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Chapter 10

Is Nicole ready in time for her work call?

Yes, but not to her liking

Hurrying in to the cabin Nicole pulled off her crop top and almost fell over on the stairs as the toy fucking her was jostled and pressed hard into her clit as a wave of pleasure wracked her body and threatened to spill over into an orgasm. Moaning loudly and biting her lip the 27 year old just managed to climb the stairs and open the closet to see it was a walk in of modest size. When mercifully the toy suddenly went still. Allowing Nicole a breath of relief as she quickly grabbed a top and skirt that seemed like they would do. Discarding the items on the bed Nicole snatched up her phone where she had left it before going to breakfast to double check the time. Nicole was prioritizing her tasks mentally as she began to slide her wet panties off when a text came through on her what's app conversation with Dusty. "Sorry forgot to mention before, keep those panties on. I'm looking forward to taking them off you later my slutty little house guest." Nicole groaned as the toy buzzed to life. He was expertly toying with her she thought. Pulling her underwear back up and slipping into her skirt the social media manager cursed her self for not grabbing a bra but knew she would have to do with out for now. pulling on the off white almost sliver silk button up on Nicole gasped as the soft fabric caressed her naked skin and teased her hard nipples. Fuck, she thought after the top was fully done up and she did a quick check in the mirror. As far as work appropriate it was fine. But her naked chest meant the soft silken top practically clung to her chest's every curve. including the obvious peeks that were her nipples as the whisper quiet toy buzzed just a little faster. Sucking in a sharp breath through her nose Nicole turned her nose up and made her way down to the living room with confidence she didn't have as gnawing thoughts of her collogues noticing her questionable choice to not wear a bra. As she set her laptop on the coffee table and plugged the power cord in, Nicole pondered if she had enough time to make a quick coffee. before dismissing the thought. At home she would have had no issues. but in this unfamiliar place she dare not risk being late.

As she pulled open the link to the call Nicole prayed her nipples were not as noticeable with the lighting and angle. As the image of her sitting there came on the woman's eyes widened with worry. Her chest was not the issue she should have worried about. Nicole had a few cardinal rules when she was on work calls. One of the few that had always been in place and not learned was she always wore underwear, and that the camera was supposed to be eye level! The coffee table was a much lower angle then she would ever normally use. So much so if she wasn't careful well shifting her legs she might accidently flash her collogues the embarrassing wet face plastered on her underwear. A face that was no doubt wetter now that Nicole realized just how embarrassing and shamefully it would be to have her boss Don, or her project manager Stacy see what she was wearing to cover her modesty. Glancing around the room Nicole mentally swore as she could not see any other place to quickly move to meet her rules. Heart racing as she squeezed her thighs together as the toy seemed to buzz faster and she tried to gage how much movement she really had. Leaning over to adjust the screens angle to better hide the possible embarrassing exposure she noticed that this would not do as the angle was just to strange showing more of the ceiling then herself. leaning back defeated the call began and Nicole's stomach dropped out. "Alright everyone in the call now? Great! Take it away Stacy!" Don's voice came in and Nicole settled in for a long coffee less meeting. After 20 minutes Nicole was on the edge. Covertly chewing on the inside of her mouth to take some of the edge off and Stacy turned the meeting over to her. "Glad we are all on the same track with that last point. Now Nicole hun, love the change of scenery we still on track?" Nicole leaned forward "Thank you Stacy. Yes just let me uh-mmm share my screen." Nicole bit her tongue as she couldn't contain the moan at seeing her reflection and how obvious her current posture made it very clear she had not bra on. Nicole continued her part of the presentation quickly recovering from her stumble.

