Your fat cock pushed into me from behind. You knew immediately that you had just destroyed your marriage. My tight pussy stretched beyond ever before; a cock had never been deeper. I’d never had a man your age before. The gray on your temples made you look sexy. My asshole was still tingling from moments ago when you serviced my starfish. My young suitors would never have ventured there. The slapping of your pelvis against my ass echoed in the law library.
This library was where I first saw your magnificent cock as it was plunging in and out of your wife and law partner. It was after hours, and you thought all the associates had gone home. I had fallen asleep in the corner of the nook when I woke up to see my boss dropping her panties and bending over this same table I was now bent over.
Your wife was a stunning redhead even at fifty years of age. Her small tits still looked firm as you squeezed them in your hands. Enchanting, fiery red hair covered her pussy. Dark spots on her panties revealed that they were soaked. Her glasses precariously hung off her nose as you pounded her from behind. You stood on your tiptoes as she had long legs and was 6’0″ tall.
My boss was a no-nonsense woman and was the smartest person I knew. She rarely smiled, and when she spoke, everyone listened. But the sounds coming from her mouth as you fucked her were animalistic, guttural, and vulgar.
I kept quiet as I watched with awe. How could anyone take such a magnificent cock as yours inside them? I was only twenty-five, and I’d seen my share of cocks, but nothing like yours. Your cock was dark black, and I assumed you were uncircumcised because I hadn’t seen it in a flaccid state, but the way your cock didn’t seem fully stretched out showed the foreskin hadn’t completely uncovered the head.
Your skin was light brown, and your face was smooth and handsome. Your mother was a housekeeper with dark black skin. She lived in southern Alabama and was poor. She brought you and your four younger siblings up on her own. Your father was a white gardener who worked for the same family as your mother. He was married, and your mother was his side piece. Your mother married another man when you were two and had your four younger siblings with him. Someone shot and killed him when you were ten, forcing you to help raise your brothers and sisters.
You went to Morehouse, a traditional Black college in Atlanta, and then earned your law degree at Harvard. This was where you met your wife and law partner.
Maggie, your wife, was from old money, rich industrialists related to the Rockefellers. Her courtship and marriage to you were scandalous because of your poor background and the color of your skin. Maggie didn’t care, as she loved you dearly and, after twenty-five years of marriage and two kids in law school, still loved you just as much.
When she found out that you were fucking me, your marriage would be over. She had already warned you about me. She knew I was after you and your enormous cock.
You had always been faithful to your wife, and you still had an active and healthy sex life. But I was devious, and when I saw something I wanted, I got it.
I’m Julia, a spoiled, rich, blonde, white girl with a killer body. I’d just graduated from law school by fucking my way through the professors, men and women. I would have never made it through on my merit except for my sexual prowess. I paid another to take the bar for me.
My family thought that I was a jewel of a person. But I was a conniving bitch who would do anything to get my way or just have fun taking someone down a notch or two. I’d used my womanly wares to achieve my goals. Right then, my goal was to destroy everything that Maggie had, as she had figured me out and wanted me gone.
My nipples were raw from rubbing against the rough wooden tabletop as you pounded me from behind. I’d been having multiple orgasms, partly from your enormous cock ripping in and out of me, but mostly because I knew I’d won and was destroying this law firm, Maggie, and your marriage.
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On my first day on the job, you assigned me as Maggie’s main associate. As soon as she saw me, she looked at me with disgust. She thought I dressed too provocatively for the office, and she was jealous of my youth and beauty. My breasts were much bigger and firmer than hers, and my short pencil skirt stretched tightly across my perfect ass. She figured out right away that I didn’t know what I was doing and was a bullshitter.
I immediately flirted with all the men in the firm and got them to help me with my tasks. A few blow jobs and hand jobs were used to get them to do my bidding. The best part was that her personal secretary hated her too, and it only took one pussy eating session to get her to tell me everything she knew.
My first move was to wait until you went into the men’s room. I cracked the door open to see if you were at the sink washing your hands. You were, so I barged in, apologizing about my urgent need to pee and explaining the women’s bathroom was full. I went into the stall directly behind you. I noticed you watching in the mirror as I did not shut the stall door. I hiked my skirt up over my hips and pushed my panties down to my ankles.
I know you could hear my heavy stream of pee hit the water. I moaned a sigh of relief, then looked you in the eye in the mirror. I slowly spread my legs, and I watched you lick your lips. With one hand, I raked my fingernails through my blonde bush. I shaped my bush into a large triangle, and I kept the hair fairly long. I spread my pussy open with two fingers from my other hand.
