6 comments/ 35521 views/ 39 favorites Cassie Gets Some Overtime Ch. 01 By: Shamelesslywet I had been working as an administrative assistant for Camelot Construction going on about two years at this point. The job wasn't an especially difficult one, but it did have its trying moments; being leered at by less desirable construction workers was one of them. Now don't get me wrong, they weren't all bad looking, and sometimes I got quite worked up knowing that they would've happily fucked me if I gave them the chance, but I still never really liked to be ogled. To cope with this, I dressed conservatively. No cleavage (not that this mattered much, since my large, pert breasts attracted attention anyway), no tight fitting clothing, and I maintained a relatively brusque manner that I hoped would indicate that I wouldn't put up with any shit. None of these things really seemed to discourage the looks I got or the crude comments I overheard when they thought I was out of earshot. Things like "Did you see those jeans she had on today? I'd like to bend her over and get a piece of that hot, young ass!" and "I bet she sucks good dick! I'd make her swallow my whole load!" Little did they know that I did, in fact, give great head- I loved a hard cock in my mouth- but if they knew that it would only fuel their fire. I generally just pretended I was completely ignorant of all of it and focused on my work. The only one who showed no interest in me, other than on a completely professional level was my manager, Mr. Decker. I never caught him looking at my tits or ass like all the other guys did, which was probably why he intrigued me so much. He was a good looking man in his early 40's, about 16 years my senior, with dark, wavy hair, just starting to lightly streak through with gray, and dark eyes. He was well-built with strong arms, a bit on the short side for a man, but he still seemed to dwarf someone as petite as me. And he was the moodiest man I've ever met. I think this was partly because of the recent separation he was going through, but I couldn't help but think that most of it was just his personality. Some days he was quiet and pleasant, other days he stalked around the job site, scowling at anyone and everyone he came across. The worst were the days he was the most irritable and he drove around the site, barking orders and making everyone else just as miserable as he was. Today had been one of those days. I had been trying to make myself scarce all day. I just wanted to get through the day, punch the clock, and head home. Unfortunately, just as I was finishing up and shutting everything down, a set of blueprints that we had been waiting for for a few days was delivered. I groaned inwardly. I knew what was coming next. "Cassie," Mr. Decker growled, "I'm going to need you to stay late to review these with me. We need to submit any changes immediately so this project isn't delayed any further." "Fuuuuuccckk meeee!" I thought. Normally I wouldn't mind staying late with this sexy man, but he had been in a shitty mood all day and the last thing I wanted was one on one time with him! "Sure thing, Mr. Decker!" I said aloud as I glanced longingly out the window at everyone piling in their vehicles and heading home for the day. I grabbed the tube of blueprints and a notepad and pen and brought everything over to the conference table. Mr. Decker came over as I rolled the prints out and we leaned over the table as he began discussing the changes that might need to be made. I was jotting everything down on my notepad, when I noticed he had gone silent. I waited a second for him to continue, but when he still hadn't said anything, I looked up. What I saw made my jaw drop slightly. He was staring at me, hungrily, with eyes that seemed much darker than usual. I had never seen that look on a man's face before, like he was going to devour me at any second. I inhaled sharply at the sight and that small noise, that tiny gasp of air, was all it took. He was on me in a heartbeat, his mouth covering mine, hard and lustful. Caught completely off guard, and frankly, incredibly turned on, I returned the kiss with similar fervor. I parted my lips and out tongues met, sparking something electric in me and weakening my knees. His large hand grasped my rib cage, his thumb directly below my left breast, thick fingers curling into my back. I could feel the need emanating from his body and at that moment, I wanted to do everything in my power to satisfy it. My panties were soaked. He pulling his lips from mine. "Get on your knees!" he commanded. I dropped to the floor and looked up at him expectantly. He undid his fly and pulled out his cock. It was huge. It wasn't the length that was impressive, even though it certainly wasn't lacking in that department, but it was definitely the thickest cock I had ever seen. My face must've given away the shock I was feeling because when I looked up at him, he was grinning sardonically. "What's the matter, Cassie?" he asked mockingly, "Is this bigger than all the little boys you're used to fucking around with? I looked him defiantly in the eye, opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. I wasn't going to let him intimidate me. He slapped the head of his cock on my tongue, but when I went to close my lips around it, he withdrew. "Good girl, now take your shirt off." I obligingly pulled my shirt over my head, my tits practically spilling over the top of my bra because of the way my chest was heaving with anticipation. I reached out and took his cock in my hand, impressed by the weight of it. I wasn't sure how I was going to fit this thing in my mouth, but I knew one thing for sure, I was going to try! I started slowly, licking my lips and sucking just the head of it, stroking the sensitive underside with my tongue. I heard him groan. Encouraged, I ran my tongue on the underside from base to tip, trying to lube it with as much of my saliva as possible. When I got back to the tip, I engulfed him, swallowing him as much as I possibly could. I felt him hit the back of my throat and I knew he was too thick to go any farther. I pulled back and went at him again, using my hand as a continuation of my mouth, even though my small hand wasn't even close to encircling his massive girth. On and on I went, sucking and pumping him with my fist like my life depended on it. I wanted it farther. I wanted more. He started thrusting into my mouth and with every thrust I tried to take him deeper. "Ohhh you're a good little cocksucker aren't you?" he mumbled, "Relax and inhale." I did and he slid in farther, down my throat slightly. I couldn't breathe- he was blocking my airway! I panicked and tried to pull off. He grasped the back of my head. "You aren't getting off that easily. You wanted this so you're going to take it! Breathe through your nose." he commanded. I exhaled and then inhaled a deep breath through my nostrils; with the air I took, I also smelled the muskiness of his manhood. It drove me on. I inhaled again and focused on opening my throat more. He pushed in farther. His pubic hair touched the tip of my nose. I was almost there. Suddenly I felt his hand on the top of my breast, he pulled my bra down and rolled my nipple between his fingers. A tingling feeling shot straight to my pussy. I moaned as much as I could around his cock. I inhaled again and took all of him. "Holy shit!" he whispered hoarsely. We stayed that way for a second, him buried to the hilt in my throat, my hands gripping the sides of his naked hips, his hand still tightly grasping the hair on the back of my head. Then slowly he began thrusting in short deliberate thrusts. "Oh yeahhhh!" he groaned, "Do you like that fat cock in your mouth? I bet you do, you little slut!" To show him that I was indeed thoroughly enjoying what he was doing, I pulled his hips towards me, plunging his cock down my throat hard. He grunted and started fucking my face in earnest. My throat was sore, my lips were stretched to capacity, and tears were running down my face. I had never been more turned on in my life! I wanted to make this man cum in the worst way. I didn't care where he did it, I just knew I wanted to be the one to make it happen. But then all of a sudden he was pulling out! I squealed in protest, lunging at his cock and beginning the sucking/pumping combination I had been doing previously. Grasping his cock in one hand, he pulled me off of it by my hair with the other. "You're an eager little cocksucker aren't you?" he said, chuckling as he rubbed the tip of his cock across my now swollen lips. "Well it's time to see what other surprises you have in store for me! Take off your bra." I reached a hand behind me, undid the clasp, pulled the straps off of my shoulders, and let it fall to the floor. I had always been pretty proud of my breasts, they were full D-cups, firm and perky with prominent pink nipples. I squeezed them together and rolled my nipples in my fingertips. "Those are beautiful." he murmured almost imperceptibly. "Thank you." I replied huskily, my voice hoarse from deepthroating his cock. He pulled me to standing position by my hair and let it go. His hands were immediately on my tits. He cupped them, pushing them up and bent down to flick one of my nipples with his tongue. This sent a shiver down my spine. He took the whole thing in his mouth, sucking hard and rolling it roughly between his teeth. I gasped, then tilted my head back and moaned. I ran my fingers through his hair as alternated between nipples, sucking and nibbling on them. "Ohhhhhh," I moaned, "fuck me! Please! I