The Interview - Sex Stories

The Interview

... outside of my swollen cunt-lips. I gasped; my pussy seemed to be throbbing at his touch. It felt really good - I wanted it. I always get so horny taking off my clothes, and Phil was so gorgeous - I hoped he'd go on ... &#034Oh yeah,&#034 he said. &#034That's nice. You really are a professional.&#034 &#034I'm - an - expert - &#034 I panted rhythmically, feeling incredibly turned on. Phil pressed against my cunt-lips, and I let out a hungry &#034OH!&#034, feeling my legs get all weak. I leaned more heavily against the desk as Phil drew his finger in a slow, even circle around my cunt. He could feel how wet I was - I'd been dripping in my panties through the whole interview. &#034You get wet fast, Tanya,&#034 he said. &#034You must really be an exhibitionist.&#034 &#034I am,&#034 I panted. I could hardly talk, I was so horny. I lifted my ass higher so Phil could get a better view of my pink, dripping cunt. &#034Are you a nympho, too?&#034 I laughed, then looked back at Phil with passion in my eyes, letting him know what a nympho I really was. &#034Why don't you find out,&#034 I said. Phil nodded slowly. I felt his finger sliding in between my lips. I let out a whimper and shut my eyes tight in pleasure as he eased his middle finger slowly up and down my slit. Then he lifted it higher and I knew he was about to touch my clit. &#034Oh yeah,&#034 I moaned softly. &#034That feels so good - &#034 Phil pressed firmly against my clit and bolts of ecstasy shot up my body, through my ...

... ass and my erect, tingling nipples. He started moving his fingertip up and down, rubbing my clit and getting me wetter. He rubbed faster, making me throb with desire to feel his cock inside me. I lifted my ass rhythmically in time with his finger on my clit - he was so good at it! He was already making me cream for him - I leaned on his desk and slid my hips up and down, bending my knees as he rubbed my clit. I was so hot for him I thought I'd burst and I could feel my hard nipples rubbing against the cold wood of his desk! It sent spasms of pleasure through me as he massaged my aching clit. I wondered how many other models had felt their tits on his desk as he fingered them. The thought turned me on so much - I was being a slut, and I was really aching to get fucked by Phil's hard cock. Phil let his hand grind to a halt; I lifted my ass as high as it would go with my legs still spread. I wanted him to see all of my cunt, see how pink and wet it was for him. I wanted him to know how horny he'd gotten me by watching me through the interview. He knew, all right and he was going to do something about it! He eased his finger down in between my cunt-lips, touching my wet hole. I bit my lip and grunted as he pressed his fingertip against my cunt, he slid it up and down on my pussy-hole. Then Phil took hold of my ass and held me still while he got ready to put it in. &#034Mmmmm ... That feels so good ...&#034 I sighed like a cat. Phil chuckled. Then he pressed his finger into me. I ...