Sitting at the table, I watched as Tommy finished the dinner I had made. I smiled at his enjoyment over his favorite meal of Steak and potatoes. He had just got a promotion to night shift supervisor, and while it would cut down on our time together, the pay raise was more than welcome. "We will make this work, and it will only be a couple of hours you normally get to see me." He said finishing his meal. I smiled and nodded, "As long as we still get to fool around, that is fine." Standing up, he was 5'9'', 160 lbs, black hair and brown eyes. He was handsome. Most of my friends assured me I was lucky to have someone like him.
Walking over to me, he took my hand and pulled me upwards to kiss him. I was 5'11'' tall and height was never an issue for him. It was one of the things that made me love him. Things I thought were flaws were not issues or were turn ons for him. For example, My 34E breasts were a little uneven, one nipple pointed up and the other down. I hated my tits, but he loved them. My labia hung below my lips and I was self-conscious of it, but he loved to lick and suck them when he went down on me.
He led me to our bedroom and ordered me to undress. I had anticipated this. I quickly slid the sweater dress over my head, with nothing under it. I knew it turned him on when I went without. As he pulled his shirt over his head, I dropped to my knees and quickly undid his belt and freed his cock from his pants. 6 inches of dick was in my hands and I went to work. Slow at first, I liked the underside, stimulating him. I listened as he moaned. Drawing his head to my lips, I tightened my pucker and pushed his penis through. Using my tongue, I lathered the shaft with saliva was he was fully in my mouth. With speed, I quickly started to slurp his cock as my head went back in forth. I reached up with my hand and gently fondled his balls, while I stroked his shaft with the other as it exited and entered my mouth. It was not but a couple of seconds later, that he let loose with out warning, coating my tonsils and mouth with the creamy goodness.
Standing up, I swallowed all that he had given me and ordered him to lay on the bed. Straddling his chest, I lowered my breasts to his face and let him devour each one. I needed to give him time to recover, and I wanted my pussy eaten.
As I moved forward, he prepared for me to sit on his face. I had shaved my pussy to make sure he would take it. As his mouth hit my labia, I became to feel the joy spreading through my body. I rocked my hips back and forth, smearing my juices and smell across his face. It took a little bit, Tommy wasn't as skilled at this as I was at sucking his cock, but my orgasm started to build. Leaning back, I gave him better access and I reached for his cock, making sure it was going to be ready for the main event. I gripped hit and tried my best to pump life back into it. As it responded, my orgasm hit, sending shockwaves through my body.
As it subsided, I collapsed backwards, legs still bent under his shoulder. He chuckled a little and patted my leg so I would roll over. It took a second, but I was able to gain my strength. I rolled onto my back and Tommy mounted me. I draped one of my long legs over his shoulder and the other around his waist.
He drove his member into me and I felt his pelvic bone slam into mine. It felt perfect. As he began to pump faster, he started to focus on my nipples. First he played with droopy and then he went to my over achieving nipple. I could feel another orgasm coming, but Tommy let loose first, and collapsed onto me. Sensing he had left the job undone, he offered to finger me, but I ordered him to keep sucking my tits as I reached down to finish the job.
I had never actually had him bring me to orgasm during sex. He could eat pussy better than anyone I imagined, but he only ever almost got me there. This is how most nights ended. Me playing with my clit and him sucking on my tits until I came.
Finishing, I laid there as he apologized for not finishing me. I smiled and told him it was ok, that the 1st one is always the most important, and that was why he ate my pussy so much. As I got up to clean up, his cum ran down my legs and dripped out onto the floor. I would have to clean that up later. I quickly wiped off and crawled back into bed.
"Loni, I have to go out of town for a week. Are you going to be ok?" he asked. Part of the promotion required training starting tomorrow at the home office. I nodded. "It isn't like you have not left me to do training before. Its only a week. Try to save some of that cum for when you get back."
Suddenly he shot up, "Did you take your birth control?" I nodded with a smile. Took the last one this morning. We are ok. I'll get the refill tomorrow after work."
The following day, I kissed my husband good bye and went to work. Because I dropped him off at the airport. I arrived at work earlier than normal, and to my surprise, the CEO, Jamis Smith was already there. "Good morning Mr. Smith." I announced as I arrived at his door. He had played college football as a running back. He was pretty good from what I had been told. He had some trophy on his shelf to prove it. He was 6'2'', 215 pounds of pure muscle. He worked out religiously. He was also very attractive. Every single female in the office wanted to have a shot at him, but the women that paraded in and out of his office, women who he no question was fucking, were way out of anyone's league that worked here. His brown skin accented his blue eyes. "Morning Loni. Hey can you come in here, I want to talk to you about a couple of things."
