Fantasy Short Actress Stories for Quick Fapping

[MrGhostRider]

The Manager was also polite enough to consider her request regarding her panties and his hand and act on it. His hand slid over her bottom, took hold of her panties, and pulled then down. His hand then returned to where he'd been rubbing, this time without panties in the way.

 
"Quite right," he murmured. "This is better."
 
Shruti wriggled about under his touch, trying to pull away from it and not having much success.
 
"Will you stop doing that?" she pleaded.
 
"Ah, no, I don't think so. Not just yet."
 
"What do you mean, no? I want you to stop."
 
"Do you? How interesting. What do you think about me doing something like this?"
 
A pair of fingers slipped between her lips, exploring deeper. Shruti gasped.
 
"Just stop," she told him.
 
"But my cock is really, really, erect right now. If I was to stop doing this it would be so I could replace my fingers with my erection. Do you want me to do that?"
 
"No!"
 
"Ah. I thought you might prefer this for a little longer." His fingers kept up their steady tantalising teasing.
 
"What? I didn't say I prefer this. Just leave me alone. I want to go home."
 
"And so you shall. So you shall. I'll decide soon enough."
 
"I'd rather you decided right now."
 
Shruti was having a little trouble catching her breath. He was doing strange things to her and her body was reacting. Well, not that strange. She knew damn well what he was doing. She wasn't a virgin. The real problem wasn't what he was doing right now but what he might be doing in the near future.
 
Then it was no longer the near future but the here and now. His hands were easing her lips apart and he was pressing between them.
 
"No," she insisted. "Don't you dare."
 
The gentle pressure of his cock leaning against her was all the answer she got. She could feel her lips parting enough to let him past, closing around him and holding him, almost lovingly in the way they seemed to embrace him.
 
"You stop that," she gasped, feeling him moving deeper, sliding smoothly down her passage while her poor body put up zero resistance.
 
"Oh, you rotten pig," she gasped, feeling his groin rubbing firmly against hers.
 

 
"Really, is that any way to talk to the boss," he asked, laughing.
 
"It is if I say it is," she retorted. "Are you going to take that out?"
 
"Of course I am. Eventually. Until I do might I suggest you just move along with me?"
 
With that Shruti found him withdrawing and then plunging back in, filling her up again with a forceful stroke. Then he was pulling back to do it all over again. Thinking nasty thoughts she started moving with him. Why not? She had nothing to lose because he was already in her, giving his all. She had to admit that his all seemed to be considerable, plunging deep into her.