I shuffled into Frank’s gleaming corner office, broke, untouched, and painfully aware my cock was nothing to brag about. The CEO of the city’s biggest food empire leaned back in his leather chair and flashed a knowing grin. “You need this job bad, don’t you? Tell me why I should hand a virgin with a small dick the keys to my empire.”
Before I could stammer an answer, the door opened and Alina swept in—tall, sharp-eyed, and radiating command. She didn’t wait for an introduction. “Frank, darling, is this the one? He looks deliciously desperate.”
Frank chuckled. “Alina loves meeting candidates who might fit our…special arrangement. We do altruistic hotwifing. She only takes small cocks because her pussy is shallow; anything bigger just misses the spot. I get off watching her come apart on them.”
Alina perched on the edge of his desk, crossing her legs with deliberate grace. “I’m not some passive trophy, sweetheart. I choose. I ride. And I decide when you’re allowed to cum. Think you can handle a woman who knows exactly what she wants from that hard little cock of yours?”
My throat went dry. “I… I’ve never—”
“Never fucked?” she finished, lips curving. “Perfect. Frank gets rock-hard seeing his wife take a virgin’s small cock and make it hers. No ego, no performance—just raw, perfect fit.” She stood and stepped close, fingers brushing my belt. “Show me.”
I fumbled my zipper down. My cock sprang out, already hard and modest. Alina’s eyes lit with genuine hunger. “Mmm, look at that. Exactly what my shallow pussy needs. Frank, he’s ideal.”
Frank’s voice was thick. “Go on, Alina. Let him feel how wet you get for small cocks.”
She pushed me onto the couch, straddling my thighs without hesitation. Her hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking once, twice. “You’re shaking. Horny already? Good. I want you dripping for me.” She leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “I’m going to give you the sloppiest blowjob of your life, then I’m going to sink this tight pussy down until you’re buried to the hilt. When you can’t hold back, you’ll cum inside me while Frank watches. Understood?”
I nodded, panting. Alina slid to her knees, tongue flicking the head of my cock before taking me deep. The wet heat of her mouth made my hips jerk. She pulled off with a wicked smile, saliva glistening. “Tastes like need. Now let’s get that cock inside where it belongs.”
She rose, hiking her skirt, revealing her bare, already dripping pussy. With one strong hand she guided me to her entrance. “Feel how wet I am for you? This is going to be explosive.” She sank down slowly, her shallow depth gripping every inch perfectly. We both groaned. Sweat beaded on her brow as she began to ride, ass flexing, pace building. Frank’s breathing grew ragged from his chair. Alina’s eyes locked on mine, fierce and unyielding. “That’s it—fuck me like you mean it. I’m not stopping until you fill me up.”
Her movements grew frantic, pussy clenching, our bodies slapping together. I felt the pressure coil tight, her juices dripping down my thighs as she panted my name like a command. The room spun toward the edge of release, her strong thighs holding me exactly where she wanted.
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