A Secretary Really Naughty

The Naughty Secretary Chronicles

Sandra was a naughty little secretary, always ready to please her boss in more ways than one. Today, she had decided to push the envelope further than ever before. Dressed in a sheer lace teddy that left little to the imagination, fishnet stockings, and her signature black heels, Sandra sauntered into her boss’s office, ready to surprise him.

“Good morning, Mr. Johnson,” she purred, closing the door behind her. “I thought you might need some extra attention today.”

Her boss, a middle-aged man with a hungry gaze, looked up from his paperwork, his eyes widening as he took in her revealing attire. “Sandra, what a pleasant surprise. And to what do I owe this pleasure?”

Sandra smiled coyly, slowly unzipping her teddy to reveal her petite breasts and pert nipples. “I thought I could provide you with a little stress relief, Sir.”

Mr. Johnson licked his lips, his pants already tightening at the sight of his gorgeous secretary offering herself to him. “Is that so?”

He stood up, moving around his desk to face her. Sandra reached out, slowly unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, freeing his already stiffening cock. She wrapped her small hand around his shaft, stroking it slowly, feeling it grow harder with each pass of her fingers.

“Mmm, you’re already so excited, Sir,” she purred, dropping to her knees before him. “Let me help you with that.”

She leaned forward, her soft lips encircling the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Mr. Johnson groaned, his hands tangling in her blonde hair, urging her to take more of him into her hot mouth.

Sandra obliged, taking him deeper, her hand continuing to stroke what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. She bobbed her head, sucking and slurping loudly, making sure the whole office could hear how enthusiastically she was blowing her boss.

“Fuck, Sandra,” Mr. Johnson gasped, his hips bucking forward, fucking her face. “You’re so good at that, I’m not going to last long.”

Sandra pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her bottom lip to the head of his cock. “Don’t you dare come yet, Sir,” she ordered sternly. “I’ve got plans for this hard cock.”

She stood up, turning around and bending over his desk, her ass high in the air. She shimmied out of her teddy, exposing her bare pussy to him. “Fuck me, Sir,” she demanded, reaching back to spread her ass cheeks for him. “Fuck your naughty little secretary.”

Mr. Johnson didn’t need to be told twice. He stepped forward, lining his cock up with her wet entrance. He grabbed her hips, slamming into her with one hard thrust, burying himself balls-deep in her tight heat.

“Oh, fuck yes!” Sandra cried out, loving the feeling of her boss’s cock stretching her open. “Fuck me hard, Sir!”

Mr. Johnson set a brutal pace, pounding into her roughly, his heavy balls slapping against her clit with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with Sandra’s screams of pleasure as he fucked her mercilessly.

“Touch yourself,” he growled, reaching around to grip her throat with one hand while continuing to rail her. “I want to feel your pussy clench around my cock when you come on it.”

Sandra obeyed without hesitation, her hand flying to her clit, rubbing tight circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves. It only took a few strokes before she was crying out, her pussy clamping down on his cock like a vice as she orgasmed hard.

“Fuck, Sandra, your pussy feels so good,” Mr. Johnson groaned, fucking her through her climax. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”

With a few more hard thrusts, he slammed into her one last time, burying himself deep as he came hard, his hot seed spilling into her greedy cunt. Sandra moaned, loving the feeling of her boss’s cum painting her insides.

As they both came down from their highs, Mr. Johnson pulled out, watching as his cum leaked out of her abused hole. “Clean yourself up and get back to work,” he ordered, tucking himself back into his pants. “And Sandra, we’ll have to do this again soon.”

Sandra smiled deviously, cleaning herself up before sashaying out of the office, her mind already racing with ideas of how to seduce her boss again. She knew it would only be a matter of time before they were going at it again, and she couldn’t wait.