{"id":34567,"date":"2021-05-29T18:34:48","date_gmt":"2021-05-29T18:34:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/2021\/05\/29\/the-professional-whore-part-2-fresh-warm-seeds\/"},"modified":"2021-05-29T18:34:48","modified_gmt":"2021-05-29T18:34:48","slug":"the-professional-whore-part-2-fresh-warm-seeds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/the-professional-whore-part-2-fresh-warm-seeds\/","title":{"rendered":"The Professional Whore – Part 2 (Fresh Warm Seeds)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n \n

Disclaimer: This is a completely fictional story \/\/\/www.indiansexstories2.net\/group\/the-mafia-journalist-seduction-1\/”>(like my previous one)<\/span> and a creation of my imagination. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. If you enjoy this story, if it made you wet or hard, if it made your insides tingle, leave me feedback. Your feedbacks fuel my imagination. . – TH(the author)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Jenny stared through her cabin. She was always in her well-furnished AC cabin. Only the managers were allowed to come to the cabin.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut how did an intern get into my head?\u201d she was lost in thoughts. She rarely met him. The guy was recruited by the HR team and probably would be just a fresher. She only saw him in the parking lot while she parked her car, and he walked in through the entrance.<\/p>\n

She wouldn\u2019t even return his greetings during the rare occasion they crossed paths. Maybe once they were in a lift together, just once when she was running late. The nameless intern that made her squirt she chuckled.<\/p>\n

\u2018Orgasm in a theatre \u2013 Done,\u2019 she jotted down on her sleek leather personal diary. \u2018Note-first squirt,\u2019 she giggled as she wrote that down too.<\/p>\n

Almost the entire day she spent peeping at him. He wasn\u2019t super cute or muscular fit like the other men who had approached her. She knew all they needed was to get between her legs. But why this very normal-looking intern who worked here for a meager stipend?<\/p>\n

He was lean, maybe an inch taller than her. He wore a plain white shirt with formal trousers that day. Jenny tried imagining his penis in her head. Would it be huge and thick? Could it make her scream? She wouldn\u2019t know unless she makes him strip.<\/p>\n

Then a few images of him pumping in her widespread pussy flashed in her head. She imagined him ramming her pussy like an animal filling her insides with his seeds. Jenny blushed when she realized she was wet already.<\/p> \n\n

Hours passed by, and she felt her insides tingle again and again. It was almost past 7. The intern was still working for some extra wages.<\/p>\n

Jenny had to get her pussy filled. She thought of her collection of dildos that could satisfy her and walked out of the cabin. Her white shirt inside a light black formal jacket kind of glistened. It was tucked in her formal black skirt. She could feel the wetness in her panties which needed to be washed soon.<\/p>\n

As Jenny got into her car, she spotted the intern walking out of the lift. She waited a few minutes and then drove her car.<\/p>\n

The 35-year-old rich boss was stalking an intern. The intern was walking towards the metro station. She parked her car and followed him, maintaining a distance. She watched as the intern got into the metro and rushed in before the door closed.<\/p>\n

It was a close call. The bogey had very few people in it. He had plugged in his earphones and was busy surfing the internet. A few more people got down. The compartment was almost empty except for a lady and a man sitting in one corner.<\/p>\n

Jenny walked towards him and sat adjacent to the intern. Jenny always smelled lovely, and the intern lifted his head and looked at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cErr\u2026.Hi ma\u2019am,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n

\u201cHi,\u201d Jenny smiled and pressed her shoulder against his. She had taken out her formal jacket and placed it over her lap. Her plump breasts looked comfortable in the white shirt that gave the edges of her cups through impressions.<\/p>\n

Honestly, the intern was surprised to find a company owner with crores of turnover taking the metro. Maybe her Audi broke down, but she could easily get a taxi!<\/p>\n

\u201cThis might shock you. But I won\u2019t move forward if you are not pleased with what I am going to do,\u201d Jenny whispered to the intern, pressing her shoulders against him. She noticed that the led lamp was not right above them.<\/p>\n

\u201cPardon, ma\u2019am! I didn\u2019t get you,\u201d he said, taking out the earphone. But before he could understand what was happening, he let out a deep sigh. \u201cOuch,\u201d he felt pressure on his crotch.<\/p>\n

