by Anya Aurelie
Brian stood back to admire me, and his eyes felt hot as they traced my curves. I was self-conscious, but also felt a glow of pride when he whispered, “So fucking sexy.” I wondered how many women he’d fucked and whether I was just one more in a long string of barely remembered lays.
Brian leaned in toward me, and his hands brushed over my body. He felt over my bra, down my stomach, and back up my side and my arm to the shoulder. I shivered. Then he reached behind me and unclasped my bra. I let it fall off, discarding it on his desk.
He got closer still, standing so close that I could feel his erection pushing into my hip, could feel the heat of his skin on mine. He kissed me again, harder this time, with more force, and then pushed one hand into my panties, just the way I’d done to myself earlier that day in the bathroom while everyone was at lunch.
I gasped as his finger found my clit and began to trace slow circles around it. Oh fuck, this felt good. Any remaining doubts I’d had vanished as he ventured further down, toward my hole. He dipped one finger just barely between my pussy lips, just enough to get it wet, but instead of pushing inside of me, he pulled back out and raised his finger to my lips.
“Taste yourself,” he said, and I did as I was told, licking all around his finger. I tasted sweet and tangy.
“Get my finger nice and wet,” he said, and I took it into my mouth and sucked on it. When he was satisfied that it was wet enough, he pulled back out of my mouth and returned to my pussy, sliding his wet finger against my already-wet skin. I was nervous that he was going to try to push inside of me and discover that he couldn’t go very far because of my hymen, but he stayed on my clit, working me in tiny circles that drove me crazy and made me lose my breath.
Then my boss pushed my panties down my hips until they fell to the floor, and I stood before him, my ass pressed against his desk and my front pressed against his still fully clothed body. I looked up at him, still not believing this was really happening.
I could see the lust in his eyes, and I felt it within myself as well. Brian picked me up then, all of a sudden, and set me down on his desk. Then he stepped between my legs, opening them up as he did so, so that my bare, naked pussy was exposed to him.
I was self-conscious, but this felt way too good to stop now. Brian returned his hand to my pussy, sliding his thumb around on my clit now. Then he lifted it and drew a line up my stomach with the moisture. I watched as his thumb painted me and then both hands grabbed my breasts, harder this time. He pinched my nipples, then lowered his head to suck on one of them.
I groaned without meaning to as his hot mouth hit my breast. I wanted him naked too but felt awkward and shy, wasn’t sure what to do. So I let him take the lead.
Finally, when I felt like my pussy was going to explode with desire, Brian unzipped his pants, leaving his belt buckled and pants on. He simply pulled his cock and balls out through the hole and lifted my hand to massage them.
This was the first time I’d ever touched a cock, but he didn’t know that. It was hard, yet spongy at the tip, and warmer than I’d expected. I licked my lips without meaning to, and Brian asked, “Do you want to suck me?”
“Sure,” I said, and he pushed me down on the desk. It was too narrow for me, and my head fell, unsupported, over the other edge. From this angle, I could see his computer screen, and saw the frozen, naked bodies he’d been watching when I’d first walked in. The woman was bent over a desk, and the man was fucking her from behind, his cock buried deep in her pussy. It was so similar to my fantasy of being bent over my bed — and so similar to what we were doing right now.
Brian went around the back of his desk and moved his chair aside. From my upside-down view of the world, I saw his cock approaching, and I instinctively licked my lips again. He pushed his fingers inside my mouth, opening me up, and I found I liked the roughness of his touch.
Then, holding my mouth open, he pushed his cock inside. It felt huge, so much bigger than I’d expected, and I almost gagged right away. Then I figured out how to breathe and how to open my throat, and as he began thrusting in and out of my mouth, I took in breaths only when he pulled out, not trying to breathe when he was deep down my throat.
Brian grabbed my breast, which was jiggling like jello on the desk in front of him as he thrust into my mouth. He squeezed hard, then bent over my body to grab the other breast at the same time, and used my body as leverage to thrust harder still.
I reached down between my legs and began to play with my clit, unable to help myself. I hoisted my legs up onto the desk, bent at the knees, and rubbed my sopping-wet cunt.
“Oh,” he moaned, “yes. Play with yourself. That’s so fucking hot.”
This is my boss, I thought, still shocked at the situation I now found myself in.
Brian pulled out of my mouth then and went around to the other side of the desk. He stood between my legs and watched for a moment as I fingered myself. Then he pulled me down to the edge of the desk, and I watched him as he pressed his cock, wet from my mouth, up against the opening to my pussy.
