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Banging the Boss Ch. 01

By: veronicavonDee



Jack and I have worked together for eight years, technically I'm his boss but as he's my best friend and closer to me than any man in my life it's hard to think of him as my employee. 

For the last year or so we have been working together in a new store in a small, seaside town, just the two of us. At first we were friends and co-workers, but over a few months of working in such intimate surroundings we became closer. I started to look at him in a different way; I liked him -- a lot! I noticed things about him I never had before, his cheeky smile, the way he winked after he'd said something flirtatious, he was a bad boy and yet there was an almost innocence about him that was intoxicating.

Every evening after work we'd always sit in my office and smoke a cigarette before we went home. By now we were the best of friends, we told each other things we'd never told another living soul, we were so at ease around each other that we could talk about anything without fear of embarrassment. I guess it was normal that our conversations often turned around to sex. We'd talk about past experiences, current relationships, our fantasies and fetishes, and as we chatted I'd look at him and wonder what he was like in bed. I wanted him, but dare I cross that line, I was his boss after all. 

Both Jack and I are very tactile and affectionate and we always gave each other a nice long hug at closing time. The hugs lasted longer, the kisses went from the cheek to the lips, his hands would stray down from my back to the top of my backside and he would sometimes cheekily slip his hand up my top and caress my bare flesh. I knew where it was leading but had such conflicting emotions, I shouldn't be doing this, but God how much I wanted him to push me down on my desk and fuck me, it wasn't long before I got my wish.

The first time he kissed me I felt like I'd had an electric shock. His kisses were passionate, hungry, my lips tingled for an hour after and I wanted to feel that mouth between my legs. If a guy kisses well it gives a clue to his skill on giving a woman oral pleasure, I knew he was going to blow my mind. But something inside made me ask him to stop, I was his boss, it was wrong, too complicated, a million excuses and yet I knew I didn't have the willpower to put a complete stop to it. For weeks we snatched secret kisses, the passion and desire growing daily. In a way it was delicious torture, we both wanted each other badly, but the anticipation was almost as good as the act itself. I didn't want to break the spell.

A few months went by, I was so horny for this gorgeous guy that the mere smell of him made me wet with desire. And what a smell he has! I've never known anyone give off such a strong aroma of testosterone, not sweat, just male hormones, even on his breath when he kisses. And the more you breath it in, the more you want him, he is pure unadulterated sex in the form of a man. I could see why so many women have fell for him over the years, and now I was going to be the lucky one.

We put the closed sign on the shop door and locked it before turning off the lights. We sat in the office having our usual pre-home chat and then stood up for our goodbye hug and kiss. It felt wonderful and I breathed in his manly scent nuzzling my face into his neck and risked a gentle lick along his collarbone. He tasted delicious, mildly salty, slightly of his aftershave. He gave a small sigh and ran his hands down my back and into the waistband of my jeans, his fingers softly tracing along the dimple and crack between my buttocks. 

I moaned and pushed my pelvis into his, feeling his rapidly hardening cock growing against my leg. I reached down and rubbed my index finger along the bulge in his jeans, using my long nails I drew small circles around the head until I felt it throb and pulse under my touch. I had to taste him. I dropped to my knees, unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. As soon as the zip was down his rock hard, blood engorged cock sprang free, it needed sucking badly and I was more than willing to do it. His cock was perfect, fantastically hard, smooth and beautiful with an almost heart shaped head which I desperately wanted inside my aching, wet pussy. 

Taking his cock gently in my hands I licked up and down the shaft savouring the wonderful taste and smell of him. I sucked his balls into my mouth and swirled my tongue around them one at a time and then back up the shaft to flick the head and brush my lips against it. I wanted to tease him slightly, let the anticipation build up before I took him deeply into my mouth. After a few minutes he grabbed my head and guided it over his painfully throbbing member. I dropped my head down and sucked long, deep and hard.

I admit there was something slightly kinky about the situation. There I was, his boss on my knees in my own office sucking my employee's cock like a whore, but I was past caring. I think he was having the same kinky thoughts as he grabbed the back of my head and pumped my mouth up and down his hard-on, not aggressively, but definitely in a dominate way which only served to excite us both more. Jack doesn't swear but I heard him growl, 'fucking suck it, go on darling, suck my cock.' I could have cum on the spot!

My pussy ached terribly. I wanted him inside me, to put out the fire, to massage my throbbing clit with his tongue and drink in the juices that were starting to trickle down my thighs. I wanted to talk filth to him, to tell him just what a cock sucker he had before him, that I'd do anything for him, he'd just have to ask. But I was told never to talk with my mouth full so I carried on sucking him and caressing his balls with my hot mouth. Suddenly he gasped and I felt his balls constrict, 'Oh God, I'm cumming!' he warned. I didn't need to be warned, I wanted his cum in my mouth, to feel salty hot seed running down my throat. With a final spasmodic thrust he shot his load deep into my gullet. I groaned in pleasure as I tasted his juices, I couldn't swallow quickly enough and some spilled down over my lips and dripped down my chin. I looked up into his face and saw him almost grimace with desire to see his cum all over my mouth, he watched me licking my lips and cleaning every last drop of his semen off his still hard cock. I drank every bit like the good little girl I was, relishing in the salty, slightly chemical taste of his manliness.

Pulling me to my feet, he kissed me passionately, tasting his own juice on my lips, the aroma of his cum on my breath. With one hand he quickly undid my jeans and slipped his hand inside searching for my clit. I bit my lip to stop myself crying out as he slid his middle finger inside my dripping pussy and massaged my clit with his thumb. He let out a small gasp of surprise as he felt just how wet I had gotten for him and he couldn't resist pulling his fingers out and sucking my juices of them. The sight of this almost pushed me over the edge and I felt my pussy clench in it's desire to have him in me. He thrust his fingers back inside and fucked me with his fingers, hard and fast as I pushed myself onto his hand wanting more. 

I ripped off my top and bra; grabbing his head I pulled his mouth down onto my swollen breasts squealing in delight as he sucked hard on my painfully erect nipples, flicking me fast with his tongue. I've never been able to put off cumming when both my clit and nipples are stimulated; I felt the familiar wave start to wash over me. Then that was it, I came hard on his hand, and as the spasms washed over me I thought for one second I would pass out. My whole body trembled like I had never experienced before, my knees buckled causing me to grab onto his neck for support. Fuck! I felt amazing! And yet I had to have more. I wanted him inside me, I wanted him to fuck me till it hurt, anything to take away the pain of the desire I felt for him, even now, seconds after my shattering orgasm I was horny for him. 

