by Sasha Scott
“I just decided to really pick it up after my hospital trip, you know? Being in there put a lot of things into perspective, I came out with a new determination.”
While this was technically correct I had already lost that determination in favor of taking the easy way out.
“Well still… sorry I’m speechless, speechless, that you managed to get so much done. It warms my heart to see how much you’ve blossomed since I took over.”
It was kind of cute the way she was gushing over me with such a cheery face. I’d always felt she was pretty but with her talking so passionately and happily it really made it stand out.
“You should let me sleep with you as a reward.”
Huh, what, wait, had I really just said that? Had I really just spoken without thinking? What the hell had I just said!?
I was about to tell her I was joking but she answered first with a smile, “That sounds deserved. Okay, let’s do this.”
When did I lose the filter between my brain and my mouth and start coming out with things like that? Suddenly Mabel was up on her feet, locking her office door and making sure the blinds were closed.
“Well… actually…”
“What’s wrong? Am I not a good enough reward for you?” she asked as she unbutton her blazer and stripped out of the black fabric. Again I was caught watching something unbelievable as her hands moved from her blazer buttons to her shirt buttons; Mabel was stripping down in front of me!
“No it’s not that,” I mumbled, “It’s just, I don’t want to force you to do something you don’t want to do…”
She shook her head and flashed me another of those warm, confident, smiles.
“Of course I want to reward my staff for their hard work, that’s the kind of boss I am,” she said, pulling her top open.
I had two choices. I could either turn her down, correct my mistake and put everything back to normal or I could tumble down the rabbit hole and indulge in what she was offering up to me.
Well it is rude to turn a lady down.
“Thank you boss! I won’t forget this!”
“Come on now, this is your reward you don’t have to call me boss or miss,” she purred, “you can call me Mabel.”
I sat back and relaxed, seeing a side of my boss that I never even imagined. She was smirking like a saucy minx as she took her time stripping out of her work uniform and out of her underwear as well. The only thing she remained wearing was her short black heels, thigh length stockings, earrings and those thick rimmed glasses.
Her body was stunning. I already knew she was pretty but I didn’t know that her body was so good. It turned out that she’d been hiding quite the set of curves underneath her business clothing. With everything out on the open I could really appreciate those long legs, those wide hips and those big breasts.
There had been a rumor around the office that Mabel was a very busty woman but it was hard to tell for certain under such thick clothing however now I could confirm she was in the DD cup territory.
“So do you like what you see?” she asked as she approached me, leaning down to give me a look at her cleavage, pushed together by her arms which flowed down to my lap, fingers caressing my growing hardness.
“I love it! You look so hot!” I yelled simplistically. My excitement was giving me a one track mind.
“I’m glad to hear that, it means my reward will be appreciated,” she said to me as she began to unbuckle my pants, “And don’t be afraid to get loud. My office is completely soundproofed.”
It just kept getting better and better. It was no wonder that I was as hard as a rock, my erection standing tall in my lap, ready for action.
The first move was made by Mabel who got onto her knees and began to plant wet kisses onto the head of my cock, her red lipstick leaving small kiss marks stained against my shaft. Slowly she adored my length with her lips, making out with the girth, coating it in her dripping drool.
Every smooch and every drag of her tongue over me was incredible but there was something more I wanted from her.
“Instead of using your mouth,” I asked, “could you use your tits?”
“Hmm, you want me to do this?”
Mabel cupped those large breasts of hers together with my shaft sandwiched firmly in the middle. They were so large that they managed to swallow up my girth in their entirety. That was why I asked her to do it, there were only so many women who could do such a thing.
Once she was hugging my hardness in her soft mounds she began to rub up and down, rolling her hips and rocking her body to get me off.
Thanks to the saliva she had already glazed my cock in I was lubricated and ready to get jerked off by those huge tits. It meant that her initial slow movements could get faster and faster.
Moans flowed from my lips as my head hung backwards. In contrast Mabel leaned forward and began to drip more of her saliva over my manhood, making it easier for her to keep pumping her way up and down the shaft, making me feel good.
The faster she moved, the tighter she wrapped me in those jugs, the better I felt; the closer to orgasm I became. There was no way I was going to be able to last long.
“Mabel you’re amazing!” I cried out in groaning lust, “You’re gonna make me cum.”
“Didn’t I already tell you there’s no need to hold back? If you want to cum all over my titties then do it.”
I did want to do that so I did that. I moaned out and began to cum, the hot jizz spraying from the head of my engrossed manhood.
My sprays of seed shot out and slapped across Mabel’s body, clinging to her chin, running down her neck and dripping down onto her large bust. She was painted with a spattering of my excitement, milked out of my body by her sexual antics.
