The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event.
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"Jilnar Jardaly Fucks the Interns"
Hey, guys!
It's your naughty Arabian nymphomaniac Jilnar here again.
You know, being an oversexed cock-hunter gets me into all sorts of horny adventures. I remember a few years ago when the boss called me into the office. I thought he just wanted his usual mid-morning blowjob or handjob but, when I entered the two room, there were two teenage boys in there. I was told they were high school seniors on exchange from the USA and were here for some work experience and I was chosen to be their mentor for a few days.
They were both gorgeous! They were eighteen and very athletic, but different in every other way. Simon had blue eyes and blonde hair and was a star quarterback at his high school back home. He was from a very affluent family and showed all the arrogance of a spoiled self-centered brat. I got quite bored hearing him going on and on about his high-powered family and how he was going to go to Harvard soon as he finished high school and how much money he was going to make, blah, blah, blah...
Jeremy I liked straight away. He was a quiet African-American boy who was, apparently, a superbly gifted basketball player, hoping to win a college scholarship. He was tall and you know what they say about tall black guys! Yum! My panties started getting a little wet just thinking about it...
I spent the next few days giving them little chores to help me around the place. They were so young, athletic and "new", I couldn't help but have lustful thoughts about both of them. I enjoyed having my top buttons undone and wearing my shortest skirts and fuck-me slingback high heels, letting them get plenty of eyefuls of my cleavage and long legs. I'm always getting complements for my breasts and legs and I could tell how excited they were getting. They always looked away whenever I caught their eye but I could always see their young cocks stirring and hardening in their pants. I delighted in watching them fidgeting and "adjusting" themselves to hide their arousal from me. Simon, the cocky little turd, even came right up to me a few times, deliberately brushing against me and stealing a quick whiff of my perfume. He was lucky I was such a horny, cock-craving slut and enjoyed the attention or else he'd have a sexual harassment charge on his hands!
Day three. Today is the day my beautiful young boys both become men...
I called Simon into the office. When he entered, I shut the blinds and locked the door behind him. I walked over to the window and called Simon, who was now standing right behind me - inappropriately close as always.
"What do you think of the view?" I asked him, "Have you ever been in an office with a view like this?"
"Sure!" he said, "My dad has an office even bigger and higher than this in Time Square, New York," said the cocky little brat.
I rolled my eyes, but then saw a box of Oeros on the windowsill so took one out and said, "Do you like Oreos, Simon?"
"Sure, I guess," he said.
I separated the two biscuits and started to slowly lick the cream filling.
"I love the taste of fresh cream, Simon. Mmmmmmm..." I purred seductively.
I knew it was my moment so I scraped a little of the cream off with my fingernail and pointed it to Simon.
"Want a little taste?" I asked him.
"You bet!" he said, holding my hand and inserting my whole finger into his mouth to suck it clean.
I started to slowly lick the cream on the biscuit saying, "Let's lick it together, honey."
