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Sperm Deposit (MF, work)
by Frank Thomas


     I love sex in every way, shape, and form. But what I really 
dig best is getting laid or sucked off when there's a chance of  
getting caught or being seen. That's when my dick is at its   
hardest and my load feels its sweetest.   

     I'm an assistance manager at a local bank and one of our   
tellers feels the same way I do. Joannie is tall and very attractive   
with long slim legs and firm pointy breasts.   

     Last Friday, Joan was servicing the customers at the  
drive-in window when she had to go to the ladies' room. I was the
only other person in the bank so I took her place. An older woman
had just pulled up when I felt a hand slide between my legs and 
grab my cock. It stiffened immediately.   

     "I want to suck you so bad," she moaned in my ear.   

     Joan slid my cock around in my pants while I counted out the
old lady's money. I was getting wetter and hornier by the  
minute, and the instant the car drove away, I pushed Joannie to  
her knees in front of me. We both fumbled with my zipper, and she
groaned as my steaming hot dick popped out. The shaft was hard as a
tree trunk, and the swollen head was slick with pre-cum.               

     "I love your cock," Joan sighed as she wiped the tip all   
over her face, leaving sticky traces.   
   
     I watched as she pulled back the foreskin, exposing the   
swollen purple head. Her pink tongue flicked in and out of her   
hot mouth, sending sparks up and down my spine as she caressed   
and teased the rigid flesh.   
   
     I jerked my hips forward, trying to get my cock in her warm 
mouth, but she pulled away.   
   
     "Not yet," she said. Her hands grasped my balls and began   
pulling as her tongue jumped along the swollen shaft. Joannie   
kept licking and kissing my dick until I thought I was going to  
go crazy.   
   
     Suddenly I heard a car horn. Parked in front of the teller  
window was a sharp looking blonde, who couldn't have been over 18, in a   
short skirt.   

     That was the moment that Joannie clamped her mouth over the 
head of my big dick and started sucking REAL hard!!   
   
     "You OK?" asked the blonde, giving me a beautiful smile.   
   
     I couldn't believe what was going on. I was getting my hot  
meat eaten inches away from a girl who didn't know what the hell 
was going on.   
   
     "Yeah," I stammered, trying to count the money right. Who   
wouldn't be OK?   
   
     Joan was sliding my cock in and out of her hungry mouth, and
it was drenched with her saliva. It isn't easy counting while some- 
one is chewing on your dick, and it took me three times before I 
got it right.   
   
     Joan would run her tongue around the wet tip and then engulf
the staff, ramming it down her throat until I though I would grab
her. I've had blow jobs from Joannie before, but today she was at
her best.   
   
     Joan's breathing was getting heavier and louder as she   
swallowed my prick, and I knew that she was going to get a load  
real soon.   
   
     "So where's my money?" asked the teenage girl.   
   
     Just as I passed the cash out, the girl shifted her legs   
giving me a great view of her pink pussy. She wasn't wearing any   
undergarments and her micro skirt had riden up.   
   
     That did it. With a moan from me, I started to 
shot my load. Joan felt it, because she began pumping my 
shaft harder and sucking on the head like a vacuum cleaner.   

     Looking down, I watched her mouth slide up and down the cum-
stained shaft as she swallowed. Every drop went down that
eager throat as she slurped and sucked every last drop.   
   
     The blonde was staring at me real funny, but my attention  
was on Joan as she continued to lick until every tongue flick was
painful.   
   
     Then to my amazment the pretty teenager smiled at me and said,
"Tell your friend down there that I hope it was tasty," then she
put her car in gear and drove away.   
   
     "That was the biggest load you've ever shot," Joan said,   
giving the tip one last lick before tucking it back into my   
pants.   

     We had to go back to our jobs after that, but when  
work was finished, I spread Joannie out on the back seat of my   
car and ate her pussy until she begged me to shop.   
   
     So, the next time you go to a bank drive-in window, you   
might know why the teller is smiling.                         
 