Nancy S Dinner Party

Dickard Ballz meets the owner of the company he works for. This story contains rimming. Lots of rimming. And squirting. And women over 40.

All characters and situations mentioned are 100% fictional

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The owner of the t-shirt factory is Nancy McLancy. Nancy is a blond haired, blue eyed, 55 year old rich bitch with sunburnt, freckled, fake tits that are always popping out of the overpriced work clothes she wears. She doesn't come into the office often, but when she does, she only talks to her "favorites" and doesn't acknowledge anyone else, so most of the staff doesn't like her. She's married to a rich, powerful dickface named Lancey McLancy. But apparently, he spends more time at his vacation home in Thailand than he does with her - a tidbit of information that may or may not be relevant later.

One day, Nancy called me into her office, which was weird because I was merely a lowlife warehouse employee. And lately, I hadn't even been working in the warehouse because the warehouse manager, Angela, decided that I was to spend every minute on the clock inside the janitor's closet, servicing the assholes of herself and the other women working there with my tongue and I had been putting in a lot of overtime. Sure, I had relapsed HARD into rimjob addiction, but I was able to do so semi-anonymously in a way that allowed me to catch up on my bills!

I received a text from Angela that read:

"Nancy wants to see you in her office. You may leave the closet."

I figured I was going to be fired. But I got to her office and she was actually kind of nice. She invited me to take a seat and then she sat down at her desk.

"So how do you like working at McLancy Enterprises?"

I tried to lie as convincingly as possible. "It's great!" I said. "I'm getting caught up on my bills and I get along with my coworkers."

"Lotta girls in there!" She said. "I bet they got you doing all the heavy lifting!"

"Oh, it's not so bad," I said with a slight laugh. "I have older sisters, I've been doing the lifting my whole life!"

She laughed a little too. "I can tell," she said. "You look strong!"

"Oh, thank you." I said shyly trying not to glance at her reddish-white, freckled breasts, only half of which were covered by her tight, white button-up.

"I hope I'm not making you nervous." She said, in the obligatory, professional manner.

"Of course not!" I lied, smiling awkwardly. Of course I was nervous! At first, I thought I was being fired, but by this point, I figured that was not the case. So what was I doing here???

Slowly, she stood up from her seat. Now that she was standing and I was sitting, there was no way of avoiding those tits. Sweet fuck! I pondered her cup size in my mind. Triple D's? Quadruple F's? How does she fucking drive with those things???

"Good, because I don't want you to be nervous around me, Dickie. (She re-establishes eye contact) May I call you...Dickie?"

Shit, now my erection was complete. "No problem!" I hoped she wouldn't make me stand up anytime soon.

She got close enough to my face to kiss me and just said, "Good!" With an unsettling, psychotically grandiose smile. She proceeded to walk around to the back of my chair and start giving me a backrub.

"I want you to be comfortable around me, Dickie. And although I find your pathetic lack of confidence charming and adorable, I don't want you to be nervous around me just because I'm the owner of the company."

She moved in closer to me and started to massage me more intensely. She was standing right above me, there was no way I could hide my jean-tent.

"Listen Dickie," said Nancy as she continued to rub my back. "I think I may have an opportunity for you, but we can't discuss it here. You know how it is, people are nosy. They feel like they've been here however long and they deserve whatever and you're the new guy and blah blah blah. But I'm the boss. I make the rules around here!"

My dick seemed to transform into granite as she dug her nails into my chest and dragged them down my torso. She then straightened her fingers out, slipped them into my pants and grabbed onto my throbbing, PAINFULLY ERECT 10 inch cock and squeezed with both hands.

"Know what I mean...Dick?" She said into my ear.

Her face pressed up against the side of mine as she bent over the chair I was sitting in, latched onto my cock. Her office had windows. People could see us! And like she said, these are nosy people! Yes, I was fucking nervous! And then, she let go. She stood up, straightened out her clothing and patted her hands on my shoulders and said, "Ok. Well..."

She walks back over to her desk and starts doing something with her hands under the desk that I can't see because I'm trying to hold her eye contact as she continues talking to me.

"I'd like to invite you to a little dinner party at my house. Do you know where Calabasas is?"

Calabasas was an hour away without traffic! It's up in the hills, where everyone is rich as shit. That's all I knew about Calabasas.

"Yes, I know where Calabasas is."

"Fantastic then." She said with that same wacky smile as she placed a little gift box on the desk with an envelope attached to it. "All the info you need will be right in there and there's a little gift for you as well that I hope you'll enjoy."

"Ok, thank you. I guess I'll see you at the dinner party then." I said as I grabbed my gift and began to shuffle out of there as quickly as I could.

