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The Dream Job Ch. 01

By: nextcenturyromeo



I was still admiring the wonderful view of the ocean when the small two-engine jet touched the runway and we were down on the Nadi International Airport of Fiji. 

I took my time getting out of the plane as I didn't want to miss the chance to wish my beautiful airhostesses a nice day. They had been wonderful and they were gorgeous - all 3 of them. 

When I got to the airport building, however, I found something even more interesting - a beautiful girl holding a placard with my name on it - Shartan Silverstar, Angels Magazine. 

Instead of immediately telling her that I was the one she was looking for I took the chance to look her over. She was gorgeous! And I don't mean your run of the mill pretty girl that you see on the road. I mean the kind of girl you see and then you go home and call your friend to tell about! 

She couldn't have been more than 25 years old, maybe younger, 21 or 22 would be my guess. Her body was very shapely, that much was apparent even in the business suit she was wearing. Or maybe because of the business suit. The white shirt looked skin tight on her well-built chest. The jacket was blue and short, and equally snug fitting, not skin tight but not hiding any curves at all. 

It was when you came down to her skirt that you noticed anything really spectacular though. The skirt was skin tight, kind of cotton but very thin, thin enough that it could conform to her curves with visible ease. And it was short. Oh yes! It was short like no skirt I had ever seen in an office! 

Below the skirt her legs were completely bare and let me tell you that her complexion was something to drool over and the skin looked wonderfully smooth! 

Her feet were encased in blue high heels, about 6 or 7 inches of sharp, tapering high heels that made her tight, shapely ass push back very attractively and made me wonder if she could look that hot just by turning to look back at the passengers passing her by, what would she look like bent over on a desk. My desk. Hopefully. 

All in all, she was a walking, breathing advertisement for why bosses should only employ young, female secretaries. 

Finally I walked up to her and introduced myself. 

"Oh, Mr. Silverstar! Welcome!" She chirped.

Instead of taking my hand she stepped in and hugged me. Like a real hug. Tight. I could feel her firm breasts pressing on my chest through the clothes and her body, oh my god, so supple, so warm, so moulded to my body. 

"Welcome to Fiji!" She repeated and kissed me on the cheek. 

I was a little bit taken aback by this extraordinarily warm welcome, but maybe that's how Fijians welcomed strangers into their country. 

The car she had brought was quite big, quite spacious but there was no driver so when she got into the driver's seat, I took the front passenger seat. 

"Sorry, I didn't want to bring a driver, sir. I thought maybe you'd want to know more about me and the business and I could answer your questions more frankly in private, you know."

"Sure, I don't mind. And I do want to know more. For example, what's your name and what is your role in the office."

"I am sorry, I should have introduced myself, but I was so excited! My name is Amrita Rao and I work directly under you."

"Directly under me?" I was a little surprised at the way she put it, or maybe it was just my dirty mind playing tricks on me. After all, she was a young, lithe, beautiful girl, fit to be a model in any country. 

"Yes, sir. You will use me for all your daily needs. It will be my pleasure to serve you, sir." She smiled at me sweetly and I was even more mystified than before. 

Before I could ask more, she asked "Sir, would you like to go to the office first or to your residence. I have your bungalow all arranged and ready for immediate occupancy."

"I would like to take a look at the office first, if that's okay. I took this job site unseen when it was offered to me in India, so I am a bit curious about the company and their offices."

"Sure, I will take us to the office, sir. There would not be any staff there at this time, but I can show you anything you like."

"Yes, that's okay. Tomorrow is soon enough to meet the staff. I just want to look around the office tonight." 

---

And it was something to see, indeed! A big building, I counted 10 floors before we walked into the big, sumptuously decorated lobby. 

Amrita stood close to me in the elevator and I was aware of a very sexy, seductive perfume. I kept my hands on the railing to keep myself from pinning her against the mirrored walls and pounding her raw. 

My office turned out to be this huge...room? ...cabin? ...it was more like a street block! It was bigger than the lobby in square feet and very well-equipped. There was even a sizable meeting area with comfortable couches, coffee table, espresso machine and a bar against one wall. 

I walked around looking at the huge glass desk, and other furniture and office equipment like a kid in Disneyland. 

Amrita was walking close to me and explaining some of the items as well as giving me details that I asked for. 

Now, she suddenly said, "Sir, you must be tired from your journey, would you like to relax, take a shower, or maybe I could make you a cocktail? Or would you like a blowjob?"

I was looking at a copy of the last issue of their magazine, our magazine, when her last word shocked me out of my boots. 

I turned to look at her "What did you say?"

She repeated patiently "Sir, I was only asking if you'd like a shower, a drink or a blowjob?"

I tried not to look like the village idiot in the city, but it was hard. I couldn't think of any reason why a girl like that would joke with her boss like that. But then, I couldn't possibly imagine her offering to suck my dick right there in office, when I had just met her barely an hour ago!

After thinking a minute, I decided to bluff my way through it. 

"How about a shower and then the BJ?" 

She took it in her stride "Sure, sir, and what about the drink?"

"In between the two?"

"I will have it ready when you come out of the shower, sir." 

Amrita showed me the shower and by this time I should not have been surprised by anything, but I was. It was not an office "shower" it was a full bathroom attached to the office suite, with a huge tub, a Jacuzzi, a steam room and yes, a shower!

I tried to think in the shower if there was a solution to this puzzle but the most rational solution my mind kept coming up with is that it was just a joke, a practical joke and she didn't really mean it. 

As I stepped out of the bathroom, I was wearing a terrycloth robe that I found there, in my size, by the way. Amrita was right outside with my clothes. 

"Sir, I took the liberty to open your suitcase for some fresh clothes. I didn't think you'd want to wear the travel-worn clothes again. Will this suit you for this evening?"

She had chosen a casual shirt and trousers for me, and everything was laid out like she was my valet and not my personal secretary. 

Thankfully, she went back into the office part of the suite and I could dress in privacy. Not that I was too ashamed of my body, I work out regularly and I am in very good shape for a man of my age, even if I say so myself. 

"Amrita, I would like to sit here in my executive chair to have my drink. I want to get the feel of this desk if I am to work here."

"Of course, sir."

She brought over my drink. Wait, how did she know I liked vodka-tonic. Had I told her in the car? 

I picked up the drink and took a sip. Amrita silently dropped to her knees on the carpet beside my chair. 

I swivelled the chair towards her more in surprise than anything else but she was quite serious about it. She calmly reached in my lap and unzipped my pants. She rubbed my crotch from above before slipping her fingers inside the open zipper. 

My cock was already almost fully hard and I opened my legs to make it easier for her. By the time she got around to slipping her hand inside my boxers and pull out my shaft it was fully hard and came erect like a pole in her hand. 

She moved it in her hand, slowly up and down, and her tapered, well-manicured fingers were warm and expert in making a throbbing cock feel amazing!

Then she leaned in and licked the tip of my cock, tasting my pre-cum like she was licking her favourite ice cream. A soft moan escaped my lips. Her tongue felt intensely arousing, I could feel my cock twitching up as it touched my cockhead! 

I picked up my drink from the desk and sipped it feeling like a king while an insanely hot, beautiful girl sucked my hard cock with the skill that comes only with practice. 

She moved her hot, wet mouth progressively lower, taking more and more of my long, hard cock in, sucking it with the skill of an artist. I mean, being a dominant guy I have had my dick sucked more often than normal men, but most of the time they were either too shy, or didn't really want to do it. Even the ones who claimed to love sucking cock went at it like they were in a competition and just focused on making me cum as quickly as possible. 

Amrita, on the other hand, sucked my dick like she was in love with it! She worshipped it with her mouth. Instead of wanting to make me cum quickly, she seemed to be focused on making it last as long as possible. 

The result was that my cock got harder and harder, like a steel rod in her mouth, and my whole body felt the arousal grow. My heart was beating like an express train, I could feel an electric wave vibrating all through my body, from head to toe! 

And then I came. Oh my god! I exploded in her mouth and my hips bucked off the chair. Amrita held on to my thighs and kept sucking hard, swallowing all my hot, creamy load like she had been hungry for days!

I came for what felt like several minutes. Amrita simply drank it all, swallowed every load with satisfaction. And then she proceeded to lick me clean. Lick and suck. She used her tongue, her lips, her mouth to lick up every drop of my cum from my shaft until it was completely clean. 

-----

Afterwards she drove me to the bungalow that had been leased for me by the company. I was not really surprised by this time but then I was in a way. It was not only big in size it was very expensively furnished. 

I asked Amrita "How many bedrooms is this place?"

"There are 7 bedrooms sir, in addition to the living room, library, kitchen etc." 

"Seven bedrooms! I am just a single guy, what would I do with seven bedrooms?"

"Maybe keep one girl in each bedroom?" She suggested "One for every day of the week?"

I looked at her to see if she was joking. She looked right back at me, I thought there was a glint of amusement in her eyes, but I couldn't be sure. 

"Are you serious?" I challenged her. 

"Well, I don't know, sir. It depends on your taste. But if you really wanted to I could suggest some really beautiful girls from the secretary pool. Some of them are absolutely gorgeous and they would consider themselves to be fortunate to be picked by the big boss."

I shook my head to get away from this crazy notion and continued the tour. The bedroom, of course, was fit for a king but it was the kitchen where I ended up in the final stage of the tour. I have always cooked for myself since I was 20 and quite pride myself on it. 

"This is a wonderful kitchen. I am going to have fun here." I confided to Amrita. 

"Do you cook, sir?"

"I love to cook. It's an exciting and relaxing hobby."

"It's such a change to meet a man who can cook! Most men are so dependent in that department."

"Oh, not me. Though I don't feel like I am up to it tonight. How about dinner, Rita? Would you let me take you out to dinner tonight?"

"Sir, I would be honoured to accompany you to dinner, but seeing that you are new here, may I take you a nice place? And I would have to ask you a favour."

"Agreed. And any favour you ask is granted, doll."

"I just wouldn't want to go out in the office clothes, sir, if you don't mind us stopping by the office, I keep some clothes there for eventualities?"

"Oh, sure, sure. I don't mind. But let's start now, I am feeling a bit peckish." 

"Yes, sir."

----

Back at the office, she made me a drink and herself went into the outer, smaller office, which I learnt was her office, to change. 

I leaned back on the edge of my desk, facing the door, and reflected on my situation while sipping a perfectly mixed vodka and tonic. 

Somehow I seemed to have walked into one of my dreams. No, that's not correct. Even my dreams were not that bold and that glamourous. Here I was, a newly appointed managing director of a fashion magazine, with a huge office, a grand villa for residence, a supermodel hot secretary who was at my beck and call and...

She knocked and entered before my drink was finished. And I almost choked on my drink. 

I had thought of her office attire as bold but this dress she wore was...well, it was mind-blowing! 

Don't ask me what it was made of but it looked like a thin layer of velvet or silk. It was skin-tight and I could see that all her curves were absolutely perfect. The tight, pink minidress hugged her shapely ass very snugly and ended just about 3 or 4 inches below her ass. 

The front was cut deep enough to make any man drool at the sight of her lovely breasts half exposed. It was sleeveless but more than a little sleeveless if you know what I mean. It's better to call them straps, the way her milky white shoulders were exposed. 

In the back it was cut in a rectangle not going very deep but deep enough that I could have placed a hand there and caressed her velvet smooth skin. Being pink and thin it was almost translucent and I could see the line of her little thong quite clearly. 

She walked right up to me, stool about a foot from me and did a little twirly thing that girls do when showing off a dress. 

As she moved I noticed her shoes. She had changed into pink stilettoes with at least 7-inch spike heels. 

She stepped in closer "Well, will I pass?"

I was very much aware of her perfume, it was adding to my growing erection that I was trying to keep in control. 

Once this evening she had already sucked my cock but I wasn't sure how much I could take and how willing she would be. On the other hand words like "sexual harassment" and "office blackmail" were creating some unrest in my mind. 

But I decided to be bold, at least a little bit. I placed my hand on her bare back and slowly caressed it down. All the way down to her firm ass. The dress was smooth and indeed so thin that I could feel her warmth through it as my fingers travelled down her young, firm body. 

"What is this dress made of?" I said with some surprise in my voice trying to cover up my bold action "It's so thin I can see your panties!"

"Oh darn! I should have known you wouldn't like it!" 

Before I could guess what she was doing, she stepped back, pushed her hands under the short skirt, hooked her thumbs into the waistband (hah! strings is more like it!) of her tiny little thong and pushed it down her slender, long, bare legs. 

I stood admiring her long legs and her shapely little butt as she worked the little thong over the high heels. 

She walked around to my desk and put the little panties in my top drawer. 

"Let me leave them here for now, I'll take them from you tomorrow." She said casually. 

"You won't need them tomorrow." I said and then was surprised that I said it. 

But her reaction was calm and matter-of-fact "Yes, sir. As you like, sir!"

