The Assistant: Midnight Booty

It’s been about a week since my visit to Stacy’s shop and what week its been. Amy has introduced me to most of the duties expected of me and so far I haven’t found them that demanding. I have to sort out her files and things, have the right documents ready for her meetings. All the normal things you would expect an assistant to do. In addition to these responsibilities I also have to satisfy her sexual urges whenever she wants. So for the past week I’ve been under her desk with my head buried between her thighs eating cunt as she does her paperwork or she’s been bent over her desk as I fuck her hard. It’s been a busy first week but I still found time to have a quick shag with Emma. I would sneak up behind her, reach under her dress and slip a finger into her slit before having a quick hard fuck where ever she was.

And so I’m glad that I can have some time to myself. I’m sprawled out on the big, thick, luxurious leather coach watching some late night T.V. I have the sound turned down quite low as it is just past 12 and I don’t want to wake anyone. Suddenly there is a gentle tap on the door. I get up, wondering who it could be at this hour, and open the door. On the other side stands a black beauty, about my height with long dark hair cascading onto her shoulders. “I hope I haven’t come at an inconvenient time, sir.” She says, holding a thin silk robe close to her.
“No, please come in and call me John.” I reply with a smile. She walks elegantly into the room and stands silently in the middle as I shut the door. I sit back down on the coach and offer her a seat.
“No, I’d rather stand for the moment. Mr Thomas, John, there has been talk among some of the staff that you have been fucking not just Miss Marshal but some of the staff as well. Some say that they have seen you fucking Emma on the dinning room table, among other places. Is this true?” she says with serious and straight face. I’m taken aback by her forwardness and it takes me a moment to compose myself before I can answer her.
“Umm… yes that is correct.” As I answer a smile spreads across her face and she says,
“I hoped that would be your answer.” She suddenly opens her robe and lets it fall to the floor. My cock twitches and begins to stir. “You see I’m a bit of a nymphomaniac and I need to have sex constantly. Unfortunately, as you are aware, there are not many men around here. Don’t get me wrong I love having sex with women and Miss Marshal has shown me things that I would never had known but nothing beats the feeling of a pulsating cock buried inside me. So I was wondering if you would fuck me too.”

As I sit stunned I looking at the naked beauty in front of me my cock is getting harder by the minute. I look her up and down. She is about my height with long dark hair. Her breasts are quite large and firm with her large brown nipples standing to attention waiting to be sucked. She has a nice flat stomach which leads down to a slightly hairy pussy. I stand up and move to her. I bring my hand and put it on her cheek, feeling her soft, smooth skin. I lean in and place a light kiss on her lips. She tastes of fruit, tropical fruit. She must be wearing lipgloss. “I take it that means yes.” She giggles. I don’t answer but instead bring my hands to her chest and cup her lovely and firm tits. I softly stroke them feeling their fullness in my hands before I begin to delicately kneed them. I lightly brush the tips of her nipples with my thumbs, sending a shiver down her body as she lets out a soft moan. I lower my mouth to her breasts and take one of her nipples into my mouth and run my tongue over it as I eagerly suck on it. I suck harder and harder as I continue to trace my tongue over her hard nub of sensitive flesh. She puts her hand on the back of my head burying me between her fleshy mounds.

After a while of me sucking her tits and her squashing my face into them, she pushes me back before dropping to her knees. She runs her hand over the bulge in the front of my jeans and says, “Hmm what have you got for me here?” She proceeds to undo my belt and pulls down my jeans, leaving only my tented boxers. She moves forward and starts to kiss, lick and suck on my cock through the material. Running her tongue up and down it making a large wet patch on the material. She hooks her thumbs in the top of the boxers and in one fluid motion she pulls them down. My cock bounces up and slaps on to my stomach. She places a hand at the base of my cock and looks up at me and licks her lips seductively. She slides the index finger of her free hand into her mouth slowly, erotically sucking it. It has the desired effect and makes my cock swell even more. She removes her finger from her mouth and then slowly and sensually slides it down the underside of my dick and then bringing it back up again. She does this over and over, on the underside, the sides and on top of my dick, sucking it back into her mouth when it dries.

I am driven wild by this slow, deliberate teasing. I’m breathing heavily and am moving my hips forwards trying desperately to enter her mouth but every time she moves back with a playful grin. As she continues to tease me I become hotter and hotter, desperate to feel her warm, wet mouth on my cock. When she finally thinks I have suffered enough she sticks out her tongue and teasingly flicks the end of my throbbing cock. I let out a lustful sigh as I feel her warm tongue touch my dick, waiting for her to take me into her mouth. I feel her lips close of my swollen head and gently suck. She starts to take more of my cock into her mouth, softly sucking on it. I look down at her, watching my white cock sliding in and out of her black face. I notice that her hand is between her thighs as she feverishly. A sight that I find very erotic and makes me hotter. She starts to bob her head faster, as she continues to suck and lick my shaft. After a couple of minutes I feel the cum begin to churn in my balls. It is not going to long until I’m going to cover that pretty face with my white spunk. This image pushes me even closer to the edge.

