The Interview

As you know from my recent stories, I work as a sex toy designer. Since my niece Elena moved out to Los Angeles to study in college three months ago, my life had gone back to “normal” in almost everything. I went back to work at a frantic pace, getting some attention from trade magazines and even some mainstream publications.

One of these mainstream magazines wanted to write an article about the sex toy industry and sent me an e-mail to program an interview. They wanted to interview me in my studio – which is my house – to get the “real essence of my creativity” or some shit like that. We agreed on a date and I prepared myself to receive a bunch of guys in my house to answer the same stupid questions I always get on interviews.

At the day of the interview, my door bell rang at the exact time we had agreed to receive the magazine crew. To my surprise, instead of a crew, I found a single woman at my door. Her name was Ada, about 35 years old and with a common but attractive look. She was about 5′-6”, with a well proportioned body, an attractive smile and brown hair in a simple bob cut. She was carrying a rolling bag with her equipment and explained to me that the story was her own initiative and because she was a freelancer, the magazine would only cover her costs after the story was published – so she kept her expenses low by being both the photographer and the journalist.

I invited her in and we talked about the scope of the interview and the photographs. We went to my studio and I could notice her face blushing when she saw the collection of dildos and other toys in display. Still, she kept her composure and set up her equipment while asking me about my wardrobe for the photos. I let her look inside my closet and she selected an informal look for me – jeans, black shirt, and gray jacket for the photos.

We did the photos first – me posing in my studio, simulating doing some work, gesturing while talking, juggling a few toys, and seated on my chair, surrounded by toys as if it was the Iron Throne from the Game of Thrones series. The interview came later and it was funnier than other ones. Ada was not only attractive, but also had a different approach to the interview. She wanted to know not just how I got into the business, but how I dealt with the personal issues of an unconventional job. We talked for hours about the toys, the design process, the effect of my job on personal relationships, my opinion on various laws, and many other things related to the industry. When the interview was over, I found myself inviting Ada to have dinner together. She politely rejected the offer, saying she had to take a flight that night to cover another story. Maybe the next time she was in town…

Well, she left and I continued with my daily business. I went to bed as usual that night, but at 3 am, someone was calling my number. Who could screw up my sleep at that time?

To my surprise, the caller was Ada. She apologized for waking me up and explained that her flight had been canceled and she could not find an hotel for the night. She did not know anyone in the area and she needed to find a cheap place to stay for a day until the next flight. I had been in her situation a few times, so I told her she could stay on my place – I had an empty guest room she could use.

Half an hour later, she was back at my place – this time on a taxi – still apologizing. She looked tired and hungry, so I offered to prepare something to eat. Before she could reject my offer, I was at the kitchen preparing some sandwiches while she showered. You know when you see someone who “belongs” to a place? That was how I felt when I saw Ada coming out of the bathroom, changed into a pair of sweatpants and an over sized buttoned pajama shirt. She looked as if she lived there with me… I felt hypnotized by her – and my little friend began to stir inside my own shorts.

I sat down before my bulge was noticeable and began talking about Ada’s ordeal. She told me about the airline fuck-up and how it messed her itinerary. We ate and talked for a while, but it was early morning and none had much sleep, so after a while, she excused and went to bed.

I went back to my room and somehow fell deeply sleep. I went down like a log, because I did not notice when she entered my room and got in my bed. I woke startled when I felt a hand on my cock, which was totally hard and outside my shorts. When I came to my senses, Ada was lying next to me with her hand on my erection,  masturbating me slowly.

With my erection firmly in her hand, she looked to my eyes and smiled. Nothing more. She was there, enjoying my expression, which was transforming from surprise to excitement, to lust. She was using me and I was cool with it…

“Don’t touch me” she said softly. I promised not to move a hair.

While stroking my meat, Ada stood up to the side of the bed and began undressing herself with one hand. When she realized she would need both hands to remove her clothes, she inclined and put my erection in her mouth. With that movement she kept undressing without my help – all the time, sucking my cock softly.

