1. The Boss Lady Part II-Rewrite


    Date: 2/20/2017, Categories: Fiction, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Hardcore, Job / Office Sex, Straight Sex, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Author: jhw86, Source: sexstories.com

    Author’s Note: This is a rewrite of a story that I wrote some time ago. It was my first multipart story, in fact so, before you start reading, there’s some things that I’d like for you to know. First, this story is not meant to be racist in any way. As you read, you will notice that there is some mention of color, but this story was not written with the intention to be derogatory towards either character when it comes to their race. This story, like all of my stories, serves to assuage certain stresses and anxieties within my life. It is fictitious closure for me. In this case, my boss, who is quite similar to Anita, is the topic of frustration that I’m fictionalizing. This story is not based on truth. It is merely a “what if” scenario. Please enjoy, comment, and vote. I’d love to hear your feedback! Thank you… --NL P.S. I do not yet know how this story ends, and for that, I apologize. The Boss Lady: Part II Anita Jensen moaned into Jack’s mouth when the palms of his hands touched her sensitive breasts. His hands were warm against her supple flesh. He started to squeeze them, gently at first, but as their make out session got hotter and heavier, so did the pressure in which he squeezed her tits. She loved it; she loved the attention. He felt his hand pull back, and then his fingertips grabbed her pierced nipples. He pinched them and she squealed and pulled her lips from his. “Oh fuck, I love to have my nipples pinched! Do it harder!” Jack listened to his boss, continuing to ...
    pinch, pull and knead her half-inch long nipples. They were surrounded by half-dollar sized areolas that were the color of dark chocolate. Listening to his boss basically beg him to pinch her tits, Jack stopped for a moment, and looked up at her. Her eyes were closed, and she had a look of pleasure on her face that he could not have imagined her ever making without seeing it for himself. The look was hypnotizing. It was mesmerizing, and he could not stop staring at her brown face that was in total contrast to the color of his own. He shook himself from his reverie and asked, “What the fuck are we doing, Anita?” “You know what we are doing Jack,” she said, with lustful hunger in her voice. “I’m getting ready to fuck you like no white woman ever has!” She got up off of him, and told him to stand up. He did, and she grabbed him by the hand, walking him slowly up the stairs, and towards her master bedroom. Once there, Anita pushed him onto the king sized bed, and started to slowly unbutton his shirt. She told him to lift up off of the bed, and she pulled it off of him. Jack was no god in the physique department, but he was by no means fat, and Anita seemed pleased at what she saw, so Jack was thankful for that. She moved down lower and started to unbuckle his pants. He could tell by her rushed movements that she was eager to see what was under his khakis. She unbuttoned and unzipped them, pulling them down, along with his black boxer briefs in one swift motion. Once freed, Jack’s ...
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