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A New Story.
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A New Story. I wrote a new story. Here's part of it since I always tend to get carried away when I write. The New Boss It's a new day, and we have a new boss starting so the tensions are high throughout the office. We all look up over the tops of our cubicles to see when the upper management walk the new supervisor in. All we've been told is that the new boss has a lot of experience, and brings a ton of knowledge to help us be more efficient in our daily workload. I wonder how strict things will become since every new supervisor has their own ways of doing things, and can be really hard to deal with when they try to change everything right away instead of finding out the ways that we are required to do things. I take a phone call while trying to keep an eye out, but I hear some of the girls around me saying that our new supervisor is a woman. Not really surprising considering the field this is which is basically customer service. By the time I'm able to look the door to the office is closed, and I can't see anything through the tiny slit of a window in the door that is way across the room full of cubicles. All I can see is that the light is on, and someone is moving around inside. Around eleven I receive an IM telling me to report to the office as soon as I'm off the phone. The call drags on, and my stress level grows by the second. I wonder why I'm being called in, but I can't dwell on it. Maybe we are all being called in one by one to meet the new supervisor? I'll find out soon. The call drags out for fifteen minutes before I'm able to put myself on hold. Then I take a deep breath, and walk to the office. I open the door, and walk in to see a woman in her fifties sitting there typing on the computer. She is very feminine looking with shoulder length blond hair, and a navy blue business dress on. She stands up smiling, and offers her hand. I shake it as she tells me that her name is Lori, and that I can call her by her first name. "Michele?" She says sitting back down. I nod as I sit there nervously. "I hear a lot of good things about you. I'm looking forward to working with you and the team to try to alleviate some of the things that are bogging down the workload. The VP Kevin says that you're the go to person to learn the newest program that was installed a few weeks ago, and that you have the best understanding of the old program too. He also says that you don't mind working a few extra hours when needed. Is that true?" "I don't mind working extra, but it's hard for me to do during the week. I can usually come in a bit early, but with my it's often difficult. I'm only here this early today because I had to switch shifts with another girl so I can go to my 's recital at school tonight." "That's right; you work the late shift here. That's going to be an issue. What are your feelings about working weekends?" "I'm okay with that so long as nothing is happening." "Good. I'm glad to hear that. It's going to take a few days to get things in order, and to get authority into the system. How about this Saturday? We can start whenever you'd like." "That works for me. I usually start around eleven on the weekends, and then work until four. Is that okay? I ask. "The eleven works fine, but there is a lot I need to learn about things here. Do you have problems about working longer if need be?" "Nope. I can work as long as needed." "Very good then. We'll figure Saturday at eleven. I'll set it up." I go back to my desk, and the girls around me just look at me curiously. I smile whispering that she seems nice. Then one by one the rest of the team is called in, and introduced to Lori. We all agree that she seems nice, and we are all surprised that she's not out to change everything. Saturday comes quick, and before I know it I'm sitting at my desk waiting for my computer to boot up. Lori walks in carrying a bag, and goes into her office before coming by me. She sets the bag on my desk, and pulls out doughnuts offering me some. I take one as my slow PC boots into the system. She sits close beside me. "Does it always take this long?" She asks. "No. It usually takes longer. For some reason my computer has never worked very well, and IT can't figure out why." It boots just as I finish my doughnut, and I sign into the system. I activated my phone, and put myself as training so no calls come to me. "Show me the new system, and then we'll tackle the old one some other day. I need to know the ins and outs of the entire system." I give her the new person tour of the program answering her questions along the way. She sits so close that she brushes up against my right arm often, but her<b> perfume </font></b>smells nice so I'm good with it. It's almost three by the time I begin to show her the nuances of the program where it's lacking in efficiency, and offer suggestions on how to improve it as I explain the whys, whats, and who does what. She takes notes off to the side on my computer using the IM program. I just move to the side when she types. At four she asks if I'm good with staying yet, and I tell her that I am. She tells me to write down all the things I'd like to see different with the system, and all the things that I like. Then to compare it with the old system that we were using. She goes into her office as I begin to type, and it's maybe five minutes before she calls me in. "What can I help you with?" I ask as I walk in. "I can't access the messages that I sent myself from your computer. What am I doing wrong?" I step beside her, and look at the screen. "You sent it to the wrong folder. I'll have to use my computer to resend the messages to the right place." She follows me to my desk, and watches close as I resend her messages. I feel her breasts pressing against my right shoulder and arm, but I ignore it the best I can. It's not easy since she is rather well endowed, and they feel so soft. I have always had a curious side to me, and her closeness is piquing it. She rests her left hand on my left shoulder as I refile things before sending. She reaches over me to point at the screen asking questions about the files. I feel her pressing so tight against me, and I feel her hand so gently touching the back of my neck as she strokes my hair saying how soft and thick it is. I hit send, and tell her that she should be able to access it now on her computer. She thanks me, and returns to her office. I sit back, and feel the heat that has built up between