We sat together for a while to allow our heart rates to return to something close to normal, I know mine was racing. My little office, which until half an hour ago was just a place to do my accounts and have our cigarette and coffee breaks, was now awash with the smell of sex. The aroma of my aroused pussy mingled with the scent of his semen, male and female hormones and perspiration. It was an intoxicating brew; if it could be bottled we'd have made our fortune. 

It was winter and getting late. We had not turned the light on in the office but the glow from the halogen heater cast an almost seedy glow over the desk and dexion racking. In a weird way it way kind of romantic and sexy, and it was to be the setting of many, many more sexual encounters between Jack and myself. Each one more risky and dirtier than the last. As we got to know each other more intimately, we discovered we had similar sexual tastes. I will document these encounters for you in forthcoming stories. Although, these are not precisely stories, it's all true. It's happening to me as I speak and I love every minute of it. 

But for tonight our journey was over, we had other obligations to attend to and could not stay any later. I can't say I wasn't disappointed, I could have fucked him all night, and so I drove home with an ache in my groin and a plan of action forming in my head for Monday. As I fantasised about all the things I wanted to do with him, and what I wanted him to do to me, I felt myself becoming wet again. I couldn't wait to get home and fire up my vibrator, to fuck myself with it as I put my finger up my arse and imagined it was him sliding his amazing cock into my bottom as far as it would go. I'd had anal a couple of times before but many years ago when I was very young. I'd enjoyed it but was too inexperienced at the time to fully appreciate it. I'd wanted to do it for years and by the way he always stroked my arse he was a definite candidate. 

We spent the weekend texting and emailing messages to each other. They got increasingly naughty and when he made references to me not being able to sit down for a few days after he'd had his way with me on Monday, I knew I was onto a winner. Come Monday, I was going to get fucked up the arse with no mercy! I couldn't wait, I've always rather enjoyed a bit a pain, not too much, just a little, and I love dominant men, I wanted him to bend me over my desk and pound me, balls deep up the arse until I couldn't take anymore. Boy, was I in for a treat!

Banging the Boss Ch. 02



After our first fervent sexual encounter, Jack and I had spent many more wonderful days of horny love making together. I say 'making love' because, as naughty as we got, we always had a love for each other that was at least for me unparalleled with anyone else. I think for Jack too I was more than just a fuck, we loved each other, it was off the wall, a bit sick, but love all the same. That's what made the sex between us so great, the trust you feel for someone you love enables you to be completely yourself -- no matter how funky.

One day, after a few days abstinence, we were both feeling very horny. By now, we didn't even wait until the shop had closed before we made love. We flirted and teased for a few hours in between serving customers, the wetness between my legs growing to uncomfortable proportions. Jack joked that he was leaking pre-cum and had to find a place to shoot his load soon. Every time we passed each other we'd touch or make a dirty comment, fuck this man got me hot! The fact that the customers were unaware of our passion just added fuel to the fire.

My pussy was leaking like mad; my nipples were hard as hell. I needed this man now! I didn't care that we were open for business, I couldn't wait. I went into my office and lit a cigarette, within moments Jack followed. I had my back to the door but I could smell his maleness enter the room. He came up behind me and slipped his arms around my waist, kissing on my neck seductively. Instantly, I felt my pussy twitch and become, if possible, even wetter than it had been a few minutes before. For some reason, this man made me wetter than any other man I had ever met -- and there had been a few!

I groaned and slipped my hand around my back, groping for his stunning hard-on. I felt it twitch in my hand like it had a life of it's own. Fuck! It felt so good, throbbing and writhing in my hand. I had the instant desire to have its fantastic hardness in my arse while he thrust his fingers deep into my sopping wet pussy. 

We rubbed each other for a while, he with his hand in my knickers, I searching desperately for his zip to allow his great fucking cock to spring free. I found his zipper and ripped it down, still with my back to him. His hard-on released, pushed against my pussy and arse, the pre-cum lubricating his masculine hardness, I reached around and stroked him. 'Please fuck me darling.' I begged. I had to have him in me. 'But what about the shop?' He gasped, his cock rubbing against my slippery gash.

'There's no-one in, please darling, I can't wait, I want you in me now.' I pleaded.

We have a CCTV in the office so luckily we can see if anyone enters the shop. Jack, realising that we were alone, grabbed his cock and pushed it into my sopping pussy, his eyes glued to the CCTV screen. It was like an instant relief, and also if I'm honest, at the same time a turn-on, to feel this guys cock in my pussy while we definitely should not be doing in, was amazing. To think we could get caught was almost too much to bear. 

Jack grabbed my hips and fucked me stupid for maybe ten minutes. He pounded me deep and hard as I pushed back against him, holding onto my desk for support my skirt hitched up around my waist. I ripped down my vest top and bra so he could gain access to my aching tits. One of his hands snaked around and tweaked on a nipple while the other hand kept it's firm grip on my pelvis and pulled me onto his cock. Fucking hell! I loved it when he took control. I came like a fucking train! Readers of this story have to realise just how sexy this man is -- the mere feel of his breath in your ear makes you want to cum. 

Jack wasn't finished with me yet. He loved sex as much as me. The naughtier the better, and listening to me cum, made his cock even harder. He put his finger in his mouth to lubricate it slightly and then slid it firmly up my arse, fucking me slowly in and out. It felt amazing, even though I'd only just cum. 'Bend over' he hissed.

Without hesitation, I bent over my chair and felt the hot, wet head of his cock rubbing against my arse and pussy lips. Jack took hold of his cock and sought out the tight hole of my arse, he rubbed it gently against the spot before pushing bit by bit into my lower bowel. I screamed out loudly, the mix of pain and pleasure erupting within me. 

I can't tell you how good I felt that day. I had had anal a few times before, but probably twenty years ago, so I felt almost like a virgin again. I've never had children, so I'm quite proud of the fact that my pussy is quite tight for my age, but to Jack, my arse must have felt like a vortex. 'Don't worry about hurting me', I growled. I loved a bit of pain, I loved being dominated.

Jack pushed on, once his cock was all the way in he fucked me hard and fast. I screamed, I moaned, I growled, I squealed. I came. Oh my, I had discovered my new favourite fuck. Whether it would be the same with other men I didn't know, but with Jack the nastier the better. 

Jack fucked my arse till I could hardly stand anymore, I had cum twice that day but wanted more. My pussy was desperate but my poor arse was raw with the pounding it had just gotten. 'I can't take anymore!' I screamed.

'Yeah, you can.' He growled, as he pumped even harder into my sore hole.

He knew me well, I liked to be punished, ordered around. I smiled, gritted my teeth and took his wonderful abuse, no matter how much he hurt me, I wanted my gorgeous man to cum, to cum hard in my arse. 

