A story of how Alisha became a slut : Part 2

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Ever since that time Alisha had been fucked by Ricky, Matt, Jordan and Garry, she frequented Ricky’s flat. Ricky had revealed to her about being videotaped while she was being fucked and she surprised herself by not caring. She had watched it with Ricky and the others a couple of times. And she has been videotaped each time she was fucked by them.

Alisha had also been fucked by a wide range of Ricky’s other friends and she’s loving it. Ricky had offered her a job working for him in his club fulfilling clients’ fantasies. She gets paid by large sums of money but she would always fuck for free outside work.

A man whistled as Alisha exited her apartment building wearing a tight halter top and a very short denim skirt that barely covered her ass. A taxi pulled over and Alisha got in. The driver shot a lustful glance at her and said, “Where to?”

“433 Boulevard,” she said while the driver stared at her bare legs desperately wanting to catch a glimpse under her skirt but her legs were close together.

The driver drove off glancing at her every once in a while. He would also stare at her cleavage which looks like it’s about to explode inside her tight top.

Alisha paid the driver and got off the cab when they arrived. She passed by the security of the entrance of the small building and went in.

Hoots and whistles can be heard once she entered. “Room 205. Your client wants you to be his secretary,” said Jensen, the manager of Ricky’s club. “His name is Mr. Patel. He wants you to play hard to get and he will force you. You’re name’s going to be Rachel.”

Alisha entered Room 205 where a desk is provided and there is a door on one side. She sat on the desk provided for her. After a few minutes, Mr. Patel opened the door, “Rachel, where are the documents? Aren’t they ready yet?”

Her client must be 20 years her senior and wore a business attire. He has medium built and is not so bad looking. Alisha had fucked much older men.

“I will be right there Mr. Patel,” answered Alisha as she gathered a bunch of blank papers and entered Mr. Patel’s office. “Here they are sir.”

“Put them down there,” said Mr. Patel pointing to his desk.

Alisha did as told. “Sit down, I need to talk to you,” said the boss.

Alisha sits down as her skirt hiked so high up her thighs. Mr. Patel got up from his chair and went to sit across Alisha. “Rachelle,” he said as he put his hand on her legs as he stares up her skirt.

Alisha acted her character and pushes Mr. Patel’s hand away. Mr. Patel smiled and said. “You’re a very pretty woman,” he said standing up and rubbing Alisha’s shoulders.

“Sir, this behavior is inappropriate,” she said.

“Do you want your job to still be your job?”

“What are you saying?”

“Do what I say if you want to keep it,” as he grabbed Alisha’s hand and put it over his pants.

Alisha pulled her hand back. “I won’t be blackmailed into this,” she said as she got up and started to leave.

Mr. Patel was acting his fantasy out so well that he grabbed Alisha suddenly and made her bend over his desk with force. “I’m going to have you whether you want it or not.”

Alisha started to act scared. “Let me go.”

Suddenly Mr. Patel’s hand slide up her very short skirt only to realize that she was not wearing anything under that skimpy skirt of hers. Alisha now has a clean shaven pussy unlike when Ricky first fucked her. “You want this don’t you?” said Mr. Patel.

“Let me go,” as Alisha maintained her act.

Mr. Patel’s trembling fingers touch Alisha’s pussy. He was imagining touching his secretary Rachelle and made himself instantly hard. He forced his fingers inside Alisha’s hole and started to finger fuck it furiously. This made Alisha moan loudly.

“Oh you like that don’t you, you slut!”

“Ohhhhhh ohhhh!”

Mr. Patel laughed loudly as he lives out his fantasy. He pulled Alisha’s short skirt up and revealed a perfectly rounded ass. He slapped it once, twice, thrice until her ass was reddish.


It turned Alisha on secretly but she said, “Stop! Please!”

Mr. Patel kept her pinned on the desk as he struggles to unzip himself. When he finally freed his cock from his pants, he turned Alisha around still holding her by her wrists. He made her kneel down, “Suck me bitch!” as he forced Alisha’s head down on his cock.

Alisha had become a great cock sucker by now and she drove Mr. Patel crazy. Mr. Patel lifted her up to his desk, knocking off the things on top of it. He teases his cock to Alisha’s opening.

“Tell me you want me cock in you!” he commanded.

“I want your cock in me,” said Alisha.

“Louder! Beg me for it.”

“I want your cock in me! Please, fuck me! I beg you,” pleaded Alisha in a louder voice.

“Louder!” commanded Mr. Patel.

“Fuck me!”

Mr. Patel rammed his cock inside Alisha’s pussy hole, spreading it instantly.

“Ohhh!” moaned Alisha.

His cock sliding in and out. In out, in out faster and faster. Alisha’s tits were bouncing wildly. Mr. Patel gripped on one of her tits as he grinds his cock inside Alisha’s tight hole. He pulled out, leaving just the tip of his cock inside her. He played with Alisha’s sensitive clitoris. This made Alisha moaned even louder. He grinded his thumb against her clitoris then circles it fast. Alisha’s clit was throbbing hard.

“Aaayy!” as she can’t help screaming.

Her moans made Mr. Patel jerk his body. He pulled his hand and drills Alisha, his balls slapping against her ass. He leaned over and bites Alisha’s sensitive nipples softly. It hurt Alisha a little but it also aroused her. He kissed her roughly and sucks on her lower lip while one hand pins her by the wrist and one hand on her waist.

“Tell me you love me filling you up, Rachelle,” said Mr. Patel.

“I love you filling me up,” said Alisha.

“Say you’re a slut!”

“I’m a slut!”

“A cheap horny slut!”

“I’m a cheap horny slut!”

“Say it again!” moaned Mr. Patel as he goes in and out of Alisha’s now very wet pussy.

“I’m a cheap horny slut!”

“You want to be fucked by men!”

“I want to be fucked my men!”

“Again! Say all of it again!” shouted Mr. Patel as he felt his cum building up.

“I’m a cheap horny slut! I want to be fucked by men! I want to be fucked by you. I love you fucking me!” screamed Alisha on the brink of cumming. “Fuck me. Fuck your dirty horny slut Mr. Patel! Don’t stop fucking me! Use my hole. Use me up,” begged Alisha.

“Ohh Rachelle!” moaned Mr. Patel loudly. “Rachelle I’m cumming!”

Alisha jerked and started reaching her orgasm. Her juices running all over Mr. Patel’s cock and dripping down the side of her legs. Mr. Patel then explodes into her pussy, filling her up with so much cum. They were both panting heavily.

After having recovered themselves, they exited the room and Jensen attended to the client. The client having prepaid the expense, received a video copy of his fantasy to be relived anytime he wants.

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