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Secretarial Services – Part VI
Dear
Diary: Jun 15 – I’m so sorry Diary that
I’ve gone so long since writing. It’s
the longest gap ever except that one time when I was sixteen when Bill married
the bitch Evelyn. This time I don’t
really have an excuse but not much happened anyway. Joe was sent away on some kind of special
assignment in another Division of the company and he took Val and the kids with
him so I haven’t seen any of them since the beginning of March. But I still think that Joe is an evil bastard
for what he’s done to me.
Uggh! I can still
taste his sperm and still feel him raping my bottom. When I went home for the Easter weekend I
tried to get Bill to do me that way but he was disgusted by the thought. I bet he’d be the same way if I let him cum
in my mouth.
That
pay raise has been great. I moved to
another apartment in the same building…one with more room and I got more
furniture too. Joe is due back at work
tomorrow. The last thing he said to me
before he went away was that he’d had a vasectomy. Don’t know whether to believe him or not.
I
promise I won’t ignore you again for more than a week no matter what happens.
G’night
Dear Diary: Jun 19 – Sometimes…like now…I feel like I’m
as bad as they are. I hate him but the
way he looks at me makes me shiver. He
is evil and it shows in his eyes. It’s
that same look as what he gave me when he forced me to keep him in my mouth
when he was cumming…and I guess the same as when he was ignoring my protest and
pushing his penis into my bottom. But I’m
going to get even. He did it! He got a vasectomy so he can’t father any
more kids…not for Val (which I’m sure she won’t mind) or anyone else if he
finds out what Val has been doing and gets a new wife.
I don’t like her
either. She visited me on Wednesday
night…she’d had too much to drink and she shouldn’t have been driving but she
was anyway. She doesn’t know that her
husband has been ‘fixed’ but when I raised the subject she said she was
thinking of asking him to have the operation.
I also found out that he’s never had her bottom. He tried but she wouldn’t let him. (And that makes me madder than ever at him.)
I let her eat me…I
needed it. Except for a quickie with
Bill last Easter all I’ve had are my fingers and my vibrator. I’m tempted to
get a bigger one but I get too embarrassed in a sex shop to pick one out.
I’m going to look after
the kids for them on Saturday night while they go to a house party
somewhere. And I have to figure out how
I’m going to destroy that bastard boss of mine.
G’night
.
Dear Diary: Jun 22 – There’s something the matter with me
for sure! I have things set up to take
down that arrogant bastard and then I do something stupid like I did last night.
I babysat for them last
night, Saturday but they got home shortly after 10 PM. I think Joe got her drunk so they’d get home
early. I heard them upstairs and just
managed to get the TV shut off with the dirty video still in the VCR when he
came down to the basement with a bottle of brandy and I knew what he
planned. I pulled the covers up to my
chin because I didn’t even have time to get my pajamas back on and I pretended
to be asleep.
My pretense didn’t
work. He spoke to me and then turned on
the TV and the VCR and he could see what I’d been watching. He obviously didn’t believe me when I told
him I’d been asleep and he poured us two big drinks of the brandy in those
funny, fat glasses they serve the stuff in.
We talked…sort of.
Or argued.
He got a
hand under the bedclothes on my pussy and I know he could tell that I’d been
turned on by the video. I accused him of
raping me…which he has twice, sort of, but he didn’t stop.
He’s a real bastard but
when he looks at me a certain way…like, when he wants to have some kind of sex
with me…I’m useless. He was begging me
to let him fuck me but I managed to say no until he made me feel really guilty
by proving he’s had a vasectomy like I insisted and showing me that he couldn’t
make me…or any woman pregnant. It’s not
like he got himself castrated or anything like that but I guess it’s a special
compliment that he did that he sacrificed his chance to have another child just
for me. He wouldn’t even do that for his
wife.
I was getting drunk
again (that’s my excuse, Diary) and he was looking at me in that commanding way
he does and before I could think of what was happening I was uncovered and he
was between my legs with his wonderful tongue.
(He’s almost as good as Val even if he is a guy and doesn’t know exactly
where to touch me.) But he can’t leave
well enough alone. Instead of just
keeping on until I came…and he could surely tell that I was going to cum…he
stopped and made me talk dirty to him before he finished me off. But I kind of liked talking dirty so maybe
he’s making into a sexual pervert like he is?
