Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Office Toilet 4

Julie’s pussy tightened as the sound of heels and voices grew closer, her body tensing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. I slowed my thrusts before stopping altogether, both of us listening intently to the approaching footsteps and voices. Julie glanced back at me, her eyes wide with anticipation.

The voices were just outside the door now, and I could make out their words clearly. It was two of Julie’s female colleagues, their voices filled with admiration and curiosity as they talked about their new boss—Julie.

“Have you seen the new boss yet?” one of them asked, her voice tinged with excitement. “She’s amazing! I heard she’s already making some great changes around here.”

The other woman giggled, her voice playful. “I know, right? And have you seen how hot she looks? She’s got this aura about her that’s just… wow.”

Julie’s eyes widened in surprise and pleasure as she listened to her colleagues praising her. Her pussy clenched even tighter around my cock, her body trembling with a mix of pride and arousal.

The first colleague continued, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “And I’ve heard that the name of our boss is Jack, and he looks super handsome, like a Bad CEO type.”

The other one sighed dreamily. “Oh, I really want to fall in love with a Bad CEO type, just like in the dramas. He sounds so dreamy.”

They both laughed, their voices filled with amusement and longing. Little did they know that their new boss, Julie, was bent over just inches away, taking my cock deep inside her pussy.

I leaned over Julie, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, “Listen to them, Julie. They have no idea that their new boss is right here, taking my cock like a good little slut. Isn’t that fucking hot? They admire you, and they have no clue how dirty you really are.”

Julie bit her lip, her eyes flashing with a mix of lust and pride as she nodded, her body shuddering with each word. I could feel her pussy growing even wetter, her arousal heightened by the knowledge that her colleagues were just inches away, oblivious to the truth of who she really was.

I began to thrust my hips again, my cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy with renewed vigor. Each thrust was deliberate and powerful, a claim of ownership and dominance. Julie’s body responded eagerly, her hips pushing back against me, her pussy gripping my cock tightly.

“That’s it, Julie,” I growled, my voice low and commanding. “Fucking show them who you are. Show them who’s really in charge. Come for me, Julie. Come all over my cock while they stand there, clueless and admiring.”

Julie was trying to suppress her moans, her body trembling with the effort, but I wanted to hear her scream. I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her off the door and carrying her to the toilet seat. I sat down, positioning her on top of my cock, her back pressed against my chest.

I started thrusting my hips upward, grabbing her hips to guide her movements, lifting her and then pulling her back down onto my cock. Julie’s breath hitched, her body tensing as she tried to keep quiet. Suddenly, the door to the next toilet cubicle opened, and someone entered.

Julie’s pussy tightened even more around my cock, her body freezing as she looked back at me, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She shook her head slightly, silently pleading with me to stop. But I had no intention of stopping. I gave a hard thrust, driving my cock even deeper inside her.

Julie couldn’t hold back anymore, a loud moan escaping her lips. “Aaah,” she cried out, her body shuddering with pleasure.

The woman in the next cubicle heard her and asked, “Hey, are you okay in there?”

Julie’s eyes widened in panic, her hand flying to her mouth to try and suppress her moans. I thrust my hips upward again, drawing another long, low moan from her. “Aaaaaaah,” she whimpered, her body trembling.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, “Tell her everything is okay, Julie. Tell her you’re just a bit constipated.” I started moving my hips harder and faster, my cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy with increasing urgency.

Julie’s breath came in quick gasps, her body bouncing on my cock as she tried to form a coherent sentence. “I-I’m okay,” she managed to say, her voice breathy and uneven. “J-just a bit… a bit constipated. Aaaah.” Her moans filled the small cubicle, her body shaking with each powerful thrust.

The woman in the next cubicle hesitated for a moment before replying, “Oh, okay. If you’re sure. Let me know if you need anything.”

Julie could barely respond, her body consumed by the sensation of my cock thrusting in and out of her. “Mmmhmm,” she murmured, her head falling back against my shoulder as she gave in to the pleasure coursing through her.

I chuckled lowly, my hips never stopping their relentless pace. “That’s it, Julie,” I growled, my voice hoarse with lust. “Let her hear you. Let her hear how fucking good it feels to have my cock deep inside you. Let her wonder what’s really going on in here.”

I started ramming her harder, the sound of my balls slapping against her pussy echoing through the toilet cubicle. The wet, rhythmic noise filled the small space, a filthy symphony of our illicit encounter. Julie’s moans grew louder and more desperate, her body bouncing on my cock with each powerful thrust.

The woman in the next cubicle hesitated for a moment before speaking up again, her voice tinged with concern and curiosity. “Are you sure you’re okay in there? You sound like you’re in pain.”

Julie’s eyes widened, her body tensing as she tried to form a coherent response. I didn’t give her a chance, thrusting my hips upward even harder, drawing a loud, breathy moan from her lips. “Aaaaaah, fuck,” she cried out, her body shaking with pleasure.