Executive Engagement

The way she looks at me for a second makes me wonder what’s going through her head, but the next thing I know, she’s looking down at my cock, which hasn’t given the slightest hint of giving up its quest to break free.

“So if I were to dance, wouldn’t I need a pole?”

A low chuckle rumbles in my chest. “You know, you’re right. I think that just might be a requirement.” I lean back against the sofa and clasp my hands behind my head. “But you’re in luck. I know just the thing.”

Layla sets her glass down and slides closer to me, her hand hovering over my cock, taunting me with the promise of her touch. And when she leans into my ear and bites gently, the tickling tease of her breath sends what blood I have remaining straight down to my cock. All I can think about now is Layla and what a fucking awesome night this is going to be.

“Mmm,” she murmurs, dragging her lips across my jaw and down my neck. “I think you might be right.”

I’m faintly aware of someone coming in and placing the food we ordered on the table, but I don’t bother paying them any attention. Neither does Layla, which makes me grin because I knew she had a thing for exhibitionism.

She stands up and walks toward the glass, leaving me aching for her to get back over here where she belongs—on my cock.

“Can people see us in here? Through this glass?”

I watch her through heavy-lidded eyes. “Every square inch of this room is on full display.”

Then she seals the deal—she’s my fucking wet dream come true. “Then I think we should give the people a show.”

Layla

I pull off Jake’s shirt and run my hands up and down his chest, looking into his eyes as I caress his eight-pack rock hard abs. I kiss his cheek, down his jawline, before I draw my mouth down his neck and down to his nipples.

I push Jake back to lie flat on his sofa as I work my way down his stomach. Taking my time as I undo his belt buckle, I stare into his eyes, though I take a brief opportunity to look out around the glass. Plenty of people are watching, and they know that I’m a damn lucky woman for the man I’m putting my mouth on.

Jake’s breathing turns shallow as I slide his pants down to the floor. His huge cock is pressing against the fabric of his boxers, begging to be released. I take my time teasing his cock slowly, eventually sliding his boxer briefs off, being sure to give everyone watching a show. I wrap my hands around his thick shaft. I love touching his cock, hardening it in my hands while others watch and wish they were him — or me. I keep my eyes locked on Jake as he leans forward when he feels my breath on the head of his cock. I swallow his cock, deep into my throat, and my hands travel down to cup his balls. I massage them, wanting to enjoy every moment of touching him. Part of me wants the world to see him enjoy me touching him...and part of me just wants him to enjoy it. In our little glass cube room right now, why not have both?

I realize that my own breathing has become labored because I'm so turned on. I feel how each one of my breaths, filling up my lungs, makes my nipples tingle. When I exhale, I hear Jake's moaning, loud groans that fill the room. My clit twitches at the sound, loving the pleasure I’m already drawing from his body.

I lick my hand up and down Jake’s cock, and his hands grab a fistful of my hair. I suck harder as he takes my head and bobs my head up and down on his cock. I love that all these people can see me, sucking my man’s cock like this and he’s in charge. Heat surges through my body and I burn up inside at the idea of being able to make him come, right here in my mouth, inside of this VIP box for everyone to see.

I grip the couch as I suck more and more of his cock as he pushes my head down deeper and deeper.

Matching the rhythm of his hips with my mouth, Jake's massive head gets slick deep in my throat. The wave that is rolling in me I keep at bay, clenching my thighs together. I want his load; my mouth craves it. I'm driven by raw instinct. I don’t care who sees, and maybe I do and I care because I want everyone to see. I moan against his cock in my mouth and I know that sends us both over the edge.

I keep my pace as I feel that hot, delicious jet of cum erupt in my throat. God, it feels good filling up my mouth completely, no matter how fast I try to swallow him. I take a big gulp and look up at Jake as he loosens his grip on my hair. Some of his cum drips down my chin and I don’t try to clean it up. I want it to drip. I want everyone to see how much of a slut for Jake’s cum I can be. I’ll let it dribble down my chin and I don’t care who sees. I look up at him and hope that he knows that’s exactly what I’m thinking. I’m breathing too heavily even when his cock pops out of my mouth. I can’t find words. I’ve never been so turned on in my life and I’m shaking.

His eyes flutter as he falls off the cliff of his orgasm. My panties are soaked just watching his face contort with ecstasy, knowing that he is making that face because I’m bringing him this pleasu

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I had no idea that it could be so exciting to please one man and think of him as yours...but right now I want to focus on how he makes my body feel. I get distracted when I feel his warm cup start to drip.

With a line of his cum dripping down my chin and falling onto my breasts, I stand up, pulling off my own clothes. I don’t know if we’re supposed to get naked here in the club...I mean, how VIP is this glass room...but I think I’ll go for it and see if we don’t put on a show that our audience isn’t soon to forget. I strip down to nothing, taking Jake’s hand and placing it in between my thighs. I like the feeling of his arousal dripping down my body, and his eyes follow the line as it slides lower. I want him to feel what he does to me, how much I enjoy being on erotic display for the whole club. With his hand tight between my thighs, Jake cups my pussy and I moan at the sensation, needing so much more, and not holding back the sounds of my pleasure at all. Jake slides his fingers up and down my wet pussy lips, taking his time before sliding his fingers deep into my pussy. I arch my back as he pulls me onto his lap. Spinning around, I wiggle my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I breathe deep through the sensations, and I pull back when his fingers exit me. I dip lower so that I can run my tongue across the underside of his shaft. I take his balls into my mouth and bat them around playfully. Making sure to get them all nice and moist, I take Jake’s fingers and slide them out of my wet pussy. Using just his fingertips, I rub my pussy’s wetness on his cock.

Bringing Jake’s fingers up to my mouth, I make sure he feels my tongue licking and tasting every finger all at once. I grind my wet pussy against his cock, slowly marking it with his fingers still in my mouth. I use my hands to take hold of his cock and begin to slide it up and down my clit, pressing him against me more insistently with every stroke. I push the head of his cock into my pussy finally, watching my body swallow him up again the way I need him. I hear some whoops from the audience and some clapping on the glass, and it makes me slam my body into Jake’s cock, ready to put on a real show.

He slams so hard into me that I’m crying out in no time at all, moaning his name and rolling my hips in time with his thrusts to take everything he gives and give back more of my own fucking.

I’m shivering already, every time his cock slams into me making me tremble. “I’m going to come!” I cry out and now the crowd really goes wild with cheering.

I do, too. “Fuck!” I cry out as the orgasm starts to take hold of me.

Jake slides us to the edge of the sofa and thrusts us into an upright position. We spin quickly and I see him swipe everything off our table before he lays me on the table, releasing my legs from around his waist. He takes a step back and raises my legs up above my head, and I feel the head of his cock pressing against my ass. He pulls me to the edge of the table to meet him.

“I want to fuck your ass while all these people watch, baby,” Jake says, the lust in his voice simmering my very soul, it's so hot. “Your ass is mine," he moans, running his fingers down the hollow of my throat as he slowly pushes his slick cum-covered cock into my ass. I grip the table as I feel his head penetrating my ass.

“Jacob, yes, fuck my ass!" I shout, begging him to make sure he knows that I definitely want this. I want him inside me now.