It’s that time of year again – open enrollment month for any and all of my shitty healthcare options. Nothing makes this time of year quite as special as my University’s complicated, cryptic, and downright confusing informational emails regarding our options for healthcare going forward into the new year. Sometimes I just weather the storm by doing nothing, keeping my plan the same and ignoring the emails, sending them to their inevitable end in my inbox archive folder. However, this year I want to see what my options are (if any) and to do that I’ll need some guidance from Human Resources.
Usually I would roll my eyes at the prospect of having to meet with an HR rep to discuss health plans, but this time my HR representative has me looking forward to our meeting. Let me introduce Kat – Kat is a slender yet toned small white woman who’s as blonde as a Targaryen. Her blue eyes are like crystals of ice which pierce through her black, minimalist glasses and complement the starkness of her jawline. Her aura is a conservative one, polite and discerning. She stands at a less than average height and would be considered petite. The first time we crossed paths I could feel the brightness and pure excitement of her emanating through the portals of my soul into my mind and down my body, stirring my loins. She was almost nymph-like.
The day of the appointment comes and I make sure to prepare. I dress in a nice striped, black sweater and khakis. A touch of cologne but not enough that you would smell it on me unless you were close. It’s my intention that Kat will be close enough to smell it. I arrive at the HR office and they have me sit and wait to see Kat.
Five minutes passes when I hear a high, soft voice politely ask “Hi Charles, will you follow me? We can discuss your healthcare options in a more private office I reserved for us.”
“Of course,” I reply.
We stroll down the hall and into a dimly lit office where two cushioned armchairs sit close together with a small circular wooden table in front of them. The only window is towards the back of the room near a wooden desk. The window is slender and bespeckled with rain drops. A sorry amount of light is let in, adding to the dimness and mood of the room.
“Please have a seat” she continues, as we sit.
“Thank you” I return, ensuring eye contact and a warmness in my mannerisms.
Kat begins laying out my options for me with the aid of a large, verbose pamphlet. I listen to each option and ask a few questions, with her starting to become more friendly and comfortable with each passing minute. The conversation becomes slightly more relaxed and the minutes pass. Eventually I find the plan I might want to go with, so I ask Kat about which plan she has.
“Oh, uniform health plan B, actually” she pouts.
“Why plan B, if you don’t mind me asking?” I reply genuinely.
Kat looks down at the ground, then back up at me. “Well, my husband and I are trying for a baby. Plan B has great emergency room and birth center options” she continues, with somewhat of a grimace at this statement. Kat’s looking down at the ground again now and I can tell something is wrong.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked” I say, reading the raw emotion on her face.
“No, no, it’s not that, Charles. It’s just that, well, we’ve been trying for this baby for a while now. My husband insists he’s not holding things up on his end and we try every day, you know” she raises her head, her eyes looking for something more in me. “So he blames me” she finishes.
“Kat, I’m so sorry. That’s so insensitive and rude of him to say. Of course it’s not your fault” I reply, as Kat’s beautiful eyes of sapphire begin to fill with tears behind her clear glasses.
I don’t know what to do, so I move forward slightly as if to comfort her, to embrace her, and she meets me the rest of the way, falling into my arms and somewhat onto my lap in this vulnerable moment. She lets out a sob or two and starts to quiet. I can’t help but feel the curve of her slender body on my thighs, as her chest and hard nipples press against mine through her thin blouse, the warmth of her breath and the smell of her perfume, like roses with the boldness of the sun, breaking on me in waves.
Kat raises her head slightly, and uses a tissue to wipe away her tears.
She looks at me and I whisper “It’s really not your fault, Kat. You’re so beautiful and kind. I’m sure something will catch soon and you’ll get pregnant.”
She doesn’t reply, precisely, to this. Kat continues to look at me. Stare into me. She seems to be thinking. All at once she wraps her hands around my neck and pulls my head forward into her mouth. She tastes as perfect and as arousing as my wildest imaginations could have realized. Our lips part and join together in a dance that lasts five seconds before Kat moves her tongue onto mine and the kiss transforms from a sweet token of appreciation into a sacrificial ceremony in lust and desire. Kat’s tongue is nearly down my throat when I reach into her skirt, down her panties, and feel how wet she is. With this discovery I receive a moan from Kat’s lips as we continue to kiss. I rub her clitoris and stick one and then two fingers into her as she keeps gasping into my mouth. I see where this is going and restrain myself slightly as our mouths part, though my fingers are still pressed firmly inside of her.