"Great work Nicole, I know you are probably still settling in but please try to have a better work set up until your vacation starts." Nicole's face went crimson and unconsciously crossed her legs. feeling a pit open up as she notices the flash of pink at her mistake. Surprisingly Stacy comes to her defense. "Oh Don, leave her alone. she's dressed better then half of us and she's not even at her own place." Nicole swallowed trying to wet her dry throat. As Don held up his hands chuckling. "point made Stacy. Well we still have a lot to get through so lets break re fill our coffees and be back on in 15min." Nicole finally let out a breath as the call was placed on hold. The toy dropped to a much lower vibration and she growled in frustration. "LET ME CUM!" her screaming wine hanging in the empty cabin as she moved over to the kitchenet and tracking down the things she needed to make a coffee. As she was frustratingly throwing coffee into the pot large rough hand slide up her inner thigh and yanked her skirt up. "You want to cum?" that voice had Nicole hands gripping the edge of the counter as she craved release. "yes sir." her breathless plea was quiet as she arched into his touch. His hand pulled her panties to the side and slid the toy out of her causing a gasping moan to come out of her "open your mouth." Nicole parted her wet lips and the toy that was coated in her own juices slide in no longer on. And his hand traced a teasing finger over her entrance. Her entrance was so sensitive she almost came from that alone, but her muffled scream of joy as his finger slide into her and Nicole couldn't stop herself she pressed down on them and ground her hips. he tried to pull his hand away but she squeezed her legs together trapping his hand and fucking herself on her fingers. picturing herself being made to stand up and strip on that call after being called out on flashing her underwear. And the release she was craving this whole meeting finally came. Nicole slumped over almost completely and letting Dusty pull his hand away. "Well that was very naughty Becky." his husky growl in her ear made Nicole shiver. as he pulled the toy from her mouth. and the reality of what she had just done came to her. "I, I..." but he placed his glistening finger on her lips to quiet her. "Shhh, I don't want to hear what ever dirty orgasm hungry whore excuses you have." Nicole was staring up into his eyes her shoulders rolled slightly aroused and worried she had just made her self late for the rest of the meeting. when she heard the chime of his belt opening and it was only now she noticed he was in slacks and a light blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up part way. Obediently Alice dropped to her knees knowing where this was going. "Suck on my balls and look at me slut." Alice nodded slightly as he held his thick shaft to allow her easy access. Nicole wanted to protest and just have him fuck her mouth like the naughty little fuck toy she was. But bit that back as she cupped his balls and began kissing them before sucking one between her lips. "Better get both of them in there before I **** them in there." he warned. grasping her wrist and tossing it to the side with his other hand. "and put your hands behind your back." Nicole moaned in protest but did as she was told struggling to open her mouth wider and suck his other ball in without hands to aid her.

He huffed in annoyance and put one finger against the corner of her mouth and pulled to her shock and annoyance before rudely dropping his meaty cock across her face and popping his other testicle in between her lips and pulling his hands away, "Now you don't have very long before you need to be back on a call. So I hope you can either work fast and prey you get me off intime. Or sit there will I fuck your bratty mouth. Fail to get me off and I'll be punishing you later. or sit there and take it and hope I leave you time to clean up." Nicole moaned eyes wide at her choices. She didn't really have time to ponder and he was 'playing within the rules' she realized. Pulling her mouth back her lips stretching slightly to allow his balls out of her mouth. she gasped a fresh breath of air before moving back to having his cock flopped across her face only seeing him through one eye as the other had his fat cock across it. "fuck this bratty little slut sir." she mewled catching a slight smirk on his lips. "smart choice." his husky voice content. Nicole then relaxed her throat as he slide his cock between her lips. Her eyes bulged despite her self as he gripped her hair on either side of her head and pulled her face deeper onto his length ignoring her splutters and gagging as she reflexively fought to pull back. He mercilessly fucked her mouth, choaking her with his cock saliva starting to leak down her chin. "better open that shirt before you drool all over it like the cock hungry whore you are." Nicole listened moaning in protest well trying to pull her head back from the thick meat currently blocking her air way. she was just able to open her shir as wet saliva landed pooling on her exposed tits. "Oh i love watching your tits bounce well I fuck your mouth!" he chuckled making her stop with his cock deep down her throat her nose almost touching him. "are you learning your lesson slut? hope so clock is ticking!" Nicole tried to nod as much as she could well trying to say yes but that was almost impossible gagged by the thick meaty log jammed down her throat. All she could manage was a slight nod with her jaw stretched so wide it ached and sending a hum as she tried to speak well taking deep ragged breaths through her nose. "Sorry cant hear you Becky" he mocked before roughly fucking her mouth again. Nicole's eyes watered and she put her hands on his thighs unable to breath again.

