Abby and the ceo - S01 E36

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E36

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 36

He laughed. "Yes, you can. Of course, she might offer to come to you to provide soothing massage to your abused holes." I flushed at the mental imagery. My nipples firmed and he noticed. "She is quite taken by you, too." I blushed at how obvious my physical response had been.

I stood and walked around the side of his desk. "Sir, may I suck you?" He looked up at me, smiled, and turned his chair. As I knelt before him and opened his slacks and take hold of his long, soft cock, I wondered what was it that after all the fucking that morning and knowing all the fucking in the afternoon, I felt this desire, this longing to make love to him through his cock. Mrs. C had identified it during the weekend and had encouraged it. She of course felt the special nature of the man and she recognized the relationship between him and me and she welcomed it. The two of us, as she put it, could do wonderful things for him in support and guidance. My expressed request and his response could have been surprising but my request was only heartfelt, not manipulative. His response was understanding, accepting and not dominating. I had no idea what any of this meant. I knew, though, it was going to be an interesting journey

His response to my tongue, lips, and mouth was quick. I soon had 11" of hard cock to make love to and I did. At times, it was slow, at other times it was fast, hard, and urgent. After many minutes and the sounds of the office becoming busy, again, I raised up to better align my mouth and throat to his rigid rod. I pushed my mouth down over it, taking inches into my throat, pulling back and breathing through my nose and pressing back down a little further. Over and over did that, each time take a bit more down my throat stretched by the width and thickness of him.

He stroked the side of my head and face, "God.... that feels... so amazing. He gasped, sighed, and moaned. "You almost ... have it all. I can't believe... you... are getting... so close."

My eyes told me was inches from pressing my nose into him. But not today. I pulled back and off, gasping, my hands both grasping his cock and stroking two-fisted up and down it as I gulped down air. "I will... sir. Some day... you'll... shoot. directly down... my throat." He started flexing his hips and body going tense. I leaned back down while continuing a two-fisted stroking while taking the head into my mouth and sucking like a vacuum. He came in great spurts of cum that forced me to gulp noisily to take it all.

I licked him clean and teasingly licked my lips. He stood and I assisted him in dressing. I turned at the door. He was watching me. I lifted my breasts and kissed each nipple.

"You know what we haven't done, sir?" He looked with a smile that acknowledged something sexy was to follow. "I suspect you'd enjoy a titty-fuck." I blew him a kiss, turned without waiting for a response, and walked out into the open room to begin the afternoon segment of the day.

The afternoon was much like the morning. Less anal. Definitely less anal. There really weren't that many of the men who sought anal. There were some who would do it as part of a double penetration but Mr. C, Mr. Peterson, and a very few others were alone in actually initiating it. Sara was a welcome respite as where the other women until a man would come up and fuck me while a ate pussy.

Mary grabbed me late in the afternoon and pulled me out the glass doors and turned for the showers. She stripped kicked off her heels and rolled down her stockings, pulling me into the showers. She turned on one on the wall and another on a post, turning both heads up to fall on the same spot on the floor. She laid down on the wet floor and pulled over her face. I happily joined her for a 69. The shower was creative since the they were for the women and that would keep us free of interference. We enjoyed a peaceful mutual pussy eating fest to mutual orgasms.

It was close enough to quiting time for most of the people so I dried off, located my heels, and made my way to Mr. C's office. I stopped at my desk for the lubrication I left there earlier and stepped into his office. As I did, I was spreading the gel over my breast but mostly on the insides of them. He looked up, saw what I was doing, and seemed mesmerized by the sheen left by the gel. I could tell by his face that he was instantly horny and probably instantly rock hard. Just the way I like an 11" cock.

He motioned me over and I confidently walked rightup to his knees as he turned his chair to face me. His hand went between my thighs and I opened them further for him. As his fingers gently caressed my pussy just cleaned by Mary's tongue and lips and the shower, he looked up.

"How was your office celebration, dear? Are you sore from all your fun?"

I smiled. The many memory images of the day's activities flashed behind my eyes. It ws quite a celebration, indeed. And very much fun. "Not at the moment, sir. I suspect the soreness will come later. Certainly by tomorrow."