The struggle to stay on the path

With an almost mindbreaking itch of horniness unscratched, Princess made his way down the elevator and into the office areas. As usual he was groped and cat-called like crazy, and just as usual Princess loved it and responded positively. He was unsure whether to take up one of the futas offer by sucking their cock and sitting under their desk for the day. On one hand, it would scratch than insufferable itch, on the other hand, he'd waste a whole days worth of work. Mistress would not be happy... He pondered for a bit and finally came up with a brilliant idea. Instead of sucking her cock the whole day, he'd just finish her off and be on his way! He suggested the idea to her, to which she responded with a sigh. "Aaalright, but please don't be quick. My male at home broke last week and I haven't gotten a new one since then, so I'm pent up as shiiiit."

Princess smiled and approved. He eagerly made his way around the desk and kneeled between the futas legs. It felt cramped and dark, but the cock growing infront of him distracted him from all that. Her skirt did nothing to conceal her 10-inch shecock as it slowly rose to the roof of the desk. Below it hung a pair of huge sweaty balls, begging to be cleaned. Like a hungry animal Princess moved onto the musky ballsack with vigorous aggression. As those salty balls were being vacuumed of all juices, saliva was being lathered all over them. Princess left the clean and shiny only to move onto the towering cock above him, with equal vigor as before he pulled it down to face it and pushed it into his willing mouth. It radiated a musky warmth, filling his nostrils with the aroma of cock which sent him into a state of utter sluttiness and lust. The futa began to buck her hips as Princess slobbered all over her pulsating cockmeat. Spittle and precum ran down his chin and stained his skin tight dress, but without a care in the world he continued his assult on the juicy cock. The sounds of cocksucking were loud enough for everyone around the office to hear. Princess could hear the futa calling him all sorts of names, "You're such a slut, Miss Lane should've named you Bitch instead of Princess, that would have fit much better." He just smiled as her cock was balls deep.

After nearly 30 minutes of continuous gurgling and slobbering, he felt the cock begin to pulsate and strain as it was lodged deep down his throat. With decent **** the first jet of cum shot straight down his throat, which he swallowed it expertly. The second load was much more forceful and larger but with enough dedication he managed to swallow it smoothly. After countless jets of cum shot down his gullet he began to tire but his horniness kept him eager. When finished, he dutifully cleaned the remaining globs of cum off her cock and pathetically crawled out of the cramped space under the desk. "Thanks cutie, you can come down her any time you like, I wont get a new male until my next paycheck." She winked. Princess giggled and bobbed his head up and down in eagerness. Onwards he went but as he passed a glass window, his reflection made him blush.

He was ruined. Saliva running down his chin and mouth reaking of cum. He looked down and noticed his dress had sagged down to his waist, which he quickly pulled up and covered his budding tits. Any drops were quickly slurped up and he did his best to clean his lips with his tongue. No doubt some was still visible, but that only added to his charm. What made him more frustrated was that his itch hadn't been scratched yet, he rubbed his plug and moaned.

Carrying on he noticed that the attention he got was getting more intense in his current state. Princess didn't mind though, he'd grown to love it. He swayed his hips and winked at several cat-calling futas. Work was fading from his mind and his thoughts and feelings began to take control. He could feel his boi-cunt twitch, he was aching to be fucked.