Story: The Promotion (IR, M/M/f, oral, anal, coercion, true)
Sorissa
Copyright (c) 2006 by soris...@comcast.net
Kevin and I had been dating for only three weeks, when he invited me to
his office cocktail party. The party was being held at his boss's
home, and though his work-place was fairly casual, he didn't want to
show up without a date. I agreed to go with him, and he told me he
would come by and pick me up at my apartment.
As previously agreed, I dressed in a cocktail dress that showed some
cleavage, and the clingy cut did much to support my rather ample
breasts, but it wasn't as daringly low as the dresses Kevin preferred
I wear. It came to a little bit above my knees, in a flirty and swirly
flared skirt. Otherwise, I wasn't wearing anything else, except my
heels.
I waited nervously for him to pick me up. So far in our relationship,
he has managed to surprise me during every single date we've had,
including tying me down and breaking me in as his private little
Chinese sex-slave on our very first date. Since then, he has dropped
in on me at work and used me in the elevator in my building, without
bothering to stop the car. He has also lent me to two of his friends
to use as they wished, on separate occasions. Kevin had bragged to
them that he had the use of a submissive, Asian slut, and they didn't
believe him. They do now, though.
Tonight, I was fussing with my hair yet again, when I heard his
customarily curt knock at my door. I opened the door, to find Kevin
standing there looking completely debonair in his dark grey turtleneck
and black slacks. "Hi, baby," he murmured in my ear, setting my
skin a tingle. "I want you to keep this in all evening," and he
handed me package.
Opening the paper bag, I found a thick, 9" latex dildo. "You mean
you want me to keep this in me the whole time?" I whispered. "Yes,
baby, I know you can do it; you've done it for me around the
apartment twice before, haven't you?" He stroked the inside of my
upper arm ever so softly, just missing the curve of breast by a hair.
I handed the large (but by no means monstrous) dildo back to him, and
turned my back to him. One of Kevin's favourite positions for me is
to face away from him, with my legs spread in my heels and bend at the
waist until my torso is horizontal to the floor; I have to grab my
calves for balance, and this presents me perfectly for many things that
Kevin likes to do to me. Now, he lifted my skirt and caressed my ass
ever so gently.
Kevin let his fingers glide over my ass-cheeks, then slip between them
and I felt his thumb slip between my ever-ready, wet pussy lips. I
then felt him place the head of the dildo against me and then he shoved
the synthetic cock deep into me with one heavy thrust. Luckily, he
slipped his arm around my waist in the same motion, so he caught me as
I lurched forward.
Keeping me in this bent-over position; Kevin kissed me deeply, while he
pumped me twice with his substitute cock, and then shoved it fully into
me. He helped me stand up, and straighten my dress back down. I know
my face was flushed, as I could only wonder what he expected from me at
this party.
"Let's go, I don't want to be too late," he said, as we got
ourselves settled in his car. Even though we took the Beltway, I was
still squirming from the intrusion of the large dildo in my womb within
the space of a few minutes. Kevin held my hand in his, and the soft
caress of his thumb in the soft flesh between my index finger and my
thumb did nothing to alleviate my growing agitation.
We finally arrived, and I managed to climb out of the car without too
much trouble. I moaned softly to myself when I saw that we'd have to
climb about ten or so porch steps to the Colonial-style townhouse that
was our destination. Half-way up the stairs, Kevin laid a restraining
hand on my arm, arresting my progress, murmuring, "Now, baby, behave
yourself in there; remember: these are people I work with."
We rang the doorbell, and an elegantly dressed woman opened the door,
greeted us warmly, and ushered us into the house. I saw that Kevin and
I had dressed appropriately, yet I felt extremely exposed in my dress,
with the secret knowledge of what I carried under the skirt, without
even the benefit of a layer of panties, however sheer, between that
dildo and the rest of the world. It was only through a combination of
calculated clenching and keeping my thighs pressed close together that
kept it in me, since I remained vertical. However, the tight hold with
which I was keeping it in me also served to passively excite me from
within.
Kevin led me slowly around the front two rooms, where most of the party
was centered. He introduced me to several co-workers, including his
immediate boss, Jake, who was also our host. He left me chatting with
a woman who shared a common cubicle wall with him, and returned with a
drink for each of us. Then he excused himself, nominally to speak with
another colleague. From across the room, he caught my eye and smiled
that sly, secret smile of his that never failed to raise my temperature
a degree or two.
After exchanging a few more polite words with one guest, after another,
I found that my body was growing accustomed to the alien presence
inside, and I was more and more able to ignore it. Then I saw Kevin
circling back to my side. He led me by the elbow casually out into the
hall. There was an alcove created by the open dining room door into
the hall. Kevin pushed me up against the wall behind the open door and
kissed me deeply.