What? Had I just told my gorgeous secretary not to wear panties the next day and had she just accepted that order? Had I wandered into some magic land? Did I have a magic wand in my hand? What else could I do? If I wished for a million dollars, will it just magically appear in front of me?

---

The restaurant was quite nice. There was the normal tropical theme there but the decorations and the ambience was at par with any expensive, exclusive New York restaurant. 

The maitre d' led us to a booth and Amrita slipped inside, making room for me beside her. I had been thinking of an excuse to sit beside her rather than opposite as would any normal boss do, but she just assumed it and made space. 

She put her little clutch to the side and turned in her seat to look at me. 

"Sir, when you called me Rita at your home...I must admit, it felt a little weird and also...also good...in a tingly way!"

"Oh?"

"Yes, it felt like you were staking your claim on me. You see, nobody else calls me Rita."

"Well, I like the name, it's beautiful, just like you, and it suits you."

"Thank you, sir." she smiled with a little blush coming to her cheeks. 

I wasn't sure if I wanted to drink more tonight, two cocktails is usually my limit, but I wanted to get Amrita a little drunk, and see if I could seduce her. 

When I started to order though, she placed her hand on mine and stopped me. 

"Not on an empty stomach, sir!" she said sweetly but firmly. 

So, we ordered juices instead and I was a little disappointed. 

---

"So this staff meeting you have planned for tomorrow, tell me about it."

"Sir, it's not really a full staff meeting, just the department heads. It would be a good start for you to get to know about the company and the business. But this is the first and last time I have made an appointment for you without asking you. After that I will do only what you tell me."

"Good. I think I might enjoy that." I looked at her meaningfully. She smiled.

"But this meeting is more like a breakfast meeting. There is a terrace where we do barbecue some time. That's where I have invited all of them."

"That sounds unlike any meeting I have ever been to."

"Well, as your first meeting in Fiji it should be memorable, no, sir?"

I smiled. 

While we were talking, I decided to take a chance. At least to the extent of checking out how far she'd let me go. 

I slipped my arm around her waist while we talked, and she moved closer. The feel of her soft, warm body against my side was very exciting. 

"Is there an agenda for the meeting?" I caressed her soft back slowly up and down, acting like I didn't know what my right hand was doing. She didn't react but stayed close to me. 

"No sir, the idea is for you to meet the department heads and see who does what then you can decide which areas you want to focus on immediately."

"That sounds sensible." Wrapping my arm completely around her slim body I rested my hand on her belly and slowly caressed upward. 

"Thank you, sir." She smiled sweetly, giving no indication that she was minding anything I was doing though she could hardly ignore it. 

"How long is this meeting?" I moved my hand up, cupping her breast and fondling it slowly. 

"Normal business hours start from 9 am. but I have asked everybody to get there at 8 so we can have a peaceful breakfast." This time she placed her hand on my thigh and started rubbing it slowly up and down, reaching almost to my crotch. The warmth of her hand caused my cock to harden even faster. 

"That sounds very good. I love a good breakfast. Then we finish at 9?" Now I was massaging and kneading her soft, warm breast so boldly that my fingertips were rubbing in her deep cleavage, feeling the soft warmth of her bare tits. 

"No sir. Tentatively the meeting ends at 10, after that you can meet them individually. Or you can keep the meeting going as long as you want. I told everyone to keep their calendars clear for tomorrow and keep all the time for you only." She boldly moved her hand between my legs and started rubbing my hard dick properly. 

"That is perfect. You are a good secretary, Rita." I leaned in and kissed her cheek. 

"Thank you, sir. That's so nice to hear." She kept her hand on my dick and moved more into me, with her cheek rubbing on mine. I could feel her breath on my neck. I kissed her neck and she moaned in my ear. 


The Dream Job Ch. 01



I let go of her breast to take her into my embrace properly and caresses her back, pressing her into me. My left hand slipped between her legs to rub her smooth, bare thighs, feeling her body react to my touch. She opened her legs, inviting me in. 

Just then I heard the waitress approaching with our food. Amrita heard it before I did and moved smoothly out of my arms. I had not had anything since the lunch in the flight but at that moment I would have gladly foregone food to have a chance to fuck that gorgeous hottie next to me. 

But we had to eat. And I had a feeling I would get the chance to fuck her as well. She was going to be working 'under' me as she had said. I would create an opportunity to have her under me, sooner or later. 

Either the food was excellent or I was too hungry to notice. Either way, I ate heartily. In-between the business of taking nourishment I took the chance to caress her back or touch her arm. Once I dropped my hand below the table and rubbed her bare thigh. Each time she responded positively. 

We were sipping red wine after the meal when she remarked "Oh, so bad you made me take off my panties, sir. I am so very wet right now. I might stain the dress."

My stomach tightened suddenly as she casually mentioned her pussy like that. 

"Maybe I should get some tissues and wipe it for you." I joked. 

"Oh, it's okay, sir, thanks. But I will go into the ladies' later and wipe it up." 

----

After dinner we took a stroll, it was a nice road, not much traffic, and it overlooked a lovely beach. I kept my arm around Amrita, and she seemed happy to stay close to me. 

We were watching the moonlit beach when suddenly she said "Sir, should we go back? You have that early meeting and it might be late by the time you finish fucking me and get to sleep."

Once again she had managed to shock me out of my wits. 

"Excuse me? After I finish what?" 

"I am sorry sir, I assumed you'd want to fuck me before you sleep, but I forgot you may be tired from your journey."

"I am not that tired. And you want me to fuck you?"

"Well, I am for your use, sir. You will decide how to use me." She said simply in a matter-of-fact tone. 

I pulled her closer to me "You are a gorgeous girl. I would very much like to fuck you tonight."

"Thank you, sir. Shall we start back then?"

---

On the drive back, my mind was in a whirl. I tried to find some explanation for this wonderful but bizarre situation. True, I had never been to Fiji, but I knew enough about the culture to know that this was not the norm, for bosses to fuck their secretaries. 

Yet here she was, one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen and she was telling me she was for my use. It seemed too good to be true. Had I let my greed lead me into a trap of some kind? Were they going to sacrifice me tomorrow morning?

That meeting! She did say it was going to be a barbecue! No, that's crazy! 

Before I could drive myself crazy thinking in circles we were back at my princely residence. Amrita parked in the driveway and preceded me into the house. 

"Would you like me in the dress or without it, sir?" She asked once were both in the bedroom. 

"I want you just like you are, dressed, heels, everything!" 

"Yes, sir. As you wish!"

The room was full of the smell of her sexy perfume, but now there was a new smell as well. The smell of sex! 

Despite my misgivings I had been rock hard for quite a while. Now I took off my clothes quickly and freed my hard, erect cock. The tip was already wet with pre-cum. 

Amrita moaned "Oh god! It looks huge! I am nervous!"

I took her hand and lead her to a big desk set up against a wall with a computer and printer. She put her hands on the desk and grabbed the edge. Stepping wide with her high-heeled feet, she bent over and pushed her ass back. 

Easily hiking up her tight dress, I bared her ass and felt her tight, firm ass cheeks. Oh, that girl was so tight, so firm, my cock twitched up as I touched her naked ass. 

I stepped closer and started rubbing my rock hard erection on her bare pussy. It was wet. Very wet! Like dripping wet! She moaned and squirmed. 

My hand rose and I spanked her bare, tight ass "Hold still, girl!"

She whimpered "Mmmmm. Yes sir!"

Using my thumbs to pull open her pussy lips I pushed in and sank almost half of my thick, long shaft into her juicy, soaking wet pussy in a single powerful stroke. 

She screamed "Aaaah! Sir!"

I took her soft, silken hair in my left hand and gripped her shoulder with my right. Keeping her in place like that, I started pumping her wet, hot cunt in and out. With each stroke I penetrated her deeper and with each stroke she moaned and whimpered. 

Her dress was still on, I caresses her back, feeling her soft, sensuous body through the thin fabric. It turned me on more to have dressed in that hot dress bent over for me while my cock sawed in and out of her wet, dripping cunt. 

As I got more and more excited, my strokes got harder until I was slamming the full length of my throbbing monster deep into her slippery, slick cunt! My thighs were slapping her bare ass, skin on skin, and the feel was so amazingly erotic! 

I spanked her sexy little ass as I continued to pound her mercilessly from behind. Her screams grew louder and more passionate. 

"Ow! Fuck me, sir! Use me! Oh yes!"

"You like that, don't you, girl!"

"Oh, yes sir! Take me! Make me yours!"

My cock is quite thick and it was stretching her wide, to the limit, as it slid into her. But she was so well-lubricated by now that I could slam it right into her in a smooth, piston-like stroke. My balls slapped her pussy with each thrust as I pummelled her cunt hard and rough. 

As I felt my arousal reaching new heights I reached under her and grabbed her full, firm tits. I kneaded them hard, making her cry out as I continued to pound her with my throbbing beast!

Her body shook with the vibrations of an intense orgasm and I sped up my strokes. Her moans were quite animalistic as she went down on her elbows on the desk. But her legs stayed open wide for me and her ass pushed back like she wanted me to penetrate her even deeper!

I was now bent over her body and fucking her like a dog. I could feel the warmth of her back on my chest. The firmness of her tight, shapely ass cheek was so delicious as my cock drilled deep into her juicy, young cunt, making her mine with each powerful thrust. 

She came once again, just before I exploded inside her. I wasn't planning on it, but it snuck up on me. I felt my whole body fill up with that familiar current and then explode! I held her tight and kept fucking her even as my cock sprayed her cunt walls with my hot seed. A long, hot, primal grunt came out of my mouth as I came so hard inside her. 

It felt like minutes before I felt my body cool down enough for me to open my eyes. I hadn't realized that I had shut them tight as I erupted inside her!

I pulled my cock out of her hammered pussy and she immediately turned and went down to her knees. She licked my cock clean with the same dedicated as she had sucked me earlier in the evening. She took her time licking it from all sides, and swallowing every drop of cum she could find. 

I pushed my fingers into her silken, soft hair and guided her to lick my balls, which she did very willingly. 

"God! You are wonderful, sir!" She smiled, looking up at me. 

"Go make me a drink. And for yourself too." I was beginning to like the power I had. 

"Yes, sir!" she kissed my cock then got up to go to the bar. 

After relaxing for a while, I fucked her again, this time on the bed and naked. It was even more fun as I could suck her tits while still driving deep into her cunt! Her surrender was the same, she opened her legs wide and let me pound her as hard as I wanted to. 

Finally, we slept. I told Amrita to wake me up at six in the morning. I knew I'd enjoy that meeting with the secret knowledge that I had just banged my hot secretary last night! 

If only I knew what kind of meeting that was really going to be!



The Dream Job Ch. 02



Chapter 2: A Long Weekend

George was having one of those dreams again; he's been experiencing them more and more often and with growing detail since he took the job full time. Working as a male escort for one of the most exclusive escort clubs in the world paid extremely well and, of course, meant that pounding the living-bejesus out of lonely and horny older women was an almost daily norm. However, the job had its downsides, too. Aside from being unable to have a normal relationship with any one woman, George was also constantly subjected to extremely vivid sexual dreams (if this can even be called a downside). Whereas most people might have erotic dreams about one partner (maybe two), the young man, having ploughed so many women to so many orgasms, dreamt of many partners simultaneously. 

He was laying in bed, feeling a warm, wet mouth sucking his cockhead hungrily while nimble hands worked his shaft like twin pumps, slick with spit snaking down from the stretched lips above. The lubricant mix of saliva and precum flowed down to his balls to meet the tongue-bath he was getting by two hot mouths. He reached down and his hands encountered a hot body; he suddenly saw her, on her hands and knees above him, her soaking pussy hanging just an inch above his mouth. George took a long, slow lick just outside her pussy lips, then, pausing to gently exhale on her quivering slit, drew his tongue up the other side. He heard her moaning in protest, wanting to feel his tongue on her most sensitive parts already. He extended his tongue towards her hole and just as the tip penetrated the tight entry, the scene changed as it often does in dreams. 

He was suddenly standing next to a bed, a petite redhead with huge, yet perfectly perky tits with little diamond nipples holding her legs open for him. He was lining up his mushroom head with her pink slit and feeling the hot lips spread around his monster tool, reveling in the sensation of sinking into that tight sheath. At the same time, he felt the same hungry mouth from the beginning, diving deeper and deeper. He looked down and the redhead was now making out with a black beauty that George remembered as Melanie. He also remembered that Melanie preferred to spend most of their time together with his cock lodged as deeply in her ass as he could get it: and with her seemingly bottomless ass and enough Astroglide, he could jackhammer his entire cock into her juicy double-bubble, slapping her clit with his heavy balls. He was holding onto that ass now as it shuttled up and down, his foot-long disappearing into her tight asshole. Melanie was moaning her impending orgasm into the other girl's mouth, who was also fairly close to exploding all over George's cock, still plunging into her as it was.