I gripped hard on my office chair, his hands on my hips, he pumped my arse hard on his beautiful stiff cock over and over until I felt him tense and tremor. I reached one hand around and grabbed his delicious balls, felt them constrict. With an animal like growl he allowed himself to cum, deep into my awaiting bowels. Spurt after spurt of saltly hot sperm jettisoned into my body, I could almost feel it reach my stomach, although I knew it wasn't possible. It felt fucking fantastic!

He stayed buried deep in my arse for several moments, his cock giving the occasional spasm until he became flaccid. We both laughed, mainly due to the fact that we had been so naughty, but also due to the amazing sexual relief we both felt. 'That was fucking fantastic!' I giggled.

'I know', he said with a smile, pulling his cock out of my arse.

I pulled down my skirt and turned around, threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. He still smelt strongly off testosterone and I unwillingly felt horny again. My God! I wanted him already! Whatever he had, I wanted it, he so fucking did it for me! 

At that moment, we saw an elderly lady enter the shop. We smiled ruefully, 'I'll go.' I grimaced. 

We both knew it was just the beginning. 



Banging the Boss Ch. 03



I spent the weekend thinking about the amazing sex Jack and I had that Friday in work. I was trying to do my housework, putting the washing in the machine, throwing the Hoover around, and yet all the time I thought about Jack's hard cock violating my arse. I had to stop after a few hours and lie on the bed and touch myself. My pussy was dripping and almost painfully swollen with desire. I lay there and stroked my clit, legs spread wide apart, and remembered Jack's hot cock in me. My pussy was so wet my juice ran down my thighs. Fuck I wished he was here!

At the side of the bed I had a glass of orange juice, and floating within a few ice cubes. As I massaged my pussy with my right hand my left groped for the ice in my glass. I found a large chunk of ice and rubbed it against my throbbing nipples, all the time wishing Jack was here doing this to me. I groaned deeply and felt my pussy getting even wetter, I wanted to cum badly so stopped touching myself for a moment, I didn't want to cum just yet. I lay there and remembered how he smelled, how he touched me, how his cock felt in my pussy and arse. Fuck! I didn't want to wait anymore, rubbing small, fast circles on my clit and holding the ice to my hard nipples I allowed myself to cum. I shook and jerked liked mad, felt amazing, but now even after an amazing orgasm I wanted Jack all the more.

Monday morning came around, back in work, all I could think about was Jack and his beautiful hard cock. I couldn't wait to get there, I drove in a trance, I needed him so bad. I could feel my lace briefs getting wetter by the mile as I imagined his supple fingers working on me. I pictured in my head, me licking his tattooed hairless chest, running my hands over his tanned body. His strong arms knotted with veins wrapping around me, holding me tight, allowing no escape, forcing me to submit to his whims and fantasies. By the time I got there, I was horny as hell.

I was devastated to find that customers were already in the store, Jack stood smiling behind the counter, the kind of secret smile that lovers shared. 'Morning', I smiled shyly, glancing at him beneath lowered lashes. 'Morning', he winked back, that cheeky, knowing wink. We shared a sly smile and attended to the needs of the waiting customers.

The hours flew by; the shop was never empty, never a minute alone. By now I felt almost tearful I was so horny. And then, a lull, no customers for at least half an hour. Jack took my hand and led me by the hand into my office. I bit my lip as I followed him hand in hand into the dim room.

Jack kissed me passionately, my lips responding hungrily, tongues probing viciously. Jack had to restrain me from grabbing his cock and ramming it into my begging pussy. 'Wait a minute.' He whispered in my ear.

As we kissed he ran his hands down my breasts, his thumb nails grazing my nipples, I thought I would die from the anticipation. I ground my pussy into his thigh and felt my juices run freely down my leg wetting his jeans through the fabric. 'Fuck, you're so wet!' He gasped. 

'I know,' I groaned, 'I want you in me now.'

'Not yet.' He smiled running his hand up my thigh.

It felt so cruel, yet so fucking good. Jack denying me -- his boss! I felt I had to beg him for his cock, I felt so submissive and horny. 'Darling, please!' I pouted. 

Jack just smiled and pushed me down on my office chair. He grabbed one leg and rested it on my desk, the other on the dexion racking so I was exposed before him. He knelt down on the floor between my legs, looked at me and said ' I know you want me to eat your pussy, that's what you want, isn't it?' 

'Yes,' I croaked, my voice husky with desire.

'Lie back.' He ordered.

I lay back across my chair, my head resting on the floor, hands gripping onto the racking and chair leg, pussy wide open and wet. With a groan Jack dived in, sucking and licking my freely flowing juice, his hands pushing my thighs apart. He was obviously one of those men who loved the taste of pussy, and who was I to complain!

He licked and sucked my clit hard, causing me to squeal in delight. Jack laughed, he loved to hear me squeal and scream. I've always been quite vocal when it comes to sex but Jack makes me noisier than anyone I've ever met. 'Ahh, ahh, ohh, ohh, fucking hell!' I screamed, hoping that nobody had come into the store.

Jack kept licking and fucking me with his fingers, my pussy gagging for his hard cock.

Just as I was getting ready to cum Jack stopped and pulled me to my feet. 'Stand on the chair.' He ordered.

I did as he commanded, my back resting against the cold, hard, steel of the dexion racking. He took my right leg and wrapped it around his neck; my pussy was at mouth level. 'Hold the racking.' He ordered. And I did.

As I pulled my weight upwards he took my other leg and wrapped that around his neck. My whole body hung from the shelving, legs around his neck, holding my arse he pulled my awaiting pussy onto his face. My eyes rolled back in my head as he ground his face and tongue onto my clit, probing deep into my hole and sucked out my juice. My arms ached terribly, but I didn't care, my pussy won and I needed his tongue, his fingers in me. 

I heard the shop door bell ring as a customer entered, Jack looked up nervously but I pulled his head back between my legs, I was too close to stop now. A sick part of me hoped the customer would walk into the office and catch Jack with his head buried deep in my wet pussy, I envisioned looking into the customers eyes with a smile as I came, and then I did. Hard, deep spasms engulfed my body as I came on his face, Fuck!! He made me cum so hard. 

My legs weak I collapsed back into my chair, shirt still hitched around my waist. Jack wiped the pussy juice off his face and licked his lips. 'I'll go,' he smiled.

He went into the store with an obvious hard-on in his trousers and bravely served the customer, fuck knows how! Luckily she was easily served and he was back within ten minutes, his cock still hard.