I let out a moan when I sank two fingers inside my cunt hole. The thumb of the same hand rubbed over my small clit. You didn’t move; you watched me for a good five minutes until I had an intense orgasm. Your hands must have been waterlogged by now. I wiped my fingers on toilet paper and wiped the pee residue from my puss. I pulled up my panties as I stood and then straightened my skirt out. I stood next to you at the adjacent sink and washed my hands.
You left first, and I followed immediately behind you to make sure no one saw us exit the men’s room together. Despite this maneuver, the rumor mill was buzzing with talk of your infidelity.
Two days later, when you were having lunch alone in your office, I knocked on your door. I was wearing a sheer white blouse with a thin black bra. You could see the outline of my large areolas and my fat nipples. My pencil skirt was dark grey with pinstripes. Sheer black stockings with a black stripe down the back adorned my legs.
You cleared your throat, took your glasses off, and asked me what you could do for me. I explained I came to apologize for my rude behavior in the bathroom the other day. You said it was quite all right. “Just don’t let it happen again.”
I expressed my gratitude for your understanding, but stated I deserved punishment. You, flabbergasted, asked what punishment I envisioned. I explained that at boarding school, the headmaster would bend us over his knee and spank us. Of course, that was a lie, as I went to public school.
I walked over to you and spun your chair out from under your desk. I could see that you had already started to tent. I leaned over your lap, and you raised your arms to give me clearance. I lay across your lap, and I pulled my skirt up to my waist. You stared at my bare white ass cheeks as I was wearing a very tiny thong and a garter belt.
You stammered something about this being inappropriate, and I answered that twenty whacks would be appropriate. I looked up at you and begged you to proceed. One of your hands held me on the small of my back. The other rubbed both of my firm butt cheeks. You gave each cheek a hearty squeeze before your hand came down hard on my right cheek.
I jerked, as it was harder than I thought it would be. It stung, and I wiggled in your lap, but you held me steady. You spanked my other bare cheek just as hard, if not harder. I cried out in pain. I felt your hard cock pressing against my stomach. Your hand rained down on my ass cheeks, spanking me hard and fast. I was sobbing when by the time the twentieth stroke landed on my red and blistered ass.
You helped me up and asked me to leave. I walked out of your office with tears flowing down my face. My mascara had run down my cheeks, and the back of my skirt was still above my ass. Your executive assistant and two other ladies were outside your office. I gave them a little wink as I strolled down the hall.
A week later, word had traveled throughout the office about the two of us. You asked me to meet you in the law library at 2:00 PM. I texted your wife to meet me there at 2:45.
I was just in my sheer black panties and bra when you walked in. I was standing with my back to you at the same table I watched you fuck your wife on.
You said nothing as you spun me around. You unhooked my bra, and it fell to the floor. You gazed upon my huge, lily-white breasts for the first time. You hungrily sucked and mauled each breast. I unbuckled your belt. I tugged your pants down to your ankles.
Your hands pressed down slightly on the tops of my shoulders as you guided me down until my knees were on the floor. I was panting heavily because I knew how big your black cock was.
I pushed your boxers down to below your knees. My assumption proved correct: you were not circumcised. My thumb and forefinger could not touch as I wrapped my hand around the base of your cock. My lips nibbled the loose foreskin on the end of your cock. My mouth pushed the skin back, and the head slipped into my mouth.
I sucked on the head as I jerked you off. Your cock thickened and grew to its full ten inches. You grabbed me by my hair and stood me up. You bent me over the big, rough wooden table. My nipples pressed against the hardwood. My panties were roughly pulled down to my ankles.
Your hands spread my ass cheeks, and you stuck your nose into my vulva. You licked my pink entrance and up to my anus. Your tongue twirled around my starfish, which drove me crazy. I felt your cockhead rubbing up and down my slippery slit. The head pushed between my folds and into my entrance. I was shaking with anticipation.
Your fat cock pushed into me from behind. You knew immediately that you had just destroyed your marriage. My tight pussy was stretched beyond ever before; a cock had never been deeper. I cried out in ecstasy. My nipples scraped against the rough table as you mercifully fucked my tight pussy from behind. I couldn’t stop cumming as I could feel every vein in your cock pressing hard against my soft inner walls.
Your wife walked in right on schedule, in time to see you pull out and your white creamy cum flow out of my pussy.
It’s been two years since our first fuck. I have been your wife for six months now. You work hard every day as the only principal of your new law firm. I stay home by the pool and shop online while our help cleans, cooks, and brings me drinks.
