The Bun Collector

An intense pressure was building deep in her bowels, her throbbing clit, her swollen and sore nipples, the big black cock pounding her body and the smell of sex in the air had every nerve ending tingling with excitement. She felt her knees go weak and her head spin. Her hands were shaking. All sense of control was gone. Her pussy exploded like a riptide. Juices gushed over her fingers and down her thighs.

"You want me to cum in your ass or you want it somewhere else Mrs. Wilson."

Marcy wanted to feel like the slut she was quickly becoming. She pulled her ass off his cock and dropped to her knees in front of him. She grabbed his cock and pointed it at her face.

"Right here, Marvin. I want to feel hot cum splash all over my lips and nose and cheeks and then drool onto my tongue and down my chin."

Marvin was ready. He aimed his big black monster right between her eyes, grunted and let loose with a stream of hot goo that shot across her forehead and into her hair. Another geyser splashed onto her nose and over her right cheeks. Marcy opened her mouth and received a burst of cum onto her tongue. Several more globs landed and her face, tits and thighs. When he was drained Marcy took him between her lips and sucked him dry.

"I guess that'll be all for today Mrs. Wilson. How bout I stop by next week to check on how your air conditioner is working."

With cum still dripping from her chin Marcy handed him the check.

"That would be just fine Marvin. I look forward to it."

She watched him walk out the door and knew her life would never be the same.

Chapter 4 -- Sheri's Reward

While his wife was getting fucked by Marvin, Frank was sitting at his desk wondering when Sheri was going to show for work. It was already past 11. Had she called in sick? Maybe that was what happened to her last night, Frank thought. She got sick in the club and they took her out the back way. What an idiot he had been to wait. Even worse he had fucked up his marriage big time. Marcy had made it clear that she didn't want anything up her ass and he had gone and popped her anal cherry, or so he thought, against her will.

Frank didn't want to lose what he had with Marcy. She still had one of the finest butts on the planet. He had fallen in love with Marcy's ass the first time he saw her coming out of a store near work. She was wearing tight brown shorts that were wedged between a perfect set of buns. She also had a great pair of tits, but it was the ass that attracted Frank. Her face wasn't very attractive, but her long dark hair, brown eyes and big smile gave her a friendly look.

Frank knew immediately that he had to have this girl. She was only 19 compared to his 23 years, and, like him, quite shy and inexperienced in matters of love. Determined to win her over, he spent hours following her and learning everything there was to know about her interests and habits. When they finally "bumped" into each other in a music store she was captivated by his charm and how much they had in common. She agreed to go out on a date. Three months later they were married.

Frank was still thinking about how to repair things with Marcy when Sheri finally showed at noon looking tired and somewhat hung over. Once again her tight blue pants did little to hide the beauty of the finest ass Frank had ever seen. He watched he go into her cubicle at the end of the hall and put down her things. He waited a few minutes and then went over to introduce himself.

"Hi. My name's Frank. Just wanted to introduce myself and welcome you. If you have any questions I've been here for a while and can point you in the right direction."

"Hi. I'm Sheri. Thanks for stopping by. I'm sure I will have a lot of questions, but right now I have a big headache and lots to learn. I'll catch up with you later."

They got the good news about the contract at 4PM. Mr. Raymond had champagne delivered for an office party. Thirty minutes into the celebration he escorted Sheri back to his office. She was nervous and wondered if he was going to say something about last night. How could she have been so stupid? Did she really give him a blowjob in a crowded bar?

"I wanted to thank you, Sheri, for what you did last night. Without your help we never would have won the contract. Whatever you did, you were very convincing."

"What do you mean?" Sheri asked incredulously, "I didn't do anything. Besides, I don't really remember much about last night. I had too much to drink. I hope you don't think I'm like that all the time."

"Well, let's just say you made a very big impression on some very important people. I'll make sure you receive a nice bonus. You're an attractive woman, Sheri. You'll go far in this business."

"Thank you Mr. Raymond. I'm so relieved to know that you don't think I'm some kind of slut. When I drink I sometimes do things I shouldn't. I'm so sorry about what happened at the club. I mean, you're my boss and you're married. It was wrong of me."

"What exactly is it you think you did that was wrong?"

"I... um... made sexual advances on you, Mr. Raymond," Sheri tried to explain without getting too specific. "I do that when I get drunk. It won't happen again."

