Employee of the Month Ch. 04

For two weeks, Leslie happily fucked and sucked Roger, Barry, Eric, Matt, and myself — the five “judges” for our as-of-yet fictional Employee of the Month calendar — as much and as often as we wanted. As much as we hated to, we thought I should talk to her before our dicks fell off. After making some phone calls, it was finally time.

Leslie walked into my office wearing a short black pencil skirt and a shiny, almost transparent shirt unbuttoned well past her cleavage.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yeah, close the door and have a seat.” She nervously did as asked. “So, I’ve got some news about the calendar.”

“Oh. Okay. So, um, did I…did I get the centerfold?” she asked with a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

I leaned back in my chair. “Well…” She was on the edge of her seat wide-eyed. “Yes.”

“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I…I can’t believe it!” she squealed.

“There’s something else.”

She froze. “Something else?”

I nodded. “We all got together. Leslie, you were head and shoulders above the other girls.” I paused. She stopped breathing. “You’re going to be the only one in the calendar.”

It took a second for it to sink in. “Whaaaaaaaat?!”

“Every month will have your photo. The centerfold will be you. It’ll be all you.”

“I…I…” She was trying to take it all in. “All me? The whole calendar?” I nodded. “I…I don’t believe it! I…I don’t believe it!” She raced around the desk and wrapped her arms around my neck. “Thank you thank you thank you!” She squealed while she planted kisses on my cheeks.

I laughed. “Okay! Okay! Okay! Ha ha ha!” I gently pushed her away. “We’ve got to get some photos taken. We’ll do it at 5:30 Friday down in the photo studio. You cool with that?”

She nodded her head. “Friday at 5:30. Absolutely!”

I told her to bring some of her to bring some every day clothes, some of her slutty office clothes, some lingerie if she had it, and a couple of bikinis. She peppered my face with kisses, thanked me again, and floated out of my office on a cloud.

“I’ve got to call momma!” she said gleefully.

Friday at 5:30 Leslie came bouncing into the photo studio. I introduced her to the photographer Steve and Todd the videographer.

“You’re going to video tape this?” she asked quizzically.

I nodded. “Absolutely. Have you seen how some of those men’s magazines do behind-the-scenes videos during a photoshoot? Same thing here.”

“Oh! Okay. That makes sense.” For an employee of the Month calendar? It made no sense at all. But, to our dimwitted secretary, it made perfect sense.

Steve took a few shots of her in her torn jeans and casual t-shirt.

POP POP

He took a few more in her office slut clothes.

POP POP

She took a lot more in her bikini.

POP POP POP

When she left for another change of clothes, Steve leaned into me.

“Damn she’s got a tight little body!”

I smiled. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

She came skipping out in a baby blue lacy blue with matching g-string, garter belt, stockings, and high heels.

“Fuck me,” Steve muttered under his breath.

She held her arms out and spun around. “How’s this?”

I gave her the “okay” hand gesture. “Perfect, Leslie. That’s perfect.”

“Oh goodie!”

Steve took a lot of pictures while she wore that.

POP POP POP

She left for one more change of clothes. A few minutes later she walked out with a baby doll, see through negligee, thong panties, and that was it.

Steve looked at me. “She works outside of your office.” I nodded. “Lucky bastard.”

Leslie gleefully posed without a care in the world while Steve and Todd tried to concentrate on their jobs and not their boners.

POP! POP! POP!

Eventually, I stopped them. “Okay, now let’s get some nude shots.” Everything stopped.

“Nude? Like, naked?” she asked.

I nodded. “Well, yeah. Why?”

She hesitated. “Well…isn’t this, you know, going to be handed out in the, you know, office?”

“Sure. But, I’ve been thinking about it. What if we sent one with, you know, some nude shots to some of those men’s magazines. And the video. I mean, hey, you never know.”

She gasped. “Oh my gosh! You think so?”

I nodded. “I do. I really do.”

“Oh my goodness!” The negligee went flying over her head and off to the side. The thong followed it.

“Wow,” Todd said under his breath.

Leslie danced around the photo stage without a care in the world.