"Getting used to that thing, aren't you?" he whispered onto my
earlobe, grazing it between his teeth. I nodded, as I couldn't
really trust myself to speak. While he rested one hand on my breast,
crushing it roughly under his command, he reached under my skirt with
the other, until he found the lumpy base of the dildo. Without any
preliminaries whatsoever, he pulled it almost completely out, until the
exaggerated latex head slipped out of me, but not completely to the
tip.
Kevin teased my lips several times by slipping the dildo head in and
out of my cunt several times. He then slid the cock full length into
me, at such an excruciatingly slow rate, that I moaned, leaning my head
back against the wall. He quickly covered my mouth in a kiss, pulling
away to whisper, "Ssh. Don't want to embarrass me, do you?"
With my eyes still closed, I shook my head, whispering, "Please,
Kevin..."
He fucked me slowly with that cock a few more tantalizing strokes, and
then pushed it hard back into me until I nearly had the base swallowed
as well. He then straightened me up and led me back into the room full
of people. Between my relationship with Kevin and with two previous
boyfriends who liked to test the limits of public appropriateness, I
have learned to function with my pulse racing. I was drawn into
another meaningless conversation, to which I apparently responded
wittingly. I can't possibly tell you what I said, though.
Thrice more, Kevin waited until I was getting used to the dildo, and my
heartbeat was slowing down, and led me out of the room to tease me back
to just under fulfillment. Kevin has managed to learn my limits and
capabilities in the few short weeks we've been together, and he just
wasn't shy about exploiting my weaknesses.
I kept re-entering conversations, struggling to follow the topic at
hand, and making excuses for my flushed complexion by pleading that I
wasn't used to the amount of alcohol. Jake, Kevin's boss, kept
refilling my glass, and I think he was mixing my cocktails more and
more strongly.
The fourth time that Kevin led me out of the room; I caught Jake
following us out. Kevin leaned me against the wall behind the open
door again, and whispered in my ear, as though that were all he was
doing. Jake passed us, and walked into the bathroom, as though that
had been his intent all along. Once Kevin judged that the coast was
clear, he started in on me again. I noticed that the bathroom door was
not shut, though; but before too long, I forgot all about it, as
Kevin's determination to keep me on edge forced me to the brink once
more. But mercilessly, Kevin refused to give me relief.
When Kevin led me into the hall again, I saw Jake smile at me from the
cluster of people with whom he was chatting. When Kevin excused
himself again, Jake made his way over to the group of people where I
was standing. After a few comments he added to our conversation, Jake
leaned over to me and said, "Would you give me a hand with the
refreshments in the kitchen, please?"
Bemusedly, and still trying to control my pulse-rate from Kevin's
last attack, I nodded and followed him into the kitchen. Jake took my
glass and set our drinks down on the counter. Then he took both my
hands in his. "You are truly beautiful, do you know that?" He
whispered, as he lifted my right hand and kissed my fingertips, ever so
gently.
"Thank you," I said quietly. My breathing was not going to calm
down, as Jake kept my gaze locked to his. He was just as attractive as
Kevin, in his own, older way, and he was the only man in the room just
now.
"I wanted to discuss something with you, if you don't mind," he
said, speaking softly, but no longer whispering. I simply nodded,
suspicious, but not certain, of where this was going. "I don't
know if Kevin told you, but he is up for a rather important promotion
at work." Jake paused to lift my other hand to his lips and to nibble
on those fingers.
I shook my head mutely at him. "Well, the problem is, there is
someone else who is also up for the same promotion, and their
qualifications and records are so close, that I'm having a really
hard time deciding who should get it." Jake then dropped my hands,
and unzipped his pants. "Do you think you can help me make up my
mind?"
My excitement level grew. This man liked me, and thought I was sexy.
I hoped I could live up to the expectation. I lowered myself to my
knees, which was a little tricky with the dildo still deep within me.
I helped Jake step out of his pants, amused that he was not wearing any
briefs. My amusement faded, though, as his rather hard cock waved
emphatically in my face.
Unable to resist such a blatant invitation, I wrapped my lips around
his cock head, holding him steady with one hand, and caressing his
balls with my other. I was rewarded with a soft groan from high above
me, and a twitch in my mouth as his prick jumped on my tongue.
Releasing him from the confines of my mouth, I licked the full length
of his shaft, from base to tip, and back again. I then swallowed him
whole to the back of my throat. Feeling his palm on the top of my
hair, and responding to his silent command, I bobbed my head up and
down on his ever-hardening cock. I could feel his balls tighten, and
clamped my lips down on his head in anticipation.
Just then, Jake pulled away from me, and pulled me back to my feet,
"I think I'm being swayed, but do you think there might be other
reasons to decide in favor of Kevin?" He turned me around and bent
me over the butcher block island. Lying on my stomach on the block, my
feet no longer touched the floor, my toes found purchase on a lower
ledge of the butcher block.
