Stephen knelt between my legs and grabbed my thighs, pushing them further open. Glancing up at me, he asked,” Are you okay if I…?” His words trailed off as he nodded toward my cum-covered pussy. I hesitated. I thought he had a girlfriend, but maybe they had broken up, and I didn’t know it. I also had never been eaten out before, and I was covered in another man’s cum. I thought someone else’s cum would’ve thwarted any desire he had to go down on me.

This was all so much at once, not five minutes before I was about to fuck my boss, and now his friend wants to lick his cum off me? I was inebriated and had been left needing a good fuck, so I nodded yes as I moved up further on my elbows to watch what he was going to do.

His blue eyes turned dark as he moved down, leaning in closer to my pussy, pulling me into him. I watched as he slowly licked the inside of my left thigh a couple of times, trailing to my center before he moved to my right. Moving up to my stomach, he cleaned the highest pools of cum from my lower ribs, traveling down to my belly button, slowly licking and sucking all of the cum Daniel had coated me with. He moaned into my skin as if it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. I was so turned on watching and feeling him getting closer to my clit when I felt a gush of liquid leak from my entrance. I gasped at the feeling. Stephen sat back, groaning, when he saw the mess before him.

“I didn’t realize he came in your cunt,” he moaned, almost looking as if he was in pain while staring at my pussy, rubbing his cock through his pants. “But don’t worry, I’ll clean you out so you’ll know the baby is mine.” He winked at me, and I gasped as he dipped his head. He slowly licked me from my opening to my clit, flattening his tongue against me and moaning as he tasted both mine and Daniel’s cum. He went back to my entrance, licking all around the outside of my cum filled hole, teasing me. I needed to feel his tongue inside me, so my left hand traveled down into his dirty blonde curls, trying to guide him into me.

Pulling away from me slightly, looking up at me, Stephen said, “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

I never really talked dirty before, so I replied meekly,” Eat me out...” I tried avoiding looking at him because I was so embarrassed. I felt more naked in front of him somehow by talking this way.

“Yes,” he snickered,” but tell me what you want me to do to you. In detail. Look me in my eyes and tell me how bad you want it.” My inexperience was showing, and it caused me to blush, but it seemed to fuel him. His pupils dilated as his stare bore into my eyes, even as I looked away. Stephen’s grip on my thighs was tightening and pressing deeper into my flesh. He was leaving bruises all over my legs, and I couldn’t wait to wear his marks on my skin.

The pain from his grasp made my pussy clench, causing more cum to leak from me; the sensations were electric. I had to go all in with this dirty talk. Thank god for the alcohol coursing through my veins. Looking up to him, my hands drifted to my nipples. I started to pinch and roll them between my fingers and whimpered, slightly pouting my lips. I begged him, “Please, eat his cum. Eat all of our boss’s cum from my pussy. I want YOUR cum deep inside me. Please fuck me, Stephen.”

Stephen released a deep, guttural groan as he dove into my center, pulling me into him again and making me fall back down against the couch. I felt him dig his tongue straight into my pussy as he sucked at the same time. His tongue explored inside, slurping whatever cum he could find into his mouth. I could feel him licking my cum coated walls, pushing his tongue deep inside, trying to coax every drop he could. After he had cleaned all of Daniel’s cum from inside me, he traveled back up to my clit. Teasing me by rolling my sensitive bud with his tongue and then sucking it before licking it. I could feel my orgasm building, and I pressed Stephen into me, needing just a little more to push me over the edge. He flicked my clit one last time, and I came. My head fell back as I screamed and released his hair, grasping at the leather cushions the best I could. My back arched up off the couch as my hips rolled up against his mouth. He held me tightly against him, never breaking the seal he created as he kept sucking.

“OHMYGOD! PLEASE! Please…” I begged him. I didn’t know what I was begging him for. More? Less? I wasn’t sure, but everything this man did to my body was heaven.

Finally, he relented and said we needed to move this to the spare bedroom so we don’t get caught twice the same night. Shakily, I got up, and he helped me to the room, both of us laughing at my weakness from the orgasm he had just given me. Once we walked into the spare room, Stephen told me to lay in the middle of the bed with my legs spread. I climbed up and lay propped up on my elbows with my legs spread wide. My hand naturally traveled down to my pussy, rubbing my clit, spreading my wetness. After locking the door, he sauntered to the bed, undoing his pants and dropping them to his ankles. His dick was so hard, and its veins were so prominent, but I was more shocked at how thick he was. I didn’t know they could get that thick, and I didn’t know how that would fit inside me. It looked as wide as the beer cans we drank from.

He knelt between my legs again, sliding his fingers up and down my soaking slit before he pushed two inside me. I moaned, finally being filled again.

“Oh shit...” He stilled his fingers in me.

Panicked that something was wrong, I exclaimed,” What?!”

“You’re so fucking tight. I’m going to destroy your pussy if you still want to do this.”

