Straight Female / 26
As of today, I've been with my small company for five years. I consider myself, skinny and average but with a nice ass, as I have been told. I suspect I am oversexed a bit because I spend a lot of time masturbating, sometimes to porn. My little brother did it and I caught him dozens of times before I slowly took the habit to myself. I bought half a dozen dildos, one gigantic.
The senior vice president, Zack, was also one of the company partners that started the company and we threw him a retirement party combined with his 62nd birthday. During the party I went to the women's room and Zack followed me in, surprising me. We were always friendly for years but this was a shock. He was a tall guy, not quite handsome, but sort of youthful for 62. Once in a while his wife came into the office, a nice looking woman.
He pulled me into a stall, closed the little door and said, "Don't be frightened," and took out his enlarged cock which did frighten me. Not that it was very long but it was as thick around as a standard beer can with a head on it that resembled a helmet from Star Wars. He fished (as I later learned) $500 out of his pocket. My head was spinning and Zack said, "We don't have much time but I have been dreaming about bending you over for yeas, dear heart. Trust me, it won't hurt and the money is just for your inconvenience. In seconds I looked at that thick cock and tried to wrap a hand around it but could not. He repeated, "Don't be frightened."
He put his money in my bag on the floor and went to his knees, lifting my skirt, pulled my panties aside and started sucking and licking my crotch. I kept saying, "We'd better not" and "This is not the time and place." In actuality, I was dying to get that monster into my vagina. In fact, I had even bigger dildos in there in the past. I thought of the money in my bag and pulled down my panties and bent over the toilet bowl. Zack wasted no time slid it all into my now dripping vagina and stopped humping only when we heard someone walk into the women's room, where he was afraid to even breathe.
The additional suspense made me start coming with Zack still inside me, my vagina twitched, compressing his thickness, as he stifled moans. I also moaned and one of the women said, "Are you o.k. in there?" I said, "I'll be o.k. in just a minute." They left and Zack continued to fuck me hard and fast. I was amazed by his stamina. "This is wonderful, better than I thought it would be. Your pussy is delicious, dear girl. See, it doesn't hurt, right?" He said, and I answered, "No, no." Then he began to breathe hard and pulled out his cock. It made a loud slurping noise as it lunged out of me then began to shoot an unreal, large sperm load on the small white tile floor.
For the next year or so, Zack would see me for nooners and at other times, always paying me some money that I never asked for...so actually I did not really do it for the money. It was always good and I looked for more until Zack and his wife moved down to Florida. He was addicted to doing me doggy-style. He never got enough,
The senior vice president, Zack, was also one of the company partners that started the company and we threw him a retirement party combined with his 62nd birthday. During the party I went to the women's room and Zack followed me in, surprising me. We were always friendly for years but this was a shock. He was a tall guy, not quite handsome, but sort of youthful for 62. Once in a while his wife came into the office, a nice looking woman.
He pulled me into a stall, closed the little door and said, "Don't be frightened," and took out his enlarged cock which did frighten me. Not that it was very long but it was as thick around as a standard beer can with a head on it that resembled a helmet from Star Wars. He fished (as I later learned) $500 out of his pocket. My head was spinning and Zack said, "We don't have much time but I have been dreaming about bending you over for yeas, dear heart. Trust me, it won't hurt and the money is just for your inconvenience. In seconds I looked at that thick cock and tried to wrap a hand around it but could not. He repeated, "Don't be frightened."
He put his money in my bag on the floor and went to his knees, lifting my skirt, pulled my panties aside and started sucking and licking my crotch. I kept saying, "We'd better not" and "This is not the time and place." In actuality, I was dying to get that monster into my vagina. In fact, I had even bigger dildos in there in the past. I thought of the money in my bag and pulled down my panties and bent over the toilet bowl. Zack wasted no time slid it all into my now dripping vagina and stopped humping only when we heard someone walk into the women's room, where he was afraid to even breathe.
The additional suspense made me start coming with Zack still inside me, my vagina twitched, compressing his thickness, as he stifled moans. I also moaned and one of the women said, "Are you o.k. in there?" I said, "I'll be o.k. in just a minute." They left and Zack continued to fuck me hard and fast. I was amazed by his stamina. "This is wonderful, better than I thought it would be. Your pussy is delicious, dear girl. See, it doesn't hurt, right?" He said, and I answered, "No, no." Then he began to breathe hard and pulled out his cock. It made a loud slurping noise as it lunged out of me then began to shoot an unreal, large sperm load on the small white tile floor.
For the next year or so, Zack would see me for nooners and at other times, always paying me some money that I never asked for...so actually I did not really do it for the money. It was always good and I looked for more until Zack and his wife moved down to Florida. He was addicted to doing me doggy-style. He never got enough,
