Ava's Corrupting Camping Trip Ch. 03

A series of light knocks at the office door caused Ava to hold her breath. She was grateful that she was at least hidden behind the solid panel at the front of his desk. "Come in!" Dan bellowed as he casually fixed his slacks. "Mornin', Ron. Take a seat, please."

"Hello, Mr. Shafer," answered a raspy voice. Ava knelt in silence, wondering what the hell the man was up to.

"Ron, no doubt you've been wondering if I'd forgotten about the reward I promised you for that... arrangement you dealt with for me. I just wanted to reiterate how much I appreciated you sticking your neck out on my behalf. I like to think I'm a man of my word, and while I couldn't get the board to approve those stock options, I do have something to offer you. Call it... an appetizer, if you will." As Dan spoke to his colleague with an air of authority, Ava couldn't help but wonder who exactly Mr. Shafer was. He'd seemingly just appeared one day, but she was quickly learning that he was quite connected within the company. The large office was surely not something arranged for a low level contractor, as he had initially introduced himself as.

"Ava, would you introduce yourself to Ron," he commanded.

Her eyes widened at the sudden prospect of exposing herself to this unknown newcomer. Her blouse was still bunched around her waist, and the taste of semen still fresh on her tongue. "But," she started.

Dan snapped his fingers sharply. "There will be no back-talk, Miss. Now stand up and let him get a look at you."

Ava, with no choice in the matter, reluctantly rose to her feet and turned to the seated guest. In stark contrast to the clean-cut, sharply dressed man ordering her around, she looked upon a far older, frail man. His wispy combover and sunken features stared back at her as he shifted in his seat. His thin, bony fingers clutched the arms of his chair as he nervously glanced towards the door, and then back at the topless beauty. "Oh my..." He said shakily.

"Not what you were expecting, eh?" Dan chuckled and smacked her ass.

"I... You're sure this is okay?" Ron asked, unsure of the sudden tension in the room.

"Of course! Ava here's a grade A office slut, aren't ya?"

"Uh... Yeah..." She felt helpless. Dan had wrapped her around his finger within minutes and there was no escape.

"Why don't you go sit in ol' Ron's lap. I want him to know that I take care of my friends."

"O-Okay..." She slowly approached the wiry man and eased her soft bottom onto his crotch. She couldn't bear to look him in the eyes as he adjusted his narrow thighs and placed a hand on hers.

"Smokin' hot, right?" Dan inquired.

"Unbelievable," Ron replied, admiring her smooth skin and smelling her hair. "Can I kiss you, honey?"

Knowing that Mr. Shafer wouldn't approve of anything less, she nodded her head slowly, and Ron's lips descended on hers. After a few gentle tastes of her succulent lips, the old man forced his tongue into her mouth and kissed her hungrily. He moaned and sucked at her tongue as his spotted hands began to explore her body. Despite his foul looks, the general enthusiasm Ron exuded to have Ava in his clutches was turning her on. She felt like a rare prize for this undeserving man, who was appreciating her above all else.

"I'll leave you to it," Dan stated, grabbing a few items from his desk and passing by the mismatched pair. He leaned in and quickly whispered something into Ron's ear, before heading towards the exit. "Have fun you two," he said as he closed the door behind him, locking it.

The room fell silent, save for the wet, slurping noises coming from Ron as he guzzled her tits. His fingers snaked their way under her skirt and were rubbing firmly against her thong, which at that point was drenched. Ava clamped her eyes shut and tried to stave off the pleasure rising in her. She hadn't resolved to submit herself to this lecherous old man. Though she craved to be dominated and used, none of her former lovers had been so vile in appearance. She allowed herself to take a peek, immediately confronted with the stark contrast between his pale, wrinkly cheeks, and the golden, unblemished, taut flesh of her chest. He was noisy too, rendering her incapable of imagining herself elsewhere, or with another.

"Mmmph... Yes... Thank you... Ohmmm... God. You taste fucking incredible, sweetie..." Ron muttered in delight as his tongue had a field day with the young knock-out in his lap. Her entire upper body was soon slick with his saliva as he licked up the length of her neck. He slathered across her lips, which were sealed shut. "Kiss me again... Open up, baby..." Ava wanted to scream, but her body was buckling to his will as he teased her swelling clit. She parted her lips and once again his jaws locked on hers as he assaulted her tongue with his.

After what felt like several long minutes of sloppy kissing, an idea occurred to her. She could attempt to take some control over the situation, especially now that Dan had left. As long as she satisfied Ron, there was a chance that she could get away with minimal contact. Rather than sit there passively and endure his snail-paced indulgence, she could make a move and speed things along. Ava broke the kiss and wiggled her ass against the bulge she'd been sitting on.

"Oooh... Are you nice and hard for me?" She asked playfully.

"Ugh. How could I not be?" He replied, eyes glazed over with lust.

