Maggie Hill
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Maggie's First Job Cont
🕑 Added 2025-01-21 14:54:21 +0000 UTCChapter 10: The New Maggie
Maggie stepped out of the dealership, the keys to her dream car jingling in her hand. She looked at the sleek, black sports car, a sense of pride and accomplishment swelling in her chest. This wasn't just a car—it was a symbol of everything she had achieved.
Maggie couldn't help but smile as she thought back to the "accidental" glimpse of her pussy that the dealer had gotten under her skirt. She had made sure to wear a particularly short skirt that day, and as she leaned over to check inside the car through the window, she made sure to give him a clear view. Of course, the lack of panties had made the view even more impressive.
Maggie couldn't help but chuckle at the memory of the way she had handled the car salesman. In the past, the idea of flashing anyone, let alone a stranger, would have been mortifying. But now? Now she loved the attention, the thrill of knowing she could turn heads and get what she wanted.
Maggie's smile widened as she caught the reflection of the salesman in the car's window. She could see the way his jaw dropped, his eyes glued to her as her skirt rose higher and higher. The power she felt in that moment was intoxicating, knowing that she had such an effect on him.
Maggie knew exactly what the salesman was seeing as he watched her from a distance. She could feel the cool air on her bare skin, the slight breeze teasing her most intimate area. The knowledge that he had a clear view of her pussy sent a thrill through her body, a mix of nerves and excitement.
Maggie's heart raced as she slowly spread her legs, the cool air caressing her most intimate area. She wasn't sure exactly how much he could see, but the thought of him getting a glimpse of her pink, glistening pussy lips was incredibly arousing. The thrill of being so exposed, of knowing that a stranger was watching her with such desire, sent a rush of heat through her body.
Maggie's heart leapt into her throat as she felt the salesman's presence suddenly behind her. She quickly turned around, hastily smoothing her skirt back into place. But it was too late—he had already gotten a full, unobstructed view of her glistening, pink pussy. Maggie could see the desire in his eyes, the way they had darkened with arousal at the sight of her most intimate area.
"I see you are looking at a pricey little car miss, is your mother or father here to help you with this purchase?" the salesman said.
Maggie met the salesman's gaze head-on, a newfound confidence shining in her eyes. She stood tall, her shoulders back and her chin held high.
"No, sir," she replied, her voice clear and unwavering, "I'm here on my own. I've been working hard, and I've earned this car."
"How about a test drive?" he said with a smirk.
Maggie's eyes sparkled with a mix of nerves and anticipation. She knew exactly what the salesman was suggesting, and the thought sent a thrill through her body.
"Sure," she replied, her voice low and sultry, "I'd love a test drive."
Maggie reached into her purse, her fingers brushing against the hard plastic of her ID. She pulled it out, holding it out to the salesman. As he took it from her hand, his fingers lingered, grazing her skin ever so slightly. The contact sent a small shiver down her spine, a reminder of the power she now held.
He left and was quickly back with her ID and a set of keys. Maggie took the keys from the salesman, her fingers brushing against his once more. She couldn't help but notice the way his eyes lingered on her face, on her lips, as she took them from his hand. There was a promise in his gaze, a silent invitation that sent a thrill through her body.
Maggie took the keys from the salesman, her fingers brushing against his once more. She couldn't help but notice the way his eyes lingered on her face, on her lips, as she took them from his hand. There was a promise in his gaze, a silent invitation that sent a thrill through her body.
Maggie leaned forward as the salesman showed her how to adjust the seat, her skirt riding up even higher. She could feel the cool air on her bare skin, a reminder of her lack of panties. The salesman's hand brushed against her thigh as he helped her move the seat into position, the contact sending a small jolt of electricity through her body.
Maggie couldn't help but shiver as the air conditioning kicked on, the cool air causing her nipples to harden and press against the thin fabric of her shirt. She glanced over at the salesman, catching him staring at her chest, his eyes dark with desire.
"The car actually has another great feature," he said as he turned on the air conditioning built in the seats that shot air right against her sensitive pussy.
Maggie couldn't help but gasp as she felt the cool air hit her most sensitive area, the sudden sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She could feel the salesman watching her, his eyes glued to her face as he gauged her reaction. The thrill of being so exposed, so vulnerable in front of a stranger, sent a rush of heat through her.
Maggie pulled into the empty parking lot, the car coming to a stop near the back of the strip mall. She turned to the salesman, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"I think this is a good place to talk price," she said, her voice low and sultry.
