"I can't believe I've wasted so much time on a cunt like you."
He walked around her, and glared down at her.
"You're just a tease aren't you?"
She squirmed uneasily in her chair as he continued. She could see the outline of his cock down the leg of his jeans. She stared at him as he taunted her. Then he fished his big cock out and held out directly in front of her, slowly stroking the length.
"Get the hell out of here. Go home to your husband or boyfriend. He will be nice to you and kiss your ass, bitch. I know you have him pussy whipped and I don't think I want to waste my time on you. If I fucked you, I'd probably never be able to get rid of you anyway."
She stood up nervously and started to take a step, but he grabbed her arm roughly and threw her back down in the chair, laughing maniacally.
Now she was frightened.
He moved closer to her and held his cock next to her face.
"Touch it. See what a real cock feels like."
She sat motionless.
Slap. He slapped his cock against her cheek. She drew back, surprised.
Slap. Slap. Slap. He slapped her again and again and again. She felt her face getting flushed. She was still frightened, but she also was becoming strangely excited. She didn't want to admit it to herself, but she felt a tingling in her pussy. Her stomach was nervous.
He laughed as he stared at her. "Touch it," he ordered again. She hesitated. Slap. Again his cock hit her cheek.
She looked up and pleaded, "Please don't. I just want to leave. I won't say a word to anyone if you just let me leave now."
"OK, then leave," he hissed.
She rose and again he threw her back. This time he grabbed her face and held it tight as he kissed her. She kept her lips tightly closed as he pressed his mouth against hers. He tried to stick his tongue into her mouth without success. He then licked her lips and all across her cheeks, leaving his wet saliva on her.
"Touch it."
She slowly reached to touch it. Her fingers rubbed across the head. It felt soft. She rubbed the shaft. It was warm and stiff. Her hand closed around it and she slowly moved to the base. She pulled her hands back up the shaft slowly and then held his cock, tightening her grip. She could feel his blood pulsing through. Throbbing and alive. It felt hot in her hand.
Her face was hot too. She felt disoriented and flushed. She looked up at him and he watched her expression.
"Stroke it faster," he ordered.
She complied. Now both of her hands held his cock and stroked and squeezed it. She reached under and cupped his balls and fondled them, even without being told to.
She tried to squeeze her legs tighter together. She wanted some more pressure against her pussy. She needed to touch it so badly.
He pulled his cock back. She sat waiting. He kissed her again, and this time she opened her mouth slightly, enough to encourage him to kiss her harder. He pressed his lips hard against hers and she gradually opened her mouth for him. She passively let him kiss and tongue her.
He stopped and stood back.
"Stand up" he said.
She stood. He looked into her eyes as he placed his hands on her breasts. She shivered at the first touch and drew back a little. He pinched her nipples through her clothing. They were hard and were easy to find, even through the bra and shirt. He pinched them harder to test her reaction.
She stood motionless. Her heart raced and she was nervously excited as he squeezed and felt her tits for the first time. He stopped and reached down and rubbed her crotch hard through her jeans. She wanted that touch so much then. He could feel her push back slightly against his hand. Not in resistance, but in response.
He continued to rub her, and she soon was thrusting her pelvis out to his hand. Her eyes were glazed as he worked on her.
