Interview
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My brother was in trouble with his boss at the local newspaper. His boss fancied me and wanted me to apply for an interview. My brother was always getting me into fixes and some how he always persuaded me to make a exhibition of myself.
I am only 16 but feed up with school and have been told that I have a body and personality that can get me anywhere. I have short blond hair which gives me a little girl look that men go for. With my innocent looks I have firm breasts which fill out my blouses and tee shirts. I don’t wear a bra so the shape of my tits can clearly be seen. When I wear a tight tee shirt my nipples press hard against the material. I am proud of my flat stomach which I like to show off between my torn tee shirts or half buttoned blouses and low cut jeans or mini skirts. My legs are long ridding up to my tight pussy. I like showing off my sexy legs with very short skirts and most of the time I don’t wear any panties.
My brother said if I would go for this interview it would get him out of trouble. I dressed smart and sexy. He said the guy who would be interviewing me fancied young girls and after seeing a photo of me almost naked it would give my brother promotion if I played along with his boss’s fantasy.
For the interview I decided to wear a suit. The jacket had a deep v-neck and was fastened with two buttons. As I was not wearing a bra my tits were only half covered. It was obvious I was not wearing anything underneath. I wore a short straight matching skirt which came up to my thighs. My long soft naked legs looked good against the crisp material of the short skirt. To add a touch more sex appeal my skirt had a slit on one side which went up all the way to the top making it clear I was wearing very little underneath. On my feet I had a pair of strapped shoes which showed of my small feet perfectly. I looked smart and very sexy. As I walked about I knew my legs could be seen right up to my waist and my jacket opened just enough to give people a view of my tits and if I bent down my cleavage clearly showed my tits and nipples.
I was shown into a smart office and was welcomed my a man dressed in a suit. He was the guy my brother had told me about. He was tall and quite handsome. After shaking hands he stood over me looking down my cleavage. He suddenly grabbed the front of my jacket and pulled it so that so that he could see my tits. He put his hands inside and started to fondle my breasts. “Your brother has told me a lot about you” he said, I smiled back and tried to straighten up my jacket.
“Sit down here” he said, pointing to his desk. He wanted me to sit in front of him so that his eyes were level with my half exposed tits and my legs which were visible to the top of my thighs. He put one hand on my legs and started to move up to my short skirt. He went further and started to feel underneath and quickly discovered that I was not wearing any knickers. His fingers started to explore my pussy and I gave a little laugh as he put them inside. “Can you find me a position?” I asked as I bent down to push him away.
He sat back and said “Your brother owes me a lot of money, he said I can have you for a few days and your services would pay of his debt.” My brother was always getting me into these situations, I hated him for it. The guy in front of me said “I want you to entertain my close friends”, your brother said you can make guys very happy. “I can try” I said. He stood up and walked to the centre of the room. “Suck my cock” he said. I had never done this before and thought I would get my own back on my brother once I had escaped from this pervert.
I walked to the centre of the room and went up close to the guy. He looked down the top of my jacket at my tits. I gently reached out to feel his balls through the material of his trousers and started to undo his belt. As I was doing this I pressed close to him, spreading my legs open placing my barely covered pussy close to his hard cock. I slowly undid his trousers and eased them down and lowered myself to be level with his cock. While I was doing this my hand was feeling his cock. get harder and harder.
From this position my short skirt covered very little and my legs were exposed almost to my pussy,. My jacket was still buttoned up and he would have had a good view of my tits but he had his eyes closed. I started to get his erect cock free from his pants and cupped his balls as I began to get ready to eat his dick. His penis stared me in the face and I slowly brought my lips closer and closer. I opened my mouth and started to lick his knob. As I licked I started to wank him off with my mouth eating more and more dick. I could hear him gasping with pleasure. His cock was only a few inches in my mouth when he came and spilt his cum all over my suit.
“Your brother was right, you make men very happy. Don’t worry about your suit, I have a little dress for you to ware. It’s time for lunch”. He threw a little black dress at me and told me to get changed. There was no were to change, “put it on” he said as he stood and watched me. I went to a corner of the room and stated to undress. I had my back to him but I knew he was watching. I was thinking that my brother had gone too far and I did not want this guy to see me change into the little dress he had given me.
I kicked off my shoes and started to unbutton my jacket. I took off my jacket and was only dressed in my short mini skirt with no underwear underneath. I started to ease this down and could hear his breathing getting heaver as I exposed my arse to him. I stepped out of my little skirt and was standing completely naked in the corner of the room when I heard to door open and a crowd of excited men enter. As I was totally nude I tried to get into the little dress he had given me as quick as possible.
