Last year I was working part time at a Halloween superstore to make some extra cash before Christmas. The manager was really cool about my schedule and put me on the night shift (6-11) so it wouldn't interfere with my full time day job. Well, I got hired the first week of October and it was pretty slow, especially late at night. We didn't need a lot of employees working at the same time yet. Usually it was just me, the manager, and this guy David. Our manager was pretty old and at about 9 or so he would go into the office and pass out until we woke him up to close.
Now let me tell you about David. He was GORGEOUS. Tall, with blond hair and amazing green eyes. Whenever the boss would go back to the office we'd make flirty little comments and pretty much just hang out for a couple hours doing nothing. I figured he was just being fun and flirty, but the way he looked at me with those stunning green eyes...well, it turned me on. It turned me on A LOT. But I didn't read too much into it because I figured he wasn't really interested in me. We were just passing time at our slow, boring job.
Turns out, I was wrong. One especially slow night, I decided to try on some costumes because I needed something to wear to the Halloween party I was going to, plus it seemed like a good way to kill time and David was covering the register in case anyone came in. I saw one particularly sexy vampire costume so I grabbed that right away. It was a sexy little black and red outfit with a corset on top and a super short tutu skirt that barely covered my ass on the bottom. When I saw myself in the dressing room mirror, corset laced up tight and my long legs looking perfect, I decided I should grab some of the red heels we were selling and do a little modeling for David. He may not have been super into me, but hey, I looked HOT and I knew he'd like it.
So I put on the red shoes (what I call "fuck me pumps") and strutted my stuff to the front of the store. When David saw me his jaw literally dropped. "You like it?" I asked him with a smirk. Without a word, he stood up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the front door which he locked. Then he spun me around, pressed me hard against the door and kissed me. I was so surprised, but I wasn't about to say no! "Come on," he said as he led me to the back of the store where the dressing rooms were. We were half-running in excitement, laughing like two horny teenagers sneaking out of their parents' houses.
As soon as we got to the dressing rooms we were kissing again. I was fumbling with the buttons on his shirt as he pulled the curtain closed, passionately kissing me the entire time.
Now, you have to understand, giving blowjobs is one of my absolute favorite things to do. And while I did want him to fuck me, I wanted to suck him off a little first. Keeping eye contact, I got down on my knees and pulled his pants down. He was already starting to get hard, but I knew with just a little work on the part of my soft tongue and sweet lips he would be ready to go.
I slowly took his cock in my mouth, sucking, licking, and playing with his balls. This guy was definitely packing. He was at least 8 inches and thick! It was a struggle but I managed to take it all. As I increased my speed, he started bucking his hips toward me and moaning softly. He put his hand on the back of my head, gently guiding me towards him. He was rock hard now and my panties were soaked in anticipation. "Baby, that feels so good," he said. And then, "I want to fuck you."
I didn't hesitate. I got up and started to pull the skirt down when he surprised me and said, "No. Leave it on."
He reached down, pulled my panties to the side, and lifted me up. I moaned as I slowly slid down onto his cock. "Shh," he warned me, in case our manager should wake up and catch us. He kept his pace excruciatingly slow at first. I whispered into his ear, begging him to fuck me harder, faster. Finally, he gave me what I wanted. He pounded my sweet pussy so hard my head was banging up against the side of the dressing room, but I didn't care. He was whispering all kinds of dirty little things in my ear and nibbling on my neck. I was in ecstasy.
As he fucked me harder and faster, I could feel my orgasm building up and I dug my nails into the soft flesh of his back.
"Oh fuck. Oh God, you're going to make me cum," I told him. And he did. I felt wave after intense wave of my orgasm through my whole body. He clapped his hand over my mouth, because at this point I was way too loud, and not caring at all. I felt the head of his penis swell and could tell he was about to cum, too. "Cum for me, baby," I said. With a moan, he came, squirting his warm juices inside me. Exhausted, and breathing heavily, we slid to the floor with him still inside me. After a few soft kisses, he got up to go make sure we hadn't woken the manager and to unlock the door. I changed back into my regular work clothes and stuffed the costume back into the bag.
Our manager never woke up and I never ended up buying the costume, so some poor girl got a sexy vampire costume that was already...shall we say..."broken in!"
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