I walk into your office and sit down, ready for my interview. I need this job so bad so I can go shopping and my mean daddy told me I need to get a job if I want to go shopping. I want this assistant job and will do anything to get it. My shirt and skirt are so tight because I can’t afford to get anything new. I can’t even wear a bra because it’s so tight, and you can see my erect pierced nipples through my shirt. I reach out to shake your hand and, my buttons pop out of. I get up to try and cover myself when my skirt rips open, exposing my pussy. I couldn’t even wear underwear because of how tight my clothes are, and now your cock is getting hard from seeing my sexy body in front of you. My clothes are already destroyed so I take off my shirt, shaking my tits and rubbing them, so happy that they are free. I rip off my skirt, turning around to rub and shake my ass in your face as your cock is bulging in your pants. I’m ready to do anything for this job, baby. Come take this pussy with your big throbbing cock. Pound my tight wet pussy until I come.

















He was content for the moment, unaware of the Bratty girl phone sex we were about to have. He was a cute guy who’d invited me on a date without really thinking about the implications. As someone who hides her inner slut behind a shiny smile I was not surprised he thought it would be hard to get anywhere, but I really couldn’t pay attention to whatever the hell he wanted me to watch with him. Sitting on his couch my eyes were glazed and I was salivating at the thought of doing literally anything else. That was when I glanced down and saw just how big the tent in his pants was, and that’s when I decided exactly what ‘literally anything else’ I’d be doing. I didn’t notify him he was about to start having fun with a Cheerleader slut. I didn’t bother to tell him I was bored. I made the message clear with physical force, unzipping his pants as easily as breathing and as suddenly as a stiff wind. I whipped him out with heat, and began to stroke him on the couch easily. I saw his eyes widen in surprise, gasp and try to hold in a cry. I wasn’t having it, I worked my hands hard, and made it very clear exactly what I wanted was for him to be emptying his balls one way or another. He tried to talk and I shut him up with a kiss, not willing to argue with a protest or some weird attempt to take this dick away from me. I wanted it, needed it, and I was going to have it one way or another. If that meant shutting him up with my tongue while my fingers intertwined around his generous cock and worked? Well, that’s just what’s natural for a Hot teen slut. I could feel his precum already globbing between my fingers and knew I was in for a great treat.