She must sense that I’m getting really close as she suddenly stops and pulls back, releasing my cock. She brings her hand from between her legs to her lips and sucks them clean with a soft moan. Watching this black beauty enjoying her own taste so much makes my cock twitch. She then stands up and jumps up onto the edge of the pool table and looks at me with her dark eyes and barks, “Fuck me hard you horny bastard.” How can I guy refuse that, so I quickly take off my remaining clothes and step between her spread legs. I rub the tip of my cock down her slit to tease her, but she is in no mood to be teased. She wraps her legs around me waist and pulls me to her, impaling herself onto my swollen cock. I begin to thrust in and out of her violently as she moans louder and louder. “Yes. YES! Fuck me. Fuck me harder, harder. I’m a dirty whore who needs to be fucked hard.” She had brought herself to the brink of orgasm while she finger fucked herself so it does not take long for her cunt to spasm and contract around my throbbing dick. She lets out a high pitch moan and she writhes on the table as her orgasm over powers her. I feel my own cum build up as I continue to pound in and out of her contracting pussy. Suddenly I feel the cum flowing out of me cock and into her cunt. She feels me pumping my seed deep within her and she moans even more.

I pull out of her as my cock begins slowly deflate. She looks up at me with a smile and says, “That was fun but we’re not done yet big boy.” With that she jumps down off the table and onto her knees, and taking my cock into her mouth she goes about cleaning it of our juices until she has brought it back to life and it is strain to fuck her again. She stands up and with a mischievous grin says, “Wait right here.” She starts to walk to the connecting to my bed room but stops half way. She turns to face me and shows me the streak of cum running down her thigh. She grins at me before reaching down and runs her finger up, co
llecting the cum. She puts her fin
ger to her mouth and licks it clean making sure I can see her tongue twirling around her finger. She then turns and walks out of the door.

Moments later she returned carrying a small tube of something. She got down on her knees in front of me and opened the tube of what looked like lube and began to apply it to my cock, all the while saying, “I’m such a dirty little whore. I love to fuck. I’ve fuck most of my life and I love it. The feeling of a nice hard cock stuffed inside of me, stretching me, filling me completely. But do you know what I like most of all? I love to be fuck up the ass. It makes me feel like such filthy slut to allow a guy to pound my ass and what’s more enjoy it. Do you want to fuck my ass John? Do you want to ram your cock up my tight hole and fill it with your spunk.” All I can do is moan my approval. My cock is throbbing with her gently hands and her dirty talking. She then stands up and goes to the pool table once more and bends over. She reaches round and spreads her cheeks. She looks over at me and says, “Come on. Fuck your bitch in the ass.”

I walk behind her and place the tip of my cock on her puckered hole. I slowly insert my prick into her tight brown hole. I take my time as not to hurt her. Her ass is really tight and the feeling of it squeezing my cock is sensational. Shortly I have all of my cock in her ass and I begin to slowly move out. “Stop being gently and fuck me. Fuck me hard. Ram my shitter. Pound me like the dirty slut I am.” Hearing this I pick up the pace and begin to fuck her harder and faster. The feeling is amazing. It feels as if I’m going to rip her to shreds and the feeling of power this gives me is so erotic that I just ram my meat up her ass so much harder. “Oh yeah fuck me you bastard. Ummmmm that’s the way I like it. Hard and fast. Fuck me, fuck your filthy, perverted whore.” Her dirty talking is driving me crazy and my cock swells even more. As I fuck her, she is fucking her cunt with her fingers while she rubs her clit.

I fuck her hard for almost half an hour, occasionally giving her firm ass a slap getting a groan from her. She is furiously fucking herself by now and she is no longer talking coherently but rather an endless stream of moans and babble. Suddenly she screams in pleasure as she cums, covering her hand in her juices, which drip down her thigh on to the floor. As she cums her ass contracts around me making it even tighter. I am able to thrust a few more times before I grab her hips tightly and slam all the way into her shooting my hot seed deep into her bowels. As my cum ends her ass is still holding tightly onto me. My cock goes soft inside her and I am still unable to move. Eventually she relaxes and I am able to pull out of her. I collapse on the sofa and look at her lying motionless on the pool table. Eventually she begins to stir. She stands up and picks up her dressing gown and puts it open. She walks over to me, leans down and kisses me. She then whispers in my ear, “Thanks. This ass is yours and you can screw your bitch whenever you want.” With that she heads towards the door. It is then that I realise I still don’t know her name. “Wait. What’s your name?” As she opens the door she turns with a smile a says, “My name is Anita, but you can call me bitch, slut or whore. Which ever you prefer.” Then she is gone. I look at the clock and see that it is almost three thirty. I’m going to be shattered tomorrow. I just hope I’m not going to be fucking. Yeah right.