I knew that the men had seen me completely naked from the behind and had watched me get dressed. They also knew that I had no underwear underneath. The dress was basically a thin cotton tube that just covered my boobs. It clung to my body and flirted out at the bottom leaving plenty of leg on show. It fit me like a glove, revealing every contour of my body. The outlines of my nipples were clearly visible and plenty of cleavage was on display. The dress fitted perfectly showed of the curves of my flat stomach and round arse. My tanned body looked great against the pure black of the dress and as I was not wearing any underwear every curve of my naked body could be seen.
I walked up to the crowd of men and told them that the dress fitted perfectly. I could feel them looking through the thin material and undressing me in their minds. The guy introduced me to his friends and told me that we were all going out for a pub lunch even though I was only 15. He warned me that it was a bit rough and be on guard for groping hands.
I was crowed into the back of a car with four of the other guys. There were no seats free so I had to sit on one guy’s knees. I could feel several pairs of hands on my thighs and working their way up my short skirt. I tried to politely stop them but at the same time I did not want to disappoint them as I thought this would get me into trouble. I sat on one guy’s knee with a leg each side which meant my pussy was only just covered by the short dress which had ridden up to just below my cunt. One guy was playing with the top of my dress, pulling it down so that it just covered my nipples. He started kissing me. Our lips meet and I opened my mouth so that we could taste each other. His hand cupped my breast and soon my tits were out. At the same time several hands were up my short dress and beginning to feel my pussy.
These guys were intent to put their fingers in my cunt and up my arse. I tried to stop them but they held my hands and legs so I could not fight back. By now my little dress was just a piece of material round my waste and everything was exposed. The guys were still enjoying themselves when we arrived at the pub.
They all got out of the car and I had only a short time to cover up my naked body. I was hot and sweating and the thin material of my little dress was becoming transparent. The shape of my tits and arse could clearly be seen and by now it was obvious I was not wearing any underwear.
When we entered the pub all eyes were turned to me and I could feel everyone mentally undressing me. My almost see through little dress left very little to the imagination. In the crush to get to the bar everyone wanted to get close to me. They pushed against my near naked body and I could feel hands on my breasts and the guys in the crowd brushing against my arse. Several hands tried to get up my skirt and I could feel several hard cocks pressing against my backside. When I got to the bar one big guy lifted me up and sat my down on the bar. This meant that all the guys could get a better view of the outline of my tits through thin material of my dress and my cunt was only covered by a few centimetres of dress.
I smiled nicely then they told me to start serving drinks on top of the bar. The bar was extra wide and must have been built to have girls serving from the top. I tried to stand up but it was impossible without giving everyone a view up my dress. As I stood up I gave everyone a view of my arse as I hoped that this would divert attention from my pussy. By the time I was standing up everyone knew I was not wearing panties.
My brother was always getting me into situations like this, I hated him for it but I could not help myself. The crowd of guys were in a lively mood and were trying to get in a good position to see up my dress. All I had to do was walk up and down on top of the bar giving the guys their drinks. As I walked on top of the bar the guys below could see up my legs to the top of my short dress. I tried to keep my arse and cunt covered but it was almost impossible. As I walked some guys grabbed at my legs and bent forward to look up my dress. I tried to kick them away but they came back for more. I shouted them to leave me alone but they were too excited for that. When I bent down to serve the drinks my dress rode up my arse and I had to keep my legs together to stop the guys seeing my pussy.
Several hands were reaching out at my feet so that I could not move. A crowd of men started to shout “get your clothes off”, I shouted at them to fuck off but they continued to shout.
I decided to give them a slow sexy dance. I rocked backward and forward in time to the music running my hands over my body. I caressed my breasts feeling my nipples which were standing erect through the thin material of my dress. I ran my hands down the full length of my body and when I got to the bottom of my dress I pulled it up a little so my audience could see my arse and that I was not wearing any underwear. I kept my cunt covered but touched it through the thin material of my dress. The crowd were shouting at me to strip and get my kit off. I could feel my pussy through the material of my short dress and started to gently stroke it. I moved my hands back up to my tits and started to fondle myself. I thought I would give the crowd a tease and started to pull down the top of my dress. It only just covered my tits so as I revealed more I gave the crowd of excited guys a flash of my soft white tits and quickly covered them up again. My hands slowly stroked my body and I was about to put two fingers in my pussy when the guys I came with shouted at me to come back to the car.
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Both Rachel and Kate were in Desmond’s office. ‘There’s a media conference in Amsterdam next month. I want the two of you to go and represent Trends. It’s likely to be pretty boring. These things usually are, but I still feel that we should make our presence felt.’ ‘Most definitely,’ Rachel agreed. ‘The conference lasts two days, so I’ll book two single rooms for three nights.’ ‘No need to do that,’ said Kate. ‘We’re happy to share a double.’ Desmond raised his eyebrows. ‘Oh?’ Kate...
