Hot Arab Girl With Great Ass Gets Fucked Hard At The Office
The sleek glass doors of Al-Qadim Industries slid open, revealing the bustling lobby of one of Dubai’s hottest startups. Today was special – not only was it the annual company picnic, but the new office girl had started, Fresh from her university in Cairo, Yasmine was the talk of the town with her perky tits, luscious brunette locks, and a juicy Arab booty that could make a grown man weep.
As Yasmine sauntered through the hallways, her flared hips swayed hypnotically. The clacking of her strappy high heels echoed off the exposed ductwork. Passers-by gawked blatantly, their jaws hanging loose. But Yasmine carried herself like a queen, an enigmatic smirk playing at her full red lips.
Ahmed, the business development lead, whistled through his teeth. “Well well, what have we here? An Egyptian goddess, come to bless our humble abode?” He leaned against his cubicle wall, adjusting the tent forming in his pants.
Yasmine giggled. “And a forward greetings it is!” She batted her lashes. “Perhaps tomorrow you can teach me the ropes?”
“Tomorrow it is!” Ahmed’s eyes narrowed hungrily. “My ropes, your, hm, training…”
Yasmine winked, then sauntered on, letting her ass do the talking. The morning flew by in a sensual haze.
As the clock ticked 5.too, the office had emptied, save for a few stragglers – and Yasmine, waiting patiently in the break room, transformed into her ‘after dark’ work attire. A black lace teddy, fishnets, and leopard-print fuck me heels. Her pussy already dripped in anticipation of what was to come.
Ahmed stalked in, a hungry machismo radiating from his pores. “Well hello there, kitty cat,” he purred, smacking her on the ass. “Ready to get to work?” Yasmine mewled and crawled onto the table, presenting her thick cheeks.
Ahmed flipped up her felt skirt. He smacked the pliant flesh, leaving perfect palm-shaped rosy imprints. “You like this, ya pharaohn? Like getting treated like a dirty whore?” He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head back viciously.
“Hnnnngh!” Her eyes rolled in pleasure and Yasmine ground her hips into the table. The cool Formica felt deliciously obscene against her scorched skin. “I’m your cocksleeves, ya shibh. Use me as you please.”
The words had hardly left her lips before Ahmed pulled his throbbing cock free, smacking it against Yasmine’s wet slit. “Damn right you are,” he growled. “Ain’t no better way to learn the trade than bending over and taking it up the ass, hmmm?” He plunged balls-deep into her ass without preamble.
“AGH! YESSS!” Yasmine’s eyes bulged as he finally violated that untouched rosebud. The pain melted into unimaginable ecstasy as he railed her tender cheeks with punishing thrusts. “Fuck fuck fuck I’m mating with the fucking Policeman of tits and trap, nomnomnomnom!”
Her perky tits bounced in time with Ahmed’s hips, and she reached up to maul the pale pillows. The feel of his hands gripping that muscular ass, spreading her open like a cheap meal, made Yasmine gush a flood of sweet Egyptian honey. “More more more!”
Ahmed complied, pounding her ass into oblivion. He pounded, thrust, plunged, fucked, and fuckfuckfucked that sticky sweet rosebush until Yasmine saw God. Tongue lolling, attention completely split between the vice grip of his cock and the vise grip of his imagination, she came harder than she ever had in her life, squirting everywhere.
“Urrrhrgh! Slut!” Ahmed growled which triggered his own intense orgasm. He pumped Yasmine full to bursting with thick Musky Yemeni cum. It sludged out around his cock as it spasmed and throbbed, gouting innards.
They collapsed in a sweaty mess on the office table, panting and twitching. Yasmine finally caught her breath and giggled. She had to admit, that had been a solid first day at Al-Qadim Industries. But there was still so much to learn.
“How about tomorrow, you teach me the joys of banging January’s intern, hmmm?” Yasmine stretched like a cat, letting Ahmed admire her pretty pink rainbows. “She’s got a mysterious gap in her calendar during marketing meetings…”
