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It's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bed.
You know this podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed.
You might want to loosen any clothing or maybe completely
naked as you surrender to the story and give yourself
permission to enjoy every word, every touch, every sound as
if it was really happening. For the next thirty minutes
or so, it's just you in my voice. This is
your time, your time to relax, your time to let
your inhibitions go, your time for sensuous pleasure. As you
close your eyes, then take a deep breath and just
hold it for a moment and let it go with
a sigh, letting all the stress of the week go
as you listen to my words and let my voice
move over your body with a slow dread coursing through
a body. Beth surveyed the plastic pumpkins on the window sills.
Dim battery powered night lights flickered within while trying in
vain to give the impression of a real candle, but
failing miserably. The cell floor seemed much larger, with all
the cells descon even overflowing with people attempting to dance
to some god awful nineties dance pop kind of tune.
As usual, this get together was everywhere she did not
want to be. For the past three years, she had
successfully managed to miss every single boring office party, but
her absences had been duly noted and commented on by
her manager, Chris. He had made it absolutely clear that
if she seriously wanted to be considered for promotion, then
she would have to be more of a team player.
What a fuck nut he'd been. She could still remember
his flushed, round face glaring at her with a look
of panic in his puffy eyes. There had been no
doubt that he had been reprimanded about something and had
decided to share that pleasure with Beth. And to make
matters worse, she would have to wear a mask, as
it was a masquerade party. If only she hadn't needed
that promote yet, the prospect of promotion had been the
only reason she had taken this job in the first place. Tonight,
the senior management were flying in. She'd never met them,
but it was obvious Chris wanted to put on a
show of how well bonded the spring Hill office was.
Whether it was true or not, Friday night was her night,
her date night. It had been sacrifant since she could
even think of being with men. Granted, over the years
it had changed. The fumbles on the back row of
the cinema moved onto sex in cars. When she had
become old enough to date men with their own places,
her eyes had been truly opened, gone with a desperate
and often frustrating brief sessions in were intense and passionate, sex.
Then there had been that marriage, a disaster from the start.
She'd known she shouldn't have been there even before the
idea oose, but she'd been young and naive, thinking marriage
was all pretty houses, white picket fences, weekly flowers, and
daily romance, and had stuck with her for many more
years than she should have. Only months into the marriage,
date night became Beth on her own night while he
went out to the bar, and knowing he would come
back in the early hours, smelling of cheap whiskey and perfume,
only to climb on her for five minutes and then
roll off, falling into a deep sleep and snoring through desperation,
she had learned to pleasure herself, and date night had
eventually become time with my choice of vibrator night. Then,
after the divorce, the men that had once been beating
a path to a door were all now married, settled
with kids, so her date night had remained pretty much
the same for the past three years, her and her
endless supply of battery and fantasies. What it never involved
was a faux fun of office parties with people you
spent all day with and sure as hell didn't want
to spend what precious little evening time you had for yourself.
Frustrated out of her mind, not just because of the
long hours during the week the lack of that valuable
me time, but also because she hated this music, hated dancing,
and didn't really drink, all of which seemed to be
a sport right now in the office, She just prayed
that these big wig managers could turn up, do their
meet and greet or whatever they had to do, then
leave to do whatever highly paid managers spent their Friday
nights doing so she could slip off home. Looking around
the sea of masks once more, she could not be
sure if they were even here yet. She didn't pay
a lot of attention to people without masks on. She's
sure as hell wasn't going to notice anyone different now
that they were all wearing masks. Maybe they had already
come and gone secreted away in the far end of
the office. It was almost difficult to tell. To be sure,
she would have to go out onto the main sal flaw,
and that meant mixing with the liquored up dancers. Shit.
Taking in a breath, Beth decided to just bite the
bullet and brave the dance floor, she absolutely dreaded. Various
people slurred Happy Halloween at her. She moved in between
the drunken dancers, one beefed up guy wishing her happy
New Year while he lifted his drink in a toast
and flashed her a grin bigger than the Golden Gates. Jeez,
his head was going to have hell to pay tomorrow.
Despite her efforts, among the wall to wall parties, no
one really stood out. Not a single person, screamed senior management.
