My Little Suck Slut Wife
(M/F, size, cum)by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com
Hurry up, we are late, I signed to Kysa as she was getting dressed for the evening. My boss, a very powerful man on Wall Street, was throwing a dinner party at his house in Connecticut, and I was anxious to show off my beautiful girlfriend. Kysa always takes forever getting dressed, so I attempted to hurry along the process a bit.
I have to admit, Kysa looked stunning tonight. She had just had her hair done, her makeup was perfect, and she was sliding black stockings up her smooth, tanned legs and attaching them to the garter I love so much. I really enjoy watching her get dressed, my cock twitched as I watched her run her hands up and down the stockings, adjusting them. Next, she slipped on a pair of black thong panties, and then the new black leather skirt I had bought her.
She looked so good, I knew I would have trouble not getting an erection at the dinner party, boy would that be embarrassing. Kysa knew she looked great, and did a cocky little strut past me, wiggling her butt back and forth as she walked down the hall.
I had a surprise for Kysa tonight. My boss's niece is Sarah Michelle Gellar, the actress who plays "Buffy" in the TV series, Buffy the Vampire Slayer , and is Kysa's favorite actress. The boss mentioned at the office today that she is staying at his house while they are filming on location nearby. Sarah will be at the dinner party tonight, and I even arranged to have Kysa and Sarah sitting next to each other during dinner. I know Kysa has the hots for Sarah, having seen her rubbing her clit several times while Sarah's show is on TV.
Thanks to some creative driving, we arrive only 25 minutes late. The Boss has the biggest house I've ever seen in my life. The Wall Street Journal estimated he made $425 million last year, I think that is probably a little low. He is known as a "Big Swinging Dick," a term used on Wall Street for someone who makes a boatload of money and has a lot of power.
Anyway, we pulled up to the front of the house, and I opened the car door for Kysa. There were three other couples arriving just as we did, and all of them did a doubletake when Kysa stepped out of the car. One guy stared a little too long, and his wife punched him on the arm (she ended up glaring at Kysa all night, and being a total bitch). We walked through the house to the pool area where all the guests had gathered. Kysa and I made a few passes through the crowd, I introduced her to the 'important' people at the party. No sign of the boss or Sarah yet. I was a little nervous having the boss meet Kysa. He has a reputation for being quite the ladies' man, and rumor has it he is a "Big Swinging Dick" figuratively as well as physically. Kysa saw a picture of him once and said she would "love" to find out if it is true.
I went to the bar to get Kysa and myself a glass of wine. Kysa looked breathtaking standing by the pool, a gentle breeze blowing through her lovely long hair, the sun setting behind her. My cock started rising, I was in trouble here, so I excused myself to look for a bathroom. I find one next to the pool, and jerk-off to relieve the pressure building in my pants. There was a small window in the bathroom, and I can see the pool.
Kysa was standing alone sipping her wine, watching the sunset. I imagined her moist lips washing over the head of my cock, her delicate hands massaging my balls... In no time at all, I was firing off thick streams of cum, several of them landing on an open, hardcover book on the back of the toilet. Oh shit, jeez! I close it, leaving a wadded sticky mess between pages 96 and 97. I hope no one tries to read it tonight! I can see them now... "Hmm, this is good, page 93, page 94, page 95, page... GODDAMN!"
I quickly cleaned up, and sought to rejoin Kysa at the pool, but my boss was now there, having already latched onto Kysa. I walked up, but the boss barely acknowledged my presence, he is so taken by Kysa's stunning beauty. They were signing back and forth a mile a minute, I am just learning to sign so could not keep up with the conversation. My boss is amazing, never knew the jerk knew American Sign Language (ASL); there is nothing he can't do, it seems. It was very awkward, standing there being totally ignored by the boss and my girlfriend, so I decide to mingle.
I end up talking with some people from work for about twenty minutes, and when I turn to see what Kysa is up to, she and the boss are nowhere to be seen. I am talking to a boring big-shot from work, I feign interest in what the gas-bag is saying, while my eyes survey the area looking for Kysa. I see a light go on in a room upstairs, the shades are drawn, but I can see the silhouette of a man and woman in each others arms, kissing. This gasbag keeps going on and on about some stupid project at work, and I try to steal a glance at the scene upstairs. Now I no longer see the woman, but the man is standing there, and I see him throw his head back, obviously enjoying something.
I finally escape from big shot, and I make my way upstairs. As I climb the stairs, I hear soft moaning coming from a room at the end of the hall. I tiptoe down the hall, the door is partially open, and I can see inside. My eyes pop out when I see Kysa, on her knees, working the largest cock I have ever seen on a white man. This thing had to be 9.5-inches at least, and Kysa was taking the whole thing. Boss grabbed Kysa's head in his hands, and started fucking her mouth like it was a cunt. The whole time Kysa was staring up at him, almost like she was worshipping this stud. I could see Kysa furiously fingering herself. Boss picks up the pace, ramming his cock in and out of Kysa's mouth. He finally gives one last thrust, grunts, and deposits a load in Kysa's throat. It must have been a huge load, because Kysa prides herself on never spilling a drop, but she had a stream of cum dripping from her mouth, hanging from her chin.
Knowing how slutty Kysa gets around big cocks, I knew she needed that cock inside her real bad. She stood up, scooped the cum off her chin, and seductively sucked it off her finger, while she went over to the big leather couch in the room. She slipped out of her skirt, peeled off her tiny black panties, then leaned over the couch on her elbows and knees, her luscious legs still in black stockings, and her ass sticking out invitingly for Mr. Super-Stud. Boss's semi-hard cock starts rising again with the thought of sliding his immense member between those cheeks and deep into her sweetness.
As he walks over to Kysa, he starts rubbing her asscheek, feeling the leather skirt stretched tight across her ass. He reaches under the skirt and pulls Kysa's panties down to her knees. He is delighted to see Kysa has a very smooth, shaven pussy. Kysa is on fire now, her pussy aching for his cock. Boss rubs the head of his cock teasingly up and down her slit, knowing she wants it and he's enjoying making her wait. Finally, Kysa pushes back, and his cock slides right in. She must have been extremely wet, because he was buried to his balls in only one stroke. Kysa gasped and arched her back. Boss took long, strong, slow strokes in her dripping pussy. He was enjoying this deaf bitch's cunt and had no intention of shooting off too soon. Kysa was grunting like an animal in heat. I couldn't believe Kysa was taking that monster cock so easily. He grabbed her hips, and starting pumping Kysa with good, firm strokes. She was loving it, her pussy was stretched and warped all around the massive thickness of his cock, and it felt great to her.
Suddenly, my pager went off. Damn it, forgot to set it on vibrate. I quickly walk down the hall toward the stairs, certain I would get caught. As I walked down the stairs, I heard Kysa have a very loud, intense orgasm. I never heard Kysa cum like that, with me it's just a few quiet grunts.
I rejoined the group at the pool, and about ten minutes later, Kysa reappeared. I pretended ignorance, and asked where she was. She lied, and said she took a walk around the house, looking at the garden. That's all right. I figure a girl is entitled to a few 'secrets'.
The Boss called everyone into the house for dinner. Although I can't imagine Kysa being hungry after the huge load she took down her throat just a few moments ago upstairs. Nonetheless, as we take our seats, Sarah Michelle Gellar comes in and sits down next to Kysa. Kysa blushes almost to fainting while looking at me in total disbelief. I smile and introduce Kysa to Sarah.
As usual, Kysa is totally speechless!*
* Kysa is not mute, but she does not talk or speak words.
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com