Take It From Me, Mister : First Timers 7 (Rough Sex Virgin Erotica First Time Sex Alpha Male Erotica Age Gap Erotica): First Timers, #7

By Tori Westwood

I never imagined my first time to be like this:  In a small cubicle with my boss Mr. Daniels bursting out of his shorts after a day of frolicking at the water-park on vacation.  At nineteen I was desperately curious when it came to guys, and this was my moment to sate those desires.  With his big, hanging length only inches away from me I have to make my move.  Take it from me, mister, and give me every drop!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Sep 25, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386855088

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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That’s what you wanted, huh? he said, with quiet menace.

I think he was trying to scare me, but truthfully his rough ways only excited me more, especially given the dangerous setting.

To feel his forbidden stiffness in my mouth like that was a turn on too.  At first I let out a muffled moan, but soon it had turned into a pleasured sigh as I moved my hand down to sate the yearning I was beginning to feel at my pussy.

He looked down curiously and dragged his big cock from my mouth.  I held my lips tight around him as he pulled himself out of me, then I finally got to have a look at that spit-drenched monster of his.

Fuck, I whispered, holding his cock and turning it left and right in my midst.

Mr. Daniels waited patiently, his shoulders rising and falling as he took in several calm breaths.  Around us the chatter and banging of everyone changing was enough to drown out any of the noises that escaped our stall.

You asked for this, he said, absolving himself of responsibility.

I did, I said, moving my hand back and forth over his length.  So I guess you’d better give it me.

He shook his head and his lip curled.  He grabbed my hair and pulled it back and when my mouth opened to yelp he rammed that big cock of his straight back inside it.

My scream was deadened by his flesh and he started to fuck my mouth slowly, holding my head by the hair and keeping me steady.

I kept my mouth open wide and let him slide in and out of me.  His hand reached under and squeezed at my tits, noticing