"Well let me take care of that for you," she said, hopping off of his lap and helping him out of his pants. Ron's cock sprang out at her, and Ava was legitimately surprised by it. It was dull and pale like the rest of his skin, but shockingly full and thick, despite the rest of his scrawny frame. At the very least, it looked more appealing than the man's weathered face, and she began lightly stroking it in her small hand. He leaned back into his chair and loudly exhaled while Ava rubbed his big dick expertly. She couldn't help but grin, thinking it looked as though he would soon cum from the handjob and she would be free to leave.

The old man soon straightened up again, though, and squinted at her curiously. "Slow down hun. I haven't even gotten a chance to see the rest of that luscious body of yours."

"But... Shouldn't we hurry a bit? Someone might come by," she replied.

"Nonsense. We have plenty of time. Now stand over here and let me take that skirt off you," Ron argued.

Ava didn't want to give up on the idea of a quick and easy getaway and continued to pump his cock. "I wanna make you cum though. Please cum for me," she requested in her most seductive tone. To her horror, the man's wrinkled expression turned sour in an instant.

"Dammit, woman! You are MY prize and if I tell you to do something you will fucking do it!" Ron's face turned deep purple as he tantrumed. Ava's jaw dropped and the color drained from her face as quickly as her hopes of controlling the situation vanished. He growled impatiently and roughly pulled her arm, throwing her light body over his knees. His bony thighs pressed into her tits and belly as he forcefully tugged her skirt down to her ankles, followed by her thong. Ava now lay completely naked, save for the blouse bunched around her waist, across the lap of the short-tempered man.

Ron smacked her ass harshly, causing her to yelp in pain. He hurriedly ripped the thong from her feet and stuffed it into her open mouth before slapping her reddening cheek again. "This'll teach you to disobey me, you whore!"

Ava's eyes filled with tears as he punished her. She was still in shock at how rapidly the seemingly harmless old man had transformed. She cried out with each stinging slap, as the potent flavor of her wet thong graced her tongue. Those same potent juices formed in thick beads along her exposed pink slit, evidence of how much Ron's brutal aggression was turning her on.

He soon noticed her heavily lubricated pussy, and swiped a finger along the tender lips before tasting it for himself. "Mmmm... My God, you horny little slut! You must be loving this. Lord almighty, you taste heavenly," he groaned before dipping two fingers into her sopping wet hole and having another taste. "I need more. Here, smother me with that sweet little pussy." Ron reclined the office chair and pulled at her body until she was parallel to him, her sex in his face, and his cock in hers. He wrapped his frail arms around her flawless thighs and squeezed at her ass as he began feasting on her sensitive cunt.

"Ohhhh hhuuuck!" Ava moaned as he lapped at her with unmatched enthusiasm. She squirmed against him, but he had her locked in place and lashed her clit relentlessly. She tried with all her might to reject the pleasure he was forcing on her, but a massive orgasm was brewing, and she knew she wouldn't be able to stop it. Why was her body betraying her will, she wondered in desperation. The nasty pervert had ignored her requests, and was downright mean about it. Yet she couldn't stop herself moaning for more, encouraging him to push harder against her throbbing clit. Ava was about to cum hard, and she closed her eyes to accept it; to give into him.

Much to Ron's delight, the nubile young slut dug her nails into his thighs and trembled violently as she screamed muffled, pleasure-laced curses. It was a good thing he had stuffed her mouth, he thought, because she was freely wailing in pleasure. Her tight pussy discharged intoxicating fluids into his welcoming mouth as she came. The old man had sampled many women over the years, especially in his youth, but he couldn't recall any having been sweeter than the one climaxing on top of him right then. Just when he thought his morning couldn't have gotten any better, he felt the warmth of her lips envelope his throbbing cock.

Ava's body was coursing with ecstasy. All of the sexual build up of the day, starting with charged texts with Jake and handsome Mr. Shafer's assertive blackmailing, had finally culminated in a mind-blowing orgasm. Ron's hard dick bobbed in its upright position, repeatedly tapping the bridge of her nose and filling her nostrils with its musky scent. Regardless of how repulsive she found him, she was compelled to satisfy the impressive manhood in her face. She managed to spit out her underwear and catch it in her lips, slurping down the hot meat greedily.

Ava sucked Ron's cock with newfound enthusiasm. He had broken her resolve through brute force, and she now only wished to please him. She drooled all over his pale old cock as he began thrusting his hips upwards into her wanting mouth. The chair beneath them squealed and creaked under the pressure as the unlikely lovers ravished each other. With a sudden crack, the back leg finally gave way, and they both fell to the floor.

She rolled off of him and onto her back, and before she realized what had happened, Ron clambered on top of her, pinning her to the carpet. The old man simultaneously shoved his swollen cock into her cunt and thrust his lips against hers. Their moans met among dancing tongues as he firmly bucked into her again and again. Ava spread her legs welcomingly and clawed at his back. She could smell her own aroma on him as his face was slathered in her ejaculate.

