Trish’s Life - Sex Stories

Trish’s Life

... even further in her mouth and her boss groan loudly "Awww, gonna cum! Gonna cum! Awwww! Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Then the thick cock in her mouth did in fact explode, a hot gush of slimy spunk bringing her back to reality. Her attempt to lift her head off the thick cock had been anticipated and her boss held her head, "Swallow it, Mrs. Garland!."

Afraid to disobey, Trish swallowed a mouthful and her body shuddered in revulsion as the thick cum began slithering down into her belly. Unable to swallow any more of the gooey fluid, afraid she would throw up, Trish put her palm under her mouth so she could spit out the distasteful fluid. Body shuddering, face cringing in disgust, it seemed as if the spurting in her mouth would never end. Spurt after spurt of the thick fluid filled her mouth to the brim.

Lifting her lips off the thick cockhead, mouth full of cum, Trish had an odd feeling come over her. The feeling of immense power over a man with just her lips as she sucked the oozing cock back into her mouth. Still, she could not swallow any more of the horribly sticky cum, letting it drool onto her palm before mouthing her boss once again.

It was unbelievable that her mere lips and tongue could have this large man moaning and groaning, hearing him "Aahhh ..............ohhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Then her head was lifted up and her boss kissed her cum covered lips, telling her "We’ll finish this after the meeting! Better get dressed now as we ain”t got much time!"

Over the next ...

... few hours, as she sat in the meeting, Trish barely made out what was going on much less take any notes as she was supposed to. Her stomach was queasy from the mouthful of cum that had slithered down into her belly, worse was the horrible taste that remained in her mouth, the awful taste of cum. Mr. Gibson had not allowed her to even wash her mouth out before attending the meeting. Running her tongue about, Trish shuddered at the feel of the vile slimy film coating her mouth.

Following the meeting, an open-bar was held in the cocktail lounge for the group, making Trish thankful that it served to delay the inevitable. Upon their return to the hotel room, Trish nervously entered followed by her boss still drinking the beer he had brought up from the lounge. Dressed in a long black skirt, white top with spaghetti straps and a light white jacket, Trish dreaded what she knew was inevitable. She had already performed the grotesque act of sucking Mr. Gibson cock till it exploded in her mouth, now she would be allowing another man to possess her body that she had so recently pledged to her loving husband.

"Sit down, Mrs. Garland!" Artie told the nervous young woman, patting the bed next to him. He loved the way her ivory white complexion blushed to its pink state, enjoying the taunting torment that he was inflicting on her. Sipping on his beer, he reached over to caress her back, then with his free hand began pulling the jacket off her shoulders.

"Now, let’s get back to where ...