twisted-talez:“Swallow my load,” he commanded while holding my head down on his cock. “Yeah, that’s
twisted-talez:“Swallow my load,” he commanded while holding my head down on his cock. “Yeah, that’s it. Fuck, you know how to treat a dick, Sport.”At 26, Hunter is only five years older than me, but our lives couldn’t be more different. He has a wife, a 2-year-old son, and another baby on the way. Ivy League educated, he is an up-and-coming lawyer with a big firm. And he lives in a $4 million, pre-war apartment on the Upper East Side. “Family money,” his wife once told me. Hunter is also hot as fuck, and l wanted him from the moment the agency sent me to nanny for their kid. It was a temporary position. His wife, the cold bitch, didn’t like the idea of a male nanny, so I was there for just a few weeks until a nanny with a vagina could be procured. Today was my last day, as the new cunt nanny is arriving tomorrow. As usual, Hunter had worked late. His wife and son were already in bed when he arrived home. I heard him fixing his usual after-work Scotch in the butler’s pantry. “Hey, Sport,” he greeted. I’m not sure why he calls me that, and have assumed it’s either an Ivy League affectation or that he can’t remember my name. “I hear you’re leaving us tomorrow. That’s a bummer.” It was more than a “bummer.” It meant I wouldn’t have a fucking paycheck, but I nodded politely. We stood there in awkward silence as Hunter sipped his Scotch. He almost appeared to be looking me over, as if he were sizing me up in some way. Finally, he downed the remainder of his drink. “I’d like to see you in my study,” he said while placing the Waterford tumbler on the marble counter. “Come by in five minutes.”Hunter was seated in the large, overstuffed leather chair at the far side of his study when I arrived. “Close the door behind you, Sport,” he ordered. As I turned back to face him, I first noticed that his tie was loosened and his shirt was unbuttoned at the collar. And then I finally saw it. His pants were undone, and he was stroking his big dick. Holy fuck. I began to salivate.“You want this big cock?” Hunter asked almost rhetorically. I nodded in affirmation as he continued, “Then take off your clothes and crawl to me.” I obediently stripped down to my briefs and crawled to him on all fours. Like a supplicant, I kneeled before him. “Suck my balls,” he ordered, and I dutifully took his large, round, furry balls in my mouth and teased them with my tongue. “Yeah, that’s it, Sport. You’ll get a big load out of me if you work those balls right.”“Now lick my shaft,” Hunter next commanded. I licked that big dick up and down like an ice cream cone until Hunter was moaning and begging me to take his cock in my mouth. I licked a drop of precum from the tip, and then swallowed that big cock in one gulp, taking him balls deep. “Fuck, Sport,” he exclaimed. With his hand on my head, he guided me as I rhythmically worked that big dick. Soon I could feel his cock swelling and spurting in my mouth as Hunter ordered me to swallow his load. After I had fully drained his balls, I rested my head on Hunter’s lap. He began to playfully work his fingers through my hair as he said, “It pains me to see you leave us tomorrow. I’ve been thinking of taking on a personal assistant. Would you be interested, Sport?” I perked up immediately, told him yes, and asked if there would be a job interview. “Yes, there is an interview,” Hunter chuckled. “We just had it. You’re hired.” He was hard again. “Now slip off those briefs,” he ordered. “We can discuss your salary while you sit on this cock.”Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. -- source link
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