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Chapter 9 by KittyMidget KittyMidget

Does Mr Johnson succeed in his naked plan?

He prevails.

"Come, Emily." Mr Johnson says walking over to his nigh swiveling chair stroking his cock. He knows that he can't **** you because you can accuse him of ****. Then what will his wife and kids think of him?

You can see that your old boss is softly giggling at your sudden shyness. You didn't want to be rude and lose your job at the same time. Maybe. MAYBE if you left him fuck you with a condom, you won't lose a thing. "Emily, sweetheart. I know you want this. You've been taunting me all day with that body of yours."

Knowing that your job and life was on the line, you had to do it. You slowly walk over to where your boss sat. "Suck me Emily." Your boss said patting his shiny johnson on the head. With no other choice, closed in the distance between you and your boss. Once there, you knelt down on your knees. Button flies everywhere as Mr. Johnson rips open your front blouse. The only thing that's sheathing your breasts away from Mr. Johnson was your black bra. His hand came behind your head as you let him guild your head to his erect member. Your mouth was still closed because you haven't opened to the idea of letting him **** your mouth yet.

Just when you open your mouth to protest, he takes that as an invitation to slide into your mouth. His hand is still holding the back of your head as you try to adjust to the cock in your mouth. You notice that Mr. Johnson's cock was thick and hard. Trying to be a good employee, you let your tongue play with his open slit on the head of his cock. Your mouth slightly tighten on his cock as it pulses in your mouth. Your hands started to fiddle with his ball sack grazing the skin slightly. You can hear your boss moan as he lifts his hips up slowly.

"Ooooohhh, Emily. That feels goooood!" He says now with both hands gripping on the handle of his chair. Both your hands was still busy holding his cock and playing with his ball sack. Sliding your mouth on his hot man pole faster trying to make him cum in your mouth so you don't have to be violated else where. You feel that the old man is close to cumming because his grunts were getting louder and louder. On the other hand, you can't deny that your snatch is getting wet. You wanted in on some action too.

At the back of your throat, you can taste the saltiness. It's telling you that he's at the verge of cumming right now but it confused you as he pull your head. "I don't want to cum just yet. I still want to feel the warmth of your pussy, Emily."

Fighting with your inner demons, you decide to give in. "Only if you have a condom I will let you fuck my pussy Mr Johnson."

He smiles and pulls out a whole box with of condoms. You were still shocked on your knees. "Lay on the desk. I want to taste you."

You got up on your feet beginning to take the rest of your clothes off. "Don't. I want to be the one that takes them off your body as I fuck you." He says motioning you to sit on his desk. You obeyed him sitting on top of his work papers. He scoots forward on his chair as he spreads open your legs. He hooks one leg over his shoulders and held the other leg with his hand. His other free hand, he pushed up your pencil skirt and hiked your underwear to the side where he can analyze your pussy. It smiles at the view because it was glistening wet. You felt a bit embarrassed because you couldn't believe how your old boss can make you so horny.

As his face inch closer to your pussy, you prop yourself on one elbow and touched yourself with the other hand. You gave out a cry of surrender as his tongue touches your wet glistening pussylips. You can feel his tongue trying to probe in between your lips. "Ohh, Mr Johnson." You softly said his name.

Without another thought, you began to hump onto his face as he latches on your clitoris. Sucking on it as he slides one finger at first, then two fingers. He slowly slides his two fingers inside you taunting you to orgasm. Your free hand was pinching your nipple. You were shocked when you grunted and pushed downward to meet his probing fingers.

"I knew you wanted this Emily." Mr Johnson said getting up on his feet. "Now I'm going to give you what you deserve. Taunting me all day with that sexy body of yours."

"Ooh, teach me a lesson then." You said opening your eyes to see that Mr Johnson was rubbing his cock on your pussylips. "No. Put. A. Condom. First." You protested, afraid of the consequences.

"Don't worry love. I got a vasectomy a few years ago. I'm safe." He tried convincing you as he rubs his cock against your inner pussylips.

"UUhuuuuuuu. Still. Please. Lets. Be. Safe." You protested.

"Sweety, I'm allergic to condoms." He claims. Lust was clouding your judgments to make the right decision. His lips were kissing it's way up to your neck nuzzling that throbbing spot on your neck.

His other hand is still there rubbing and guiding his cock into your pussy slowly. Mr Johnson's intension is to fuck you bareback no matter what and if he has to make you forget for a split second than he was going to do that. He takes your mouth and at the same time, he thrust into your pussy.

"OOOOOOH! You're big Mr Johnson!" You moan moving along with his rhythm. There was an alarm ringing in your head but you can't seem to remember what you were suppose to do.

Mr Johnson was moaning in saying some stuff you didn't quite understand. "...you're so tight Emily. So very tight..."

"Fuck me harder." You said leaving scratch marks on his back setting one hand on the table to stablize yourself. He pulls your butt off the edge fucking you in the air. His balls were hitting your butt and your pussy was clenching on his cock. You felt yourself cumming anytime soon now.

"OOOOh Emily, you made me so happy that I'm going to cum." Mr Johnson says grunting louder and louder.

"No, pull out. Please." You said but at the same time, you're also so close to cumming. "Oh god. Don't stop!"

You fuck him harder trying to beat his orgasm when suddenly you cum unexpectedly. Your pussy spasms on your boss's cock that it **** him to cum deep inside your unprotected womb. He was pushing himself as deep as he could pushing himself into another orgasm. Your pussy pulses again exhausting your whole body.

What happens now?

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