my legs. Her soft feminine features, and her likable demeanor are enough to make me think of her more as a friend than a supervisor, but I'm surprised that I'm thinking of her as more. Not her per se, but the entire mood of the moment. If that makes any sense? Again she calls me in after a few minutes. I return to her, and she tells me that she can't find the messages. I stand beside her, and watch as she looks through file after file. I don't know what she's doing wrong so I ask if I can just try it myself, and she sits back letting me. I lean in to type, but she doesn't back away. Instead I have to lean against her to reach the keyboard. My left breast presses against her shoulder as I begin to open the proper files. I explain what I'm doing as I do it. In about a minute I have the proper file open, and all of her messages are in queue. "Thank you Michele, you are a life saver!" She says standing up and hugging me. She hugs me tight, and I feel her pressing against me. My nipples harden with the closeness, and I feel myself growing embarrassed. By the time she lets go I also feel the heat has built back up between my legs. She looks at me for a minute after she releases me. I see her smile, and I look down to see my nipples are standing like sentinels poking through my blouse. I feel my face blush. "Don't be ashamed girl. I liked it too." She says throwing me off guard. Before I know it she has my left nipple between her fingers, and is pinching it firmly but gently. I hear myself moan as my body reacts by pushing my breast toward her. She grabs my right nipple, and my knees grow weak. I swoon, and she pushes me back toward her desk. I sit on the edge as she gently pinches and twists them as she stares into my eyes. "Have you ever been with a woman before?" She asks me. I shake my head because words aren't coming to mind. "I've been with a few, but nobody like you. I find you beautiful and captivating. I can be very dominating when I set my mind to something so forgive me if I'm too forward." She then leans in and kisses me on the lips. I don't pull away. Her tongue slides into my mouth, and I find myself returning the favor. Her right hand releases my nipple, and takes my left hand. She places it onto her breast. I feel her hard nipple in my palm as I cup her soft supple breast. We moan in unison as she grabs my left breast firmly, and then begins to massage both of my breasts. I feel the heat burning between my legs. Her hands soon slide up under my blouse and she lifts my bra up over my boobs. Feeling her warm hand on my bare skin makes me moan even louder as my breathing quickens. She massages, pinches my nipples, and sends shivers up my spine. I feel her blouse open up past my hand, and her bare breast is soon filling it. Her nipple feels so hard against my skin, and her breast feel so soft and warm. I squeeze her nipple between my fingers making her moan. She pulls me closer kissing me more passionately. I grab her other breast, and squeeze that nipple as I massage. She breaks the kiss to moan. Her hand leave my breasts, and find the top of my head. She pushes my mouth down to her chest where I quickly lick and suck on her ample breasts. I lick, suck, and tease her nipples making sure to massage and squeeze at the same time. "I love the way you suck my tits. It feels so good." She moans. "I want more." She stands up, and pulls me to my feet kissing me once more. I feel her grabbing my ass. Massaging it as she turns us. Her hands again pull my lips to her breasts as she leans back onto her desk. Then after a few minutes of letting me tease her she pushes me down over her bare stomach to the waistband of her dress. I am soon kneeling in front of her looking up to her. She lifts her dress revealing pink cotton underwear. My eyes are immediately drawn to the huge wet spot in the crotch. My hands move on their own grabbing the waistband of her underwear and yanking them down slowly as I watch her breathing grow more intense. Soon they are around her ankles, and I run my fingers up the inside of her legs watching her lean back more on the desk. Her legs open wider as my finger get higher. I lightly touch up over her neatly trimmed black pubic hair which is so soft to the touch. Her skin is so smooth and warm. I slowly explore her body before running my fingers down over her exposed crotch. She is so hot and wet. I slip a finger into her soft folds, and her moan fills the room. I begin to gently finger her watching the entire scene playing out before me, and feeling my own crotch begin to drip with anticipation. She moans and writhes as I finger her for a few minutes. Then she grabs my hair hard. I pull my finger out catching myself before I fall over. "Suck my cunt. Fuck me now." She demands as she pulls my face against her crotch. Her scent fills my nose, and her taste fills my mouth as I begin to lick her as deep as I can. I lick and suck as her hips rock and mash against my lips. Her moans grow with intensity as her hips rock faster and faster. "I'm going to cum. You're going to make me cum." I grab her hips, and hold on tight. Then I suck hard on her crotch as I fuck my tongue deep in her. "God yes!" She moans as her back arches. I feel her orgasm flow into my mouth, and swallow it down as I tongue fuck her. Her hips buck and shake as she holds me tight to her. I feel my own wetness running down my legs as she gives me my first female experience. Her orgasm lasts for a few moments before she goes limp on the desk panting. She looks down at me with a huge smile as she regains her composure. Then she touches my left cheek before running her fingers under my chin and leading me up to her. I stand there between her legs as she pulls me closer for a kiss. Her hands grab my ass pulling me tight to her. Then she wraps her legs around me kissing me passionately as her hands massage my breasts under my blouse. I close my eyes enjoying the attention when I feel my blouse raise up exposing my breasts. The cool air on my hot skin is offset by her warm mouth wrapping around my left nipple. I feel her teeth nibble on it gently making me moan. Then she bites a bit harder making me moan louder. I rub her head as she kisses and sucks from one breast to the other. Then I feel her teeth sink into my right nipple hard. My back arches mashing my tit to her face and a soft wanting moan fills the room. I feel my pants unbutton, and drop to the floor. The cool air against my overheated crotch gives me goose bumps. Then I shudder as her fingers lightly run over