They were just regular looking men and women, like happy,
drunken idiots, letting their bodies swing and waver with the music,
while she probably looked like an outcast, the odd one out,
the one person that simply wasn't enjoying the crowd. Eventually
escaping the throng of the dance floor, Beth decided to
take a seat in the shadows at the at the
other far end of the office. God, it was like
going to school discos again. Although there were a couple
of people at this end, mostly smoking weed and giggling inanely,
she still felt secluded enough. Maybe she could just enjoy
her body quietly suddenly and make it up to her
pussy later. When she got home. She needed to do something, anything,
God forbid. She was going mad with frustration. Yet the
washroom was just too obvious. She would clearly be heard,
but being hidden by the shadows. Along with the loud
pop music, the inebriated happy crowd, and the fact that
nearly everyone here was still on the dance floor, Maybe
she could get away with it. Beth glanced around the room,
her pulse racing in her ears. Oh fuck it, she whispered,
lifting her skirt her fingers, wasting no time to caress
up the soft flesh of her shaky thighs. Her passion
was begging, needing to be touched, Desperate to be satisfied.
Caressing the damp lace of her panties, that familiar ache
began creeping into the deep pit of her belly. Swirling, clutching, kneading,
she gasped as her fingernail grazed her clit, sending a
shock wave through her body. God, she wished like crazy,
she had her rabbit with her now. As she pushed
her panty's to one side and slid a fingers between
the wet folds of her sex with urgency, she thrust
her fingers inside herself with one hand as the other
held her skirt up while furiously rubbing her clit. She
was damn sure she didn't have long, but God, does
she need this? Beth bitter lip her toes, clenching her legs,
pushing out straight and twisting while clamping her thighs around
her hand. Oh God, Beth tightly grasped the edge of
her skirt as and orgasms shot through her body and click,
light strikes of hot exploding lightning. With her lips clenching
tightly between her teeth, Beth panted, relishing in the pulsing aftermath,
a warm glow over her body. She eased her eyes shut,
her body still quivering, her legs still trembling, her mind
spiraling with a cluster fuck of emotions. Something about being
here in the corner of the office she worked in daily,
surrounded by the peaple she knew and associated with on
a daily basis, and taking a ridiculous chance of being
caught while touching herself right here, with all of them
so near, made everything so much more intense. Fantasizing about
doing something so crazy was one thing. Actually doing it
was fucking nuts. Berth giggles slightly then inhaled her post
orgasmic fragrance while tasting her wet fingers. Maybe doing that
was unnatural, maybe it was downright peculiar. Nevertheless, it was
something she enjoyed, something she did often. But tonight something
was off. She tasted different, smelled different. There was a
heavier tang of musk, a deeper hint of the outdoors
she had. Everything about it seemed more masculine. Of course,
that made no sense. It had been so simple due
to the intensity of an orgasm. Or maybe it was
the fact that she was surrounded by alcohol, a mixture
of colognes, sweat, lace, skin, male pheromones, and at least
a dozen other roders that were simply natural when this
many people were together. May I taste it does smell
rather delicious. Beth jumped, the unexpected baritone voice, sending a
cold stab of fear through her body. The tone was
soft but deep, with an edge of a growl that
promised all sorts of salacious, naughty treats. But above all else,
it was most definitely male and sent a fresh pulse
of desire throbbing through best stomach. Shit, oh shit, oh shit.
Goosebumps rose over best skin, but not the cold kind.
Wide eyed and still cold in the torrent of shock,
she said nothing while nervously lifting her te dripping fingers
to the stranger's mask as he raised it. His lips
were hideously kissable, his flash of a grin so damn
sexual that all she could think of was what that
mouth would feel like skating over the curves of her
body transfixed, best breath hitched, and she moaned softly when
the stranger's lips encompassed her fingers, gently sliding up and
down while his tongue entwined around them, teasing her, tasting
her essence, filling her mind with the images of him
pulling her across his lap and spanking her ass for
what she'd just done in her public place. I ha
Berth mumbled, heat rising up her neck. The stranger's beautifully
blue eyes crumpled with a smile that rang with confidence
and dark promises as he pulled his lips back along
the length of her fingers, dragging teeth slowly and sending
waves of pleasure up and down best body. Foolishly, Her
eyes were sliding shut while a moan escaped her lips
and everything between her thighs again shuddered with lust. The
stranger with the magnificent lips leaned closer, gently caressing the
soft skin of her neck, while a rush of dampness
flooded her core and removed any remaining doubt about just
how a rouse she was. With his lips kissing just gently,
teasingly under the ear lobe, he whispered, the manager's office
is open and empty. Beth couldn't help herself. She opened
her eyes and looked into his, and for a minute
she wondered if this was simply a dream, a damn
good one. But the thought left just as quickly as
it had began, and all she felt was hunger, need,
a dark, primal desire so heavy that she was willing
to risk her job, her future. Beth nodded compliantly, submissively,
holding his stare as his light blue eyes glowed with
an equal lust. He stood and held a hand for
her to take, leading the two of them down the
long hall and into the manager's office. While Beth was
barely able to process what the hell she was doing
and how could she possibly allow herself such a risk,
with her stomach twisting with nerves as a door lights
shut paranoian reality set in. She shakes herself, her belly
full of knots. What if they got caught, that would
be her job, her promotion, her home, and future all
out of the window. I can't, she whispers, avoiding his eyes.