And then he pushed. At first he didn’t get very far, and he seemed confused as to what was blocking his way. I felt the pressure against my hymen, and braced myself for it.
He pushed again. This time he popped through, sliding all the way inside of me, and I gasped in both pain and pleasure. Brian gasped too.
“Nina…” he said, a questioning tone in his voice. “Are you…?”
“Yes,” I said. “I’m a virgin.”
He started to shrink away, looking like he’d made a big mistake, but I reached out a hand to stop him. “No, it’s okay,” I said. “Please keep going. Please fuck me.”
That seemed to be all he needed to hear. He pushed back inside of me, filling me all the way. “Does that hurt?” he asked.
I considered. “Not anymore,” I said, smiling at him, and he looked like he was already about to come. I wondered if he’d ever fucked a virgin before. If so, it had probably not been since college.
Brian smiled a devious grin. “I can’t believe I’m fucking a virgin,” he said, confirming my suspicion, and he thrust deep inside of me.
Soon my boss was pulling out of me and thrusting back in with more and more force. “You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned. “You feel so good.”
“I love the way you popped me open,” I said, smiling up at him shyly. I couldn’t believe I was really doing this. I was finally having sex. Finally.
Brian was reaching so far inside of it it seemed impossible. No one, not even me, had touched these places inside my pussy before, and it felt amazing, like scratching an itch I’d had for years.
After a few minutes he pulled out of me, though, and stood me up beside the desk. Then he pushed me over roughly so that my breasts were pushing into the cold wood of his desk and my ass was sticking out toward him. This was just like in my fantasy — except that instead of a bed, I was leaning over a desk.
Brian stood behind me and slapped my ass a few times. The sound rang out throughout the room, and I had a moment of fear that someone out in the rest of the office would hear us. Then I remembered that we were all alone, that everyone else had gone home for the day already.
Brian pulled my ass cheeks apart and stared down at me. I craned my neck back to look at him. He had an intent look on his face. Then his fingers felt down lower, found my pussy, and he lined his cock up against it. I couldn’t believe it: just earlier today, I’d been imagining this exact scenario in the women’s restroom, and now I was living it. Here at work. With my boss.
And then he pushed. His cock filled me up again, inch by inch, and the angle felt so different from what he’d been doing before. It all felt so amazing. He began moving faster, and I heard the slap, slap, slap of his balls against my ass. It felt so deliciously dirty to be fully naked in my office, where we worked, with my boss, who was fully clothed except for his cock, which he was using to do very naughty things to me.
“Is this better than your porn?” I
asked with a grin, and he moaned in response.
“Of fuck yes,” he said. “So much better. I can’t believe you wanted to do this.”
“And in return you’re going to protect my job, right?” I reminded him.
“Yes, yes, yes, you can stay as long as you like!” he said, fucking me harder.
And at that moment, he reached around and grabbed my breast with one hand, the other hand stabilizing himself against the edge of the desk, and his whole body seemed to tense up. “I’m going to fill you up!” he moaned. “I’m coming.”
The sensation was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. My boss’s cock swelled inside my bare pussy, and I could feel him shooting his sticky cum deep inside of me. He held on tight to my breast and kept his cock in place, shoved deep into me. Spurt after spurt shot into my unprotected cunt, and I braced myself against the desk, taking his sperm, loving every second of it.
With one last groan, Brian collapsed against me for a moment, then pulled out and swiveled me around to face him. He looked exhausted and spent, like the last of his energy had exited through his cock with the force of his orgasm.
As the cum started to seep out of my pussy, Brian guided me up onto the desk again, opening my legs. I saw the white liquid start to drip from my pussy, and Brian leaned over to lap it up. Then he licked my cunt, drawing his rough, warm tongue over the surface of my sensitive skin.
He pushed his tongue inside of me and then traced circles around my clit. It felt more amazing than anything I’d ever experienced in my life, and as the cum continued to drip out of me, bit by bit, Brian licked it all up, cleaning himself off of my used, raw pussy.
Then he pushed two fingers inside of me, and I was shocked at how I could now stretch open around him, unlike before when I’d been closed up by the hymen. He massaged my G-spot, and even more cum seeped out of me. As he massaged me from the inside, he continued to lick my clit, and a moment later the biggest upswelling of feeling I’d ever experienced began inside of me.
It started deep within my body and slowly came to the surface, erupting throughout my body. The orgasm shook me and made me weak, and I could hardly hold myself up as Brian continued to lick me as I throbbed against his tongue. “Fuck,” I groaned. “Fuck, that feels so good. Don’t stop.”
His tongue’s circles moved slower and slower as the feeling slowly receded, and finally my pussy was still again. The blood still pounded in my ears. Brian stayed still a moment, and then slowly pulled out of me.