the crotch of my black cotton underwear touching my clit through them. I almost fall to the floor as my legs weaken. "We'd better trade spots." She says standing up. As we turn around I hear a door close. She hears it too. "It seems we're not alone." I say. She buttons her blouse, and goes to look. I pull up my pants hoping it was just the wind. "It's the janitor." She whispers. "Looks like we're going to have to postpone the fun." Let down I redress myself. She stands in front of me, and as soon as I look at her she kisses me again passionately holding me tight. "Postponed, but not over." She says. "It's late anyway." I admit. I am so horny, and let down. But I'm used to that feeling so I just go to shut my computer down, and then tell her when I'm leaving. The janitor is going from cubicle to cubicle emptying the trash slowly working his way toward us. Lori pinches my ass as we walk out, and winks at me. When we get to the parking lot she backs me up against my car. Her hand grabs my crotch roughly as she kisses me one last time. "Next time I'm not going to be so nice to you girl." She coos. "See you Monday." I reminisce the entire drive home. My husband and are waiting up yet, and I tell them that it's been a rough night, and it took a lot out of me. I grab a quick bite to eat as we watch something on the TV. Before I know it it's after ten. I go to bed exhausted, but still very horny. I try to initiate things when my husband climbs into bed, but he just rolls over and snores almost immediately. I begin to touch myself thinking about her pleasuring me. I pinch my nipples like she did, and I touch my crotch softly like she did. I feel my wetness grow quickly. My fingers touch harder and harder as I rub myself through my underwear. It's not long before my hips are gently rocking with pleasure. The pressure soon builds inside of me, and then releases in waves coursing through my body and out my crotch. It's a nice release, but it's not satisfying. I'm left relieved, but wanting more. I quickly drift off to sleep with my fingers against my crotch and a hand cupping my breast under my shirt. Monday was soon here, and busy as ever. Lori spent most of her time doing supervisor stuff, and I worked on that comparison list between calls and emails. I only seen her a few times in passing before she left for the day. We smiled at each other as she left, but never got to speak. The rest of the week was more of the same. Way too busy, and the time flying by. On Friday Lori handed me a note on her way out. I read it on my break. It says to meet her at an address around five Saturday for a small get together for us employees and our spouses. It gives directions, and a number to call if I have problems. On an extra piece of paper she wrote for me to dress casual since she wants to see me the most of all, and doesn't want things to be too impeding. Then she added a winking smiley face. I feel my crotch tingle with excitement with thoughts of being with her. We show up a bit after five. I introduce my husband, and we begin to mingle. Things go good, and my hubby chats freely which isn't like him. I am kind of glad, and I walk out for some air. Lori follows me onto the patio, and stands beside me facing me. "You look nice tonight. I never expected you to wear a skirt, and a tank. They're so cute together though. The lacy red tank with the black lacy skirt. They accentuate your beauty. Makes me want to eat you up right here and now." She says pulling me close and yanking up my skirt to grab my ass. "Well, well, well. No undies either? Has my Michele found her inner slut?" She then grabs my breasts squeezing them hard. "No bra either. I like that." I feel her fingers work between my ass cheeks and touch my crotch pressing hard against it. She looks me in the eyes smiling. "Feels like you're ready for some fun. You'll have to wait though." We hear someone calling for her, and she walks back in after wiping her finger onto my lips. I stand there horny as ever tasting myself on my lips watching her ass as she walks away. I straighten my skirt before turning away to watch the fountain in the back of the yard. I walk over to it, and admire it. A few minutes later the old guy from the warehouse walks up. Him and I have never really gotten along very well. He's a mousy sort of guy with a troll's demeanor. I used to say hello, but was always met with a grumpy sneer. So I quit saying anything to him. He's a short thin guy that looks like he should be retired. He has short gray hair with a receding hairline, but he's not bald. The most prominent thing on him is his rather large nose which gives him his mousy look. He walks right up to me. I just smile, and I don't say a word. I just go back to watching the water cascade down the fountain. I admire the female form in the center. She's naked, and holding a hose which wraps through her legs spraying the water upward creating the fountain. I sense him standing beside me. I remain silent. "I bet you like a hose between your legs too don't you?" He says. "Excuse me?" I reply stunned. "I'm sure a fat cunt like you would welcome anything between her legs so she can finally get off." "I think you need to leave." "Shut up bitch. Admit the truth. You're dressed like a because you are a , and you'd welcome a dick in any hole thankful that you're finally getting some." "You really need to leave before..." "Before what cunt?" He interrupts. "Any guy with half a brain can see what a fat like you is good for." "And you have half a brain?" "More than." He says stepping behind me, and pushing me against the fountain. I catch myself from falling into the water as he yanks my skirt up over my ass. "That's a huge fat ass." He says spanking it a few times really hard. "I bet it's never had this." He barely finishes his sentence when I feel his dick ram into my asshole tearing me open. I moan as he plunges deep, and then pulls back before plunging deep once more. "That's a surprisingly tight asshole for a fat . I'm impressed cunt." He grabs my hips, and fucks me hard and deep. The slapping of his hips against my ass cheeks echoes through the yard. His cock feels so big as it fills my once virgin asshole. My legs shake and grow numb as he uses me. The minutes seem like hours, and my insides strain at the stress. He lets go of my hips, and yanks my head back by my hair slamming deeper into me. I lose my breath which every thrust into me. "Like that slut? Do you like a hard cock buried up your fat ass?" I can't reply. I feel him reach under me, and