A New Adventure

This is a first for me. In my journey to see what really turns me I have invited some people, who have made an effort to contact me through Literotica, to suggest situations for fantasies to masturbate to.
So this is the first go at it. My thanks to Siddey65 who has been brave enough to be No.1 - he/she suggested the Bank Manager/Loan Officer who has been spotted on Literotica. I also added a couple of twists of my own - so this story links with others I have already written. Its been road tested and works - but I will have to do some final tweaking as I find it very arousing.....


My current job is Bank Manager at the First National Bank in Little Rockfalls, North Carolina. Part of the role I like best is Loans Officer.

This fateful day I had an appointment with Bernie Baker, who had arranged to talk to me about a loan to help him develop his artichoke growing business

I greeted Bernie and motioned for him to enter my office. I usually wear business suits – lined jacket and straight skirt to the knee, with a silk shirt. I hung my jacket on the back of my office chair and came around the front of my desk to the two chairs I had arranged in front.
I wasn’t able to approve the loan, I had prepared some figures on paper and leant forward to share these with him. My skirt rolled up and I revealed a large amount of thigh. Bernie’s eyes were glued to my thighs and he watched avidly as I pulled my skirt back down. I glanced at him to see his reaction and I saw his eyes narrow as if something had just occurred to him.

He knew that bad news was coming; he put his hand up palm towards me. He said, “You are going to tell me that I’m not making enough to service the loan, aren’t you?
“Well we have a watch just like yours we could offer as collateral.”

“It won’t be just like mine as this is a unique one-off designed by my father, but we could get it valued,” I replied.

His reaction was so marked my heart sank, “Oh, no – it’s starting again,” I said to myself.

“We won’t need to – as you are going to approve the loan – I’m sure you don’t want the town to known their squeaky clean bank manager has appeared in a series of porn DVDs - as the ‘English Rose, Plucked and Pricked’ and writes dirty stories on Literotica. My watch had betrayed me again…. He’s seen....

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I had no choice, I signed his form, and he left.
Had I got away with it this time?

The next day a letter arrived with a still photo from the first DVD, showing a woman being brought to a very wet orgasm – of me wearing my watch. The note said, “Today at 5 pm, at 5 Acre Field – alone.”

Bernie was waiting for me. I saw to my horror that his son was also there.

He motioned me over to a picnic table – he wanted me to sit on the table with my feet on the bench.
“We want you to enjoy this too, don’t we Junior? So take off your clothes and pleasure yourself like you did with Pervy Pete…"

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I did as he ordered – and they both looked intently as my naked body emerged from my formal business clothes.
My nipples were already erect from the motion of the silk of my shirt against them as well as the anxiety I was feeling.

I sucked my fingers so they would slide easily across my skin and started to caress my breasts, rubbing gently in circles. The skin goose bumped and my breasts became firmer. I couldn’t help it; I was beginning to get aroused – betrayed by my body. I softly stroked around my tummy button. I opened my legs to stroke further and used my nails to tease the skin on my inner thighs. The touch of my fingers created a burning trail across my skin. I was becoming seriously turned on – my shoulders and back shuddered.

The feeling extended deep into my sex, the vaginal walls pulsed with pleasure and the juice started to ooze.

“Hey, look Pop,” said Junior, “she getting all wet and hasn’t touched her clit yet – she’s one hot chick.”

I had to rub my clit then – it was hurting it was so swollen – I moaned with the intense sensation. I couldn’t stop – and by this time I didn’t care they were looking – I just had to finger fuck myself. This started the build up to my orgasm. I rocked on my hand, at the edge of the table.

I felt my arm grabbed and my hand pulled away from my sex. I opened my eyes to see Junior, with his fly open, his cock out, standing proud. It was immense, a brown-pink shaft with a glistening purple head, it seemed to have a mind of its own – it twitched and jumped.

“There you go, Junior, get stuck in lad,” Bernie said, “I’ll have my go after you. I’ll take some pictures for the album for your acting audition.”

Junior pulled my bum to the edge of the table and put his hand on my pussy. He gathered some juice and smeared it on his cock and worked it a little.

“Don’t waste it, boy,” his father said.

“But it feels so good, Pa,” Junior replied – but he did as he was told.
He rubbed his prick up and down my slit – “Shit, that felt good, “ I thought to myself.
He then pulled me onto his cock; he braced his legs against the bench and put his hands on the table either side of me.
Initially he managed to get it in only half way – this was unbelievable and arousing – it felt both hot and smooth as its head hit my cervix and wouldn’t go further. It was thick as well as long and so it completely filled the passage. This meant that as he thrust it created a vacuum that pulled out the juice to drip and pool on the bench below.
At this point I became aware that Bernie was taking digital pictures.

Junior was working diligently to get the head of his meat past my cervix – eventually he managed it, having given my G spot and good rubbing in the meantime – it was now that my body became his slave – my head was in another place as I tried to block out what was happening. He managed to get a couple more inches in as he pushed his dick right up my fornix – this was incredible and I felt my orgasm building. He started to thrust in earnest, shouting as he went, “Cum for me, you slut, show me how much you are gagging to cum.”

Suddenly my orgasm pushed me over that cliff – I became a shuddering, twitching and moaning vagina.
My muscle spasms were very strong and Junior began to shout even louder, “Feel those muscles go, I’m cumming too you horny bitch.”

Bernie whacked him on the back – “Pull out, we need a cum shot that will also show how you pleasured her, pull out.”

Junior was gone – Bernie had to put his shoulder to Junior's chest and push him off, they both groaned – Bernie, from the effort and his son from coitus interruptus. Junior stood back and started to milk his huge cock. He shouted as it began to pump cum all over me – ropes and strings of mucus that hit and slid down my face and breasts. Junior thrust his hips as he worked out the last of it, while Bernie made a full record of the event.

Junior had hardly finished cumming when Bernie pushed him out of the way – “My turn, son,” he said to Junior and, “prepare to go to heaven,” to me.

He released his penis from his trousers. “You can see Junior got his gift from my side of the family,” he leered. It was even bigger than his son’s, the precum was beginning to ooze out of the end and he spread it over the head with his fingers. He pushed the head between my lips and said, “Give me a good sucking now, do ya hear.”
I sucked like mad to try to stop it going down my throat. He rammed against my back teeth – the contact seemed to please him. He groaned and said, “I’ll have my reward now.”
He flipped me round so I was kneeling on the bench with my tits on the table. He slid the head of his dick into my vagina and pushed hard. I screamed – it was too big. He thrust a couple of more times and gradually the pain turned to something else – a pleasure so deep and delicious that this time even my mind couldn’t deny it. I wanted to be fucked stupid. I wanted that vaginal orgasm.
Then my second orgasm hit – a full rippling, gut wrenching, juice squirting, screaming vaginal event. He had to grip my hips to stop me bucking him off. He didn’t even pause as he carried on thrusting to his own arousal rhythm.

“Hot diggity damn, “ he shouted, “who’d have thought the bank manager would have such a hot cunt.”
I was shuddering as I approached my third orgasm. Bernie’s shouts joined mine as he shot a full load up my hole.
As he pulled out I stood up slowly, juice and jizz combining forming a slick that oozed down both thighs.
Junior started to move in, his huge erection only too visible. “I can see you want to practise what you have learnt from your Pa’s techniques,” Bernie said, “but you’ll have to wait, maybe next time we could use the back door.” Junior nodded and licked his lips.

Bernie slapped me on the arse – “It’s a pleasure doing business with you, Collette – we’ll be into see you next month with the first instalment of the loan.”

I nodded weakly – maybe things wouldn’t so bad this time……..

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