"Well, the car is 32,000 dollars but I think maybe we can bring that down a little," he eyed over Maggie, "depending."
Maggie leaned in closer, her hand resting on the salesman's thigh. She could feel the heat of his skin through his pants, the muscle flexing beneath her touch.
"Oh, I think we can definitely come to an arrangement," she purred, her fingers tracing small circles on his leg, "What did you have in mind?"
"Let's see what you have to offer," he said as he reached for her blouse and started to unbutton it waiting for her reaction.
Maggie's breath hitched as the salesman's fingers brushed against her skin, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. She could feel the anticipation building, the heat coiling tighter and tighter in her core. As the last button slipped free, she let the blouse fall open, revealing the swell of her breasts, the hardened peaks of her nipples pressing against the thin fabric of her shirt.
"I think that's worth a $100," Maggie's breath caught in her throat as the salesman's hands slid down her body, unclasping her skirt with practiced ease.
The zipper slid down, the sound echoing in the confines of the car. She could feel the cool air on her bare skin, the skirt now just a flimsy barrier between her and the salesman's hungry gaze.
"I'll take off another $150 if you show me what you're willing to do now," he said with a nervous tone.
Maggie picked up the skirt and dropped it on his lap and did the same with her shirt leaving her naked except for her sneakers. Her heart raced as she bared herself to the salesman, the cool air of the car caressing her naked skin. She could see the way his eyes widened, his gaze roaming over every inch of her body with undisguised desire. The power she felt in that moment was intoxicating, knowing that she had such an effect on him.
Maggie's heart raced as she slowly spread her legs, the cool air caressing her most intimate area. She could feel the salesman's gaze on her, could practically hear his breath catch in his throat as she revealed herself to him. With a trembling hand, she reached down, her fingers parting her slick folds, giving him an unobstructed view of her glistening pink pussy.
Maggie's gaze locked with the salesman's as she brought her finger to her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick off her own juices. She could see the way his pupils dilated, his breathing growing heavier as he watched her. The taste of herself on her tongue only added to the arousal coursing through her body.
"I've shown you mine, now you show me yours," she said.
Maggie's voice was low and sultry as she spoke, her words hanging in the charged air of the car. She could see the way the salesman's hands trembled slightly as he reached for his belt, his fingers fumbling with the buckle. With each passing second, the anticipation built, the desire palpable between them.
Maggie giggled and leaned over to help, undoing his zipper she reached in and pulled out his cock. She could feel it twitch at her touch, growing even harder as she wrapped her hand around it. The salesman let out a low groan, his hips bucking slightly as Maggie began to stroke him.
Maggie leaned down, her lips brushing against the tip of the salesman's cock. She could taste the salty essence of his arousal, could feel the heat radiating from his skin. Slowly, teasingly, she parted her lips, taking him into her mouth. The salesman's hand tangled in her hair, his grip tightening as Maggie began to bob her head, taking him deeper and deeper into her warm, wet mouth.
Maggie pulled back, her lips hovering just above the tip of the salesman's cock. She looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire and a hint of mischief.
"How much is this worth to you?" she purred, her voice low and sultry, "I want to hear you say it."
"$500," he said with a gasp as she squeezed his cock gently.
Maggie's tongue darted out, flicking over the sensitive head of the salesman's cock. She could feel him shudder, his grip on her hair tightening as she teased him with her mouth.
"I was hoping for more," she murmured, her breath hot against his skin, "I think you can do better than that."
She ran the tip of her tongue through the slit of his cock as he gasped out "$600!"
Maggie's tongue swirled around the head of the salesman's cock, her lips and tongue working in tandem to drive him wild. She could taste the salty essence of his arousal, could feel the way his cock twitched and throbbed in her mouth. Just as she was about to take him deeper, she pulled back, her gaze locking with his.
"Six hundred dollars," she repeated, her voice low and sultry, "That's more like it."
As she felt him twitch and throb, she stopped, she undid her seat belt and straddled the salesman's lap, her pussy hovering just inches above his throbbing cock. She could feel the heat radiating from him, could practically taste his desperation. With a teasing smile, she rocked her hips, her slick folds grazing the sensitive head of his erection.
Maggie's breath hitched as she felt the salesman's hands grip her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. She could feel his cock twitching against her, the head slick with pre-cum. With a slow, deliberate movement, she lowered herself, the tip of his erection parting her slick folds.