grab my pubic hair. He pulls on it hard, and I feel some yanking out. He slams harder as he pulls harder. "I'm going to grease your shit bitch. I'm going to fill your ass so full of cum that you'll be burping it up for days." He again grabs my hips hard, and I feel him spreading my ass cheeks wide as he plunges into me. Then he pulls me tight holding me close with his dick deep in me. I hear him moan, and I can feel his cum filling my bowels. It feels so strangely exciting. I feel myself have a small orgasm as his cock twitches inside of me. "That's it . Take that load. Shake your ass around work all night. You should be glad I'm letting you have it. Next time you'll have to beg like the you are." He slams into me a few more times before pulling out. I feel his cum drip out some before my hole clamps shut. He tosses me ten dollars before going inside. The stinging sets in making me clench my cheeks together to endure. After a few minutes I return to the party, and act as though nothing happened. I go to the bathroom to clean up feeling dirty, but containing my emotions. The rest of the night goes on without a hitch. The old guy just smiles at me occasionally, but never says a word to me. One by one everyone leaves. It's almost midnight before it's just myself, Lori, and our husbands. My hubby wants to leave, but her husband insists on showing him the playroom in the basement. When they leave he smile at Lori, and she quickly comes by me sitting next to me. "They'll be gone for an hour or two. My hubby will get your playing a game of pool, and that'll take them a while. I'm going to fuck you now." I know my husband doesn't like to play pool so I'm not so sure about them being gone for hours. She doesn't care to hear my thoughts, and pounces on me pinning me to the back of the couch. She pulls out a vibrator from under the pillow, and quickly has it turned on high and is shoving it under my skirt. "This goes into you pretty pussy. Now spread those legs." My legs open automatically, and I feel it slip right into my excited vagina. "Good girl. Now open that shirt and let me see those tits." Not thinking I do as she says. "You listen well." She says as she grabs my breasts roughly. She bends down, and bites my nipples hard making me moan and tense with lust. Feeling the vibrator combined with her teeth is so intense. She sucks and bites my chest bringing me so close to orgasm. "You can't cum yet girl. Show some courtesy. Mommy first." She says standing on the seat of the couch over me. I look up to see that she is naked below the waist, and she's lowering her crotch to me. I am so horny, and so frustrated. My body rises up to meet her with my lips wrapping around her crotch. My tongue delves into her making her moan in delight. She rides my face for a few minutes before she grabs my hair, and falls onto her back on the couch pulling me with her. Her legs move onto my shoulders, and her thighs lock around my head as her hips fuck my face. "Suck me. Eat my pussy." She moans as I find her clit to lick. I slip a finger into her fucking her with it while I suck her clit. This drives her crazy with pleasure. It's not long before her legs tighten around my head as her body shakes in orgasm. I lap up what I can enjoying every moment. She pushes me away as her orgasm quickly subsides, and then I sit back admiring her spread out in front of me. She catches her breath, and get on her knees to get up. She looks back to see me staring at her ass. The view is sexy to me. Seeing her asshole and her pink pussy all glistening with my spit and her orgasm. She pushes her ass back to me wiggling it. "Like the view?" "I do." I stammer. "Good. Because sometimes you'll have to kiss mommy's ass to keep her happy." I don't even begin to understand what she means before she pulls my face to her ass by my hair. Then it's clear, and I begin to lap up her asshole feeling to twitch as my tongue poke at it. It's not nearly a gross as I thought it would be. Before I know it I'm plugging her hole with my tongue making her moan. "Good girl. Eat mommy's ass. Lick it all up good." Hearing her drives me crazy myself. I am so full of lust, and feeling the vibrations inside of me aren't helping calm my needs. I tongue fuck her ass for a while until we hear the husband's coming back. She pushes me away, and dresses quick. "Looks like you are going to have to wait again." She whispers. "What about your toy?" I ask just as the guys enter the room. She smiles at me as the guys sit back down talking about their pool game.Lori and her husband sit across from us, and I see the way that they look at each other. He knows what happened. Mine is still oblivious as usual. After a few minutes we take our leave. My husband goes to get the car while Lori and her husband see me to the door. "See you Monday." She says hugging me. I smile. Then she lifts my skirt as my back is towards the door, and exposes me to her husband. She reaches between my legs removing the vibrator. With a kiss on the lips she drops my skirt. I feel ashamed being exposed like that, and I feel myself blush. "You're turning red my dear. Don't be bashful. Mommy and daddy like your pretty little pussy. Now daddy is going to fuck mommy with his big cock while you go home to your husband. I hope he treats you the same." I turn to exit knowing that my husband won't want to do anything but sleep when we get home. I am so horny and frustrated. A lot has happened today, and it is more than I can really comprehend. I get in the car, and we drive home in almost silence. He goes straight to bed, and I shower to wash the dirty feelings away. I sit in the recliner after, and I notice that I have a text message. It's from Lori. She sent a message saying that she misses me, and that her husband would like to see more of me. She attached a picture of his rather large cock as it was plunging into her vagina. I know it was her since I've seen it close up already. I barely set my phone down before I get another text from her. "Almost as good as you my dear." She wrote with a picture of her laying there on her back. I could tell he took the picture from the angle. I could see his cum all over her from her breasts to her crotch. Then I noticed in the background what looked like me as I was being intimate with her. Well, all that could bee seen was half of my face and her crotch. I don't recall her taking pictures, and I wonder what else she did while we were being intimate? I asked what is in the background? She replied that they had a great video playing, and