I stood up and kissed him hard, felt his cock twitch on my thigh. Oh my! I was horny already. My poor darling deserved a real good fuck after all he had done for me. I reached down and stroked his gorgeous hard penis, savouring its shape under the denim of his jeans. I licked my lips, remembering how good he tasted; I wanted his cum in my mouth. To feel that salty explosion hit the back of throat and make me gag, but Jack had other ideas of where he wanted to cum.

'Turn around,' Jack commanded.

I did as I was asked; I loved him to take charge. 'Bend over,' He whispered. 

Again I obeyed, holding onto my office chair for support. Jack hitched up my skirt around my waist and pulled my lace panties to one side. He spat on his fingers and pushed one of them up my bottom. I gasped, it felt so fucking horny as he finger fucked my arse hole, his other hand rubbing my clit and fucking my pussy. 

I was so horny, my pussy was dripping and I was pushing my arse onto his hand. I needed his big cock now, nothing else would do. I needed to feel some pain, not a lot, just enough to put out the fire in my groin. I was desperate; I would have done anything by this point for his cock to penetrate my arse. And then he stopped finger fucking me and I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling, his jeans unzipping. I have to tell you readers, that sound in itself is so fucking sexy! Your back is to a dominant male, your pussy and arse exposed, gagging for cock, then you hear the sound of a belt and jeans undoing, you know you are going to get it good, and that makes you almost cum there and then! 

Jack pulled out his delicious cock and rubbed it up against my pussy and arse hole, I could feel his pre-cum warm and wet on my most sensitive areas. I sucked in my breath in anticipation, all the time keeping a look out on the CCTV for customers entering the shop. Jack slid his strong hands up into my top and bra and pinched my nipples; I bit my lip hard to stop my screaming out. Reaching around I took hold of his cock and rubbed it against the tight hole of my arse, Jack moaned and pushed gently. I gasped as the head disappeared into my tight arse, the muscle of my sphincter gripping his penis tightly. 'It's ok, go on baby.' I urged.

Jack needed no more encouragement and letting go of my breasts, and gripping my hips he trust hard about half way down the shaft of his cock. I moaned loudly, it felt fucking amazing. Jack pumped hard, each thrust going further and further into my arse hole. Bit by bit he violated my sacred space, hurting, splitting, spreading, and intruding into my poor ravished bottom. Strangely, I fucking loved every minute of it; I wanted to hear his balls hitting my arse. 'Harder,' I rasped, 'Fucking do it, really deep!'. With a final violent thrust, Jack rammed his cock home as far as it would go. I screamed in a mixture of pain and ecstasy. 

I reached around, I wanted to feel how deep his cock was in my bowel. I was shocked but also turned on to feel him buried deep inside me; my poor, almost virgin arse had a huge hard cock completely immersed in its depths. 'Fuck me hard darling,' I begged. 

Jack did as he was told and with one hand on my pelvis, the other pushing me over my chair fucked me deep, fast and hard. His cock sliding painfully in and out of my arse hole. 

I was starting to see stars, the pain was getting unbearable and yet deep down I knew I could take more of his abuse. 'Ow, it fucking hurts!' I squealed. My poor arse was raw.

'You can take it,' he growled.

I knew I could, I'd never deny him anything, I gritted my teeth while he fucked my arse harder. I wanted my sexy man to cum hard in my arse, I wanted to feel his hot white seed leaking out of me throughout the rest of the day. I wanted to feel him cum in my bowel, to feel that hot spurt high up my arse. 

'Oh fuck! Cum in my arse,' I begged. It could have been just a thought, I'm not sure if I said it out loud, but I wanted it so bad, probably more then anything in my life. And then I felt him tense, one finger rammed into my pussy as deep as it would go causing my arse muscles to tense, and then he came. Ream after ream of hot white cum ejaculated into my arse, so deep I could feel it in my gut. He moaned loudly as he thrust his final spurt into me as deep as he could.

I felt so weak, and yet so amazingly well fucked. I wished we could have collapsed onto a soft bed but we couldn't. We were still in work and suddenly noticed a customer on the CCTV screen. Neither of us heard the shop door bell ring, but they were there and heading for the office. In a panic I ripped down my skirt and raced out on the shop floor while Jack recovered and put his cock away. I don't know how I served the middle age couple, but I did. All the time I could feel Jack's sperm leaking out of my raw, ravished arse hole, the scent of pussy in the air. 

I knew even at that moment that we were going to go further, be naughtier, take more risks. I couldn't wait! 

Love Veronica xx



Banging the Boss Ch. 04



Have you ever tried absinthe? If you haven't you should. This amazing, strong liqueur is nearly 70% proof, had the kick of a mule and gets you horny as hell. 

Jack and I had started to partake in this drink in work, not every day, maybe once a week, and the effects were fantastic. If you're careful, you don't get drunk, just a little high, a little mad, and up for anything. I believe in some countries it's unavailable, but here you can buy it in any liquor store.

Another favourite pastime of ours was scanning the Internet for pornography, that's how we found the Literotica website. Just up our street, we got horny reading the stories posted there then fucked each other senseless. I didn't realise at that time that I would be adding to the delicious tales.

Jack and I made love whenever we got the chance. Our encounters were always in my office in work and by now we didn't care if we had customers, they just added to our enjoyment. They would be walking around examining the merchandise while we were doing very naughty things to each other just a few feet away. If we weren't having full sex I'd be sucking on his delectable cock, or he'd be ramming his tongue into my pussy or fingering my arse. Work had become a very enjoyable place to be.

One day the store was particularly quiet, we hung out in the office and downed a few shots of absinthe each, we turned on the computer and searched for porn. It wasn't long before I felt my pussy get wet and my groin start to ache. Watching those people fucking, sucking, licking, gasping, moaning and cumming was too much to bear. Glancing down I saw Jacks cock getting hard under the fabric of his trousers, fucking hell! I needed him in me now!

I looked into his deep brown eyes and saw the twinkle there, we smiled at each other, we didn't need words anymore. We knew each other well, could read each other like a book, he wanted me as much as I him, we laughed wickedly and shared a kiss.

Jacks hand gripped the back of my head and pulled me roughly into the kiss, his other hand snaking up my skirt along my inner thigh feeling his way along the trail of juice that had started to ooze from my pussy. He reached my briefs and slipped his fingers under the lace rubbing gently between the slit of my labia searching for my swollen clit. I groaned softly and my legs parted inadvertently to allow him better access to my blood engorged parts. 

I felt my breathing quicken and my heartbeat start to race as he expertly massaged my slick wet pussy. I slid from my chair and onto his lap, one arm around his neck, my other hand over his as he fingered me. All the time we carried on looking at the computer screen watching the delicious movies unfold before us. Fucking Hell! How porn turned me on.

