1. Man-Eater: Chapter Seven


    Date: 3/31/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: krystalg 

    ... something that strongly resembled a horny lap dance. He didn’t complain one bit.

“Looks good,” Jeff said, “except for the wholesale rates you have in there. You have it at fifty percent of retail, but I never go lower than sixty-five.”

“Nonsense,” she drawled, facing him as she straddled his lap. The bikini-wearing seductress was humping her hips over his erection, her clit swollen so much that it pressed against the cold, damp material with every thrust. “You’ve gone as low as sixty percent for Good Vibes, and they’re a smaller outfit than us.”

“But I’ve done business with them for years.”

“Furthermore,big, hard Jeffy,” she swiveled her hips over his cock along with her exaggerated words, “we’ll be handling transportation and distribution, and our test-marketing order is more than half of what they buy from you, yearly. Think of how much you’ll be saving in logistics, insurance, and payroll.”

“You drive a hard bargain, little lady, but I’ll sign on one condition.”

“I love it hard. What’s your condition.”

“Let me touch your tits.”

Eve laughed, throwing back her sable mane and shaking it back and forth. “That’s all? Sign it first.”

“I never sign a…”

His words trailed off when Eve smiled at him, conveying so much horny, lusty desire that his brain switched off. Reaching behind her neck, she untied the top strap and held the front up with her other hand. Then, pumping her hips over his hard shaft to the rhythm of the music, she untied the back ...
    ... strap. Her bikini top was sandwiched between her large, full tits and her palm.

“Sign it, now!” she commanded. “Give me what I want, and you’ll be a happy man.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Mr. Jeff Thomas, the millionaire, was powerless before her sexual power. He quickly applied a finger to the tablet and scrawled his name.

“Good boy!”

Eve released her hand, letting the skimpy, translucent bikini top fall to the patio. Cheers and shouts erupted as she brazenly showed off her boobs. Just to add more potency to her actions, she hefted them up, cupping them in her palms. Then, as Jeff Thomas began shaking and shuddering, she lifted one of her taut, crinkly nipples to her full, pouting lips, and sucked on it.

“Care for a taste, big Jeff?”

She didn’t wait for an answer; it was, after all, a rhetorical question. Leaning forward, she grabbed him by his graying hair and pulled the eager man’s face into her cleavage. Eve rocked her shoulders back and forth, humping against his straining cock as hard and fast as she could. Once he got the idea, she grabbed his hands and put them on her waist, still thrusting her hips up and down his erection. She felt his shaft quivering beneath her, his orgasm drawing near.

“There you go,” she said, abruptly, jumping off his lap. You get to both touch and taste them.

She looked down at her bikini bottoms, noting the tiny wet spot on the crotch, a much larger one on his pants.

“Did you just cum in your pants, you dirty, nasty boy?” She ran her ...
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