0 comments/ 26964 views/ 1 favorites Accounts By: AZmulie The last few weeks my mind has been wandering. I keep looking at you and my heart skips a beat. I feel so alive when you are around. I am sad that this ad campaign is just about over and we won’t be working together after this. When I called to request your firm’s services, I never dreamt that they would send someone like you to my company to manage this account. When you first walked into my office, I was spell bound by the goddess who stood before me. Your long hair was pulled up and neatly placed in a bun, your blue eyes gently framed by your glasses, your full lips painted red and the tan of your skin glowed. The skirt you wore clung to your curves like a glove and accented the dedication you spent in the gym perfecting your body. It was hard for me to concentrate as you went through your presentation. As the months went by and our hectic pace increased, we spent more and more time together working closely. It seemed like all we did was work. I could not think of anything but getting this project done and launched, and that was no easy feat. In the last few weeks, the proximity of you began to have an affect on me. It seemed like we were always bumping into, or rubbing up against, or reaching over each other. You would stand behind me and point things out as you reached over my shoulder. I could feel your firm breast rub against my shoulder. You cause a flash of desire but then I catch myself and try to concentrate on the job at hand. Tonight as we finish the final touches, we relax a bit and the pace slows. We are very comfortable with each other and relaxed. I walk over to the bar and pour us a drink. You sit on the couch with your eyes closed. Your blazer is over the back of the couch and I stop to look at you closely. What has happened? Am I falling for you? I start from your feet and work my way up. I see your strong calves and thighs encased in the silk stockings you wear. Your skirt hugs your curves like they did months ago. Your blouse is slightly unbuttoned and I can see part of the lace bra that conceals your firm breast. Your neck is stretched as your head is leaned back. Your arms show the strength hidden under delicate chiseling. Your long fingernails well manicured. I am truly taken back by the sight before me. I never stopped long enough to truly study you until now. I walk to the couch and sit next to you as I hand you your drink. Your full lips caress the brim of the glass as I watch. We talk for a while and for a change it is not about the project. As the time passes, I can not take my eyes off of you. I listen intently to every word as it rolls off of your tongue and through your full lips. You have me spell bound. You stop for a moment and just look at me. Am I seeing this? A hunger of passion burning in your eyes? You turn a bit and lean towards me as I lean to you. Our lips meet for the first time as a wave of passion sweeps over me. Our kiss is electric. Our lips gently part and our tongues explore each other. Our arms gently wrap around each other as I pull you to me. You sit on my lap and reach up to remove the clip from your hair. It cascades down and frames your face. I reach up and slowly unbutton your blouse as you lean your head back. Your nipples are hard and begging for release from there prison. You lean forward and kiss me deeply. Our passion grows with each kiss and passing moment. You sit up and start to unbutton my shirt. I am afraid to speak so I don’t wake up from this dream. You lean down and kiss my lips and work your way down my neck. You gently kiss and nibble on my ears. My hands gently trace lazy patterns on your back and sides. Your lips move to my chest as you kiss the skin as it is exposed. My heart races and my head swims as the electricity of your kisses courses through me. You slide down my body until you are between my thighs and look up at me with a passion I have never known. Your hands rub my thighs down to my calves. You remove my shoes and socks and rub your hand up my calves under my pant legs, massaging them. You gently nibble at my legs through my pants as I place my hands on your head and run my fingers through your hair. You move to my swollen cock and gently nip at it and blow warm air on it through my pants. Your hands slide up my legs to my belt and undo the buckle as your eyes lock onto mine. You gently massage my cock through my pants and feel my hardness under your hands as you smile. The button opens on my pants. Your fingers travel to my waist and begin to pull my pants and shorts down. You slowly reach for me and gently trace lines over my cock. You lick your lips in anticipation. My breath is short. I feel my heart pounding in my chest. Your touch sends shivers through my body. Your warm hand wraps around me and you gently begin to stroke my cock with a look of wonder on your face. Slowly, your hand moves up and down as you lower your face to me. You rub me over your face and across your lips. Your tongue gently caresses me and sends a jolt of electricity through me. Slowly, you lick up and down my swollen member. Your tongue slowly touches the head with a maddening slow pace. Around the head you lick sending shock waves through me. A low moan escapes me. My hips slowly thrust up to meet your waiting lips. You slowly take me into your warm mouth. Slowly, your hand slides up and down my cock as your lips follow. Your other hand gently rubs my balls. Your tongue slowly rubs over the head and underside of me as your head slowly goes up and down my length. The sensation is overwhelming to me. Your gentle moans escape you as your pace picks up. Your hand goes to your skirt and lifts it so you can get to your soaked panties. You moan deeper as your fingers discover your wetness. You slowly rub your fingers over your wet panties, gently pushing and stroking your hard clit. Your teasing has brought you to a fevered pitch. You can take it no more as you pull your panties aside and gently rub your fingers between your swollen lips covering them with your wetness. You moan louder as you place a finger inside of yourself. Your fingers begin to slide in and out with the same pace of your mouth sliding over my swollen cock. Your thumb gently rubs your clit in small circles that increase in speed. I see the fine sheen of sweat building on your face as