by Evan Harder
Looking down at Amber’s tanned, tight, tiny little body and perky tits while I hammered away at her made me realize just how lucky I was. I was fucking a ridiculously hot 19-year old freak in ways that I’d only ever dreamed about. What the hell did I have to be mad about?
For some reason, viewing things with this new perspective brought me right to the edge of orgasm. Where just a few moments ago I wasn’t really anywhere near cumming, now I was just a couple seconds away from it. And there was nothing I could do about it but warn Amber.
“Cum inside me,” she said, once I’d let me intentions known. “I want your cum inside my pussy.”
So I did, squirting my seed inside her less than five seconds later. Once the initial bursts were done, I slowly moved against her, draining my cock of the last of its seed. Even once I was completely finished I stayed inside Amber, catching my breath, afraid that I moved too quickly I’d fall down.
Eventually I pulled my cock out of her pussy and flopped down onto the bed next to her.
“Sorry that was so abrupt,” I said after a couple moments of silence punctuated only by heavy breathing from the both of us.
“It didn’t seem that abrupt to me,” she said. “Besides, after that much quality foreplay it doesn’t really matter how long you’re inside me before you pop. I had my share of the fun long ago. Everything at the end was just a bonus.”
I laughed under my breath. “I’ve never really thought of it like that,” I said.
“I have to admit, I’m pretty impressed,” Amber said. “You really stepped up today. Of course, you didn’t quite go as far as I would have liked—”
“Not as far as you would have liked?” I said, sitting up to face her. “You’ve got to be kidding me. I treated you like shit all night.”
She shrugged. “What can I say, I’ve got very specific tastes.”
I stared at her for a moment then snorted and shook my head. “Silly me, I thought I was pushing you too far.”
“There’s no such thing as too far,” she said. “But the last thing I want you to do is take it the wrong way. You were incredible tonight. You’ve come closer to giving me what I want than anyone else ever has. Certainly any other man.”
“Well at least that’s something,” I said, half-sarcastically.
“It is something,” Amber replied. “A big something, actually. For once, I feel like I’ve found a man that’s on my same wavelength.”
It should have concerned me that a crazy 19-year old fuckslut considered me on the same wavelength as her, but it didn’t. It was too exhilarating to be worrisome. And more importantly, it meant that we’d be having more nights like tonight together. A lot more.
“Well, one of these nights hopefully I’ll be able to take you where you want to go,” I said.
“That’s my hope too,” she replied. “And to that end, I’ll have to invite you over next time Carrie pays me a visit. Then I’ll show you how to really dominate a woman.”
“Who’s Carrie?”
“One of my friends. She’s an amazing sub. The best.”
“So you do to her what I just did to you?”
“Hell no,” Amber said. “I’m much more brutal with her than you were with me.”
I laughed and shook my head. “I’d like to see that.” I was starting to get hard again just thinking about it.
“I’m sure you would,” Amber said. “I might even give you a taste of her when I’m finished.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.”
“I’ll set it up,” she said. “She gets back into town next week. Do you think you can get free?”
“For that? Hell yes. Just tell me when.”
“I’ll let you know.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
She flashed me a smile. “I know you will.”
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PEGGED BY HIS KINKY BOSS
Katrina loves being the boss. Not only for the obvious perks of all the money and power, but especially for the little privileges that came with it.
Take, for example, this afternoon. It’s been widely circulated that there’s a promotion being offered to the employee who is the best team player, one that is willing to do whatever is necessary to help the company succeed. Now, there are many way to try and ascertain who is the most qualified candidate, but Katrina has her own way. One that isn’t strictly legal, of course, but who really cares? The beauty of the American system is that the people in charge get to do pretty much whatever they want, a fact that Katrina takes advantage of quite often.
Like today, for example.
She has asked Chris to join her in her office to see if he has what it takes to put his needs and wants aside and do what’s best for the company. Or in this case, specifically what Katrina wants.
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Shortly after Chris enters her office, Katrina tells him to take a seat. He sits on a chair in front of her desk while she slips into a larger one behind it.
“You know why you’re here, right?” Katrina asks.
“To interview for the promotion, I’m hoping,” Chris says, smiling. He’s a good looking man, six feet tall and right around 185 pounds of lean muscle, with a full head of black hair and two days worth of stubble. And most importantly in Katrina’s eyes, an incredibly fine ass.
“That is correct,” Katrina says. She’s an attractive lady in her own right. Getting a little up in the years at 35 but still with a smoking body that’s honed in the gym every day and a set of fake tits that she shows off without shame. She knows the young men in the company stare at her and she loves it.
“Now,” Katrina continues, “The big question is, how bad do you want it?”
“Pretty bad,” Chris says.
Katrina tilts her head slightly and gives him a quizzical expression, as if she doesn’t quite believe him.
Chris seems to recognize what she wants. “I’ll do anything for it,” he says hastily.
“Anything, huh?” Katrina asks. “Anything at all?”
Chris nods his head emphatically.
“You promise?”
“Whatever you want, I’ll do it,” Chris says. “No matter what it is. Without question.”
