WILD THING
With Olivia Munn
Written by TPG
MF, masturbation, porn, blowjob, public
This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only



We had been drinking since earlier that day, during one of those spontaneous house parties which had been organised by some of the guys in the office. Like me, Olivia Munn had turned up dateless, and while several guys attempted to hit on her during the night, I was relieved to see that no one had managed to get lucky.

By about 1am I decided to call it a night, but just as I started to say my goodbyes Munn tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I could give her a ride home. Naturally I obliged, and a few minutes later the office "hottie" and I found ourselves out on the open road heading back to her place in the middle of the night.

"So when does Morgan get back?" Olivia asked, making conversation.

She was referring to my on-again, off-again girlfriend Morgan Webb. Our relationship was one of the offices worst kept secrets.

"She gets back from Vancouver over the weekend," I answered.

"You must really miss her huh?" Olivia said. "cos you barely flirted with me all night."

Knowing Munn as I did, I simply laughed off the comment. I could tell from her slurred speech that she was a little drunk, and eager to flirt and have some fun.

"To be honest, we hardly see each other these days." I said. "Morgan spends more time in Vancouver than she does in LA. It kind of sucks."

"Yeah I know what you mean. Long distance relationships can be hard," Munn claimed. "Bryan and I hardly see each other too."

"Bryan?" I quizzed. "I didn't know you guys were an item."

"Most people don't. You didn't actually think that you and Morgan were the only two co-workers have an office romance did you?"

I suppose she was right. I shouldn't have been surprised.

"Well look at you, breaking all the rules."

"Keep it between the two of us, though. I mean we wouldn't want to bust all those hot lesbian rumors on the web now, would we. Wouldn't want to break any hearts."

"Olivia Munn, a lesbian? Ha, yeah that'll be the day." I chuckled. "What's the world coming too! We all know how much you love cock."

"Damn-straight," Munn winked. "I love me some good dick."

Just hearing this tone from her made my cock twitch. Even though we both knew it was said in jest, the girl possessed a dirty mouth and mind that would make most sailors blush. The fact that she had the body of a model only made her an even bigger catch.

"So how do you deal with long distance relationships?" I asked.

"Easy. I turn to porn." Olivia claimed. "I probably watch that shit twenty hours of the day."

As Munn spoke, she reached for her phone to illustrate that she in fact had been watching an x-rated clip earlier that day. I couldn't help but laugh, but soon lost my sense of humor when she admitted that during the party she has slipped into the bathroom to have a quick fiddle.

"Seriously?"

"Is that bad?" she pouted. "Does that make me a little slut?"

"No, but that might be the hottest thing I've heard all week."

Olivia grinned and bit her bottom lip.

"That turns you on huh." she teased.

"Fuck yeah it does. That's hot."

"If you think that's hot, what if I told you I'm not wearing any panties right now?"

God damn it, I thought. This girl was going to be the end of me.

There was a long pause in the conversation as she sat there quietly beaming at me in the dark, knowing the effect her words were having on me.

"Can I ask you a question?" she quizzed. "Why do you think I asked you to drive me home tonight?"

"—to tease me to death?"

"Hardly. You know, Morgan talks about you all the time." Munn explained. "Talks about the stuff you do, the places you go, and also boasts about how big you are!"

"Really?"

"Is it true?" she asked bluntly. "Are you packing some extra heat down there?"

My cock began to harden.

"Can't say." I smirked. "But I've never had any complaints."

"Well you must be big, cos your girlfriend is a total size queen. She always has been."

This was news to me, and apparently made Olivia laugh. At this point we were both breathing a little heavier thanks to the lewd conversation. I watched as her eyes cast down my body, trying her best to determine if the rumors were true.

"So are you going to show me, or do I have to go home and use my imagination again?"

"Now there's an image."

"What?" she giggled. "The thought of me playing with myself?"

However if I thought the conversation we were having was inappropriate, what she did next absolutely blew my mind, as she licked her fingers and slid them inside her leather pants.

"Mm, easy access." she purred.

"Really, Olivia?" I laughed. "Can't you wait until you get home?"

"Why wait?" she teased back. "Now's as good as any to get off."

Lewd thought filled my head as I suddenly recalled another office rumor which claimed that Olivia had said be a proponent of "Blowjob Friday's" with her male friends.

"You really are a wild one, aren't you." I told her.

"You have no idea."

"I think I'm going to need a cold shower after this trip," I snickered.

"You're more than welcome to use my shower if you like?" she offered. "Just as long as you don't mind sharing the hot water?"

I honestly couldn't think of anything witty to say, not while she sat there with her hand stuffed inside her pants and casually masturbated. I tried to keep my eyes on the road but it was all but impossible. Unfortunately for us we soon arrived outside her house where we could see that her roommate Meg was still up watching TV.

"Just park over here," she said, inviting me to switch off the engine. "I'd invite you in, but it looks like Meg is still awake."

