The last few months have been a sexual awakening for me. I am married to a wonderful man, an amazing husband, and a very kinky, cum eating, cuckold. My husband loves to see me with other men and it really drives him wild when he see's me shoving a giant white cock down my throat. It has really turned our love life around and brought our orgasms to a whole new level. You see, me and my husband are both black and both love white cock. What my husband doesn't know is that my perversion goes a lot deeper then that.
My name is Tasa and I am a junior executive at Advertising Strategies, a small advertising company in L.A.. Mrs. Mathews is our department head and a real bitch. She is a leggy blond, 5'10, 120lbs, and about 10 of those pounds were in her new huge fake tits. She has a flat ass but a cute face, kind of reminds me of Pamela Anderson. Mrs. Mathews is always giving me a hard time, making bitchy remarks, and doing whatever she can to get under my skin. I think its because when her husband came to take her to lunch he couldn't keep his eyes off me. He was a tall blonde, blue eyed, white man and his dick was fighting to get out of his pants when he saw me. I was a bit shocked because the bulge had to be at least 9 inches trying to burst out of his zipper. Her husband hasn't been back to take her to lunch since then and she has been riding my ass ever since.
One day after my lunch break Mrs. Mathews called me into her office to drop off the new graphics for the Wittier account. I headed into her office, she was sitting relaxed and loose in her chair, smiling ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. As I approached she tilted further back in her chair. I dropped the graphics on her desk and said, "Here are the graphics you wanted me to bring you Mrs. Mathews." and I started to turn away.
She quickly quipped back, "Wait Tasa, could you please hand them to me?"
I picked up the graphics and headed to the other side of the desk. Mrs. Mathews hand was below the desk and I started to hear a quiet lapping sound. As I handed her the files I looked down and saw her hand on top of an ebony woman's head. I was caught of guard, the files dropped from my hand and fell to the floor with a thud. The girl between Mrs. Mathews legs stopped lapping up her pussy and tried to move her head up but Mrs. Mathews pushed her head back down and said, "Keep licking my pussy you dark skinned slut or you will be collecting your last paycheck today."
From below I heard a mousey, "Yes ma'am..." as she a slammed her face back into Mrs. Mathews pussy and started lapping again.
I recognized the girl, she was a friend of mine, Charlene, barely out of college. She had a hot little body and a face like foxy brown. My pussy was starting to get wet and I hadn't noticed Mrs. Mathews put her hand on my inner thigh working her way up my skirt. I realized what was happening when I felt her fingers tickle my pussy. I pulled away with a gasp as Mrs. Mathews said, "Come on Tasa, why don't you have a taste and if your a good little girl maybe you can lay on my desk and spread them legs so I can return the favor."
I was in shock and yelled, "Fuck you!" as I headed for the door.
Mrs. Mathews replied, "Be a good girl for me Tasa and I will make it worth your wild."
I opened the door and slammed it as I left. I made my way back to my cubicle and got back to work. However I was still distracted, the scene I saw in her office kept haunting me and kept me wet. I was constantly eyeing her door, waiting for Charlene to leave. I moved my skirt up a bit and rubbed myself through my silk panties. That white whore got me hot but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction. Eventually Charlene came out of the office, head down, she took her arm and wiped it across her mouth. Trying to wipe off the rest of Mrs. Mathews off her face.
She quickly made her way back to her cubicle, like a walk a shame from a fraternity. I walked over to her cubicle, she couldn't even look at me when I took a seat across from her. Her makeup was messed up, hair disheveled, and clothes loose and wrinkled. I asked, "What happened in there girl?"
She started to tear up and hyper ventilating when she tried to reply, "I was late delivering the specs to the printer for the Fowler account and almost lost the client." She sobbed and continued on, "Mrs. Mathews called me into her office and threatened to fire me unless... unless... unless...."
I put my finger over her lips and said, "I understand girl, just take a second and calm down." I moved in quickly and kissed her on the lips, I could still taste Mrs. Mathews pussy still on her lips. Charlene was shocked and started to calm down. Charlene had just divorced her husband a month earlier and had been an emotional wreck the last few weeks. That bitch went to far and I had a planned to get her back for Charlene before she tried to pull the same shit on me.
Charlene quibbled, "What should I do? I need this job, it's all that I have" she sobbed.
"Don't worry girl, we will get her back, I swear." I replied.
Charlene hugged me around my neck and buried her head in my shoulder saying, "Thank you, Thank you" over and over.
I pulled her back a bit and looked into her eyes. Her head moved in and we started kissing. We had a little privacy from the cubicle but I was constantly looking around to make sure no one could see us. This young ebony sister moved down to my neck and started sucking. Her free hand rubbed by breasts softly. I was getting hot and she was becoming lost in ecstasy. I grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled. She released a soft moan, as I stood over her pulling her head back. I leaned in a gave her one long kiss and said, "Girl, you are one sexy woman but we need to get Mrs. Mathews back first. If she knew what we were doing right now, she would use it to control both of us. We will have our fun but that bitch must pay first."
I headed back to my cubicle but couldn't stop rubbing my pussy the rest of the day. That night I talked Jerome about what happened. The dirty cuck pitched a tent during the whole story. By the end of the night I had devised a plan to get Mrs. Mathews back. The first thing I was going to need to do was get her personal information. Human Resources would have her info and Mr. Parker was in charge of HR. Mr. Parker was a 55 year old, beer bellied, white man with a mall Santa type beard. I explained to Jerome that Mr. Parker was always flirting with and groping the women around the office. Since he was head of HR it was hard for the women in the office to complain. I explained to Jerome that I was sure Mr. Parker would give me the info I needed in exchange for a blowjob.
Jerome laid behind me in our bed and I could feel his dick getting hard again against my ass. He reached around to my tits grabbing both of them with a tight squeeze and said, "Are you going to enjoy sucking that old mans white dick?"
I pushed back into his dick and said, "Ooohhh yeah baby, I am going to swallow his cock then swallow his cum, and let just a bit dry on my lips to share with you later. Maybe I will let him record it for you..."
This drove Jerome crazy and he was begging me to fuck him. I was so horny and wet myself I could barely contain myself. I was in my bedtime lingerie and pulled my panties to the side so Jerome could try to please me. He fumbled with his boxers and had his ABC, average black dick, in me within seconds. I wished it was a huge white cock, but I was so horny anything hard and warm would do. As he started fucking me I yelled back to him, "You better not cum before me or that little dick wont see this pussy again for a long time." He started fucking me harder.