Story 18 #2
I opened wide as he put his hands behind my head and launched his cock into my waiting mouth. I planted my hands on his ass again and slid my mouth slowly down the distance of his delicious dick. He guided my head as I bobbed back and forth.
It stuffed my jaws leaving me very little room to do my work but I managed.
It was just like riding a horse or in this case, a horse dick.
My old maneuvers were starting to come back to me as I began to swirl my tongue along his thrusting fuck pole.
Back and forth the beast went, sliding down my wiggling tongue and into my throat.
I choked just a bit but that didn't deter me. I was going to suck that monster off even if it took every bit of my struggling breath. His huge pecker was thoroughly lubricated by the spittle oozing from my mouth. I reengaged my hands to assist with my efforts. I
returned to rubbing and twisting my moistened hands down his rod as my mouth sucked on the head and forefront of his mighty sword.
I was going full speed now, slamming my juice-filled mouth up and down his rod. His hands were still behind my head as he pumped his hips to work his meat in rhythm with my furious blowing. He rolled his hips to wind his dick into the sides of my jaws.
“Yeah, Ms. Madison! Suck my big dick!” Andrew cried as he continued to ram himself over my tongue and down my throat. He banged against my tonsils, tickling them and causing me to gargle a little. I recovered quickly and went back to my oral assault on his tasty fuck pole.
“Get it, Babe! Suck that dick! Suck it!” he demanded thrusting his prick into my mouth all the more aggressively. It was becoming a little too much for my unpracticed mouth so I switched to his balls to give my jaws a brief respite.
His cock bounced against my face. I thoroughly licked his nuts before engulfing them into my oral cavity. I sloshed them around my mouth as my tongue darted and brushed all around them. I began to suck on his balls as if I was trying to make hard candy melt in my mouth.
After giving his nuts my profuse attention, I went back to blowing on the huge rod that was reawakening my dick sucking repertoire.
Again, I wrapped both hands around the base of the long, thick member as my mouth swallowed and suckled on the head and top of his flesh.
I blew on him vigorously. He leaned back and moaned as he kept thrusting himself back and forth into my mouth.
“Oh yeah! That's good! That's real good, Baby!” Andrew complimented in between grunts and moans.
“Not so fast though, Ms. Madison. This is one hell of a blow job but I want some of that boss pussy. I'm ready to wear that ass out.”
He stepped back and pulled me up by my shoulders.
He grabbed me by my face and planted a long, juicy kiss on me.
He inserted his tongue deep into my mouth on the hunt for mine.
They quickly found each other and locked.
His tongue tasted just as good as his delectable meat stick, if not better.
Our entangled tongues clashed passionately for a long kiss that nearly knocked me off my feet.
“Now how about letting me get up into that hot pussy? I know it's good, Ms. Madison. Don't you want me to swing this big dick up into you?”
“Yes, I would love that.”
Andrew ushered me over to the desk and bent me over. He yanked up my skirt and ripped off my expensive panties. I would have never guessed that my mild-mannered geeky assistant would be so aggressive but I found it thrilling. It only enhanced the horniness that had been pent up in me for so long.
He smacked me on my plump ass with both hands and with his swinging, well-endowed rod.
He next groped my ass as he slid the tip of his massive anaconda up and down its crack.
He reached around to take a few quick swipes at my clit.
He slid his finger down my twat lips and stretched my heavenly hole open.
He stuffed his cock inside me and pushed it in until my pussy walls were filled.
He held it there for a few moments before slowly drawing it back out.
He plunged in again, plowing back to the bottom of my cunt.
He repeated his action once more, the complete removal of his rod from my hot box only to lunge himself back inside of me.
Andrew then began to fuck me. He nailed my snatch with what seemed like the force of a thousand hammers. It was a relentless beaver beat down. Each pump was brutally delightful. He maintained this furious pace until I had no choice but to tap out. He was killing my cunt, absolutely obliterating it.
He responded to my signal for mercy by slowing up his pace.
He went from the savage pounding to a slow weaving and winding of his fuck pole into my twat.
He sensuously sank his cock into me and rolled it around my tender pussy walls.
He made sure that every piece of my humming hole was served a generous portion of his meat stick.
Andrew's thumb massaged my asshole as his dick glided in and out of my bent over crotch.