I said it before but
I’ll say it again. I’m crazy. Joe is an evil monster and although he didn’t
get my real virginity he thinks he did and all it means to him is that he’s
proud of it. It’s just a boost to his
ego. He’s also been the first in my
mouth (completely) and my bottom but I don’t think that is as significant for
him. Anyway as much as I hate him for
those reasons I cant’ help but be flattered that he’d give up some of his
manhood for me. So once I decided I
would let him fuck me again…really fuck me…I wanted to make him feel better
about himself.
(I don’t know why I felt that way and it’s not that he needs it…he
already has enough ego for two men.) I
think that Val is a bitch like Evelyn and she somehow lets him know that he’s
not endowed like that impossibly huge dildo she gets me to fuck her with. (And
I can’t help wondering how it must feel.)
But because of all that I sort of praised Joe for being big because I’ve
read that guys mostly are afraid they’re too small and anyway, he’s big enough
for me even if Bill is bigger. (And I
bet that Bill’s bitch wife is looking around for someone as big as Val’s
dildo.)
Once he got into me…and
he got into the right place last night… it was absolutely fabulous. I’m glad that Bill will never see this
because he’d be jealous. Joe seems to
know all my buttons including a lot of buttons I didn’t know I had. And when he talked about my insides and how
my cervix was ‘winking when I cum” I couldn’t forget it when I felt him going
off. If he hadn’t got himself ‘fixed’ I
feel like he’d have knocked me up last night even if it’s not my fertile
time. And he was like the Energizer
Bunny; he just went on and on. I’ve had
good sex with Bill (and don’t get the wrong idea, Bill is still the only man
for me) but he’s never lasted as long as Joe did. Thank God that Val got up or he might have
fucked me all night. (Not that I’d
object but I’m exhausted from what he did.)
I’ll write some more later in the week.
G’night
.
SignifEvent Journal Jun 200- (1st)
God she looked good to me and
now I was going to get into that fabulous cunt again. I could see it in her eyes when she arrived
to baby-sit for us. She has eyes like a
little puppy wondering if it’s going to be punished for wetting on the
floor. She’s been like that ever since I
made her suck me off.
It’s never difficult to get
Val drunk and that night was no exception.
Before ten PM she was out of it and it made sense to all present for me
to take her home. I got her undressed
and into bed and then took a bottle of cognac down to the basement. I also got an envelope from my briefcase and
took it along. I figured I didn’t have
to get Irene drunk to get into her again but a few drinks wouldn’t hurt.
Irene was lying on her back
with the bedclothes pulled up to her neck and I could see that the TV was on
with a blank screen and the VCR was paused.
Had we surprised her by getting home so early that she didn’t have time
to put away the video?
“Time for a nightcap,” I
said, ignoring her pretense of sleep. I
could see her pajamas in a heap beside the bed and deduced that she was naked
under the covers.
“Joe? Oh? I
was asleep,” she said as he big, brown eyes fluttered open as if I had really
awakened her. The VCR remote was beside
her on the bed so I picked it up and pressed Play. The wide-screen was suddenly filled with the
image of an apparently very young girl in baby doll pajamas talking to an older
man. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?”
she stated as she stuck her firm, little tits out at him. “That’ll be a hundred dollars then.”
I recognized the video as one
no longer available because it purported to show girls in their early teens
having sex but it was well acted and one of my favourites.
“Did she put you to
sleep? Or did she make you want some of
the same?” I poured stiff drinks into
the two snifters I’d brought with me and handed one to Irene who was virtually
cowering on the bed.
“Joe…don’t…I just…like…this
is the only place I’ve ever seen these dirty movies. They’re awful and you should be ashamed. Does Val know you have them?” When she took her right arm out from under
the sheet to accept the proffered drink I saw that her shoulder was bare which
confirmed my belief that she was naked under the covers.
“Val bought most of
them. She calls them her ‘training
films’. Is that why you like them? Are you learning?”
“Oh Joe!
NO! You know
that’s’ not right!” But the man was
screwing the pseudo-thirteen year old and Irene’s eyes were fixed on the screen
as she tilted the snifter and drank from it as if it contained water. She sort of choked and her eyes watered s her
face reddened. I don’t know if it
reddened because of the drink or embarrassment.
“Don’t try to play the
complete innocent, darling. You don’t
have an innocent bone left in your body…but I bet you’d like to have a
non-innocent bone in it right now, wouldn’t you?”
