Pet Shop Girls
By Kathrin.
Success and money turned her on like nothing else, and even though she didn’t have time, patience, or, frankly, even the desire for a partner, she had ways and means to satisfy her urges. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze ran slowly across the long table, still littered with drinks and papers. Her assistant, Andressa, stood somewhat shyly aside, trying not to disturb her boss while simultaneously at her service.
Carolina smiled. “I think I’ll go out for a bit,” she said, looking out the window at the dark, sleeping city beneath.
Andressa nodded and immediately knew what the millionaire had in mind. “Should I accompany you?” she asked amicably.
Carolina eyed her skeptically. “Depends on what you’re up for,” she replied.
It was an old game that unfolded between the two, and Andressa knew what her boss was getting at. Of course, Carolina wanted to be joined, but simultaneously, she tried to get the impression that Andressa had the same urges as herself. The assistant, on the other hand, liked it better to get told – no, ordered – what to do, and felt uneasy, just openly admitting her preferences, even though she couldn’t think of anything more exciting than to accompany the powerful, rich woman on her secret endeavors.
It could all be so easy, she thought. They both wanted the same and lusted for the same experiences but approached them from opposite ends. Andressa bit her lip and finally lowered her head when she answered: “You know I am always up for going out with you. No matter what happens.”
Carolina’s smile got a little more serious. She got up and stepped closer to the shy young woman. “And what’s supposed to happen?” she asked sternly, looking deep into her assistant’s eyes.
Andressa gulped. Every time, she thought. Every time this woman managed to make her crazy, from lust, from desire, from pure horniness. With a low, croaking voice, she replied: “My entire submission under your will, Senhora. My body and spirit are at your disposal for you to turn me into the lowest, dirtiest street slut.”
Carolina clicked, her tongue satisfied. “Well, that sounds excellent, so let’s not waste any time,” she said, grabbing her handbag. Without further delay, she headed for the exit while Andressa tried hard to keep up.
They stopped at the tea kitchen, where the assistant packed her usual utensils – whipped cream and honey – and then took the elevator from Carolina’s office floor to the garage. “Bend over,” Carolina said suddenly when the door closed behind them. Without hesitation, Andressa obeyed and bent forward, holding onto the railing in the elevator, and watched herself in the mirrored wall as her boss pushed her short skirt up over her butt. “The cream,” Carolina demanded again.
Andressa pulled the long can out of her bag and handed it backward, where it was taken from her hands. Soon, she felt Carolina’s fingers brush across her labia and then the thin plastic tip of the can as it was inserted inside of her. Only a little, almost unnoticed. But when the cream shot up inside her with a loud ‘shush’ sound, she felt it more strongly and couldn’t stop herself from moaning satisfied.
Even more than that, she loved to feel the tongue of her boss on her slit, where she licked up the sweet, sticky cream once more, welling up out of her wet hole. And just when Carolina let go of her and licked the last remnants of pussy cream off her fingers, the elevator came to a halt, and the doors opened, where to Andressa’s horror, she found herself face-to-face with a group of cleaners, pushing out her smeared and exposed butt towards them.
She quickly picked herself up again and straightened her skirt embarrassedly. Then she left the building with her boss through the back entrance, where the warm, fresh night air of Sao Paolo greeted them. Behind them, she could hear the women whisper behind them, but none dared to say anything to them – her boss was too well known, and her power was too high.
It was already midnight on a weekday, and the streets were quiet. On occasion, a car drove past them, and a few pedestrians were still on their way, but the more they got out of the business district, the more lonely and darker the surroundings became.
Finally, they had reached the small park, which both women already knew all too well from their adventures. They went down a side alley on the edge of a dilapidated building. After a few meters, they left the last streetlamp behind, and nobody was in sight. Without losing a word, Carolina went down on all fours, expectantly, while Andressa took a last glance around and then knelt behind her boss.
She pulled out the whipped cream again and, this time, pushed up the tight, expensive, sheeny skirt of the millionaire’s dress until her pale, white butt cheeks were exposed and shone lightly in the distant light of the streetlamp. Carolina usually didn’t wear underwear to work, partly out of laziness, partly for provocation, and expected her closest assistants to do the same. Accordingly, many in the boss’ office knew the thick, dark blonde bush that peeked out from between her legs, covering her pussy.
Alessandra started to spread the cream carefully along the butt crack of her boss and left a cute topping on her clit, where it lay in her pubes like in a nest. She had not yet finished spraying when she heard the familiar panting as three street mutts were already circling them from a distance. She put a little cream on her fingers and held it out to them, and it didn’t take long until one of them, a large black mix with short fur and strong legs, began to lap it up eagerly. She led the sweet tooth closer to Carolina’s butt, and the dog soon went on to lick up the cream between her legs.
Carolina groaned when she felt the wet, rough dog tongue on her pussy, and the eagerness with which he was licking her faster and harder than any man could, she thought. There was a reason why she let out her urges here, and not with a two-legged partner, after all.
The dog soon enjoyed her taste and continued licking even when the cream was all gone. Her assistant, meanwhile, reached determined between his legs and started to caress the tip of his fuck cone, which already peeked out curiously. To her satisfaction, the mutt’s cock started growing quickly into a firm, red beauty which could compete with any human specimen. She wanted to lead him a little closer to Carolina when the black dog already jumped the elegant woman and started to thrust his hips hard and wild against her butt. A squeak indicated that he had hit his target and started to fuck her like there was no tomorrow.
