Story 34 #2
“Oh yes, Zoey! That's right, call me Mr. Ellis. You are so fucking sexy, Baby,” he grunted with his hands full of my hair. “Let me get in that ass though. Stand up.”
I stood up as he commanded. He stood up as well. He lifted my dress and pulled my panties down to my ankles. He swiped some things off his desk and bent me over it. I stepped out of my panties, spread my legs open,
and hoisted my ass in the air. He dropped to his knees and kissed all over my ass before running his tongue between my cheeks.
His warm, wet tongue lathered my ass crack before slithering its way around my pussy lips. His enthusiastic explorer swung up to my clit and licked it a few moments until returning to my luscious labia. He massaged my tasty twat lips with his succulent lips before sticking his tongue into my sweet, tight hole. He tongue fucked me before retreating.
He was ready to fuck me just as much as I was ready to be fucked by his large, engorged member. He slid his rod down the same path his tongue had traveled so terrifically. It eased between my ass cheeks before he tapped it against my cunt lips. Finally, he inserted the enormous head into my slippery slot and started pounding away.
His rock hard pecker thrust in and out of my cream-filled crotch. He wound it wondrously around my tender, soaked pussy walls until he finally slammed it to the bottom of my gash. His swollen pipe pressed relentlessly against my guts as his big, soft, bouncing balls smacked against me. He commenced to furiously fucking me as I struggled to hold on to his desk.
“Oh my God, Mr. Ellis!” I belted out as his meat stick robbed me of my breath. “Your dick is so big!”
“Take this big cock, Baby! Take it!” he demanded as he dove his mighty sword into the far reaches of my dark, sweet abyss. He sank his wicked warrior into me as far as it would go; assaulting my guts as if to wage war on my insides.
“Fuck me, Mr. Ellis! Fuck me!” I screamed to encourage his diabolical demolishing of my cock pocket. Surely he was only moments away from splitting my young pussy straight in half, a complete coochie annihilation. He was fucking the holy shit out of me and I was enjoying every single second of every single, punishing stroke.
Just as I felt an orgasm starting to build up in my body, we heard someone creeping around in the reception area of the office. He covered my mouth with his hand as both our ears perked up to hone in on the sound.
“Oh shit, it's Deena!” he whispered. Deena was his other assistant and I was quite sure he had fucked her too. “We can finish this at lunchtime,” he said as we quickly threw our clothes on. He ran to unlock the door before Deena could reach it. She was nobody's fool. It was obvious from the angry look on her face that she had surmised what had been going on behind the closed doors.
The day crept by in awkward silence. Deena was fuming and I was still horny. Mr. Ellis texted me to meet him around the corner so we could finish the morning's business. I did so gleefully. I started rubbing his hard cock as soon as I sat down in his expensive, luxury car. I took it out of his pants and plunged my mouth down on it until my lips were halted by his trousers.
I slobbered on his profound pole as he endeavored to maintain control of his car. The traffic was light and I'm sure that anyone looking closely could see what was going on. My head was even bumping against the steering wheel as I drove my mouth down his wide, long train of a cock. I didn't care.
I was enjoying the hell out of our awesome fuck before Deena interrupted us. I wanted to get his soldier as stunningly stiff as it was that morning so he could resume his lustful and brutal beat down of my yearning twat. It was working marvelously. I sloshed my mouth around his meaty man parts until we finally pulled into the garage of one of his rental properties.
“Let's pick up where we left off,” he directed as we hopped out of the car. He clutched me by my arm and bent me over the trunk of his car just as he had bent me over the desk in his office. He flipped my dress over my waist and quickly rid me of my panties. He roughly swept my legs to the side to spread them open.
There wasn't a moment of dawdling. He chunked his concrete-like man muscle into my silken snatch and thrust. He hurled his hot organ deep into my dugout and smacked it against the sides. He worked the large monster in and out of my cunt in slow, circular motions.
He drilled me like a man possessed, like a man whose one singular mission in life was the utter destruction of my creamy cave. He didn't want to explore it. He didn't want to examine and indulge in its wonders. He wanted to punish it; to make it scream out for mercy. I hadn't been fucked this roughly before but I was loving it.