I started to get a pad and pen and he stopped me. "It isn't that type of conversation, more of a personal one." Walking into the office, I closed the solid oak door behind him. Looking around the room, it was elegant. I had been in there a million times, so I wasn't sure why I was paying attention now. A window behind his desk looked out onto a nature preserve and river. "Please sit." He asked.
I took a seat and he continued, "You look nice today." I smiled. I had worn a shorter than usual skirt and a white blouse that was transparent if the light hit it right. I had done it for Tommy so he could have some fun before he left. It dawned on me at that moment, my bra and panties were in my bag. I had meant to put them on in the bathroom after getting here. Casually, I moved my arm to cover my hardening nipples. This room was always a little cold. I felt a tinge of embarrassment run through my body. My areolas were brown and there was no way he could have missed them. I also pulled at my skirt as it rode up to just above mid thighs. Putting my legs together and angling them, I just hoped my pussy was not exposed.
"Tommy get off ok?" he asked. I tensed at the question. Did he know that I sucked his cock before he left. I pretended to yawn to make sure no remnants were at the sides of my mouth. "I know him being away is always a worry, but don't worry, planes are safer than cars now days." He added. I smiled and relaxed a little. "He did." I answered. "Good, well what I called you in here about was your position." The worry must have shown across my face because he quickly added, "no.. no.. it isn't what you think. I actually want you to become a manager. I need someone to be over all the assistants. You will still do your job, but also coordinate assignments and oversee the Officer's pool. It will take on a bit of training also, so we will have HR get with you to help you. Pay raise should be about 15-20K. "
I was so shocked I forgot about my current situation and jumped up. In doing so, my skirt, which was already too high up, rode up further exposing my pussy. The cold air that hit my nipples made them instantly erect and I saw my boss's eyes grown ten times wider. A large grin spread across his face and he turned a little so he was not staring, letting me have a little dignity that from what I had just lost.
I quickly fixed the problem and apologized. He turned his attention back to me and nodded, "Tommy is a very lucky man. You will have to forgive me for not getting up to shake you hand at the moment." I blushed deeply. "Sorry, I was going to..." I started before he interrupted, "No need to explain. You have seen and heard more than enough of my dalliances over the years." I chuckled a little, "yes sir. I have." He smiled, "So fair is fair, we are on even ground now."
As I got up, he stopped me. "There is just one last thing. I have to go to a dinner tonight. I would like you to attend if Tommy is alright with it. There are going to be topics discussed that I will need to remember and honestly, I am not good at these things once the champagne rolls out."
"I will check, but I have nothing to wear." I answered. "I have a couple of dresses from the manufacturing floor that you can try on. Company will provide everything. You just have to agree and we can go after work." I nodded and excused myself to go change.
Calling Tommy, I explained my promotion and left out the details about the meeting. He was exciting. "So, there is another thing. Mr. Smith would like to have me attend an event to record information tonight. Are you ok with that?" I asked. Tommy paused for a second and spoke, "Yeah, I mean, its work. Take a cab back to the office and you will be fine." I smiled, told him I loved him and that I would talk to him tomorrow.
At the end of the day, I walked into Mr. Smith's office and awaited his instructions. "ok, yeah, there is the dress, and I had one of the ladies down stairs bring everything up with it that you would need. They said they knew your sizes. Its in the bathroom. I knew who he was talking about. Rhonda was the buyer down stairs. Because of my shape and size she used me from time to time for things she wanted to purchase, that she did not have a model to try them on. At 34e-28-32, I filled out a dress well she said.
Pulling the black sequined dress from the hanger, I saw a note attached. "Sorry girl, no undies with this one. Have fun, you'll knock them dead." The note bothered me. I stripped and stepped into the dress. I looked into the mirror and saw what I was wearing. The dress was form fitting from the waist down and was backless. The halter top was really only two strips of thin material that crossed in the front, barely covering my breasts. Both the inner and outer portions were exposed and you could see my underboob if you were standing beside me. I sighed in frustration. I did not feel comfortable wearing this dress, it showed too much and I did not want there to be any impression Mr. Smith was something more than my boss.