Just as Ebony & Ivory were about to reach the point of no return, the scene changed again. He was lying down again, this time with two swollen pussies right above his face. He recognized the two girls as Rita and Kate, former employees of his from before his days in the adult industry. They were on his non-paying list (women he slept with outside the job), and have had some great nights together. When the two found out how much George loved getting mouth-fucked by a wet pussy, they made it part of their regular routine to take turns riding his face. Most such nights culminated with the two slutty teen girlfriends scissoring each other right above him until they'd explode all over each other and his face. 

This is where he now found himself; looking at two of the hottest teen sluts he'd ever encountered, fucking each other with a double-headed, two-sided pink dildo. Their two bottom holes stuffed with pulsating and vibrating plastic cocks, the two girlfriends filled their mouths with each other's beautiful breasts, biting hard nipples and sucking each other's fingers. The pace suddenly accelerated and he knew what was coming; their moans grew louder and faster and, pulling the dildo out, both pussies erupted in a gush of girl-cum as their expert fingers worked each other's clits.

As the torrent of pussy-juice washed over his face and cascaded into his mouth, he knew he was close, beginning to feel all those partners truly in unison. It seemed there were multiples of himself: reaching down again, he grasped a ponytail and, pulling down, felt his cockhead break through the final resistance and plunge deep into the girl's throat as her lips sealed around the base and her nose pressed into his hard abs. Pulling on the ponytail again, it was now farther away from him and a big, perfectly round ass slapped down into his crotch with every pull, leaving his cock shiny with pussy-cum. He wasn't sure if he was fucking her ass or her pussy: it felt as though he was in both at the same time. He was standing up, holding onto the sides of a girl's head and pumping into her mouth with long, sure strokes; he was kneeling at the bedside, his face buried between two shapely thighs, plunging three fingers into a sopping slit, about to receive his reward; he was laying in bed, having his face literally fucked by two greedy pussies till their cum ran down his chin; he felt her throat swallowing around his shaft, her tongue swirling around his overfilled balls, her cunt massaging his entire length and her ass squeezing him like a hot, wet vice. 

Feeling multiple hands on him, sharp fingernails dragging across his hot, sweaty skin, George picked up the pace. He held the back of her head pressed into his crotch as he pounded his entire length into her throat, feeling her nails on his ass as she pulled him towards her hungrily; he also felt her ankles on his shoulders as he bent her over double and literally dribbled her pussy off the bed; laying under her, he wrapped one arm around her neck and pulled her close to him as he flung her little body up and down his shaft, her soaked snatch sending little rivulets of cum snaking down his balls; he was laying behind her, sideways, holding one of her legs up in the air and cupping a breast in the other while he pounded her tight asshole to the rhythm of her moaning. As each of those scenes intensified, he felt himself in every one of those positions, in every one of those sweet, tight holes, and ready to explode in every one of them. 

George woke up during his orgasm, but didn't realize it till it subsided a bit and he was able to catch his breath. As he came back to earth, he became aware of movement and soft sounds coming from his crotch. Lifting his head to look downwards, he saw Amber's head between his legs, slowly sucking on his deflating cockhead. There was a small pool of cum beside his cock, right under her mouth where it had leaked out. The hand she had wrapped around his softening shaft was likewise glistening, as was her chin, mouth, one side of her nose and a cheek; there was also a faint white line tracing the curve of her throat.

"Good morning, beautiful" said George at the cum-smeared sexpot; she smiled back without taking the cock out of her mouth, causing some more cum to ooze out past her lips. She popped out his cockhead and licked up an errant drop of cum from the corner of her mouth; "I couldn't wait," she said shyly. "You were sleeping so soundly, but your cock woke up long before you did, so I figured why waste the opportunity?"

"Good call," agreed George, "but I'm surprised you only blew me: how come you didn't hop on?"

Her look of confusion gave him his answer before she even spoke: "But I did ride you... for at least twenty minutes! I even came, and didn't hold back! How did you not wake up?!"

He started chuckling and said "you know, I might not have woken up, but the dream you caused me to have was pretty fucking good." 

She started laughing too, saying "you know, we should do that more often: if you slept through that, I wonder what else you'd sleep through, too...?" she smiled coyly, "maybe one day, you'll wake up and there'll be more than one girl trying to fuck you while you sleep."

And with that, she hopped off the bed, grabbed a towel and ran off for a shower, yelling behind her "I've got class in half an hour, come fuck me later?"

"Sure, sure..." said George, more to himself than to her, as he heard the showerhead turn on. "As though I haven't got other people to do..." saying that, he pulled out his phone and looked at his calendar. "Oh shit..." he thought, as he looked at the highlighted day with 8PM in red. "I completely forgot about tonight..." An old friend of his was coming to town to visit family and had insisted on going out tonight. This has been a routine of theirs, ever since they fucked for the first time several years prior, right before she left for Australia. Coming back two or three times a year, she always made sure to arrange a date with him and he always sent her back well-filled, satisfied, and nowhere near as tight as she was at the start of the weekend. 

And that wasn't it, either; tomorrow night was another friend's birthday, and this was a party he simply couldn't, and wouldn't miss out on. This was the kind of party where the guys dressed up in nice suits while the girls all put on their most slutty outfits; the last such party he had gone to, he ended up in a large shower stall with a petite Asian with big tits and flexibility of a gymnast and a tall brown girl with a black sister's booty and a bottomless throat. And last but not least, he had been asked by a friend if he'd help her move into her new apartment on Sunday. She promised beer as payment, but knowing their past history, he was fairly certain they were going to be christening the new apartment before they finished moving the last bits of furniture. George knew it was a bit of a stretch, but not beyond the realm of possibility that she chose against a moving company not just to save the money, but also to get him to help her, and then offer her body as thanks. 

"Jesus!" thought George; so many girls, all wanting a piece! "really, I can't complain, though. And I can't blame them either," he thought with a smile, looking down at his flaccid 8 inches. Remembering the hot little blond currently in the shower, probably washing his cum off of various places in and on her body, he felt his cock twitch with returning life. As he started walking towards the shower looking for one more round, he thought "but she said she's got to go to class." Grinning mischievously and slowly pumping his growing shaft, he pushed the door open; "Oh well, guess she's going to be late..."



The Dream Job Ch. 02



07:45 AM. Terrace of Angels Building. 

There were 7 extremely beautiful women gathered near a big dining table, speaking in low tones. The women were all in there prime and had really sexy figures, on top of that they were dressed in really sexy, tight dresses that showed those figures to advantage. 

Even though they were in the office their dresses did not indicate that. Indeed their attire would have been more suitable in a popular nightclub than in the office. The dresses were short, skin-tight and revealed a generous amount of skin. 

Amrita: 

Their close huddle broke as I entered the terrace through the French doors. I myself had chosen a tight white shirt and a very short tight, black miniskirt that hugged my ass very snugly. I was looking a little bit more professional than them but still maintained my sex-appeal. And I had no panties under the little skirt. I planned to stay fully accessible to my boss and if possible take him into me again today. 

"Girls!" I gathered them around me "Our boss will be here in exactly 15 minutes, are you ready?"

Some of them smoothed down their short, skintight dresses, some started fixing their makeup. 

Amisha asked "How did it go last night? Did he...?"

"Yes!" I announced "He took me to dinner last night then fucked me at his home. Twice."

That caused quite a murmur and they all wanted details. I quickly gave them a short but complete summary of last night's events. 

"So" I finished "you know he doesn't like his women to wear panties. All of you should..." 

Before my sentence finished they were taking their panties off to be accessible for the boss. 

"How was he, Amrita?" asked Lara, after she put her little thong away. 

"Oh, he was good." I told them honestly "His cock is on the thick and long side. But the thing is, he knows how to use it. After giving you a chance to get used to his girth, he will fuck you hard. I felt like he was claiming me to be his bitch!"

"Oh fuck!" exclaimed Preity. 

"Yes, darling!" I told Preity and the rest of them "I had to spread my legs very wide to take him and even then I felt he stretched me. And I can feel my pussy sore when I walk."

Lara said "Then you are out of it until that feels better?"

I replied quickly "Not on your life, sweetie! I want him to do me right now! But I will give you girls your chance today though I'd like to be under him in the evening."

The discussion would have gone on longer if we hadn't heard the elevator come up just then. 

Preity: 

My heart jumped in my chest as he stepped on to the terrace. He was a very handsome man, and something about him said strength and confidence. Even though he was dressed in a business suit, he simply exuded sex appeal. 

I moved forward before any of the other girls could beat me to it. 

"Hello sir, I am Preity." 

"Hello" he said and I felt my pussy tingle as I heard his masculine, deep voice. 

"Ms. Preity Zinta , she takes care of the event management for our company, sir" Amrita added from the side. 

Before he could say anything in response I stepped in and hugged him tight. He was surprised at first but then his arms went around me and he squeezed me firmly against his tall, strong frame. 

"Welcome to Angels, sir!" I said and pressed my lips on his lips. Again he was surprised, but he responded after a brief delay, maybe after making sure I meant and wasn't going for his cheek. I held on there, with my fingers rubbing his nape, just at the hairline, while I sucked his lips. 

I would have let him fuck my mouth with his tongue, but I think he wasn't ready for it just yet. Well, he would be. For that, and more. 

As I, reluctantly, stepped back, Amrita introduced Lara. 

"Ms. Lara Dutta, she's our HR manager, sir."

Lara took advantage of my opening and went for a full hug and kiss. I could see her mouth open and I think his tongue was in her mouth just as her breasts pressed again his chest. Her dress was cut deeper than mine in the back so his hands were on her bare back, and I was jealous!

I do know that Lara is a great lover, and she can make a man want to fuck her just by walking across a room. I know well that several of her admirers include married men, who would happily leave their wives if Lara would just agree to suck their dicks. 

And here she was pressing her soft, supple body against our new boss in a way that I knew would be making him hard in a matter of seconds. She was moulded against his body and rubbing against him in a very inviting manner. 

When they broke for breath, Amrita introduced Malaika. 

"Mrs. Malaika Arora, she handles model recruitments for the magazine, sir."

Malaika was the only one today who was not in a short dress. Instead, she was in a long cocktail dress that reached her ankles. But, it was a very bold and daring design. There were two wide slits on each leg so her legs were bare right up to the thigh joint even when she was standing. The back was not there at all, even a little bit of her ass crack was visible. And still it was very tight on her, when she walked one could see her ass cheeks shaped inside the velvet material. 

In front also it was cut so deep that her naval was visible, the straps were merely strings that tied behind her neck. She has great breasts and they were barely covered by this dress, both sides of each boob was easily visible, and even the nipples were poking through the thin, clingy material. 

It was very obvious in that dress that Malaika was wearing neither bra, nor panties. When we had just taken our panties off to prepare ourselves for our new boss, she had nothing to take off. 

The boss, probably didn't notice it but I saw that Malaika stopped a few steps back while being introduced, as far as she could without seeming impolite. When Amrita spoke her name she hesitated long enough to let the boss look at her fully then walked with the feline grace, knowing he was watching her every step. 

Malaika has the sensuality that most striptease dancers would kill for. I could see the reaction of her walk on the boss, his cock was bulging in his pants already after Lara's and (I hope) my kiss with him, but seeing Malaika walk I think I saw it twitch in his pants. 

Even though Malaika did the same that we had done, she was not crude about it. She stepped in close before wrapping her long, slender arms around him. She cradled his head and brought his face close then kissed him with the easy intimacy like they were close friends and lovers who had fucked many times. 

I could see him react to her sensuality and her easy, intimate embrace. His hands caressed her bare back, and went smoothly to her ass. She pressed herself into him and kissed him fully, with tongues dancing together. He kneaded her ass cheeks so easily like he was about to fuck her. And I had no doubt that Malaika would be the first one of us to be impaled on our new boss's cock. 

While I was jealous when Lara kissed the boss, while watching Malaika, I had no time to be jealous. Watching her seduce our boss right there in front of our eyes, I got flushed and more than a little hot. Some day I am going to ask Malaika how she does that. 

Malaika: 

Damn, that man could kiss! My pussy was drenched in that one kiss with him. If he had told me to lift my dress and bend over right there, I'd have done it in a heartbeat and let him pound me as much as he liked!

But it was early days for that, although one day when we were in a meeting...but it's too early to talk about that. 

I was careful to walk so that my dress would not show the wet spot from my pussy which I was sure was soaking wet by now! 

Amrita led him to the barbecue and introduced Shweta who was doing the cooking at the moment. 

"Ms. Shweta Tiwari, she's the editor of the magazine and a great cook." Amrita said. 

As Shweta kissed him, on the mouth of course, I could see Shartan's hands wandering down her back. Maybe he wanted to see how far she would go. Shweta of course kissed him fully with tongue and everything, and never stopped his hands. 

Her dress was also backless like most of us, and the boss must have enjoyed the silken touch of her bare back for I could see his hands moving expertly up and down her back and once he squeezed her ass. 

I sat down at the dining table as I knew he would come there sooner or later. It was sooner. Amrita brought him to the table. 

"Sir, you must be hungry." she said "Please take a seat and I will bring you a plate."

