the Female accountant
written by:
Chris-t6290

For many people, accountants are thought to be stuffy and, dare I say it, boring people; not so me, by the way. Hi. My name is Simone. I'm 26 years old and I have been an accountant for two companies since graduating from college. I had always been highly numerate, both growing up and at school, so you could say that my future was charted out for me.

What with my high earnings over the past four years, I had managed to save enough money for a deposit on a single-bed condominium in a pleasant part of town. Viewing it for the first time, I caught the attention of a would-be neighbour who smiled appreciatively at me when I left with the agent.

I knew straight away that I just had to have it, and made an offer that was presently accepted by the seller.

So there I was two Saturday's later with a flat of my own; furniture and box's from the removal van placed and stacked. ‘Where to start,' I presently wondered to myself. Then some while later, as if in answer to my dilemma - as such, the doorbell rang.

I looked through the spy-hole that every flat evidently had and saw the young man who I had noticed when I viewed it.

"Hi," I said, upon opening the door. "I'm rather busy unpacking at present..." inviting him to tell me his name.

"I'm Kevin," he confidently told me. "Yes, I saw you move in..."

"Simone," I informed him, with a casual neighbourly manner.

"Would you like some help?"

"Sure, okay," I agreeably replied.

After two hours - in half the time - the boxes were empty and everything was put away; Kevin even helped me with the lounge furniture as well. After all that I was famished, and since I hadn't yet gotten any proper food in, just tined produce, I asked my neighbour if he'd care to go out for lunch, ‘my treat?'

"That's ok, Simone, I'll be more than happy to cook a meal. A welcome one of sorts, if you like," he politely suggested - ever the gentleman - unlike like Ray at work:

Ray has a bit of a reputation for being the office groper, especially with me letting him get inside my panties. In that respect, I'd have to say he's quite the archetypal boring accountant, which goes double for sex.

Occasionally there was a need to work Saturday's, and since I could do with the extra revenue I was more than happy to come in to work, as required, on such days. With Ray being a more senior employee, he was in charge of the office, and more to the point me, as we set about getting the work done.

"So, Simone, no boyfriend to spend the weekend with?" he almost smugly asked.

"No, Ray, you're the only one for me!" I jokingly told him, as I checked the data on ‘Excel'.

"Really! I sort of thought you found me to be too macho," he rejoined.

"All no, I much prefer the rough types," I quipped.

"Well, that's all done and checked. How are you getting on?" I presently enquired.

"Yeah, me too, and we've got 30 minutes to spare," suggesting we do something in the meantime if we want to get paid for the full three hours.

Making his way over to me, Ray stooped down and asked me if I meant what I said about liking him and all. Deciding to have some flirtatious office fun, I indicated ‘of course,' without realising what I was getting myself into, only to have him grope my right tit, which is an ample 38C.

"Steady on, Ray!" I exclaimed, not bothering to remove his hand; instead expecting him to take the hint. But, I have to say, at the time it felt nice, especially as it had been four months since I was last felt up and had sex as a result.

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" I appealed to him, moving my hands to undo my blouse.

Noticing my compliancy, Ray released my breast and took over undoing my buttons, commenting on how firm they were as he moved each side of my chemise out of the way.

"Why don't you sit on the desk, Simone, then I can remove your blouse and bra and get a better look at them," Ray suggested.

Standing up, he then helped me to sit on the table and presently removed them. Then, moistening the thumb and forefinger of each hand, Ray clamped them to my nipples and gave each one more than a playful pull and pinch, the sensations of which sent a shock down to my pussy, which started a glowing feeling deep inside. Moving his hands, moments later, onto my breasts, he lowered his head to the right one, which he licked the areola of, grazing the tender and firm bud before covering it with his moist lips and suckling on it, much like I'd seen mothers breastfeed.

By now, the feelings inside me were becoming quite regular and intense, and as he finished teasing my left breast the same, I felt my climax grip me.

"No, Ray, please, don't stop, I want to cum," I lowly appealed to him.

"Don't worry, Simone, I've got just the very thing for that," he brashly intimated, no doubt suggesting his cock, and with that, he raised the front of my skirt up onto my waist and slid his hand under my black nylon thong.

"You're wet, aren't you, you naughty young thing. I take it you play with yourself a lot, to get in this state. None the mind, let's have these off and you can show me how; you don't want me telling anyone," he coerced, with an unabashed steely look towards me.

