by Powerone
She looked sexy as she smiled at him while his cock pushed out of her lovely breasts; her hands trapped his cock so tightly. He was almost ready to cum when she began to move her body back and forth and his cock slid easily between her breasts, his cock trapped in such a warm blanket of flesh. She masturbated his cock with her tits, and he felt her hard nipples press against the sides of his shaft as she moved back and forth. The next thing she did surprised him, though he wasn’t sure why. Most girls would do the same thing, but most girls don’t tie him spread eagle to the bed and take control of the situation. He watched her mouth open, and suddenly, she engulfed the head of his cock as it pushed out from between her breasts. He first felt her hot breath on the head of his cock, as her breasts cradled his cock so tightly it could barely move when it jerked in pleasure. Then, her silky lips touched his cock and Michael struggled to keep from cumming as her lips tightened on the head of his cock. “EEEHHH,” Michael moaned in pleasure as her tongue moved in her mouth to lap over the head of his cock. He tightened up and tried to stop the terrible urge in his balls to cum, the thrill of cumming in his boss’s mouth so overpowering.
Her mouth filled with the salty taste of his cum as her tongue lashed over the head of his cock to urge out the thick, salty juices. She felt him struggle to keep from cumming; Melissa made her lips tight and sucked in his cock until half of it split her lips so her tongue could bathe the shaft and head. It was so hot and hard, Melissa struggled to not make him cum, but instead, she wanted him between her legs first. She began to suck it and draw it in and out of her mouth as the shaft fucked her tits. Melissa’s hand slid down between her legs to find her pussy soaked, her fingers slid along her slit to masturbate herself gently as she tit-fucked Michael. She kept it up for only a few minutes, hard to fuck his cock with her tits and masturbate her pussy at the same time. Michael breathed heavily, his eyes closed in pleasure. He wouldn’t last much longer.
He opened his eyes when she deserted his cock and looked down as he never saw his cock so thick and long before. It was covered in a coat of her saliva and his cum, the head swollen. She settled back to slide down so she could sit on his cock and kneeled up as her hand gripped the shaft of his cock; Michael sighed in pleasure as her hand slid around the shaft to hold it up stiffly. He watched as the soft folds of her pussy slid down over the head of his cock to engulf the head between the puffy lips of her pussy until he felt the head push into her wet hole. She had a look of pleasure on her face as Michael felt her pussy begin to swallow up his cock, Melissa moaned passionately as she sat on his throbbing cock. He felt the pressure of her insides clench on the head of his cock to compress the thick head; Michael couldn’t believe that she could be so tight.
“OOOOHH.” Melissa was unable to contain her lust any longer as she felt the thick cock spear open her pussy. She sat down on it and felt the thick head open her up as her weight pushed his cock inside her. It had been a long time since she had a hard cock inside her, an even longer time with one this thick. It felt good as Melissa rolled her hips as her pussy grew wetter with desire. She pulled up then pushed back down, more of his cock settled inside her as Melissa gripped his cock with her muscles. She looked down, only half of it inside her as Melissa began to ride his cock. It filled her when it moved in and out as her hips danced on the cock that split her up the middle.
Her lovely tits jiggled erotically when her hips moved from side to side and her pussy massaged his cock with her clenching muscles. Michael was in ecstasy. If giving up control meant this, he was all in favor. He shoved his ass up into the air to try to drive more of his cock inside her so he could feel all the pleasure that her hot, tight pussy gave half of his cock.
“Not so fast,” Melissa pulled up as Michael shoved his cock into her. “I’m in charge. Just do as you’re told.” To emphasize her control, she reached behind her to grip his balls. “Good boy.” She began to fuck his cock again and slid up and down the shaft to go deep now that she had taught Michael who was in charge. She moved all the way up then clasped tightly on the head of his cock to ensure that it didn’t slip out. Then, she let out a deep moan as she pushed down to feel the long prick slip inside her, her weight forced it in hard and push aside her insides. It was so long as it banged hard against her cervix. She held him tight inside her so she could clench and unclench on his cock before she moved back up to rock her hips from side to side when his cock pulled out to drag her insides out with it. She fucked him, fucked him hard. She tried to delay her orgasm as long as she could, surprised that Michael did such a good job at doing the same. She had at least cum once, but Michael was still unfulfilled.
It felt good as Michael struggled to maintain his erection without cumming, difficult when his lovely boss is naked and she is riding his cock. And with a tight pussy, Michael struggled hard. He watched his cock slide in and out of her pussy that glistened with her juices; Melissa rubbed her clit as she threw back her head in pleasure. She was ready to cum and so was Michael.
“Cum for me, Michael. Fill me as I cum.” Melissa grunted in pleasure as she rode up and down on his cock, her body sweated from her energetic fucking, as Melissa struggled to continue. She let her body go when she felt it, the powerful jet of cum shot inside her to bathe her insides with the hot cum. “AAAGGHH,” she cried as she rode her hips from side to side as she gripped his cock possessively when he spewed his cum into her receptive pussy; her body never stopped moving as she rubbed her clit while her orgasm raced through her body. It had been a long time since she came from a cock inside her, not even the previous cum brought upon Michael’s excellent cunninglus skills could match the orgasm brought about by the deep penetration of a thick cock. She came again like a man to flood his cock as his cum bathed her insides. She never stopped moving until both of them were finished, Melissa exhausted by the two powerful orgasms.