Jenny, who was sitting on his right side, and had grabbed his crotch. She didn\u2019t know what she was doing and what had got into her. But she squeezed his crotch with her left hand. Her palms felt the heat of his balls over his black pants.<\/p>\n

The intern couldn\u2019t react. He felt good, but wasn\u2019t this wrong? Dumbstruck, he looked into her eyes. Jenny smiled passionately. Her eyes could control him. \u201cI will stop if you are not comfortable,\u201d she said in a deep soothing voice.<\/p>\n

Jenny\u2019s palm was squeezing his entire crotch gently and with care. He spread his lean legs a bit, giving her more access to his lower crotch too. She felt him getting harder above his softballs. Jenny smiled.<\/p>\n

The intern was scared, but he didn\u2019t want her to stop either. Nobody had touched him like this since his breakup with his girlfriend. Jenny moved her palm over his zip and unzipped him. But she couldn\u2019t get in. She moved her hand over his belt buckle.<\/p>\n

\u201cCan I?\u201d<\/p>\n

He wouldn\u2019t say no. He nodded but was still unable to digest the situation. Looking around, Jenny unbuckled his belt, and he helped her loosen the belt. \u2018Handjob in a moving train\u2019 she recalled another task from her bucket list.<\/p>\n

Jenny placed her jacket over his crotch. This was getting riskier. Then quickly, her hand slithered into her pants. She touched his almost erect penis over his underwear. But that wasn\u2019t enough. She pulled his underwear with her fingers and placed it below his balls.<\/p>\n

And after a long time, she held a penis in her hand. She felt it grow harder and wider. It was getting thicker. She could trace his throbbing blood vessels. Jenny looked at him again. Her soft, smooth palm had taken him to heaven. Eyes half-closed, he was enjoying this. She moved her hand up and down gently.<\/p>\n

His uncut dick had grown fully erect. Even he didn\u2019t know he could grow this big. Jenny pulled down his foreskin and touched his mushroom-like dick head. He was leaking pre-cum. She loved the wetness at his tip. Holding his erect dick like a joystick, she touched his dick head with her thumb and pressed it.<\/p>\n

Another drop of pre-cum flowed out. Gently she started jerking him. More and more droplets of pre-cum oozed out that dropped down onto her finger. She had wrapped her finger around his dick and kept jerking him faster and faster with every second.<\/p>\n

Like a volcano ready to erupt, his dick let out drops of pre-cum that flowed down through her fingers. She knew this volcano would explode soon. \u201cDon\u2019t hold back. I want every dropout,\u201d She leaned over his shoulders and moaned into his ears.<\/p>\n

\u201cI will\u2026I will soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jenny knew it was going to happen. She hadn\u2019t seen his penis, but she was feeling it entirely under her jacket. His vein grew bigger. Muscles tightened, eyes were closed. The intern grabbed her thigh and clenched it.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet it flow, don\u2019t worry!\u201d She made him feel comfortable.<\/p>\n

Then he let out a moan. The fresh warm liquid flowed out like a volcanic eruption. She kept jerking him, and he moaned once more, then another load came flowing, drenching her entire upper hand and fingers.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you done?\u201d Jenny asked with patience and jerked again but at a slower pace. She felt another batch of fresh juice coming out. Then he let out the last drop with a deep satisfied sigh. Now, she knew he was empty.<\/p>\n

\u201cSeems like you had a lot stored,\u201d she giggled. She was still holding his penis. Holding his growing limp dick like a joystick, she wiped his dick head again with her thumb.<\/p>\n

The next stop was up. Jenny waited for the metro to stop and kept petting his dick. \u201cKeep the jacket,\u201d Jenny said as she pulled out her hand and walked out when the automatic door opened.<\/p>\n

Walking towards the entrance of the metro station, she stared at her palm. His thick fresh, and white semen was all over her fingers. It was sticky and gooey. It was still slightly warm.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe nameless intern\u2019s seeds, I milked him well,\u201d she grinned. Then she sucked her fingers, licked her palm, and walked towards a taxi.<\/p>\n

To be continued.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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