POP POP POP

I stopped the shoot. “Okay, stop. Hang on for a second.” I leaned into Steve. “Keep going. Keep taking the pictures. Don’t you bahis şirketleri fucking stop,” I whispered in his ear. I walked towards Leslie. “Now it’s time to take some pictures of what you’re really good at,” I said with a devilish look.

Leslie was confused. “What’s that?”

“Sucking and fucking cock,” I hissed.

“Sucking and…wait…what?!”

I grinned a crooked grin. “Why don’t you get on your knees? Let’s give your fans what they really want to see.” The camera flashed and caught the profile of my massive trouser snake when it fell out of my slacks. Leslie’s eyes grew wide. “Why don’t you show me what a nasty little secretary does with a tool like this?”

Any worries she had disappeared. She reached out and grabbed my veiny shaft. “Mmmmmm,” she purred. “With pleasure, Mr. Bossman,” she said as she dropped to her knees.

The flash of the camera went POP POP. She stared at the one-eyed beast while she tenderly stroked it. She could feel his energy pulsing through its veins. I gasped when she kissed the tip and rolled her tongue around it. She pointed it at the sky and licked the underside from balls to tip. She sat back on her haunches and stared into my face.

POP POP

She leaned forward and raised up. She skillfully slipped his thick pole into her cleavage and wrapped her fleshy mounds around it. She dropped two long streams of saliva onto his exposed purple tip. The warm liquid slid down it’s shaft and into the darkness. Looking back into my flushed face, Leslie slowly began to slowly rise and fall.

“Do you like that? Does that feel good?” she cooed.

“Oh yeah, very nice,” I moaned.

“I’ll bet you want to cum on my tits. Do you want to cum on my tits?”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You’d love it if you walked out of here covered in cum, wouldn’t you?”

“Mmmmmm, I’d love that,” she said while she continued to bounce.

POP POP

Leslie squeezed her round mounds of flesh together as tightly as possible and I began to pump my hips. My huge pole popped in and out of her cleavage like a gopher from its hole. Each time it appeared, Leslie took it’s purple tip into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it.

It wasn’t long before Mark asked her, “Do you take dictation, Leslie?”

A quizzical look crossed her face. “Ummm, sometimes? Why?”

My lips curled into an evil grin. “Because it’s time you to practice.”

In a flash, I had pulled his throbbing member from her crevice and slipped it through her glossy lips.

POP POP POP

I quickly has his hands on the back of her head pulling her towards me. The tip of my thick rod slammed against the back of her throat again and again. Leslie slurped and hummed while she tried to accommodate my full length. Her own hand was mauling one of her fleshy mounds while the other hand slipped between her legs. Her hand was thumping a steady beat on her angry clit.

“That’s right! Suck my cock! Take it all, goddammit!” I growled while I threw my hips into her face and slammed my massive rod against the back of her mouth. Drool fell from Leslie’s chin onto her incredible globes while she slurped on my manhood.

POP POP POP

Steve watched from the sidelines with a growing bulge in his loose fitting pants as Mark continued the assault on Leslie’s face. Steve’s camera zoomed in for photographs of Leslie pinching her thick, erect nipples. Then it happened. Leslie gurgled and gagged. Her eyes watered. Mark’s head flew back. The flash of the camera lit up the room just as Leslie’s throat took on the shape of Mark’s tool.

My balls bounced off her chin. “Oh fuuuuuuuck!” I moaned.

“Fuck this,” Steve said as he unzipped his pants and set his camera to auto. He looked at Todd. “You just keep recording!”

By the time Steve had reached the pair he had kicked off his loafers and slipped off his pants. His pudgy little pud bounced as he walked towards the us. Leslie didn’t even remove me from her mouth when Steve grabbed her at the waist and pulled her to her feet.

POP POP

He touched his pole to Leslie’s swollen slit and quite unceremoniously shoved it through. His round stomach slammed against Leslie’s heart-shaped ass. She gave a loud yelp at the sudden intrusion. The force of the thrust buried her nose into my toned stomach.

Steve grabbed her ample hips and started to jackhammer away at her snatch. “Goddamn this little bitch is tight!” he announced to the room.

POP POP

Leslie’s body started to tense. Her muffled moans became louder. Steve and I smiled at each other’s sweaty faces.