I'm sorry, but this is a mistake, with something that
feels like mortification washing over her. When the stranger says,
you'll fine. Your manager is pretty much out cold now.
He won't remember a thing until the morning, and you
will have a lot more to worry about than how
you fucked him what was once his office? Her head
clogged with even more confusion. But what if someone comes in?
No one will come in, I promise you that. His
hand slid underneath Beth's chin, tilting her head up to
look at him, while those damned sky blue eyes full
of possession and heat and pulses of unstoppable desire pulsing
through a body all the way from her head through
to her toes. Electricity tinkled through every nerve. The anticipation
of desire had her pussy clutching. Shit, What am I doing?
He poured her close to his body of nothing but
hard muscle, his gaze glued onto hers and melting every
doubt she had. He brushed her thumb along jaw, and
her whole body shuddered. Right now, Beth almost felt like
she would do anything he commanded. Besides, some things are
simply worth the risk. Now, let me do what you
and I both need and want. His eyes dropped toward
her mouth, his lips swallowing her as in a kiss,
gentle at first, but quickly becoming hungrier, more intense, more passionate,
as their tongues tasted each other's desires, his fingers pushing
through a hair, pulling a tight her on to his
lips and against her body, letting her feel the urgency
throbbing behind his pants, while her nipples turned to stone
as its other hand moved down the curve of her spine,
with every inch of best body tinkling. She slid her
hand flat between them and massages are still heart cocked
through his pants, teasing it with the pad of her
thumb and pushing hard on that senseive tip, forcing a
growl to escalate through his chest. Every vibration teased at
her nipples, transforming the hot passion into a raging wildfire
in the demanding flesh between her thighs. Warm drops of
desire soaked her panties, teasing her legs, inviting, wanting, kneading
and desperate, the stranger moved his hand across the curve
of her ass, lifting her skirt, moving its fingers between
her thighs, pressing the heel of his hand against a clip,
and pushing her panties to one side with ease, grobing
inside her damp faulds, hard and forcibly, Beth mowed loudly
as his fingernails teased that soft velvety patch inside a
pussy with a perfect motion, before flicking his fingertip across
that tender flesh, sending shockwave after shockwave through her body
and command her knees to buckle in submission as she
fell back against the partition wall, his fingers mercilessly taunting
her pussy in and out with such a passion, with
such ferocity that Beth thought she might scream. I'm going
to turn you around. I want you to put your
hands against the wall, look out the partition window and
watch everyone out there. Whatever you feel, just focus on that,
he said, and before Beth had a chance to do anything,
he was spinning her around pressing her against the wall
and lifting her skirt over the curve of her ass.
Obediently best spread her hands, bracing herself with what she
hoped would be hard thrusting and fucking her very wet,
very needy pussy. The stranger had complete control over Beth, ordering, demanding,
and getting exactly what he asked for, while Beth did
nothing but obey and lose her sense of power. His
broad hands grasped her ass cheeks while his iron hard
cocked force between her thighs and thrust deep and urgently
into a pussy, stretching her lips so far. She screamed
in both pain and pleasure as the length of his
erection kissed a wound with the most delightful sting. He
made a chest filled growling noise as his long fingers
grasped the soft flesh of her ass, and he started
pulsing into a hard and deep every thrust, pushing her
against the wall as she lost herself more and more
to this man she hadn't even formerly met. Fuck. A
burning sensation was already starting in her core, and she
knew she couldn't hold out much longer. Her orgasm unrelenting
in its movement through her body. Suddenly he was pressing
his chest into her back, while his mouth bit at
her neck, and long flicks of his tongue made every
inch of her body pulse. Her clit ache watched the
dam They can't see you through the mirrored window. They're
oblivious to how hard I'm fucking this tight little pussy
of yours, but we know. Suddenly everything was going dark,
and for a moment she thought she might have fainted,
but she could still feel his cock, his breath. Cell
phones flickered to life on the main floor. The overhead
lights were gone, yet the stranger didn't break his thrust,
the passionate desire of his cock pressing in and out
of her pussy, with even more urgency filling her pussy.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, Beth was aware
of a clicking sound, like a key being turned, but
she paid it. No Heed is Russ driving her almost crazy?