“I’m not…not
that kind of girl,” my secretary protested angrily and then she took another
drink but this time she was more cautious.
“I’d be completely innocent…still a virgin…except that you’ve raped
me…forced me.”
“Not exactly, Irene. You wanted everything we did to happen.”
“That’s not true Joe. You know it isn’t true. I never said yes. Not one time.”
“But you enjoyed it!
Every time you were hot as
a habanero pepper.”
“It was still rape…STOP
THAT!” Her exclamation came when I
quickly slipped my hand under the sheets past her hairy lower belly to her
pussy. She clamped her legs closed but not soon enough to keep me from getting
my hand completely over her cunt and it was wet as saturated sponge but softer
and more pliant. I got my middle finger
in her in an instant as she squirmed, unable to escape my unwanted attention.
“Just relax darling,” I said
softly. “I’m not going to do anything we
haven’t done before.”
“Nah…hanh…nanh!
You’re as bad as your wife.”
“What do you mean by that
Irene? Has she tried to get into you
too?
In a womanly
way?”
“No. I didn’t mean anything,” my secretary
responded but she spoke too quickly for me to believe her. I suspected that Val had in fact tried to
‘get into her’. I was pretty sure that
she sometimes did it with other woman but that didn’t bother me.
Especially since I wanted
to do things with other women too even if I was usually too shy to actually do
anything.
Except
with Irene.
At least she wasn’t
screwing around with other men.
But Irene’s thigh-lock on my
wrist was relaxing and I suspected that my cunt-stroking finger was having an
effect. I took her snifter from the
table beside the bed where she’d placed it and held it close to her lips. She raised her head and sipped or, more
accurately swigged some more of the potent potion. I drained my snifter and then refilled both.
“Are you mad at me Irene?”
“No…yes…Oh God, Joe…I can’t
trust you.” On her own then she took
another hefty swig of the cognac.
I was sitting awkwardly on
the edge of the bed with one arm under the sheet as I continued to finger her
wet twat. I leaned down as she looked
toward me amd planted a gentle kiss on her soft lips.
“I trust you darling. I’ve trusted you enough to make a major
change in my… in my future.”
“What do you mean, Joe?”
I kissed her again and this
time my tongue slid between her unresisting lips to caress the inner
lipflesh. She was returning pressure
with her mouth and her thighs were spreading wider so I knew I was making
progress.
“You know what I mean,
darling. I trusted you…still trust
you…even though I have no assurance you will keep your side…trust me.”
“You mean that
operation? I can’t trust you on that
Joe. I remember how you promised you
wouldn’t do something and then did it anyway.
And how you got me drunk so you could…unggh…the thought of what you did makes me shudder.”
“I was afraid you’d think
that way darling. Will you accept proof
from my doctor?”
“What kind of proof?”
“This,” I said and handed her
the envelope I’d brought with me.
Irene let the sheet fall away
from her upper body revealing those big, outthrust nipples as she looked at the
two sheets of paper I’d given her. One
was a bill from the doctor for a vasectomy and the other was a certification
from another doctor that I’d been tested three months after my vasectomy and
confirming that my ejaculation was sperm-free.
“Oh Joe.
I’m
sorry. I guess I should have trusted you
but you understand, don’t you? Like,
when you did it…came I my mouth after you promised not to…it made me doubt your
word.”
Irene’s thighs were now wide
apart and her hips were undulating as she fucked her cunt up onto the two
fingers I now had in her. I adjusted my
fingers so that my thumb was pressing on her clit, my index and middle fingers
were inside her and my ring finger (complete with its wedding ring) was teasing
her anus.
“I understand darling,” and I
began tongue fucking her slackly open mouth.
She was now not only humping up to my cunt-filling fingers but also on
the downstroke of her hips, pushing her rectal orifice against that
finger. Her juices were flowing so
profusely that her anal crack was lubricated with the oily fluids and I felt my
finger push past the sphincter that my cock had penetrated some three months
ago.
“Mmmm…you
feel good darling…and you like my finger in your ass don’t you.”
“Yanh…oh
God Joe…you make me crazy.”
“You liked being fucked in
the ass too, didn’t you?”
“Yes, you bastard…I loved it…but I never said
you could do it.”