your climax begins its journey to the point of no return. I feel my balls swell as you stroke me faster with your hand and lips. The burn in my stomach builds and begs for release. My mind is reeling as I watch you please yourself. Our moans get louder as we race to the edge. There is no other existence other than our own in this land of ecstasy. My hands grasp your hair and you moan deeper. Your fingers plunge in and out faster now. The sound coming from between your legs adds to our excitement and intoxication. We can hold on to reality no more as our orgasms rack our bodies in a mind bending experience of bliss. As wave after wave consumes us, our moans of pleasure fill the air. I cum shooting stream after stream of hot cum deep into your throat and mouth. You hungrily swallow it all and continue to milk my cock of each and every last drop you can, careful not to spill a drop. Your body trembles as your own orgasm hits you with the force of a hurricane. Slowly, we begin to recover. You lay your head down in my lap and gently stroke my cock as I stroke your hair and pull it from your face. Our breathing slows as our hearts settle into a normal beat. I reach down to you and pull you up to the couch. It is my turn to taste your love. I remove your blouse and bra, freeing your breast. Your nipples stand proud upon your firm breast. I slowly kiss your neck and nibble on your collarbone as my fingers trace patterns down your arm to your hand. Your hands are so soft. A low moan escapes your sweet lips. I kiss my way down your shoulder to your arm. Slowly, I kiss my way down your arm to your hand. I gently nibble your wrist and the palm of your hand. Your nipples are so hard. Your breathing deepens and your breast rise and fall with each breath you take. As I kiss my way up your arm, my hand rubs your side and stomach. Your other hand finds my head and guides me back up. I reach your soft full lips, where I taste my cum on your lips and tongue. I back away after a moment and look deep into your eyes. The shimmering pools before me invite me to get lost in them. My hands reach out to your hips and you lift up as I unzip your skirt. I gently pull it down to reveal the small thong and silk stockings you wear. I lean forward and kiss your neck and work my way down to one of your breast. Slowly I kiss and lightly lick it. I get closer and closer to your nipple as your hand guides my head to your waiting nipple. It is so hard. Ever so lightly, my tongue brushes the very tip of your nipple. You groan as the sensation enters your mind and body. With each passing moment, you hold your breath in anticipation of me taking your nipple into my mouth. I lick more of your nipple. Around your nipple. With out warning, I take it into my hungry mouth. You gasp at the sensation as you pull my head to your breast and wrap your legs around me. I flick it with my tongue and nibble at it. I gently take it between my teeth and flick it more. My other hand gently massages your other breast as my fingers roll your other nipple. After a few minutes have passed, I release your nipple and kiss my way down your stomach. I gently spread your legs wide as I kiss my way to your thighs. I lick, kiss and nibble your groin and kiss around your trimmed mound. Your scent is intoxicating to me. I gently blow on your swollen lips. Slowly, I lick just the edge of your lips, a little more with each stroke of my tongue. Your hips rise to meet my lips and tongue. My tongue parts your lips as I lick between them with long slow strokes, careful to avoid your clit. Your hands feel good on the back of my head. I slowly slide my tongue deep inside you and drink your honey. Your hips thrust up to me. Deeper my tongue slides to reach your inner depths. You taste so good to me. In and out my tongue slides from your depths, drinking from you like a humming bird drinks the nectar from a delicate flower. I slide my tongue back up between your lips and back down again. Your honey flows freely from the breaking dam deep within you. Suddenly, I take you into my mouth as my tongue circles your clit. You scream in ecstasy as the sensation overwhelms you. Your hips buck up to meet me as you pull me closer to you. You spread your legs wider trying to get me closer. My tongue flicks your hard clit back and forth. I slide a finger inside you. As I do, I feel your muscles grip me and pull me deeper inside. I slide it in and out with the rhythm of my tongue on your clit. Your breathing is labored as your orgasm builds. Your moans turn to screams and fill the air within the office. You race to the edge of the abyss, chasing your orgasm. Your legs shake and your toes curl as it hits you with the force of a tidal wave. You see spots as the explosions echo in your mind. Your body settles and your breathing slows as I gently blow on your sweat covered body. I lean on your leg as your hand rubs my head, playing with my hair. I look up at you from between your legs. Your eyes are closed and a warm smile gently rest upon your beautiful face. Accounts Angie's 34 and has three lovely kids with Gary, her husband of 10 years, but something happened recently which she will never ever forget and it's going to haunt her for a very long time indeed. She'll probably never trust another man again after this nightmare. Why did she give in to temptation? Angie's very attractive, just over 5ft tall and has worked hard to keep her slim shapely figure despite her three pregnancies. She has long dark hair in a frizzy perm. She's well used to all the men giving her the once-over every time she walks by and she secretly enjoys the attention. She's been tempted many times when the fellow looked nice and she enjoyed playing around when she was single but, since they were married, she's always stayed faithful to Gary; -- until now. She's a very outgoing young lady; normally well in control of things, but this series of events got past her guard and now she's suffering the consequences of allowing things get out of her control and turning her life on its head. It all began one Monday morning just after 9am when she arrived at work in the account's office. She'd had her usual chat with the others and had settled down to catch up with the weekend returns. Before long she started to feel hungry so she decided to pop down slightly early for her regular morning visit to