He filled her with his cum, her insides clenched so tight on his cock as she came. It felt like he hadn’t cum for a month, his balls dumped an abundant amount of cum; Melissa never let up as she moved up and down on his cock even as he shot his hot cum into her willing hole. She bucked up and down until she slumped down on him, and Michael enjoyed the feeling of her tits on his chest as he felt her heavy breathing as she tried to recover.
It had been a long time since she enjoyed such an orgasm, bondage of her partner always making it so much better for her. She sat up, his shrinking cock still managing to stay inside her. She clenched her pussy tight as she pulled off of his cock, quickly sliding forward until her thighs were on both sides of Michael’s head. She saw the look in his eyes, his hands tugging on his bound arms. He knew what was about to happen and could do little to stop it.
Michael came face to face with Melissa’s pussy, only inches from his mouth. He had done it so many times to his lovers, but he never expected the same thing to happen to him. But the tight bondage put him at the disadvantage.
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” He obeyed immediately, and Melissa saw the look of resignation in his eyes. She slid forward an inch, her pussy over his open and waiting mouth. She relaxed her muscles and looked down as the white, milky cum slowly began to drip out of her pussy. She smiled broadly when the first ropey strand of cum slipped out between her legs and landed on his tongue. It became more abundant, Michael’s abundant cum mixed with hers to slowly drip down into his waiting mouth, and some of it coated his lips with a shiny layer of cum. “Don’t close your mouth yet,” Melissa watched Michael carefully. The last drops slipped into his mouth. “Swallow it.”
Michael did as he was told, just as the girls under him did with him, and swallowed the thick crème. It wasn’t unpleasant, just demeaning that he had to swallow his own cum.
“You’re not finished yet. Now, use your tongue to lick my pussy clean.” She slid down more until her wet pussy was pressed against his lips. She moaned in pleasure as his tongue began to go to work as he licked up and down her slit; Melissa’s lower body moved to make sure that Mi
chael did an excellent job. It was five minutes before she let him stop licking her pussy, Melissa already felt the excitement run back into her body. She lifted up higher. “Lick my ass hole.” The tremors ran through her body when he tongued her anus to play back and forth over the sensitive hole. She’d never been taken in the ass before; Melissa never allowed any man to have that much control over her. But she enjoyed the pleasure of a tongue on her ass hole; the rough, wet tongue excited the tiny pleasure receptors around her anus. She let him tongue her for long minutes as she enjoyed her control over him. And he didn’t complain too much, not that he could as his mouth lavished his attention on her ass hole and his tongue lapped so deliciously on her anus.
Melissa untied him from the bed. Michael found himself back in the living room, both of them dressed, having a drink as if nothing had ever happened. But Michael would remember this day for a long time, fondly remember it. Neither of them would speak of it, but their eyes would sparkle each time they met, both of them recalled it in their minds.
Chapter: 4
The Next Year
Spring came quickly, and Michael enjoyed his bonus for the year. Even though he’d only been there for half a year, he took home almost $35,000 before taxes, but it was quite a coup for a new employee. Or so he was told by Bill. And Bill promised much more next year if Michael performed as he’d done in the last four campaigns. Michael sat in Bill’s office as they went over the completion of the last campaign as both of them basked in their good fortune.
“I think you’ll like the next assignment, Michael.” It wasn’t often that someone got such a plum assignment so early in the game, but Michael wasn’t ordinary. He had an innate skill in coming up with just the right idea; Bill was almost jealous of him if it weren’t for the fact that Michael made Bill look just as good. Michael knew how to play the politics of the advertising game and made sure that he didn’t push anyone to the side as he rose up in power. Michael made a point of taking all that worked with him up the ladder with him. He recognized he couldn’t do it all and needed the rest that had the necessary skills to take his ideas and put them into motion. This would be the first chance for Michael to pick his own team. He would be able to show his appreciation to those that made him look good. “A company called Zuma has a new product ready for the market. From what I am told, it’ll make the iPod look like a relic. They don’t have any revenue, but they have a finished product ready, made by contract manufacturers. They can flood the market with millions of their product in less than a month; all they need is for us to create the demand.”
Michael couldn’t believe his ears. It was a plum small-company assignment that needed an advertising campaign that would have to come out of left field and literally stun the public with its brilliance. His mind began to click on the number of questions that quickly rushed to his brain. “Is it a shoestring budget?” That was the biggest problem with the small companies; they lacked the financial resources to instigate a major advertising campaign. He waited for the answer.