when he pulled his cock fully from her mouth and she fell forward gasping onto all fours. Dusty's easily slide his fingers back into her wet exposed entrance and began roughly fingering her "Are you a free use slut?" Nicole cried out in ecstasy "I, I AM!" She moaned out between ragged breaths. "Then why did you make your self cum on my fingers?" He asked spanking her hard and pulling her back up to her knees. His grip returning to her hair to hold her there. "B-because-umph!" he shoved his cock back in her mouth "Because That seems like you using me, not me using you!" He held her there his cock shoved so deep down her throat her nose was pressed against his pelvis. before he pulled it all the way out and tilted her head spitting into her open mouth as she gasped for breath. Nicole fought the urge to puke. gagging involuntarily at the feeling of his hot spit hitting the back of her raw throat. "I know what your limits are." he squatted down still holding her hair as she gasped saliva and tears running down her face and slide a finger into her and making a come hither motion with it. "how owns your pussy well your here?" he asked evenly. "Y-y-you!" she gasped breathless. She was so aroused. Nicole fought through the haze being so turned on by the shame of what was happening she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out still struggling to regain a normal breath. "good girl" he cooed and let go of her hair. "get dressed and fix yourself up before your call. I'll make the coffee." Dazed and feeling robbed of swallowing his load Nicol Shakely rose to her feet and righted her panties. Her ass still stung from being slapped Nicole washed he face of the light tear streaks and dried her chest before rebuttoning her top. Returning to the couch Nicole was confident no one would know she had just had her mouth fucked even if her hair was a little messy. A quick brush could only do so much after all.

"Oh Nicky lose the underwear." Dusty called from the kitchenet to the side. Nicole blushed seeing the call would be live any second and quickly sat up and yanked the pink anime panties down before slamming her ass back on the couch and adjusting her skirt as she noticed camera feeds buffering. Dusty approached from outside the camera's sight his cock still out her coffee held just in front of his hard cock an evil grin across his face as he looked her in the eyes and milked his rod until Nicole watched the load meant for her mouth splash into her mug. Dusty gave a quick stir with the spoon in the mug before setting it to the side of the computer still off screen. Nicole bit her lower lip slightly as she clenched her thighs together seeing 'duty's cream' floating to the surface. "Nicole you still with us?" Stacy asked Snapping her from her fixation Nicole refocused on the meeting "Yes sorry. Just got my coffee and it looks so good!" Nicole lied putting on a fake smile she perfected in collage. "Oh care to show us?" Stacy asked and Nicole hurriedly scooped up her coffee and attempted to slurp in the floating surface. "mmm sorry Stacy but I think we should get back on track." Don supplied just as a thick rope of Dusty's cum hit the back of her throat and caused Nicole to splutter. As she set the cup down Nicole panicked trying to hide her mouth with her other hand as she felt a hot line hanging off her lips and quickly whipped it up and tried to discreetly lick it off her fingers. Dusty made his way around the table and ducked in behind the couch. "hope you like the coffee. and do try and stay focused on your meeting." He then moved away still hidden from her collogues as the tv silently came to life across the room and just over her computer screen. Nicole cursed the wicked man as a video of them last night silently played serving as an arousing and lewd distraction for the reminder of her boring meeting.

And that's how he left her. no underwear thighs squirming threatening to reveal her naked pussy under her skirt. Nicole leaned over to take another sip of coffee only to realize she hadn't buttoned up her shirt all the way and had obviously given an almost unobstructed look down her shirt at her naked chest. Luckily for the perverted woman it was only more of a quick eye full of cleavage. But with her section having already passed Nicole was left to fight her wandering imagination as her own home made porn played silently for her private viewing pleasure. And all the while she had to hide the surreal experience of seeing Dusty pound her like a porn star from her face and try and focus on the meeting. If only she could turn her camera off and address the burning desire building in her core.

Does Nicole make it through the meeting?

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