I relished in how he manhandled me, how he punched his pole in me with blinding fury. I was too much for the inexperienced boys my age. Unlike them, Mr. Ellis knew what to do with me. He knew how to make me want to surrender. I was usually strong and independent but the pipe laying he was administering made me feel weak and helpless.
It was a welcome change, to be fucked so forcefully; to be the undeniable object of someone's unapologetic lust. I twisted as he continued to plow me, as he continued to push the line between roughness and brutality. He wanted me to succumb to him but I was holding out as long as I could. I wanted him to make me surrender, to drain every last drop of my pussy's resistance to him.
I wanted this mowing down of my cunt to last forever. It was the most glorious and spectacular fuck of my young life. His tremendous thrashing started to shake my grip loose from the hood of the car. I was starting to slip. I was starting to yield. I gave in and my pussy gave up. It gave up all of the juices that Mr. Ellis' fearless steed had knocked out of me. I had succumbed to the ferocious pummeling of my twat. My juices oozed out of my crotch and down my leg.
He withdrew his still hard boner out of my climactic cunt and in one easy motion, whipped me over his shoulder. He kicked the door open and carried me into the rental, still limp and trembling from the extraordinary orgasm that had just ripped through my body.
He plopped me down on the showcase couch. He turned my snatch towards the edge and stretched my legs open from end to end. He reinserted his beastly boner in me and resumed his serious screwing of my drenched gash, my juices spouting as his rod went in and out of it.
“Mr. Ellis!” I screamed again. “You're fucking the shit out of me, Sir”. I knew that adlib would only heighten his intensity. “Fuck me, Mr. Ellis! Fuck me with your great big cock!”
He truly liked being called Mr. Ellis during sex. It was evident in his accelerating strokes and in the moans that escaped him. It was evident in the massive nut that he sprayed all over my tummy as he yanked out his member to cum. He shook out every last drop of his semen and fell exhausted to the floor.
He patted me on my shivering legs and smiled. “Oh, Zoey! You took that fucking like a champ. I was scared for a minute that I was being a little too rough but you seemed to like it.”
“I loved it!” I corrected him through my heavy breathing and panting. “I loved it! It was great! You were rough but not too rough. I liked being handled like that, being handled by a grown man who knows what he's doing.”
“That's me alright, Baby. I can give it to you rough or I can make sweet love to you. I've wanted you since the first day I saw you in the coffee shop. I just had to fuck the shit out of you while I had the chance.”
“So I can get that advance then?” I asked, half joking, half serious.
“You know you didn't have to fuck me to get it, right? I would have given you the money regardless. It's just that this little roleplay turns me on.”
“I figured as much,” I reassured him. “Should we head back to work?”
“Nope,” he retorted. “The only work we're going to do today will be on each other. I'll call the office to let Deena know we will both be out for the rest of the day. I'll tell her you had to go home on family business, and I will be in a meeting. The rest of the day is ours.”
I slid off the couch and stretched out beside him on the floor. I snuggled into his chest and toyed with his nipples. He twisted his fingers in my hair. We lay there talking for a while before we drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to Mr. Ellis's mouth sucking on my taut nipples while his delicate fingers were stroking the fleshy pearl in between my legs. I had never been woken up like that before. I don't know how long he had been going at it but my pussy was fully soaked and my nipples were buzzing. I was on the verge of orgasm and had only been awake for a minute or so.
I was dizzy and lightheaded from this unorthodox yet extremely pleasing wake up call. His tongue was certainly speaking volumes to my beaming headlights. He rolled them in between his lips and slung his tongue all around them. He cupped my breasts in his hands pushing my nipples together so that he could sweep his tongue easily back and forth across them.
He gobbled up large amounts of my boobs in his big manly mouth. He lavished them with his warm saliva and adorned them with thoughtful attention. Mr. Ellis whirled them in his mouth as he nibbled on my nipples. He catered to the needs of my tits with perfect and precise puckering.
My lips grew jealous of his attraction to my bosom. They wanted to capture his lips within theirs. They longed to soak up his tongue and savor its succulence. I lifted his head to guide his mouth towards mine. He placated my oral inclinations by kissing me softly on my lips.
He sank his tongue into my oral cave; brushing against my cheeks as he sought my tongue. He wound his tongue around mine as they worked on each other inside my mouth. They were becoming fast and loyal friends. They were becoming captivated with each other and refused to be separated.