“Oh Charles I’m so sorry” she begins, “We shouldn’t be doing that, right? Yes, we shouldn’t.” She finishes abruptly.
With Kat sitting on my lap in the midst of all of this, the fullness of my erection seems to press on her ass, goading us on to continue.
“No, you’re right,” I admit. “We definitely shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t have a boner pressed on your ass, our mouths shouldn’t be exploring each other, my hand shouldn’t be in your panties, you shouldn’t be wet, it’s all very unprofessional. But would it be against HR policy too, if I unzipped my pants and placed my cock in your mouth?”
Her mouth drops open and the demon inside Kat, whom I’d just met briefly, pushes forward into her conscious mind as she smiles, hops off my lap, puts her hair up into a ponytail and grins deviously. As she falls down onto her knees in front of me, my cock begins twitching in my pants. I begin to unzip my work khakis and she takes over for me, drawing my ferocious cock from the depths of my pants, gripping it out of my boxers with a lustful hand.
With one look she glances up at me, back down at my apprehensive dick, and then the head of my erect penis is pressed against the back of her throat in a warm, wet embrace. My entirety is stuffing her mouth and throat with an aching pleasure that spreads throughout my entire body, resounding up from my cock and balls. Her smooth lips caress me up and down, tongue spitting out of her mouth, sliding down my shaft in sweet, firm strokes, ponytail bobbing. She takes me all the way into her mouth and holds her head there. She repeats this motion over and over again. After an endless period of time, I flex my dick and she gags slightly and coughs a few times.
I put my hand under her chin and draw her to my eyes.
“Since you’re being such a good HR slut, it would be very rude of me not to return the favor” I mention, as I pull her onto her feet, grab her hips and maneuver her onto my face on the floor. I glance up at her perfectly shaped pussy and her tightly puckered asshole as she moves her hips down upon my face and smothers my mouth and tongue, using me for her pleasure, all the while priming my cock with her hands to be used by her mouth.
My eyes are closed and eating pussy has become my world. My tongue is at full length inside her, now out, now licking in small circles over her clit, now my lips are sucking on her clit. All the while gripping her hips and ass above me, holding onto them for life, holding them onto my mouth.
I begin to hone in on her quivers while making a slow licking motion with my tongue on her clit. She’s beginning to get off and I can feel her moans on my cock, especially with it all the way down her throat. Her face must be a sloppy moaning wreck of glasses and spit, constantly moving up and down, working my dick. I dig my tongue especially deeply into her after a focusing on her clit for a solid five minutes, and I feel her return the favor as a sloppy-wet mouth incapacitates me immediately, swallowing my entire cock while swirling her tongue around in her mouth and around my cock five or six times in a row, aggressively. Her mouth is magic, the feeling on the head of my dick is indescribable. I’m lucky I haven’t filled up her mouth by now.
This last move excites me incredibly – I need to be inside Kat right now. Her pussy requires breeding.
All at once I remove my mouth and lips from the feast of her aching vagina and ask Kat “Are you ready?”
In response all I get is a muffled “uhhhh huhhhh” as she nods her head, not even bothering to remove my dick from her hungry mouth as she answers me. With that, I grip her slim mid section and slide her tiny one hundred pound body around 180 degrees again so she’s facing me, on top of me. She looks rather pleased to have been manhandled and I waste no time in breaking yet another rule of this HR slut.
Looking into those bright blue orbs that are her eyes, I whisper “Would it be against HR’s policy for me to place my cock inside you and use your pussy until I impregnate you? Your husband never needs to know.”
Kat looks genuinely surprised but ultimately devious and into it. She simply says “Well yes it’s against the rules but we’re going to fucking do it anyway, Charles” as she straightens up, reaching down between her legs and firmly grabs my cock. She then slides it past the soft, fat pussy lips of her innie pussy and into her perfectly tight pussyhole, wetted by my mouth and swollen for my cum. Kat cries out with this first aching thrust as she settles onto my throbbing dick, and we’re reminded of reality for a brief moment as a fellow coworker or two pass directly outside the office, on the floor of which we’re committing this heinous act of lust and reproduction.