"That's cool." I said, trying to sound disappointed. "Well, hope you have a great evening—"






But to my surprise, Munn immediately interrupted me mid sentence.

"So what, I suppose you expect me to suck your dick or something?"

"Excuse me?"

"I know how this works," she said. "You give me a ride home and I suck your dick. I get it."

"okay?" I stammered, somewhat lost for words.

At first I thought she was only kidding, but when I realized she was being serious, I decided to call her bluff and play along.

"Just say it!" she insisted. "That's what you were thinking. Admit it! You don't have to lie. We're both adults here. Everyone in the office thinks I'm a slut, amirite?"

"Sure. Guilty as charged."

"See, I knew it! You were hoping I'd suck your dick tonight."

"Well that all depends," I replied. "Are you any good?"

Munn narrowed her eyes, as I went on.

"Rumor has it you can suck a real mean dick Olivia, but who know? It could be bullshit."

The Asian-American correspondent responded by lunging forward to kiss me hard on the lips, crashing our mouths together. I could taste the alcohol on her breath almost immediately, and heard myself groan as she sucked my bottom lip into her mouth while reaching down to grasp my hard on.

"I was thinking about this earlier, when I was playing with myself." she moaned between kisses. "I wish you had walked in on me like that. I was so horny I probably would have let you fuck me in the ass!"

As Olivia spoke, her hand now squeezed and stroked my erection through my pants.

"What about now?" I quizzed. "You still horny?"

The AOTS host reached into my pants to take out my cock, and without further ado, took my meat stick into her mouth.

"Fuck yeaaa," I groaned as her head bobbed up and down over my rod.

I grabbed a bunch of her long hair and bundled it up with my hands, as I fucked her mouth. Olivia moaned as she jacked me off into her mouth, her tongue swirling around my bell-end.

"God damn you've got a terrific mouth," I hissed.

I wasn't kidding either. The girl had a mouth like a fucking Hoover and knew how to use it. I was glad to see that all the rumors about her were true. She was a Grade A slut!

"Maybe one of these days I'll let you use my mouth in the office." she teased.

I snickered back, "Yeah I'm sure our friends and co-workers won't mind that at all."

"You could always hide me under your desk," she proposed. "And I could spend the entire day just sucking your dick without anyone knowing."

I don't know what turned me on more, the fact that it had been said, or the fact that she had said in a way that made me think she had done that kind of thing before.

"Now that would be interesting," I agreed. "Chain you to my desk, my own little cock slave."

"I could to that!" she said between slurps. "I could be your slave. You could feed me with your cock."

"Nah, on second though that'd be too much power for any man." I smirked. "Besides, if it were up to me I'd share you with all my friends, and you'd be under that table sucking a dozen different dicks every day."

This scenario really seemed to turn her on, as she bobbed her head even more enthusiastically than before, her mouth making lewd slurping sounds.

"You better not hold back on me," she said. "I want you to blow that load in my mouth!"

I moaned again, as I felt her reach under my cock to squeeze my nuts, then dip a single finger into my asshole to massage my prostate.

"Holy fuck, Munn."

"Give it to me," she cooed. "I need it. I want that hot load in the back of my throat!!"

To her credit, when I finally came a minute later, the cock-sucking harlot did not miss a beat, and clamped her mouth firmly over my bell-end, milked the semen right out of me. Spurt after spurt blasted into the back of her throat until I ultimately collapsed back into the driver's seat, spent. I think I was still in a daze and trying to catch my breath as Olivia sat up and casually wiped her chin, giving me a smug smile.

"Thanks, that was fun. I guess the night wasn't a total waste after all." she winked. "I trust you won't tell the others about this?"

"My lips are sealed."

"Good, cos with my car in the shop this week we might have to make this a regular thing."

"Sorry?"

She said it so quickly I wasn't sure I had heard her right.

"Just make sure to be here before 8am. Oh, and I take my coffee with two sugars."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Was this crazy bitch actually trying to strong arm me?

"—maybe then we can talk about your payment." she added while checking her lipstick in the mirror.

"Payment?"

"Sure, the blowjobs." she elaborated. "We can discuss that at the office parking garage in the morning."

I knew what she was insinuating, and I have to admit I kind of liked it. While most people would probably get upset at the prospect of being blackmailed by a woman at the office, I had to admit I found it thrilling as Munn's answer to everything was SEX. And considering the alternatives I honestly thought it wasn't a bad place to be, having to do sexual favors for the wanna be actress.

"Fine. 8am it is." I agreed.

However, just as she was about to climb out of my vehicle she stopped and pointed to her house.

"Check it out," she grinned. "Looks like Meg finally went to sleep."

"Yeah?"

"Guess you can come in and take that shower after all, if you're still interested?"

While all reason and logic told me that I should just get out of there as soon as humanly possible, I decided to throw caution to the wind and have some fun.

"You know what, now that you mention it I think I will... on one condition though?"

"shoot."

"I want that ass."

The look on her face was priceless.

"Really? You're on." she smiled seductively. "Now who's the wild one?"