I was hooked, caught like a fish on a line. Passively, I undid my skirt, knowing full well that Ray would fuck me, and oh I so wanted him to. Helping me to lift it off, he folded it over my blouse, which he'd draped over a nearby chair along with my bra. Then, with his fingers sticky from having already frigged me, he whipped them on my right breast and nipple before licking and sucking it from me, prompting me to continue as he did.

Slowly moving my right hand into my panties, Ray pulled the material of my thong to one side so that he could watch. ‘Do it slow and sexy,' he indicated. Spreading my outer lips with my left hand, I fanned out those of my right and slid them up and down my exposed raw cunt flesh while Ray contributed to my self-pleasurement by teasing my clit with his once sticky fingers.

"How's that?" he soon asked, having noticed my breasts swell from my deep breathing while my hand motion became more fierce.

"Oh, oh yes, I'm gonna...oh, oh God, now, yes, here I cum," I almost shrieked at the end, my warm sticky juices covering my fingers as I jammed them into me to facilitate my orgasm.

"I know what you could do with now, Simone!" Ray exclaimed, and went off to one of the secretaries desks. Returning moments later carrying a vibrator, he lightly turned it on before handing it to me. Getting me to lay down, he then removed my damp panties and directed me to use the toy while he moved to near my head. Motioning my upper body to the edge of the desk, with me sliding the ‘buzzcock' up and down my slit, Ray took his hard cock out and nudged it against my cheek.

Turning my head towards him, I somehow welcomed it into my mouth, and as I directed the tip of the vibe onto my clit, I sucked and he fucked himself into me with austerity.

"Emngf, emngf," I mumbled, as Ray, with his hand on my head, motioned me back and forth on his cock, having since directed me to fuck myself with the toy. Once I had made myself cum, again, Ray removed his cock from my crudely fucked mouth and then moved between my legs.

"Let me feel you," he sneered, moving my hand as I still had hold of the toy, away. Having felt how wet I was, Ray exclaimed: "That'll do for what you want. Next time I'll try your sweet little ass, I bet that's ripe virgin territory." And with that, he took a hold of my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the table before thrusting his cock into my open wet cunt.

"Fuck, you bastard! Oh fuck, Ray, more, fuck my aching cunt," I cried out, as his brute forcefulness had me teetering on the edge of another climax.

"You like that, then, Simone, like having your cunt splayed and harshly fucked?" Ray goaded me, as he speared his cock into me with aplomb.

"Yes, talk dirty to me, Ray, tell me what a filthy slut cunt I am," I obscenely appealed to him, as my orgasm started to well up inside me.

"Yes, Simone, you really are a dirty slut and one that needs her cunt mercilessly fucked, you cock sucking whore," he crudely admonished before presently taking himself from me.

Pulling me up from the table, Ray had me turn around and bend over it, my body shivering as my taught nipples touched the cold surface. "Spread your ass cheeks, Simone, you're about to get seriously fucked," he insisted.

Responding quickly to his demand, I braced myself to receive his hard erection in my backside, only to then feel the lightly buzzing toy press against my anus for a brief spell before he eased it inside me; and it did go in rather easily.

"Ohh fuck, Ray, that's lovely. Is this what it feels like with a cock?" I asked, as I half consciously moved myself back on it.

Easing more of the toy into my receptive rectum, when I had all but that which Ray had a hold of inside me, he poked his dick into my pussy and started fucking me, all the while directing the vibrator down, so that it resonated through the thin dividing membrane and against the cock in my cunt.

"Oh FUCK, yes, Ray, that, that, like that, fuck my ass, fuck my cunt and ass," I almost screamed, as the most powerful orgasm blazed through my entire body, my toes curling to begin with, then my calves, knees and thighs trembled as did my upper body, the coldness on my breasts and nipples tempered by the warm hard cock in my cunt; the core of my elation.

"Fuck, Ray, I'm gonna cum...God, Ray I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming," I said with a groan. And as my fluids drained out of my gaping pussy, Ray took the toy from my asshole and jammed his cock deep into my open cunt. "Oh Christ, yeees!" I exclaimed. "Huh, huh, huh," I frantically gasped afterwards.

Having himself not yet cum, Ray took a hold of my left arm, spun me around and pushed me to kneel on the floor. "Show me what a talented cocksucker you are, Simone," he rejoined.

