VIXEN Bad Intern Begs To Be By Her Boss

Title: The Naughty Intern’s Squirting Spectacle

In the heart of the city, in a high-rise office building, hides a tale of lust and debauchery involving a naughty intern and her boss. Meet Sofia, a Latina bombshell with curves that can make men weak in the knees, and pun intended, as she often finds herself kneeling before her superior.

Sofia had walked into Mr. Johnson’s office, her voluptuous ass swaying with each step. She was dressed in a tight pencil skirt and a partly unbuttoned blouse, her cleavage peeking out enticingly. Her boss looked up from his desk, his eyes immediately drawn to the plump mounds of her breasts.

“You wanted to see me, Mr. Johnson?” Sofia purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

“Yes, Sofia,” he replied, his voice slightly hoarse. “I’ve noticed your work has been… lacking. I think it’s time you showed me what you’re really capable of.”

A wicked grin spread across Sofia’s face. She sauntered over to him, her hips swaying like the pendulum of a clock, counting down to the moment they would both explode with pleasure. She leaned over his desk, her breasts brushing against it.

“I think I can do better,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “But you’ll need to show me how.”

Mr. Johnson’s cock twitched at her words. He knew he was playing with fire, but the way she looked at him, the way her body called to him, he couldn’t resist. He stood up, towering over her, and took her face in his hands.

“On your knees, intern,” he demanded, his voice firm with authority.

Sofia obediently dropped to her knees, her hands already reaching for his belt. She tugged it open, her nimble fingers deftly unzipping his pants. She reached inside, pulling out his hard, throbbing cock. She licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

“Look at what you do to me, Mr. Johnson,” she said, wrapping her hand around his shaft. “I can’t help myself. I need a taste.”

She leaned forward, her mouth open, and took him inside. She sucked hard, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. Mr. Johnson groaned, his hands fisting in her hair. He guided her head, fucking her mouth, watching her lips stretch around him.

“That’s it, intern,” he growled. “Take my cock like a good girl.”

Sofia moaned around him, the sound vibrating through his shaft. She took him deeper, her throat constricting around him. She could feel him at the back of her throat, and she looked up at him, her eyes watering, pleading with him.

Mr. Johnson pulled her off, his cock slick with her spit. He lifted her onto his desk, pushing the papers aside, and hiked up her skirt. He grabbed her ass, squeezing the firm globes, and then stepped back.

Bending over her desk, Sofia wiggled her ass at him, inviting him in. Mr. Johnson obliged, slamming into her with one hard thrust. She cried out, her pussy clenching around him, already wet and ready.

He fucked her hard, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back onto his cock with each thrust. The desk shook beneath them, pencils and pens falling to the floor. Sofia moaned loudly, her voice echoing in the office.

“That’s right, Mr. Johnson,” she panted. “Fuck your naughty intern. Use me like a cheap slut.”

Her dirty talk only spurred him on. He pounded into her harder, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. He could feel her tightening around him, her pussy gripping his cock like a vice.

“Oh god, yes,” Sofia screamed. “I’m going to cum. I’m going to squirt all over your cock.”

Her words were like a trigger. She came hard, her pussy squirting all over his shaft, her juices running down her thighs. Mr. Johnson groaned, feeling her walls convulse around him. He thrust once, twice, and then came inside her with a roar.

They collapsed onto the desk, panting and spent. Mr. Johnson pulled out, watching as his cum leaked out of her well-fucked pussy. He wiped some off with his fingers and pushed it back inside her.

“Good girl,” he said, his voice husky. “You’ve earned your stripes.”

Sofia smiled, a satisfied smirk on her face. “I’ve learned a lot today, Mr. Johnson. I hope you’ll let me continue my internship under you.”

He chuckled, tucking himself back into his pants. “I think your training is far from over, my dear. And I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.”

And so, Sofia’s naughty internship continued, filled with forbidden trysts, late-night rendezvous, and spurts of delicious orgasms. Her boss would teach her many things, and she would eagerly learn each lesson, her yearning to please him matched only by her lust for the forbidden fruits of the corporate world.