The Boss Lady Part II Revised - Sex Stories

The Boss Lady Part II Revised

... the moisture, and the heat eminating from between her legs, and he could see that Anita’s wetness was beginning to seep through her nearly nonexistent underwear. Jack knew that she was ready to be fucked, and fucked hard! She kept squatting lower and lower until his cock was sliding smoothly between the deep crevice between her ass cheeks, and her pussy juices, along with his precum were providing just enough lubrication for her to be able to slide her ass back and forth on his big, white cock, but she quickly began to wish that her pussy was bare to him. She desperately wanted his cock inside of her, stretching her neglected pussy! She wanted to taste it, to suck on it, and to feel his cum flood into hungry mouth and down her throat. “Do you like this white boy? Do you like to watch your boss grind her thick, black ass against your big, white dick,” she asked with a tone that was palpable with lust. “Do you like it, Jack?!” “Fuck yes I do,” Jack said emphatically, as he watched his cock disappear between her caramel-colored ass cheeks. “I bet you want me to fuck you now don’t? I bet you want me to slide my thong to the side, and sink down onto your fat cock. I bet you’re dying to get it into my tight, pink pussy aren’t you white boy? And I’m gonna let you fuck this black pussy Jack, but first I’m gonna make you eat it!” Anita stood up straight, and with her back still to him, she tucked her thumbs under each side of the soaked thong, and slowly slid it down her wide hips. ...

... Jack was surprised at her level of balance because she still had her heels on as she maneuvered the undergarment over her ass and down her thighs. He watched, mesmerized as the thin string between her ass cheeks popped out as she slid the thong down her thick brown thighs, and then to her toned calves until finally, it was all the way off. He wondered briefly if she had a career as a stripper before working at the same place as Jack. Once the thong was completely off, she threw it at his face and he inhaled deeply. Her feminine scent was heavenly, and he did his best to try and suck the juices from it. Anita turned to face him, and fell onto her knees. She slowly crawled up his body, licking his white thighs. She stopped for just a few seconds at his cock and took it between her plump, mocha-colored lips. She sucked on it hard, causing Jack’s hips to buck as he tried to push more of his shaft into her wet mouth, but as quickly as she put it in her mouth she spit it back out, and moved upwards towards his face. Jack could feel the steel barbells in her nipples dragging across his skin, giving him goose bumps. When her face finally reached his, she kissed him passionately, grabbing his right hand and placing it roughly on her tit. “Pinch my nipples, white boy! Make it hurt! Make me scream your fucking name,” she growled at him just before she put her lips back onto his. Jack put Anita’s pierced, left nipple between his thumb and index finger and he pinched it roughly. She moaned ...