"Thank you, Rita." He said, but instead of letting her go he pulled her to him and kissed her firmly on the lips. I could see the girl being surprised first but then responded wholeheartedly to him. I mean, who wouldn't! 

After he claimed a full kiss, he patted her ass and let her go. 

I had a plate in front of me as an excuse for being at the table though I was not eating. I wanted to keep my mouth free, for his tongue...or anything else he cared to put in there. 

I knew well that this was just an introduction round but I hadn't counted on him being so tempting! I was having thoughts of him spreading me on that big table and...

"Yes, sir?" I came out of my reverie by his voice. 

"I was asking if this is the whole staff?" He repeated his questions. 

Just then Amisha approached the table and introduced herself. 

"No, sir there are three more girls in the senior management, myself and two others, they are just mixing drinks, they will come and join us soon. My name is Amisha, sir, Amisha Patel, I head the legal department here."

"Nice to meet you, Amisha." Shartan said and let her come into his arms just like the other girls. 

From where I was sitting her full, firm breasts were flattened against his chest and Amisha was kissing her with a passion that showed how ready she was for him. I think new and flustered as our boss was, even he got that signal. He kneaded her ass cheeks boldly before letting her out of his arms. 

He said down on the chair next to me and Amisha sat on the other side. 

Amisha: 

I had chosen to wear a deep neck sky-blue halter dress today that reached just 2 inches below my ass. It was not skin tight but fit very nicely around my ass which many say is my best feature. Though it was not fully backless it was deep cut in the back below my armpits and it was very evident, as I wanted it to be, that my full, heavy tits were not trapped in any bra. 

I had carefully left the panties out as well, and I am sure boss found that out when he groped my ass during the introduction kiss. 

Amrita came back with food for the boss and circled the table to come and place it front of him. She leaned forward from behind and since there wasn't a lot of space between the chairs, her boobs pressed against his shoulder. He turned his head and kissed her cheek. I could see that Amrita was going to be his little pet bitch and I envied her so much at that moment! 

Kareena and Deepika came back holding Margarita's on two trays and placed them on the table. I couldn't see how they could give him the kiss and hug like we had but Shartan stood up and turned away from the table to face them.

Deepika was wearing a very low-cut tank top and a tight miniskirt. I saw her fingers touch her strap like she was considering taking her straps down and baring her tits so she could rub them on her new boss's chest. 

She didn't do it, but she did step in very close and flattened her tits on his chest as Amrita said "Sir, Miss Deepika Padukone handles the company's finances."

The boss's hands were roaming over Deepika's body as he kissed her fully. 

He let her go to take Kareena into his arms. Kareena was a in tight, short, tube dress and boss's hands checked her out boldly. 

Amrita waited until he was done sucking Kareena's lips then said "Miss Kareena Kapoor, she's the head of Public Relations." 

Now that the introductions were done we sat down to eat. I could see all the girls eyeing me with envy for having the seat next to the boss but I wasn't giving it up. I took advantage of it by rubbing his thigh under the table when I talked to him. 

He didn't tell me to remove my hand but he didn't do the same to me even though I was ready for it. My dress was not covering my thighs at all as I was sitting down. he looked at my legs several times so I knew he liked them, but he didn't touch them. 

Amrita: 

After eating we moved to the little conservatory in the corner of the roof. Boss sat down on the big sofa and immediately Lara and Amisha sat down on each side of him and squeezed him in. 

Well, I was not the shy cousin of the family. I simply plopped down on the rug between his legs and propped myself up with my arm on his thigh. I was the only one he had really had so far, and I think I was entitled to the intimate position. 

Obviously he thought the same as he stroked my hair and caressed my neck as I sat there between his legs. 

When we were gathered around him like a bunch of groupies around a rockstar, he said, "You are a great bunch of girls. Thank you for the warm welcome!"

He smiled and the girls smiled back at him. 

He looked around at the scantily-clad sexy girls around him. I could feel his cock getting hard in his pants as I was resting my head on it, lightly. 

"So what's the management structure here, just so I am clear?" He asked. 

Lara replied "Sir, it's very simple. We all work under you."

"All of you? Directly under me?"

"Yes, sir. We will all be under you!" 

As his cock twitched under my head, I got what he was doing. He was exploring, testing the waters, to see how much he controlled and what was being offered him. His hardening cock was proof that he was liking the answers he was getting. 

"Sir, we all head our own departments to the best of our abilities." Malaika chipped in "But it's up to you to use us for the maximum benefit of the company."

He nodded "So, I will use you all in the daily running of the company." 

Amisha put her hand on his thigh, right on his dick between my head and his shaft and I was annoyed. She rubbed it and said "Sir, we work very hard and we are always on call for you. Since we are under you, you can call us to your office or your home if you want to check our figures."

He put his hand on her bare back and rubbed it confidently "I think I might do just that from time to time. I expect to work hard myself and I will be working you hard as well, so be prepared." 

Lara gave him her sweet smile and said "When working under a strong boss like you, Sir, a girl expects to be worked hard and used thoroughly."

He leaned towards Lara and kissed her on the cheek "You said it, darling!" He smiled. 

She cuddled up to him. I tightened my arm around his leg so he could feel my warm breasts pressing on his leg. 

Maliaka spoke from the other couch "Sir, generally you will be using us directly and our departments through us. But if you decide to control or use any part directly, we would be happy to accept your control. For example, I recruit models based on the general brief and my own criteria but if you wanted to check them out yourself or make the decision, I would be happy to have them report to you, or bring them to you myself for a personal inspection."

He nodded to her "I might do that in some cases, like covergirls I might do myself and let you select the other girls yourself, but I will wait to see your working style before I make any changes in workflow."

Malaika nodded with a smile "That's smart of you, sir. Just say the word and they will be on your desk."

Preity walked up in front of him and stood with her legs wide open, "Sir, when are you going to have me in your office?"

Even with all that had been going on, Shartan was taken aback a little. 

"Excuse me?"

"Well, Amrita told us after this breakfast meeting then you'd have us in your office one by one, you know, to plan how to use each one best?"

"Ah, I see."

"Yeah, she said I could be the first one."

I had to interject "Now Preity, I didn't say that. I told you I can't promise anything after the first meeting. From now on he orders and I obey, that's it."

Boss rubbed my neck softly and asked "But did you promise Preity that I will do her first?"

"No, sir, she was very eager to be the first one in your office, but I just said that if you wanted to have her first you'll take her first."

Lara turned to boss and pressed her full, big tits on his side as she asked "Sir, I was hoping you'd take me first as your first order of business."

Amisha cuddled up to him on the other side "Sir, I think you should do me first. As the legal advisor I need you to check out my positions first."

Shartan looked thoughtful "Hmmm, let me see, Preity you handle the event management, right?"

"Yes, Sir" 

"Is there anything urgently enough for me to justify taking you first?"

"Well.." She hesitated "may be not urgent but important for sure."

"Sure. Okay. Amisha..." He put his hand on her bare thigh and rubbed boldly "any legal situations which make it imperative for me to explore your positions first?"

"Umm...nothing drastic sir, though I was hoping we could get together sooner rather than later."

"We will. Okay, here's my plan, I want to do Lara first. I have a number of HR questions and some policy changes in mind. Rita, make a note, I want to have Lara at 11:00. Lara, I would probably need to use you until 13:00 so make sure you are available for me."

"My day is free for you, sir, but I am always available for you when you need me." Lara said promptly. 

"Good. Malaika, I want to do you next. Why don't you come to me after lunch and we'll get started on some model selection policies. I would probably use you for a couple of hours, but could be longer."

Malaika smiled wide "I am all yours, sir. If you have use for me after office hours also, I can stay late."

Shartan nodded "Good, though it won't be required today. Today's lunch I want to have only with Amrita, but from tomorrow, we'll make some plans so I can have lunch with all of you. I would like to do all of you at least once a day, so we'll plan for either a daily morning meeting or lunch-meeting, though I hate to talk business at lunch."

Kareena who had been watching silently spoke up "Morning meeting sounds good, sir. That way you could check our reports and guide us for the day. When would you have me, sir? I think you cannot ignore PR department in a business like this. Can I come to your house tonight?"

"No, darling, I will need you for more time. I will do you tomorrow after lunch. Tonight I want to do Shweta."

"Yes, sir?" Shweta Tiwari perked up. 

"Shweta, can you gather up the last 12 issues of Angels and come to my house about 7 PM?"

"Of course, sir." 

"I might keep you overnight, there will be a lot to do."

"It's okay, sir. I am just happy you are taking time to have me tonight."

"It's important. We may need to change some editorial policies. We will, in fact. Rita, you come over as well, I will need you take my dictation."

Both Shweta and I nodded happily and replied "Yes, Sir."

Lara: 

Outside the boss's private office, I adjusted my dress. Not that there was much to adjust, I had deliberately chosen a dress that was supertight on my ass and showed my ample curves to advantage. The hem ended just 2 inches below my ass, leaving my long, shapely legs bare for his pleasure. It was totally backless and that had already been useful when I hugged him earlier when being introduced. 

My heels made a nice click-clack noise which I know turns men on. They were very high 7" heels and I call them my lucky heels as every time I have put them on, I have been fucked well. I was hoping for the same today. 

I knew very well how important it was that the new boss should fuck me immediately. The key to power in this place was to be the boss's mistress and all the girls new it. They were so jealous that I got the first appointment with him. They knew I would not miss this chance to welcome him into my vagina! 




The Dream Job Ch. 02



If he was like the last MD he would be all over me in the first 5 minutes and I would be able to wrap him around my little finger just like him. Even if not, I had many skills, and I was very sure I'd have my little pussy full of his cum when I left his office. 

I keep my body in tiptop shape by healthy eating and regular exercise. And that includes exercises to keep my pussy tight so that a healthy man could enjoy it when I squeeze his cock deep inside me. 

My heartbeat was increasing as I thought these things so I decided to get on with it. I passed through the door and entered Amrita's office, which is right outside the boss's private cabin. 

"Hi Lara" Amrita greeted me with a smile. Like I don't know what she thinks about. She's not as naive as she looks from her innocent, sweet face. 

Amrita knows the key to power and as the boss's personal she has a unique access to it. But she doesn't block us and I will appreciate her for that. She knows her position is secure and she treats rest of the girls nicely and lets them earn their place. 

"Is the boss ready for me?" I asked with my best smile. 

"Yes, he's expecting you, honey. But are you ready for him?"

In response I lifted my short dress and let her see my pantyless pussy, it was already glistening with a coating of my juices. 

Amrita grinned and said "Oh yes, you look very ready! Go right in, dear!"

I opened the big door and entered. This was the first time I was alone with this man, he looked strong, and I don't mean just the body. He had a powerful presence! 

Men have literally begged me to have my body, and here I was ready to give myself to him but still I was nervous! However, I kept myself in control and approached his desk. I made sure to use my catwalk steps so he could check out my long legs and my shapely body. 

He looked up and smiled. 

"Hello Lara, come."

"Hello sir," I gave him a sweet, seductive smile "You said you'd like to have me about this time?"

"Yes" he smiled and got up from his chair "Come, let's sit there."

I followed him to the conference area and smiled inwardly. I have been fucked on that same couch so many times. I was sure I knew he had the same thing in mind. 

He said down on the long sofa and I sat beside him. He had a digital tablet in his hand, ostensibly to make notes but I knew he would leave that soon and have me in his hands instead. My pussy was getting flooded with juices by just being near him. His cock would slide smoothly into me, I was ready. 

But...he started asking me questions about HR, my department. I had to re-focus to answer them correctly. 

"Sir, about 80% females and 20% men in this company." I replied. 

"No, sir, we don't have a dress code for either of them so far." I replied to his next question. 

"Well, I think we should. It's a fashion-related business. Our employees should be mindful of that and dress accordingly." 

"Yes, sir. Cotton looks so much better than denim on a businessman." I put my hand on his thigh and rubbed slowly. He wasn't making a move so I had to let him know I was ready to spread my legs for him. 

He smiled a slow, patient smile and I thought he was going to turn me down gently, but then he placed his hand on my thigh and said "Yes, on a girl as well.." my dress was so short his hand moved from my dress to my bare thighs as he caressed slowly "..or velvet!" He added. 

I immediately opened my legs to make it easier for him to rub my inner thigh. He caressed it for a second then pulled his hand back. 

To my dismay, he continued talking about work outlining a dress code for all employees. But my ears perked up when he came to the dress code for female employees. 

"But, sir, if we wear such short and tight dresses and are not allowed to wear panties...well, I would feel very vulnerable in that and it might...I mean, I am sure I would be wet just thinking about what might happen every time I walk into your office dressed like that."

He looked right into my eyes "Aren't you dressed exactly like that right now?"

I blushed "Yes, sir!"

"And what has happened?"

"Nothing, unfortunately, sir!" I blurted out in my frustration. 

He smiled and put his hand on my thigh. This time his hand moves smoothly up along my thigh until his fingers were almost touching my bare pussy. I am sure he could feel my upper thigh wet with my juices. 

