Lisa

Lisa is a good little girl. She walks through the store with her long brown hair, with the gorgeous blond highlights, her light swish as she walks, and that company shirt that never looked so good as it does right now. Every day she comes in, every day so chipper, so seductive, so young at just 18, only a year less then me. What drives her, what makes her so piercing. With that tiny body, such a narrow built, and always covered. One day I decided to move, to take a shot and see what’s out there. And the answer is surprising, but desired. Before I knew it we are alone. Not truly alone, but at least in peace. I get in the stock room, she is all over me, like a tiger she is. Ripping at my shirt, same as hers, but she needs it off. Then I feel hands inside my waistline, with that she drops, not a word, just a laugh. With a twitch of her hand, its out and ready. I look down and see a pretty little smile, then it’s gone, a warm moist pleasure hits the head of my penis. I feel finger tips lightly massaging my balls. Then the warms moves down the shaft, half way then back out. I watch as her pretty little head moves closer to my body then further away. Each time she moves further in, each time she stays in longer. I put my hand on the back of her head and push her as far down as I think she can go. She goes further, all the way. She moves out and back in, its so powerful, such a strong sensation. Then she starts with that pretty little tongue she has. The one that makes that irresistible voice, the very same I still taste on my lips, and now it serves yet another purpose. Ready to burst, I say the words she was waiting for. I’m coming I say to her. She says to wait, and moves off of it. She says the word I had been waiting for now, she says fuck me, fuck me hard like an animal. I toss on a table, but it’s just not right. A filing cabinet does the job today. I bend her over the cold metal, reach up her shirt and tear the bra from her body. Not by unstrapping or unhooking, but by ripping it to pieces, shredding it like I want to do to her. With as much pressure as my hand can give a squeeze. Such perfect breasts, small and round. Not as big as others, but more then enough for this. She moans, and with a lustful and animistic power she screams. Fuck me now you bastard, fuck me like I beast she says. With a quick look to the swinging door and the window I decide now she gets what she wants. I reach under her and take down that zipper witch hides what I want. She is already wet but I give her a once over with my hand, she seems to like it. Her thong, pink, soaked, the only thing between my hand and her inner most self. I decide there’s no time to take them down, so I tear the center, she moans softly. I push harder, she moans louder. Circles I make with my fingers make her cry with ecstasy. In my, I want it in me she says. So she gets it, but not what she was expecting. In with my finger, in all the way. Next to the crickets, and across from the dog biscuits she gets loud. A second finger follows, she gets louder. With three fingers I get worried she will draw the boss with her moans. I jab her, harder and harder, rough like she wanted it. Almost to orgasm she gets. But I don’t let her get there yet, she is my slave, she cares not for the world, only for her own sweet release. I grab from the shelf something to keep her silent. With the crickets allover the floor around her a notice she has knocked the bucket over in her sexual madness. I grab a rawhide bone. Just what she needs. A nice big one. Do you want this I say. Oh god yes she says. I stick it in her face, keep it there bitch I say to her, with that I finally deliver what her and I both want so badly. Not gently, and not with care, I fuck her like she asked for. All the way in with just one stroke. Down I look at her slender little ass, and up her back to her amazing shoulders, and to her neck so long and smooth and to her pretty head with her hair flowing and messy, and finally i look to the rawhide bone shoved firmly into her loving mouth. She yells into her chew toy. I grab it by the side an shove it further into her face. In and out I go. Strong and long till we both get nearer then we have yet been. I grab the rawhide by both sides, using it for leverage. It pushed on her lips, just barley can I make out her words. Oh god yes she says. She shakes, shutters, and its suddenly clear she has gone. I still need to go, but my god its dangerous. I had to wrap, and I can’t go here. I pull out, twirl her around. Quickly I rip out the rawhide, now melted with saliva. The bone more torn the after any dog. I replace it with my flaming cock. She goes right to work, faster then before she finishes me. Taking it all right into her throat. She drinks. We leave the room and go back the sales floor, its written on her face, and mine to I bet. Nobody saw that I know, but they all seem to know. Nothing quit like it. Lisa is a good little girl. She walks through the store with her long brown hair, with the gorgeous blond highlights, her light swish as she walks, and that company shirt that never looked so good as it does right now.1