Stranger in the Suite

The sharp click of her heels on the marble lobby floor sent a jolt straight to my cock before I even saw her face. Elena Voss, the iron-fisted CEO of the firm that had just hired me, stood at the reception desk in a tight black dress that hugged every curve of her ass like it was painted on. Salt air from the open terrace mixed with her expensive perfume, thick and sweet, making my pulse hammer. I was supposed to be here for the corporate retreat, not fantasizing about bending my new boss over the nearest balcony rail.

She turned, cool green eyes locking on mine. A slow, knowing smirk curved her red lips.

"Mark, isn't it? The new regional analyst. You look... lost already."

Her voice was velvet over steel. I swallowed, adjusting my tie.

"Ms. Voss. Just checking in. The sea view room they promised me."

She laughed softly, stepping closer until I could feel the heat radiating off her skin. The lobby was emptying for the welcome dinner, but she didn't seem to care who watched.

"Change of plans. My suite has two bedrooms. You'll stay with me. Consider it orientation."

My cock twitched hard against my slacks. Before I could protest, she slid her keycard into my palm, her fingers brushing mine with deliberate pressure.

"Unless you're scared of a little overtime, stranger."

Ten minutes later the elevator doors shut behind us. The moment they did, Elena shoved me against the mirrored wall, her mouth crashing into mine. No warm-up, no polite words. Her tongue pushed past my lips, demanding, while her hand palmed the thick bulge in my pants.

"Fuck, you're already hard for me," she growled against my mouth. "Good boy. I saw you staring at my ass downstairs. Thought about this the second I read your file."

I grabbed her hips, yanking her closer so my cock ground against her belly. She moaned, low and filthy, nipping my bottom lip. The elevator dinged at the penthouse floor. We barely made it inside the suite before she was kicking the door shut and shoving me onto the massive king bed. The balcony doors were open, letting in the crash of waves and the warm evening breeze that carried the scent of her arousal already blooming between her thighs.

Elena hiked her dress up to her waist with zero shame. No panties. Her shaved pussy glistened, pink and swollen, lips puffy with need. She climbed over me, knees planted on either side of my chest.

"Look at it. This is what you get for being the new meat. Eat my cunt first, Mark. Make me cum on your face so I know you're worth keeping."

I didn't hesitate. My hands gripped her firm ass, spreading her cheeks as I pulled her down onto my mouth. Her slick folds met my tongue and she tasted like pure sex, salty-sweet and dripping. I licked broad stripes up her slit, flicking her clit hard on every pass. Elena's thighs trembled around my head.

"Yes... just like that, fuck. Suck my clit, stranger. Harder."

Her hips rolled, riding my face with bold, greedy strokes. I slid two fingers into her tight pussy, curling them against that spongy spot inside while my lips sealed around her swollen clit and sucked. She cried out, the sound mixing with the distant waves. Her juices coated my chin, ran down my neck. Within seconds she was shaking, grinding faster.

"I'm gonna... oh shit, I'm coming on your tongue already!"

Her pussy clenched around my fingers in powerful spasms, flooding my mouth with fresh wetness. She didn't give me time to breathe. The second her orgasm faded she slid down my body, yanking my belt open with impatient fingers. My cock sprang free, thick and veined, the head already leaking. Elena's eyes widened with hungry approval.

"Big fucking cock. Perfect."

She didn't suck it. Instead she straddled me reverse-cowgirl, facing the open balcony, and sank straight down. Her soaked pussy swallowed every inch in one smooth glide until her ass was flush against my pelvis. The wet, obscene sound of her cunt stretching around me filled the room.

"Fuuuck," she hissed, rolling her hips in tight circles. "Feel how deep you are? My pussy's never taken anyone this thick on the first night."

I groaned, hands digging into her juicy ass as she started bouncing. The view was insane: her tight hole gripping my shaft on every upward stroke, creamy juices coating my balls. The sea breeze cooled the sweat on our skin while her pace turned brutal. I slapped her ass hard, watching the flesh jiggle. Elena moaned louder, arching her back.

"Again. Spank me while you fuck your boss, Mark. Make it hurt so good."

I gave her what she wanted, cracking my palm across both cheeks in rhythm with her downward slams. Her pussy fluttered wildly around my cock. The angle let me feel every ridge inside her. She reached back, spreading herself wider so I could watch my dick disappear into her greedy hole over and over.

Suddenly she lifted off, pussy making a wet pop as she left me throbbing. Before I could complain she was on all fours at the edge of the bed, ass high, face turned toward the crashing waves outside.

"Take me from behind. Pound this pussy like you own it. I want to feel you tomorrow during the meetings."

I knelt behind her, lined up, and drove in to the hilt with one savage thrust. Elena's back bowed, a sharp cry tearing from her throat. I set a merciless pace, hips slapping loudly against her ass, balls smacking her clit on every stroke. The bed creaked. Her tits swung inside the bunched-up dress. I reached around and rubbed her clit in fast circles while I railed her.

"You're so fucking wet. Listen to that sloppy cunt taking every inch."

"Yes... don't stop. I'm close again. Fill me up, stranger. I want your cum leaking down my thighs when we go to dinner."

Her dirty words pushed me over. I gripped her hips tighter, fucking her so hard the headboard slammed the wall. Elena came first, pussy clamping down like a vice, milking me with rhythmic spasms. The sensation dragged my own orgasm out of me in hot, thick ropes. I buried myself deep and unloaded, flooding her spasming cunt until cum squeezed out around my shaft and dripped onto the sheets.

We collapsed sideways, still joined, breathing hard while the ocean roared below. Elena turned her head, lips brushing my jaw, a wicked smile in her voice.

"Welcome to the company, Mark. Don't unpack your own room. You're staying right here all weekend... and the rules just changed."