Beep, beep, beep.
I awoke sweaty and breathless. Did I really fuck my new boss yesterday? Was it a dream? I looked down at the faint scratches and tiny bruises littering my body, which tells me it definitely wasn’t a dream. As I think about Brad bending me over my desk and thrusting his delicious cock inside of me, my breath quickens and my pussy grows wet. I think to myself how badly I want there to be a round two today, how badly I want to feel his member deep inside of me. The thought motivates me to get up and get ready.
I gaze at my naked reflection in the mirror, taking in my pale skin, bright green eyes and the freckles that dot my cheeks. I decide to dress myself in my black leather leggings, my highest pumps, and a white flowing shirt with a deep neckline. If this doesn’t make him want to fuck me silly on sight, I don’t know what will.
I arrive at work and head towards my office. Brad isn’t in his, and I start to wonder if he’s gone today. I don’t want to miss out on making his cock throb with desire. I notice my blinds are drawn in my office, which is strange, and I open the door to enter. As soon as the door clicks shut, I feel him shove me into the door, feel him growing against my ass.
“You’re late”, he growls into my ear. My body shudders in anticipation. I know I’m going to be punished. Brad forcefully pulls me away from the door and in a seamless motion throws me over his knee – he traces the outline of my firm ass, bringing his fingers ever so close to my now soaking wet pussy.
“I’m sorry, Master. It won’t happen again. Please allow me to make it up to you.” The word “you” comes out more like a moan. My blood is pumping, my entire body feels as if it’s on fire.
“You’re fucking right it won’t happen again, L. I’m going to make sure of that.” As the last word comes out, he slaps my ass, hard. It’s all I can do not to yelp. He does it 4 more times – “One for each minute you’re late”, he tells me. My ass sore, I’m ready to please my master. He flips me around and pushes me back-down on the floor, hastily removing my leggings. Without any precursor he thrusts himself into me, making me feel every inch of his rick hard cock.
I wrap my legs behind his back, and he picks me up. We crash into the wall, as he continues to pound into me. “Oh God, Master. Fuck me harder. HARDER. Oh, yeah” slips out of my mouth over and over in an almost scream. Soon he lets himself kneel and fall back on the floor, I’m on top of him, bouncing on his cock. Loving the feeling of him sliding easily in and out, in and out, of my wet, tight pussy.
“You feel so fucking good, L”, he moans. I bounce harder, faster, twisting myself around him. He grabs my tits and twists my nipples as I moan in pleasure. I’m so close to orgasm I can barely breathe.
He flips us around, and I’m on all fours. He snatches my hair and pulls my head back, dipping his dick into my ready mouth. I suck on then tip of his cock, licking the precum that’s waiting for me. “You’re delicious, Master” I moan. He puts one hand around my neck, the other still gripping my hair, and forces himself into my pussy from behind. “Oh my GOD” I scream, it can’t be held back this time. He thrusts in and out of me, each thrust harder and faster than the last. I push my ass back towards his cock with each thrust, as if I can’t get enough.
Just when I can’t take it anymore, the desire is too great, he pulls out and comes spectacularly all over my ass. I can feel it drip down the back of my thighs. He plunges between my legs with his tongue, licking my lips and sucking on my clit. He tells me he loves the way I taste before penatrating me over and over with his tongue. “Oh, God, Master. Fuck! FUCK!” I moan as I orgasm, his tongue still inside me. I know he can feel my pussy squeezing around it as my body shakes with pleasure. I collapse on the floor, heart still pounding, as he rolls me over one last time.
He pushes himself into my mouth, and take his cock all the way in. He fucks my throat forcefully as I rub my clit. My tongue moves quickly over his shaft with each thrust, bringing him to orgasm again. I swallow every last bit of his cum, circling his tip with my tongue as he removes himself from my mouth.
Slowly, I sit up, kissing his hips up to his neck before taking his lower lip into my mouth with a gentle bite. He smirks, and playfully slaps my still-sore ass. He tells me to stay put kneeling on the floor, clothes askew, as he gets dressed. He walks over and rubs my face into his somehow still hard cock before he leans down and whispers, “Good girl, L” in my ear. He leaves and shuts the door behind him, leaving me to clean myself up and get to work. I’m already anxious for the next time.
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