that her hubby wants to see more just like it. She offered to show it to me the next time I came over, and hinted that she has no plans for tomorrow. I said that I'll have to see what's happening first. "Be here at nine." She responded. "No excuses." I set my alarm surprised by her tone, but willing to go by her. I go to bed to hear my hubby snoring away. I lay beside him feeling my butt hole tingle from being abused earlier, and also feeling my vagina wet from the night's fun and tomorrow's anticipation. The emotional roller coaster makes it hard to sleep, but I eventually nod off. The alarm jolts me awake at seven. I slowly crawl out of the bed groggy, but moving. My husband doesn't stir. I shower and throw on a pair of blue jeans and a pink tee as I get ready. I grab an orange on my way out the door for breakfast. I stop to leave my husband a note telling him where I'm going, and that I will be helping Lori for a while. The butterflies begin to flutter in my stomach as I pull into her driveway. I am getting nervous, but yet still wanting to see what the day will hold. I guess hoping for some relief from my sexual frustrations. She opens the door as I prepare to knock. I see her smile brightening the threshold, and her presence seem uplifting. I step in to see her husband sitting there in the chair facing me. He too has a huge grin. I barely close the door behind me before she hugs me. He gets up to greet me, and offers me a seat and a drink. I accept a water. "You seem troubled today." She notices. "Something just doesn't feel right." He returns handing me a bottle of water. I take a sip as I sit on the edge of the chair facing her. She sits on the sofa with him sitting beside her. He is laying back more relaxed, but Lori looks intent and worried. "What doesn't feel right? Is it me? Us?" "All of it really." I say almost in tears as a feeling of depression fills my very soul. "Oh sweetie. Don't fret. You don't have to do anything you don't want. and I'm your friend before anything." She says kneeling in front of me hugging me. "I know that. I appreciate it too, but there the feeling of guilt. I'm married. It's one thing if I'm forced against my will, but to be willing is wrong on so many levels." "Did something happen last night?" "It's okay." "Did your husband say something or do something?" She presses. "No. It wasn't him." "Who was it, and what did he do?" Her husband asks concerned. "It's nothing, nobody, don't worry about it." I answer. She holds me close comforting me as the tears roll down my cheeks. Her husband leaves to use the bathroom, and she kisses the top of my head. "You can tell me whenever you're ready." She says soothingly. "Why was the old guy from the warehouse here last night?" I ask feeling myself at ease with just her in the room. "He's an old friend. He's a bit crass and often times an asshole, but I've known him for years. He mean well." She pauses before asking, "Did he say something to upset you?" "It isn't what he said that is bothering me." She rocks me in her arms holding me close. Then the dam inside me opens up. "I was by the fountain last night when he came up to me calling me names." I begin. "It bothered me at first, and I started to get pissed. He's never even said hi back when I'd say hi to him, and now he comes up calling me a . I told him where to go, and he got physical pushing me down against the fountain. I was shocked." Lori keeps holding and rocking as she listens to me. "He yanked my skirt up, and the next thing I know he is inside me. It hurt so much. I've never done it like that before. He pulled my hair, and called me names the whole time he was using me. He even yanked on my pubic hair, and it felt like he yanked a bunch out. He didn't stop until he finished inside of me, and then tossed money at me before he left me there." "What would you like me to do with him babe?" Her husband asks her. "He's your friend." "Let's let Michele decide what she wants to do." She answers him as she holds me. I sit there with my mind going a million miles per hour. My head begins to throb as a headache sets in fast. My depressive feelings are eased from telling her, and I don't care if her husband heard me either. "Leave it." I say. "Are you sure?" He asks. "Yeah. I'm sure." "Anything you want my dear." She says softly. "I'm glad you told me. I'll make sure that you don't have to see him ever again." "You don't have to do that." I say. "You mean it wouldn't bother you to see him again?" She asks. "Yeah, kind of. Maybe in a way. No, not really." She looks at me confused. "Promise me that you won't think less of me?" I beg her. "I could never think less of you. You're way too important to me." "I kind of liked it. Being called those names. Being treated like an object. Maybe it was just being wanted even for a moment? I don't know. All I know is that even though it hurt, and I didn't ask for it, he made me orgasm. Not a big one, but one just the same. My butt has been stinging ever since then, and it's kind of exciting me. Feeling the pain from him using me makes me remember the experience. I don't know what to think. I'm confused." I confess. "That's okay dear." She soothes. "Sometimes we don't know what we want, and sometimes we are made to do things that deep down we need to do even if it's just for the experience. Then when it happens we like it no matter how wrong or against the norm it is." I look into her eyes, and see her sincerity. My heart fills with trust for her, and I can feel the warmth of her soul. She wipes my cheeks, and kisses me gently on the lips as she holds my head in her hands. "If there's anything you'd like to try or do you can just tell me, and we'll do what we can to make things happen for you. And I'll be here for you no matter what." She offers. "What did you want me to come here today for?" I ask. "To see you." She smiles. "You're all she talks about." Her husband adds. "I think she likes you more than me lately." "You don't really know me though." "I know that I want to know all about you. You're all I think of, and all I desire at the moment. So you just being here is me being greedy." She stands up, and takes me by the hand leading me to the couch before sitting between me and her husband. "Let's get to know each other then shall we?" She asks smiling. "My name is Lori, and this is my husband Tad." She begins joking to make me smile. It works. We all laugh a much needed laugh to lighten the mood that I brought. The day wears on with us telling each other all the facts and a few