Chapter 6: Chapter 6
Jenna looked at herself in an office filing some paper work helping out one of her daddies.
The five men in her life Jack, Jason, Eliot, Reggie and Marshal all had turns where they took her to work with them today it was Jack that had her.
They all had their own companies or were high up in the corporate ladder. They all had dark secrets of which Jenna was now a part.
Jenna sat behind a large mahogany desk, her fingers dancing over the keyboard as she inputted data into the computer. She was dressed in a conservative skirt suit, her long blonde hair pulled back into a neat bun. She looked every bit the professional, but she knew that under her clothes, marks from her night before were still visible.
Jack sat across from her, his eyes never leaving her as she worked. He was a tall man, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
He was dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, but there was something about him that hinted at a wildness beneath his polished exterior. Jenna knew that he was the one in charge, the one pulling the strings. She had seen him in action last night, his voice commanding, his body dominant. She had felt his power, his control. And she had liked it.
As she finished entering the last bit of data, she leaned back in her chair and stretched, her back arching slightly. She saw Jack's eyes flick down to her chest, lingering for a moment before meeting her gaze again.
"Good job, sweetheart," he said, a hint of approval in his voice. "You're a quick learner."
Jenna smiled, her cheeks flushing slightly with pleasure. "Thank you, Jack."
He leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers in front of him. "So, how are you feeling today? Any sore spots?"
Jenna's blush deepened as she remembered the night before. She had woken up this morning feeling like she had been hit by a truck, her body aching in places she hadn't even known existed.
But as the day went on, the soreness had faded, replaced by a sense of pride and accomplishment. She had done it. She had taken all five of them, and she had loved every minute of it.
"A few," she admitted, her voice soft. "But it's a good kind of sore."
Jack smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. How's your ass feeling? I was pretty rough on it last night."
Jenna's cheeks flamed with embarrassment, but she also felt a thrill of excitement at the memory. "It's...sore.
But it feels good, like I accomplished something," Jenna admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't believe she was having this conversation with her boss, but Jack had always been different. He had always pushed boundaries, and she found herself drawn to his confident, commanding presence.
Jack's smile widened, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I'm glad to hear that, Jenna. You should be proud of yourself. You took all five of us like a champ. It was a beautiful sight to behold."
Jenna felt her cheeks grow even hotter at his words.
"now do you want your prize, a good dick ride if you want it," he says pulling out his cock from his suit pants.
She looked at him in surprise, her mouth opening slightly.
"Are you serious? Here? Now?"
Jack nodded, his cock already hard and throbbing. "Why not? It's not like anyone else is here. And I want you. I've been thinking about fucking you all morning. Come over here and sit on my lap."
Jenna hesitated for a moment, looking around the office to make sure no one was there. Then she stood up from her chair and walked over to Jack, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned around and sat on his lap, her legs straddling his hips.
Jenna could feel his hard cock pressing against her through his suit pants. Jack's hands immediately went to her hips, guiding her closer to him.
"Grind against me, sweetheart," he commanded, his voice low and husky. Jenna did as she was told, her hips moving slowly against his. She could feel her pussy tingling with desire, already wet and ready for him.
Jack's hands moved up to her blouse, unbuttoning it swiftly. He pushed the fabric aside to reveal her lacy bra, his eyes darkening with lust as he looked at her.
"You're so fucking sexy, Jenna," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I can't wait to have you again."
Jenna moaned softly, her hips grinding harder against him. She could feel his cock, rock hard and ready, pressing against her through his suit pants. She wanted him, needed him. She reached down and undid the button on his pants, her fingers brushing against his shaft as she pulled the zipper down.
Jack hissed in anticipation, his cock twitching in her hand. She wrapped her fingers around his thick length, stroking him gently as she looked into his eyes.
Jack groaned, his hips bucking slightly against her hand. "You're driving me crazy, baby girl," he growled, his hands going to the zipper of her skirt. He pulled it down quickly, his fingers brushing against her inner thigh as he did. Jenna gasped, her grip tightening on his cock.
Jack smiled wickedly as he noticed her reaction. He leaned in and captured her lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as he tugged her skirt down over her hips. He broke the kiss only to trail his lips down her neck, his hands exploring her body as he went.
Jenna's breath came in quick gasps, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt his lips and hands on her. She had never felt so desired, so wanted. She arched her back, pushing her chest out towards him, eager for his touch.
Jack obliged, his hands moving to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hardened nipples through the fabric of her bra. Jenna moaned, her hips moving faster against his, her pussy aching for him.
Jack chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down her spine.
"Climb up and start riding it baby," he commanded, his voice husky with desire.
Jenna did as she was told, lifting herself up slightly and positioning his cock at her entrance. She slowly lowered herself down, gasping as she felt him fill her. She swirled her hips, getting used to the feel of him inside her before starting to move up and down. Jack groaned, his hands gripping her hips tight, guiding her movements.
"That's it baby, ride my cock like a good little slut," he growled, his eyes dark with lust.
Jenna moaned, her head falling back as she sped up her pace, her body already aching with need.
She could feel Jack's cock hitting all the right spots, sending jolts of pleasure through her with each thrust. She loved being told what to do, loved being used like this. It made her feel alive, wanted, desired.
Jack groaned, his hands tightening on her hips as she bounced up and down on his cock. "Fuck, Jenna, you feel so good. Your pussy is so tight and wet, it's like it was made for me."
Jenna whimpered, her body already on the edge. She knew she wouldn't last long at this rate.
Her body was already on fire, aching for release. She rode him harder, her movements becoming more erratic as she chased her orgasm.
"That's right, baby, ride my cock," Jack encouraged, his voice gruff with desire. "Make yourself come all over my cock. Show me how much you love taking it."
Jenna let out a soft moan, her body trembling as she felt her orgasm building. She was close, so close. She just needed a little more.
Jack must have sensed it, because he reached up and squeezed one of her breasts, his thumb brushing against her nipple.
The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through her, and Jenna gasped, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her.
"Oh god, Jack, yes!" she cried out, her body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over her. She felt Jack's cock pulsing inside her, his own orgasm building.
"Fuck, Jenna, that's it," he growled, his hips slamming up into her as he came, his cock throbbing deep inside her. Jenna could feel his hot come filling her, and she milked him with her muscles, wanting every last drop.