We watched as a girl gave her boyfriend a blowjob, her lips sliding up and down the shaft of his big cock, her face smiling and smeared with cum. I closed my eyes and imagined it was us, my hot, wet mouth sucking on Jacks rock hard penis. Tasting his cum on my tongue, hot and salty sweet. Feeling the silky, taut flesh sliding between my lips, and then, ramming into my creamy pussy before finally punishing my tight arse hole. I think you readers can tell by now just how much I love cock, the shape, the taste, the aroma, how it makes me feel, there's no real substitute and Jacks is fantastically perfect - fucking beautiful!

'Can we do that?' I asked Jack, pointing at the home movie.

'What do you mean? You want to suck my cock?' Jack grinned.

'Yes, but can we film it? I want to watch it afterwards.' I breathed in his ear.

Jack laughed and moved me off his lap. He took his phone from his pocket and set it to video mode. 'This takes great movies.' He said.

I dropped to my knees, unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. Jack held the camera on his phone steady and recorded as I took out his bulging hard-on and slipped it between my lips. I sucked the head slowly, and pushed the tip of my tongue into the eye at the top searching for his juice, trying to coax a little into my mouth. He groaned and ran one hand through my long hair, holding my head in place, all the time the camera recorded every suck, lick and moan. 

Oh my! I felt so horny, so sluttish; I couldn't wait to watch it back. Maybe Jack would watch it when he was alone and that thought turned me on so much I nearly came right there. I had to control myself, I wanted to cum with Jacks cock in me, or his tongue on my clit, his fingers fucking me hard. I took a deep breath and continued taking him deep into my mouth.

Jacks breath was becoming ragged, his chest rising quickly and I felt his balls tighten in my hand. I ran my nails down his muscular arse and pulled him firmly into throat, sucking his cock hard and deep, my face buried in his stomach and pubic hair. My own pulse quickened, I wanted so much for him to cum in my mouth, so I upped the pace and pumped my head fast on his cock only stopping to take his balls in my mouth and give them a quick suck.

When he came his whole body shook. Long, hot ropes of sperm shot into my mouth, I had to swallow quickly or risk loosing some. But then Jack pulled out so his last spurt could be filmed hitting me in the face, dripping from my open mouth and lips. Holding his cock in his hand he rubbed the shiny head into the cum that smeared my face and then I licked him clean, savouring every drop. Fuck! It was so dirty and naughty - I was horny as hell.

Jack pulled up his jeans and sank into his chair, his legs weak. I stretched up from my position on the floor and kissed him, my hard nipples rubbing against his chest. 'Let's watch it.' I said excitedly. I wanted to see his gorgeous cock in my mouth from the same perspective as he did.

With shaking hands, Jack held the phone so we could both see and we watched as I sucked him hard to orgasm. 'See how good you do it.' Jack smiled. 

'Fucking hell, it's amazing to watch back.' I gasped. I looked like a complete slut! I felt a trickle of pussy juice run down my thigh. 'Feel how wet I am.' I said taking Jacks hand and putting it between my legs. 

'Oh, I'll have to do something about that.' Jack said huskily.

Pulling me onto my chair, Jack pushed me back and lifted my skirt. With his teeth he pulled my panties to one side and rammed his tongue into my juicy pussy. Licking, probing, sucking and lapping up my juice hungrily. I groaned softly and grabbed his head, pulling him in hard, not letting him up for breath. 

I relaxed into it as my sexy man went down on my pussy, my clit swollen with blood. I reached up and pinched on my nipples, pulling them slightly until they hurt. I thought about our home movie, how big Jacks cock looked in my mouth, how I watched him cum in my face and rub it in with his cock. I couldn't put it off any longer and I started to cum just as Jack pushed his fingers in me, I jerked so hard his fingers came out and he struggled to get them back in my body shook so much. In desperation I reached down and masturbated myself until he managed to slip two of his fingers back in. I carried on rubbing my clit as he finger fucked me, my body still giving the odd twitch and spasm as my orgasm came to an end. 

I felt exhausted. My heart was racing; the orgasm had left me weak and trembling, my head spinning. Fucking Hell! Jack made me cum like no other man I'd ever been with. He was an expert at sex, his fingers so nimble and supple, his mouth and tongue eager and hot. But there was something else, Jack gave off such strong male hormones it was irresistible to females. Like something on a nature programme between a male tiger and a female tigress. Spend too long in a room with him and my pussy almost gushed with desire. I almost want to laugh as I tell you this but it's true!

All the time we were pleasuring each other, customers came and went in the store. As long as we watched the CCTV screen and followed their movements we were ok, if they looked bemused we would take turns in going onto the shop floor. If they were browsers, we'd just ignore them and carry on. Not very professional, but hey, sometimes your pussy just wins the day. I'm sure people thought it was like the 'Marie Celeste' some days in our store!

For now the agonising pain of desire had abated. Jack and I returned to work and tried as best we could to act normally. It was still only early in the day, maybe one thirty; I hoped we'd get to make love again before we went home. Once wasn't enough for me, the more I had him, the more I wanted him. It was like a vicious circle.

The day wore on; we got quite busy and had to put our desires to one side. Throughout the day I had a million naughty thoughts, they say men think of sex every ten minutes, I think I beat that record, I don't think I thought of much else. I love sex, dirty, naughty, horny, sweaty sex. Jack is my ultimate sexual partner -- forget Brad Pitt, give me Jack any day of the week! He's the sexiest man ever! He's real - good looking, sexy, dirty, pierced, tattooed, motorbike riding, rock an roll loving, hedonistic, kinky, filthy and yet loving and kind. The perfect fucking man!

By four thirty I was awash with female juices. I needed Jack badly; I wanted his big, stunningly hot cock in my pussy and arse. I had no control over the way my pussy leaked it's sweet secretions, my panties were drenched, my nipples strained against the lace of my brassier. I thought of nothing else.

I decided to lock up the shop early, the town had gone quiet and some things were more desperate, more urgent. I turned the key in the lock and flashed Jack a horny glance, with a smile we raced into the office hands all over each other. 'Oh Veronica!' Jack sighed, as I kissed him hard groping for his hard-on.

I groaned in return, my tongue pushing into his mouth, teeth biting onto his bottom lip. My hands desperately wrestling with the buckle on his leather belt, I had the brief fantasy of that belt being cast down across my soft, white buttocks, stingingly punishing, leaving slight pink marks across my milky white flesh. I needed Jack to take control of me, teach me a lesson for my dirty thoughts. Luckily, Jack matched me perfectly, as much as I loved a little pain; Jack loved to deal it out.