“Don’t touch me” she repeated when I made the intention of grabbing her small breasts. Her mouth just opened enough for Ada to speak – but she never released my penis from the bath she was giving me with her mouth.

I complied, so while sucking, Ada took off my shorts and underpants. As soon my pants were below my knees, she removed her mouth from my cock and inserted it in her pussy.

Damn was she hot!

I placed my hands under my head and decided to enjoy the show of this woman using my cock as her personal dildo. I had been prohibited to touch her bouncing little breasts, her erect nipples, or grabbing her ass, which I could feel slapping my body. Her game had rules. I could only enjoy the show of her body going up and down on my rod and the sensations her wet pussy were giving me, so I was a good boy and followed her rules.

“Fuck, cum inside me, motherfucker!” Ada started to scream at me while her hips increased the rhythm and she was forced to place her hands on my shoulders. Her breathing was shallow and her moans were deeper and louder until she tilted her head back and closing her eyes, let a deep moan out. She was having a long, hard orgasm and I could feel her juices bathing my cock. Her orgasm was so strong, she collapsed on top of me, my erection popping out of her pussy with an uncorking sound.

“Shit, no one had lasted so long!” Ada mumbled

“Maybe because they don’t know how to really fuck a woman like you” I retorted while grabbing her waist and turning our bodies so my body was now on top.

She was not expecting that, but before Ada said anything, I lifted her waist and impaled her pussy. She was surprised, but did not resist it, smiling when I went deep inside her body.

Her body was at my mercy and I took my revenge. I pinched her erected nipples hard, then put then inside my mouth, sucking and biting them while I was fucking her pussy with hard and deep thrusts. I knew her nipples were on fire, but her face was a mask of pleasure – her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open, and her hand lying on her sides, grabbing handfuls of the sheets. I noticed her second orgasm, this one longer than the first one.

I was close to my climax, so I removed my cock from her cunt and pointed my meat to her mouth.

“Open wide!” I said. Ada followed my instructions and I started to shoot my load. The first fat rope went right into her mouth, while the rest covered her pretty face. Her expression was pure ecstasy and I could cut steel with my penis, so I turned her face down.

“Please, not in the ass…” Ada requested with her sexy voice, so I respected her desires. I went back inside her dripping pussy and slowly formed a rhythm that drove her out of her senses. That was when she made a mistake…

“Do whatever you want to do with me…”

That was my cue to impale her tiny asshole.

In a single movement, I removed my cock from her pussy and pushed it inside her ass. She shrieked and almost tore my mattress with her fingernails, but once properly impaled, I allowed her body to accommodate the intruder. I inclined and caressing her back I said I would give her all the time she needed – but that under no way I was going to remove myself from her ass!

She got the message and relaxed enough to allow me to move inside of her. I took my time grabbing her ass, groping her breasts and caressing her back while my meat went in and out of her asshole. We both were in Heaven, but eventually Ada arched her back and had her third and final orgasm of the session. Once her orgasm subsided, she gave me one of the most sensual blowjobs I had received in my life. Ada’s head went up and down with a sweetness and love I had barely experienced before. She had her eyes closed, giving all her attention to the toy inside her mouth. She looked as if she was in peace with the Universe, enjoying having a meat stick in her mouth. I could not hold much longer and suddenly I was exploding inside her mouth, ending completely spent.

With all the action, we have not realized it was almost time for Ada’s flight. After a shower, Ada had everything packed and I gave her a ride to the airport. We did not say anything on our way to the airport, but when we arrived to the terminal, she asked me if it was alright for her to stay with me the next time she had to come to town. Of course, I said I would be honored…

The magazine printed the article about a month later, and I have to say it was a lot better than I expected. The day of the publication, I received a bunch of e-mails and text messages  – one of them from Ada.

“I’ll be in town next week – and will be with a good friend. Prepare for a wild night… See U!”

Next week could not arrive faster!