I sucked it up though and quickly fixed my hair so that it was up. Slipping into the 4 inch heels, I walked out of the bathroom to find Mr. Smith in all but his briefs. "Oh, sorry", I said trying to shield my eyes. He looked at me and whistled. "Tommy is a very lucky man." He then laughed, "I guess you are one up on me again." I moved my hand and quickly surveyed him. His body was perfection, but the shock was when I reached his midsection. A large bulge, which looked like a small python coiled up, was contained in the thin fabric. My gawking was short lived. He quickly dressed and escorted me down to his car. As we sped along the roads in the luxury sports car, we bounced up and down, which caused issues with my boobs staying put. "You look very nice. I promise to keep the creeps away." He said quietly. I thanked him and was soon arrived.
The night was nothing special. It was a black tie affair. I kept close to Mr. Smith's side and listened to everything being said. There would be a lot to record later. As the night wore on, the champagne continued to flow. Mr. Smith was on his 9th or 10th glass and I had drank 4 or 5. "Lets dance." Mr. Smith said taking my hand.
The music slowed and he pulled me in close. In heels, I was as tall as he was. "You look fucking hot tonight." He said. I blushed, "Thank you Mr." but he interrupted, "Jamis." He ordered, "I have had no more than 10 people ask if I was fucking you or if you were available." I smiled at the statement. "If you weren't married, I would have my way with you." He continued. "If I was more drunk, then you probably could regardless." I laughed. I could feel his large cock starting to harden against my pelvis. My body reacted to the feeling and my pussy began to flood with juices.
As another tray of champagne passed, Jamis reached up and took two, "here you go. No use in not keeping our buzz." He said as the song ended. We took a short break and finished our drinks and then another round, then he drug me back out onto the floor again. The song was again slow and he took liberties this time, rubbing his hands along my body as we danced. Every few moments he would either run his hand down my backside and graze the top of the crack of my ass, which was only a few cm below the dress line, or gently brush the side of my breasts. "I bet you a neatly trimmed." He said quietly in my ear. I blushed and laughed as I reached around the back of his neck. Leaning into his ear I whispered, "Just a tiny whisp above my slit. I bet you are clean shaven, cock and balls."
I don't' know what had got into me, but my lust had taken over. "Why don't we get out of here and you can find out." He said pulling me from the dance floor. As we left, he took two more glasses and I downed one immediately and slowly drank the other in the elevator.
Getting off at the third floor, he said, "I have an office in this building, come on." He lead me quickly through the hallway until we reached an office suit. He opened it and turned the lights on. Overlooking the street below, there was nothing in the office except for a bed.
He spun me around and grabbed the inside of my top, pulling them to the outside, exposing my large tits. "Jesus woman, you have some fucked up boobs. Don't' worry though, Daddy will take care of those." He lowered his mouth to one and began to lick and suck on it. My body reacted, the nipple hardened in his mouth. Pinching it between his teeth he flicked his tongue over it. He began to work the other nipple, tweaking and pulling on it. The pain was new, but wanted. My legs were coated in my own pussy juices.
Reaching down, I attempted to free his black cock from his pants. It took a try or two, but finally, his pants fell to the ground and he stepped out of them. He forced me to my knees and pulled the enormous black snake out. It was at full attention and was at least 10 inches long and wide as a pop can. Taking it in one hand, he pushed it to my lips and with his other hand forced my head to go forward. Slowly I tired to take it into my mouth. It was huge. I could feel him undoing my top, and it falling to the ground. "Use those fucking huge tits." He ordered. I leaned backwards a little and pulled them up to wrap around his cock. Not much of his cock was in my mouth and he did not like it, so he forced my head forward as he thrusted. Another four inches entered. That was all I was getting, or so I thought.
As he pushed forward, he managed another two inches. 7 of the ten were in my mouth now. I worked back and forth as much as I could. As I reached up and fondled his balls, he tensed and exploded. Cum coated my mouth, throat and everything. There was too much of it. I could not take it all. Cum leaked out of the sides of my mouth and coated his cock. I fell backwards and he laughed a little.
He pulled me up and took me over to the bed. Pulling my dress up, he bunched it around my waist. "Fucking yes.. a bald white pussy, my favorite. Let me show you what a black cock can do to one of these." He was not a gentle lover. His cock was not hard, but was not limp. He positioned it at my small pussy opening and looked down. Those meatflaps of yours are about to get a work out. Entering me, I felt my cunt fight against the size. I had used a dildo once, but it was nothing compared to this. It hurt, but in a good way. My juices glistened on my thighs and now coated his cock. Picking up the pace, he was now forcing almost all of his length and girth into me, and to my surprise I was taking it.
