However, the day we sat down together over a coffee to tell me how broke we were, still came as a huge surprise to me. I had believed you when you said that we were OK, that we still had enough money to make rent.
What I never would have guessed or believed possible, was your suggestion, your grand idea. You wanted to lend me to your boss for the night.
I could feel the blood draining from my face. How could you possibly mean it? Surely you were kidding? But you weren’t…you had already made the arrangement.
We arrived at your boss’s office together. My anger at you was obvious - my resentment at being pimped out by my own lover. But I knew that I had to do something, I had to help.
Your boss was sitting on his leather chair, leaning back, relaxed when we entered the room. His office was everything I thought it would be – cheap furniture, sleazy calendars, chipped tea mugs. What I hadn’t been expecting was for him to have a companion standing close by. His security guard, a large black man with a mean expression, grinned at me and I knew that there wasn’t going to be one man using my body, there would be two.
You realized quickly what was going to happen. You gave a strangled “No,” and started to take my hand to pull me out of the room. The security guard moved quicker than I would have thought possible for a man of his bulk. He pushed you into the chair, his large hand on your shoulder, keeping you still.
“You ready to be fucked by a proper cock?” your boss asked me, a wicked grin on his face.
I couldn’t speak an answer. I could only look at you, trying to see your reaction to what was happening in front of your eyes. You tried to pull away from the security guard, obviously hoping to get us both out of that office, back to the safety of our home. But it was to no avail.
Your boss unzipped his pants and pulled out a semi hard cock that was longer and much thicker than your cock. You resisted even more, knowing I couldn’t take that monster sized cock.
I was worried - how I could I take this cock? How much would it hurt? I looked at you, being held away from me, restrained. You looked worried too.
The security guard holding you nodded to your boss, who had his cock in his hand. He was stroking himself, making his cock harder. Bigger. Thicker.
Your boss’s hand continued to pull at his cock. He then stood up and walked toward me. As he pushed his body against mine, I could smell him, clean and fresh. It surprised me, I wasn't expecting a good fragrance.
His dick was still in his hand when he turned to you and said;
"You’ve her ass in the past. You’ve bragged about how tight it is often enough to us. Now to see if you are telling the truth.”
I was horrified at the thought of you discussing out love life, our sex life, with anyone. I could feel my body bristle with indignation. Your boss showed no indication that his words had sent a dart of disbelief through me. Instead he told me to strip, and quickly.
I quickly pulled off my clothes, aware that my body has not been prepared for this. My legs needed to be shaved and I knew I could do with getting my bikini line waxed.
This didn’t bother your boss – instead he motioned for me to lie on the floor. I quickly complied.
“Legs spread, on your back, ” he ordered.
Again, I obeyed. But I could feel my attitude changing. I was still scared, but that familiar pull in my pussy was beginning. I couldn’t possibly want this, could I?
He stood above me, his jeans open at the crotch, his cock rising above his body. It was huge, bigger than anyone I had had before. I could feel my mouth watering, I just couldn’t believe that I wanted this as much as I did.
He bent down to inspect me, pulling my ass cheeks apart. My ass felt tight, the brown star sealed closed. What your boss didn’t know was that, you had fucked my ass only an hour previously. Your cum was everywhere and my pussy was glistening with my own juices. He smiled.
"See how turned on she was for this guy!" he said to his mate, surprised.
“Let's really get her cunt flowing" and he thrust himself into me.
I shrieked in surprise. My ass had not been prepared, it had closed up again and this guy was HUGE. My ass felt as if it were on fire, all I could feel was pain. I just wanted to curl up. He didn’t let me - instead he kept pushing inside me till he was in me to the hilt, his balls resting against my ass.
He whispered in my ear “How does it feel to have a REAL cock in that cunt?"
I didn’t answer, I didn’t want you to hear my truthful answer - if felt good now that the pain had started to pass. I was truly filled. He leisurely began to fuck my ass, pulling out a little, slowly, then pushing in HARD and quick, only to repeat this.
I could see you from where I was lying and I was horrified to see how turned on you are by all this. The man holding you was hardly having to touch you - you were both watching what was happening across the room.
The security guard realized this, unzipped his pants, whipped his cock out and began to stroke himself, readying his cock for some action.
Your boss was still in my ass fucking me.