"Why not?" Mr. Raymond asked. "Don't you find me attractive?"

"Oh no, it's not that Mr. Raymond. You're very handsome. It's just that you're my boss and you're married."

"I see," Mr. Raymond said sarcastically. "So you are a person with high moral standards. Is that what you are trying to tell me?"

"Yes," Sheri pleaded, "Last night was a mistake. I had too much to drink. Like I said, it won't happen again."

"And you expect me to believe that other than the blowjob, which I appreciated, you don't remember anything about last night?" he replied incredulously. "You don't know why they gave us the contract?"

"Honest, Mr. Raymond, I don't remember anything. I really don't know why they gave us the contract."

"Well, Sheri, let me refresh your memory," Mr. Raymond explained while standing up behind his desk. "You, the one with the high moral standards, let our clients fuck you in the ass. Apparently you have a very fine ass."

Was it true, she wondered? Her ass was a little sore this morning. How did Mr. Raymond know about it? God, she thought, this was all so embarrassing.

"Ohmygod... no," Sheri sobbed, "Please believe me. I'm not like that. I'm not a slut."

"No, Sheri, you're just a girl who let two complete strangers fuck her in the ass," Mr. Raymond said calmly. "So what I want you to do now is pull down your pants and bend over the desk so your boss can find out for himself exactly what was so special."

"But Mr. Raymond..."

"I said pull down your pants," he demanded loudly, "Unless you want this video sent to all your friends."

He hit a button on his computer and turned the screen so Sheri could see. She gasped with horror as she watched two middle aged men fucking her at the same time. One was inside her pussy and the other was in her asshole. Even worse was the expression on her face. She was screaming with pleasure. The reality of what Mr. Raymond was telling her sunk in. She was a slut. Tears streamed down her face as she unfastened her pants and pushed them down to her knees along with her panties. Sheri bent over the desk and awaited her fate.

Mr. Raymond stared at the two perfectly formed creamy white buns separated by a dark cleft down the middle. Her swollen pussy pushed out from between her thighs. He slid his finger along the dark gash down the middle and opened the pink petals leading to her hidden treasure. He pushed two fingers up her hot pussy and twisted them.

Once her juices were flowing, Mr. Raymond pulled out his hard cock and guided it to her opening. He rubbed it up and down to coat his knob before pushing. Her tight pussy wrapped around his hard meat. He grabbed her hips and fucked her in long deep strokes. Mr. Raymond reached between her legs and rubbed her clit. Unable to control her feelings, Sheri moaned.

Mr. Raymond pulled a tube of lubrication from his pocket and coated his fingers. He pushed one and then two into her asshole and twisted them around to open her for his cock. When he felt she was ready he pulled out of her pussy, coated his shaft with more lubrication and pressed the head against her sphincter. He was about to fuck the finest ass he had ever laid eyes upon. No wonder they got the contract, he thought to himself.

Although she wasn't an anal virgin, Sheri could not remember any of the times her ass had been violated. She didn't know what to expect. Sheri tensed when she felt his knob push through her sphincter and lodge inside her butt. The pressure was very intense and she found it difficult to relax. She winced and clenched her fists each time he pushed deeper until he was completely buried up her ass.

Mr. Raymond let her adjust and then slowly fucked her. At first the pressure seemed unbearable, but the longer he fucked her ass the more Sheri relaxed. Slowly the pressure turned from uncomfortable to a deep and penetrating feeling of desire. Sheri found herself moaning each time his cock buried itself inside her bowels. Despite wanting to be repulsed, Sheri enjoyed what he was doing to her. Mr. Raymond had been right. She was a slut.

He reached between her legs and rubbed her dripping pussy. Sheri gasped when she felt two fingers push up into her cunt. It was more than she could stand. Her breathing became erratic. She felt his thumb brush across her clit sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her nipples swelled until they felt like they were going to burst. The incredible pressure in her ass was too much. She exploded with a violent and powerful orgasm.

Mr. Raymond showed no mercy. He kept slamming his cock into her ass again and again until the pleasure was almost unbearable. Sheri was out of control. Her legs were shaking and her knees felt weak. Pussy juice streamed down her thighs. Her screams finally turned to moans and whimpers. Sheri felt like the world was slipping away. She heard him grunt and felt something warm fill her bowels. He finally pulled out of her quivering body.

