A Collection Of Naughtiness

The Security Guard

You start a new job doing security for an apartment building for a week. "Oh well. At least I have time to check my f*******: account." You think you'll have down time. Then I walk in the door. I'm on my way to the elevator when you stop me. "What now? I live here. Why can't you security people leave me alone?!?" You let me pass and hope to see me again. You weren't expecting to hear from me that night. The phone rings and I'm screaming for help. You come up to the top floor. The entire floor is my apartment. You get off the elevator to see a man about to r**e an unconscious me. He had already torn off my clothes. You could tell from the torn fabric on the floor that looks like the dress I was wearing earlier that day. You deck him and throw him in the elevator then call 911. I wake up to you setting me on the couch then covering up my naked form. I thank you quietly as I'm still shaken up so you hug me and let me cry into your shoulder. When I'm done, you hand me a tissue from the box. A week later you're working somewhere else and I come in in a trench coat and heels. "I wanted to thank you for looking out for me the week you worked in my building." "It was my job." You can't help but gulp at the end from knowledge of what's under the clothes. "I got you a gift anyway. Do you want to unwrap it now?" You nod your head, not trusting your voice. Ever so slowly I untie my coat to reveal I have nothing on underneath except the heels and a giant green and purple ribbon. I smile at you as your eyes go wide. "Are you going to unwrap your gift or what?" You, again, nod. I walk around the desk and kneel infront of you. "First I get to unwrap you." I wink at you as I undo the button then the zipper. I pull your pants and underwear off and notice you're already hard. "Oh yummy. I found a delicious lollipop in here." I start sucking your d**k and fondling your balls as I give you the best blowjob you've ever had in your life. You c*m down my throat as I'm just starting to deepthroat you. "Ah too bad. I guess I'll just have to fix that." I start giving you a handjob and 10 minutes later you c*m again, this time all over the ribbon and my t**s. "Oh no. The pretty ribbon on your present. It's ruined. You might as well unwrap your gift now." You, oh so eagerly, untie the giant green bow. I'm completely naked underneath. You set me on my trench coat on the desk and start using your fingers and tongue to f**k my young, tight, sopping wet, p***y until I'm moaning and panting so hard you are worried I'm about to pass out. Just as you're about to stop, your hard work for the past 5 minutes is rewarded and I c*m so hard my back arches. You use that as leverage to start pinching my n*****s and as you finish lapping up all the juice that just came out of me you start sucking and biting my n*****s. You're treating them like the most precious berry you've ever tasted. I'm moaning for you to f**k my p***y with your d**k and you comply. You shove your d**k as deep as it'll go in as hard as you can and I moan so loud that we might be heard outside the building. You're using the desk behind and underneath me to hold you up as you continue to furiously f**k my p***y so hard all you can hear are my moans, your panting for breath, and the sound of flesh smacking against flesh. You want more though, so you wrap my legs around your shoulders and f**k me deeper and harder. I am caught in one, long, silent moan. You're starting to get tired, you have been f*****g me like this for half an hour now, so you lean forward and start biting my neck. Just as you start that, you can feel my p***y walls clench your d**k, tighter than a boa squeezing the life out of its prey, and all at once I c*m so hard it feels like I'm exploding. This pushes you over that invisible edge you were hanging onto by a fingernail and you shoot load after load of your hot c*m so deep in my p***y it probrobly joined its brethren in my stomach. We both collapse, trying to just regain the ability to breath properly. Once I do, I push you off me and to the floor. I then proceed to make you hard again. This time, as we f**k the rest of our brains out, I'm riding you cowgirl style. After we both c*m again, you flip me over and we f**k even harder missionary style. This time when we come, we just lay there. My head and hand on your bare chest, no idea when your shirt dissapeared, and my legs entwined with yours. "Damn. I don't think I'll be able to walk for a week after that one." "Good. I'll take the week off and make sure you barely leave your bed." I laugh and kiss you. We start making out but that's all we have the energy for. An hour later, we get dressed and you head back to work but I leave the ribbon with you. When you get off work, you come to my apartment and for the next seven days, you live up to your promise of not letting me leave the bed that often but I don't care because my bed has a very naked you in it. The End.