When I was younger I loved swimming, every day I would go swimming in my parents pool. It was relaxing just laying on the edge of the pool while my parents were gone, but the real main reason was this one pool jet that blew hard in the deep end. I’d swim over and pull my upper body onto the pool deck and act like I was just lounging there while this jet blew through my swimsuit right down between my legs and over my entire slit. I didn’t need to pull my swimsuit aside, the pressure was enough that I’d have to push my hips forward not to be blown back. I’d usually lay my head in my arms and stay there for an hour and cum over and over, occasionally shivering from the pleasure spreading down to my toes and up my neck as I throbbed uncontrollably between my legs.
Author: Lewdgirl69u
Personal Assistant
I was 22. Homeless. Circumstances led me to meeting a man. He told me, “Get in the car.”
“W-what?” I remembered asking.
On the drive back to his home he had asked me, how good was I? I said I just worship the other person like they were my God. He told me to show him. So I did. Halfway back to his place my roadhead had drained his balls down my throat and he almost missed an exit and swerved through three lanes of traffic. That night he offered me a job.
I am now Mr. Ray’s personal assistant. I do basic work on the top floor of his company’s office building. And I keep his cock and his balls drained.
It’s 11am. I’ve been here for two hours now inputting dates and other information into my work computer from stacks of paper that Mr. Ray’s secretary Zia dropped off. It’s a real job… I’ve never held down a real job for long… I looked out the window over downtown and sighed. It’s like a dream. I don’t understand why.
Then a knock came from the door and Mr. Ray walked in. “Valentine. Keeping busy I hope?”