I ripped off my top in frenzy and threw it to the floor. Licking down my chest, Jack slid down the straps of my bra and pushed it to my waist exposing my rounded tits and swollen nipples. Grabbing my breasts in his strong hands he pushed them together and alternately flicked his tongue between my desperately hard nipples. Sucking and licking hungrily as I pushed my mounds into his face. 'Fucking bite me!' I begged.

Jack responded with a sharp nip to each breast, chewing painfully on my nipples. I cried out in ecstasy, my pussy begging for attention ground into his leg leaking hot moisture onto his jeans. I had the urgent desire to strip off the rest of my clothes.

Jack ripped my skirt up around my waist and pulled down my damp panties exposing my glistening pussy to the cold atmosphere. I stepped out of them awkwardly as they caught on my knee length boots but managed to kick them away with a few flicks of my foot. Spinning me around roughly, Jack pushed me forcibly over my chair; spreading my arse cheeks with his hands he rubbed his thumb against the hole of my arse.

I moaned and spread my legs further apart to allow him a better view of my pussy and ass package. He moaned hornily and leaned over, biting my bottom hard before spitting in my tight arse hole and rubbing firmly with his fingers, loosening me up in readiness for his rock hard cock. I wiggled my arse towards him, beckoning him in, welcoming his hard maleness to violate my bottom, to hurt me with his beautiful cock. 

I could smell a mixture of hormones in the air, my pussy begging for cock mixed with his delicious manly testosterone. It was heady and erotic, it stimulated the senses, made me hungry for his hard-on pummelling me, hurting me, satisfying me, making me orgasm hard. I was almost salivating.

I gripped onto my chair and awaited the entrance of his penis. Holding the shaft, he guided his head into my sphincter, pushing against the tight ring until he popped forcibly into my secret space. I squealed in pain, the first entrance and the final deep thrust always hurt the most, and yet they were my favourite parts. I guess I love the feeling of pleasure/pain mixed together. 

As Jack started to thrust in and out of my begging arse a thought occurred to me. 'You're not filming this are you?' I asked in panic.

Like most women I was slightly insecure about my bottom. Was it huge? Was it wobbly? I wasn't sure if I wanted to see it on film, plus they say you can gain ten pounds on TV! I'm only eight and a half stone but still all those insecurities kicked in.

'No, don't worry.' Jack growled, fucking me hard in the arse.

Phew! I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of his hard cock pummelling me, pounding me balls deep in and out. Ripping me apart, splitting my poor bottom until I was raw. It felt so fucking good, so different to being fucked vaginally, so much more intense and naughty. It was slightly taboo, slightly dirty, slightly whoreish, yet so fucking amazing, and so tight.

Jack fucked me hard, holding my hips he pulled me onto his velvet, silky, stiff cock. I could hear the sucking, slurping sound my arse hole made as it accepted his violation happily and readily. Oh, fuck! I wanted his hot cum in me! I closed my eyes and willed his seed to spurt high inside, to feel that sticky hot juice lubricating my bowels, to cool my desire, to medicate my stinging arse hole with its healing slickness. 

With a moan Jack came hard, he rammed his cock into me as hard as he could, sperm shooting deep into my anal cavity, spasm after spasm of cum feeding me internally. Dousing the fire that was raging in my body we both groaned with relief, low animalistic growls of lust. I thought I might faint.

The feeling that washed over me was amazing. I felt so alive, so weak, so loved, so dirty, so well fucked. I reached around and felt around as he removed his cock, felt the cum leaking from my now gaping, ravished arse hole. I rubbed his hot, sticky sperm into my arse, trying to push it back inside, not wanting to lose any. Savouring the feel of that juiciness combined with the heat of battered skin. I took my hand and sucked my fingers clean; it tasted of his salty cum and my sour/sweet arse hole. I closed my eyes in desire. 

It was then I realised he had recorded the whole episode! I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But my curiosity got the better of me, I wanted to see. He got to see our lovemaking from this angle all the time, I never had. I trusted him enough that he would delete it if I were uncomfortable so I opted to watch it back with him.

I'm glad I did! It looked so fucking naughty! I was very impressed at his skill with the camera; it only went shaky when he came so the whole horny episode is recorded for posterity. His cock looked gorgeous sliding in and out of my arse, my black lace knickers pulled to one side, my moaning and squealing sounding loudly in the background. I was amazed just how deep his big, hard cock went inside me, how easy it slid into my depths. 

Jack and I have watched that video back many times since, it never fails to get me wet. Never fails to inspire me to go further, be naughtier, push the limits of my sexuality. One time, after watching our movie and making love I desperately had to pee. Jack asked if he could accompany me, maybe pee on him a little? I laughed and went alone. I had never done that before, was he serious? Would I do it, only for him to freak out, think I was dirty? Say he was only joking? I admit the thought turned me on a little, it was so fucking naughty, so taboo, I guess I would have to wait and see what happened next.

Love Veronicaxx 



Banging the Boss Ch. 05



I drove home that night in a dream. My pussy was sore, my arse even worse, but even then I could have took another fucking. With every turn, every foot on the break I felt his glorious hot, white cum squirt out of my arse. By the time I got home my skirt was sodden with his juice, my car sear stained and damp. I mentally reminded myself to buy a car air freshener, all I could smell was horny sex. As fantastic as that was to my sense of smell, a traffic policeman might not be so impressed should I be stopped.

I got out of the car and limped into the house. I stripped off the minute I was inside and after a quick taste of the wet patch on my skirt and panties; I threw them in the washing machine. Sperm has to ability to bleach certain fabrics and I didn't want to ruin my favourite skirt. I might be a naughty girl but I like to look after my clothes.

That night all I could think of was Jack. I loved sex, nothing felt better, but also I needed it -- and often. The fact that Jack was such a great lover just made me even more of a nymphomaniac. I have scared off more than one man in the past with my 'unreasonable requests'. One even said I was intimidating, so to find a man on a wave- length was a real find, he made me feel innocent and girlish - fuck! That in itself is so horny to me. I hate feeling dominant to men, to me it's unnatural, I want to feel like a woman, and for me that means a submissive role.

I drank a bottle of wine, took a shower and made something to eat for dinner. The food went unnoticed, the wine somewhat more enjoyable. As I drank I remembered the days events and felt my pussy twitch and start to get wet. I groaned as I removed another pair of clean briefs, the second of the day. Being around Jack, even thinking about him got my pussy juicy. 

I sat back on the sofa and slipped my hand between my legs. As I touched myself, a gush a clear fluid trickled down my legs. I moaned and stroked myself faster, making little circles on my clitoris. My mind filled with the events of the day, of watching the video of Jack's big beautiful cock ramming into my arse, seeing his hands spreading my cheeks to give him a better view, ripping my knickers to one side -- not even taking them off. Of him cumming -- fucking deep, hard, violently, oh fuck!!! I came again, shuddering, tremors of desire ripped through me. 

