Disha's POV
I wiped the tears from my eyes, my hand trembling as I pressed the vibrator harder against my clit in the dim light of the ladies' washroom of my office. The office was empty as it was late hpus. I was also about to leave early but damn this fucking clitoris of mine.
my body betrayed me again. the insatiable ache between my legs, the nymphomaniac curse that made me need to cum like a river every few hours or I'd lose my mind. I work here as junior assistant reporting to the senior assistant who directly reports to the CEO.
The CEO, a tall, mascular man, reminded me of the last round which I got to know on the interview day itself when Mr. CEO asked him to ride his cock which I denied swiftly leaving his cabin.
It was my first day today in his office after i got my joining letter. I sat on my desk waiting for orientation to start. I heard some women giggling beside me. They were also new joinees like me. I went to them to be a part of the group but the conversation sent a tingle to my pusssy.
Amrita: You know when I took his whole dick inside me, I orgasmed instantly. His steel dick sent sparks in my whole body. Damnit. I wish I could ride him again.
I have started something I am not even sure anyone would read. Now here we are. Me—still writing. You—still here. I’m not backed by fame or algorithms, just pure passion… and you. So if you’re reading this, thank you. Your support doesn’t just help—it builds this journey. And every share, every comment, every cheer? It’s another “Keep going.” And I will. For you to read. Comment your darkest desires to read in the story.
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