I knew that Val was out for
the night and it was barely midnight so I didn’t hurry things. I teased all her carnal orifices, her mouth
with my tongue and her cunt and asshole with my fingers but I didn’t quite get
her off. I wanted her to have truly
memorable orgasms tonight and delay would help bring that about.
“I want to eat you darling…I
want to eat you while you watch girls lose their virginity…like you lost yours
right here on this bed.”
“Joe…hanh
Joe?
What do you mean?
“Val likes to do that…to
watch videos while I eat her. She gets
really hot. Please Irene…please do it?”
“But?
Like?
Videos of girls losing
their virginity?”
“It’s not real. They’re actors. But for a guy it’s a real turn-on…and two of
them have a guy losing his virginity.” I
said nothing more but broke off contact and got the video from the
cupboard. Irene lay there as I loaded
the VCR and then pulled off the covers and knelt at the foot of the bed just
out of the vision-line between her eyes and the TV. With the remote I started the video.
“You’re hanh awful Joe…and
you’re making me hanh awful too,” Irene said haltingly with an almost giggle as
I lifted her legs over my shoulders and hauled her lower in the bed so that her
pussy was only inches from my face.
“Mmmm…you’re
wet darling…all that hair is matted with your sex juice,” and I leaned forward and ran the tip
of my tongue slowly across the lips of Irene's cunt, which was pouting like her
sexy mouth. I drew the tip of my tongue
along the entire length of her cuntal slit, from top to bottom, at the same
time whipping my tongue back and forth from side to side. I could feel the lips of her sweet pussy
parting as I licked.
“Haannhhh….annnh….Joe,” she whimpered and as the soft fleshy lips of my secretary’s cunt opened, I could see the deep-red color of the meat of her inner cuntal walls. I breathed deeply, inhaling the spicy sweet aroma of her cunt. There was no woman on earth I wanted right now as much as my sexy secretary and her incredible cuntsheath. I ran my tongue deep into the moist warmth of her inner cunt and began a rhythmic plunging in and out motion with my tongue, driving it straight into her pussy like a cock, and then drawing it completely out again. Then, once more, I stroked gently with just the tip of my pointed tongue along the moist red slash of her cuntal slit.
I started the stroke at the bottom of her slit, almost at her asshole and then drew my tongue upwards, pressing its flat surface against the dewy opening of her twat. When my tongue reached the top of her slash I continued moving upwards, probing among her profuse ringlets of pubic hair for the oversized nubbin of her erect clit. There it was, hard and quiveringly erect. I nudged at it gently with the tip of my tongue and then I began to roll my tongue around and around the throbbing pleasure button.
Irene gasped at the first contact of my tongue with her sensitive clit. Her cunt was gaping wide open and I moved my face from side to side as I licked deeper and deeper into the hot juicy cavern of her pussy. I nudged with my nose at her quivering clitoris as I continued to fuck her cunt with my tongue. I could tell that she was close to orgasm and I took whole mouthfuls of throbbing, hairy cunt-flesh between my teeth and his gently grasping lips, and ran my tongue up and down over the ridges of red flesh. Her groans were becoming even more pronounced now, and began to take on a rhythmic cadence that confirmed that she was only inches away from her climax.
"Oh, Joe," she moaned, "it feels so good. Oh, Joe, yes, kiss me hard. Oh, yes, do it there. Oh kiss me. Oh, yes. Oh yes. Oh yes kiss me. Kiss my pussy. Oh Joe please don't stop! Oh don't stop now! Oh.
Oooooh!
Oooooh I'm going to come any minnnuuutttte!"
Suddenly, I pulled my tongue out of my secretary’s drooling cunt. "What is it you want?" I asked innocently.
"Oh, Joe, damn you! You know what I want!" she wailed.
"Tell me!" I commanded.
"Oh Joe, I want you to kiss my pussy. Oh, I want you to make me come. Oh, please, make me come! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt with your tongue!"
"You didn't say please," I taunted, excited by hearing my secretary say the word ‘fuck’..
"Oh, yes, please," she sobbed. "I'll do anything you want. Anything. Oh please.
Oooooh
!"
Her sob trailed off as I once more plunged my tongue deep into the hot confines of her pussy. Almost immediately her hips began to pump in a desperate sex-hungry rhythm. She wrapped her legs about my neck, drawing my face deeper into her fragrant cunt. As I lapped deeper into her twat Irene’s orgasm exploded and she sobbed uncontrollably. "Oh, yes!" she wailed. "I'm commiinngg
nooowww!"