of our life experiences. Around two in the afternoon my husband texts me asking what is happening and when I'm going to return. I tell him that we're going over recipes, which we are at the moment, and that I'll be home when I get there. He replies that there is a nasty storm coming in, and to be safe. I tell him to do the same, and to keep the safe. I go to look out the window, and I see the dark gray clouds. The wind is dead calm. Lori steps beside me looking out too. "Looks like we're going to get hit hard." I say. She turns on the weather channel, and we see the storm coming in strong. And it's big with lots of lightening. "We better get the candles out in case we lose power." She says to Tad. He goes to get candles, and flashlights. We all watch out the window at the driveway when Tad tells me to pull my car into the garage. I grab my keys, and pull in quick. We return to the window by Lori just as the wind kicks up. It went from zero to fifty miles per hour in under a second. The rain soon followed. First it was big drops, but it quickly turned into a torrential downpour. Then came the thunder and lightening. I stand in the window awed by the awesomeness of it all. "You like to watch storms, huh?" He asks me. "They really make a girl know where she stands in the grand scheme of things." "I like feeling the vibrations of the thunder. It makes me horny." Lori admits. I smile at her as she puts her hand on my back. She leans toward me, and we kiss a passionate kiss. It feels so nice knowing that I'm not the only one that gets horny during a good storm, but I hold that information back. Not like I could say anything anyway with my mouth full of her tongue. She moans as we kiss, and the thunder cracks. Then on a good loud band she moans hard. I smile thinking that the thunder made her moan, and she begins to kiss me with much less sensuality and passion. Her kisses become more wanting and primal. She is almost trying to devour my tongue as we kiss. It's then that I notice that her trying to devour my is because her husband is fucking her as we kiss. As the rain slows it's drown out by the sounds of his hips slapping against her ass. Her moans muffled by my mouth. I reach down pulling her shirt up baring her rocking breasts. I use both hands to caress and fondle them as I kneel beside her. He begins to fuck her faster, and she pushes my head down as she arches her back up. I am soon licking and sucking her rock hard nipples while I rub her soft supple tits. Her moans show that she is closing in on an orgasm rather quickly. His thrusts tell me the same for him. She grabs my head, and shoves my face down to her crotch from underneath. I see his balls slamming against her. Then I see his dick. Rock hard, and glistening with her juices. It pushes deep into her before retreating just as fast making her body shake. I waste no time in getting my tongue to join his cock attending to her pussy. His balls hit my chin as I lick her clit from below. She almost screams in pleasure, and her orgasm hits in less than a minute. I can feel her body reacting to her pleasure. I keep licking and he keeps fucking. A few minutes later I hear him groan. His pace doesn't slow at all until a few seconds later when he stops moving all together with his dick halfway inside of her. They stay motionless for a minute before he backs away.Then she drops down making me lay on my back. Her pussy never leaves my mouth as she squats over me. "Lick it." She insists. I'm already licking her. I taste his cum mixed with hers. It's bitter, salty, and has a taste of it's own. "Eat daddy's man juice out of mommy. Clean mommy up like a good girl." I grab her hips pulling her tight to my mouth, andlet my tongue lick deep into her. Her moans tell me that it was the right thing to do. I feel my shirt lift up baring my breasts, and then I feel my nipples being pinched and tugged on. It hurts, but in a good way. It is making my already wet crotch wetter. Her hips rock, and the tugging gets to be pinching, pulling, and twisting as she nears another climax. It makes me moans and wiggle under her. I feel my jeans unbutton, and slide down my legs quickly followed by my underwear. Warm hands touch my belly and crotch exploring me. They gently yank on my pubic hairs, and tickly my labia. Lori's hips are grinding hard against my mouth telling me that she's close. A finger slips into my vagina making me moan as the anticipation of relief takes me. My moan is enough to set her off, and her juices flow into my mouth. I swallow them down as I lap deep into her. Another finger enters me just as she yanks hard on my nipples lifting my breasts high making me moan again. She shakes hard before jumping off me panting. I look down to see Tad kneeling between my leg completely naked as he explores my nether regions. His fingers working in and out of me. Then I look at Lori laying there beside me with a huge smile. She's watching Tad as he explores. I then look up to see out the window as the rain falls outside. My hips rock fucking his fingers as I lose myself in the moment. It's not long before I feel his mouth wrap around my crotch. I moan in relief as I prepare for a much needed orgasm. Lori begins to explore my breasts with her tongue adding to the excitement. She teases and attends to each breast before trading places with Tad. He sucks, nibbles, and bites while she licks gently teasing my labia and clit driving me crazy with need. After a short bit they switch again. Tad laps me good bringing me so close to orgasm, but just before it hits Lori switches with him. They switch off back and forth for over an hour teasing me and torturing me. I am in such a need for a release. "Please make me cum!" I beg to deaf ears. The fingers, the hands, the tongues, the mouths, the warm flesh against mine. All of it fills me with a deep desire and lust. A need for relief through orgasm. Feeling my pubic hair being pulled while teeth sink into my breasts and nipples, having my hair pulled so she can lick and kiss my neck, and feeling her fingernails running down over my breasts and legs all add to my need. The phone rings, and I hear my husband's voice on the answering machine. Lori and Tad stop letting me answer it. He wants to know how we're holding up through the storm. I tell him that we're doing fine, and that we're just watching it rain as we chat. That's when I feel Lori press up against my back. Her naked body feels so nice against mine. She lifts my shirt off, and then my bra before wrapping her arms around me hugging