Holding his turgid erection, slick with my sticky juices, I slatternly licked the head under his watchful supervision before taking it between my lips and sucking back and forth on it until Ray was ready to cum; whereupon, having taken it from me, he had me hold my mouth open and shot his load inside, some of which landed on my lips and chin, which he then directed me to lick off before returning his cock to my mouth to suck dry. That's Ray, and he never did get around to fucking my ass; thank God.

With Kevin having told me the meal would take about 30 minutes to prepare and cook, I took a quick shower to clean of the sweat from the recent exertion. Soon dry, all over, I put on a black thong and bra, followed by a black pleated skirt, a maroon blouse and black strappy heels. Although applying minimal make-up to my face, I otherwise covered my lips with a reddish stick before collecting my door key and going over to Kevin's apartment.

"Emn, that smells nice," I remarked, closing his front door, which he had left open, behind me.

Following the aromatic smell, I made my way to the kitchen. There I noticed that Kevin had also changed into black flannel trousers and a white shirt with a green diagonal stripe pattern repeated around it. On turning around, I saw that the pattern across where it was buttoned up matched, while at the front of his trousers there was a slight bulge. ‘Oh, how cute', I thought, before asking if I could help.

"I take it you're not vegetarian?" he asked.

"Oh God, no, Kevin, meat for me every time. I just love having it between my lips...in my mouth," I said, quickly correcting myself; still thinking of Ray earlier, and having noticed Kevin's no doubt meatiness.

"What about cutlery?" I proffered, and directing me to a draw I took out a knife and fork for each of us, placing them on the table just as he served up two bowls of sweet and sour chicken with rice, vegetables and fruit: grilled tomato, pineapple pieces, and mixed peppers, the latter of which, he stir fried in a wok along with sliced mushrooms and diced carrot.

Sat opposite one another, we soon got chatty between the food and the sparkling wine he had chosen for the meal. Asking me about my job, he being a paralegal, I told him that I worked for an accountancy firm.

"By all accounts, excuse the unintentional pun, Simone, what with all the numbers and such, I've always believed accountants were boring, stuffy types," Kevin said, smiling pleasantly.

"True, some of those I've worked with are, but I wouldn't count myself amongst them," I elucidated.

Having soon finished the exquisite meal, Kevin, after pouring the remainder of the refreshing wine into our glasses, put the bowls and cutlery in the dishwasher for later.

"Emn, that was most enjoyable," I commended. "And thank you for your help earlier, it was much appreciated. Question is, Kevin, how is this otherwise boring, stuffy accountant going to repay you?" I proffered, beckoning him to me with a crooked finger.

Doing my biding, Kevin stood just to my left, his bulge even more prominent as it strained against his almost tight pants. And as I gazed up into his eyes to see his reaction, I moved my right hand towards it; immediately feeling him move under my warm soft touch.

Presently moulding my hand around his cock, I gently caressed it with an up and down, almost circular motion, which encouraged his phallus to become noticeably firmer. "I take it you'd like to put this somewhere warm, and where might that be, exactly?" I said, moving my hand to his trouser fly and slowly easing it down.

"Emn, looks like I was wrong about you, Simone," remarked Kevin, as I removed his warm long manhood from his pants. "Here, let me take these off," Kevin suggested, as I stroked the shaft and wet my lips in readiness to devour him. After quickly undoing his trouser belt and clasp, he dropped them to the floor along with his underpants.

"That's better. Now where would you like me to put your cock?" I again asked teasingly, as I directed the head towards my lingering open mouth.

"Put, put your lips around it," Kevin said hesitantly.

"Oh no, I want to taste you first, Kevin," I told him, noticing some pre-cum had oozed out onto the velvety textured head.

Part extending my tongue, I moved closer and teased it around the glands, sweeping up his sticky essence before taking it between my lips and gently sucking on it for a short while. After that, and holding his erection against his groin, I ran my tongue up and down the underside of his shaft several times before trailing it down to his scrotum, where I then teased his balls for awhile, making the sack moist with my tongue before eventually lovingly sucking on each one as I stroked my hand up and down Kevin's immense manhood.

Afterwards, and wanting him to cum, I returned his warm pulsating cock head to my mouth, and as I bobbed my head back and forth along it, I caressed his balls with my left hand while, with the other one inside my damp thong, I started to play with myself.

"Emngh, emngh," I murmured, encouraged by his hand on my head, which I gratefully welcomed as mine went to work on my rigid stalk. Then moments later, as I felt myself cum, Kevin unloaded his hot sticky spunk in my mouth.