Jake lifted my skirt and spread my legs. "Oh my, so this is what
Kevin was up to with you in the hall!" He exclaimed, as he discovered
that I was not readily available to him. I looked over my shoulder at
him, and caught a truly mischievous smile on his face. He reached for
the dildo and rivaled Kevin at driving me insane. I knew instinctively
that Jake did not want me to do anything but lie there, resting on my
forearms, with my hands clenched around the opposite edge of the
butcher block.
"Oh, please Jake, please..." I moaned. Jake finally took the
dildo out of me and laid it on the block next to me. I felt him press
himself against my aching and dripping pussy and slip right into me.
He sighed as he felt me envelop him in my warmth for the first time.
He paused for a moment, I can only imagine, savoring the feeling of my
tight pussy around his thicker cock.
Within moments, he was ramming himself into me, over and over again,
without any consideration for my comfort at all. Regardless, within
moments, I tumbled over the brink into the first of several orgasms,
crying aloud in the loss of all control. "I knew it! I knew you'd
be multi-orgasmic!" He whispered in triumph into my hair. Ignoring
him, I continued to moan and come around his cock. Around my third
climax, I felt him release deep into me. As he held still deep within
my pussy, I climaxed a fourth time, and felt him amazingly grow hard
again!
Jake stroked his cock within me several more times, until his new
erection grew even harder than the first one. "You are so amazing!
I hope you can give me one more reason to decide in favor of your
boyfriend. I wonder if Kevin really deserves this promotion."
Slowly, he withdrew his iron-hard rod from me, dripping from our
combined juices. He placed the tip of his cock between my ass cheeks
and pressed insistently against my asshole. Slowly, surely, so
deliciously painfully, he entered me. I was panting hard between
moans, and trying to swallow my cries. He held tightly against me for
a moment, allowing my ass to stretch to accommodate his great girth.
When my breathing calmed down a little, but by no means returning to
normal, he began to pump into me. Slowly and gently at first, he
increased his pace until he was simply rutting in me, with my long,
black hair wrapped around one fist, and the other pressed against the
small of my back. I have always loved being violated this way, and
before long, I was having my next three orgasms, simultaneously forcing
him to unload into me again.
Resting for a moment, Jake finally pulled himself out of me. He then
used a few paper towels to wipe me up. Then he put the dildo back into
me, giving in to the impulse to pump it in and out of me a few more
times for good measure. "Got to put everything back the way I found
it, don't I?" he chuckled. Then he lifted me off the island and
helped me stand on my very shaky legs. As we straightened up, he
freshened our drinks and led me back out to the main room, my cheeks
flushed and my hair mussed, but not a wreck.
At a few curious glances from a few of the closer guests, he said,
"She hadn't heard that joke before," and shrugged. Just then,
Kevin came up to me, and asked if I was ready to leave. I nodded.
On our way home, Kevin kept looking at me. Finally, he said, "I
guess I've tormented you enough tonight. Would you like me to give
you release now?" Gazing at him through my cum-dazed vision, I
nodded ecstatically.
Kevin pulled off the Beltway, and pulled into an abandoned office
complex parking lot. He helped me out of the car, and led me onto the
manicured grassy apron along one side of the entrance. He helped me
shrug out of my clingy dress, and tossed it to one side, and I stepped
out of my heels. He quickly doffed his clothes, and helped me to lie
down on the grass.
He took hold of the dildo and threw it into the bushes against the
building. Then he knelt between my knees and slipped his incredibly
hard cock into me without any introduction. I arched my back and rose
to meet his assault. As his hands went to my waist to guide me better
to take his attack, my own hands strayed to my breasts, presenting them
to him, with my nipples hard and aching.
He finally paused long enough in his relentless pounding of me to take
first one, then the other, nipple into his mouth, chewing lightly on
them before releasing them. After a few more strokes, he came in me,
the second load of come, by the second man that night to enter me. He
fell against me and said into my hair, "The thought of you holding
that dildo in you all night, talking so innocently to the people I work
with and my boss too, just got me so hot tonight."
I just smiled up at him, and gloried in the feeling of his still stiff,
but softening cock in my womb. That's when I noticed that Kevin had
carefully laid me directly in the path of the security camera. I
gasped, and Kevin - who I notice had been very careful not to let his
face turn towards the camera - very deliberately ran his hands down
my body from my neck to my crotch, causing me to arch up again,
presenting another tantalizing pose for whatever guard may check that
tape.
The thought of yet another man witnessing my wantonness caused me to
come hard around Kevin's cock, causing him to moan in his turn, and
that gave me my thrill of triumph over this commanding man who had
turned me into his incredibly willing sex-slave.
Later that week, Kevin called me to invite me to a celebration dinner.
It seems that he had been unexpectedly promoted that morning. How we
celebrated is another tale.
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I hope you enjoyed this story of one my exploits.
Comments are very, very welcome.
I will try to post more stories as I write them.