the canteen. This meant she arrived while the shop floor staff were still there. Almost as soon as she went through the door she spotted him. He was of Afro-Caribbean extraction dark skinned and he looked very fit and very good-looking. Angie tried not to stare but this guy just seemed to draw her attention. Something stirred inside her, which she hadn't felt for a long time and she was a little distracted. She just fancied the pants off him, which is not really the thing for a happily married mother to do but she couldn't help her feelings. Even in these enlightened times there was still somewhat of a stigma about white girls and black men but that doesn't matter when nature takes its course. The man's name was Mike and he was also 34. He'd only joined the company as a temporary employee that day. but he had good computer skills so they set him to work using a PC in the stores. One lunchtime she ended up at the same table and Mike started up a conversation. Angie's used to having fellers chatting her up but Mike just seemed to get past her guard. He had a natural aptitude for putting her at ease and getting her to tell him far more about herself than she should. He asked her out for a date or just a drink virtually every time but she always politely refused. After a couple of weeks things settled down into a routine. Mike had become one of the gang quite quickly and joined the rest of the lads in fitness training. He'd openly admitted to the lads that he'd love to give Angie a good shagging, which of course, was the same for all of them as they all fancied her like mad, but none of them had ever been able to tempt her. Lynne is Angie's filing clerk and married to one of the gym gang, Dave, and she relayed details of their lads' discussions back to Angie. Lynne liked to do this as she and Angie had built up a good working relationship and discussing all things like this was normal and it added a bit of spice to dull days at the office. This time things were different. Mike had really got to Angie and her head was all over the place when she realised that Mike wanted sex with her, but she managed to keep up her usual aloofness until one dinnertime when Mike invited her out again. Although she explained again that she was married to Gary and had three kids, Mike noticed that she wasn't as quick in rejecting him as he previously and followed up by actually asking her to be unfaithful to Gary. "Come and try out what a big black man can do for the little white girl," he kept pressing as Angie laughed and politely rejected his suggestion but she was tempted, and he knew she was tempted, so he kept up the pressure. He knew he was winning. The thought of sex with Angie drove him on. For the next couple of weeks things carried on in the same vein with Mike making the suggestion to Angie about giving in and coming out with him and her rejecting him. He started sending Emails asking her to come to his flat and make love, and Angie rebuffed him each time, but there was no doubt that Mike was slowly wearing her down as she had started dreaming about him at night and fantasising about him during quiet moments. Then something significant happened that tipped her right over the edge and into his bed. It was the summer holidays when the factory was virtually closed. Angie and the rest were busy doing an audit. At lunchtime the lads still working, were going to the local gym for fitness training and coming back quite late. On the Thursday, Lynne came across to Angie to bring her some paperwork and she mentioned that Dave had been with Mike for the training and they'd had a shower together afterwards. "It seems as that your black friend might be worth it Angie," Lynne remarked. "Dave reckons he's hung like a horse. You ought to take him up on his offer Gal. If you don't I will; if Dave will let me," she laughed at her suggestion but it had had an effect like an electric shock on Angie though she tried to be nonchalant. Angie, like most girls, dreamed of having a man with a big dick and now she had the chance. Lynne's comments had twanged something inside her and suddenly she knew her mind had just been made up for her. If she was unsure before but tempted, now she was certain, and temptation gave way to animal lust. She was shaking as she typed the words in her Email to Mike. "I give in Mike. You win. Would it be OK if I came to your flat tomorrow dinner?" The reply came back almost at once "Yes please. You can come as often as you like. I'll eat you for Lunch." Angie's heart skipped a beat, and for the rest of the afternoon, Angie was all over the place and she couldn't concentrate so she went home early. She could hardly sleep that night and Gary wasn't up for sex, which was a relief for her. Her mind kept going over and over what she had agreed to do. She arrived earlier than normal on the Friday and when Mike came in she swapped Emails agreeing that Mike go back to his flat which was very close to the factory and that Angie make her own way without anyone noticing. Not a lot of work got done that morning, as Angie couldn't keep her mind on her work. She kept going to the loo and checking she was OK but she could not think of anything other than their assignation later on. She waited for Mike to leave then Angie walked out of the factory and made to go towards the local shops. Once out of sight of the factory, she made a beeline back to the flats. On arriving at his door, she knocked, and almost immediately the door opened and Mike stood there just wearing his shorts. He was over 6ft tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waste. Slim but not thin and a beautiful bum (as Angie described it) He had strong slim legs and very little body hair. Angie was shaking as she stepped past Mike into the flat. Mike closed the door and quickly grabbed Angie and pulled her towards him and they kissed passionately. As their tongues entwined Mike put his hand between Angie's legs and stroked her groin through her trousers. Angie jerked at the surprise sensation but did not pull away; in fact she slid her own hand down inside Mike's shorts and felt for his dick. Dave had been right; he was a big man. She could not get her fingers all the way around it even though he was not erect. Mike quickly showed Angie through to his bedroom and they stood at the side of his bed. "Just stand there and