“The company might be small, but their backers are large. They have earmarked $25 million for it. But,” he paused after emphasizing the word but. “This’ll have to be a mix of a structured advertising campaign with the offbeat, a viral campaign or some other innovative campaign that’ll take the product to the movers and shakers and excite them. Once you have them, the rest will follow.” He let it sink in as he saw Michael’s eyes; his brain conjured up ideas already.
Twenty-five million, this was five times the amount most small companies would put into a new product. He hoped it was as good a product as the smart money that followed it. “Who else is on the team?”
“This isn’t my project, Michael. This is yours. You pick the team. You haven’t been here that long, but I have every bit of confidence that you know who you’ll need to pull this off. It has to be out by fall, enough time to build the momentum for the holiday season. If it works, it will be the must-have gift for Christmas, not only for the manufacturer, but for you also. This’ll make you or break you, but I have every bit of confidence in you.” This would be the career maker or breaker for Michael, but Bill knew that it didn’t bother him in the least. He was the type that thrived on the impossible.
“Not to worry, I’ve trained all my life for this one.” Michael sounded almost like a cliché, the boxer that finally has a chance at the title. He knew it would have to be special and unconventional so he needed a staff that could do it. “Can I get an office outside the building? I need a place where we wouldn’t be constrained by the structure of the agency.”
Michael already thought outside the box and knew that creativity would flow much better in a less restrained environment of suits and ties. “Where do you have in mind?”
“SoHo.”
“No problem.” The company often took offices outside the main building. Creativity needed space to blossom. “I’ll have the real estate department find you something nice. Two thousand square feet?”
“Excellent.”
“But you’ll have to come in for the weekly Friday-morning status meeting. Give me your list of team members by Friday.” The meeting was over; Michael would be free to handle the rest.
* * * *
The real estate department found an office within a couple of days. It was located at 101 Spring Street, built in the 20th century. It was a real find; the ground floor office available for a short time period, a new tenant didn’t want it until January. The office had high ceilings, characteristic of the large loft spaces. It had two private offices; the rest would be open space, ideal for the creativity needed for this project. Monday would be the first meeting at the new space and all of the team members had accepted.
SoHo was located in Manhattan, the name a blend of the boundaries, South of Houston. It was originally a manufacturing neighborhood, but artists moved into the area in the 1960s and 1970s, high-end stores and tourists followed in natural progression. It was a vibrant neighborhood, just what Michael needed for his team. Dress would be more casual, no ties or suits, but those living in the city never dressed down too much. It was a way of life to look good.
Michael looked around the room; the long table in the middle was able to hold the ten members of the team. He sat at the head of the table; neat tan slacks tailored to his body, a dark brown pullover clung to his chest. He had joined a gym with Brandon in their building; both of them enjoyed staying fit and the way they looked from the workouts. And there was always a bevy of gorgeous women in the gym; many looked as though they could do a strenuous workout without sweating. Michael still hadn’t found much time for anything besides work, though he did go out with Heather when she had a stopover in the city. And of course, there was the night with Melissa. He had seen her a couple of times after that, trading pleasantries but no mention of that night or another night in the future.
Brandon sat near him, his second in command. He was bright, creative and industrious, late hours and weekends were never a problem. He had great insight into computer electronics. Michael counted on him to be key in this project.
Michael smiled at Alexis when she arrived; his fascination with Alexis grew stronger with each day. She was smart, savvy and intense. And when it came to information, nothing could be hidden from Alexis and her red laptop, a state of the art model that seemed to be an appendage, which was always beneath her fingertips. Michael could watch her fingers magically click across the keyboard, though his mind often wandered as he imagined the long, sleek fingers with the red nail polish slide across his cock. She looked good, a crisp black blouse, buttoned up the front that hung loosely over her, a button at the top the only glimpse of what lay beneath it, her pale white skin in sharp contrast to the black material. He caught sight of her before she sat down, the gentle sway of her hips, the loose skirt shifted from side to side to entice him with her body. It was more Michael’s imagination than the visual effect; Alexis wore very loose-fitting clothes to hide her features from him. It was only times when
they hugged in congratulatory moments that Michael felt her body which made his cock stir as she pressed against him. He would love to bed her down, she was friendly but aloof. She was self-confidant and knew how talented she was, yet she refused to use her femininity, instead she relied on her expertise. That’s why Michael picked her first after Brandon, but that never stopped him from imagining what it would be like to sexually possess her.
Michael had met with Alexis yesterday in regard to a second person with similar talents of Alexis, the ability to manipulate data and use it to make an advertising campaign resonate with the public. “Who do you suggest?”
Alexis was honored that Michael had picked her. She respected Michael for his ability, but she had to brush away his sexual innuendos with firmness. She wanted to be respected for her abilities, not her sexual favors. She knew that it was rampant in the advertising business, the aggressiveness of their positions translated into their sexual behavior. She had heard many stories of the girls that fell victim to their bosses, though none would dare protest. The advertising business was close knit; any scandal would hurt the aggressor but would also end the career of the accuser. “A new girl just started two months ago. She came from Kansas of all places. She’s almost as good as I am.” Alexis laughed.
