. Her face takes on a sexy smile, and she struts towards you, swinging her hips, which reveals her jiggling, juicy ass, as well as everything else. In moments she's pressed against you, kissing you passionately. You reach down and grab her ass under her skirt, then repeatedly squeeze it in your hand. As you do, you press your lips back into hers and use your other hand to pull her head towards yours.

Anne starts to moan while kissing you, and she grinds against your erect dick. You feel her skirt against you but also feel her wet pussy rubbing against your cock. You grip her ass harder and now use your other hand to pull her torso against you. Her tits press erotically against your chest and you feel your dick throb.

In moments, you lose control and feel yourself about to cum. You just pant out, "I'm going to cum against my bitch."

As you do, you start to cum, your dick pulsing in pleasure. Upon hearing her trigger phrase, Anne too orgasm, but this time she feels it while conscious. Her face immediately registers surprise but quickly becomes engulfed in pleasure as she falls to her knees, her legs twisting around her cunt and her hands shooting there. She writes in pleasure, moaning, and your cum hits her skirt as she goes down. Then it hits her stomach, followed by her tits and top as your orgasm continues on.

Finally, your orgasm ends and you start to come back to reality. Somehow, your dick twitches again as you see Anne still finishing her intense orgasm before you, her face scrunched up in agonizing pleasure and her hands desperately plunging into her pussy. She too eventually comes down from her orgasmic high. As she does she pants and smiles in relaxed ecstasy, then says, "I love you."

"I love you too," you reply. You do really like her, and you have pined for her for a long time, but you also made her feel the way she does. As such, that response seems to be the only good one to you. Your eyes alight on the copious amounts of cum that Anne has plastered on her body, and you see globs of it stuck to and running down her insane, jiggling cleavage.

She seems to notice at the same time, and starts to go wash it off. Instead of allowing her to do that, you give into your mean streak a little bit say, "Keep my cum on you and the uniform. In fact, run it around your tits as much as possible, and then just put your clothes on over it." Anne starts to rub your cum into her tits since she has to do what you want, but you can actually tell she doesn't like the idea much. Given how you feel about her, you say, "From now on, doing whatever I say makes you happy and turns you on. Doing more things that I tell you to do will turn you on more and more, and doing something that I tell you to for an extended period of time will keep you happy and turned on. However, you will still feel the disgust, embarrassment, and other negative feelings that you otherwise would, but they will drastically increase your pleasure."

You watch Anne closely, waiting it see what will happen. She seems to go through a whole suite of emotions, but ultimately she still exudes some amount of disgust. That disgust, however, has been matched if not exceeded by arousal, and you can also see some semblance of happiness in her face. She grows more flush. As she rubs in more of your cum you see her nipples harden in her cheerleading top and notice the sexy look she's giving you.

Finally, she finishes rubbing in the cum, leaving her tits with a sheen. She redresses, and you note the slight dampness that her white blouse already takes on before she buttons up her jacket all the way to cover it. You decide to allow it, and say, "Alright, we should probably head back, but I'll see you tonight."

"Definitely," she replies with a sultry smile. "I'll see you later." She heads out before you to avert suspicion.

While you wait, your phone suddenly goes off loudly, indicating you've received a text from your boss. Worried for a moment, you open it quickly. In it, he wrote, "Hey, what's fucking taking you so long? If you have the coffee then bring them here, but otherwise one of the actresses needs her car brought around quickly and the driver is gone. She said you can do it after I said I thought you could, but damnit you need to get back here soon. "