let me do everything OK?" he whispered. Mike took hold of Angie's tee shirt and lifted it up and over her head and quickly removed her bra. He quickly undid her hipster trousers and dropped them down her shapely legs as she stepped out of them. Before she could even think about it he pulled her panties down and she stepped out of them. "Oh wow Angie, you're shaved. You look even more fantastic naked than I dreamed you would," he was breathing very heavily as he stood back and took in the full beauty of this naked young mother and the pronounced crease of her pussy devoid of any pubic hair. Angie had given in to pressure from Gary a couple of months ago to have a full Brazilian pussy waxing and she'd kept it bald ever since. She actually loved it, as sex felt better, more sensitive. Angie couldn't believe that she'd been stripped naked so quickly and she was physically shaking with sexual anticipation. No man had stripped her before and no man except Gary had ever seen her naked and now she was going to cheat on him big time and she didn't care. Mike dropped his shorts and his erection was already growing. Angie could not believe how big he was. It was twice as thick as Gary's dick as it twitched to full erection and must have been 9 inches long. Mike sat on the bed and pulled the naked Angie to him and started caressing her shoulders and down her back, then gently rolling his palms over her nipples until they stood out stiff and the circle around them raised like a second mini breast. Angie was moaning in her ecstasy as one of his hands moved down her tummy and the other over her bottom. "Spread your legs a bit darling," he whispered and Angie opened her legs a little. Mike caressed each thigh in turn until he brought his hand together and stroked her slightly raised pussy lips. Angie shivered with delight as his fingers gently stroked across her lips and up to her clitoris. She jerked hard as he touched her sensitive clit, which was enough for Mike who picked her up in his arms and laid her on her back across his bed. Angie's head was hanging down off the bed as he opened her legs wide apart, slid his fingers up to her soaking wet pussy and opened her up, exposing her sex to him. He then started licking her clitoris furiously. Angie's reaction was almost instantaneous. She came as soon as his tongue touched her clit. "Oh God, I'm coming I'm coming Jesus Aaah!" she screamed. Mike had to really hang on to her hips as she jerked and twitched in her orgasm. Angie had only been in the flat five minutes and she'd been stripped naked and brought to orgasm. She was totally gone in her sexual paradise. Mike had learnt over the years that the best time to push his monster weapon inside a girl is just as she comes, as their pussy is so sensitive and almost too tender. He quickly moved up her body and pushed the head into her wet lips and her pussy stretched wide as his massive girth then the whole 9 inches pushed deep inside her twitching pussy. Angie's orgasm almost masked the feeling of his dick deep inside her sex until his balls hit her bottom. She was shaking and jerking, totally impaled by this monster cock as her orgasm still wracked her slight form. Mike started quickly pulling almost all the way out then back in hard until his balls banged on her bottom over and over again. As he looked down at her pussy he could see her pussy lips moving in and out with each thrust. He'd filled her to the limit and she was really stretched. With Angie's head hanging over the side of the bed, Mike pulled her ankles onto his shoulders and starting ramming in and out so fast but making sure that every inch went in and out with each stroke. Angie's tummy below her navel moved as the monster pushed inside her. Angie could now really feel the enormity of Mike's dick as her first orgasm seemed to go on, then suddenly she experienced something she'd never had before. She came again. Angie had always enjoyed her orgasm but this was definitely a second full orgasm, which was even stronger that the first and she screamed as the amazing sensation totally overwhelmed her. Her whole body lifted off the bed and jerked almost uncontrollably as the orgasm exploded like before. On and on it went as she screamed in her ecstasy. Her convulsions of pure sexual pleasure were out of control. Mike quickly pulled out and lifted Angie back onto the bed and rolled her onto her tummy. He then lifted her hips high until her bottom was up in the air, spread her legs as far apart as they would go, then pulled her arms out until her head was on the bed. He then entered her again in classic doggie fashion and the penetration was very different for Angie as he pushed as far into her stretched pussy as he could. Off he went again until Angie suddenly felt that now familiar feeling again. Her third full orgasm erupted with almost as much force as the previous two. Mike hung onto her hips as her banged into her dripping wet pussy until her orgasm started to subside. Mike then lay on his back on the bed and asked Angie to ride him which she so dutifully did. Angie had seen porn films but this was the first time she'd tried the positions and her fourth orgasm burst inside her in no time. She was then ordered to ride him facing away from him and orgasm number five ripped through her after a few strokes. Mike then lifted her off and stood up with his erection pointing skywards as stiff as ever and picked her up under her shoulders and lowered her onto his erection. Once she was completely impaled her slowly walked round the room just holding her lightly in the middle of her back. Angie had never felt anything like this before with the depth of penetration and a little sixth orgasm made her shudder again as the walking movement touched areas no man had reached before. Mike then started to lift her up and down on his weapon as Angie's orgasm continued, and she could now feel the tension in Mike as she realised he was about to come himself. He got even harder as his orgasm built and Angie hung onto him for dear life as he shuddered and jerked them screamed "God I'm coming." Angie had never felt Gary's semen when he came but she definitely felt the hot stream as Mike's eruption burst from him deep into her womb. It was only at that moment of pure delight for them both, as Mike shuddered almost uncontrollably with his sperm flooding