Once my orgasm had faded away to little more than a trickle, Mabel finally freed me from her tight, cleavage, lock. With her hands now free she lifted one up and dragged a finger along her jawline, collecting a trickle of cum which had been left hanging from her skin. She glazed that single digit in my seed and then brought it to her lips, cleaning herself up with a slurp.
She made sure I could hear her moans while she was sucking. Her eyes remained locked on me the whole time.
“You really didn’t hold back,” she giggled, “look how sticky you made me. It’s gonna take me all day to clean this mess up. I hope you enjoyed your reward at least.”
Of course I had enjoyed it however there was a problem, a big problem! I still wasn’t satisfied. My cock was still hard. My body still craved more.
“What are you talking about?” I said as I pulled off my tie sharply, “My reward isn’t done yet. I still haven’t had a chance to use you fully.”
I used my tie as a bind, wrapping it around Mable’s wrists while she offered up no resistance, tying her arms up together. Once she was locked up and helpless I pushed her back onto her desk, sheets scattering as she landed on her back, arms over her head, looking up at me.
“Well then don’t stop,” she told me with a sultry purr, “Come and take your reward. I’m waiting.”
There was no way I was going to keep her waiting longer than I had to. With her body exposed and her legs spread I sunk my throbbing hardness deep into those juicy folds.
If the room wasn’t soundproofed then the entire building probably would have been disturbed by the sound which Mabel made, the squeal which erupted from her lips when I thrust my hardness deep into her loins. We were now connected in the most intimate of ways and it felt so good.
After growing used to that feeling of her tightness squeezing around my engrossed cock I planted my hands onto the desk on either side of her head. Then I began to thrust, then I began to stir up her insides and send both of us to the heights of pleasure.
Mabel allowed me to hear sounds I didn’t know that she was capable of making and showed me faces that I never imagined from a woman like her. If I was going crazy thanks to the feeling of her body she was already over the deep end.
“This is incredible!�
� she moaned in total bliss, “I haven’t had sex in so long! I forgot it felt this good!”
So I was the first she’d tasted in a long time? That was a great way to stroke my male ego. In fact my ego desired more, my alpha male instincts which only truly came to the surface at times like this, it needed more.
“No, that’s wrong. Sex has never felt this good before,” I snarled down to her, “Only my cock can make you feel this way. Only I can make you feel this good.”
She nodded her head up and down in a daze, her face twisted in total, mind boggling, pleasure.
“You’re too good! Too good! I never knew sex could be so amazing!”
Her howls were getting louder with every thrust I pounded into her velvety soft folds. It didn’t take a genius to see she was getting very close to her limit, the way her body squirmed around me made her an open book, one that I was going to stain.
“Just a bit more,” I growled down at her, “Just a bit more and I’ll fill you up.”
“I can’t last any longer,” she panted, “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”
“Me too. I’m almost there. I’m gonna… hmph, here it comes!”
My sharper, faster, thrusts was enough to take both of us over the brink. With our bodies locked together the two of us howled out in pleasure and were struck by our orgasms.
Mabel’s insides wrapped me up and squeezed me tight like a hot, sexual, vice; her pussy juices gushing out in a visual show of her satisfaction. As for me I remained buried deep into her loins, sealed tightly together so my orgasm only had one place to go and that was inside of her. I was filling her up with shot after shot of my hot, thick, cum.
Together we embraced pleasure and rode the waves of our climaxes for as long as we could. At times it felt like I was never going to stop filling her body up.
Eventually things came to an end. Our bodies faded from that heightened state of euphoria back down into the realms of reality, nestled in a warm afterglow.
Feeling satisfied, at last, I drew my hips back and freed myself from Mabel’s embrace, taking a look down at my boss who was a lot worse for wear than me. She was still caked in cum and more was starting to drip down her thighs and onto her desk.
“You know,” she just about managed to pant out, her breathing hot and heavy, “next time you think you deserve another reward come and tell me. I’ll see what I could do.”
I’d tried to steel myself with a determination not to use and abuse my power but seeing the sight I had left behind made me realize that was an impossibility. How was I supposed to forget about something like that and my time with Connie in the hospital?
There was no way I could just go back to my normal life and my normal job. With this strange power at my disposal there were going to be some changes and nobody could stand in my way.
Ordering the Teen
You know ever since I slept with my boss my work life hasn’t actually been so bad. Then again my work life is called me not actually going to work and just telling my boss about all the wonderful things I’d done and why she should reward me.
Once I felt the wonderful embrace of slacking there was no way for me to go back, I was completely corrupted.