His large balls grazed against me as he took his time to slow fuck me.
It was so fucking good. The mixture of sensations was pushing me over the edge.
I couldn't believe that I had let myself go this long without getting dick-downed properly.
“Oh, yeah! This is some good, wet pussy right here! Does this young dick feel good to you, Ms. Madison? You like this big cock up in your tight twat?”
I tried to respond but only moans and groans escaped my lips. “I can't hear you. What? You don't want to talk to me? You don't want to tell me how good my cock is?” He started accelerating again.
“Does this mean I need to fuck you harder?”
“Please,” I finally muttered. “Please.”
“Please fuck you harder? OK, if that's what you want.”
He knew what he was doing. He knew that I was again pleading for mercy.
Because I couldn't manage to tell him how good his dick was, he seized the opportunity to hammer away at me again.
This time, his thundering cock was even more menacing than before.
He was trying to blow the dust off of my pussy.
I didn't see this coming at all. I had no idea that we would end up fucking.
The thought hadn't crossed my mind. I especially had no idea that he would fuck the shit out of me.
He had warned me that he knew how to deliver his large package but I thought it was all talk.
He made a believer out of me and my pussy as he finally brought me to an explosive eruption.
“Oh yeah, Ms. Madison! All that wet juice just splashed against my balls. You must like this dick after all,” he announced as he proceeded with nailing my cunt. He went on for a few more minutes before he finally came. He took his dick out of me and smacked me on the ass.
“That was a good fuck right there!” he exclaimed proudly. I was still bent over the desk. I was practically stuck to it due to his tenacious tear down of my twat. I could hardly move. I had to slowly peel my sticky, sweaty body off it. My legs were wobbly and the rest of my body was weak.
He finally stopped patting himself on the back long enough to help me to my feet and then to the couch.
I plopped my still naked bottom down on it.
I was in a dick induced daze. He had fucked me better than I had been fucked in about a decade.
He knew he had laid one on me. He smiled at me as he began to dress.
“Are you OK, Ms. Madison?”
“Yes, I'm fine honey. It's just been a long day.” I didn't want to admit to him that he had fucked me senseless.
He picked up my clothes and handed them to me. I struggled to get myself together as he watched me with a satisfied smirk. He was being a gentleman. He waited until I dressed and walked me out of the office and into the parking lot. He kissed me on my cheek as I slid into the driver's seat.
“See you tomorrow!” he said nonchalantly.
“Sure!” I didn't mean to send him off with such a short goodbye. I was still in disbelief of how expertly and aggressively he boned me. I would never see him as a nerdy dork again. In fact, I was now filled with fear that our perfect work relationship was compromised. What had I done?
I went home that night and soaked my coochie in a soothing, warm, bubble bath.
I could not get Andrew and his master fuck off of my mind.
That could never happen again. I'm sure he would understand.
It was just a one time thing. I had too much on the line to mix business with pleasure.
The next day would be a chance to start over on the right foot.
The next morning came around fast. I was still tired and sore from the previous night.
I stumbled out of my bed. I showered, dressed, and headed into the office.
As per his custom, Andrew was already there.
He had my favorite latte and bagel waiting for me.
He threw me a slick smile as he opened my office door for me.
I hid out in my office for the rest of the day.
I kept conversation to a minimum, especially with Andrew.
I was never at a loss for words but today was the exception.
It dragged by excruciatingly slow; so much that I felt like I was being tortured.
The day finally came to a close. Most of my staff had left at lunchtime since I only required half a workday on Fridays.
I packed up to prepare for my exit. Andrew tapped on my door and came in.
He said nothing as he watched me gather the items I would need to work from home.
I tried to ignore his daunting gaze. I tried to ignore the heat and chemistry that his presence sparked.
My pussy was still tender from the night before.
Nonetheless, I could feel her starting to cream up again.
Still, I would not look up. I refused to make eye contact.
I would not encourage him even if it meant I had to cower.
Andrew walked over to me slowly. He stood behind me and swept his fingers through my hair.
“Are you going to keep ignoring me like you've done all day? I thought it was usually the guy who gave the cold shoulder. You've been icy to me like we didn't fuck in this very room just last night. What's the deal?”
he asked. His stunning brown eyes melted my hardcore exterior as soon as I looked into them.