"Emnn, emnn," I moaned continually, tasting his saltiness on my tongue as spurt after spurt from his cock monster coated the walls of my mouth.

Licking my lips of the small amount that had seeped onto them, I remarked to Kevin how lovely he tasted before suggesting we go somewhere more comfortable (his bedroom), so that he could, of course, return the pleasure and then give me his cock in my now aching cunt, but not before he'd removed his shoes, trousers and pants.

Extending his hand afterwards, I stood up from the chair. Then taking hold of Kevin's wilting cock, rather than his hand, he guided me towards his ‘playroom'. Upon entering, it was much as I've come to expect from the men with whom I've had sex. A chest of draws for jumpers and the rest, a medium size wardrobe - doubtless with several suits in it, yet no TV or DVD player; that I could see, anyway; and a pair of matching cabinets either side of a voluptuous bed.

"You know I want you inside me, Kevin," I said coyly, while giving a gentle stroke on his cock. "But you need to work for it. Then, if you're really good and pleasing, I might just let you have my ass," I intimated with an alluring smile as I drew him closer for a kiss.

"Emn, do you like how you taste?" I said afterwards. "Don't worry, my pussies quite nice, once you get there," I added, as I undid my blouse and then offered him my breasts.

"Would you care to spank my ass as well?" I suggested with a playful smile, as I continued with my sexy talk. And as I unclipped my bra, I gave him a coy, unassuming smile. "Just let me get comfortable on your lovely bed, and then you can get stuck in."

With my legs sprawled out on the bottom half of the bed's fluffy cover, I extended both hands to Kevin and drew him to me. Reclining slightly as he crawled nearer, rather like a cat going for it's milk (there's irony for you - an accountant joke), Kevin stroked around my midriff as well as my naval, causing me to be lightly tickled but without my showing it. From there, and part crouching over my right side, he drew his fingertips up before skirting them to and fro beneath each breast in turn, causing me to jolt with expectation as he swept them along my cleavage before finally coming to rest on my heaving left breast.

"They're nice and firm," Kevin remarked, presently caressing both before settling on my rubbery nipples.

Taking each one in turn into his mouth, Kevin licked the teat while he applied a smooth sucking, almost massaging sensation with his moist lips for quite some while before he then lightly pressed his teeth against the swollen nub and slowly motioned his head from side to side, grazing it, thereby causing a warm fluent sensation to sear down to my moist pussy, which resounded in my brain.

"Oh fuck, yes, more," I responded fervently, as increased waves of pleasure took me over.

Presently with my other firm nipple between his teeth, Kevin, led part beside me, moved my moist thong to one side and stroked my now rigid clit, soon causing all manner of sensations to sweep through my responsive body.

"Yes, yes, Kevin, like that, make me cum," I said encouragingly.

Somehow manoeuvring himself, and still with my ripe swollen bud between his clenched teeth, Kevin eased the fingers of his free hand into my horny moist cunt while he tenderly teased the rigid tip of my clitoris.

"Emn, oh fuck, yes, Kevin, more, like that, please," I continued encouraging him, as I once more felt my climatic sensations well up inside me. "Emn, God, I want you inside me, Kevin, I want to feel your lovely long cock pounding my cunt," I appealed to him, even though he had not, as yet, tongued my moist slit.

Presently helping me off with my skirt and thong, Kevin eased my thighs up out and back. Still with his shirt and socks on, he moved between my thighs and lowered his head towards my humid pussy, the lips of which I opened up for him in readiness.

"Emmn, lick my cunt, Kevin, bury your tongue in my sweet honey pot," I cried out wantonly.

Extending his tongue, he teasingly flicked just the tip, and only the tip, over my exposed raw sex, causing me to jolt and tremble in response to his exquisite expert touch.

"Yes, Kevin, more, like that, now my clit, make me cum," I cried feverishly, as I felt my climax begin to rise.

With his fingers soon moist, as he moved his tongue to my exposed stalk I noticed his fingers trail down to my perineum. Then, as he tantalised my clit with the tip of his tongue, I felt two of his fingers probe my puckered anus. Relaxing myself, he soon eased them past my otherwise tight anal ring, where I'm sure he was hoping eventually to feed his cock; who am I to deny him, what with the pleasure he's instilling in me.

"Yes, finger-fuck my ass, Kevin," I emboldened, almost quietly, as he set about sucking my rigid stalk.