“Sounds like the slutty secretary is about to cum,” bahis firmaları Steve chuckled.

My thrusts into her face became even more aggressive. “C’mon, you fuckin’ slut. You wanna cum? Hmmmm? You wanna cum?” Leslie moaned and nodded her head as best as she could. I grabbed her hair and drove my thick tool down her throat. “That’s right. Show us what a slutty little secretary looks like when she cums. C’mon, show the camera what you look like when you cum,” he snarled.

POP POP

Two lightning bolts raced up her inner thighs and crashed into her quaking cunt with the force of two locomotives.

“Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmgggggggffffff!”

Her entire body trembled while a stampede of thunder and lightning tore through her body. Her body felt like it was on fire, hotter than it had ever been before. Her throat and slit clamped down on the objects inside them like vice grips. Her mind went blank, filled only with the emotional pleasure that was racing through her body, not the two cocks that were physically filling her.

POP POP

Her body went weak and her legs went wobbly. The only things keeping her from collapsing to the ground were the two rods impaling both ends of her body.

Steve chuckled. “Damn! She went off like a firecracker, didn’t she?!”

I snickered while he continued to fuck her face. “Fuckin’ cunt.”

Steve pulled out of her still spasming slit. “I think it’s time to get this cunt on all fours like the true bitch that she is.”

I pulled out of her face. A string of saliva followed it out until it snapped off and fell across her chin. For the first time in what seemed like hours, Leslie’s throat wasn’t filled with meat.

“Oh, mother Mary and Joseph,” she panted.

I was quickly on my back. My thick column was pointed straight at the sky. I smiled a wicked smile at Leslie. “Time for a lap dance,” I said as I waved my massive wand at her. “You won’t be able to walk for a week when we’re through with you. Now get down here.”

Her cunt turned into a waterfall of slick juices at the thought. She stepped over my tan body and straddled me. She spread her lips and he held my stake steady. She watched my face turn evil as she lowered herself down. A shiver ran up her spine when her open gash touched my hot tip.

POP POP

She gasped with the swollen head slipped through her velvety folds. Just then, a pair of pudgy hands were on her shoulders.

“Sit the fuck down and bend the fuck over! We ain’t got all day!”

Steve shoved her into my lap. It felt like the tip of my tool smacked against her adam’s apple.

“Oh my gosh!” she barked.

Steve laughed and pushed her forward until her fun bags smashed into my chest. He slid forward until his round stomach was touching her ass. She waited to feel him press against her rosebud. But she felt the pressure somewhere else.

“Wait! Wait! Holy moly, wait! You…you…you both can’t fit in there!”

Steve laughed again. “You’d be surprised what’ll fit in there.”

He pressed against her slick slit and my already buried tool. He leaned in. His swollen head slipped in. He leaned in more. In no time, his balls were resting on the underside of my rod.

POP POP

“Oh sweet baby Jesus! Holy moly!” Leslie squealed.

We grabbed her hips and began to pump her snapper full of meat. It was more meat than she’d ever had stuffed in her cunt than ever before. The feeling sent a rush through her body unlike anything she had ever experienced. Soon she was rocking back to meet their thrusts.

“Oh God! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Ohmagawd, don’t you dare stop! Oh God! Oh God! Oh ggggaaaaaaaaa!”

Her body shivered while the force of two cocks continued to pummel her spasming pussy. It was like an 8.0 California earthquake was tearing through her body. She cursed the gods and heaven above while praising the two cocks buried in her tiny body.

POP POP

Her arms became wobbly as the tremors settled down. Suddenly and unexpectedly, Steve yanked his tool from her still spasming slit.

“One more hole,” he growled as he pressed his pulsing prod against her backdoor.

She’d been expecting this earlier and welcomed it now. Her gate swung open and his slick shaft slipped past her sphincter, bringing a squeaky yelp from Leslie.

Steve fell forward into her. “Holy shit! Her fucking ass sucked me right in! Little bitch can’t wait for me to fuck her in the ass!”

She turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder. “Give it your best shot, you fat bastard!”

Steve grabbed her hips and threw himself forward as hard as he could. Leslie’s yelp made him chuckle. kaçak bahis siteleri The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room after that statement as Steve’s round belly and beefy hips smacked against her sweet ass.