He looked into my eyes and said meaningfully "You are not out of my office yet, darling."

I felt my gut tighten as he said that. It was like he was telling me he didn't intend to let me leave his office without fucking me!

Maybe he had been baiting me and making me more desperate for his cock by teasing me. 

Now he took my hands and guided me to the floor, I knew what he wanted to so I went down to my knees in front of him. He stood up and opened his zip. Then he reached inside and brought out his cock with his fingers wrapped around. 

Amrita hadn't lied, this was a big beast! I looked at its girth and my mouth started watering. I leaned in and licked the tip. The taste of his pre-cum was salty and oh god, so hot..

He pulled my hair and slapped my face! It wasn't a hard slap but it wasn't gentle, and I could feel a jolt of current shooting down my body. I looked up at him. 

"Did I tell you you could do that, doll?" He said gently but there was a firmness in his voice that sent chills down my spine. 

I shook my head "No, sir!"

My hair was still in his grip. He leaned down a little, still gazing directly into my eyes and said "You are not going to be a greedy little whore, are you, Lara?"

I shook my head again "No, sir!"

"I like obedient sluts, are you going to be one for me, darling?"

"I will be a good obedient slut for you, sir!" I found myself saying and wondered what had come over me. But I could feel my whole body on fire and it felt like I wanted that cock, desperately! 

He seemed pleased with my responses. He nodded and said "Lick me and eat that pre-cum like a good slut!"

I have been called a slut, whore and many other dirty names during sex. I really like them. But the way Shartan was saying them, it was different. It felt less like dirty name-calling and more like he was taking possession of me! And the damnedest thing was - I was loving every minute of it!

Making my tongue flat, I started licking his cockhead and tasted the clear, thick precum collected there. It was even more delicious than my first lick, don't ask me why!

After a few licks he pushed on my head, using my hair to control me, and his fat, hard cock slid into my mouth. Oh God! I felt like it would not even fit in my mouth and opened wide. It did fit but so snugly. And it felt glorious!

Following the signal from his hand I start moving my head back and forth, sucking his hot, meaty shaft and tried to take it in deeper every time. 

I could hear moans of satisfaction coming from his mouth and it just made me hungrier than ever! I tried to take all of him in my mouth, but my eyes watered as his cockhead hit the back of my throat. It would never fit in my throat!

Boss pulled my hair and turned my face up. He looked into my eyes with his cockhead resting on my tongue just inside my lips. 

"Relax your throat, slut!"

I could feel my whole body like it was on fire as he said that! I tried to relax my throat, knowing what he intended to do with me. And I wanted to please him. I wanted to show him if there was a perfect whore for his cock in this office, it was I! 

Shartan interlaced his fingers behind my head in my hair and moved his hips with slow but systematic strokes that went a little deeper each time. And then he entered my throat! Oh my God! I almost died! 

He was in my throat! I could feel his meat stuffed down my throat, I could smell his balls and most of all, I could feel my pussy simply flowing with juices like a river in flood!

Well, he was an expert! He fucked my throat slowly but deeper with strong strokes that left no doubt as to who was in control. I would suffocate for a moment then he would pull out a little bit. I realized I was grabbing his ass cheeks with both hands, trying to get him to fuck my throat deeper!

I wanted him to cum in me, I wanted to taste his seed! My whole body was aching, hungry for him to shoot his load in my throat!

Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and I looked up, realizing for the first time that my eyes had been closed and they were flowing with tears! 

Without saying a word he lifted me up by using my hair and bent me over the couch sideways with my hands gripping the arm of the couch. I immediately opened my legs wide. My dress was short enough that it rode up on my hips as soon as I spread my legs. 

His hand landed on my bare ass, making my skin burn slowly. He only said one word.

"Wider!"

I immediately spread my legs wider, as wide as they would go, balancing myself on top of my high heels. I was rewarded for my obedience as I felt his thick cockhead knocking on my pussy hole. 

Boss had my hips in his grip as he slid his massive cock smoothly into my soaking wet cunt. A scream escaped my lips as he entered me so masterfully. I bit my lips to stifle the next screams. I could feel I would be screaming a lot in this office in the near future!

Shartan changed his grip from my hips to my shoulders and started fucking me with in and out strokes. Each time he would enter me a little deeper. His rhythm was smooth and strong. I moved my ass back like a hungry little slut, trying to get him to penetrate me even deeper!

Then suddenly he tightened his grip on my shoulders and slammed in hard! His cock jammed itself into my wet, tight cunt and it felt like his bulbous cockhead had just penetrated into my cervix! 

"Aaaaaaaaah!" A long and pain scream released from my mouth. I just could not help it. 

Now he really started fucking me. With each powerful, ruthless stroke he started pounding my delicate little cunt like he was simply taking me, claiming all of my body and my mind!

But the hell of it was, I was not even trying to get away. Not that I could! But I was moving my ass back, helping him claim me and feeling like the luckiest bitch on earth!

I came hard and sudden! It takes me a long time to cum. All my lovers have complained about it and had to work hard to get me to orgasm to satisfy me. There was something in Shartan's wonderful cock that made me cum without even thinking about it and it was such a hot and powerful orgasm that I felt my whole body completely immersed in it. 

At some abstract level I was still aware of his pounding into me, but I left myself completely at his mercy and enjoyed the orgasm as it took up on fluffy clouds, floating in a warm river and I was exploding into a million drops....

The feel of friction as his massive cock entered my tight little pussy was too wonderful for words. Even after the mind-numbing orgasm slowed it seemed to continue for a long time just on that feeling of friction!

My knees felt like they had turned to jelly, I was upright only because I was impaled on my boss's cock. It was going fully deep and pumping me like I needed to be pumped! My pussy was warming up again and I started pushing my ass back like a hungry little whore, I wanted him to make me his bitch!

"Make me your bitch, sir! Oh fuck me, please!" I could hear these things and yet I could not believe I was saying these to my boss whom I had just met today. 

He untied my top, letting it fall and grabbed my tits. My tits are quite big and very sensitive. I almost came again when his warm, strong hands started to knead my soft, pliable mounds. My moans and screams were now mixed and I had no control over what was coming out of my mouth. 

With a hot rush I felt him explode inside me. His mouth was on my neck, sucking just below my jaw. It always drives me crazy! He grunted loudly and exploded in my cunt and his strokes got really hard and rough as he flooded my cunt with his load with every thrust! 

The only reason I could bear his rough fucking was that I came again just then. My mind was off in the clouds again and if anything I wanted him to fuck me harder not gentler! 

I think that second orgasm did it. My whole body felt like putty. I collapsed on the couch while still impaled on my boss's wonderful, pulsating cock. I was ready to let him do anything he wanted as long as he let me stay there down on my face. 

But he didn't! He wrapped his fingers in my hair and brought me back to my knees. His cock was still not fully limp, but it was soaked with cum, his and mine. I knew what he wanted. Fortunately, I love cum! 

Bending my head I went to work on his cock. I licked and slurped every drop of cum from his wonderful dong, without caring if it was his or mine! He was stroking my head and moaning gently the whole time and I felt like I was doing a good job. 

Then he lifted my head to look up at him and smiled "You are a good bitch, Lara!"

Those words felt like he had just given me a medal! I smiled wide with my lips soaked in his cum. 

"Thank you, sir."

He pointed down "You missed a drop."

I looked down and sure enough there were a couple of drops of cum on his shoe. I didn't hesitate a second before bending down very low and licking them off. You would think I was a dirty little bitch but no, I had never done that before! It just seemed so important for me to hear him call me a good bitch again. 

"Good girl!" he said and I grinned wide, very pleased!

With his permission I went into his attached bathroom and cleaned myself thoroughly. I put my dress back on after cleaning my body and went back to the boss's office. 

He was sitting in his executive chair and my first impulse was to kneel down by his side and tell him his bitch was here! But I wasn't sure what my next move should be so I just stood by his desk. 

"Sir, what would you like me to do next?" I asked trying to make my voice sound professional. 

He looked me up and down, admiringly, and I blushed. 

"Get a draft ready for those policies we talked about for the dress code. Bring it in for my approval tomorrow morning. I will have some more policy changes to discuss with you then."

"Yes, sir!"

As I left his office, I could feel a warm glow of satisfaction all over my body and secretly I was hoping that tomorrow morning he would fuck me again when I came to his office with the policy draft! 

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The Dream Job Ch. 03



Shartan: 

During lunch I enjoyed not only good food but the company of my most beautiful secretary - Amrita Rao. There is only one thing better than a gorgeous, young, beautiful girl, and that's a gorgeous, young, beautiful girl who considers it her duty to please you in every way! 

Not only did Amrita serve me like an expert waitress-cum-maid during the lunch, after I had eaten, she gave me another one of her mind-boggling blowjobs. Man, that was some lunch!

When she had gone back to her office, I picked up the phone and called the solicitor's number who had selected me for this role. Just because I had a sumptuous office and beautiful girls were throwing themselves at me, I was not stupid enough to think that it was because of my charming personality! It was true that I had always gotten more than my fair share of pussy in college and even at work but this many, this quickly? 

It was a reasonable assumption that after I had worked here a few weeks, I could seduce any of the hotties who were on the staff and most likely more than one would have come under me. But here it was like a buffet of amazingly hot girls, I just had to point which one I wanted and she would spread her legs for me!

No, there was definitely something going on here. Something that these girls knew and I didn't! And come to think of it, how bizarre was it that all the high-ranking positions were filled by beautiful women who could have been models in their own right? All but one, that is. My position was male. And I knew that my predecessor had been male too. 

So, one male boss, surrounded by a bevy of beautiful women who were ready to bend over for him at his whim. And you don't think there's anything wrong with this picture? What is this, a porn movie? 

I rang solicitor Desai but didn't get through, always to his voicemail. I really wanted to talk to him. I felt like he had the key to the puzzle. 

I was still holding the receiver when Malaika entered. And for the moment, I forgot about everything else. 

Malaika: 

As I smoothed my dress over my curves I smiled. Since I saw the boss in the morning, I had changed into another dress. This one was yellow, very tight, and very short. I have full boobs and the dress accentuated them beautifully and stopped just short of exposing my nipples. 

The morning introductions were just to meet and say hello, but this meeting that I was about to have with the new boss was all about starting the relationship right. I had to let him know that I was available to him and encourage him to do me right there. 

A gown like the one I had worn in the morning is great for showing off a woman's curves. The slits in that gown were trademark weapons to grab a man's attention as the flash of bare skin peeks through the cloth. 

But now, right now was time for action. I needed a dress that showed off my curves but also gave him access to me, all of me. A tube dress is perfect for it. It stopped just below my ass, so my boss could enjoy the view of my long, tanned legs as well as the tight ass just barely covered by the dress. 

However, the beauty of it was in the fact that when (not if) he got horny enough to fuck me, he could simply bend me over and the dress would ride up my ass, giving him complete access to my holes. And after he fucked me, I would just smooth my dress down over my ass and walk out looking innocent like a respectable married woman that I am. 

I smiled again as I thought about that. The other girls think that it's a handicap for me that I have a husband. The silly idiots don't know that it takes skill to hold on to a husband for so many years. And the same skills I could use on our boss and have him eating out of my hand in a minute! 

All that doesn't happen without effort though. So many of the young girls are too lazy to make the effort. I had spent a lot of time since last night to make myself ready for the new boss. 

Not only had I had carefully removed all hair from my body (except from my head, of course), but I had rubbed a lot of moisturizing cream into every inch of my body. Especially between my legs. My pussy was so smooth and soft to the touch that he could rub it, finger it, lick it or fuck it, no matter how he used it, he would enjoy it immensely!

Then this morning I had spent 3 hours, taking a full, fragrant bath, rubbing cream into my body, painting my nails and toenails and several other procedures that make a woman desirable to men. I had paid special attention to my pussy, ass and boobs. I had kept several dresses in the office in my cupboard, ready to wear the one I thought would attract him most. 

After changing into the indecently gorgeous dress, I had sprayed my sexy, provocative perfume in the 17 strategic spots where a man could not miss it. I had carefully brushed my hair, but left it loose over my shoulders, an open invitation for him to grab it while he was fucking me from behind. 

Carefully avoiding any jewelry that could get stuck in clothes, I had taken off my wedding ring also. And I didn't plan to wear it around the office from now on. The 7" high black stilettos that I was wearing were specifically chosen to make my ass look more inviting when I walked or stood still. And I had spent a month practicing the correct walk in high heels. 

So much planning goes into something that these girls think of as simple seduction. And then they wonder why it was that the last boss had fucked me first after resisting all the girls for weeks!

Putting all these thoughts aside, I flipped my hair once and entered Amrita's office. I was carrying some files just to look professional, but my intention was to have the boss in me within two minutes of entering his office. 

Little did I know what the bastard had in mind!