My poor clitoris was battered, worn out, sensitive beyond belief, but happy. I sank back into the cushions and sucked my fingers clean; I thought I could still taste some of Jack's sperm -- yum!

As I sat and finished the wine I thought of the throwaway comment Jack had made that day. 'Can I pee on you?' He asked with a laugh.

He didn't pursue it so maybe he was joking. But what if he was serious? I had never done that before, it had never really crossed my mind one way or the other. Not much freaks me out, I'm up for most things consenting adults do. The more I thought about it, the more it turned me on. Plus, with Jack I needed to push the boundaries little by little.

A few weeks passed by, we had sex many times, in many situations and positions. It was always completely amazing. One day after throwing a few shots of absinthe down we started to get a little wild. We were both slightly drunk, very horny and feeling naughty. We had looked at porn, masturbated each other, fucked hard and both cum once. The day was still young and I knew we would fuck again, the way we both loved -- up the arse. 

By four we were too horny and wasted to carry on. Luckily, this day most shops close half day so we locked up retired to my office. I straddled his lap and put my arms around his neck, kissing and licking his chest. I pulled off his shirt and ran my fingers over his bronzed torso, kissing and licking my way over his tattoos, teeth tugging on his nipple ring. My juicy pussy ground against his hard-on, skirt around my upper thighs. With a sigh I pulled my vest top over my head and threw it to one side. Jack unfastened my bra allowing my breasts to spring free and one by one sucked on my nipples, giving each one equal attention until I squealed.

My pussy was on fire, I needed to be fucked -- and fucked hard. Jacks cock was always ram rod ready, hard and hot, God how I needed him in me. How I needed his fantastic maleness ramming my wet hole, pummelling my arse till it hurt. I knew he wouldn't disappoint.

We pushed the chairs out of the way and I got down on all fours for him. He spread my arse cheeks wide and licked my most sensitive parts clean of juice, lapping on my clit and up to my arse hole. With his fingers he rubbed some of my cum and rubbed it into my bottom, lubricating me in readiness for his cock. I almost purred and pushed my arse towards him, willing him to penetrate me. With a groan he pushed his thumb into my waiting hole and fucked me in slow spiral movements, the warmth of my rectum sucking him in willingly, begging for more.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. I slowly rocked my arse backwards and forwards onto his hand, my pussy getting wetter by the minute, also wanting his naughty attention. But his other hand was busy tweaking my nipples, pulling on the tender pink flesh. I started to fantasise that another man was there too, I wanted to suck on cock while Jack fucked my arse and fingered my pussy, the other man playing with my breasts as I took him in my mouth. I had to control myself and cast the thought from my mind, I didn't want to cum too soon.

I was horny as hell. Although I wanted to prolong the act, I needed his cock, I had to feel it hurt me, sting and split me, feel his hot cum erupt in my bowels. I whimpered a little, pushed my arse harder on his hand. Jack took his cue, knew how desperate I was and rubbed the slippery wet head of his cock in my pussy and arse hole. I dropped my head to the floor, raising my bottom for him, exposing myself -- wet and glistening, ready and willing.

Holding his cock, Jack pushed the head into my pulsing arse. We never used lubrication, just our own spit and juice. I liked it that way, I wanted to feel how big and hard he was in me. And anyway, he was dripping so much pre-cum, who needed it! I gave a little squeal as he entered, my hips bucking involuntarily away. Jack grabbed my pelvis and pulled me on, slowly pushing down the length of his hard-on until he was all the way in.

My sphincter relaxed now and I gasped in relief, it felt so fucking good. And now all the way in Jack started to fuck me hard and rhythmically, pounding me with his perfect cock. One hand pushed my head into the carpet, the other finger fucked my hot, wet pussy. I rocked back and to on his cock controlling the speed and the depth, taking it fast then slow, shallow then down to the balls. Gradually building up the speed until I was fucking my arse furiously on his cock while he masturbated my pussy. 

The office was hot, the skin was coming off my knees and elbows, my arse hole felt like it was ripping in two, and Jack still kept fucking me hard. 'Oh my God!' I screamed. 'Fuck -- ing -- hell!!' I Gasped. 'Fuck me really deep!' 

I was screaming and laughing, squealing and whimpering. I hoped nobody outside the store could hear me, but I couldn't stop crying out -- very loudly. I was past the point of caring though and if someone had walked in the office at that moment I don't honestly think I would have stopped. Underneath the screaming was the ever present, rhythmic sound of squelching pussy and arse getting the pounding of all poundings, the delicious aroma of sex in the air.

With a groan, Jack came hard in my arse. I could feel the hot sperm shoot into my bowels, his cock throb and pulsate as it shot its wonderful load into my ravished, raw bottom. I collapsed totally exhausted onto the floor, arse still in the air. Jack separated my buttocks to see his cum seeping from my hole and gently rubbed it in. He kissed my cheeks lovingly then give me a playful slap before dropping back himself totally spent. We kissed each other and laughed before trying to stand on shaky legs.

We cleaned up and spent fifteen minutes or so cuddling and chatting in the dim confines of the office. As good as I felt, I still felt slightly naughty, I didn't want the day to end. I stood up and went to walk from the room. 'Where are you going?' Jack smiled grabbing my hand.

'I got to pee.' I smiled back trying to shake free his grip.

'Can I come with you?' He asked laughingly.

'What for?' I laughed back.

'I want to watch you.' He grinned cheekily.

I thought for a second, 'Yes ok.' I grinned back.

Together we raced hand in hand into the toilet, we were laughing and to be honest I felt a little horny at the thought. I pulled up my skirt and squatted on the toilet seat, Jack kissed me passionately and started to rub gently on my pussy. 'Are you sure about this?' I asked nervously.

'Yes, go on.' He said kissing me again.

'Really, really sure?' I asked looking for his expression. I was worried I'd pee on him and he'd freak out and say he was joking.

'Really, really sure. Please darling?' He replied still stroking my wet pussy.

'Ok,' I said. 'If you're sure.'

I put my arms around his neck and kissed him as he massaged my clit and pussy, I relaxed my muscles and after a little while and a touch of shy bladder, I managed to express a little pee onto his waiting hand. Jack gasped and rubbed me gently under the flow of urine, smearing the hot wet fluid onto my sensitive areas all the time kissing me and pushing his tongue into my mouth. 

If you've never tried it -- maybe you should. I was surprised just how good it felt. It was such an intimate thing to do with someone, a total trust thing, probably one of the most private things you can do with another human being, and yet so fucking naughty! I've probably never felt closer to anyone as I did then. 

