German Blonde Fucking With Her Boss For A Salary Increase – Super Sexy
The sultry scent of Lust wafted through the air as Lilith sauntered into her boss’s sprawling penthouse office suite. Her stiletto heels clicked a staccato rhythm on the polished marble floor, announcing her arrival before she even crossed the threshold. Lilith paused at the doorway, her flushed cheeks and biting her plump lower lip as she took in the scene before her.
Sprawled out on the plush leather couch, Alexander K. Hartman looked like he’d stepped straight out of the pages of GQ. His chiseled features, usually offset by a sharp Tom Ford suit, were currently clad only in a crisp black dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar, suggesting he too was ready for their illicit tryst. His piercing blue eyes raked over her body, undressing her with one heated glance.
A wicked smile curved Alexander’s lips. “Get your sexy little ass over here, Miss Lilith,” he purred, crooking a finger at her. “You said you wanted to discuss a…’raise’, correct?” His pauses dripped with innuendo.
Lilith didn’t miss a beat. She slinked towards him, hips swaying, her silk blouse straining against her ample cleavage. “Indeed I did, Mr. Hartman,” she breathed, perching herself on the arm of the couch. Her manicured hand rested high on his muscled thigh. “I believe a promotion is long overdue…”
Alexander chuckled low in his throat, a sound that made Lilith’s core clench with need. “Oh I’ll give you a promotion all right,” he growled, grabbing her wrist and yanking her flimsy blouse open in one fluid motion. Buttons flew everywhere as he exposed her lacy black bra.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he groaned, palming one heavy tit through the delicate fabric. Lilith arched into his touch, a breathy moan escaping her parted lips. Biting her lip, she reached down to unfasten his belt while he freed her other breast from its confinement.
“I’ve wanted you from the moment I started at Hartman & Associates,” Lilith admitted breathlessly as she struggled with his zipper, more than ready to have him inside her. A deep throated moan tore from her throat as his hand found the slick heat between her thighs, unconcerned with the expensive skirt that was undoubtedly ruined.
“Is that so? Well, I’m going to make fucking you my personal project,” Alexander rasped, leaning in to nip at her ear as he pressed two long fingers inside her clasping heat. Lilith whimpered at the sudden stretch, her head falling back in bliss.
Suddenly, her legs found themselves swinging to straddle his hips. The head of his thick cock prodded insistently at her wet entrance. With a wanton groan, Lilith sank down on his lap, engulfing him inch by glorious inch.
“Oh my god,” she keened, the sweet stretch quickly giving way to pleasure as her greedy body eagerly swallowed him whole. The couch creaked loudly with their lewd motions. Not that Lilith was about to worry about that – all thoughts fled her head except one: she was so utterly, perfectly full.
Her hips rolled, finding a rhythm as she ground her dripping hot spot along the length of his rigid shaft, savoring each drag against that bundle of nerves deep inside. Sweat glistened on Alexander’s brow as he bucked up into her, his big hands gripping her ass hard.
“Such a good girl,” Alexander panted, thrusting up at a frantic pace. “Milking my cock like you were fucking made for it.” His words made Lilith clench harder around him, tightening the slick vise of her depths. She could feel his member growing thicker, coming close to release. Squeezing her eyes closed in ecstasy, she slammed herself down to meet every fierce thrust, the slap of flesh on flesh and their moans of pleasure filling the air.
“Fuck, your cunt is gripping me so tight,” Alexander grunted, picking up speed. “I’m going to fill you up until you’re fucking drenched, pump this greedy pussy full of my cum…”
His filthy words made Lilith see stars. Her thighs quaked, muscles starting to burn with exertion as she chased her high, furiously bouncing in his lap. Suddenly, she clenched and stiffened, a loud cry ripping from her throat as ecstasy crashed over her in a wave.
As Lilith spasmed and trembled around him, Alexander grabbed her hips, rutting into her with animalistic grunts. “Fuck yes, cum on my cock,” he snarled…and then with one last mighty thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, pulsing heat flooding Lilith’s fluttering channel.
Lilith clung to his strong shoulders, legs like cooked noodles as they panted through the aftershocks. Alexander’s hands rubbed soothing circles on her hips. Finally, he lifted her off of him, cock slipping free with a lewd gush of their combined essence. Lilith shivered at the sensation.
Extricating himself from the couch, Alexander tugged his pantalons up and buttoned his shirt, looking every inch the debonair CEO once more. Lilith, meanwhile, couldn’t stop the giggle that bubbled up through her post-orgasmic haze as she struggled to get her bra fastened back on.
“Your raise has been approved,” Alexander said with a cheeky grin, gathering up the discarded buttons from her torn blouse. He tossed them after the trail of her ruined desk clothes laid across the expensive office carpet. “You’ve certainly proven yourself well-suited for the position.”
Lilith laughed, fixing her disheveled bun. Despite the scope of what had transpired, both remained utterly unfazed. “I’m glad I could meet your expectations, Mr. Hartman. I look forward to earning even more raises in the future.”
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll have many opportunities to perform more…appraisals,” he winked, handing her a slim silk handkerchief to dab between her quivering thighs before tucking her skirt back into place. “Shall we head to the boardroom and negotiate this promotion properly?”
Lilith smirked. “I thought you’d never ask.” Linking arms, they headed out the door together to continue their meeting, leaving a trail of sex-drunk elevator operators and startled secretaries in their wake.
The End.||