Thanks to my powers I no longer had to spend my days trapped inside a cubicle, I could instead spend my days free, doing whatever I wanted to do. However having all the free time in the world quickly revealed something to me. Having no work, no appointments and no responsibility, it gets boring fast.
Alright I’m not saying I’d rather be stuck answering the phone, trying to sell people stuff, but when every moment is spent doing whatever you want to do you quickly realize how little you actually want to do.
For the first few days I went out of my way to enjoy myself. I went to places that I usually couldn’t thanks to being stuck at work. I bought some things I wanted, I saw the new movies which interested me and I went to look at some attractions but after a week I’d already sampled it all.
With my interests ticked off I was onto wandering the streets without any purpose or any plan. Total freedom is great until you discover how boring you really are and how little you truly want to do.
“Maybe I should just go back to work?” I asked myself with a sigh, having just finished grabbing a bite to eat and back to aimlessly standing around. Well what else was I going to do?
As I was looking for a purpose and a plan somebody caught my eye as they walked on past me. It wasn’t anybody I knew, it was just the kind of person who caught the attention of those around them; it was one hell of a hottie.
She looked younger than me and was stunningly beautiful. She had ebony skin, dark, wavy, hair, a curvy figure and long limbs peeking out from some casual wear. She was the kind of girl which guys dreamed of, the girl next door who just happened to be a fox.
Watching her go, strutting on by in a little pair of denim shorts, I could basically visualize the two minnie-me’s hovering on each shoulder.
“Hey there’s something to do,” the little devil whispered, “With your powers you can have a girl like that if you want to.”
“No,” the little angel protested, “you can’t keep abusing your powers like that. Let’s just get back to work.”
“Come on even you don’t want to go back to work! You know you’d much rather be out here tapping that.”
“Well… he’s right, let’s do it.”
That was my conscious sorted out. I’d learned from my past mistakes. I had a gift and I was going to use it.
As she was skipping away I chased after her, waving an arm to try and catch her attention.
“Hey, you, wait up!”
As I closed the distance she finally turned back to me, raising an eyebrow as she pointed to herself.
“You talkin to me?”
“That I am,” I panted, finally catching up to my target, “I’m your favorite celebrity, that one that you have a huge crush on. You wanna go some place with me?”
Her face, which had been looking at me in bemusement, suddenly switched into a wide eyed stare before she released some sort of high pitched squeal and began to shake and bounce around on the spot.
“OMG I can’t believe this is happening! Like yeah I’d love to go somewhere with you!”
I seriously loved my power, I can’t believe I ever tried to talk to talk myself into not using and abusing it. Letting her wrap herself around my arm I led her off to a place where we could get some privacy.
It would have taken too long to get all the way back to my place so instead I decided to take her to a hotel. Payment wasn’t a problem, thanks to my power. I simply used the same convenient tale on the people at checkout as I did for her. I told them I was a pretty big deal and needed their best room free of charge. They gladly obliged.
To call the room that I was given nice would be an understatement, the room was absolutely incredible. It was the penthouse suite and it was tailored for total luxury; it was nicer than where I lived!
“Wow,” I heard her mumble as she looked over the entire floor spanning room, “this place is incredible. I guess you must be used to this though?”
“Yeah, definitely,” I replied, brushing my fingers over curtains that felt like they’d been woven by angels while stepping on carpet so soft I could practically feel it oozing through my footwear, “You know me.”
“I do,” she giggled, squirming around with a bashful grin.
On the way to the room she’d told me a bit more about herself. Her name was Melody and she was a university student, which didn’t come as too much of a surprise. However she mainly seemed interested in talking about me. It was mainly just repeated mumblings of how amazing I was and how she couldn’t believe it. Had I used my power a bit much on her or was she just a complete fangirl?
“And you also know why you’re here, don’t you?” I asked her, the two of us completely alone in that private suite.
She nodded and nibbled on her bottom lip as she unzipped her jacket and slowly began to strip
herself down.
“Hmhm,” she moaned out under her breath, her eyes trailing up and down my body as she slowly began to undress herself.
Now I never considered myself to be a bad looking person, in fact I always considered myself to be quite the good looking guy, but I didn’t think I was the kind of fella who warranted such a sensual scan. What my powers could accomplish truly was amazing.
Once she’d threw her jacket to the side and kicked off her footwear she slid her hands to the underside of that t-shirt and peeled it upwards, giving me a full look at her flat stomach and her curvaceous figure. The latter only became more apparent when her fingers slipped into the waistline of her tight fitting shorts and she began to shimmy them down those long legs.