her pussy, that Angie realised that she was not on the pill nowadays. Gary had had a vasectomy and they did not need protection. It was too late to worry about that now as her orgasm drained away and Mike's jerking slowly subsided. Still impaled on his weapon Angie reached up and kissed Mike. Mike stood there kissing Angie, holding her tightly as his erection died and slowly slipped out of her pussy, allowing a stream of fluid to run out of the gaping vagina. As he lowered Angie onto her feet, Angie staggered as all her strength was gone and she went onto the bed and lay down. Her pussy lips were still gaping from the enormous stretching that it had received and Mike's sperm was still dribbling out onto the bed. Desperately trying to keep awake she noticed that the whole wonderful session had only taken 20 minutes so she closed her eyes. Mike woke her after a few minutes and suggested a shower together. As the warm water flowed over them Mike gently washed every inch of Angie's naked body concentrating on her red and dripping vagina. Angie loved the feel of his fingers even though she was totally spent sexually. She washed his flaccid dick for him and it was still bigger than Gary's even in that state. They finished off and dried each other off, before working out how best to get back to work without being spotted. Once dressed Angie left first after making sure there was no one around that might see her. Her journey back to work was most strange as her body was still recovering from the best sex she'd ever experienced. She could still feel his monster inside her like a phantom nearly half an hour after making love. She kept looking across at Lynne but she hadn't noticed anything or she would have said something. The afternoon passed very quickly and she was dreading going home in case Gary was in the mood. She hardly noticed that Mike had not come back to work. When she got home her mother was there with the kids and Gary was recovering from a drinking session with his mates. Angie's relief was almost noticeable. It was an awkward weekend with Angie feeling guilty but really pleased she'd been with Mike. She'd never known she could have multiple orgasms and Mike brought something out of her, which she wanted more of. She knew Gary wasn't going to give her that. It took a lot to concentrate on her usual chores and family life, as she couldn't get her newfound sexual prowess out of her mind. She went shopping with the kids on the Saturday morning and popped into the local pharmacy to get the morning after pill just in case. On the Monday morning she arrived at work at the usual time and Mike was not in. It was a bit awkward knowing what she knew but trying to make everything seem normal. Mike rang her from his flat and his suggestion nearly made her hair stand on end. "How do you fancy another session this dinner? I've got something special for you if you fancy a bit of bondage sex?" Angie had seen bondage on the Internet and wondered about it but Mike was so special and she wasn't going to miss out on another session, after all she'd thought of little else since Friday. She happily replied. "Yes please." As she arrived at his flat he answered with just a towel covering his dick. She followed his beautiful naked bum through to his living room where he had a small padded table with straps at each corner. "Let's get you naked and we can get to work on you." She didn't pick up on the "we" bit until it was too late. She also didn't spot the three cameras carefully placed to film the proceedings. They'd been there on Friday as well but she'd not seen them. Mike slowly stripped her naked again and caressing her naked flesh before he laid her on her back on the table, strapping her wrists and ankles into the restraints. He then adjusted the table to stretch her tightly so she could not move. Her legs were really wide apart and she could feel a slight breeze on her open pussy. The portion of the table under her bottom was removed and she was just resting on her back and shoulders. It felt very sexy indeed and she was getting very aroused even to the point of her pussy twitching on it's own. Mike then placed a red ball gag into her mouth to stop her screaming and tied its ribbon round the back of her head. He then started to gently caress Angie's stretched tummy and breasts as her tight muscles twitched involuntarily at his feather light touch. This felt amazing. Totally naked, tied tight with her legs stretched wide open and her pussy open for him; She was in heaven until, suddenly, everything changed. "OK guys she's ready." Angie relaxed state was destroyed in that instant as three more black men walked into the room already naked and stood looking at Angie, naked in front of them. "You were right Mike, she's perfect," they were leering with lust as they gave her naked body the once over. As Angie lay on the table trapped, naked, exposed, and unable to stop what was going to happen to her? Two of the men's dicks were comparable to Mike's in size but one of them had a real monster. He seemed older than the others. Mike leaned over Angie and said, "You would never have agreed if I'd asked. This is what it's all about sweetheart. Enjoy your first ever interracial gang-bang." Angie wanted to scream but the gag stopped her and she couldn't move at all. They had thought of everything. She was helpless lying naked. She was pulling and struggling with her bonds but they held her fast. Mike and two of the men went around the table and started caressing her breasts bringing up her nipples, and very gently caressing all over her naked body. The big man had gone between Angie's stretched thighs and Angie jumped when she felt his hands caressing up and down each thigh in turn before moving gently down between her inner thighs next to her exposed pussy. His fingers explored the shaved pussy lips as Angie tried to scream but the gag was muffling it to an almost inaudible moan. His fingertips tickled Angie's lips so softly Angie squirmed and struggled but he just continued slowly caressing Angie's most sensitive areas. Angie was being going to be raped by four black men and she knew she couldn't do anything at all. Despite her predicament, the intimate attention she was now getting was so amazing she was unable to control herself. She was on the verge of an orgasm whether she wanted it or