"Emn, that'll do," I presently said, my body tingling from head to toe. "Give me your cock, Kevin, fuck your broad sword into me, fill me up with it," I beseeched him.

Moving up on me, his lips and chin glistening from my juices, I moved my legs up and out, offering up my aching cunt for him to fill, and fill it he did. Kevin, having slipped the head inside me, thrust himself into me with one forceful jolt, causing my breath to expel sharply from my lips, and my body sink into the mattress and spring back up on his cock.

"Yes, like that, fuck me like that," I said, though he needed no encouragement from me.

After making me again cum, Kevin returned to my pussy and diligently licked my pussy. "Oh, Kevin, you don't need to, but by God that's lovely," I extolled as he continued to feast on me.

Turning me on my side, once he'd finished, I drew him towards me and kissed him, sucking his lips and tongue in order to get a taste of myself as he positioned my right leg so that it was in a sitting position, and then, still kissing, managed to kneel over my straight left leg.

"Emng, emng," I murmured, in anticipation of what was next.

With his mighty cock presently sheathed in my moist pussy, Kevin began a slow back and forth motion, all the while stroking my clit with his right hand. Having again gasped, and released his lips, he moved my right leg up onto his left shoulder and his mouth over my right breast; sucking the flesh and licking the nipple.

"Yes, yes, Kevin, make me cum, oh God yes, make me cuuuum," I cried, with a guttural sound at the end as my body went into spasm and convulsed under the multiple stimulation afforded my breast, clit and cunt.

"God, your cocks amazing, Kevin, but you know where I want it, deep inside my tight little asshole," I said, with fire, hunger and determination in my eyes as I gazed up at him.

Moving my hand to his sticky cock, I part wrapped my fingers around it, noticing as I did how thick it now was. Taking it from my pussy, and relying on my juices being sufficient lubrication, I motioned the head towards my puckered anus and soon had it in me.

"Emnn, yesss," I sighed, before releasing it. "Go easy with me, Kevin, I've only ever had a toy in my ass before, and not one as thick as you, although your cock, thankfully, is not as solid as one," I elucidated.

"Would you prefer to be knelt up, Simone, you know, on your hands and knees?" he pleasantly suggested.

"Maybe after, Kevin, I'm too horny to move right at this moment," I said, moving my right hand to ease myself open for him.

After a short while, and with little of the pain I had envisaged I would get, Kevin had his entire cock deep in my anus, his balls hanging down and brushing my lower left buttock. Slowly drawing back, he then pushed forward, commencing a smooth rhythmic like fuck to begin with before reaming my ass with moderate alacrity.

"Oh, Kevin, yes, like that, fuck me like that," I emboldened, his fingers stirring my pussy while his thumb managed to tease my exposed sticky clit.

"I want you to fuck me like a bitch, ram your cock into me hard and deep," I soon told him.

No sooner had he taken himself from me, than I knelt on all fours, my shapely ass sticking up invitingly to him. Knelt up himself, I then felt his hand playfully, yet firmly, spank each of my buttocks in turn, causing me to emit a contented moan with each slap.

"Again," I wantonly told him; whereupon, I received another on each cheek.

"Thank you, Kevin," I said lustfully, looking back over my shoulder at him.

"I now want you to grab my hair and ride me, I want to feel your groin slapping against my ass as you nail it, then I want you to cum inside me, fill my ass up with your hot creamy spunk." I was determined to show him I was anything but his preconceived notion that I was just another stuffy accountant; anything but, he now realised.

"Here's me thinking you were a straight laced young woman, only to realise, in one afternoon, that I'm living next door to a slut," Kevin remarked.

"Yes, and don't you forget it when your fucking my lovely tight slut asshole, Kevin," I rejoined, flicking my long raven hair back for him to take a hold of.

For the next however length of time, Kevin didn't disappoint. Sinking my shoulders onto the bed and having me put the fingers of my right hand into my pussy, he ‘bitch' fucked my ass while pulling my hair with one hand and twisting a nipple with the other.

During his pleasured onslaught of my anus, I lost count of the amount of times he made me climax, that said, and with my fingers pumping my pussy, I managed to ‘squirt', as Kevin later informed me, culminating in a most powerful body orgasm, the like of which I had never before experienced, and one which facilitated Kevin's climax as he fired spurt after spurt of his warm sticky cock cream into my well fucked asshole.

As I lay on my back in a contented heap, I realised to myself, as I sucked Kevin's cock dry, living next door to him would be anything but boring.