want you so bad right now!" He pulled off my nipple with a slight pop and looked at me devilishly. "Take your pants off." he growled. I turned around, unzipped my pants and looked over my shoulder seductively at him as I shimmied out of them, bending at the waist so he could get a good look at my supple ass. Then I started slowly sliding my thong down, giving him his first glimpse of my shaved pussy, slick with my own juices. With my thong around my calves and my legs shoulder-width apart, I leaned on the table with one of my forearms and slid my other hand between my legs. I slowly started circling my clit with my fingertips, gently at first, then gradually harder. I moaned and inserted my two middle fingers as deeply as I could into my wet pussy. I plunged them into myself over and over, crying out loudly in ecstasy. My orgasm was building quickly. Between the stimulation and the fact that he was watching me, I knew I was very close to cumming. I couldn't see him, but I was picturing him standing behind me, stroking that enormous cock of his. Then, suddenly, he was right behind me! He pulled my hand away from my pussy. I whimpered in frustration and disappointment. "Please?" I begged. "You really are something," he sounded amazed, "but if you're going to cum, it's going to be because of me." I exhaled a sigh of relief. He was finally going to fuck me! He spun me around and I noticed he had taken off the rest of his clothing. He had a thin coat of coarse, black chest hair across his strong, wide pecs and a thin line of hair running down the center of his stomach to his pubic region. With his thick, manly thighs and well developed calves, he was the epitome of masculinity; I had never wanted a man more. "Slide your ass onto the table." he ordered me. I complied and leaned back, expecting penetration. Instead, I watched him bury his face between my thighs and felt his hot, wet tongue, urgently lapping at my clit. "Oh my God!" I groaned. I laid back on the table, sliding my feet outward so my legs were spread wide open, giving him full access. He latched onto my clit, sucking on it and flicking it with his tongue. He started sliding one of his thick fingers into my waiting pussy. "Fuck! You're so fucking tight!" he exclaimed. I mumbled something incoherent in response, lost in the moment of having something in my pussy besides my own fingers. He worked my clit with his mouth, flicking sucking, and nibbling, while he pumped his finger in and out of my pussy. He began slowly at first, then increased speed until he was slamming his thick digit into my dripping pussy. I writhed on the table, moaning and rolling my nipples between my fingertips. "I'm gonna cum!" I cried out. He pulled his finger out of me. At that moment, I fucking hated him. I went to sit up, I was going to hit him, scream at him, anything! But his strong hand forced me back down. Before I could say anything, I felt his tongue flick across the entrance of my pussy. The feeling gave me goosebumps. He lapped at my juices, then with a stiff tongue, he penetrated me. His tongue twisted and wriggled inside of me. I was in ecstasy. To keep me from bucking too wildly, he pressed one of his hands on my belly, using his thumb to stimulate my clit. My jaw clenched, my eyes squeezed shut. This was it. I was going to explode. All of a sudden, I felt unexpected pressure on my virgin asshole! He using one of his large fingers to slowly enter it! I tried to protest, but all managed was a pathetic whimper. I was too far gone to care. He ground his thumb hard and fast on my clit, as he gradually slid the length of his finger into my ass. At that moment, a huge orgasm wracked my body. I shuddered and shook. I could hear someone in the distance making alarming animal-like sounds, then vaguely recognized it as my own voice. I don't know how long this went on for, but when it ended, I was spent. "Holy fuck!" I whispered, not even entirely sure I said the words out loud. He lifted his head from between my legs, grinning wickedly, his finger still embedded in my ass. Now I could feel how uncomfortable it was, but I was too drained to do anything about it. I could feel the wetness from my pussy trickling down my ass crack. He slowly slid his finger out and when it was gone, I found that I almost missed the sensation. Then I felt the tip of his huge cock at the entrance of my pussy. All of a sudden I was nervous. He was so much bigger than anyone that I had been with before. Then I recalled sucking his cock, the enormity of him filling my throat and stretching my lips. I recalled how intense and arousing it had been. I was ready for him to fill me again. He began to enter me, got about halfway and had to pull out and start again. Even as wet as I was, he was having trouble because of his size. "Fucking Christ, this is a tight little cunt!" he growled. After three or four more strokes, he was completely in. I was afraid to move. He felt like he was splitting me in half. He started moving in short, gentle strokes, trying not to hurt me. "You need to relax," he said, once again using his thumb to stimulate my clit, "or this isn't going to be enjoyable for either of us." I let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding and closed my eyes, focusing on what he was doing to my clit. I began to relax and he began to take longer strokes. The more strokes he took, the easier it got and the more I began to enjoy it. "Atta girl," he murmured, "just lay back and enjoy this big dick in that hot little pussy." With that, he thrust into me with a little more force. I cried out, but it wasn't out of pain. He did it again. I moaned, my chest heaving. Soon his cock was pistoning in and out of me. He lifted my legs to his shoulders. I reached down and held onto the edge of the table to brace myself, my tits bouncing with each thrust. "Oh fuck yeah! You like that big cock, Cassie? Tell me you like it!" he bellowed. "God yeah, Mr. Decker! Give me that big cock! I want it all! Fuck my tight little pussy until you cum!" I screamed. "You fucking take it, you little slut!" he roared, slamming into me harder. "Ohhhh fuck me hard, Mr. Decker! I wanna cum all over your big fat dick!" I whined. He grabbed my legs by the ankles, spreading them wide. I reached down with one hand and rubbed my clit. I was so close to cumming again. He was thrusting deep inside me and I could feel him getting harder. He was close too. Feeling the effect that I was having on him pushed me over the edge. I released an inhuman scream and dug my fingers into his hips, pulling him into me as hard and deep as possible. I could feel my pussy spasm around his thick cock and he obviously felt it too because he pulled out of me and spurted hot cum all over my tits and stomach. "Fucking shit!" he groaned as he staggered backwards. My legs felt like jello and I couldn't breathe. My pussy was sore and I was covered in cum. I was happy. It was quiet for a few minutes and I must've drifted off because the next thing I remembered was feeling something gently rubbing my stomach. I looked down and Mr. Decker had grabbed a towel from the breakroom and was cleaning the cum off of me. "Come on, Cassie," he said softly, "it's time to get going." I slid off the table and redressed, stuffing my bra and panties into my purse. I was had a hand on the door knob, ready to leave, when I stopped and looked at him over my shoulder. "Mr. Decker," I purred, "Any time you need me to stay late again, just say the word!" Then I walked out the door to my car. Cassie Gets Some Overtime Ch. 02 Thanks for the great feedback on Chapter one! Keep it coming! ***** It had been several weeks since my encounter with Mr. Decker, but I had scarcely seen him since. I knew he was busy with the project we had been working on, but it didn't make me feel any less disappointed (or horny) with each passing day. I certainly wasn't in love with the man, but I did have a strong attachment to his big cock and the effect it had on me. I was so horny at this point that I had already pleasured myself in the bathroom at work a few times this week, not to mention fucked myself with my vibrator (which didn't compare) almost every night at home since it that night with him. It was the end of the day and I was debating on whether I should make the first move or wait for him to do it, when he roared for me from the doorway of his office. "Cassie! I need you in here, NOW!" The last of the workers had just finished punching out. They looked at me with half-pity and half-relief that it wasn't them as they filed out the door. I stood up and walked toward his office. I was a little nervous and VERY wet. I wasn't really sure what to expect, but I was hopeful. I walked in and stood in front of his desk. He threw a file across the desk at me. "What the fuck is this?" he snarled, "This is the most poorly put together proposal I've ever seen. I gave you the information you needed, so I don't know how you fucked it up so badly!" I picked the folder up and opened it, my hands shaking slightly. Looking it over, I could allow that it wasn't my best work ever, I had been pretty distracted lately, but I certainly didn't deserve this reaction! I was totally confused. What was he trying to get at? "I'm sorry, sir," I said, "I'll look it over first thing in the morning and have the revised copy on your desk by 9." "I don't think you're going to get off that easily, Cassie." He stood and started unbuckling his belt. I could see a telltale bulge in the front, giving away his aroused state. I relaxed. Now I knew where this