not. Four pairs of hands were caressing her naked body and she knew she was going to come very soon whether she was willing or not. Accounts This very experienced black man opened up Angie's pussy to expose her clitoris and with the same feather light touch; he stroked Angie's most sensitive button. Angie was jerking with the thrill of it as he leaned over and started licking Angie's clitoris up and down using his big lips to almost eat her and also started inserting his long fingers deep inside Angie's pussy to explore her "G" spot with a hooking action. The result of this exquisite treatment was soon obvious as Angie's tummy jerked while her head rocked from side to side and a fine squirt of Angie's inner fluids hit him in the face. Angie had the most explosive amazing orgasm she'd ever known and she'd had an ejaculation for the first time. This was even better than with Mike as her first orgasm by this man was so gut-wrenchingly powerful, Angie nearly passed out; and he wasn't finished with her yet. Angie's body was jerking and shaking in her restraints as the orgasm overwhelmed her but he just kept going until the jerking slowed a little, then he stood up. His monster erection stuck up like a pole and he slowly pushed it up to her gaping sex. Angie just lay there breathing heavily from her exertions when she felt him push into her pussy as he eased his monster deep inside Angie's still twitching pussy, causing Angie to jerk with the surprise insertion. She could feel her pussy stretching with the huge girth of this monster black dick as Angie jerked and squirmed as he starting fucking her. It was not long before the second orgasm burst out from Angie and her fluids burst from her again. Angie's eyes were screwed up tight and it was obvious she was in seventh heaven. On and on went he went faster and faster, as Angie's body convulsed with the wonderful feelings this superman was giving her. All three of the men were fully erect, turned on to an almost unbearable level as they watched Angie being fucked as they continued caressing her. There was nothing to chose between their erections in size as the big man finally came his load deep inside Angie's stretched and violated pussy. As he withdrew they commenced to take it in turns to fuck her until each of them had unloaded their sperm into her pussy. The depth of penetration and the stretching of her pussy by these monster cocks gave Angie feelings like she'd never experienced before and she was in a state of sexual shock as her body reacted in ways she never believed possible. She'd never believed that this natural act of sex could be this wonderful and she'd had to be raped before she could experience it. The bondage, the sexual tension, the initial terror of being naked with four men, all brought this amazing reaction from her. Angie was totally exhausted as they released her from her restraints. She was so weak the men had to hold her up. "You fucking bastards. Oh my God. How could you do that to me?" she burst out in her shock at what had happened to her. They just smiled in that knowing way as Mike replied; "I bet you've never had anything better than that before, yeh?" Angie just looked at them through her bleary tired eyes and nodded. "I've never experienced anything so wonderful in my life," she gasped. Four black men had raped her and she'd really loved every second of it despite their underhand way of doing it to her. She kissed Mike then each of the gang in turn before Mike helped her to the bathroom and gave Angie a quick shower and rub down. How Angie managed to walk over to the factory after what had happened to her was truly mind over matter. She'd been gang-raped but had enjoyed the greatest sexual experience of her life. Somehow she managed to carry on at work until her normal time but her work definitely suffered and it didn't go un-noticed. She kept going to the loo and her pants were wet with the men's sperm still dribbling out of her. After she arrived home Gary was there feeling randy and how she got through that night she'll never know but there was worse to come. Gary never noticed anything when they had sex but for the first time Angie had to fake her enjoyment and orgasm as she could hardly feel Gary's dick inside her. The events of the next day will haunt her for a long time to come. Tuesday morning she arrived at her normal time and Lynne said, "What have you done to Mike?" Angie almost panicked as she thought she'd been found out. "Er Why, what's up with Mike?" she asked unsteadily. "He's finished here and said he was going home to Jamaica," Lynne pronounced. Angie was gutted and when the morning break came she went down to the reception to see if they knew anything. Nothing. "There is a parcel just arrived for you," she added. It was a small package and when she opened it, there was a letter and a DVD with it. The letter was from Mike. "Sorry to leave so quickly but my work is complete now. Take a look at the DVD at home when no-one's around and you'll see why my work was really worthwhile as you are going to make us a lot of money from internet sales. Thanks for coming. You're the best M.I.L.F. yet, and I mean the best --- Mike." There was a website address on the bottom of the letter with "gang bang squad" in the name. Angie was dumbstruck. She remembered what a M.I.L.F. was from the Internet porn sites. "Mothers I'd Like to Fuck" and "gang bang squad" She'd been set-up and used and wanted to scream but she still had enough about her to remember where she was. She popped into the annexe near the reception and rang through to Ted and told him she was not feeling well and went home. When she arrived home, the house was empty so she put the disc in the DVD player and watched in horror as her worst fears were realised. Everything she'd done over the last few days had been filmed without her knowing and it was all here on the DVD. The first session with Mike as well as the Bondage session appeared. Everything down to the most intimate details of her stretched pussy and her clitoris being licked was on show. Anyone seeing this who knew her would recognise her as there was close ups of her face when she was being stripped and during the gang-bang session. Angie was an unwitting porn star. She watched the entire DVD and everything was there in sharp detail; nothing was missed out. She switched