Sheri pulled up her pants and fastened the belt. She did her best to straighten her clothes and fix her hair. Mr. Raymond stuffed his cock back into his trousers.

"You're not going to show anyone that video are you?" Sheri pleaded. "You said you wouldn't if, um, you know."

"Don't worry Sheri. No one is going to see it except me. As long as you continue to come by my office for these counseling sessions I don't see any reason to spread it around. Are we clear?"

"Yes sir. Can I go now?"

Mr. Raymond nodded. Sheri headed to the bathroom to clean up before going home. Her panties were such a mess that she took them off and threw them away. Sheri went to her desk to get her things and bumped into that nice man who introduced himself earlier. Frank was his name, she remembered.

Chapter 5 -- Frank Has an Accident

"Hi Sheri. Isn't it great about the contract? I guess all the hard work finally paid off."

Sheri smiled at Frank and nodded her head. She wasn't about to tell him that the contract was secured when she let the decision makers fuck her in the ass.

"I guess it is a pretty big deal," Sheri replied trying to sound normal. "Were you involved?"

"Not directly," Frank explained. "I'm in Human Resources, but we're all a team. Hey, you want to go out for a drink to celebrate?"

"Thanks but no," she said flashing him a friendly smile. "I had a late night last night and need to catch up on my sleep. I'll see you tomorrow."

Frank watched her walk away. The tight pants she was wearing clung to her perfect buns which swayed back and forth in an erotic dance. He couldn't let her get away. If she wasn't going to let him near her willingly then he would have to do it the hard way. He just hoped that there was some truth behind his bluff.

"Wait a second," Frank yelled running after her. "There's something I need to talk to you about."

She stopped and gave him a puzzled look wondering what in the world he wanted. She shrugged her shoulders and waited for him to catch up.

"I really do need to be going," she replied coldly. "Can't this wait until tomorrow?"

"It could be too late by tomorrow. It's just that, well, I really don't want to see you lose your job Sheri."

"That's crazy," Sheri said indignantly. "I just started yesterday."

"As I said," Frank continued trying to sound concerned. "I'm in Human Resources. A lot comes across my desk. Anyway, I'm sure it's not your fault."

"What do you mean? I haven't done anything wrong."

"I'm not saying that you did, but you know the company policy. If someone files a complaint it has to be investigated. I'm sure Mr. Raymond will deny everything and of course they will believe him because he is the big company hero having won the contract. To prove his innocence he will have no choice but to fire you for... well... being sexually aggressive and trying to come on to him."

"I never did any such thing," Sheri replied almost shouting.

"It doesn't matter," Frank continued. "It will come down to your word against Mr. Raymond's. I mean everyone saw the provocative way you were dressed yesterday and it's no secret that you went with him to his club last night. We all know what goes on in that club. Anyway, that's why I wanted to talk to you. I can help you keep your job."

They stepped out of the elevator into the lobby. Sheri turned to him with an angry look on her face.

"No one is going to file a complaint because nothing happened," Sheri insisted. "Mr. Raymond will confirm that. Last night was just a drink."

"Hey, it's not me you have to convince. I know how these things work. Mr. Raymond will sell you down the river in a heartbeat if he thinks headquarters is going to investigate the complaint."

Sheri looked up at Frank with a concerned look on her face. She didn't want to take any chances.

"Then what do you suggest I do? I'm innocent. "

"Why don't you let me give you a ride home and we'll talk about it."

Sheri had taken the bus so a ride would be welcome. She nodded her head. They got into the car. Frank explained what he could do on the ride to her place.

"So here's the deal, Sheri. The complaint will go in the trash can and I'll deal with the employee making it. She's a bitch and has been after Mr. Raymond more than once, but I have something on her. She won't cause any more trouble. In return you have to do something for me."

Frank put his hand on her thigh and patted it.

"What are you doing?" Sheri said nervously putting her hand over his to pull it away. "I'm not that kind of girl."

Frank pulled up in front of her apartment building and cut the engine.

"Of course not, Sheri, but if I help you then you need to help me. It's only fair," he told her. He let her think about that for a few seconds before continuing. "You know, Sheri, you drive me and every other guy in the office crazy by wearing those tight pants. I'm not complaining. You're beautiful. I was just wondering..."