me. Tad kneels in front of me, and burys his face in my crotch. He pushes my legs apart so he can lick my clit while I talk to my husband. Then Lori slides down my back, and I feel her hands spreading my butt open just as her tongue finds it's way across my asshole. It makes it hard to talk, but I somehow manage. He tells me to keep him posted because he's worried about me driving in the weather. I told him that I won't leave until it lets up. I couldn't get off the phone fast enough. I barely had it gung up when a loud moan escaped from me. My legs go weak as I give in to the pleasure. Lori spanks me playfully, and Tad plays with my nipples. My hips rock harder as my orgasm becomes imminent. Her tongue traces my spine as she cuddles up behind me pressing her ample frame against me. Her hands find my breasts while her mouth finds my neck. Tad licks up to my neck, but rub my clit hard, and I don't last for more than a few seconds before I moan loud as my legs give out. They hold me up as the biggest orgasm I've ever had rips through me. My eyes close as the sheer intensity grips me. I feel my vaginal walls shuddering inside of me, and I feel my wetness run down my legs as he rubs me. My body tenses and relaxes at an amazing rate as the waves flow through my soul only to exit out my crotch. It lasts for a few glorious minutes before I am left exhausted and out of breath. They lay me on the floor. I watch them kiss each other as I catch my wind. Lori soon kneels beside me kissing my forehead. "Thank you sweetie." She whispers lovingly. "That was amazing." All I can do is pant and smile. Tad looks down at us smiling just as the power goes out. He walsk over lighting an electric lantern filling the room with a soft glow. I notice that he has little to no pubic hair. Even less than Lori's neatly trimmed mound. I think about how mine is, and how I gave up primping down there for lack of anyone to impress. My husband never seemed to notice when I cleaned it up for him. Lori sees me staring at him. "He does have a nice dick." She says. "That's not what I was looking at, but he does." "What captivated your attention about my husband?" "Just at how he looks like he shaves, and then I remember that yours is trimmed. I used to do that years ago, but gave up." "Hubby didn't give a damn, huh?" "He couldn't care less." "Did you trim, or shave?" He asks sitting beside me. I sit up, and tell him that I usually just trimmed it back. He gets up, helps Lori and me up, and we return to the couch by the lanterns. We sit naked with me in the middle this time, and Lori to my left and Tad to my right. "I have no real preferrence when it comes to women." He says. "To each their own. I do find it kinky to shave a woman though." "Just it isn't happening with me." Lori adds. "I hate being bald. It feels weird." "Someday you'll give in though." He jokes. "Nope. You'll have to talk her into it." "I don't know about that." I giggle. "I'll just tie you down then." He laughs. "I'm sure you'd really like that." I answer. "I'm sure you would too." Lori adds with a devilish smirk. "I'd let him tie you down now, but you're expecting it." "Going for realizm?" I ask. "That's the only way to go." She says. "What would you do if we did do something like that?" "What could I do? You'd have me tied up. All I could do is scream." "No. I'll make sure you're gagged." Tad adds. "You're going to be in for a lot of fun with us girl. I get to be your boss all week, and your mommy on the weekends. I'm so glad I met you." "I'm glad we met too. I like you both a lot." She kisses me, and then we hug. All three of us. "I better get home. I'm sure he'll be calling again soon. Besides that it's getting late." "Stay here.You can sleep in our bed." Tad offers. "I would like to, but I can't." "We'd like you to also sweetie, but I understand. Reality needs you." I gather my things, dress, and then head home in the slow rain thinking about what just happened. Feeling myself getting more and more turned on imagining what could happen. Thinking about being tied, and used. It sounds so sexual, but so wrong. I'm soon home, and I'm greeted at the door by the . My hubby offers me some supper which I gladly accept. Then we sit and talk about the storm, and I told him about us sitting there talking. Not the subject, or what else went on. Monday came all too soon. Lori just smiles when she goes by never really saying anything. Friday I'm called into her office, and she asks what I have planned for the weekend. I tell her about my functions that I have to attend, and she tells me to keep the following weekend open for work. "Real work. Not the fun stuff." She adds at the end. I tell my husband that I have to work the upcoming weekend, and he's okay with it. All week long Lori sends me IM's about various things to have ready for the weekend, and by Friday I have it all done, and ready. Saturday morning at nine I meet her by my desk. "Here's everything you wanted." I say showing her. "Not everything. Just work." She says looking around. "Are you wearing underwear?" "Of course." "Give it to me." I get up to go to the bathroom to take it off for her, but she stops me. "Now. I need it now." I reach under my shirt undoing my bra, and then pulling it out from under. Nervously I look around realizing that I have jeans on. "Hurry up. I need them now." I pull down my pants and underwear all at once, and quickly jump out of them seperating them before pulling my pants back up. I hand her my underwear, and she grabs them out of my hand. "You listen good, but I didn't tell you to put your pants back on, did I?" I'm shocked, but also getting very turned on. I again look around. "Now. You don't have time to be fucking around." I pulled them back off, and stand there in front of her. She hands me an egg shaped thing with a wire hanging from it. "Put this in your pussy. Now." I take it from her, and let it slip into my wet vagina. Then I stare at her waiting instructions. "This stays in until I tell you to take it out. Now put your pants on, and let's get to work." I obey, and then begin to transfer all the files I have ready for her. I barely begin when I feel the egg inside of me start buzzing. It throws me off, and then feeling it gives me makes me so horny. It vibrates for a few minutes bringing me cose to orgasm before stopping abruptly. I compose myself, and send more files. The egg activates sporatically driving me close to orgasm, but stopping short every time. Afterva few hours I am filled with frustration and need. Lori