was headed. "Maybe I could help you with that? Would that make things better?" I said coyly, gesturing to his crotch. He frowned and stopped unbuckling. "You'd like that wouldn't you? This big cock deep in your pussy? But I don't think you'd learn any lessons that way. Maybe I should just fire you. I'm sure it wouldn't be that hard to find someone else. Someone who even knows what the fuck they're doing!" Now I was confused again. Was he serious?! I didn't think the proposal was that bad! It could've used a little fine tuning, but to FIRE me over it?! That was a bit excessive! I looked down at my hands. "I-I'm sorry," I stammered. "Please don't fire me!" "I don't know, Cassie." He looked dangerous. "How far are you willing to go to keep your job?" "I'll do anything!" I blurted out. I immediately thought about the implications of what I had just said. Was I really willing to do anything to save my job? No, I wasn't. I could easily get a new job with the experience that I had. However, I had a good idea of what he might have in mind and the thought of succumbing completely to this man's desires left me weak in the knees. Was I willing to do anything in hopes that I might be able to experience the level of pleasure I had felt the last time around? Absolutely! He raised an eyebrow, "Anything?" he asked. "Anything!" I repeated, anxiously. I was a nervous about what he had in store, but my curiosity and excitement got the best of me. "Take your clothes off! " he barked. His dark eyes grew darker. "This is going to be for my pleasure, not yours. This is a punishment. If you do get any enjoyment out of it, it is purely coincidental." As I listened to him, I stripped my clothes off unceremoniously. I was turned on by his little speech. I knew he meant business, but I also knew whatever he did to me, I would enjoy immensely. I got a lot of satisfaction out of pleasing him. He walked out from behind his desk, his belt undone. "On your knees," he ordered, pointing at the floor in front of him. I dropped to the floor, awaiting his further instructions. "I think you know what to do next, Cassie," he said, his voice frightening low. I undid his pants and dropped them to the floor. His cock was only half erect, but it was still impressive. I wrapped my lips around it and took as much of it as I could into my mouth. "Not good enough!" he growled as he grabbed my hair and choked me with his huge cock. I tried to pull back, but he used my hair to grind my face onto his dick. "Swallow it, slut!" he said. I knew I would have to start swallowing him while he was half hard or I wouldn't have a shot. He was merciless. I relaxed and opened my throat. He shoved his way in until I gagged, pulled out slightly, then slid his cock fully in and held it there. I breathed in noisily through my nostrils. I could feel his cock thicken in my throat. I moaned around him. He began to slowly slide it out, then slammed it back in. He did this a few times, my mouth salivating more and more with each thrust. When his cock was well lubricated, he started thrusting hard and fast into my throat. I grasped at his hips and dug my fingers into his muscular ass cheeks. My eyes were watering and saliva was running down my chin and throat onto my breasts. I looked up at him and, as we made eye contact, he slammed his cock into my throat with a particularly hard thrust and then pulled out. He pulled me up so I was still on my knees, but no longer sitting on my feet. He reached down and tweaked my nipples, hard. I squealed. He ignored it and continued manhandling my tits, squeezing them and kneading them with his rough hands. "God you've got some beautiful tits." he said as his slid his cock into my cleavage like it was the most natural thing in the world. He squeezed my tits around it, his thumbs grazing my hard nipples. My breath caught as a jolt of pleasure shot down to my pussy. He began furiously pumping his hard dick up and down in my cleavage, my saliva acting as a lubricant. The head of it hit me in the chin with each thrust. I bent my head down to catch it between my lips each time he thrusted up, just catching the head with a hard, quick suck before he pulled out with an audible "pop". Finally he stopped thrusting, but kept his cock sandwiched between my breasts with most of it protruding towards my chin. I sucked at the tip of it, swirling my tongue around and then tonguing his sensitive frenulum as I bobbed my head the best I could. "God that's a beautiful picture," he groaned, "but I'm not finished with you yet!" He seemed reluctant to remove his cock from my ample cleavage and my talented mouth, but he finally did and pulled me to my feet. He stroked his thick cock while pushing me behind his desk. Standing behind me, he kicked my feet into a wide stance and pushed me forward until I was bent over his desk, my ass in the air and my nipples grazing the desk beneath me. He slid one thick finger deep into my waiting pussy. "You're a wet little slut aren't you?" He sounded pleased. "I know how much you love it when I fuck that sweet mouth of yours!" I let out a low moan. He pulled his finger out and a second later, he appeared in front of me. "You want something in your mouth, slut?" he asked. I opened my mouth thinking he wanted to fuck my face again, but instead, I felt a piece of cloth being shoved in! It took me a second to realize that the cloth was my panties. I could taste my pussy on them. It was different. A little musky and very erotic. While I had been getting acquainted with my own womanly essence, Mr. Decker had resumed his position behind me. "Hold onto the edge of the desk above your head with both hands and keep them there," he ordered me. I complied and I felt him slide the tip of his cock up and down my wet slit, being careful not to enter me yet. Every part of my body tensed, waiting for penetration. "Fuck, Cassie," he murmured, "who knew that under that suit of armor you wear everyday, you were such a horny little bitch?" I wiggled my ass a little, trying to encourage him to penetrate me. He slapped the entrance of my pussy with his cock a few times, making a wet, fleshy thwacking sound. "Oh I know want me to fuck you in this tight, wet hole," he growled, entering me with just the tip. I tried to push backwards to impale myself on his huge erection, but he grabbed my ass with one hand and stopped me, using his thumb to pull my ass cheek outward. He slid his cock upwards until it was pressing on my asshole. "But maybe I want to fuck this tight, little hole!" he said as slowly leaned towards me, the blunt head of his cock putting more and more pressure on my virgin asshole. I had never had anal sex before, but after he had penetrated my ass with his finger during our last encounter, I was curious. However, the thought of losing my anal virginity to his mammoth cock was still a frightening concept. I took a deep breath and tried to relax, but he had barely gotten half the tip in when I experienced a searing pain and panicked. I lifted my body from the table, turned towards him, and reached out to stop him. He immediately pushed me back down on the desk, following that with the resounding crack of his hand hitting my ass. I shrieked around my panty gag and resumed my grip on the edge of the desk. He began to rub my now stinging ass cheek. He chuckled softly, "I wasn't going to ruin your pretty little ass, Cassie. Not yet anyway. I just wanted to see how you'd react. You let me go farther than I expected you to... But I did tell you to keep your fucking hands on the desk!" He slapped my ass again. I let out a whimper and flinched a little, but I kept my hands in place. I thought about this for a second. He knew that, with the gag in my mouth, I had three options: turn around to stop him, pull the gag out and yell, or let him fuck me in the ass. I knew what happened when I chose the first option, and my guess is that I would've gotten the same outcome if I had chosen the second one. So it was get spanked, or have my ass violated. He was a twisted individual. I was incredibly aroused thinking about what this brute of a man could do to me. In fact, I was so wet at this point that I could feel my juices starting to trickle down my thighs. I didn't have to wait much longer. I felt him at my entrance and he was buried in my tight pussy with one thrust. "Like a glove," he grunted. I moaned around my gag and pushed back into him. He didn't stop me this time. He started with long, languid movements, pulling almost all the way out before sliding deeply back into me. I let out a muffled wail. His cock filled me in a way that I had never felt with anyone else. I couldn't get enough of it, it was like a drug. I began to rock my hips, riding his cock as he slammed it into me. He grunted and began to pick up speed, holding me by the hips and pulling me into him, slamming into me over and over. I exploded on his cock. I screamed around the gag. I gripped the desk so hard my fingernails dug into the wood. When it was over, I was a whimpering mess. I rested my face on the cool desk, raising my ass high in the air, as he continued pounding me from behind. "B-Boss? CASSIE?!" I thought heard someone say. At first I thought I had imagined it, like some kind of hallucination. Either way, real or not, in my orgasm induced stupor, I didn't care. Let them watch. "Adam, what the fuck do you want? I'm kind of in the middle of something!" Mr. Decker snarled, continuing to pump his cock into me without missing a beat. "Umm...uh... I'll just talk to you tomorrow," I heard Adam say. "The fuck you