Maggie's voice was low and breathy, her words filled with a newfound confidence. She could feel the power she held, the way the salesman was completely at her mercy.
"So that's $850 dollars off so far," she purred, her hips rocking slowly, teasingly, "What can you offer me now?"
The salesman's hands gripped Maggie's hips tighter, his nails digging into her skin as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock. Inch by inch, he felt her tight, hot walls enveloping him, engulfing his aching length in her silken heat. His mind went blank, all rational thought fleeing as he was consumed by the incredible sensation of being inside her.
Maggie's eyes sparkled with mischief as she slowly lifted herself off the salesman's cock. She could feel him twitching inside her, the sensation sending a thrill through her body. Just before his cock slipped out entirely, she paused, teasing him with the promise of her heat. The salesman's hands tightened on her hips, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to pull her back down.
Maggie's voice was firm, even as she hovered over the salesman, his cock poised at her entrance. "Business first," she repeated, her eyes locking with his.
"I want to hear your final offer before we continue."
“A thousand,” he said.
Maggie's lips curled into a playful smirk as she shook her head, denying the salesman's offer, "A thousand dollars?" she repeated, her voice low and teasing, "I think you can do better than that."
"$1,800" he mustered out.
Maggie's eyes sparkled with mischief as she rubbed the slick head of the salesman's cock along her slit, teasing him mercilessly. She could feel him throbbing against her, his hips bucking involuntarily as he sought more of her touch.
"Eighteen hundred dollars," she purred, her voice low and seductive, "That's more like it."
She lowered herself until he was completely in her again, "how about a game," she said, "double or nothing if I can get you to cum in the next minute."
Maggie's voice was a mix of nerves and excitement as she posed the challenge to the salesman. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, the heat of him radiating through her core. The thrill of the moment, the risk and the reward, sent a rush of adrenaline through her body.
He nodded unable to speak, he tried his best to stay in control, a minute could be fast or an eternity. Maggie began to move, her hips undulating in a slow, deliberate rhythm. She could feel the salesman's hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he tried to hold on, to maintain his control. But Maggie was determined to win this bet, to claim her prize.
With 20 seconds to go the salesman thought he was going to win, but then Maggie moaned and whispered in his ear, "offer or not, I was going to let you fuck me the second you knew I wasn't wearing any panties at the dealership."
Maggie's words were the final straw, the salesman losing the bet with mere seconds to spare. As her breathy whisper filled his ear, promising him what he had already been aching for, the salesman couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, desperate thrust, he spilled himself inside Maggie, his cock pulsing as he came deep within her.
Maggie's hips continued to move, rolling and grinding against the salesman as she milked him for every last drop. She could feel his cock twitching inside her, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. The thrill of the moment, the power and control she held, only added to her own arousal.
"So, what makes you think I'll take almost 4000 dollars off the price little girl?"
Maggie's eyes sparkled with mischief as she pulled out her phone, the recording playing back the entire encounter. She could see the color drain from the salesman's face, his eyes widening in shock and horror.
"Because I have this," she said, her voice low and dangerous, "And if you don't give me the car for the price we agreed on, I'll make sure everyone knows what a pervert you are."
Maggie's voice was low and seductive as she leaned in close, her breath hot against the salesman's ear, "But don't worry," she purred, her hand sliding down his chest, "I'll let you fuck my ass while I sign the paperwork. And that won't cost you a thing."
Maggie got dressed as they continued the "test drive" back to the dealership and once back she stepped out of the car, a satisfied smile on her face. The salesman followed, his expression a mix of shock, relief, and a hint of lingering desire. He had given her the 4000 dollars off the sticker price, just as she had demanded. Maggie couldn't help but feel a thrill of power and accomplishment as she walked towards the dealership, ready to sign the paperwork and claim her new car.
It took a little time for the paperwork to get printed up and ready but once it was done, the dealer walked back into his office with Maggie already bent over the desk waiting, her skirt hiked up over her waist.
Maggie couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as she bent over the desk, her skirt hiked up around her waist. She could feel the cool air on her bare skin, a reminder of the lack of panties beneath. The anticipation of what was to come sent a shiver down her spine.
He dropped the papers off in front of her with a pen and walked around behind her gripping her waist. Maggie's breath caught in her throat as she felt the salesman's hands grip her waist. She could feel the heat of his skin through his shirt, the anticipation of what was to come making her heart race. The pen felt heavy in her hand, the weight of the moment pressing down on her.
