1. Mall Manager


    Date: 7/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Coercion, Job/Place-of-work, Older Male / Female, Author: DirtyFriend, Rating: 83.7, Source: sexstories.com

    then was give me what was possibly the worst hand job of all time, so I slapped the fine on her still. Tim’s advice was not going well so far... A couple of months later I was doing my round of the mall and heard a moaning coming from the cleaners section, looking inside there were a teenage couple having, what appeared like sex, but it was hard to tell, as the guy was enormous compared to the slim blonde he was fucking. Of course, I arrested them both and put them in separate cells. I charged the guy and sent him home with a $450 bill. The girl, however, was still there. She was sat crying. “Please... Sir..? My family... I don’t have much m-m-money... I am truly sorry... I-I-I don’t know what I was thinking.” I crouched down to her level “Love, if you are happy to have sex in a mall cleaner cupboard then your family should be worried” “You don’t understand. M-m-my mum needs me” “You really think you can walk away from this without punishment?” “Please? I will do anything... You look kinda lonely, maybe I could keep you company... Or j-j-just once I could give you a good ride, i-i-if you know what I mean?” “You mean sex?” “Yes, sir” I stood up, surely now it has been offered it wouldn’t go as badly as last time? I looked at this girl, I mean really looked. She had blue eyes, bleached blonde hair, dirty nails, heavy makeup and very tight clothes on. My guess would be this wouldn’t be the first time she offered herself up to avoid punishment. I walked away. I needed to think. ...
    Would my dick go through sandpaper again? Or seeing as it is a teen girl, would it be better? I sat at my desk and read the letter again. Half way through I heard a shout, so I went speed walking to the cells. The sight I saw was not what I expected but I wasn’t going to turn it down either. There was the blonde, naked. “Hey, sorry, I suppose you better tell me to get changed? Say my name. Tell me to put my clothes on. Go on. My name is Cindy.” “I... Ummm...” I had a very obviously bulge in my pants now, and Cindy saw. She opened her legs to reveal her sweet, pink, puffy, hairless and very wet pussy. I entered her cell as she rubbed her clit. “Tell me, Mr security guard. You want some of this?” My answer was made obvious by me pulling down my pants and stepping out of them. She then crawled towards me and took my dick in her mouth and gave me the best deep throat of my life. When I came down her throat she pulled away and sat of the bed in the cell. She started fingering herself, her pussy making wet, slapping noises and she put a third finger in. In no time I was hard again, by staring at her beautiful body. She got on all fours and wiggled her bum at me, calling me over. “C’mon big boy. You know you want it. Make me scream.” Still in a trance like state I put my dick at the entrance of her pussy (she she was on the bed, so I could reach by standing) She plunged back onto my dick, moaning at the force. She looked up at me and I grabbed her bottom hard and pounded my dick into ...
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