When she started at her new job my Girlfriend had nothing about complaints about her boss. How he was a jerk. How he kept looking at her. How much she hated him.
She hasn’t complained in weeks, and while I’m happy that she’s satisfied I just wish she’d spend more time at home. I haven’t seen her in so long, so I decided to go visit her.
And seeing them together I was sure something was going on. They were too close. They were too friendly for people that were supposed to hate each other. I had to come back late and night when no one else was there to be sure.
To watch him and her together. To see that jerk bend my girlfriend to his will. To make her submit to him and give her everything to him.
I’m paralyzed, unable to look away.
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His hands unbuckled his pants and dropped them to his knees. His voice was stern and firm, an order, “Get on your fucking knees.”
She dropped before him, her breathing coming heavy and raspy through her lips. Her eyes looked up at him as her hands went to his boxers and tugged them down.
His hard and thick cock fell out there, bouncing and bobbing in front of her. He was big and thick, hanging heavy and weaving back and forth as he entranced her. It was like she was hypnotized, each sway of his cock drawing her closer and closer to him.
She only broke eye contact with his cock to look up at him as she took it into her mouth. His hand reached out to stroke her hair and tug her forward as his hips drove his cock into her, spearing her lips open and burying his cock inside of her.
I watched entranced as he fucked her mouth, slowly but surely pistoning his cock in and out of her mouth as the heat in her got higher and higher. Her face was flush with need, her whole body tensing as she stared up at him with this look of pure submission in her eyes. His cock moved faster and faster, as her body trembled and shook with the effort of taking him in.
When he pulled back she was gasping for air but he didn’t let up. His hands tangled in her hair as he pulled her head back, angling it up to look at him. She moaned and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she took his cock in her hands. She stroked up and down his length while he spoke to her.
“You like sucking dick don’t you?” He said with a sneer.
She moaned and nodded lightly in response, and he gripped her hair tighter and ordered her through clenched teeth, “Say it.”
“I like sucking cock,” she confessed, her hands desperately jacking up and down his shaft while she went on, “I love it. I love your cock. It’s so big and thick and I love feeling it inside of my mouth. I love the way you fuck my mouth. I love the way you dominate me.”
“Do you want to get fucked?” he asked.
Her cry was powerful and harsh, “I do. I need it.”
“Make me believe it,” he said, releasing her and letting her mouth fly to his cock.
“I want you to fuck me,” she confessed between mouthfuls of his cock, “I need it. I need to feel you inside of me. I need this thick fucking dick spreading me open and filling me up.”
“How long have you needed it for?” he asked.
“Since the first moment I saw it,” she told him, “I’ve needed it since that time you took me into your office to discipline me and you took out your cock. God, I’ve ached for it. I was yours that day.”