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Shartan: 

Wow! That woman had the look of an angel and the charm of a vixen! It was only this morning that I saw her and already she looked so different and so damn fuckable! Yes, that's the word - fuckable! As soon as she entered my cabin all I wanted was to press her against the wall and just fuck her raw!

You know all those jokes that a man gets only enough blood circulation to use one of his head at a time? Well, I am not that stupid. I did do a double-take when she entered and noticed her long legs in that short little dress with an instant desire to spread them. And yes I took a long minute in which I checked her out and thought about all the things I wanted to do to each part of her body..those breasts... mmmmm. 

She was walking to my desk and I was inspecting her shapely, supple body, almost raping her with my eyes. But even as she got to my desk, my brain got in gear and I realized that she had very carefully prepared herself to come meet me like this. It was not possible that she didn't know the effect she was having on me right now! And she had engineered that effect with much deliberation and preparation. 

Oh, I could see that she was available to me. If I wanted to fuck her, she would be very willing to spread her legs for me. And I did want to spread her legs and make her scream my name. The real question however, was who got the power in this exchange. I could fuck her and then I could control her or she would control me? 

Like a gentleman I got up when she approached my desk. Then I pointed her to the chair opposite me across the desk. 

That, I could see, was a surprise and a disappointment to her. But only for a moment. Then she hid it behind her smile. That moment was enough to tell me that she was hoping that I would work with her in the meeting area. A couch is a much more social setting for one, and it's easy to have sex on a big couch as compared to a desk. 

Maybe, just maybe, she had heard from Lara about our 'work session' in the meeting area in which I fucked her on the couch. 

Be that as it may, I saw that she was disappointed that I offered her the chair. She did sit down though and crossed her legs. Now, that big desk of mine was topped with completely transparent glass. When Malaika crossed her legs her tight minidress rode up and I could see her long legs bare, almost up to her ass. I think my mouth watered!

Reclining back in my chair, I looked down at her and started talking like a boss who really wants to work. I asked her about the criteria that was used in selecting models for the magazine. While she was answering, I could easily look at her and admire the beautiful view without seeming to stare. 

Having started on that track, I started getting more ideas and my business brain got engaged. 

"Do we have any celebrities that model for us?" I asked her when she stopped. 

"In the new year section, sir. Or sometimes for special occasions we do celebrity interviews, like for Valentine's day."

"Hmmmm. I think we should have more celebrity models in the magazine each issue, both males and females, but more females obviously."

"Obviously." She agreed. 

"I would like us to select these from all fields - fashion, sports, music etc. but a big majority of them would be from the popular film world, faces that the average reader would recognize."

"Good idea, sir."

She uncrossed her legs then recrossed them the other way. And she took her time doing it, so that I got a very clear view between her legs. I could see there were absolutely no panties, that she kept her pussy clean and hairless and that there was a sheen of moisture on her pussy slit. 

That last bit of visual data made my cock throb in my pants. But I continued on the business track. 

"We should source both Bollywood and Hollywood for our models as those celebrities are well-known in Fiji."

"Um..sir, I have some connections I can develop and leverage in Bollywood but I have no experience of working with the Hollywood people. I will need help. 

"Oh, sure. Hire somebody from Hollywood itself who can help us recruit the best and most popular actresses and models."

"Yes, sir, that's a great idea."

I noticed that in-between writing down my instructions she was putting the top of her pen in her mouth. But it was not the chewing motion that girls would usually do in a situation like this. She was just licking the top of her pen and then taking it into her mouth with her lips closed. She was taking two or three inches of her pen in her mouth then moving it very subtly in and out before taking it out fully. 

Well, the effect of that maneuver of hers was as expected. I imagined her soft, luscious lips with my penis going in and out between them just like that. The fact that she tried to tempt me with such an obvious move told me that I was on the right path. She most definitely wanted me to fuck her!

Not yet. I wanted to bang her, but the longer I took in laying her, the more control I would have. Or so I figured. 

"Malaika, what is the current selection process for models? I may want to tweak it a bit."

"Well, sir, so far we do a shortlist from various fields, sports, fashion, music bands etc., then I interview them, then Zack, who is our main photographer, does test photos. Would you like me to pass them under you from now on?"

"No. No. That is, not all of them. I would like you to continue making the shortlist but of course add the Bollywood and Hollywood celebrities on them. I would like to go over the shortlist with you and whoever we select for the Hollywood recruitments."

"Okay, sir."

"Then some of the actresses and models from Hollywood and Bollywood I would like to check out in person and approve myself. Also, if there are any special girls in the other categories who you think should be on my desk before they are selected, you can let me know."

"That sounds like a very efficient workflow, sir. I will have my assistant produce the shortlist with the existing photos of the girls so it's easier for you to decide which ones you want to use personally."

She again uncrossed her legs, but this time, she didn't re-cross them right away. She just sat there, writing in her notepad, apparently oblivious to the fact that her legs were open and her naked pussy was clearly visible to me through the glass desktop. 

I didn't even try to pretend like I was not looking, I looked at her pussy but casually. It was very clear now that she was leaking. I could see the flow of clear fluid leaking from between pussy lips. Her nipples were poking through the thin fabric of her skin-tight dress. 

"Damn, I am almost falling asleep. I had a heavy lunch. Let's get some coffee in, ok, Malaika?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you."

When the coffee came I told the waitress to put it on the table in the conference area. From the corner of my eye I noticed Malaika perking up her ears when I did that. 

She got up when I got up and when I put my hand on her back she came close, allowing me to lead her to the couch. 

I caressed her smooth, soft back slowly as I led her to the seating area "This is a beautiful dress, Malaika."

"Thank you, sir" She smiled at me then cuddled up closer and kissed my cheek "You are so sweet!"

This morning I had kissed her fully, with my tongue in her mouth, but that was different. It was an introduction and all the girls did it. But now, in the privacy of my office, her kissing my cheek meant that she was giving me an opening. A girl doesn't give open invitation like that, girls usually like to be chased. They give in after a certain amount of chase to let a man feel that he has won it. 

But I had been keeping her waiting for over an hour and teasing her by just talking about work. She was desperate now. I decided to take her opening and proceed. 

Since my arm was around her waist it was natural that she ended up sitting next to me on the couch. I put my hand on her leg, on her bare thigh and looked into her eyes. 

"Do you enjoy your work, Malaika?"

"Oh yes, sir. It's great."

Even though I was looking in her eyes, I could feel with my hand that as soon as my hand rested on her thigh, she opened her legs. While sitting down that dress covered very little of her legs. I could see between her legs. Hell, she was giving me full access and I knew it. 

Malaika:

Finally when boss ordered coffee I got back some lost hope. I was beginning to think he had made up his mind that he could only handle two girls at a time and those would be Amrita and Lara. I got a sinking feeling in my heart when I thought that. 

But I am not a shy girl nor an inexperienced one. I knew I could seduce him in time, though that maybe too late for any practical benefit. 

Coffee was a lifesaver in that. While escorting me to the couch he put his hand on my back and the way he caressed it gently but with a authority in his touch, I knew I would not leave his cabin without feeling his cock in me. I sighed internally with relief. But I could not relax my efforts. I was not that sure of him still. 

Taking care to sit close to him, I touched my knee to his so that we could have a feeling of casual intimacy on the couch. I deliberately didn't make the coffee, it would get his hands busy with something other than my body. Personally I didn't want coffee, I wanted his tongue in my mouth, like he had fucked my mouth this morning with his probing tongue. 

As soon as he put his hand on my thigh, I opened my legs for him. I am pretty sure he could see my bare pussy from there. I wanted him to think of nothing but fucking me. Then, to my dismay, he started talking about work again, though this time it was about my work and how I felt. 

"You know we will have to select the girls carefully. Not just for the looks but for their nature." He said. His hand was caressing my thigh now, his fingertips were actually under the hem of my short skirt. 

"Yes, sir. We will want girls who are not only beautiful but also cooperative and..obedient." 

I looked right back into his eyes to let him know I knew what he was thinking. He was telling me that he wanted models who would spread their legs for him. I guess he didn't know how easily a girl will surrender her body for a job in show business as long as it was kept private. 

"Obedience. Yes, I do like obedience in girls." He smiled.

"So, let's see, we want models who are hot.." 

"Superhot."

"Okay, superhot. And a little slutty."

"True. Slutty girls are much suited for what we have in mind."

"Okay, what else?"

"It will be nice if they are submissive to an extent."

"Yes, that sounds like the perfect combo sir - superhot, slutty and submissive."

"The Triple-S criteria."

"Exactly."

All this time, his hand was on my thigh and he was rubbing slowly. It was getting me really hot how casually he was caressing me so close to my exposed pussy. It was like it didn't matter what I wanted, he would do what he wanted with me. It was a different feeling and somehow very arousing! 

Now he leaned in and kissed my cheek, saying "You are a good girl."

I was going to thank him, but just that moment the back of his fingers rubbed my pussy softly and all that come out of my mouth was a wanton moan. 

He kept his hand there between my legs and pulled me closer with the other arm around my waist. I moved forward as he wanted to, and spread my legs so he would have full access to me. 

You see, I was still not sure of him. He might stop any moment and leave me hanging. And I didn't want him to stop. I wanted him to fuck me. Surprisingly though, both my body and mind wanted the same thing at this time. I kissed his neck and kept my face next to his. His thumb rubbed my hot, moist pussy slit and my moan was longer this time, very heartfelt. 

When he unzipped my dress, I held still and let him take it off me. Now I was fully naked in front of him other than the sexy high heels, and I felt more vulnerable and excited than I had felt on my wedding night! I noticed with surprise how wet my thighs were, they were glistening with my pussy juices. I had not realized how much my pussy had been flowing!

As he effortlessly laid me on my back on the couch, I immediately opened my legs. I didn't want him to think about anything other than entering me. 

And then he was in me! and I almost died!

He climbed on top of me and kissed my breasts, then my neck, then my check. His breath was hot on my skin and setting my body on fire. My heart was beating so hard I could feel my pulse all over my body, especially between legs. 

When his cockhead touched my pussy hole, I lifted my ass involuntarily, wanting him in me right now! Thankfully he didn't tease me. He just paused a second and drove it in! 

Oh my god!

The bastard was thick! His fat cock spread my tight pussy to the limit as he entered me with such a hard stroke! I was not used to having such a thick cock in my tight little cunt and my breath choked in my throat when he stuffed me so deep so quickly. 

My pussy hurt a little from his entry, but it was a good hurt! I spread my legs wider to help him go deeper in me. But he started to pull out! No way! I crossed my legs behind his ass to try and stop him. I wanted that cock! I wanted it so badly I was ready to cry!

"Sir, please!" I moaned in my desperation. 

But he kept pulling out, I tried lifting my ass, stopping him with my ankles crossed behind his butt. No use. He was almost out, and I was squirming and pushing my ass up to keep him in my hungry pussy at any cost!

Just as I was pushing my ass up again, he drove back in and this time he slammed it home! 

"Aaaaaaaaaaaah!" My scream was sudden and involuntary. I had no control and no thought of anything except that massive cock that just took possession of my cunt! 

The son of a bitch was ruthless! In that single stroke he had jammed his hard, fat, massive shaft all the way into my cunt! I could feel his bulbous cockhead knocking at my cervix. My breathing was shallow and fast and my skin felt like it was burning! 




The Dream Job Ch. 03



My arms were tight around his body and I realized that I wanted him in me that deep. I wanted him to fuck me that hard. With a sudden shock I realized that he was not moving his cock in my pussy. He was just keeping it buried to the hilt in my cunt. It was me who was moving my ass up and down, trying to fuck myself on that gloriously thick, massive cock!

And I was moaning in his ear, begging him!

"Please sir! Please! Please fuck me, sir! Oh, please take me, sir. Please, please fuck me, make me yours!"

Even after I realized that I was saying all those things, I had no desire or control to stop. All I wanted was to have him fuck me as hard as he wanted! He started moving his hips but instead of fucking me with long, hard pumps he just moved his hips in a circle. It made his cock slip out about an inch and then go back into my pussy. 

With each motion I could feel his throbbing, meaty shaft move in my cunt fucking me deep, but at the same time shallow. The feel of his meaty cock grinding on my slick cunt walls was too delicious for words! I started moving my hips with his. I pulled back when he did and moved up and forward when he entered me back. This made the strokes longer and harder! 

Crossing my arms behind his back I held him tight like I was afraid to let go of him. And I was. I didn't want to let him out of my arms until he had pounded the shit out of me!

Then he started to make his strokes longer. And I yelped! When you are not used to a big cock it makes you feel wonderful but also helpless and vulnerable. I had butterflies in my stomach afraid of what he might do, but also afraid that he might stop. 

His strokes were longer and harder now. I kept moving my ass up and down to help him fuck me better. I was afraid he would rip my pussy with that massive beast of his. But I was willing to take the chance rather than stop. It he wanted to rip my pussy, it was his!

It was a suddenly realization. When did I surrender to him? I had no idea. But I had no intention of stopping. If he wanted to own me, he was welcome to it! Just so long as he gave me that wonderful cock!