I felt triumphant pleasure at the sound of my secretary’s almost irrational voice. I continued to lap and lick at her pulsing pussy as she heaved and rolled beneath me. At last her movements slowed until, finally, she lay still. I licked gently at her cunt and her sated body jerked and twitched in post-orgasmic lethargy.
“Hee
hee…I didn’t see the video,” Irene giggled breathlessly as I nuzzled her sodden pussy pudding.
“I love you darling,” I said softly as I moved from my kneeling position and shifted her body higher on the bed with my shoulders under her buttocks, her full thighs still straddling my face.
“My God, you’re sexy,” I
murmured as I rose up with her shapely legs hooked under my elbows and raised
high so that her knees were touching her shoulders. Her hairy pelvis was tilted high and my
throbbing cock was poised only an inch from her swollen, juicy slit.
“Oh Joe…this isn’t right…it’s
not fair to Val,” Irene protested in a faint voice, her full, lower lip
trembling and I could see tears welling up in her eyes.
“I think she cheats on me
darling…I’m sure she does,” I lied as I slid my cock up and down the hairy
crevice between her fat, slippery labia.
Then, remembering how good it had felt before, I angled my hips enough
that the bulbous tip of my tool nudged apart her inner labia and then I felt
the internal heat of her vaginal mouth.
“Eeasyyy
Joe…you’re so big,” my secretary moaned as her hot cunt engulfed the head of my
prick. “I’m not used to it Joe…just that
once and that was so long ago.”
I was in heaven. Big was not a word I ever heard from Val and
although she’d never said anything I always felt she wanted more than I had to
give her. I looked intensely at Irene’s
face as I slowly went in deeper with a series of short in-out motions and I
thrilled to the way she looked at me.
“Oohhh God Irene
darling…you’re so tight…so hot and tight,” I whispered. “You have the tightest cunt I’ve ever been
in.”
“Hanh…have you been in a lot
Joe?”
“Nah…only Val and one other,”
I lied and then as my pubis pressed to her hair-padded mons I felt the hardness
of her cervix. I made a fierce, final
lunge and buried my cock to its root inside my secretary’s twat and was
rewarded by the hot expression on her face.
“Can you feel that
darling? Can you feel it when I push on
your cervix?”
“Hunnngh…yunh…so deep Joe…you’re going right through me.”
I released her legs and
settled in the widespread vee as I began to fuck her with slow, full-length
strokes. I worked a hand between our
sweaty bellies and got a finger on her clit.
And then she placed her feet flat on the bed, bent her legs and began to
fuck up rhythmically in time with my thrusts.
“Yeah…oohhh God yes
Irene…fuck me…you feel so good doing that.
But you’re going to make me cum.”
“Yeah Joe…yeah…I’m gonna cum
too. Want to feel you cum…feel you shoot
into my cunt…fuck me…fuck your secretary’s innocent pussy.”
“Yeah…oohhh yesss…I can feel
your cervix darling…cum…want you to cum.”
And then I felt her orgasm begin.
Her hands gripped the sheets and her knuckles turned white from the force. Her face contorted and her broad, firm hips lost rhythm and strained up to me. Her incredible vaginal sheath began the massage I’d felt only once before like a soft hand milking my slowly plunging tool. Her head was thrown back and she let out short gasps from her choking throat. Her spine arched into an almost unbelievable bridge, her belly shaking and trembling against me and I felt my own explosion begin.
“Yeah baby…oohhh God yeah…cum baby…milk me…like that…I’m cumming…right up into your womb baby…all the way,” and as I panted my irrational words she slumped down under me. Her firm body was quivering and twitching and her fuckwell was still spasming, draining my sperm into the depths of her body.
I lay full weight on top of her and kissed her slack-lipped mouth, still slowly fucking her and stripping the last of my sperm laden semen from my wilting tool.
“You’re a perfect fit for me darling. Am I big enough?” I wanted to hear those words again and she responded as I wanted.
“Oh Joe…you’re huge…it feels as big now as when you….when you took my virginity. This is really only the second time y’know. I don’t count that other stuff. Do you bump Val’s cervix when you make love to her?”
“No darling…she’s bigger inside than you…and it’s special to feel that. I can picture the little aperture in your cervix winking open and sucking my sperm right up into your womb.”