will," Mr. Decker barked. He lifted my head from the desk by my hair. I saw Adam standing in the doorway through heavily lidded eyes; he looked wide-eyed and bewildered, but intrigued. "She really loves a cock in her mouth, and I'm a little busy at the moment," Mr. Decker told him. I knew Adam a little from work, it was a large company, so I wasn't well acquainted with everyone. He was in his mid 20's- a good looking guy, but very immature and a bit of a cocky asshole. Typical of a lot of guys his age. I had never seen him speechless before. I tried to imagine the scene before him through his eyes. He would see Mr. Decker pummeling me so hard from behind that the desk was shaking and jumping, his fist in my auburn hair, lifting my listless head from the desk. This would give him a good view of my creamy tits pressed against the desk beneath me, bouncing vigorously with each thrust. He would see me holding onto the edge of the desk for dear life, my dark eyes somewhat glazed over, my pink panties stuffed in my mouth. The visualization of this made me overcome with desire, and I came. It wasn't as hard as the first time, but I knew Mr. Decker felt it as I quaked and seized around him. I closed my eyes and let out an animalistic groan. "Oh god yeah!" he exclaimed. "Cum on that dick! What the fuck are you waiting for, Adam?! She's ready!" Adam hesitantly pulled my panties out of my mouth. My lips were dry, so I ran my tongue over them, trying to entice him. I looked up at him seductively. I wanted his cock in my mouth in the worst way and I knew he had always wanted to fuck me. "Yeah, Adam, what are you waiting for?" I asked huskily. CRACK! Mr. Decker's hand landed on my ass. I cried out. "Did I say you were allowed to talk?" he growled. I turned and glared at him, but I kept my mouth shut and my hands on the desk. He pretended not to notice and continued to assault my pussy with his rock hard dick. When I turned back to Adam, he had his cock out and was stroking it in my direction. I could tell he was a nervous and I couldn't really blame him given the situation. I tried to smile at him encouragingly, but he was fully absorbed in trying to achieve an erection. I reached out to give him a hand, but as soon as my hand left the desk, Mr. Decker's hand landed on my ass. Hard. "Fuck!" I shouted. Another crack. I bit my lip to keep from shouting again. My ass cheeks were on fire and my eyes were watering involuntarily, but my pussy was gushing. I felt the tip of Adam's cock pushing at my lips. I opened my mouth to let him in. He wasn't as large as Mr. Decker, but I figured not many men were. His cock was a little larger than average, smooth skinned, with a slightly tapered tip. It was much less imposing than Mr. Decker's massive, veiny cock with its large, purplish, mushroomed head. He pushed his cock in past my lips and teeth until the smooth head was resting on my tongue. I sucked on it enthusiastically, trying to take him farther into my mouth without pulling him towards me with my hands or pulling off of Mr. Decker, who was still slamming me from behind. I heard him take a sharp breath in. I swirled my tongue around the tip and lapped at the underside frantically. I wanted more! I made a muffled noise of frustration that Mr. Decker must've heard because he boomed out, "Give her more than that, she can definitely handle it!" More cock slid in until my mouth was full. It was a delicious feeling, being this filled with cock; Mr. Decker's giant member hammering away at my wet pussy, Adam's smooth young cock in my mouth. I was in heaven! I started to bob my head, sucking with all my might and gently curling my tongue around the underside of his girth. I heard him emit a low groan and felt him place his hand lightly on the back of my head. Mr. Decker reached down and began rolling my clit between his rough fingers. I spread my hips and thrust my ass out as much as I could to ensure he was reaching balls deep penetration. I could feel an orgasm starting to build, but it wasn't quite ready to boil over yet. All of a sudden Mr. Decker thrust fully into me and stopped. I didn't even have time to react before he pushed me forward causing me to engulf more of Adam's cock, the head hitting the back of my throat. I knew what Mr. Decker wanted from me-I wanted it too- but it depended on Adam. I leaned forward as far as I could, pulling slightly off of Mr. Decker, and felt Adam slide into place down my throat. It was a cakewalk after swallowing Mr. Decker's giant dick. I let out a low moan that I knew would cause pleasurable vibrations around his shaft, but I didn't move, hoping he would get the hint. He did. He moaned and started pumping into my face, gently at first, but then increasing speed and roughness. I slowly eased back onto Mr. Decker's hard cock and Adam moved forward with me, continuing his assault on my mouth his hands on the side of my head. Mr. Decker resumed pounding into me and rubbing my clit vigorously. I could feel an orgasm building again and I hoped this time he would allow me a release. When he stopped rubbing my clit suddenly, my body tensed in frustration. But then I felt something pressing on my asshole, so I relaxed and let him slide his finger in. He didn't move it, just kept it inserted in me. It was uncomfortable at first, but after a few minutes I had grown accustomed to it and he began to wiggle it gently, then slowly slid it back and forth. This sensation, with the combination of Adam furiously fucking my throat and Mr. Decker hammering my pussy from behind, pushed me over the edge. I erupted into the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. It shattered me to my core. I began to buck and grind involuntarily against Mr. Decker's cock and finger, my pussy spasming wildly and my clit twitching in a frenzy. My body felt so tense that I was sure that any additional stimulation would send me flying into a million pieces. I heard Mr. Decker's voice say "Oh fuck," in a hushed tone. I let out a long wail around Adam's cock, which I was really struggling hard not to choke on. Thank God my vocalization made him begin his own orgasm, because I couldn't control my breathing any longer. He pulled out of my throat, grabbed the base of his cock and pumped into my mouth in short, jerky thrusts, spurting his hot load into my mouth. I greedily gulped down what I could, but some of it leaked out around his still thrusting cock and my tight lips and ran down my chin. He finished cumming and pulled out. I collapsed onto the desk, Mr. Decker still ramming me from behind, his finger now slamming into my ass. He continued this for a few more minutes. This man had more stamina than anyone I had ever been with before. Finally, he pulled out of me and I felt his large hand squeeze my ass cheek, his fingers digging into my flesh as he grunted and then spurt after spurt of hot liquid unloaded onto my ass and lower back. I heard Adam exclaim, "Holy shit!" as he caught the first glimpse of his boss's enormous member. I felt sore, weak, and empty, but incredibly sated. Mr. Decker and Adam left the room with me still bent over the desk. I heard them have a brief conversation and heard the front door open and close. Mr. Decker returned alone. He toweled me off, wiping his copious amounts of cum from my back and ass, then he pulled my aching arms from the desk and sat me in his chair. He crouched before me, gently massaging my shoulders. "Are you ok?" he asked softly. I responded with a satisfied half-smile, "Mmm hmmm." "You were incredible," he said, almost reverently. "Let's get you dressed so you can head home and get to bed. You're going to be sore tomorrow!" He helped me on with my clothes since my legs still weren't very cooperative and he was getting dressed himself when he turned to me and said, "Actually, if you want, you can have tomorrow off, paid. "No, I'll be fine," I replied, "Besides, I need to review that proposal, remember?" He grinned sheepishly, "That proposal wasn't really that bad. Not the best I've seen you do, but it'll work. I was really using it as an excuse to make you stay late." Cassie Gets Some Overtime Ch. 02 I was a little surprised. "You could've just asked me," I said, "I told you that last time!" He looked at me with those dark eyes and smiled a wicked smile. "Yeah, I could've, but where is the fun in asking?" I thought about this for a second and realized I agreed with him. If he had asked me, or tried to seduce me, I probably would've been turned off. But his aggressive demands didn't give me the chance to think about what what I was doing, I just instinctively obeyed his orders. "Was Adam in on your plan too?" I asked. He chuckled, "No, I was just as surprised as he was, but I'm pretty sure you made his week!" I smiled, "I was caught up in the moment. I can't wait to see what you have in store for me next time!" He shook his head, smiling, "You little slut!" I decided to accept his offer of taking tomorrow off because, as the euphoria began to wear off, I had aches in places I never knew could ache. I said good night to him and walked to my car. I was going to go home and take a long, hot bath. Cassie Gets Some Overtime Ch. 03 To fully enjoy this chapter, please read chapters one and two first. This installment is a continuation of the other two and things will make more sense after doing so. Thank you and I hope you enjoy the third chapter of "Cassie Gets Some Overtime"! ***** I wanted Mr. Decker again. Badly. All I could do was think about that man's hands on my body and it was making me excruciatingly horny. The