on the PC and accessed the Internet, disabled the parental controls and looked at the site mentioned in the letter. To see her own face appear on the computer and her naked body being fucked nearly blew her mind. Her orgasms were so obviously real, no one could be in any doubt she was up for it. Gary regularly looked at porn on the Internet and so did all his mates. Surely it was only a matter of time before they found this site and she was recognised by one of them. "What have I done? Oh my God No!!" she screamed and burst into tears. "God almighty, what am I going to do?" Accounts Payable Unemployment sucks. It's been sucking for damn near a year now, and my benifits are about to run out. That's the only reason I'm even going to this interview. The job itself is worthless. I'm a CPA ferchrissake. I arrive on time at Midland MicroAssembly inc. Personelle escorts me immediately to the CEO's office suite. The secretary has luscious pouty lips all done up with bright red lipstick. "Ms. Fenton will be with you shortly," she says. A big, block-lettered name plate announces that this scretary's name is Beth. Her light brown hair is in two braids that drop down, one over each tit. And, oh, how I'd have love to sweep those things aside to see if her nipples show through that tight, stretchy tube-top she has on. But this certainly isn't the time or the place, so I just wait and pretend not to look at her. "You may go in now, Mr. Abelton," she says, getting up and opening the door for me. I walk in. Beth shuts the door behind me. Ms. Fenton is a slight woman with short dark hair that has a gray streak through it. She wears an expensive looking navy blue skirt and blazer combo. The blazer has a jewel encrusted butterfly pinned over her left tit, which, like the right, would fill no more than a champagne glass. I can't see her legs as she is behind her desk. She slips on a pair of wire-rimmed and motions me to sit down. She doesn't even offer to shake my hand. "Abelton -- Abelton -- I've got your resume right here. You last worked for Windham Commercial Credit, right?" I nod. "And that ended eleven months ago. It seems you got yourself terminated for being a worthless sack o' shit." "I beg your pardon," I reply. "Oh, I always call former employers, especially when they're close business associates of mine. Let's see -- you spent more time running the office football pool than you did at your work, and then there's the little matter of your sexually harassing poor Ms. Brisbane." "Well, I guess I won't waste any more of your time," I say, getting up to leave. "Sit down, young man," she commands. "First, show some respect. You will address me Ms. Fenton, or Ma'am, or both, and you won't interrupt me. Second, the only person allowed to draw conclusions in this office is me. You'll do just fine, Abelton. You're a little overqualified, but I can use you. You'll start immediately. Beth will get you your W-2 and show you to your desk. The rules are simple around here. You do what I say. If Beth tells you to do something, it's the same as me telling you. Got that? And if you so much as lay a finger on her, you'll hear from my attorney before she even has time to yelp. We clear?" "Yes Ma'am." Her steely eyes squinting through those glasses are burning holes through me. And the rest of her face looks like an icecube. If my life weren't about crumble like a moldy pound cake, I'd tell that bitch to shove this job up her tight little ass. But I need the work. The wife might even speak to me again if I come home tonight and tell her I'm employed. "You may go." she says. I rise and back out of her office. Here's what the job is: accounts payable. That means paying the bills. Any idiot could do it. I just write the checks and keep a ledger on my computer. The bitch seems to know how much money I'll need each week, and it magically appears in the checking account. Beth has given me a desk across the hall from hers. When I lean over I can see those red lips and round tits. All day she's doing her nails or putting on mascara or smearing more red lipstick over those lips. It's a good thing this job doesn't take much of my time. I spend most of it daydreaming about having a big red ring around the base of my dick. The nineth Friday into this job and things are going well. I've got my mortgage paid up and I'm working on paying off the credit card. The wife actually got naked for me last night -- first time in six months. And here at work, the bitch says I'm doing a great job. Says if I keep it up she might even move me up to payrole. Whoop-dee-doo. But Beth is driving me nuts. She wore this short little skirt today with irridescent blue stockings underneath, and a V-necked lacy silk top that shows lots of cleavage. I just know there's nipples sticking through under those braids. She comes over to my desk this morning with a handful of bills and stands there drinking coffee out of a white mug. It has a big red stain on the rim. And those thighs. I could eat them right now, stockings and all. She steps to my side and stares at my computer screen. "I wanna get one o' these things for my home checkbook," she says. "Can you show me how it works?" She pulls up a chair and sits down. And I don't think her mama ever taught her how to sit like a lady either. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see her garter under her skirt, and sometimes a flash of panties. I spend the next hour showing her the finer points of electronic checkwriting. She keeps brushing against me when she reaches over to point to something on the screen. I have to cross my legs to hide what she's doing to me. When we get done, she pulls her compact out of her purse and is checking her face over for the fourteenth time today. I figure, what the hell -- she came to me. "Would you like to get together for a drink after work," I ask. "Yeah, that's right up there on my list," she answers without even looking up. "About two slots below sitting on a cheese grater in the bath tub." Ah -- Beth in the tub. At least she leaves me with an exquisite picture. She goes back to her desk. I'll work on her some more another time. That was when it happened. I open the bills Beth just gave me and the account is $22,000 short of what I need to pay them. "Beth," I call out. "Tell Ms. Fenton I need to see her today." "Yeah, when I get to it," she