Abby and the ceo - S01 E50

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E50

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 50

It was almost 10:00 as we stepped into the elevator. I was laughing at something one of the sons said when I felt a hand on my shoulder as Mr. C pressed the button for our floor at the top of the hotel. Mr. Harrison said, "Joe says you like a challenge." I glanced at Mr. C, his face was neutral. I assured him I did. He smiled, reached out and unbuttoned the last button. His sons immediately tugged the tails of my blouse from my skirt and he finished unbuttoning the last buttons. My blouse was slid off my shoulders and I stood topless in the elevator among the four men. He looked at Mr. C as he openly fondled a breast, "One of your associates this is far better than the last times." He then looked at me. "Do you think you can close the deal for your boss?"

I smiled and turned fully to him as my fingers worked the clasp and short zipper of the skirt. As pushed the skirt over my hips, "If you allow me, I am sure I can provide an outcome that will be fully satisfying." Skirt dropped to the floor around my heels. He looked over my body as I stood naked in the elevator except for thigh- highs and heels. I stepped up to him, pressed my breasts into his chest, put on my hands on the sides of his face and kissed him. He took me in his arms and I reciprocated by wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt hands on my body as we kissed until the ding indicated our arrival at our floor.

I boldly stepped out of the elevator with the men following behind. I led the way down the hall to our room, nervous all the way that someone was going to suddenly come out of their room. Nobody did. I stood to the side so Mr. C could use a keycard to open the door. I saw, to my relief, that he had my purse and clothes. He softly touch my bare hip and gave a look but we were well past the point of turning back.

Mr. C fixed the drinks and I served them. Each of the men freely touched me. When they were all served, Mr. Harrison said, "You know what I've always wanted, Ms. Thomas?" shook my head. "To be entertained by a woman masturbating." The comments about Harrison were true. He was a cold, hard man, not at all like Mr. C. I steeled myself, though, and avoided looking to Mr. C. We were past assurances and I didn't want to give the man the idea I wasn't ready to satisfy him.

I turned the coffee table so I could lie back on it facing him. Once settled with my legs spread wide and my shaved pussy opened to his gaze, I began by fondling my breasts, tweaking my nipples before sliding my hands down my body and between my spread thighs. I slid my fingers along my pussy, up and down, then through the lips, up and down. I was very wet and, without having to penetrate my hole for moisture, I stroked the outside of the clitoris. I was progressing mush faster than I would to another woman but I knew what could tolerate and wanted for this situation. My other hand lelft my breast and plunged into my hole.

With my pussy and clit being stimulated, my eyes flicked open. I was nervous about seeing the men, wondering what they were going to be thinking of me. A slut, he said. Their eyes, though, were just full of lust as they focused my fingers on and in my body. Mr. C, though... Mr. C's eyes were on me, not my fingers or body. He was watching me, his face soft, warm, and caring. I kept my eyes on him for a moment before giving him a slight nod that I was okay. He returned a smile that seemed to release some relief.

I Increased my efforts. If he wanted to see a woman orgasm while masturbating, I would give him that. I curled my fingers to stroke the top of my vagina, the g-spot, while my other hand stroked and pressed my clit on the outside. My hips rose off the tabletop as my arousal increased and I allowed the sounds and utterances to flow from my mouth.

About the time I could feel my orgasm about to crash over me, though, my fingers driving inside me were pulled away and lips covered my pussy, a tongue moving between my lips. I raised my head, surprised and curious, it was the older son. Something touching my cheek diverted me, again. It turned my head to find an average sized cock inches from me. At the verge of orgasming. I opened my mouth without thought and it was driven into it. I head Mr. C comment that I deepthroat, though he didn't say the obvious to me: I can deepthroat him so this cock would be no problem. The younger son shifted onto the tabletop with me. I saw now that he was completely naked like me. Straddling me now, he began fucking my mouth which I kept open as the head moved through my mouth and over my tongue and through my lips I kept around the shaft. The head just reached my throat but not far into it. As he began fucking my mouth and my pussy was being eaten, I came. I exploded, actually. I grasped the head between my thighs and held it tightly to my pussy as I struggled to keep my mouth and throat open for the cock ramming in and out.

I could feel the cock in my mouth swell and pulse. I knew he was about to cum. Then, the mouth was gone. At that moment, another cock was thrust into my dripping pussy. I groaned around the cock in my mouth as the other cock was powerfully rammed fully into me.