The coworkers footsteps slowly begin to lessen and I grip Kat’s hip with my left hand, and draw her head and chest down onto mine with my right hand, her smooth tits pressed against my chest, rubbing, and start pounding her relentlessly. My balls are slapping against her asshole as my fully erect penis explores the inner reaches of her pussy. It explores her directly and with purpose as our breath mingles and my left hand cups her ass even tighter. I’m gripping her ass so tightly I begin to stretch her asshole. The next thing I know, I’m slowly massaging her asshole with two fingers and Kat is leaning into them. However, this distracts me from my main task of breeding her pussy, so my hand goes back to her ass cheek as I aggressively stuff her for a while longer.
Soon after this pounding, I begin taking slower and more deliberate strokes. Her pussy is suctioned onto my dick as I’m rubbing the walls of her wet pussy with the edge of the head of my dick, feeling all of her and having her feel me – the warmth, the wetness, the hardness of me, my precum and the true cum yet to be shot inside her, alive in my balls. Her pussy gripping my cock. These thoughts all run through my head and as we continue this hot sloppy fuck on the office room floor, Kat having the ride of her life.
“Flip me over and fuck me on my back. It’s best for creampies – and you’re going to give me one giant fucking creampie Charles. Give it to me, I want to feel it pump into me, all of it, every drop. Breed my pussy” she finished excitedly, and somewhat shakily.
I sit up with her still on top of me, my cock still in her. With all my strength gathered from her little creampie speech, I tuck my arms underneath her legs and lift her tiny blonde body up. I take two steps towards the desk past our original seats but I can’t resist the urge to simply pound the fuck out of her while holding her up like this, my dick is twitching just thinking about it. So I make solid eye contact with Kat and grab her ass and force her vagina onto my penis like it was made for it. I’m balls deep inside her and she’s making small squeals after every slap of myself into her, which only sends more blood into my cock and only makes me want to pound her harder. Though, I’m not the Incredible Hulk, so after a few more forceful thrusts, I set her ass down on the desk and prepare for the final act of this play.
“Tell me what you want again baby” I start.
Kat’s eyes turn to lightening and then to blue fire as she chants “I want a creampie, impregnate me, do what my husband never could, fill my pussy up to the brim with your fertile cum” she finishes, playing with her pussy all the while.
Upon hearing this I step forward, my cock nice and wet for her with a little spit. Then I push her legs all the way to her head and insert my completeness into her, making Kat groan. I start pumping her pussy with one goal in mind – to give her all the cum she’s worked up into my swollen balls. With one hand on her leg and one on her small breast, I’m beginning to get in rhythm with this tight innie pussy. She’s really begging for it – I can feel her flexing her kegel muscles and tightening her grip on my cock as it spreads the walls of her tightness with every hungry thrust of my hips. The head of my dick is now double its usual size and I can feel pleasure beginning to swell up through my legs, my groin, my abs, and into my chest. I’m ready to let loose a hot storm of cum into her pussy that will leave her forever changed, forever filled.
“I’m gonna fucking cum, Kat. I’m gonna fucking fill you up”. I say as I pass the point of no return and Kat cries out in ecstasy with her own hand over her mouth to stifle her cries. I’m exploding.
“It’s so hot, I can feel it” Kat says, almost crying.
I nod and continue thrust into her pussy as it fills up every inch of the walls of her vagina and begins dripping down her thighs. It feels so good I don’t want to stop, so I continue thrusting into Kat for a minute or two more. Eventually, Kat pushes my chest away gently and leans back in order to keep all of my cum inside her – it’s precious, after all. I feel a little more in my shaft and jerk it into her still gaping pussyhole, then take another step back.
Our clothes are strewn about the room and we’ve taken up 25 minutes of this 30 minute consultation. I begin collecting my clothes in sort of a daze, as Kat remains on the desk for a minute or two and then asks for her panties, which I bring to her. She places them on as a torrent of cum soaks them – some more cum even begins dripping down her legs. At this Kat reaches down, catches some in her hand, and licks it up. This cum loving HR slut is definitely getting that baby one way or another, I think to myself as I let myself out, wordlessly, as my cock begins to twitch once again in my work slacks.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rw0umd/human_resources_what_not_to_do_mf_creampie
Well. That escalated quickly. Clearly her needs were not being met.
Let’s here more adventures of these two…