whole situation baffled me. I had never been a very sexual person in the past- I mean, I thoroughly enjoyed sex and I was certainly no stranger to getting myself off, but it was low on the priority list. Now it was all I could think about. It consumed me. He had awoken something in me that I hadn't even known existed. I constantly thought about being fucked. Hard. Mostly, I fantasized about Mr. Decker fucking me, but I also caught myself checking out random men and thinking about what their cocks might feel like buried balls deep in my pussy or stuffed down my throat. I was ashamed of these feelings, but I didn't know how to control them. If anything, they seemed to be controlling me. After I had come down from the euphoric high that I experienced from being taken by two men at the same time, I felt embarrassed. I still had trouble making eye contact with Adam. So I tried my hardest to be strong and not give into the burning desire that threatened to overcome me. I didn't want to become a slave to my own animalistic urges. Eventually, I broke down. The need was too strong and I realized it was useless to try to resist the inevitable. I needed to be fucked by Mr. Decker again. I got up for work earlier than usual; I wanted to make sure that I had ample time to shave my legs and my pussy for what I had planned today. I wanted it to go perfectly. I got out of the shower, toweled myself off, and massaged every inch of my body with some lightly fragranced lotion. After blow drying my long auburn locks, I slipped into a black lacy g-string and a matching black lace push-up bra, I checked myself out in the mirror. I thought I looked pretty damn good. The push-up bra made my large tits look even bigger and I could see my nipples through the sheer fabric. I ran my hands down my collarbone and over the mounded creamy flesh. My nipples puckered in anticipation and I could feel my pussy moisten. I desperately wanted to get myself off, but after looking at the clock I realized if I didn't get moving, I was going to be late for work. I pulled on my normal jeans and a t-shirt, threw a few things into my bag, grabbed my keys, and rushed out the door. The entire work day was agonizing. I was incredibly turned on by what I was going to do after everyone had left for the day and I was extremely self conscious about anyone noticing. I sat behind my computer as much as possible, hoping no one could see my rock hard nipples poking through the front of my shirt. I was so aroused that it felt palpable in the air around me. I did get some odd looks during the day; not only just the normal ogling, but also some looks of confusion like there was something different about me, but they couldn't figure out what. I couldn't wait for the day to end. The only positive note for the day was that Mr. Decker seemed to be in an uncharacteristically good mood. The blinds were open on the windows that separated his office from the rest of building, as was his office door. If he was one of his normal dark moods, he would shutter himself up in there when he wasn't driving around the site berating the guys. The day finally came to an end and the guys slowly started filing out. Mr. Decker was out on the site doing his end of the day inspection, as I knew he would be. On a normal day, I would usually be gone by the time he finished it, so I knew it took him at least 20 minutes to a half hour to complete after all operations had ceased for the day. After about 10 minutes, most of the guys had punched out and were pulling out of the parking lot. I picked up my purse and tried to slip inconspicuously into Mr. Decker's office. As I was slinking over to the door, I saw Adam out of the corner of my eye. He was the last one to punch out. When I briefly glanced over at him, he gave me a knowing half smile and a wink. I blushed, ducked my head, and rushed into the office. Upon entering his office, I looked out the back window to make sure that my car was the only vehicle remaining in the lot. I was starting to feel very nervous, so I began stripping down to my bra and panties before I chickened out. I wheeled his office chair out to where it would be seen immediately when he walked in the door. I set my purse on his desk and rummaged through it to find my small bullet vibrator, then left my purse open to reveal the 8" neon pink cock shaped vibrator I had brought with me. I knelt on the chair facing the back of it, bending at the waist as much as possible so that my ass was thrust outward. I turned the small vibrator on and began massaging my clit with it through my already damp panties. A small gasp escaped from my lips when it made initial contact and I felt my pussy gush with wetness. A whispered "Oh God" slipped out and I began to grind it harder against my clit. All of my nervousness evaporated, replaced by sheer lust. All I could think about was the paralyzingly pleasurable sensation on my clit and the need to make myself cum. It didn't take me long. Within minutes I was shuddering and moaning, my empty pussy spasming around something that wasn't there, but I desperately needed. My legs didn't seem to want to support my body any longer and I struggled to stay upright in the chair. It gradually subsided and I could somewhat compose myself, even though my legs still felt weak. I heard a noise behind me and when I turned, I saw Mr. Decker standing in the doorway, his eyes dark with desire. "Please," I gasped. It was barely audible to my own ears, but he entered the office, shut and locked the door, and was on me in seconds. He pulled my g-string off and I waited for penetration, but instead of his cock, I felt his hot tongue flicking across my wet slit. I whimpered as he reached up a pulled my slick folds apart, his tongue teasing the entrance of my pussy. Seconds later his tongue was replaced by a thick finger thrust suddenly into me. I grunted and then moaned as he began to roughly thrust his finger into me, over and over. "You are so fucking wet," he growled in my ear. I turned to look at him. "I want your cock so fucking bad," I panted. "Please! Fuck me!" He continued to assault my pussy with one hand and with the other, he reached for my hand that was still clasping the small vibrator and guided it back to my clit. I could feel another orgasm beginning to build inside of me and I rubbed the small vibrator hard against myself. "Oh god! Don't stop! I'm so close!" I shrieked. He inserted a second finger and continued to pump them furiously into me. That was all it took. I exploded on his hand, my hips bucking wildly. "Ohhhh God, yes! I'm cumming!" I cried as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. My pussy was now dripping with my own juices. When it finally subsided, I looked back at him and was shocked when I saw Adam and two other guys I didn't know watching through the window! "We have an audience," I murmured. Mr. Decker looked behind him. "No, you have an audience! I don't think they're here because of me! Do you want me to get rid of them?" I thought about this for a second. I looked back at them and even though I could only see them from the stomach up, their arm motions definitely indicated that they were jerking themselves off. Because of me. That thought turned me on. If they wanted to watch me get fucked by Mr. Decker's huge cock, that was fine with me! I gave Mr. Decker a sultry look. "No, they can watch," I answered in a low voice. Mr. Decker gave me a devilish grin and pulled the dildo out of my purse. He turned it on the lowest setting and pressed it to my pussy lips. I groaned. I wanted it inside me so badly. "Fuck yourself," Mr. Decker growled. I didn't hesitate. I dropped the bullet vibrator, grasped the base of the dildo, and thrust it into my pussy. Hard. I was so wet that it slid in easily. I moaned and slammed it in again. "Oh God yes!" I cried out. I looked over my shoulder. The guys in the window looked like their eyes were going to bug out of their heads, their arms furiously jerking their cocks. I smiled to myself and picked up the pace with the dildo, fucking myself hard and fast. If they wanted a show, I'd give them a show! I felt pressure on my asshole and felt one of Mr. Decker's fingers, still wet from my pussy, slide in. I pushed back onto it. I was used to this sensation by now and the feeling was more enjoyable than uncomfortable at this point. He began to slowly slide his finger in and out of me. The different sensations, one humming slightly and pounding into me, the other warm and fleshy with languid strokes, were going to drive me over the edge in no time. "Oh fuck, that feels so good!" I whimpered. He took that as a cue to begin thrusting his finger harder and faster into my ass. I leaned back on it, grinding my teeth and still frantically fucking myself with the dildo. I was so close to cumming again! But then his finger was gone and he was pulling the dildo out of me. He handed me the bullet vibrator and guided my hand back to my clit. I was hypersensitive and yelped when it made contact. Then I heard him turn the dildo up to the highest setting and felt the tip of it pressed against my asshole. The sensation surprised me and my pussy instantly gushed with wetness. I looked back at him and whimpered. He slowly began to push it forward, sliding it into me. Hot, searing pain ripped through me. I tensed and began to pant. He stopped, reached down with his other hand, and began to grind the bullet vibrator hard on my clit. I moaned and he pushed the dildo a little farther into my ass. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. He moved the bullet to the sopping entrance of my pussy, using the blunt end to make small circles just inside of me. I let out a long moan and involuntarily thrust my ass towards him, spreading my legs as far apart as the chair would allow, inviting him to fuck me. Instead, he thrust the dildo the rest of the way into my ass. I cried out sharply, my eyes flying open. He left the dildo buried in my ass while he used that hand to unbuckle his pants, letting them fall to the floor. His enormous erection sprang out in front of him, it's massive purple tip glistening with precum. He continued rotating the bullet vibrator just inside my pussy with one hand, and once again grasped the dildo with the other. He slowly slid it a short way out of my ass, then slowly slid it back in. The next time he pulled it a little farther out and pushed it back in with a little more force. He continued progressively fucking me harder, with longer strokes, until he was sliding the full length out of my ass and slamming it back in. The pain I had felt initially was replaced with the need to be filled in a way I hadn't experienced before. I wanted it. All of it. Whatever he wanted to show me or do to me, I couldn't say no. I didn't want to say no. "You like this rubber dick in your little virgin ass, Cassie?" he growled. "Oh yeah, Mr. Decker! It feels so fucking good! I want you in my pussy soooo bad! Fuck me with your fat cock!" I screamed. He removed the bullet from my pussy and I felt the soft, firm tip of his cock nestle between my pussy lips. He thrust the tip into me and pulled back out, still slamming into my ass with the dildo. I wailed. I needed him! "You want this cock, you little slut? Let me hear you beg!" he roared. "Please Mr. Decker! I'll do anything you want, just please, fuck me! I want your big cock filling my pussy!" I felt like crying I was so frustrated! He slammed the dildo into my ass one last time and left it there, buzzing away. With one hand he spread my pussy lips and he used the other to guide his cock into my wet hole. I was so soaked that he met no resistance as he slid the length of his cock into my eager pussy, it's walls stretching to accommodate his generous girth. "Fuck yessss!" I hissed through clenched teeth. I felt all of my tension fade away. This was what I had been waiting for. He thrust into me in long, hard strokes, grabbing my hips and pulling me back toward him each time he thrust forward. This made his abdomen slam into the end of the dildo, jostling it in my ass and making me cry out in ecstasy each time he hit it. I let out and inhuman wail as I came hard all over his cock. I felt as floppy as a rag doll when it was over and I could feel my wetness running down my inner thighs. "Oh God..." I groaned and rested my head on the back of the chair. I felt the chair spin sideways and when I looked to my left, I saw Adam and his friends staring through the window. In all of my excitement, I had forgotten about them watching us. The tall one had slowed down his jerking motions, so I assumed he had already came, but Adam and the other one were still pumping away. Adam had a strained look on his face, however, telling me it wouldn't be long for him. I gave them a sexy half-smile and licked my lips. Mr. Decker, while still plowing into me from behind, unclasped my bra and slid it off, freeing my tits from their restraint. I turned my body towards the window to face them and lifted my leg so they could see his huge cock hammering into my hairless pink pussy. Mr. Decker held my leg up, knowing what I wanted them to see. I began to tease one of my nipples with the hand that I wasn't using to support myself, rolling it between my fingers and pulling at it. Adam lost it. I could see his body go rigid and then shudder, spewing his cum all over some unseen spot on the other side of the wall. Two down, two to go, I thought as I looked from the guy at the window, back to Mr. Decker. I gripped his cock hard with my pussy, wanting to feel every vein on his thick shaft. I squeezed him tightly, wanting to make him cum the way that he made me cum. He let out a groan. "Fucking Christ! How're you doing that?!" I reached behind me and grabbed the hand he was gripping my right hip with. I guided it to the end of the dildo; with me turned the way I was and with my leg up in the air, he wasn't hitting it with his abdomen anymore. That needed to change. He grabbed the end of it and began to fuck my ass with it. Hard. "Fuck me!" I screamed, "Fuck my ass with that dick!" I had meant the dildo, but he obviously had other ideas in mind, because he slid it out of my ass and set it on the desk. He dropped my leg and positioned his huge dick on my asshole. I was nervous. He was much larger than the dildo. He started to push his way in, stretching my asshole. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. He wanted this and I wanted to give it to him. As he slid forward more, I gritted my teeth; even with though his cock was lubricated with my pussy juices and my ass had been loosened up by the dildo, it still hurt like hell. I had to force myself to breath. Finally I felt his balls hit my pussy and he was completely in. He stayed like that for a second while I panted and tried to get used to the enormity of his cock in my ass. He reached up and fondled my breasts, pinching my nipples, which sent jolts to my now empty pussy. Then he found the bullet vibrator and began gently massaging my clit with it, which elicited a small moan from my lips. He began the way he had with the vibrator, his strokes progressively getting longer- except this time he didn't increase the force of his thrusts, they were gentle and easy. It didn't make much of a difference, I didn't think the pain would ever dissipate into a pleasing sensation like it had with the dildo, he was too big. I didn't get the chance to find out though, because by the time he had gotten to the point where he was fucking my ass with the whole length of his cock, I felt him stiffen and pull out. He grunted and cursed as he shot his hot load, spurt after spurt, all over my ass and lower back. I smiled to myself as I felt some of his cum leak down between my ass cheeks. He straightened up and grabbed an article of clothing- his shirt- off of the floor to clean me up with. After wiping his cum from my body, he lifted me up, turned me around, and sat me in the chair. I looked at him through hazy eyes and smiled lazily. I looked over at the window and saw that the last guy out of the trio must've cum at some point also, his face looking much more relaxed as he casually stroked his cock. "I'm going to go get cleaned up," Mr. Decker told me as he made his way to the office door, his softening cock bobbing lazily in front of him. He opened the door and walked out, not bothering to close it behind him. He said something to the guys as he walked away, but I didn't hear what was said. I was mostly just focused on the open door. Did he want them to come in? Did he want them to fuck me? Did I want them to fuck me? I quickly made up my mind. I looked over at the window at the guys' dumbfounded faces and gave them a coy smile, crooking my finger to beckon them in. They filed in, their semi-erect cocks leading the way. I crossed my legs in the chair. I was completely in control. I was the one calling the shots and if they got out of hand, I knew Mr. Decker wasn't far. I trusted that he wouldn't let them do anything to me that I didn't consent to. I chewed on my bottom lip as I sized them up. First, there was Adam. He was a good looking guy of average build with a slightly larger than average cock. I felt my nipples harden when I remembered the smoothness of it on my tongue the last time I was naked in this office. I ran my tongue across my upper lip and checked out the next guy. He was the guy that was the first to cum when they were watching me get fucked by Mr. Decker. He wasn't bad looking; he was tall and very thin with sandy hair and light blue eyes. His cock was exceptionally long and slightly thinner than average, but he wasn't fully hard yet. He looked flustered and maybe a little embarrassed. I turned to the last guy. The one with the most stamina. He was gorgeous with dark hair and smoldering dark eyes. He had a well developed body, but wasn't too bulky. His cock was a little larger than my dildo. I had a feeling he had no problems getting laid regularly. I stood and walked over to Adam, standing close enough that my nipples grazed his chest. "What are you doing here, Adam?" I asked him. "Did you think you could just show up with all of your friends and I'd suck all of your cocks? Is that what kind of girl you think I am?" I wasn't really pissed, but I also didn't want them thinking that I was open to fucking just anyone that came along. "I-I-I... N-n-no!" He stammered, clearly taken aback by my accusation. I raised my eyebrows and looked at the other two. "What did he tell you guys?" The tall one remained silent and looked extremely uncomfortable, but the dark one spoke up. "He told us that there was this really hot chick who gave amazing head and, if we were lucky, we might get to have some fun with her." He was smart. I'd give him that. I'm sure whatever Adam had told them was much more sordid than what he had just told me, but he was trying to win me over with flattery. That didn't usually work on me, but I also wasn't used to getting fucked in front of an audience either. There was a first time for everything, I guess. "And?" I asked. "He was right about you being hot," he said, "and I don't know about