Amelie part 7

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Amelie part 7Thursday Amelie got told by Mr Bergman to go to the basement archives to find all she could on any art related to the Spanish civil war. Not really her field, and she knew that it was another punishment for mixing up 2 famous artists (and nearly sending the wrong picture to the owner in Switzerland), but she didn´t really mind. All her male colleagues had begun to look at her in a strange way and not just those that had been present during her involuntary strip-act the previous week.The archives were in an eerie corner under the Museum and no-one ever came there, unless they really had to. The was no proper lighting and it was nearly impossible to find any order in the tons of material that was kept there. She had spend about 15 minutes, finding only one article about paintings from the revolutionary side, when she suddenly froze. She hears step, some-one was coming, and with the events from the last week or so in mind, she was on guard at once. Then she heard the sound of a Nirvana-tune being whistled out of tune. As usual, she was in a place where there would be no escape, although she probably could hide for a while. Then she saw him. It was one of the student helps that the museum had to help the staff with any thing from making Coffey to stand in for the custodians. This one was named John, she could remember, because he had helped her when she started working there last week. She relaxed a little.“Oh…it is you..” she said, smiling.“Yes…Bergman send me..said you probably could need a hand…”Amelie tensed again, while the young man removed his ear-plugs. Could her boss really be that kind of man?Judging from her recent experience, he could. She swallowed. Then she nodded silently. Began to open a dusty cardboard-box and just handed him the twine that had held the lid on. She could feel his eyes as he took it. “You know, you already have quite a reputation here already..”Her shoulders dropped a bit. The box contained pop-art magazines. Not usable. She could feel him getting a little closer. She was turned half away from him, not looking at him as she put the box back nevşehir escort on it´s shelve. Then she held the hand that was closest to him out a bit more than necessary. “somebody said that..you had..sex with two…Africans in a bar last week…”“That is not true!..But I had to…take my clothes off..The owner made me…”John had made a loop of the twine. She knew it would come, but she almost jumped when I happened.“Take your sweater off…”She nodded. Mr Bergman and/or the pheromones must behind this. She took her turtle-neck-sweater off. “also…the bra, John?”“yes..”He was trying to sound though, but it was not easy. Amelie put her clothes on another dusty box, waiting for instructions.“This will…complicate things…if some-one comes down here…They both knew that no-one would. it took him some time to take her other wrist. Then he ties her hands, behind her back. “Will I also need to spa..”“NO,” she interrupted, “just..use me..”He made a hoarse sound and put his hands on her tits, testing if it really was okay. She made no complaint, even though he WAS a bit slow. “I am helpless now…”His hands went down her sides. Then he began to open her black slacks. He was slow, almost a little reluctant. She swallowed again. Maybe her was too young and too inexperienced, after all,“But..”“No, it has to be this way…”she said. The top 2 buttons popped open. He was 19 or 20, he should be constantly horny and he should already have his prick inside her by now. She leaned back against him, sighed and began to drop to her knees on the dusty floor. The side of her head was gently rubbing against his groin. She could, after all, feel his erection. There WAS hope. Amelie looked up at him.“Put…your cock in my mouth, John..”She held his eyes a second, then looked down. Heard the sound of his jeans being undone. Why was he so slow?His zipper came down too.“Do it, please..”This was humiliating. His hand was on the back of her head now. Fingers running through her hair. The sound of the elastic band from his underwear.“are you sure?“I just said so!” She almost yelled. Then, niğde escort finally. His cock against her partly open mouth. Heavy sighing, as she began to lick the head, as the hand behind her head began to feel firmer.“Just…a blow-job?”She shook her head, then swallowed his prick. Both his hands on her head now. He was getting better. Just a little. But still way too reluctant. His breathing were quickly becoming heavier. Was he the only k** in the city who had not found internet-porn yet?“Please…take care, now…”She continued sucking his cock. She knew that there would be more. That his stamina would be better the second time. “Please..”John kept his grip around her head. She was prepared, but her head still jerked back a little as her ejaculated in her mouth. She didn´t let go of his cock. “I…I´m so sorry…” he said, after a little while and stepped back. “No, don´t…be…I think this is…expected of me…because I made a big mistake the other day…”There was a few drops of his sperm on her lower lip. His face was red and she could see that he was ashamed for coming so soon.“One of the…bosses will…let me do this..because of that…tied..helpless…with a young man…Please start looking for anything on the Spanish civil war, and come back, when you…want me..” She continued, holding her hand apart, to better feel the twine on her skin. The knots were a bit on the loose side. And after about 15 minutes (that felt a lot longer), he came back, with a small box put it next to her, and disappeared again before she could do any thing. She got down to sitting on her butt on the floor and somehow managed to get her legs on the other side of the string, so that her hands now was in front of her body. Then she undid the remaining buttons in her slacks and got to her feet. As she put her hands behind her neck, the slacks fell into a mess around her feet. After a few more minutes alone, she also pulled her panties down. She could hear him somewhere near. She was so incredibly horny by now. She knew that he probably ignored her because he was shy, but it still ordu escort worked for her. Then he finally came back with another crate.“How much do we need?”“Well, how much do YOU need?” she asked back as she dropped to her knees again. His grin faded a little. She then got down on her hands and knees in front of him. He looked for a place to put the crate, found it. “Serious?“Yes, please..put your..penis in my mouth…I´ll make you hard..”Very few men his age would be able to resists such an offer. When he opened his jeans, he had a semi-erection on. As she sucked and licked him, he grew hard again. “Just..in your mouth, again?”“NO” she said, gasping and with his cock against her nose, “ get behind me…”The k** almost ran. She had been horny the whole time, but he was too little in control for it to really work for her. She parted her knees a little more, went down on knees and elbows.“Now..i am your..toy..” she said, barely above a whisper. He made an unintelligible sound, got down on his knees behind her and started by putting a finger in her ass. That made her lift her eye-brows. Then, a finger in her pussy too. “Do you want me to lick you..?”He was slow today. Amelie almost cursed at him.“You can…but I am..dripping wet!”“I can feel that..”“Soooo ready to fuck” she said a stopped before she called him “sir”. Then finally, she felt his cock slowly slide into her. He squeezed her hip with a hand and he kept a finger in her rear, as he began to fuck her. Slowly at first. Not even trying to search for her clit, he was using her. Just like she preferred it to be. She was so close to come, when he slipped out of her. She strangled an angry outburst.“Gonna cum again?”“Well, you are..“Well, come up here..”She was hoping that he could not hear her irritation. But of cause he didn´t. She began sucking him again. And since her hands were in front of her this time, she was able to hold on to him, when he came the second time. Kept holding on to him. Making sure that she only had to work a bit, at keep him ready.The second time he entered her pussy from behind, was much better. When she had climaxed, he attempted to fuck her ass, but he was not really knowing what he was doing and ended up delivering his third load onto her behind, making her slacks stick to her rear in a most unpleasant way for the remains of the day. That and a large scratch on her left knee…

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