Nothing mattered now, nothing but the relentless pursuit of her orgasm.
With the stranger's breath intensifying, the heat of his body
growing hotter. Suddenly, Beth felt a tongue flick hard on
her click before angrily sucking at her knub and pulling
it between unknown teeth. The strange man's cock was pounding
hard into a pussy as Beth grasped at the wall,
unable to stop the onslaught of an intense orgasm as
she felt the strange but definite sensation of a small
metal ball rubbing along her click with every flick at
the mysterious tongue while the fuck was hampling, she was
suddenly nervous, scared, and yet her whole body trembled and
her knees buckled as his cock slammed deeper, harder, loud
moans escaping her lips, his best body clenched in orgasm.
My god, she had never been so damn turned on
in her life as she felt his body grow stiff
for just a split second before he groaned, exploding inside
of her as her own orgasm ignited with waves of
pleasure from head to foot, her vision clouded by flickering
lights from the intensity panting, she leaned heavily against the wall,
listening to another click were in the distance. Something was
going on, but she really couldn't focus on anything else
right now, with a mind caught up in a tidal
wave of pleasure. With his cock still throbbing, he stepped back,
letting it slide from inside her. Her legs still fell weak,
her body still quivering from the after shocks. The stranger
kissed her neck gently, then whispered, now that's a little
better than a hidden fingering, don't you think. Breathless and boneless,
all Beth could do was nod her head, his warm
release dripping down her thighs and heightening the sensations moving
through a body. Suddenly, Beth was aware she was alone.
He'd left without a single word, leaving her not only
confused and embarrassed, but hurt. Bastard never even introduced himself,
she thought. As her head lights flickered back to life,
Beth gathered all her resolve to make herself look respectable
and hoped, like how the fragrance of her feminine juice
is and the stranger's release wasn't so strong that everyone
she passed would know she'd just been fucked. Unsteadily, she
took a few steps towards the office door, taking a
few deep breaths and trying her best to keep herself
together and ignore the emotion building in her eyes. She
just allowed herself to be used like a common whore,
and she wasn't entirely sure how she felt about that.
Beth left the office and returned toward her secluded seat
in the shadows. Just as she started to sit down,
she noticed a very drunken Chris, her manager, staring down
at her. Steve wants to meet you. He's been here
for twenty minutes. He's been looking all over for you.
Steve was a tall man in a perfectly tailored suit
that just screamed senior management. My god. Now she would
have to stand up, which meant one thing, another stream
of come escaping her and streaming down her thighs or
knee trembles, the heavy scent of sex wafting through the air.
Don't get up, the strangely familiar deep voice said, bringing
back a rush of memories from minutes ago. It's him,
Beth thought, But then who the fuck had been licking
my clip? Studying Chris for a moment as he staggered,
there was no sign of a piercing on his tongue. Finally,
Steve broke through her thought process by saying, we have
plans for Chris, so there will be a vacancy for
a manager in this office, and you do come highly recommended,
but I think we might need to oversee your transition
just to make sure you get everything you need. Something
about the way, he emphasized, everything promised more at moments,
more orgasms like the ones she had just experienced. I'd
like to introduce you to David. He is my right
hand man and best friend. You will make sure all
your needs are met. Slightly shorter than Steve, but every
bit his breath taking his green eyes held an intense gaze,
holding his hand out to shake Bess. Mischievousness flickered in
his eyes as he flashed a smile, revealing the metal
piercing on his tongue. I think things are going to
work out wonderfully for all of us, he said. Well,
I hope that's got you in the mood for a
little masquerade fun. So until then and all is with
your pleasure in mind. This is Devil and Wild, wishing
you salacious dreams.
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