1. The Boss Lady Part I-Rewrite


    Date: 12/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Job/Place-of-work, Male / Older Female, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: jhw86, Rating: 91.9, Source: sexstories.com

    floor. The tan dress slacks and blouse Anita had on before she went upstairs were now gone, and before him stood his boss, in nothing but a black thong, a pair of black, fishnet thigh-high stockings, and a pair of black, five inch chunky-heeled shoes. She had on no bra and her perky C cup tits (probably a small C, Jack thought to himself), were capped by rock-hard nipples that were, to Jack’s surprise, pierced with thin, steel barbells. “What do you think,” she asked. Her tone was palpable with seduction. She did a little twirl, and gave Jack a peak at the nearly bare, phat ass that he looked at so often at work. Jack did not say a word; there was no way he could have. He just stared at her. He started to think that he had actually passed out, and that he was now in dreamland. This was just a really vivid dream, he told himself. Jack wanted to jump up off of the couch. He wanted to walk over to her, and pinch her nipples to make sure that this was in fact, not a dream, but unbeknownst to him, Anita had other plans. She made her way over to the couch, heels clicking rhythmically on the hardwood floor, and she stopped when her bodacious form was directly in front of him. She brought her face down to his, leaning over him but still keeping her thick, toned, thigh-high clad legs straight. She looked into his eyes and placed her full, sensuous lips onto his, and kissed him passionately. Jack felt her tongue slip into his ...
    mouth and he accepted it with the warmest welcome his mouth could conjure. Their tongues entwined, and he felt his cock throb with each beat of his heart. She grabbed his arms and held them against the couch, using them to balance herself as she slowly sat down onto his lap. She pulled her mouth from his and looked at him, staring deeply into his piercing blue eyes. She could see the confusion in them; the burning questions, and the smoldering lust that looked to be searing his sensory-overloaded brain. She felt empowered by the scene she had created, and she felt wanted, desired even needed; but even she wasn’t sure why this was happening; why she had chosen him, of all people. She just knew that she didn’t want it to stop. She wanted to fuck and suck this white boy like he had never been fucked and sucked before. Slowly and deliberately, she ground her G-string clad cunt against the pulsating bulge in Jack’s khakis. Their tongues continued to dance to the same silent rhythm that Anita’s hips were gyrating to as their make out session intensified. Jack felt as if he were on cloud nine, but an internal battle waged within him. He was enjoying her on top of him; enjoying the sensation of her grinding hips against his rigid, khaki-covered cock. But another part of him wanted to take control of Anita, and to dominate her. ‘Maybe that’ll come later,’ he thought to himself as his hands made their way to her supple tits.
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