“Oh my God,” Carolina whimpered. “Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God. He’s so big! He’s huge!” And up inside me, she thought, as if he wanted to impale me. That was just the fuck she needed today: Here, on the floor, taken by a street dog like the dirtiest, skankiest slut.
Behind her, Andressa already lured in the next candidate, this time with her twat, which wasn’t any less hairy and willing than her boss’. She lay on her back, her legs spread, and sprayed the cream into her muff until it felt like a whole pack of cocks had shot a huge load of cum inside of her and filled her hole to the brim. A Dalmatian mix finally came to a halt next to her and ran his long tongue across her furry bush while the assistant leaned over to work his swelling penis with her lips.
She loved the taste of dog sperm, and the way the dog’s cock started growing inside her mouth already gave her a hint of what she could expect when he would finally dump his load in her. Irregular small spurts hit her tongue, and she swallowed them greedily as she blew the mutt.
Besides her, Carolina felt the large dog on her back reaches a climax quickly. When they’re going, nothing can stop them, she thought admiringly and finally cried out as she felt the thick gush of sperm getting pumped into her hungry cunt, as the other end of the dog cock swelled up and corked her twat shut. She moaned and groaned as the large dog lay on top of her, unable to move.
The millionaire enjoyed the feeling of being filled to the brim and listened to the sucking noises of her assistant, who continued to batten on the thick cock. “Ugh, it’s coming out,” she finally said when she felt the knot shrink again.
Quickly, Andressa turned and slid under the legs of her boss, where she watched the thick red cock above herself pulling out of the twat until it suddenly slipped out, and a gush of dog sperm slapped her straight in the face. She arched up fast and licked the rest of the hairy cunt of her boss when the next dog had already jumped her, hammering his cudgel into the well-oiled fuck hole.
From her position, Andressa could see the rich pussy getting split open by the thick red dog cock, which drilled inside her with fast, strong thrusts while Carolina gasped and groaned. “Oh my God,” she whined. “They’re demolishing me. So hot!”
With every thrust, a little more sperm started dripping from the brimful cunt and dripped down on the assistant’s nice blouse until it was completely soaked, and her small, rosy breasts began to shine through. Andressa enjoyed the rain of sperm and lapped up everything she could off her face as another mutt was licking her irregularly between her legs. She raised her pelvis, hoping to get a nice thick cock herself, but in vain – other than the rough, wet tongue, she felt nothing.
The Dalmatian that stuck in her boss soon climaxed as well but didn’t get stuck and instead slid right out of her stretched, slippery muff, squirting the rest of his juice across her butt. Andressa watched with some fascination as his cock didn’t seem ever to want to stop squirting and then scooted a little to the side, where she let his sperm run into her mouth.
In the meantime, more dogs had gathered around them, and Carolina got jumped continuously while she only uttered deep groans and aroused whimpers and gasps. “More,” she moaned. “Give me more.”
Andressa sighed and, with a heavy heart, led the still-hard Dalmatian in front of the millionaire’s face, bending his cock over to her so she could suck on him as well. Starved, Carolina pounced the thick, red rod and took it deep into her mouth, while on her back, a long-haired dog was poised and took her from behind.
Carefully, the neglected assistant slid under her boss again and positioned her head between her legs to at least get a taste of sperm there. She didn’t have to wait long either until the next dog squirted a fat load into the sore fucked hole, which immediately started dripping on the young woman’s face again. She slurped and licked the hairy muff when a strong shepherd jumped the wanton woman and thrust his cock suddenly into her tight ass, slippery from all the sperm so that it almost posed no resistance.
The dog fucked her boss’ ass so mercilessly that she almost fell over a few times but bravely pushed back against it. Andressa, meanwhile, could suck on the juicy twat and enjoyed it so much that her fingers dug deeper and deeper in the millionaire’s fuck hole to get even to the last remains of sperm. Soon, she stuck inside her with all four fingers as she noticed the other hole getting fucked fast and deep close by.
Carolina groaned more and more into the dog’s cock, which she kept between her lips until she couldn’t hold back anymore. With a long “Aaaaahhhhhh,” she let go of the Dalmatian, and the rest of his ejaculate ran down her lips and, from there, dripped on the pussy of the assistant under her while the shepherd filled up her asshole with warm, thick cum.
Andressa held onto her when the dog finally slipped out, leaving Carolina weak and trembling on her knees. The businesswoman let her assistant hold her as she wallowed, happy and satisfied in her sperm inebriation. “Mmmm,” she stuttered when she tried to pull herself up on a fence. “S-so good. Just w-what I n-needed.”
The assistant reached under her arms, pulled her torn and dirty dress straight as best she could, and then looked down on herself. Her breasts could be seen clearly through the sperm-drenched blouse, and her skirt was in tatters as well, but she didn’t mind. She was here to serve, and Senhora Lemos didn’t mind when it came to buying her new clothes.
She cast a last, longing glance back at the dogs, which disappeared into the distant darkness. This led Carolina back to the company headquarters, proud and happy.
Nothing was better than a night in the park with her boss. Absolutely nothing.
The End.
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