Ron fucked the eager beauty with all the strength he could muster. He was having the time of his life, and was in disbelief at how quickly she had come to accept him. He broke the kiss just so he could look at her as he sank his tool into her silky depths. Her sweet young face and full bouncing tits were something out of a dream. Though her expression spoke volumes, he wanted to hear her verbal approval of him. "Ohh... You feel better than I could've imagined... Are you enjoying this?" He asked, slowing his thrusts and looking deep into her eyes.

"Nngh... Yes... So good... Fuck... Please keep fucking me, Sir... I wanna cum on that big cock... Ugh..." Ava cooed. She was lost in pleasure, and in that moment no longer cared that he was roughly three times her age.

Ron, however, wanted her to acknowledge it. For him, the distinct contrast between their age and appearance was deeply erotic. He slowed his movements further until his shaft was just barely easing in and out of her tight grip. "Have you ever had sex with someone as old as me?"

"N-no. Please fuck me harder!" Ava bucked her hips in frustration, but he pulled back and denied her anymore than his tip.

"Mmm... That's it. Beg me for it, slut. Beg for my old man cock..." He flashed his yellowed teeth with a sinister smile.

"Pleeeease! Fuck me with your old man cock!" She pleaded, her eyebrows raised and her pussy aching to be filled. He slammed into her, crashing into her pubic bone as he bottomed out. "OHHH! YES!" She shrieked.

"Shhhh!" Ron slapped his hand over her mouth. "I know you're a filthy whore, but we don't need everyone in the building to hear about it." She nodded, and he slowly pulled all the way out of her, pausing briefly and spearing her again with his full length. Before long, he had built up to a steady pace again, sucking and biting her breasts as he rammed into her.

Ava pulled him in tightly with her legs and moaned into his mouth as she came. He had sensed her climax and shoved his face against hers to keep her quiet.

Ron felt his own orgasm was not far off, but a change of scenery first. He pulled out of her and rolled onto his back, his shiny cock pointing straight at the ceiling. Ava wasted no time pouncing on him and impaling herself.

"Are you gonna cum for me, Sir?" She asked, rotating her hips.

"Ahhggh... Yes... Talk dirty to me, whore," he muttered as his hands traced her curves.

"I want you to fill my tight pussy."

"Tell me what you're doing right now. Would you ever have imagined riding someone like me? Be honest."

"Mmm... Never. I can't believe I'm fucking a disgusting old man like you," she teased, partially confronting the scenario honestly.

"Fuck yeahhh... Tell me more, honey..."

"You're... such a gross old pervert. What the fuck am I thinking?"

"What are you thinking? A beautiful, young thing like yourself..."

"I could be fucking practically any guy I want. And here I am begging a pig like you to violate me... Nghh... I guess... Ohhh... That's just how much of a slut I am..." She started bouncing on his cock vigorously and Ron squeezed her slim waist.

"Ugh! That's it! Why did you let me do this to you?"

"Ah! I dunno! I loved when you-Oh!-threw me over your lap and spanked me... Fuck! And treated me like a dumb slut! Ohhh... I'm gonna fucking cum so hard! Shoot all your nasty old seed into me!"

"Ava, you're one in a fucking billion, girl. Here it comes!" Ron grabbed her forearms and pulled her in for one last sloppy kiss as they both climaxed. He came harder than he had in decades, blasting her cervix with generous helpings of hot creamy spunk. Ava quivered wildly on top of him, her cunt convulsing and milking him for every drop he had.

Several minutes passed as they lay on the floor of the office. Neither of them said a word, simply enjoying the moment. Eventually, the jingling of keys could be heard, and the door creaked open.

"Jesus fucking christ you guys," Dan said. The scene before him was truly depraved, and his room reeked of sex. "You're still here? Woah woah woah, Stop!" He chided hastily as Ava began to roll off of his exhausted old colleague. "Watch the carpet!" He grabbed a box of tissues off of his desk and tossed them at her before plopping into his chair. "I was expecting a quick blowie and done deal, but you really seized the opportunity you old dog," he continued, raising an eyebrow at the broken chair in the center of the room. He couldn't blame Ron, as he eyed the gorgeous, completely nude young woman catching the cum oozing out of her.

Ava felt slightly embarrassed to have been seen sharing a post orgasmic cuddle with the aged employee, but the heavy flow of endorphins kept her relaxed. She gathered her clothes and redressed before heading towards the door.

"I'll see you in here first thing tomorrow, young lady," Dan stated boisterously.

"Yes, Mr. Shafer," she replied, before exiting the room.

******

That night, Ava and her boyfriend discussed their day's events over dinner.

"So did that guy bother you again?" Kyle asked.

"Um... No," she lied. The truth of course was that Mr. Shafer had done a lot more than "bother" her, and in the days that followed, Ava was called into his office each and every morning. Once there, he would lock the door and do all manner of things to her. Sometimes she would drain his cock down her throat while he worked, especially if he was busy. Other times he would bend her over his desk and fuck her until she couldn't think straight. Every once in a while, Ron would be invited and he'd indulge in her young body too. She submitted to them both completely and would do anything and everything they commanded of her. The only consistent aspect of her new workplace routine was that it was by far her favorite part of the day.

To be continued...