I apologised for the pathetic amount of pee my bashful bladder had managed to produce. Promised I would try harder next time, but for now we were both satisfied and happy. I drove home like most nights we made love, in a total state of awe for this amazing guy. Who knows what tomorrow would bring?

Love Veronicaxx



Banging the Boss Ch. 06



Working with Jack can be hard. I spend most of the day watching him or imagining myself getting fucked by him. But of course we are there to work and earn a living and so sometimes when we are busy it can be days and days before we get a chance to be together. You've no idea how frustrating it can be to have to work along side someone as sexy as him and not be able to touch them.

Saying that, not having sex for a while gives you chance to let your imagination run wild and think up new things to try together. Mine was racing. We had done lots of naughty things together, all mind blowing but I wanted to go further, push the limits and see how far we could take it.

The shop had been busy for over a week, we no chance of sneaking a sly session of lovemaking in, we had not even been able to masturbate each other. I was in a mood, I felt grumpy and out of sorts, like an addict denied her fix I was getting twitchy. I found myself stomping around and tearful, I had to have his cock in me soon or I'd freak. I went home most nights and touched myself till I came but it just wasn't the same. I needed Jacks cock so badly it hurt.

At last, a quiet day. We plugged in my laptop, opened a bottle of wine and shared a kiss. I buried my face in his neck and inhaled his aroma, instantly my pussy throbbed and became wet. Never before have I experienced a chemical reaction like we have. 

'What shall we search for?' I asked smiling at him.

'You choose,' he said running his hand up my skirt.

We searched the net and watched various sexual acts, all the time getting hornier and hornier. I ran my hand over his crotch and stroked his rock hard cock through his jeans. The smell of sex was in the air, the hormones were raging and I had the desperate desire to be fucked.

We drank the wine within a short space of time, we had not yet had lunch so it went quickly to our heads. Alcohol lowers the inhibitions and makes you horny as hell. I could feel my pussy leaking through my panties and soaking my skirt. I had had to start wearing black as a matter of course so it didn't show the wet patches. The only down side was I ended up going home with white dried on sperm marks that stood out against the pitch black of my clothes.

Jack kissed me passionatly and rubbed my clit through my knickers. His hand slid easily over my dripping pussy and he pushed his index finger inside. I groaned and opened my legs further pushing myself onto his hand. I was so fucking horny and started to scan the room for a toy.

'What are you looking for?' Jack asked between kisses.

'Something to fuck me with.' I gasped biting his chest.

'What about this?' Jack grinned picking up the wine bottle and slugging back the contents.

I smiled and nodded. 'Looks good to me darling I said moving my swollen pussy closer to him.

He rubbed the top of the bottle against my pussy and I squealed at the coldness of the glass. It felt fucking amazing, I wanted to cum there and then. 

'Wait!' I gasped and reached into my handbag.

'Now what are you doing?' Jack laughed peeling my top down and running his tongue across my swollen nipples.

I laughed and pulled out a pot of hand cream. I unscrewed the top and scooped out a big blob of lotion, I rubbed it into my breasts and then scooped out another. As Jack rubbed the cream into my tits I rubbed the second blob into my aching pussy and over the neck of the bottle. It was cold and slippery and it felt fucking wonderful.

Jack smiled as he saw what I wanted and took the bottle back from me. Slowly yet firmly Jack moved the bottle over my clit and down to my arse hole. He circled it slowly over my hole and then pushed gently as it slid inside my vagina. I groaned and moved my hips back and to, fucking myself on the glass neck. As the air caught inside the container it made little sucking, pinching sensations. I opened my eyes wide with delight - it felt so good! 

'Oh! I squealed, 'that feels so fucking amazing!'

Jack laughed and bit my neck thrusting the bottle faster and faster inside me. I held onto his neck and gritted my teeth as he rammed the toy inside, as I looked down I saw that the lotion had started to melt and mixed with my own juice was running freely over his hand and wrist. 

'Fucking hell! That looks so sexy.' Jack gasped seeing the creamy white lotion snaking down his arm.

I came at that point, hard spasms forced even more juice out of me until his hand was soaked. I love it when Jack is turned on, I find it hard to put of cumming when I see his face grimace and contort with desire. Jack loves to see me cum too and fucked me hard and fast with the bottle as I came. Afterwards he removed it and licked my cum from the neck, savouring the taste and aroma of my sex.

I lay back in my chair and panted as I tried to get my breath back, the orgasm had left me breathless. Although Jacks cock must have been throbbing he wanted to play with me a little more. He grabbed my legs and pulled me further down in the chair so he had better access to my bottom. The bottle was still slippery with my juice as he rubbed it against the nub of my arse, I felt myself become instantly horny again and opened my legs wider. 

I gasped as he pushed the neck into my arse hole, twisting in and out as he fucked me with it. I looked down and saw he had managed to get most of the neck inside.

'Oh fuck!' I groaned as I watched the creamy covered glass sliding inside.

Jack pulled the bottle out with a pop. 'Get on the floor.' He commanded.

I pushed the chair to one side and lay down on the carpet, all the time customers were coming and going from the store. He lifted my legs high and rammed his hard-on into my hot arse. The bottle neck had loosened me up so he slid down to the balls with ease. I screamed out loud as he fucked my arse hard and fast looking me in the eyes and watching my expression. This was the first time he had fucked my arse without me having my back to him and it added to the experience to see his face full of desire. I smiled at him and told him how good it felt to have his cock in my arse, he asked if it hurt and I nodded but said I fucking loved it, he fought off the waves that started to flood his body untill he saw me rubbing my swollen clit and pinching my nipples. That was it. He came like a fucking train and filled my bowels with his delicious hot seed. Wave after wave erupted inside me, filled me, blasted my ravished insides until it spilled out and flowed freely down my bottom until it collected in a pool on the carpet. 

Jack collapsed down on top of me gasping for breath. His cock was still buried in me and I wanted to keep it there forever. I felt him grow flacid and slowly he pulled it out releasing a gush of cum with it. He kissed me and rubbed me gently feeling how hot my hole was, how much it now gaped and how wet and sticky I was from his sperm. I felt sore but amazingly I was becoming aroused again! What would it take to put out this fire he ignited within me?

We got to our feet and cleaned up as best we could. I've never met a man like him before, he's definately the best lover I've ever had. He always left me wanting more.

'There's another chapter for your memoirs.' He laughed kissing me and slapping my bottom.

'Thanks.' I laughed. 'What are we going to do for the next one?'

'We'll think of something.' He smiled.

He was right, we did.

Love Veronicaxx