I wrapped my legs around him, opening up my pelvis to take his onslaught. I felt his cock harden inside me and fill me. He bottomed out in my pussy at his pelvis and said, "That's right you stupid white bitch, you are now this black mans white whore... What do you think about that." I was too busy bucking against him, taking more and more, experiencing a whole new level of pleasure, "I'm your slut you black thug. Fuck me like you would one of those ghetto bitches I see you bringing in. They aren't any where as good as this single use white pussy is, are they?"
He grunted in agreement as I came. Squirting all over him, I doused him and covered his midsection. "I bet that never happened before.. That's what a black cock does." I couldn't argue. Tonight was a night of firsts. He continued as he lowered himself to my tits and began sucking.
Over the next 10 minutes, I came four more times. Finally, Jamis tensed and started pumping harder. Everything in me was being shaken with the thrusts. On the final one, he exploded. I am not sure, but the amount of cum he had dumped into my mouth was nothing compared to my pussy. It seemed to go one for another 2-3 minutes. When he finally pulled out, he sat on his knees and looked down. Pulling his phone out, he took a picture of me. Cum draining from my pussy, tits mauled, cum dried on my face and lips. I laid there. He stood up and I could see the my frothy cum on his now limp shaft. I felt his ejaculate draining out of me in large globs. I struggled to stand up.
As I steadied myself, his cum continued to drain down my legs. He took my hand and led me to the window. Reaching back, I stroked his cock and found that he was hard again. "What did you take." I huffed. He laughed, "Maybe that pussy cuck husband has to take something, but me, this is years of training.
Pressing me against the glass, my face was against a black strip on the window. My tits and pussy were not however. He spread my legs with his hand and reinserted himself into my now destroyed twat. "That's more like it. Loosened it up. When I looked a little while ago, you had a big gapping hole." He mused.
He began to pump with force again, so much so he was lifting me up so I was impaled on his cock. It hurt but I did not care. I was his stupid white slut and he was my black master. The friction between the glass and my swollen clit caused me to orgasm again. Coupled with the building orgasm from his large cock destroying my pussy, the gspot orgasm exploded shortly after, coating the window. He laughed as he pulled out and moved his dick a little distance back.
My ass had been a virgin until tonight. That changed in an instance when a 10 inch cock slammed into it. I gasped in pain for a little bit but that pain turned to ecstasy. His assault on my ass was no less intense than on my pussy. It did not take as long for him to come however, as he coated the third orifice of the night with his seed.
He pressed up against me, forcing me to the window. Looking down, he laughed. "Loni, you put on a show. People are clapping." I forced my head to look down and laughed, "I guess we did." He withdrew from my ass and took two steps back. I collapsed to the ground and huffed and puffed. "Well girl, you earned your promotion. Don't worry, now that I know how great of a fuck you are, I am going to work you into my rotation." I nodded in agreement. I was going to have to have this in my life from here on out. "you stupid white bitches love a black cock. I don't understand why we didn't just breed the white people out when we they brought us over." He said as he began to dress.
"Oh, and the dress is going to come out of your bonus." He continued, "Unless you can be a better fuck. I mean, you are ok, but Linda and Rhonda are much better."
Jamis left the room and I laid on the ground. It was Friday night and my husband was not at home. Covered in cum and leaking from every hole, I should have felt ashamed. I had just cheated on my husband, I had just been used like a common street whore by my boss. But I had also just had the best sex of my life.
Slowly, I got up and cleaned up. I looked at the mattress and the globs of cum and wet stains on it. It dawned on me that I was not the first person to be taken here, and he had probably not changed that sheet. Taking the corner, I dug it deep into my pussy, gathering cum on it. I laughed as I drug the corner over the sheets, writing my name. It was dry and everyone would know how much he had fucked me.
I arrived home a couple of hours later. My husband had left a message wishing me a good night, which it had definitely been, and telling me he loved me. I crawled into bed and fell asleep.
The next morning I awoke and went to take my birth control pills. As I opened the container dread hit me. I had not taken one in two days. I had just been fucked and filled with what felt like a gallon of cum by my black boss. If I was pregnant, I was in real trouble.
A sound broke my terror. It was the phone. I picked it up and answered, "Loni, its Jamis. I need you to meet me at my boat, your services are needed."
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