answers. Three o'clock rolls around and the Fenton's door is still closed. Four o'clock, no change. I've got to get these bills taken care of the same week they come in, or the bitch will castrate me. She made that clear the first day. Five o'clock -- Beth goes home. I'd like to do the same, but that door is still closed. Five-thirty. My phone rings. It's Fenton. She's ready for me. I go in with the bills and a printout of the account. She's got her back to me. "Ms. Fenton, I need more money to pay these bills, Ma'am," I say. "So you screwed up, did you? How much has the CPA lost track of?" "It's $22,000, Ma'am. And I didn't lose track of it. I've checked the figures three times. You haven't deposited enough money this week. Look." I drop the printout on her desk. She turns around. She's got on the same outfit she wore that first day. She doesn't even glance at the printout. "Tell me something, Abelton," she says. "If you were to pay $22,000 for a hooker, what would you expect her to do?" "Well, I don't know, Ma'am. A lot, I expect. But I don't see what that has to do with this." I'm beginning to sweat. "You're asking me for $22,000 aren't you. What should I get in return?" "Ma'am, don't you think this is getting a little close to sexual harassment?" She laughs at me. "You think you have even a chance of making that stick after what you did to Ms. Brisbane? Hah! Besides, if I fired you today, it'd be years before you could get a judgement against me, even if the court would listen to the likes of you. You remember what it's like to be unemployable? I think you'd better get over here and beg me for the money." I step behind her desk. She turns in her chair and faces me, then stands up and glares into my eyes. Her lips are thin and tight. God, I wish I were somewhere else. "Okay," I say. I cast my eyes down. I see she's got on spike heels. I wring my hands for show. "I need this job. Please, please, please deposit the money," I beg. A bead of sweat runs down my brow. "You'll address me as Ma'am," she replies. "And you'll do it on your knees. And don't even think about looking up my skirt unless you want my heel in your nuts." "Ma'am, if I've done something to make you mad, I assure you, I'm very sorry. Now can we just get past this?" "Do it," she commands. I drop to my knees. "Ms. Fenton, Ma'am. I beg you. Please give me the money so I can pay your bills." "I'm considering it, worm. How about you say, 'Ms. Fenton, I'm not worthy to lick your feet, but I'll do it for you if you find it in your heart to fix my fuck-up." I repeat her words to her. "So start licking, you miserable turd," she says. I bend down and lick her ankle. She has no hose on. I'm licking bare skin. "Take the shoe off and do it right," she says. Her shoe pulls off easily in my hand. I bend down again and start licking between her toes. They're sweaty and taste moldy. I'm beginning to get a hard-on from this. "The other one too," she says. I obey. My cock is hard now. My trousers are ballooning out. And my shirt is soaked with sweat. "Oh, this will never do," she says. "I don't think you're the least bit sorry for the trouble you've caused me. I didn't feel one teardrop fall onto my feet. And look at your pants. This is how you show respect for me? By letting you piddly penis out of control? I don't think you grasp the enormity of this. $22,000 is the better part of a year's salary for you. I think I'll just have to set your head straight." "Please, Ma'am. I'm sorry. I really am. Couldn't we talk about this on Monday?" "Shut up!" She pulls a scarf out of her purse and blindfolds me with it. "I'd never give you the pleasure of viewing my private parts," she says, "but you're gonna lick them, aren't you. You're gonna lick them because your so sorry. So sorry that you caused so much grief to the only person who keeps you out of the homeless shelter." "Yes, Ma'am." My cock is aching. "I'm really sorry." I hear her skirt rustling up. I reach up and put my hands on her thighs. Whap! She slaps me across the face. "Don't touch, you slug. Take off your belt." I obey. I hear the buckle jingle as she picks it up. I expect she's about to beat me with it. I find myself looking forward to it. "Put your hands behind your back." Her voice is behind me. I do it. She ties my hands with the belt. I hear her step in front of me again. I can smell her now. I feel her fur against my nostrils. She grabs me by the ears and pulls me in. "Lick, you bastard!" she says. I dip my tongue deep into her crack. Yecch! Something tastes awful. I gag. "What? You don't like Gynalotramin? Eat it, you prick! Eat!" I gobble on her clit and suck the paste out of her hole. I'm panting through my nose. I can't believe it, but I really want to please this bitch. But she's having none of it. "I'm trying to decide whether a little dipshit like you is worth orgasming for," she says calmly. "I'm having so much fun just watching you slurp on my peehole. Mmmm. I almost felt that one." She presses me in harder. My cock is ready to explode. "You're not going to have one of your messy little dingaling orgasms, are you? Ooooo! I'm warning you -- ahh -- you better not come unless I do. I'll twist that -- mmmmh -- thing out by the roots." I gobble harder. I hear her heave a deep breath. I'm having to hold back my come. I can't get enough air. Her pussy juice is coming in through my nose. Her breaths are turning into shrill cries. She digs her nails into my earlobes. "Oooooh, you fucking bastard!" she screams. She presses her bare foot into my crotch. The pain feels so good. My cock spews come into my boxer shorts. It dribbles down my shaft and entangles itself in my pubic hair. She pushes me away. I fall over backward. My head thumps against the floor. My cock is still pulsing. She pulls the blindfold off and unties me. Her skirt is a bit rumpled, but otherwise reveals nothing. Her face is flushed but still icy cold. There's a big wet spot on my trousers. "You have your $22,000," she says. "Next Friday, you'll need more. Bring a change of clothes, too. I feel like getting messy with you. In fact, better bring all your clothes. I don't think your wife's gonna let you back in the house after she's seen the video we just made. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm late for dinner with my niece. Perhaps you know her. Her name is Ruth. Ruth Brisbane."