1. Man-Eater: Chapter Eight


    Date: 8/12/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: krystalg 

    ... cock until she felt it quiver in her mouth. Pulling her mouth back just enough to grab his meat, she vigorously stroked the shaft, still sucking, awaiting her reward.

The first spurt hit the back of her throat like a powerful geyser, choking her. Though she coughed, Eve’s passion wouldn’t relent, and she sucked him dry, fondling his balls until she’d milked and swallowed every last drop.

“Now, pack me another pipe and go down on me. I want you to eat my horny cunt, big boss, while I get blitzed.”

“You just went ass to mouth!”

“For the general manager, you’re sure slow on the uptake. Do it, or I quit.”

“You can’t quit on me; I need you.”

Eve just laughed in his face and shoved his head between her legs. “Lick it, stud. Don’t come up for air until you get that cock of yours up again, so you can fuck me. Oooh, yeah, like that. Finger my holes while you lick me.”

Her seduction was successful, as it always was; Eve knew that she was now firmly in place at her new job. Sure, she could work her way to the top by excelling and through hard work, but sexually enslaving men was so much easier. Checking her phone as she toked, relaxing into her new slave orally pleasuring her, she noted that she had two job offers from other ...
    ... businessmen at the barbecue. One looked tempting, but that was for another day.

She grabbed a handful of his sightly gray hair and roughly pulled his face away from her molten crotch. “Whose cock is that?” She pointed at his flaccid member.

“Yours, Eve.”

“Good boy. You have permission to make me cum. By the way, boss, your schedule is cleared for the rest of the weekend. You’re mine until I’ve had enough of you.” She gruffly thrust his mouth back onto her cunt and took a deep draw on the pipe.

“Mission accomplished,” she whispered to herself as she exhaled a huge, billowy cloud of smoke and fondled her nipples. Like any other man, she’d use him, drain him, and then move on. As Eve saw it, men were just like tissues, soft, strong, and disposable. You use one, throw it away, and, look, there’s another. Victor Moore, however, was fun to be around and to work with. She might just plan on sticking around for a while, but that would depend on Jeff Thomas’ job offer.

“That’s it, you big weed-selling stud. Lick my clit and finger my ass. Then, we can talk about my raise.”

"You're a man-eating bitch, Eve. Why do I like that?"

"Because, like all men, you need a strong woman to control you. Now, make me cum, again."

The end.
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