Red Confession: Seducing the Virgin Intern in the Office Toilet

Office air thick with tension. Jérémie, eighteen, fresh-faced, slim yet built. Black hair, green eyes, feminine jaw. My boss paws at him, cleavage shoved in his face. He blushes crimson, trapped. I laugh, he smiles back—heart skips. That smile. Dangerous.

Next day, black sheath dress hugs every curve. Red lace thong outlines through fabric. No bra, breasts bounce free. Husband eyes me, jealous. His hands slide under, fingers tease thighs, slip past lace. I whisper warnings. He grins, yanks me against wall. Zipper down, cock springs hard. I impale on it, skirt hiked, string aside. He pounds savage. Wall scrapes back raw. I scream, cry out, pleasure rips through. Hot seed floods deep. Legs shake. But Jérémie’s face lingers.

The Spark Ignites

Days blur. Accroupi in archives, miniskirt rides high. Thighs gleam. He stares, freezes. Blue lace panty transparent, bush shadowed beneath. I spread wider, laugh as he gapes. Bump knees, tumble back, legs splayed. His jeans bulge huge. Pull him close, lips brush ear. Kiss lands soft. He surges, tongue invades, hands rough. Falls on me, gropes under skirt. Panic spikes—door could open. Push away. He snarls, calls me tease. Guilt burns.

Internship ends. Party buzz. Yellow skirt flutters light, tee clings tits. Kiss goodbye. Bladder calls. Toilet door swings—Jérémie blocks, face twisted rage. Shoves me onto seat. ‘Slut,’ he hisses. Beg quiet. He softens, confesses virgin dreams. Heart melts. Head to his chest, pulse races under palm. Pants drop, cock magnificent, veined thick. Kiss shaft, tongue gland, finger teases ass. He throbs, swells.

His turn. Skirt up, panty off. Wipe sweat-slick face with it. Bend over, ass to nose. Slow reveal—wet pink lips, tight rosebud above. Breath hot blasts. Hands grip hips. Face buries, nose probes anus, tongue spears clit. I guide, he learns fast—lick, nibble, rim. Knees buckle.

Consumed by Fire

Condom from purse. Roll on slow, hand then mouth. Straddle, sink down. Soaked pussy swallows whole. Arms neck, kiss devour. Hips grind, bounce frantic. He bucks wild, groans, spasms. Cum pulses deep, even through latex. Hold still, he clings childlike.

Restart ride, take his hand to clit. Fingers expert now, plunge slick folds. Stand over, feet wide on seat. Tongue dives pussy, finger anus. Body quakes. Grip head, smother him in heat. Orgasm crashes, thighs clamp, juices flood face. He gasps, grins triumphant.

Exit laughing. Boss smirks, ‘Great memories?’ Complicit giggles erupt. Her scowl fuels it. Skin still hums, pulse echoes. Virgin no more. Mine first. Worth the risk. Heart races still.