I sighed in ecstasy. “Holy shit, that was amazing,” I said.
“You’re telling me,” he said, zipping his pants back up.
And then I was the only one naked as my surroundings started to come back into focus. Here I was in my boss’s office, having just lost my virginity to my boss.
But my job was safe. I couldn’t help but smile.
Brian helped me to my feet on shaky legs, and I dressed. “Thank you for making sure I don’t get laid off,” I said.
“Thank you for letting me pop your delicious cherry,” he grinned.
As I left the office and emerged into the evening sun, I smiled to myself. Today had been a raging success. I finally got fucked. And I secured my future with the Parks Department.
I didn’t know what the future would hold. I didn’t know whether Brian would ever push inside my tight pussy again. I hoped so…but there were no guarantees. It would be risky to do it again.
As more of Brian’s cum dripped out of my pussy and filled my panties, I decided that for now, I would just enjoy my success. And the soreness in my pussy. All in all, it had been an amazing day.
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Pounded By My Boss, #2
The night after my boss popped my tight cherry on top of his desk, I had vivid dreams about the moment my hymen gave way. In my dream, I could feel Brian starting to push into me, getting caught on the thin layer of skin protecting the untouched part of me, and then the delicate pop of pushing past it, opening me up, filling me with his thick cock.
And just like that, I was no longer a virgin. It had been an odd feeling, the sensation of something big and hard inside of me where I was used to nothing. But oh, it had felt so incredibly good. And then, when he had started moving in and out of me, using my tight cunt like a toy, I had almost exploded right away.
And it had all been worth it. Even in my dream I remembered the feeling of satisfaction — not only satisfaction at getting used in the way I’d long been fantasizing about, but satisfaction at the way I’d protected my job. Brian had revealed to me that there would be layoffs, something he shouldn’t have told me before anything was confirmed. And though I knew I’d be the first to go, I’d persuaded him to keep me on.
My pussy had persuaded him.
The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed despite the vivid dreams. It was like getting fucked had rejuvenated me, and reliving it over and over throughout the night had only given me more energy. I was excited to go into work, to see Brian again, to reassure myself, perhaps, that it wasn’t all a dream, that it really had happened.
Yet I was nervous too. And I had all morning to anticipate seeing him again before our paths would ever actually cross. I taught swimming lessons in the morning at one of the city pools, then went into the Parks Department office in the afternoon for the other half of my job, the administrative assistant part.
I felt like a new person that day, as I taught my class. I noticed the fathers looking me up and down in my swimsuit, tight against my curves, and I felt proud. This was a body that had been used, that had been filled up with my boss’s cum. I stuck my breasts out further than normal and let my hips sashay back and forth as I followed my swimming students down the length of the pool from the deck.
By the time my lessons ended, though, I was a nervous wreck. I dressed in the pool restroom and drove to the office, and my heart was pounding as I pushed open the front door.
I didn’t see Brian. Would he avoid me? Would he want a repeat of yesterday? To be honest, I hadn’t thought about whether I’d want to fuck him again. I hadn’t thought at all past this moment, when I’d first see him again, and how he’d act toward me. But I had to admit that the thought of having him deep inside my unprotected pussy a second time made my clit throb, and I knew that if he wanted it, I wouldn’t be able to resist.
“Hi, Martha,” I said, greeting the program coordinator. “Is Brian in?” I tried to ask casually, but my voice betrayed me, and Martha gave me an odd look.
“He’s in his office,” she said.
I went to knock on his door. Brian was the director of the whole department, so it was normal that I’d go talk to him, I reminded myself. I did it all the time. Remembering walking in on him watching porn the day before, though, this time I hesitated after knocking instead of just walking in.
“Come in,” his voice called through the door, and I pushed the door opened and entered his office, closing it behind me again.
“Nina, how are you?” he asked, and I knew right away by the formal tone in his voice that we would not be having a repeat of yesterday’s performance. My heart sunk.
I was suddenly nervous. “Hi, Brian,” I said. “I just…wanted to make sure…we’re okay, you know.” I sounded young even to myself, but I wasn’t sure what the right thing to say was in this situation. What are the words for “I just lost my virginity to my boss and I want to make sure that our deal about me not getting laid off is still in effect and also that nothing will be weird when we continue to work together”?
He nodded solemnly, folding his hands together in front of him on the desk. “We’re okay,” he agreed. “Nina, yesterday was a mistake, and it was a highly unprofessional slip-up. I’d ask you to please forget what happened here, and know that it will never happen again.”