returns handing me an envelope. "I see that you're holding up bettervthan expected." She laughs. "This is so meee." I say being stopped as it starts once more. "It is so you." She snickers. "Now take this to the warehouse, and make sure it gets done right away." I just look at her wondering how she expects me to walk with this thing in me. "Go on now. I don't want to be here all night." I wait for it to stop befor standing. She slaps my ass telling me to go. I get to the warehouse only to see nobody around. I look all over, and feel the egg vibrate again stopping me in my tracks. Waiting for it to stop I watch around me doing my best to hold back my moans of pleasure and frustration. When it stops I continue my search. I see one person at the end of a long row so I go to him. I see that it the old man as I get closer. I turn to walk away, but he sees me. "What do you want ?" I take a deep breath, and turn back to him. Holding up the envelope I tell him that I need this done right away. "I have other things to get done before your crap you stupid bitch. What's it worth to you to get it done right away?" "It' not for me. It's Lori's job." He takes the envelope, and looks into it pulling out a piece of paper. He stares at it for a minute before returning it to the envelope. "Follow." He demands walking away from me. I follow him down a long dark row. I don't want to follow, but I have to. I can hear him mumbling under his breath as we walk. It takes a minute before we reach the end, and then he pulls up a ladder before looking at me. "Top shelf, . I think the ladder will hold your fat ass." I look up to see an old cardboard box covered in dust. Then I slowly walk past him to begin up the ladder. He doesn't move out of my way, and I have to squeeze between him and a shelf to get by. I feel the shelf dig into the bottom of my butt cheeks as I ake my way to the ladder. I sowly climb, grab the box, and begin my descent wondering what is in the old box. It's really light. I make it to the bottom rung before the egg kicks in again catching me off guard. I clutch the ladder tight as a moan echoes through the warehouse. I hear the old man laugh, and then feel himstep beind me. A cold finger touches my ass, but I'm too engrossed in the pleasure I'm feeling to worry about it. "Looks like my got a hole in her jeans." Then I feel him rip the back of my jeans wide open baring my ass. His cold finger plunge down between my ass cheeks until he touches my crotch. "Damn. You cunt is soaking wet." I hear his zipper open, but I can't move. Then I feel hi hard dick press between my ass cheeks humping me. It feels so hot, and so hard. I can feel it sliding against me parting my crack with it's girth. "Do you want some of this cock ?" "Yes." I hear myself admitting. "You know what you have to do then." "Please fuck me sir. Please fuck me with that big cock." "You're wish is my command." He sneers. I feel him pushing the tip down my ass crack. My body bends giving myself to him. Then I feel it slip across my crotch rubbing against my clit. I moan more from the attention. "Please fuck me." The egg is going stronger, and his hot dick against my clit is driving me wild. "Your fat cunt is so fucking wet bitch, but your slimy pussy doesn't deserve my dick." I feel him pull back, and then I feel the tip press against my asshole. He pushes it in, and my body accepts it all. It slides in easily with all of my wetness. Then I feel my sphincter clench around him, but it's too late. He pushes it all the way in, and begins to fuck my ass hard. The ladder rattles as I hold on with all my might. My moans come one after the other echoing throughout the warehouse. "God yes, fuck my ass. Fuck me good." "I will . I'll destroy your fat ass before I'm done." The egg vibrates harder and it quickly becomes too much. I feel an orgasm quickly release, and I moan in delight as he plows my asshole. I can feel my ass clenching in rhythm as the waves run through me. It takes me to heaven for a few wonderful minutes before slowly ebbing. The old man isn't slowing down at all, and I feel my hole being ravaged. The egg stops vibrating, and I feel him holding onto the waist of my jeans using them to pull me with his thrusting. "Get ready . You're going to get some real man's seed deep in your dumper." He says just as he rams it as deep as he can as hard as he can. I feel his dick inside me begin to pulse, and then I feel his cum warming my rectum. He grunts a few times holding it in me, and then he pulls back before slamming it deep once more with a moan. Then he pulls out, slapping my ass. I stay motionless feeling his cum leak out some. Then I see a twenty dollar bill fall to the floor next to me. I just stare at it. "It's a used hole, and it's only worth twenty . But if you keep up the good work you may just earn my dick in your fat cunt." I grab the money and box, and I begin back down the row. He grabs my arm making me look at him. "You're welcome you fat useless bitch." "Thank you sir." I hear myself mumble. "For what cunt?" "For helping me get the box." "And?" "For fucking my worthless ass, and letting me have your cum." "That's a good . We'll find some use for you yet." I return to my desk feeling his cum dripping out of my sore asshole. Lori is soon standing beside me smiling. "You got the box I see. Any problems with the old timer?" "No." "I see you split you pants. What ever caused that?" "I snagged a shelf." "Anything ele you want to tell me?" "Not that I can think of." "I'm going out for a couple hours for a meeting. I have the controller for the toy, and it only works if I'm within twenty feet of you. So if you decide that you have something you'd like to tell me it'll have to wait until I get back. I expect you to stay at your desk until I get back, and I'll know if you even go to the bathroom." She shows me her phone after typing on it. I see myself sitting here. I look at my computer to see that camera is activated. She shows me a small controller. I see an on/off switch, and a slide bar. She turns it on, and the egg starts to vibrate. Then she moves the bar, and it intensifies. She sets it to the maximum before putting it in her pocket. "Have fun feeling those good vibrations." She kisses me on the cheek, and I watch in dismay as she walks out leaving me being vibrated at my desk feeling the need and lust growing once more. |
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I love the story. Yes I got excited. YES Michele I did cum.
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