And then he sped up in his strokes and my screams became a regular rhythm. I tried to bite my lip to keep from screaming too loud, but each time he drove his throbbing, hard cock home in my cunt an involuntary yelp escaped my lips. His mouth was hot on my skin as he sucked my neck. His tongue was driving me insane as it licked just below my jaw line!

I came hard and without any kind of warning! My body just seemed to spontaneously explode into a million pieces! Boss was pumping my drenched pussy like an animal and my pussy was soaking his shaft with copious amounts of my cum. My whole body was shaking so violently I would have fallen off the couch were he not holding me in his arms. 

The orgasm subsided after a long time, but my pussy was still hot. His cock still felt so delicious in my wet tunnel. His lips touched my ear. 

"Who is my whore, darling?" He whispered softly in my ear. 

I stopped moaning long enough to reply breathlessly "I am, sir. I am your whore, sir!"

"Good whores ask permission to cum, sweetheart!" His voice held a gentle reprimand. 

Oh my God! That would kill me! That was just cruel! How could I? I had never, ever done that! 

"Yes, sir. Sorry, sir!" I was shocked to hear me say that. 

And with another shock I realized that I needed to ask permission now, my pussy was ready to explode again already!

"May I cum, sir? Please let your whore cum, sir!" I was pleading even before he could say yes or no. I was so afraid he would say no. 

He kissed my neck and whispered "You may cum, darling!"

It's like my body was just waiting for the word from his lips. My pussy exploded again and I felt like floating on a cloud, a disembodied spirit. When I came back to earth, he was still fucking me. Just thinking that made me cum again, a mini-orgasm. And then again! 

Now he tightened his arms around me and pulled me even closer. My breasts, which are big and firm, flattened on his chest. His thighs were slamming into my bare thighs as he was taking me, claiming me as his whore! 

Each stroke was penetrating me deeper now. I could feel the pain. It was like his cockhead was fucking my cervix. I was breathless and hot. I felt like he would penetrate right into my womb if he continued like that. But I wasn't stopping him either. I wanted him to use me! 

"Sir, please?" I begged as I realized I was very close to cumming again. 

"Yes!" he whispered in a hoarse, urgent whisper just before he exploded inside me!

Oh my God! I could feel his cock pulsating deep in my cunt. His hot seed hit my cunt walls so deep inside and set my body on fire. Inside and out! I came hard. The hardest explosion yet and I don't even know what you'd call the noises coming out of my mouth. Not really screams, but not moans. Some kind of primal noises! 

That's what he had made me - an animal. I felt like his bitch as he came in me and kept pumping my cunt full of his throbbing beast of a cock. My eyes were tightly closed as I kept cumming so hard! And just as I was feeling the orgasm slow down, I came again! A small one but oh so delicious! The warmth spread from my pussy to all over my body!

My hands were frantically rubbing all over his back. My whole body was moving with his. Holding him tight to me, enjoying how he took me and made me his!

As my body cooled down a little I remembered my intention in coming to his office. To seduce him. To bring him under my control. Damn! The bastard had taken me under his control! There was no way I could deny that he had made me his bitch! And the weird thing is that I was happy about it! Very happy!

It still might serve my purpose so there was no reason to worry. But time will tell. And I had big competition. Now, I was sure that he had not just fucked Lara, he had claimed her too. 

When he pulled his cock out of my pussy and got off me, I immediately went to my knees in front of the couch without waiting for him to tell me. He sat down and I started licking his cum-drenched cock. It tasted great!

There are rumors all around that a vegetarian's cum tastes better than a meat-eater's. I had not had a chance to try it. And it was true. Even though his cum was mixed with mine on his cock, I could still taste his distinctive taste. I loved it! I hoped that he would have me drink his cum soon!

I ate his cum like it was food! My hands were rubbing his thighs as my tongue worked on his shaft. Then I licked his balls. His fingers were stroking my head. They were deep in my hair. I felt like I was a pet and he was stroking me like an owner strokes his pet. Well, I was his bitch, wasn't I? 

Suddenly I noticed a few drops of cum on his shoes. Thinking it might have dribbled there from his cock when he sat up, I bent down low and licked it up. I did a thorough job and left his shoe shiny. When I looked up he was smiling approvingly. That made me feel so proud and happy!

He cupped my cheek and his palm felt so warm and loving on face. He smiled and leaned over me, looking down into my eyes. 

"I think you are worth keeping around as my bitch, darling!"

I nodded vigorously "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

"Dress up and go to your office. You have been here three hours."

Three hours! How the fuck did that happen! I wondered as I slipped back into my dress. 

As I walked back to my office, I could feel my pussy a little sore. Oh, that's gonna hurt tomorrow, I thought! Then I smiled!

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The Dream Job Ch. 04



Shartan: 

I sat back and relaxed on the sofa. It had been a long day but now I was home. 

After many tries I had finally been able to get through to advocate Desai. He was in US but he was flying back that night he said. We fixed up a lunch meeting for the next day. That's all I could do until I saw him so I stopped worrying myself about it. 

When it was time to go home, I collected both Amrita and Shweta to take them home with me. 

"Listen" I said when Amrita brought Shweta into my office "I don't know how late we'll work at night, but it's better if you both stay with me tonight."

I said "both" but I was looking at Shweta. I was already sure about Amrita. 

Shweta's reaction was positive. She nodded and said "Yes, sir. But sir, I don't have anything to wear at night or tomorrow to office. Can I just go to my place and pick some clothes?"

That wasn't an unreasonable request. But instead I suggested to go shopping and dine out before we went home and settled down to work. Both the girls were happy to do that. 

So we went to Queen's road and looked in some stores that sold women's clothes. I encouraged both Shweta and Amrita to try out any dresses they liked. They needed little encouragement! You know how it is with women and shopping. 

I picked some very sexy, revealing dresses and gave them to her to try on, especially with Shweta. She put them on and showed me. I stayed closed to the door of the dressing room and always pulled her close to me to check her out. My hands caressed her soft, bare skin under the guise of adjusting her dress. I caressed her face and neck while placing her hair just so. Shweta didn't object at all, and always stayed as I placed her. 

Once she came out wearing a very short and tight red micromini skirt that I had picked for her to try. The top was a tiny yellow halter top, not much bigger than a bra, maybe smaller. My cock twitched in my pants as she walked out in that. I pulled her close and let my hand slide around her bare waist. I looked her up and down and my hand slid smoothly down her ass, rubbing her shapely, firm ass, feeling her up easily. 

"You look ready to eat, Shweta." I said admiringly. 

"Thank you, sir." She blushed. 

"Will you be able to wear this in office without panties?"

She nodded "Yes, sir. I am not wearing any now. I will just have to be careful in walking and standing."

"Good." I rubbed her ass and even squeezed her ass cheeks. She stayed there and cooperated. 

There was a pair of 7" high platform heels in red with some rhinestone work on them. I pointed to them. 

"Try those out, doll."

She said down on the sofa that was placed there for this purpose and started to put the shoes on. With her legs open, I could see right down her skirt and her smoothly shaved pussy was clearly visible to me. 

I commented "Not only standing but you'll have to be careful sitting down as well."

She looked up at me then saw where I was looking and blushed. 

"Yes, sir." She said, but didn't try to close her legs. 

When she got up in those heels, I supported her with my arm around her and looked at her. 

From the way she clung to me and let me grope her so freely it was clear she was ready for me to fuck her whenever I wanted. It was such a delicious feeling. Knowing that she was mine to use and still delaying it in sexy things like shopping, it was like you have an amazingly delicious dessert in the fridge but you are eating a great main course and enjoying the anticipation at the same time!

"Mmmm, absolutely gorgeous!" I said looking at her "I feel like pressing you against that wall and taking you from behind!"

"Oh sir" She blushed and lightly slapped my chest "You are so naughty!"

Yes, she was ready. 

Just then Amrita rolled up in a short, asymmetrical miniskirt and noodle-strap cropped tank top. 

She looked at us "Wow! Sir, she looks amazing! If I were you I would just bend her over that wall and fuck her brains out."

Shweta and I both burst into laughter. 

That shopping was great. Other than playing with Shweta's hot body I had Amrita who was even more comfortable with me as I had already used her. She was coming close to me and pressing herself against me at every chance. Of course, I was loving it. She even suggested sucking my cock in the dressing room. I was rock hard but I told her to wait until we got home. 

We selected several dresses, outfits, and shoes. Also several different types of nightwear, all of it sexy and all of it revealing. 

I paid for the dresses even though both the girls said they could pay themselves. There's something about buying a girl sexy, slutty dresses, especially nightwear. It somehow makes it intimate like it's understood that she is ready to spread her legs for you. 

Then we went for a dinner but instead Amrita suggested that we should get take out. So we got some food packed and brought it back to my place. It turned out to be a good idea to eat at home. It was much more comfortable. The girls served and I could relax. It was wonderful! 

Now I was just relaxing after dinner with the warm feeling that comes from a good meal. I was trying not to fall asleep in the overstuffed sofa chair. Just then Shweta came into the room and placed a drink on the coffee table. I realized that I had asked for a drink. 

I let her put the drink down before I got up and wrapped my arm around her waist. She came to me easily. I ran my hands up her arms and looked at her. She had changed into a nightie that was very short and see through. It had a cord that she had tied into a loose bow around her belly. Other than that it was open and clearly showed her skimpy bra and a small pair of panties. Both were see-through and matched the nightie. 

Reaching behind her neck, I untied her bra strap, and then the one on her back. Without disturbing the nightie I pulled out her bra, she gave a little gasp but didn't move to do anything else. With the same slow, deliberate movement, I slipped my hand in from below her nightie and untied her little thong. I could feel her breathing warm on my neck as I pulled the little piece of underwear from between her legs and let it drop on the table on top of her bra. 

She was still wearing the nightie, it was still tied with a little bow over her navel, but now it was not hiding anything. Her breasts, full and proud, were visible and I could see them, with the nipples erect. Her pussy, smoothly shaved and gorgeous, was bare for my pleasure as well. Her eyes were closed and her cheek was resting on my shoulder. She was clinging to me, very much aroused and ready.

Then I released her from my arms. Just like that. She opened her eyes in bewilderment and looked at me. I was already sitting down in my chair. I could see the question in her eyes as they flitted from my face to her undergarments on the table. Her eyes were asking, plain as words "Weren't you just going to fuck me? What happened?"

A slow smile spread over my lips and I offered her my hand. She came to me quickly as I guided her down to my thigh. She slipped her arm around my shoulders and clung to me again. My right hand rested on her thigh, caressing lightly up and down her creamy, smooth leg. She immediately spread her legs wide, emphasizing her surrender and willingness. 

My hand touched her bare pussy and she was soaking wet! My finger slid into her pussy hole easily. She moaned and pressed her mouth to my neck, sucking hard. Her hand crept between my legs and started rubbing over my long, hard shaft. I was wearing only a silk robe now without anything underneath and undoubtedly she could feel the heat. 

When she untied my robe and took my cock in her hand I pulled my finger out of her pussy and took her hand in mine. It was easy to lift her leg up and guide her to straddle my lap. I held my cock in my hand and guided it into her pussy hole as she sat facing me on my lap. She inhaled sharply but didn't stop her downward motion as my thick, meaty shaft impaled her wet cunt so deep!

Cupping her tight, firm ass cheeks I pressed her forward until the thick base of my cock was plugging her pussy hole tightly. She gasped loudly as she felt my cock penetrate her so fully deep! 

Shweta: 

My pussy was soaking wet and itchy all inside waiting for boss's cock. When he finally pulled me on his lap and entered me it was such a sweet relief that I felt a wave of pleasure roll all over my body. He took my ass in his hands and pulled me in close, and his cockhead hit my cervix. I gasped and collapsed on his shoulder. 

Now I had no doubt what he intended to do with me. His cock was thick and tight in my cunt and I could feel that it was powerful enough to rip me into pieces. I was a little afraid. The stories Lara and Malaika had told me were a little scary and I was not sure I would be able to handle such hard use. 

Boss was rubbing my back slowly up and down, his breath was hot on my neck as he kissed my neck softly in various spots. But somehow I could feel that he was just getting me ready to use me hard, he would rip me to shreds in a minute. 

Still, my pussy was hungry and his throbbing cock felt so amazing inside me! I was moving my hips and my wet cunt was massaging his shaft with slow, circular motions. 

His expert hands were moving all over my body, caressing me and teasing with just the right touch. Somehow he knew every spot where his touch would make me hotter and wetter. I was moaning in ear and sucking his neck like a hungry child. I was hungry for him. Not just my pussy but my whole body was hungry for him. I realized I didn't care how hard he used me as long as he gave me that cock! God, how I wanted that cock!

Grabbing my ass cheeks he started to bounce me on his lap and his throbbing beast started to fuck my tight little pussy with long, hard strokes. I put both hands on his shoulders and rode his cock like I needed to fill me deep to my stomach. Oh god, it was hot! His cockhead was grinding on my pussy walls and hitting my service each time as my buttocks came down on his thighs.

