Big booty loves my big dick

 

Alison nodded, “good, then we understand each other” he replied, with one hand he roughly pulled and squeezed her nipples through the thin material, the other went down to her crotch, expertly his fingers forced aside her panties, now only the thin red material stood between her tight little cunt and his probing finger. Forcefully he pushed his finger into her hole, taking the material with it, he began to finger her, smiling as he felt the soft fabric become wetter and wetter, eventually he pulled it out and began to rub her clit, despite the roughness of his actions she could not help becoming aroused and with a gasp and a shudder, she creamed her suit.

“That's it, that's what I want to see, now turn around and bend over”, she turned away from him and leaned against the cistern, instantly his hand was groping her pert rear as once again after pushing her panties to one side, a probing finger found it's target, her tight little anus!

Within seconds it was inside, taking the thin material with it, he continued to push until she thought the suit would tear, it didn't and eventually his finger was up as far as it would go, he laughed as he probed her roughly. “oh yes, that's one tight little shitter, not had much up there have you” he commented not expecting a reply. Alison just stood there as he probed around inside her bottom, eventually, seemingly satisfied he pulled his finger back out, saw the stain on the material and smiled, “looks like you've shit your pants” he chuckled, Alison shook her head, “no I haven't” she protested, “I know, but it's going to look like it to everyone else” he laughed, “fancy that eh, little miss perfect is actually a dirty little tart with a dirty little arse”.

He told her to stand up and turn back around, he unzipped his pants and took out his semi erect cock, “now, I made you cum, so you make me cum” he instructed, she began to wank him slowly but her attention was distracted by something else and he sensed it, “what's the matter, can't you concentrate?” he growled, Alison shook her head, “I need to wee” she replied “may I use the toilet please?” he shook his head, “no you may not, you can hold it, or better still, piss your pants, that's what you do for the gaffer isn't it!”

Alison looked at him in shock, how the hell did he know?, the toilet was tantalizingly only a couple of feet away, but it might as well have been at the other end of the building, it was a he knew she knew situation, he knew she desperately need to relieve the pressure in her bladder, and she knew he wanted to see her piss herself!

She sighed softly, closed her eyes and relaxed, she felt the warmth as her piss poured out of her and ran down her legs before pooling inside her boots, “that's better isn't it, and so sexy to watch, you didn't get a drop on the floor, is that how you do it in the office, I bet it is” he leered, “imagine how the gaffer feels, watching you piss yourself and then knowing you're spending the day with it slopping around inside your slutty boots, I bet you have to wank him off don't you?” he placed his hand against her wet crotch, then added, “or maybe you prefer him to fuck you, I bet he's had his cock up your arse too hasn't he?” she shook her head, “no never, he's never touched me” she lied, hoping she sounded convincing.

“Well, now you've relieved yourself, perhaps you can relieve me” he replied, placing her hand back on his semi hard cock, she worked on it for the next 5 minutes until suddenly he splattered her left thigh with a massive load of thick white cum, “oops, best get that off hadn't we” he chuckled, and before she could say anything he began to empty his bladder down her leg, washing the sticky white mess down into her boot.

When he'd finished he led her back into the canteen, by now the only people left were her boss, 4 other men, and the junior manager. She went to get another drink and as she was making her way back to her boss she noticed the junior manager talking to him, her boss didn't look very happy, but the junior manager had a rather smug look on his face, as Alison returned to his side the junior manager turned to his boss, “I'll give you a few minutes to try and make her see your position, and if she doesn't, well, you know how it's going to end”

He walked across the room to the other men and said something, there was a chorus of crude comments in response to whatever it was. Alison's boss looked at her with a grave expression on his face, “I,m afraid we have a real problem, somehow he's found out about what we've been getting up to and has decided to inform head office, so we're both going to be out of a job by next week, unless he can be persuaded not to”.

Alison looked at him, she too had a worried look on her face, “how are we going to do that, what's he after, money I suppose?” he shook his head, “no I'm afraid it's not that easy, there's only one thing he wants in order to not report us, and well, I'm afraid it's you!” She looked at him in amazement, “what do you mean, they want me?” she asked, “exactly what I said, the only way he'll keep quiet is if they can have you, not permenantly, you understand, just once, each”.

Alison's face paled as she hoped against hope that he didn't mean what she thought he meant, “you mean they want me to” he interrupted her, “yes, I'm afraid that's exactly what I do mean, they have spent months watching you come and go in your sexy outfits, and now they want to, well, see if you're as good as you look”. Alison thought for a moment, “oh I see, and when do they want me?” he looked towards the group of men, “well that's the thing, now, tonight”. She looked over at the men, they were watching her intently, one smiled at her and made a rude gesture, she realised she'd no option, other than to meet their demands. “ok, lets get it over with” she replied, and began walking across the room towards them.

One of the men handed her a large glass of Brandy, “here you go, you're gonna need this” he said, smiling as he ran his eyes over her slim body. She drank the contents of the glass in one and it was immediately taken from her, the junior manager stepped forward, “right, this is how it works, for the next couple of hours we own you, you will do exactly as we tell you, any hesitation, any refusal, and head office will hear about exactly what your job as 'personal assistant' to the gaffer entails, undertand?. She nodded her head, yes, I understand” she replied, looking down at the floor and wishing it would open up, unfortunately for her, it didn't!

She was instructed to kneel down in front of the table, with her back to it, one of the men stepped forward and undid his zip, he took out his semi erect cock and held it inches from her pretty mouth, “you know what to do with one of these I assume?” he said, she moved forwards slightly and began to lick the tip of his cock until it was fully erect, then she opened her mouth and took it inside, geipping it between her lips she slowly moved her head up and down along the shaft, the man took hold of her hair quite roughly and began to face-fuck her, a few minutes later an he fired his load into her mouth, holding her head tightly, forcing her to swallow, silently he stepped back, then just as she thought he'd finished, he bent down and lowered the zip on her suit, exposing her pert tits encased in the skimpy bikini bra, he smiled when he saw them and then to her horror, began to relieve himself, spraying his warm piss onto her cleavage, she could feel it running down her cleavage and soaking her suit from top to bottom, seemingly satisfied he took a step back and another man took his place, he didn't say a word, simply pulled out his cock and pointed it at her face, once again she took him in her mouth, once again she was forced to swallow his cum, and once again he relieved himself over her tits before walking away laughing.