She didn't even hear the sound of his zipper just the feeling of his cock pressing against her asshole. Maggie tensed as she felt the salesman's cock pressing against her asshole. The sensation was unfamiliar, a mix of pressure and anticipation. She had never done this before, but the thrill of the moment, the power she held, only added to her arousal.
Maggie's hand trembled slightly as she signed the paperwork, the pen scratching against the paper. At the same time, she felt the salesman plunge deep inside her, his cock stretching her tight hole. The dual sensations were overwhelming, the pain and pleasure blurring together into a heady mix of sensation.
The salesman groaned as he sank into Maggie's tight, virgin ass. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever felt before, the silken heat gripping him like a vise. Maggie gasped, her fingers tightening around the pen as she fought to finish signing the papers.
The salesman's hips slammed against Maggie's ass, each thrust harder and more demanding than the last. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the office, mingling with Maggie's gasps and moans. She could feel the pen slipping from her fingers, the papers scattering as the pleasure consumed her.
Maggie's heart raced as she was suddenly pushed under the desk, the salesman's cock still buried deep inside her ass. She could hear the knock at the door, the sound sending a thrill of fear and excitement through her. She held her breath, trying to remain silent as the door opened and footsteps entered the room.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she listened to the muffled voices above her. She could feel the salesman's cock twitching inside her, the sensation sending a thrill through her body. The risk of being caught, the forbidden nature of their act, only added to the intense arousal coursing through her.
Her hips moved slowly, her tight ass engulfing the salesman's cock inch by inch. She could feel him twitching inside her, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to remain silent. The thrill of the moment, the danger of being caught, only added to the intense pleasure coursing through her body.
Her fingers found her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in slow, deliberate circles. The additional stimulation sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, intensifying the sensation of the salesman's cock stretching her tight hole. She could feel him throbbing inside her, his hips twitching involuntarily as he fought to remain still.
She could feel the salesman's cock twitching and pulsing inside her, the sensation growing more intense with each passing second. She knew he was close, his breathing growing heavier, his grip on her hips tightening. The knowledge that she held such power over him, that she could bring him to the brink of ecstasy, sent a thrill through her body.
A rush of warmth filled her ass as the salesman came, his cock pulsing and throbbing inside her. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, the forbidden act sending a surge of pleasure through her body. She could feel him shuddering above her, his grip on her hips tightening as he rode out the waves of his orgasm.
Her fingers worked faster, her clit throbbing under her touch. The sensation of the salesman's softening cock still buried deep in her ass, combined with her own ministrations, sent her hurtling towards the edge. Her ass clenched and unclenched around him, milking the last drops of pleasure from his spent body.
Maggie got down on her knees and turned around quickly, her lips wrapped around the salesman's softening cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. She could taste the mix of their juices, the musky flavor filling her mouth. At the same time, her fingers plunged deep into her pussy, stroking and teasing her most sensitive spots. The dual sensations sent her over the edge, her body shuddering as she came hard, her cries muffled by the cock in her mouth.
Maggie's eyes widened in shock as she was suddenly pulled from under the desk, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She found herself face to face with a stern-looking man in a suit, his eyes narrowed in a mixture of anger and disbelief. The salesman stood up slowly, his face flushed and his clothes disheveled.
Her head spun as the salesman pulled her up from under the desk. She could feel the remnants of their activities dripping down her thighs, a reminder of the intense pleasure they had just shared. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she realized that the person who had entered the office had already left, the coast clear for their forbidden tryst.
She watched as the salesman straightened his clothes, tucking his spent cock back into his pants. She could feel a twinge of disappointment, a longing for more of the forbidden pleasure they had just shared. But as her eyes landed on the keys to her new car, the thrill of the moment came rushing back. She had gotten what she wanted, and the memory of their encounter would be enough to keep her coming back for more.
Maggie's fingers curled around the keys, the metal cool against her skin. She couldn't help but smile, the thrill of the moment still coursing through her veins. As she turned to leave, she glanced back at the salesman, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"I'll be back for the first service," she purred, her voice low and seductive, "And maybe next time, I'll let you fuck my pussy too."
As she pulled out of the dealership, a sense of triumph washed over her. She had gotten exactly what she wanted, and the thrill of the forbidden encounter only added to the satisfaction. But even as she drove, she could feel a growing ache between her legs, a craving for more.