Just then Amrita entered the room. I was aware of her entry but I could not focus on what she was saying. Then Shartan said something and she went out saying something about dishes. The whole time Shartan didn't stop pounding me and I was happy like I was in heaven! 

Then he lifted me up, walked a few steps and lay me down on the dining table, still fully impaled on his cock. Now he really started to give it to me! I could feel his muscular thighs slamming against my ass with each thrust and my body slid on the smooth surface of the table. But he had my thighs in his grip and I could not slip back from his strokes as his pistoning cock took me. 

My legs were wrapped around his back and I was pushing on his ass trying to get him to invade me deeper. Suddenly he picked me up and closed me tight in his embrace. Only my ass was resting on the table now and my soft breasts were crushed against his manly chest. I whimpered uncontrollably as his cock speared me incredibly deep from this angle and felt like I would die in his arms! 

The noises that were coming out of my mouth, I don't know what you would call them, they were some mix of whimpers, screams, yelps and moans. But I had no control over them. They were so primal, so raw that I had no idea where they were coming from. I had never felt like this before. No man had ever taken possession of my body and soul so completely!

I came. Hard!

My body rocked in his arms and I let go of everything. I felt safe in his arms, so completely his and at his mercy, but also utterly safe. I know it's not easy to understand, but it's not very easy to describe either. 

His breath was hot on my neck as he sucked on my neck. And the way his tongue touched that spot just below my jaw, I came again. Not that hard but oh, so delicious! 

With his breath I could hear his whisper. He was saying something that I could hear only after my orgasm ebbed. 

"Shweta!"

"Yes, sir!"

"You know what this means, don't you?"

"What, sir?" I was having trouble focusing as his smooth, hard cock was pounding with a hard, relentless rhythm that had me moaning constantly. 

"You are going to belong to me!" 

"Yes, sir." I wouldn't have said no to anything he said at that moment!

His cock was drilling hard into my pussy and I was moving my hips to take him fully into me. The sensations were so amazing that I didn't want him to stop, whatever he wanted in return, he could have. 

"You are going to be my property, Shweta!"

"Yes, Sir. I am your property, sir!"

He rammed his beast of a cock so hard into my cunt, I felt like he would go through me! I screamed loudly. But he continued to use my sweet little pussy without any mercy! And suddenly I felt him jerk.. a huge wave of heat hit right in my centre. That made me cum again! 

I wrapped my legs around his hips tightly and he slammed into me, pumping his hot seed into my cunt with each stroke! 

After he was done, he put me down on the floor and held my hair in his grip while I licked his cock clean. I could taste my pussy on his cock as I licked his cum off his shaft and ate it like a good slut. 

"Good girl." He said. 

And I flushed with pleasure. 

Even though I wanted to take a shower before we started work he told me not to. He wasn't done with me yet, he said. That sent a hot shudder up my spine. He had just pounded me like a wild beast like there was no tomorrow and he still planned to fuck me more! My pussy tingled as I thought about it. 

So we got to work - Shartan, and I and Amrita. He looked through each magazine issue and asked me questions about the articles and photos and other things. He dictated some ideas for new policies to Amrita who was making notes on her shorthand pad. 

I had put my nightie back on and Amrita was wearing a similar nightie that left her legs bare. After about an hour of work, boss told Amrita to get down on the floor between his legs. 

Yes, he and I still continued working while Amrita sucked his dick. 

Amrita: 

Shweta is sweet and I love her but I had been feeling left out today since the office. All these girls got to ride the boss's cock while I who was his personal didn't get anything. So, when boss told me to kneel between his legs and suck him, I was very happy. 

Don't ask me why, but it turns me on a lot to suck a man's dick while he works or talks to other people. It feels so dirty, like I am a fucktoy, and my pussy gets soaked within a minute. Freaky, huh? 

But it had never turned me on so much before! Because Mr. Silverstar could carry on working, unlike other men who could not really work when they felt my expert tongue working under their shaft. My new boss, however carried on working, I could hear his voice without any change and he was even writing with his right hand. His left hand was immersed in my hair, so I knew he was enjoying my mouth on his cock. 

My pussy was itching so deep inside. I kept one hand on the base of his cock and started fingering my hungry little pussy with the other. Suddenly, he jerked my hair, turned my face up and I felt his slap on my face! My eyes watered!

He was looking at me. 

"Did I say you could do that, slut?"

I pulled my fingers out of my cunt quickly. 

"No, sir. I am sorry, sir." 

He looked at me for a long moment like he was trying to decide what to do with me. 

"Are you going to be a good slut, Rita?"

"Yes, sir. I will be a good slut for you, Sir." I was close to tears. I didn't want to let him down. 

He still wasn't sure. 

"If you can't be a good slut, then it's better you go home."

"No, sir. Please, sir. I will be a good slut, Sir! Please let me suck your cock, sir!"

I had never in my life begged a man to suck his cock. But I was really afraid he would not let me. And my body was on fire! Even this humiliation was turning me on beyond my imagination!

Finally he nodded. 

"Ok. "

And I breathed again. He continued work and I resumed sucking his cock, trying to make up for my mistake with my cocksucking skills. I felt I was succeeding when he started to move his hips to fuck my mouth deeper. 

He took a firm grip of my hair and start to shove his hard cock deeper into my mouth, until it was hitting the back of my throat. I relaxed my throat and let him enter my throat. I had killed my gag reflex ages ago. 

In two minutes he came in my mouth. I swallowed all of it and drank it like it was my prize. And it was! After he was done shooting his load into my mouth, I continued sucking and licking. I cleaned his cock with my tongue like I was expecting it to be inspected. 

Even after it was all clean, I continued licking his shaft and balls. He didn't stop me and I just carried on. I had heard his pen stop when he had cum in my mouth. After that he started working again and I stayed on my knees and sucked him. 

By now there was a pool of pussy juices between my legs and my cunt was so hungry it wasn't even funny. But I was a good slut and I wasn't touching it. Even though it took all my will power, both my hands were on boss's thighs. 

Now he was hard again, and I bobbed my head up and down taking him in as deep as I could. 

"Let's take a break!" I heard him say. 

With that he pulled his chair back, pulled me up by the hair and bent me over the table. And then he was deep inside me, with a hard, powerful thrust! My scream came from deep inside and resonated all over my body. 

I almost came from that first stroke. But with the next two strokes, I did cum! That orgasm was so powerful I lost all control of my body and collapsed on the papers on the table. 

Of course, boss didn't stop fucking me just because I collapsed. He just changed his angle and continued pounding me like a wild beast. That wonderful, hard cock of his was ripping me apart mercilessly and I was loving every second of it!

Finally, I stopped cumming and tried to catch my breath. But boss was nowhere near finishing. He told Shweta to get naked and took her to the bedroom. 

I was working on getting myself together before following them. 

Shweta: 

Even though boss had fucked me thoroughly in the dining room, sitting next to him and watching him use Amrita to suck his cock so casually had turned me on again. When he told me to get naked I didn't take more than a second to shed the little nightie. He took my hand and led me to his bedroom. 

He lifted me up like a ragdoll and dumped me on the big double bed. I opened my legs wide to give him full access to me immediately. Boss stopped only to take off his robe and then...he mounted me. I gasped as I felt his hard cock sliding into my wet pussy!

With his hands on my shoulders he held me in place as he started pounding my tight little pussy. His cock thick and it fit in my pussy only barely. But by now I was so wet I could feel my juices slipping down in my ass crack and dripping on the bed. His hard strokes was impaling all the way with every thrust. 

My legs wrapped around his ass trying to get him in me as deep as I possibly could. I was lifting my ass off the bed with each stroke to help him fuck me as hard as he wanted. His throbbing cock felt so amazingly good in my cunt. I moaned with each thrust and clung to him like a creeper clings to the tree. 

The massive cock was slamming into me with powerful strokes and I was losing myself under him. I heard Amrita come into the room and the boss talked to her. But my eyes were closed and all I wanted to focus on was that wonderful, hot shaft that was pumping my dripping cunt like a well-oiled piston.

I came quickly and pressed my mouth on his neck. He closed me tight in his arms and continued to pummel my cunt as it exploded all around him. I was screaming some gibberish at the top of my lungs as I writhed under him, clinging to him for dear life as the crashing waves of that orgasm threatened to flow me away. 




The Dream Job Ch. 04



Suddenly, he pulled out of me and turned me over. Grabbing my thighs he lifted my ass up and slapped my bare ass. His hard, calloused hand sent a stinging wave of pain up my body. Sensing his unspoken command, I spread my legs wide for him. I was now fully vulnerable under him which is what he wanted. 

When he started to rub his soaking wet cockhead on my ass hole, I shivered with fear! I had never had my ass fucked. I have watched many porn movies and wondered what it would be like to have a cock in my ass, but I never could do it. My ass is tight, I keep it so with regular work-outs. But that means my ass hole is tight, too. And boss's cock, well it wasn't small!

My ass maybe tight and I knew it would hurt if he tried to fuck my ass, but I wasn't going to try and stop him. I just wanted to please him in anyway I liked. So, I bit my lip and got ready his massive beast to rip me apart. 

But he didn't enter me. Not right away. Instead I felt his fingers rubbing cream on my tight ass hole. Now, I knew what he had told Amrita, he had sent Amrita to get the K-Y jelly. Boss spent several minutes rubbing the jelly on my ass hole and then slowly started to slip his finger into my hole. With his clever massage and expert fingering he opened my tight, puckered ass hole until it was ready. 

And then he entered me!

My heart was beating fast from excitement and nervousness. But he entered me slowly, using only his cockhead at first. When he bulbous cockhead opened my ass and entered me, I felt breathless and stuffed! As he started to move in deeper with back and forth strokes, I grabbed the bedsheet with both hands and bit my lip. 

Soon he started to go in deeper. And I started to enjoy it! I was moving my ass back to make him go in deeper into my ass, even though it hurt a little bit more every time he conquered fresh territory. But I was at the point where pain and pleasure were so intermingled that I didn't want to stop for any reason!

Then he speared me all the way deep with his cock and I screamed like a wounded gazelle!

Fucking hell! The bastard had just claimed my ass! I collapsed on my face but still helplessly impaled on my his massive shaft! His hard, meaty cock was buried deep in my ass and I was at his mercy! Completely at his mercy! There is no feeling quite like it in the whole world!

He touched his lips to my ear and whispered. 

"Who owns you, Shweta?"

"You own me, Sir!"

There was no doubt in mind! None at all! Every inch of me now belonged to him. And I was his bitch! Those were the facts!

When he started moving his hips back and forth I was ready, I wanted him to fuck my ass. My body was loving it! I had no mind to think about it. I just wanted him to use me as he liked because he was making me feel things I had never felt before in my life! 

Placing one hand under each of my thighs he lifted my ass up again and held me there almost on my knees but not quite, while he pumped my ass in and out with his throbbing monster. My mouth was emitting a yelp every time he jammed his hard cock deep into my ass but it seemed like he was enjoying them the way he pounded my tight little ass without any mercy!

I came twice while boss was fucking my ass, it was just so damn hot! My body was all steamy wet and covered with a sheen of perspiration. My new boss knew how to really fuck a girl and he had decided to make me his bitch. 

Even as I was wondering if I would have to beg him to cum in me, he pulled out of my ass and a second later I felt his hot load sprayed on my ass and all over my back. I collapsed and enjoyed the wonderful spent feeling. 

Amrita: 

God, that was hot! At first I was pissed off that boss was fucking Shweta's ass first and using my K-Y jelly to for it. He didn't even ask why I was carrying K-Y in my purse. But then as I watched him really conquer Shweta I felt proud that this was my boss who was claiming his new bitch! 

Watching him fuck her ass like she was his whore was a very sexy experience. I don't know when my hand slipped between my legs and started to rub my pussy. Then I stopped with fear and looked at boss. He hadn't noticed. Thank god! 

"Sir, may I..may I touch myself?" God, this was embarrassing, I had never asked permission to touch my own pussy in my life! 

He looked at me and, without stopping his pounding of Shweta's ass, he nodded. 

So, as he fucked her. I got hotter and wetter fingering my pussy. I had to slow down as I knew I'd have to ask permission to cum. But when I saw Shweta cum for the second time, I gathered my courage and asked. He nodded again and I came so hard I had to put one hand on the bed to steady myself!

I came out of it just in time to see boss cumming all over Shweta's naked body. It was so hot!

He extended his arm and moved closer. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face to his cock. I started cleaning him like a good slut. 

Then he guided my mouth to Shweta's body and I licked his cum off her bare skin happily. I ate every drop that I could find. He tasted amazing!

By the time we got to bed I was completely exhausted. It had been a long and beautiful day. 

Next morning, I got up before the boss and finished shower before he got up. Then I gave him a blowjob in bed when he woke up and went to office with his taste on my tongue. 

Mmmm, what a way to start the day!