"I'm not going to let you fuck me," Sheri blurted out defiantly. "Look, I'll give you a blowjob. It's a one-time deal... take it or leave it."

"Whoa, just a sec," Frank replied putting up his hands. "I appreciate the offer and if that's what you really want to do I would be flattered to say the least, but..."

Frank paused before continuing. Sheri took that as a sign of his acceptance of her offer and reached down to unbuckle his pants. Frank played along until she was about to put his already hard cock in her mouth. There would be time for that later, he thought, but right now he wanted to get a birds-eye view and some photos of the finest set of buns he had encountered during all his ass hunting days.

"Wait," Frank objected pulling her head away. "That is not what I had in mind. Honest. I just wanted to take some pictures."

Sheri sat up and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"What kind of pictures?"

"Oh, they would be very professional and I'm very discreet," Frank explained trying to sound innocent. "You're so beautiful that I have this crazy desire to capture you through a lens. It's my hobby."

"Do I have to take my clothes off?"

"A woman's real beauty should not be hidden behind fabrics," Frank explained, "But as I said, they'll be very professional and stylish."

"How do I know I can trust you," Sheri asked with a hint of suspicion in her voice. "Are these going to end up all over the internet?"

"No. They are just for me. You'll have to take my word for that."

Sheri thought about what he was asking. She wore tiny thong bikinis all the time on the beach and had even gone topless during a trip to Europe. It really wasn't much different than that. If that was all she needed to do then what would be the harm? Even if they ended up on the internet it was a lot different than a video of her getting double fucked.

"Okay. You promise to take care of my little problem at work if I let you do this?"

"I promise," Frank lied. "I have my camera in the trunk. We can go up to your place and I'll do it now if that's okay."

Sheri agreed. The sooner this was over the better. They took the elevator up to her apartment. Sheri offered Frank a glass of wine and had one herself. She would need to loosen up a little before posing nude in front of a camera.

"Why don't we take a few pictures with your clothes on," Frank suggested. "It'll be kind of a warm-up."

Frank began clicking away. Sheri looked at him strangely and shrugged her shoulders. He followed her around taking pictures. Sheri poured another glass. She leaned back on the counter as he clicked away. She turned around and bent over stretching her pants around the curves of her tight ass. That was when she first realized that posing for him was exciting her.

Sheri had a third glass of wine. Frank suggested she open her blouse and remove her bra. She did so without hesitation. He clicked away while she struck several provocative poses. She removed her blouse and he snapped a series of her perfect breasts and a few close-ups of her swollen nipples which were about to explode from the excitement surging through her body.

Frank asked her to unzip the front of her pants. After a few poses like that Sheri, without prompting, lowered her pants exposing her swollen pussy which puffed out from between her legs like a shaved peach. Looking at the camera, Sheri moved a fingertip up and down her slit until it was wet with her juices. She then rubbed it over her nipple, all the time staring at the camera. Frank moved closer to capture it all, including the orgasmic look on her face.

This had gone way beyond Frank's expectations. His cock was about to rip through his pants and his balls were throbbing. He decided that he had better get to his objective soon... her ass... and then take it from there. Frank asked her to step out of her pants.

Sheri was now naked from head to toe. He clicked several of her posing like a model and then asked her to turn around. This was the part of her anatomy he was most interested in seeing. Her naked ass was even more magnificent than he had imagined. She leaned forward on her elbows tilting her butt into the air and looking back at him over her shoulder with an expression of a girl with a cock up her ass.

Franks' heart was beating hard. Sweat had formed on his forehead. He asked her to get on the counter on her hands and knees. Sheri drained another glass of wine. Any inhibitions she may have had were gone. She loved posing for the camera. She wanted to make love to the camera, or more accurately, she wanted to fuck the camera. She forgot all about Frank.

Sheri climbed on the counter and put on a show that had Frank's head spinning. She dropped to her elbows pushing her ass into the air exposing not only her perfectly plump heart shaped buns but also her dripping pussy which puffed out between her thighs. She rotated her ass and pussy in a fucking motion. Frank moved closer. Beads of cunt juice clung to the petals peeking out from her gash. He zoomed in on her tight pink rosebud. He moved his nose close enough to smell her essence. That's when it happened.