Katrina flashes him an evil smile. “You don’t know how excited I am to hear that.”
She reaches into her desk and pulls out a strap-on harness and a 9-inch long dildo and sets it on her desk. Chris’s eyes open in surprise as Katrina comes around the side of her desk until she’s standing right in front of him. Chris is still seated, forcing him to look up at her from a position of weakness.
“Not what you were expecting, huh?” Katrina asks as she steps into the harness.
Chris shakes his head.
“But you did promise to give me whatever I wanted, right?” Katrina slips the dildo inside the ring that will hold it in place.
“Yes I did,” Chris says.
“And you still want that promotion, right?” Katrina says as she tightens the straps. The dildo is now in place, sticking out from her groin area as if it was her very own cock.
“Yes I do.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” Katrina says. “Now get down on your hands and knees.”
Chris does as he’s told.
“Now take my cock in your mouth,” Katrina says.
Chris looks unsure of himself.
“And remember what you said earlier,” Katrina reminds him. “About doing whatever I want? Without question?”
Chris nods then takes a deep breath, then dives in, wrapping his lips around her cock.
“There you go,” Katrina says, looking down at him, excited as all hell but not letting it reflect in her voice. “That’s a good boy. Suck that dick.”
Chris does, slowly moving his mouth on her cock.
“Look up at me while you do it,” she says.
Chris turns his eyes up to her and she smiles as she watches him suck her cock.
“Come on,” Katrina says. “Like you mean it. Don’t be shy.”
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nbsp; He starts to move more quickly on her cock, taking it deeper into his mouth, almost halfway down before gagging and pulling his mouth off of it.
“It’s a big cock, isn’t it?” Katrina asks, looking down at him.
Chris nods as he catches his breath.
“Stick your tongue out,” Katrina says.
Chris does.
Katrina grabs the base of her cock and smacks Chris’s tongue with the tip.
“Does that feel good?” she asks.
“Yeah,” Chris says.
“Does it?” Katrina asks. “Say it like you mean it.”
“It feels good,” Chris says, doing a reasonable job of sounding excited.
“Yeah? You like sucking on my big fucking cock?” Katrina says as she slips her cock back into Chris’s mouth. “Yeah you do,” she says as Chris sucks on it, moving his head forward and back like a good little cocksucker. “I can tell how much you like it.”
Katrina pumps her hips, jamming her cock deeper into Chris’s mouth, forcing him to suck her cock, practically face-fucking him while he gags and coughs. She gives him more and more of the cock, until she’s almost forcing the entire thing into his throat.
“That’s a good boy,” she says as she fucks his mouth. “Take it like the good little slave you are. Show me you’ll do whatever I want. That you’ll let me do anything to you. Take it, slave. Take it.”
And Chris does, not pulling his mouth away even as he gags and coughs beneath her. His face is red and his eyes are watering and saliva is dripping down his chin and onto the floor. But he’s still looking up at her, trying to please her, and doing a hell of a job of it.
Katrina’s turned on like crazy and ready to do something about it, but first she wants to see how much Chris can take. She pumps his mouth a couple more times, then jams her cock all the way in and holds it there, forcing him to deepthroat her cock.
“Holy shit,” Katrina says. “Deepthroat that fucking cock. There you go. Don’t pull off.”
Chris gags and coughs violently but doesn’t pull away. He is clearly in distress, which turns Katrina on even more.
“Hold it there, hold it there,” Katrina says. “Don’t let it go.”
She wants to see how much Chris can take, although, to be fair, he’s already taken a lot more than she expected.
“See how long you can take it,” she says. It’s been almost 8 seconds so far. “Hold it, hold it, hold . . .”
Finally Chris yanks his head back and gasps for air, saliva pouring out of his mouth.
“Holy shit that was impressive,” Katrina says, laughing and smiling down at him. “You did better than anyone else.”
“Thanks,” Chris says breathlessly. “Does that mean I get the promotion?”
Katrina laughs harder. “Oh, you silly little boy. This was just the warm-up. You still have a long ways to go until you earn that promotion.”
Katrina holds out her hand and Chris takes it. She leads him over to the couch and peels off her skirt and blouse and slips out of her panties and bra, leaving her clothed only in the strap on. Then she takes a seat on the leather couch.
“Take off you clothes,” she says. “All of them.”
Katrina watches as Chris strips naked in front of her, showing off his smoking body with no shame.
“Now get on your knees again,” she says once he is completely naked, pointing to a spot directly in front of her.
Chris drops to his knees and she opens her legs to him and calls him forward with finger. Chris grabs her cock and brings it towards her mouth.
“I appreciate your eagerness,” Katrina says, grabbing the cock in her hand and pulling it away from him. “But we’ll save my cock for later. Right now you’re going to lick my pussy.”
Chris’s face is relieved.
“I take it you’ve done this before?” Katrina asks, noting the look on his face.
Chris nods.
“Then I expect you to be good at it,” she says. “Now go to work.”
Chris does, licking her pussy with enthusiasm, up and down, sticking his tongue inside, doing everything Katrina likes.
“Not bad, not bad at all,” Katrina says. She takes ahold of her cock and strokes it while he works her snatch.