the head, but that show you just gave us was amazing!" I smiled. "I'm glad you liked it," I said as I got down on my knees in front of him. "And I guess you'll have to find out for yourself if Adam was right." I reached for his cock and looked up at him as I wrapped my lips around the tip of it. Cassie Gets Some Overtime Ch. 03 At seeing this, the tall one finally found the courage to speak. "You were fantastic!" he said in a hushed voice. "I've never seen a girl look like she enjoyed getting fucked so much!" I lowered my eyelids and turned to look at the tall one, the dark one's cock still in my mouth. I maintained eye contact with him as I leaned forward and swallowed half the cock. I pulled back and engulfed it again, taking more of it this time. I swallowed it a few more times before pulling off of it with an audible pop. I lowered my head and gently sucked one of his heavy balls into my mouth, caressing it tenderly with my tongue for a few seconds before releasing it. "What the fuck are you waiting for?" I asked the tall one while I began using a hand to jerk off the dark one. He hesitantly moved closer, holding his cock out in front of him. I opened my mouth and he slid it past my lips. I bobbed my head, taking as much of the long cock as I could. He groaned quietly and rested one of his hands lightly on the back of my head. He started gently thrusting his hips. Too gently. This wasn't how I liked it; I wanted it much rougher and I knew how to get what I wanted. I pulled off of his cock, still jerking off the dark one, and looked up at Adam. I licked my lips hungrily and looked at his cock. He stepped closer and I grabbed his cock with my free hand, guiding it to my lips. I sucked at the tip, then slid my lips down the shaft, using my tongue to massage its underside. "Oh yeah!" I heard him groan as he put both hands on the back of my head and began to push his cock down my throat. I stopped jerking off the dark one and grasped Adam's hips with both hands, pulling him in. When he was buried balls deep in my throat he paused to let me take a noisy breath through my nose before he began his assault. He thrust into my face, fucking it hard. I dug my fingers into his ass cheeks, spurring him on. He reached down and pinched one of my nipples and I moaned the best I could around his thrusting cock. "Holy shit!" I heard one of the other guys say. I pushed at Adam's hips, prompting him to pull out of my mouth. I was hoping the other two had gotten the hint. Sure enough, after taking a few gasping breaths, I had the dark one's hand on the back of my head and his cock head pressing on my lips. I opened my mouth and let him slide his big dick down my throat. "Oh shit that's good!" he exclaimed as he began pumping furiously into my face, his balls slapping against my chin. I looked up at him through watering eyes and he smiled at me. "Adam wasn't wrong! You're a good little cocksucker!" He thrusted a few more times before using my hair to pull me off of him. I whimpered, not wanting him to stop. "Your turn, Jordan." he addressed the tall one. I turned to the tall one- Jordan- and licked my lips. "Uhhh I don't know, Mike. That didn't look like that could've been much fun for her..." he protested. He was sweet. I didn't have much use for sweet. But instead of explaining to him that it made me incredibly wet having my face fucked, or completely writing him off all together, I decided to find another use for him. Before anyone else could respond I looked up at him, smiling kindly. "I actually have another idea for you, Jordan." I told him. I stood up, noticing that at some point Mr. Decker had returned and was seated in the office chair, languidly stroking his half erect cock. I took Jordan by the hand and led him over to the couch in the office. Standing in front of it, I guided his hand to my pussy, letting him feel how wet I was. He eagerly began rubbing my clit and thrusting a finger in and out of me. I shivered at the sensation. I was right, he was a giver. "Ohhhhh yeah, I'm soooo wet Jordan!" I moaned. It was a little over the top, but I knew he was timid and would need encouragement. "That feels soooo good! Ooohhhhh! Do you want to taste me? Do you want to lick my pussy, Jordan? Please?! Please eat my wet pussy!" I cried out. "Oh God, yeah! I want to lick you!" he said eagerly. I smiled inwardly, laid him down on the couch and straddled his face. I looked over at Mr. Decker. He smiled a knowing smile and continued to lazily stroke his cock. Jordan reached up and spread my pussy lips with his fingers, probing my clit with his tongue. I cried out with real pleasure and began to caress my breasts, rolling my nipples between my fingers. He was good at this! Adam and Mike came over with their cocks in hand. I leaned forward and sucked one of their cocks, then the other. I couldn't get them down my throat at this angle, but it still felt good having them in my mouth. I alternated back and forth between the two, making sure I was generously applying my tongue to make up for the lack of deepthroating. With the two cocks alternating in my mouth and Jordan's tongue talentedly lapping at my pussy, I was close to cumming again, but I really wanted my pussy filled first. I stopped sucking the cocks and slid down Jordan so that I was sitting on his stomach. "I need you to fuck me." I whined to him, looking down at him with eyes full of need. Mike handed him something and he began fumbling around behind me. I realized he was putting a condom on. "Your boss told us we had to," he mumbled. I looked over at Mr. Decker who nodded almost imperceptibly. I slid farther down Jordan until I could feel the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. I reached behind me and guided it into my waiting pussy. I watched Mr. Decker's reaction as I sank back onto Jordan's cock. His eyes looked like two hot coals in his face. I couldn't tell if they were burning with desire or jealousy. I didn't care. He had allowed this to happen and it was too late to turn back now anyway. I kept eye contact with him as I began to ride Jordan's cock, slowly at first, but gradually increasing the pace. He returned the stare. I was broken out of my trance when Jordan reached up and began to play with my nipples. I cried out in ecstasy and leaned forward so that he could suck them. I felt a hand on my chin, tipping my face upward and the head of Mike's cock pressing on my lips. I opened my mouth and he pushed in until he was once again balls deep in my throat. With Mike's cock buried in my throat, Jordan's cock filling my pussy and his hot mouth manipulating my nipples, I came. I screamed around the cock in my mouth as my pussy spasmed around the cock inside me. I reached down with one hand, rubbing my clit and trying to draw out the orgasm as long as possible as Mike began to violently fuck my face. When the orgasm subsided, I felt weak and couldn't time my breaths in conjunction with Mike's thrusts. I pushed him away so that I could catch my breath, but continued lazily riding Jordan's cock. "Oh fuck yeah, that was good!" I exclaimed hoarsely as soon as I could breathe again. I leaned forward, taking Mike's cock back into my mouth. I had cum, it was time to work on everyone else. Mike had just slid back into my throat when I felt the blunt tip of Adam's condom covered dick pressing on my asshole. I started to pull my mouth off of Mike to protest, but his hand on the back of my head prohibited me from doing so. I took several noisy, deep breaths through my nose and tried to relax, holding perfectly still. Adam grunted as he slowly entered; he was much easier to take than Mr. Decker's massive cock. I let out a long moan around Mike's cock when Adam was fully inside of me. I was completely filled. Mike remained still, allowing me to get used to the cocks filling my pussy and ass. I slowly began to rock my pelvis on Jordan's cock while Adam began to gently thrust into my ass. The sensation was unlike anything else I had ever experienced. I closed my eyes, relaxed, and gave into it. Mike started fucking my face in slow, even strokes, matching Adam's thrusts into my ass. Jordan was still licking and nibbling on my nipples while I rode his cock. I began to pick up speed, setting the pace for everyone else. I rode Jordan's cock harder and harder and soon Adam's cock was slamming into my ass and Mike was fucking my face in earnest. I was going to cum again. I stopped sucking Mike's cock so I could lean back on Adam while he pistoned in and out of my ass. He began to rub my clit with one hand while roughly pinching a nipple with the other. Jordan began to thrust up into my pussy, his cock hardening- he was about to cum too. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum!" I screamed. "Fucking fill me! Fuck me harder!" At that moment, Jordan came, his cock twitching inside me, filling the condom with his hot load. I continued to ride his softening cock until it slipped out of my sopping pussy. Then, I bent over doggy-style so Adam could have a better view of his cock pounding into my ass. "Mmmmm do you like fucking my ass with that hard dick, Adam?" I purred, pushing back into him when he thrust forward. "Shit, it's so fucking tight!" His voice sounded strained and I could tell he was getting close. "Fuck my tight little ass, Adam! Fuck it harder!" I demanded. I looked up at Mike and opened my mouth. He slid his cock in as Adam pounded into me with all that he had. Shortly, Adam released a guttural groan and I felt every jerk of his cock as he emptied the contents of his balls into my ass. I smiled inwardly and then focused on Mike, who was pumping his cock into my face. I wanted him to cum, but after several minutes of deepthroating his cock, I realized that wasn't going to do it for him. I pulled my mouth off of him, climbed off of Jordan, and stood up. "Maybe you want more than just my mouth?" I said coyly. "Move you two!" Mike ordered Jordan and Adam, his eyes never leaving my body. They got up and left the room, presumably to clean themselves up. Mike sat down on the couch, his cock jutting up into the air. He rolled a condom onto himself and slapped his thighs, indicating that he wanted me to straddle him. "Okay," I thought, "I'll give you what you want, but it'll be on my terms!" I spun around so my back was to him and I was facing Mr. Decker, who's eyes were looking darker than I'd ever seen them. Maintaining eye contact with him, I knelt on the couch, positioning my pussy directly above Mike's eager prick. As I sank down onto it, I heard Mike let out a long, low groan from behind me. I began rocking slowly, tilting my head back and closing my eyes, savoring those dark eyes on me. I ran my hands through my long hair and down the side of my breasts, cupping them and twisting my nipples into hard points. I moaned and opened my eyes to once again meet Mr. Decker's. He was jerking himself off harder now, clearly enjoying watching me take Mike's cock. "Show me," he growled. I lifted myself into a squatting position over Mike's cock, spreading my legs wide so Mr. Decker could see it entering my wet pussy. I reached back and held onto Mike's shoulders with both hands for balance and effectively thrusting my tits out at the same time. I began to ride his cock harder, my tits bouncing with the motion. Mike's hands gripped my hips and he started hammering his cock upwards into my pussy, hard and fast. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" I cried out at each thrust. I felt my pussy clench as I was about to cum. "Ohhhhh yeahhhhh!" I groaned as I felt my pussy gush all over his hard cock. After the last few waves of my orgasm subsided, my legs felt weak and they couldn't support me in this position any longer. "I'm gonna fuck your ass until I cum," I heard Mike say in a low voice. "So if you want to show him, turn around and face me." I lifted myself off him, turned around, and straddled him, kneeling again. He took one of my hands and wrapped it around his cock. He then pulled me towards him, my tits in his face, and reached behind me to pull my ass cheeks apart. I guided his cock to my asshole and, looking over my shoulder at Mr. Decker, slid onto it. "Oh fuck!" I heard Mike whisper hoarsely, his hands still spreading my ass cheeks. I panted softly as I began to ride his cock. He was bigger than Adam and although it was a little uncomfortable, it wasn't painful and I knew I just needed to adjust to his size. I again looked over my shoulder at Mr. Decker who was still stroking his big dick. "Fuck her harder," he barked while staring into my eyes. Mike squeezed my ass cheeks tightly as he thrusted hard into my ass. Well if that was what Mr. Decker wanted, that's what he was going to get! I took a deep breath and matched Mike's thrusts, slamming his cock into my ass over and over until finally with a loud, shuddering groan, he came. Mr. Decker stood up, he still erect cock jutting out in front of him. He helped me off of Mike and sat me down on the office chair where I slumped lazily. Mike looked like I felt, exhausted. "You've had your fun," Mr. Decker growled at Mike, "now find your friends and get the fuck out." With Mr. Decker's tone of voice, Mike obviously knew he didn't want to be told a second time and he pulled himself off of the couch and left. "Do you have enough in you to take care of this?" Mr. Decker asked, gesturing toward his massive erection. "Or are you too tired from fucking those little boys?" He looked thunderous. "Of course I'll help you with that!" I said, smiling up at him. I wanted his big cock again, even if I wasn't sure if my body would cooperate. I slid off the chair and onto my knees in front of him, wobbling slightly. Grasping his cock and sucking the tip into my mouth, I looked up at him. His glare had softened and he now looked at me almost tenderly. He took his cock out of my mouth, pulled me to my feet, and gently laid me down on the couch on my back. He lifted my legs onto his shoulder and slowly slid his enormous prick into my drenched pussy. The feeling of his flesh touching me instead of a condom made me gasp. He looked at me with concern and asked, "Are you ok? Are you too sore to do this?" I smiled at him and grasped his hips urging him forward. "Oh God, no! You feel so good!" He started slowly, like he was still afraid he was hurting me. With these long, languid strokes, I could fully appreciate the enormity of his cock as I got the chance to slowly experience every inch. I closed my eyes and moaned, the sensation bringing me to a low simmer. I lifted my ass off of the couch slightly and began to rock my hips against him. When he reached down and started to rub my clit, I exploded- my body convulsing into the most powerful orgasm I'd had all night. "Ohhhhh Goddddd!" I wailed uncontrollably, my toes curling and my fingernails digging into the flesh of his hips. I was incoherent after that, drifting in and out of lucidity, rolling on wave after wave of pleasure. He bent over me, my legs still draped over his shoulders, essentially folding me in half. Reaching maximum penetration, he took me in long, deep, powerful thrusts. I wasn't sure how much more I could take, my vocalizations were limited to moans and I was totally incapacitated. I felt like I was losing my mind; all that I could focus on was the spot where him and I connected and sensations emanating from that area. "I'm gonna cum." I heard him growl somewhere close to my ear. I gasped for air as I felt spurt after spurt of hot liquid flood my pussy. The intensity of the moment left me breathless. "Shit! I shouldn't have done that!" he said, looking worriedly down at my face. "I just couldn't pull out fast enough... You felt so good... Fuck, I'm sorry!" I mumbled something about being on the pill and, while it made no sense to my ears, he seemed to understand what I had said and looked relieved. That was the last thing I remembered before drifting off. When I awoke, I was still naked and I was now stuffed into the crack of the couch, the rest of it being inhabited by a bear of a man. My thighs were sticky and I was sore. All over. Then, I heard the noise that must've woken me up. A vacuum cleaner! I propped myself up and looked out the window. Shit! It was daylight! And it was Saturday, which meant the maid service was here to clean the offices. Sure enough, I saw the back of a blond head gliding around the in the conference room. I leaned back down and shook Mr. Decker. "Mmmm," he moaned, not opening his eyes and reaching for me. "You want more, you little slut? You like this big dick don't you?" I did actually want him again and I could feel my pussy moisten, but this wasn't the time. "No, Mr. Decker, we have to go! It's morning and the maid service is here to do the offices!" He eyes opened and I could tell he was just now registering the sound of the vacuum in the other room. He chuckled softly. "Well, I guess we'd better get dressed and get out of here!" "I don't know what's so funny!" I hissed as I scrambled over him to find my clothes, being careful to stay low to avoid being seen in the office windows. "Well, if it was a weekday, it could've been the whole crew of guys instead of one Swedish woman and her vacuum cleaner." he replied. He had a good point. He stood up and stretched, apparently not caring if anyone saw, and proceeded to swagger over to his pants. After pulling them on and assessing his cum covered shirt, which he deemed unwearable, he exited the office bare-chested and rang out a cheerful good morning to the cleaning lady. The man was impossible. I dressed and gathered my things, ensuring that all things vibratory were tucked into my purse out of sight, and I crept to the door, hoping I could sneak out without notice. It didn't happen. Mr. Decker and the cleaning woman were standing near the door to the parking lot. The slender blond woman looked bewildered to be speaking to a shirtless Mr. Decker, and looked even more shocked to see me walk up. She was much younger than I had expected, with clear blue eyes and high cheekbones, her wide mouth parted in an "o" of amazement. "Ummm, good morning," I mumbled, looking down at my feet. "I'm going to be heading out now," I said glancing up at Mr. Decker before pushing my way out the door. "I'll walk out with you!" said the chivalrous gentleman who had gotten me into this awkward situation. He said good bye to the cleaning woman- Anna he called her- and exited with me. I hurried over to my car, fumbling in my purse for my keys when I felt his hand on my arm. I turned to look at him. He looked oddly bashful. It wasn't a look that I was used to seeing on him. "So I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go out with me sometime... Maybe tonight or next weekend?" He looked unsure of himself and vulnerable. I smiled. "I can't tonight, I have a date with my tub to try to combat this soreness, but next weekend should be fine." He face broke into a grin. "Ok, I'll pick you up next Saturday at 7?" "Sounds good," I replied, sliding into the driver's seat and starting my car. As I drove away, I eagerly anticipated whatever I was getting myself into.