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back of my throat again, enjoying the feel of him
inside my mouth. I’d never deep throated a cock before, but goddamn did I love
it.
     
    I did this to him a few
more times. Meanwhile his groans were getting louder and louder as he gripped
the back of my head, shoving his cock deep inside my mouth over and over again.
I could just imagine how amazing my pussy would feel if he fucked it this good.
     
    I felt myself reaching
down my skirt, rubbing my small nub as he face-fucked me. I was surprised to
feel myself slowly building an orgasm as he slid his cock in and out of my
mouth quicker and quicker. I’d never gotten an orgasm from being with another
guy before and already he was making me sopping wet.
     
    The biker completely lost
control. He gripped the back of my head as he came, sending load after load
into my gaping mouth. I took it all, enjoying the smoky, salty taste on my
tongue. I made a soft popping sound as I took my lips off his cock and
swallowed his giant load.
     
    He grinned and leaned
back on the desk.
     
    “I think you are
definitely ready. What was your name again?”
     
    “I’m Shonda,” I said,
grinning.
     
    “I’m Rust. We have a lot
of work to do, Shonda. I need to get you prepared. If you want to keep this
going, you’ll have to come by my place tomorrow night.”
     
    He scribbled down an
address as I got my clothes back on.
     
    “What time tomorrow
night?” I asked, smiling.
     
    “Around eight. If you
really impress me, we’ll have regular appointments. And if you truly prove
yourself… well, we’ll go over everything tomorrow. Good bye, Shonda.”
     
    I walked out of the
school and into my car, grinning from ear to ear. I couldn’t believe I’d found
a hot guy like that on my first day of work! I’d just sucked him off and
everything! I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
     
    Work went by in a blur
the next day. I felt as though I was in a daze. I couldn’t wait to get home and
see what Rust had planned for me. All that day I spent daydreaming about things
he could do to me, whether or not he’d handcuff me or gag me or spank me.
     
    Finally when the day was
over I raced back to my hotel (I hadn’t found a place yet) to pick out an
appropriate outfit. I wanted it to be revealing, but I didn’t want it to be too
ridiculous looking. After a half hour I finally decided on a low cut top and
some tight jean-shorts.
     
    I hopped into my car and
followed the directions to his address, heart pounding in my chest. This time I
was excited. It would be my first time ever fucking a guy.
     
    I pulled into to his
house and looked up. Wow. I wondered if he gave me the right address.
This place was gigantic. It looked like a mansion. Rust must have been really
rich. I walked across granite stepping stones to his front door, nervous all
over again. What if I didn’t perform well in the bedroom? What if my
inexperience fucked me up? What if he decided not to be with me again? I just
hoped I would be able to please him.
     
    I rang the doorbell,
heart thudding in my chest. I only had to wait a few seconds before it swung
open. There he was, completely shirtless with a pair of workout shorts on.
Muscles lined his body, rippling across his torso as he beckoned me inside. I
found it really, really hard to take my eyes off him.
     
    “Hey, Shonda. I’ve just
finished working out,” he said as he noticed me staring. I didn’t care though,
I was too entranced with him.
     
    “Come on in and sit
down,” he said, gesturing me to follow.
     
    I followed him into a
huge living room with a giant TV and what looked like paintings all across the
walls. I sat down on a couch that was at least half as big as my hotel room and
tried to take everything in, still in shock that this biker lived here.
     
    He sat down next to me
with a piece of paper in his hand.
     
    “Now, I’m sure you have a
lot of questions. I’ll let you ask them all now, because after you sign this,
you won’t be allowed to