I looked at him hesitantly, wondering if I could go through with this when he started slowly moving his fingers in and out of me. We could hear the sloshing of my cum. My desire overtook any trepidation I had in that moment.

Challenging him, I said, “Destroy me.”

He quickly got off the bed, pulling me to the edge, and I spread my legs as wide as possible. He rubbed his dick up and down my center, spreading my juices.

“Guide me into you,” he ordered. I reached down between my legs and wrapped my fingers around his hard length. My fingers weren’t able to touch because of his girth. A spark of panic burst through me again, thinking about him fitting in me. I rubbed him against me again and again, trying to smear my cum and his pre-cum over him, lubricating his cock as much as I could, hoping this would make it easier for me to take him.

I finally settled his cock at my entrance, and he thrust forward, not hard, but not slowly either. I felt a searing pain and cried out, grabbing his arms to stop him from moving. He was stretching me more than I’d ever been before.

He asked, “Are you okay?”

I whined and shook my head "Yes", but I asked him to give me a second. After a bit, he started slowly thrusting again, trying to go deeper, but my body wouldn’t allow him to.

“Why don’t you get on top?” he suggested after a few attempts with no progress.

He pulled out, and he laid down next to me. I rolled on top of him and straddled his hips. Moving my right hand up, I pressed against his chest as my thumb lightly grazed his nipple. He shuddered and moaned when my left hand found his cock, guiding him to my entrance. I started to sink down onto him, the searing pain returning. When it subsided some, I started working myself up and down his cock slowly. It still hurt, but I could already tell he could go deeper with me in this position.

“Fuck. Give me a second,” he grunted almost as if he was the one in pain, his jaw clenched tightly. He put his hands on my hips, holding me still. Slowly, he started moving me up and down his dick again. The stretch was unreal, as he was going quicker and deeper than before. The deeper he went, the more it felt as if my pelvis was somehow being widened. I knew there was no way he would fit all the way in. As I was thinking of the sharp pain subsiding, he pushed up into me and slapped my ass. I yelped, and the sting of his slap made my pussy clench around him. He grabbed my hips and stilled me.

“GOD DAMN. You can’t do that to me.” His eyes were clenched shut as he panted.

“I’m sorry,” I replied, not knowing what I did wrong.

“You’re so fucking tight it’s almost painful when you clench on me.” He moaned as he started slowly thrusting into me again. We got into a rhythm of him thrusting up as I came down onto him. I grabbed his hands from my hips and moved them to my breasts. He pinched my nipples, and I screamed. The next moment, he thrust up when I was going down, and he bottomed out. I grunted at the delicious pain of him stretching me and hitting my cervix. Holding myself down against him, I couldn’t believe I had taken him all. I smiled and started rotating and grinding my hips, my clit rubbing against him. I leaned forward, placing my hand on his chest again, and started gliding up and down his granite rod quickly. He slapped my ass again, and I moaned, squeezing his cock again without thinking.

“You like that?!” Stephen growled through clenched teeth. He slapped me again, making me scream and ride him harder, slamming myself down on him. I felt a glorious mix of pleasure from the sting and of being stretched to my limits. I slammed down on him again until I couldn’t move. I was coming so hard, screaming, my legs shaking beneath me.

“FUCK!!!” I shuddered and screamed. Everything felt electric, and I spasmed against him, unable to move. Stephen growled, growing impatient for his release. He flipped me over onto my back, and he slammed into me, stretching me, making me scream again with my orgasm still coursing through me.

Meeting his thrusts, I yelled, “DEEPER! FUCK ME DEEPER!” His thrusts were hurried now; I could tell by his breathing and grunting he was nearing his climax.

“Are you going to fill me with your cum? I want to feel it deep in me! Cum in me! Please!” I urged him.

“Fucking take it! Take it all!” Stephen yelled as he pulled me into him. He was thrust deep one more time. I screamed as he slammed into me, hitting my cervix as he came. He kept grinding deeper into me, then thrust a few more times quickly but forcefully. I could feel all of his cum leaking out of me by my legs.

When he was done, he sat back, admiring his creation, the mix of our cum making a wonderful, slick mess. He reached toward me, rubbing it all over my pussy. “I think you might’ve bled some. Sorry. Are you still on your birth control?” He panted, still rubbing me. I leaned up to look at the mess.

“Yeah, I am,” I said. I had gotten on the pill, but I was horrible about remembering to take it. Stephen knew this, though. We’d talked about it at work. I noticed the tinge of pink in some of the cum, and I looked up at him,” You did destroy me, didn’t you?” I giggled.

“A little bit.” He laughed. “Sorry about that... Look, Abbie and I are still together. I shouldn’t have done this, but the whole night was a tease. And I couldn’t help it.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t say anything.” I smiled up at him, disappointed we wouldn’t be hooking up again.

Little did I know that we would be hooking up again and soon. The next time would be a lot more adventurous, though…