“Get your face in there,” she says after half a minute. “Bury your face in my sweet pussy.”
Chris complies, pressing his face deep in between her legs.
“That’s it, that’s what I’m talking about.” Katrina releases the hold on her cock and grabs the back of Chris’s head and pulls on it, smashing him even further into her. “Bury that tongue inside me,” she says. “Bury it deep inside my snatch.”
Chris strains, pushing his tongue as far into her as it will go. She helps by pushing her body forward while still pulling on the back of his head.
After a few more seconds, Katrina can feel Chris struggling but she doesn’t let up, wrapping her legs around the back of his head to keep him in place.
“Are you suffocating in there?” she says, her voice pleasant, taunting. “You want this promotion so fucking bad, don’t you? You’re a desperate little boy, trying so hard to please me.”
Chris is struggling even more now as his body becomes desperate for air.
“Yeah, that’s it, try and get away,” Katrina says, laughing and taunting him some more. “I love it when you fight for air.” She holds him in place for a few more seconds before letting him go free.
Chris’s head yanks back and he gasps. His face is covered in Katrina’s pussy juices and his eyes are watering but to his credit, he is smiling, although a bit sheepishly.
“You liked that, did you?” she asks. Then she looks down at his cock, which is rock hard. “Oh, you sure did like it,” she says, laughing. She reaches out and jams four fingers into his mouth and grips his chin tightly and pulls his face towards her. Leaning forward so their faces are only inches apart, she says, “You’re a good little boy, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” Chris says, staring directly at her eyes.
“Yeah, you are?” Katrina says. She spits in his mouth and laughs. “You’re such a good little boy that you probably want me to do that again, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Chris says.
Katrina tilts her head and eyes him doubtfully.
“Yes please,” he says, putting more beg into his voice this time. “Give it to me again.”
This time, Katrina spits on his face and uses her hand to rub it in. She stands up from the couch. She pulls Chris up to his feet, then shoves him down onto the couch. This time, Katrina drops to her knees in front of Chris.
“Just to show you that I’m a good sport, I’ll return the favor for a little while,” she says. And with that, Katrina takes Chris’s cock in her mouth and starts to suck on it.
She doesn’t take things slow, bobbing up and down on his cock with restless abandon, getting it nice and wet and slobbery.
“I must admit something to you though,” she says, taking a break from his cock for a moment. “I’m doing thing for another reason too.”
“What’s that?” Chris asks.
“I need something to help me lube you up,” she says, pushing his legs back, exposing his asshole. “You know, to make things easier for you when I fuck your ass.”
Grinning like the devil, Katrina takes the saliva she’s been building up in her mouth and spits it onto Chris’s asshole. Then she starts to rub it in with her fingers, pressing on Chris’s anus but not yet penetrating him with her finger. “And saliva is great for that, don’t you think?”
Chris nods his head but doesn’t speak. From the look on his face he’s too afraid to.
“Oh, don’t worry,” Katrina says. “I bet you’ll like it. And even if you don’t, just remember what you’re doing it for.”
“The promotion,” he says.
“That’s right,” Katrina replies. Smiling, she goes back to work on his rock hard dick, blowing him mostly for the purposes of building saliva, but also getting o
ff on it a little bit too.
She sucks him off for another thirty seconds, building up copious amounts of saliva while she does so, spitting some onto his asshole, using some to lube up her fingers, and the rest to lube up her cock.
“It’s almost time,” she says, taunting Chris with her voice. “But first we need to get you a little more warmed up.”
Katrina spit more saliva onto her index finger and let it slip down towards Chris’s asshole.
“Are you ready?” she asks.
Chris nods his head but the look on his face says otherwise. Not that Katrina cares. Smiling and staring directly into his eyes, she slips her finger into his anus and watches as Chris gasps in surprise.
“Oh my god,” Chris says, his voice breathless.
“Pretty crazy, huh?” Katrina says as she works her finger further into his anus.
Chris nods.
“Do you like it?” Katrina asks as she starts to bang his asshole, moving her finger in and out and twirling it around.
“Yes,” Chris says.
“Good answer,” Katrina says, laughing. “But I’m not convinced.”
“I love it,” Chris says.
“That’s better,” she replies. “Now for your reward.”
Katrina takes his cock in her mouth, sucking him off while still working his asshole with her finger. There is a practical reason for this too; pleasuring Chris by sucking his cock will help him relax, thus opening his asshole up further to Katrina.
And it works just as she plans, Chris’s resistance to her finger in his ass lessening the more she sucks his cock. He becomes so relaxed that it allows Katrina to slip a second finger into his asshole. This time, Chris’s gasp is as much in pleasure as surprise.
“See?” Katrina says, pulling off his cock for a moment. “I told you that you’d like it. And I was correct, right?”
“Yes you were,” Chris says.
“Now it’s time for the main course,” Katrina says, letting her fingers slide out of his asshole. She climbs up onto the couch also, then spins Chris around so he’s facing her, still on his back, his legs open to her. She slips in between his legs and gets herself into position so she can fuck his ass.