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Click hereI traded places with him. I leaned over the desk, separated my feet wide and bent over deeply presented my ass to him. "Take out the plug, sir, and reveal what you have desired and what I can give you."
His fingers probed into my ass crack, grasped the sparkling end, and tugged. My sphincter seemed unwilling at first to release it but slowly it opened, spreading wider until the flattest part of the plug passed and it was out. My hand reached behind me holding the lubrication. There were no words from him. He took the tube and I soon felt his fingers applying it to my asshole, his fingers easily sliding inside. There was a moment of loss of his touch and I presumed he was applying the lubrication to his cock. Then, I felt it. I sucked in a deep breath and willed myself to relax as I had learned from inserting the plugs. His cock was at my asshole. I felt him align it at my hole which had to slowly closing as I felt it go slightly inside. He pressed and inches of it stretched my hole. I groaned. He pressed more with another inch going in and he moaned. I clamped my ass now. He was partially in, relaxing wasn't the issue, anymore, the experience was. I clenched around his cock and his movements became constricted and he grunted as he pressed harder after pulling back an inch, feeling the tightness.
I looked back over my shoulder. His gaze was on my ass and, undoubtedly, his cock disappearing into it. I didn't know how much of his cock was buried in me but I knew it was several inches, probably half his cock. He looked up and found me looking at him. He glanced back down at our union, then back up to me. The look on his face was of immense satisfaction, of pleasure at the experience.
"Now, sir... fuck me. Fuck my asshole like you have imagined it happening."
He did just that. He pulled back slightly, grabbed my hips, and thrust powerfully into my ass. I cried out as he grunted. Our bodies smacked together and his cock was fully inside me. It was so... different. His cock was not as wide as the plug but longer and the deepness of penetration felt so entirely new and wonderful and exciting and wanton. I imagined people outside the office hearing our noise, hearing my cry, hearing his grunts.
I was again surprised by the sensations bursting inside me. Stimulation of the plug was arousing but I put that off to the feeling of something there. Stimulation with the vibrating dildo in my pussy with the plug in my ass I put off to the vibrator. This was different. This was entirely a cock thrusting into my ass. There was no other stimulation. Yet, the stimulation was unmistakable. Everything I had heard about anal was true. Why should it be surprising that the anus is packed with nerves, especially that nerve that connects from the base of the vulva to the anus and the clitoris. And, that's not to mention the nerve endings connected between the anal and vaginal chambers.
Mr. Peterson pounded into me with increasing force and power with long strokes. I squeezed and released around his cock having far more effect than pussy muscles could ever have. He released my hips and leaned over me, one hand bracing himself on the desk as the other fumbled to capture my wildly swinging breasts. I could feel his cock pulsing inside my tight sleeve. He pulled me to a standing position and his other hand moved to my pussy as he continued to plunge his cock into me. His fingers moved over my clit and dripping pussy, a finger snaking into my hole and the heel of his hand pressing firmly against my clit as he pulled me against him to ram his cock like a conquering Viking.
The way he was fucking me and the way my body was responding, I wasn't sure I needed the clitoral stimulation to orgasm but I wasn't going to refuse it, either. I was already close and the question was if he or I orgasmed first. He pinched my nipple and clit at the same time he plunged deeply into me and I erupted. I thought he held me tight to secure me as my body quaked and convulsed but I felt his cock spurt repeatedly into my ass, my ass clamping around his cock as I orgasmed. I cried something out in the midst of it and he grunted like a rutting beast.
He guided us back and eased me down with him as he sat in one of the chairs. I sagged back against his chest, his cock still deeply buried in my ass. My ass was still occasionally, involuntarily spasming against his cock. His hands softly, caringly even, caressing my front from the top of my pussy to my breasts which heaved with my gasping breath matched by a similar feel of his chest rising and falling against my back.
He whispered into my ear, "Abby, can you reach my smartphone without pulling off me?" I leaned forward, reached across the desk, then rose just inches, feeling his cock slide inside but I reached it with my finger tips and pulled it far enough to grab it. I held it in front and his hands took it, working the phone in front of me. I watched him navigate to his contacts, scroll to 'Bob Sullivan', and press call. I froze. Bob Sullivan was another of the VP's.
"Bob, yeah, Stan... are you free to stop in my office? Great, thanks."
Only a moment later a shadow filled the door way behind us and cast its effect into the office. A man stepped past us and stopped at the side of the desk, half sat there, and smiled. It wasn't a warm greeting type smile. It was a very lecherous type smile as his eyes took in not only my nudity in Mr. Peterson's lap but that we were still joined.
"Bob, I wanted to introduce our newest employee in the Admin Group. Abby Thomas, meet Bob Sullivan, VP of Domestic Operations." He reached out to shake hands and two different... very different... thoughts crashed within my fuzzy mind. One: domestic operations would indicate there was non-domestic operations which would indicate we were an international operation. Two: how weird can it get to be introduced and shake hands with someone while having someone else's cock stuck up your ass?
They were saying something. I focused and heard, "... her anal virginity, you say?"
I blushed. They were discussing our anal fuck? Mr. Peterson added, "I'm telling you, Bob, she's going to be a star here. I'm just saying."
Mr. Sullivan rose and held out his hand, "Abby, could you join me in my office?"
So, my third day wasn't just my first anal. It was my second, too.
- COMMENTS
ikeman48over 2 years agoAuthorThanks for the comments.
Harga, interesting thoughts but this is not intended to be BDSM in any respect. I intended to make it clear everyone in the office was a willing and eager participant. You will see a modification in the dress code to make the conditions more fair to the women, though.
Hargaover 2 years agoI love this story no matter how absurd the premise is as no office could function under these circumstances (I'm assuming there are no video or cell phone cameras allowed on the floor which I think would kill productivity, just saying), but your look at this workplace environment is twisted and brilliant. It's sort of an extreme version of typical office politics. It's not a full blown BDSM environment but does have a clear top to bottom control aspect without getting into punishment and pain. I guess making only the women work naked might be humiliating to them, and is very chauvinistic, but it works in the confines of this office (I guess the women never deal with people outside this floor or they must spend a lot of time dressing and undressing). Even in the real world most female workers feel put upon by there male co-workers. Their expected to dress and act certain ways and no matter what anyone says are not treated equally. I like the fact that you note that most of the women find the burden of performing on demand is not always welcome, interferes with their work and don't always enjoy it even if it is required. I also like the fact that you mention some real world consequences of what happens in the office.
Abby Thomas (the UNICORN of new office hires) is a great character who wants to do a good job and is adventuress when it comes to her sexual needs. She's bright, and diligent in her work, is a switch hitter in this new sexual environment with no problems experiencing all aspects of this new job. I have a feeling that in a normal office environment she would have ended up the office bike within a few weeks anyway. Its been really fun reading about her progress at the office and some of the encounter's with her co-workers. Getting the butt plugs and then having one in her ass on the first day perfectly set the tone of this girls attitude and then worrying if anyone was going to fuck her ass was hilarious. Well written, but not overwrought, sex scenes really enhanced the story but didn't bog it down. Looking forward to her future adventures at the office. I image some conflict will arise as no character can grow without hit but I hope nothing brings this character down for long.
Sorry for the long post, cheers
DINGDONG33over 2 years agoNice ending to story but there could be so much more Please continue I would like to see her go up the ladder.