It was near midnight when quick footsteps resounded through the square, muffled in the sultry summer air. The girl was alone, her hair shining platinum under the moon; blue eyes shining like gems flicked back and forth under thick lashes. Her arms were crossed tightly over her small, pert breasts, stretching the white baby doll t-shirt she wore across the shoulders. A short black, pleated skirt swished at her soft thighs, occasionally betraying glimpses of white cotton panties underneath as...
If you like my story please follow me on instagram @raqm0900 and you can add me on facebook ( [email protected])My female cousin's ideas are compiled by me.Genre-Fiction, Anal, Authoritarian, BDSM, b********y, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Coercion, Consensual Sex, d**g, First Time, Humiliation, Male / Female Teens, Non-consensual sex, Romance, Teen Female/Teen Female, Torture, Toys, v******e, VirginityIntroduction:A rich lonely man decides to capture a family and make them his...
“And you too baby,” she smiles as she puts on her dress, then her heels. “I want us to be the center of attention. Is my dress too short, does my ass look big?” “Yes and yes, but I love both,” I respond. “And I want you to wear tight trousers so that your more than average cock is obvious to the men and women,” she tells me. We are a professional couple in our early forties. Sarah is of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little...
‘I want some of the weed you’ve been smokin’!’ Sam Beckett exclaimed, ‘Or a taste of your psychedelic mushrooms!’ ‘You can call off the narc squad – I’m as clean as a set of bowels after a gallon of polyethylene glycol colonoscopy prep,’ bantered Tom Kiernander, one of Sam’s poker buddies and a fellow sales associate at Kevvexx Pharmaceuticals. ‘Besides, I have the information on the highest authority.’ ‘Whose? The redhead’s in accounting whose skirt you’ve been chasin’ the last couple of...
While I lay there, grappling with my emotions, Steve gradually recovered and unfolded to lie on his back on the sweat-stained mat. "Oh. My. God." He said, with equal heavy emphasis on each word. "Did you like that?" I asked, begging for compliments. "That was awesome! I've never really just 'let go' like that before. Are you all right? I didn't hurt you?" "No, Steve. I'm fine. It takes a lot more than that to hurt me." I immediately regretted blurting out the truth, but he...
Introduction: his dick was growing bigger and bigger Tuesday December 16th 2014 *ring* The bell goes off as everyone starts to rush down the stairs to get to their next class. Rylee is also in that rush of people, as she walks down the stairs all she can think about is this boy in her class named Dalton. She only has one class with him but she swears to god she pays more attention to him then any of her school work. Its only fifteen minutes into class and she decides she cant sit any longer,...
They had always been an active couple sexually. They constantly sought new and interesting way to please each other and had created a playful activity called “hot dates” for the last 3 years of their 5 year marriage. Activities on these dates ranged from crude sex in the backseat of the car, to blatant exhibitionism. Veronica had once removed her panties as they had eaten dinner at a restaurant, even letting Darin feel her up to see how aroused she was. They had tried many new things as they...
Some may say that we were the perfect odd couple; Debra stood 6’ 2” with the most amazing blue eyes, short blond hair and the physical structure of a supper model. She was one of those rare women that could walk into a crowed room and immediately it would fall silent gaining everyone’s full attention. Stretching as much as possible I reach the height of 5’8”, with dull brown eyes, average length brown hair, and the firm athletic build of a wrestler. In complete contrast to my psychical...
The next day Sarah decided that girl love certainly had its moments, but it was still better with a man. She was a man's woman and intended to have one every chance she got, starting with Ruth's father. Yes, she had to have Ruth's father. Her opportunity came even sooner than she had expected. Three days after witnessing Ruth and her father fucking, she came home to find him sitting on their couch reading a magazine. "Oh! Mr. Van Arsdale," she said when he turned and looked at her. "I...
His hand is on my throat and goose flesh breaks out over my ass and thighs. He loosens his grip and the goose flesh disappears. He tightens it again and watches as my eyes dilate, my breathing becomes shallower and the goose flesh reappears. I look up at Daddy and see he is smiling, which makes my heart zoom and my pussy swell and fill. I can feel all the power in Daddy’s arm as he squeezes my throat. His face is relaxed, amused at the slackness in my muscles and at the automatic opening of my...
Names have been changed in case my wife's kid sister's new husband sees it. My wife Sherry and I married about a year and a half ago and are still very much in love. She was my second wife and she was married before as well. I knew she came from a large family in Texas but hadn’t seen any of them since the wedding. Without my wife telling me her youngest sister Polly was with her one evening when I came home from work. She was about twenty-eight and nearly as cute as my wife. ...