Meanwhile, Todd recorded with one hand while he stroked himself with the other, all the while peering through the lens. He finally pulled out from behind the camera.

“This is bullshit,” he said in his whiny, nasally voice. He placed the camera on a tripod and hoped the writhing bodies didn’t move out of the frame.

He walked the short distance across the room and stopped in front of Leslie. His trigger was pointed straight at her bouncing face. She looked up at him with a twinkle in her eye. Without a word, she opened her mouth and gobbled him up, bringing a loud moan from him.

POP POP

Each thrust of my torso tossed her tiny body in the air. Steve’s pole was the only thing that kept her from lifting off. Each drive of Steve’s hips drove her face into Todd’s groin. The room smelled like sweat and sex.

It wasn’t long before Leslie tripped Todd’s trigger. His hands were on the back of her head. His body started to stutter.

“Oh God! Oh God! Ohhhhhhh God! Gggggaaaaaaa!”

Leslie’s mouth quickly filled with his almost watery spunk. She swallowed and gulped as much as she could. Then she felt a rough push on the back of her head. It was Steve.

“Make sure she swallows every goddamn bit of it, too! Hear that?! Don’t spill a drop!” he commanded.

Leslie did as asked and swallowed every salty drop. Todd finally pulled out of her face.

“That…that…that was fucking awesome!” he panted as he walked away.

Steve’s thrusts began to lose their rhythm. His grip on her hips grew tighter.

“I’m gonna fill this little bitch’s ass with cum! Oh yeah! Oh fuck yeah!”

She looked over her shoulder at him. “Yeah, come on, you fat bastard! Come on, do it!”

“Oh, you fucking…biiiiiittttccccchhhhh-aaahhhhhh!”

Steve’s head flew back. She felt his hot, thick jizz pour into her once forbidden zone. She felt a new spurt with each throb of his cock.

He finally released his grip and pulled back. A stream of thick, white liquid spilled out of her quivering ass and ran down her thighs when he pulled his plug. He grabbed his quickly shrinking shaft and slapped it on her ass several times while it continued to bounce from my jolts from below. The slaps sent specks of white shooting up her back.

Steve lifted his hefty body off the floor. “Fuck me,” he moaned.

I gave her one hard ram while at the same time grabbing her hips. I lifted her from my lap and tossed her to the side. The veins on my thick weapon were visibly pulsing. I jumped to my feet and looked down at Leslie with an evil look on my face.

“C’mon, you wanted me to cum on those fucking tits, get up! C’mon, let’s go! Hold ’em up! Hold ’em up!”

Leslie sprang to her knees and cupped her breasts, holding her cum catchers up as targets.

“Come on, baby, let’s see what you’ve got. Let’s see what that big, fat cock has got,” she purred while she shook her money makers at me.

I stroked himself furiously. “Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Here it comes! Here it comes!” My eyes closed shut and my head flew back.

The camera flashed as a stream of white shot out of my wand like it’d been shot out of a cannon. It looked like something you’d see in a porn movie. The thick rope crashed against her chest and splashed across her tits. The force and volume of the blast caught Leslie by surprise, knocking her back. The second blast landed with a thud in her cleavage and spread up her chest and throat. Two more globs spurted out before Leslie took me into her mouth and pumped my still throbbing shaft with long, firm strokes.

When Leslie stopped feeling gushes of thick, salty spunk stream down her throat she pulled back. The purple head at the end of my shaft left her mouth with a pop. A strand of white followed the tip out before it finally snapped and fell across her chin. I grabbed my still throbbing cock and shook it in Leslie’s direction, spitting speckles of white across her face and into her matted brunette hair.

Leslie looked down at herself, then around the room at the three men who were in various states of undress. She ran her fingers across the top of her cum covered tits and lifted a large scoop into her mouth. She sucked her fingers dry with a smile.

“Well that was fun,” she squeaked with a twinkle in her eye. “What do you think? Do you think they’ll like the calendar?” she asked just before scooping another fingerful of jizz into her hungry mouth.

All three men nodded their heads.

I tucked myself back into my pants. “Leslie, they’re gonna love it.”

The pictures have been taken. The video has been shot. What could possibly be next for our little sexretary?