"Please take your break now, go out to your car and open your gift. Then you can go back to the warehouse and check in with Angela." Nancy turned to her computer and started typing dissociatively. I got to my car as quick as possible and opened the envelope. Inside of it was a folded note that had an address, an arrival time and a dress code (dress-casual, which meant I would have to buy something to wear. Great.) Then I opened the box. Inside of it was a pair of fresh, wet panties. I assume she must have removed them when she was sitting back down at her desk because they smelled like FRESH pussy juice.

I sniffed them. And then I huffed them. They were indeed drenched in pussy juice but I kept huffing and huffing at the part of her panties that touched her sweet, sweet asshole. I couldn't help it anymore...

I balled up the panties in my hand and rushed to the bathroom where I put the wet panties over my face with the asshole part over my nose. I inhaled hard, repeatedly as I sucked the wetness of the panties, jerking myself to completion. I came in my hand, wiped the cum in the panties, ate the panties and went back to my janitor's supply closet where I ate ass for the rest of my shift.

After work, I went home, took a shower and changed my clothes. I stopped in Hollywood to pick up something fancy-casual along the way. I bought a new black dress shirt, a black leather belt and those pointy black dress shoes with a pair of white jeans. I also bought Nancy some flowers because I thought it was the proper thing to do in this situation.

When I arrived at Nancy's door approximately 20 minutes after arriving at her gate, she looked impressed. And beyond that, she looked fucking hot! She was wearing a white top with a long black skirt and lacy, gold high heels. She bit her lip as she eyed me up and down. When her eyes met back up with mine, they lit up as she said, "Hey, we're matching!"

I looked down at myself and then back up at her and smiled. "Yeah," I replied. "I guess we are!" I stuck out my arm holding the flowers. "I hope you like roses!"

Now she was just plain surprised. "Well, look at you, you little sweetheart! You are just adorable! Come in, come in!"

I walked in and she closed the door behind me. The place was huge. And spotless. Literally a palace.

"Welcome to my humble abode!" She laughed. Humble??? I live in the fucking slums, lady! Last week, a guy broke into my neighbor's car, overdosed and died in the backseat. I had just driven a little over an hour and arrived on another planet as far as I was concerned!

"It's...completely amazing!" I said, even more dumbfounded than I was by the way her white shirt did very little to hide her fake tits or the rest of her beautiful bust and torso.

She smiled as I took in the sight and what a sight it was! "Here," she said. "Let me give you the tour."

She walked me into the next room, which was the enormous dining room to the right and the enormous kitchen to the left. She put the roses into a vase and filled it with water.

"I really love the flowers Dickie, thanks again. My husband hasn't brought me flowers in 20 something years!" She closed her eyes as she inhales the fragrance of the roses and opens her eyes, looking right at me as she exhaled. She looked enamored with me.

"I hope I'm not crossing any boundaries," I started. She stopped me.

"It is not even like that, trust me. My husband could give a rat's ass what I'm doing. Fuck knows what he's up to out there in Thailand. He's probably forgotten all about me by now."

Bitch, you know you had him killed!

"Anyway!" She said, refocusing. She began to walk towards me, "Before we talk business," she placed one hand on my chest... "And before we get to dinner," she placed the other hand on my chest... "I want to thank you for coming all the way to Calabasas for me tonight, baby." She had me backed up against the refrigerator now. She slipped me the tongue as she began undoing my pants. I finally let my guard down and my erection was...well, up! She started rubbing my cock and balls through my underwear.

"Oh fuck, your cock is enormous!" she said.

"Thanks!" I said politely as she squatted down and started undoing my pants. As she started sucking my dick, I rested my head against the fridge and closed my eyes. She picked up the pace and started sucking a little faster, a little faster, a little faster. It felt amazing. She was a pro and for sure had had more than her fair share of practice. When I came in her mouth, I opened my eyes and noticed a group of women in her backyard. There were at least 30 women there, between the ages of 40 and 65. And they were all dressed just like Nancy was. What the fuck was going on?

"Thank you for cumming in my mouth!" said Nancy, wiping the excess into her mouth with her index finger. "I haven't had a mouth full of cum in a long time."

"My pleasure," I said. "That was amazing!"

She popped back up to her feet and said, "There will be plenty of time for more of that later," she said. "But now, I want to introduce you to some friends of mine."

I followed Nancy out to her gigantic, beautiful backyard. A lot of her friends were really hot, some were pretty rough looking, most of them were just average looking, middle-aged women (which, to me, means HOT). I introduced myself to every one of them, although some of them needed no introduction because they were famous. There were several trophy wives of other rich men who were off being super creepy in far-away lands but there were also business women, some of whom brought friends or employees with them, there were singers, rappers, movie stars, porn stars, even politicians! And they were all extremely happy to meet me.

Once we had completed the introductions as well as some small-talk, which took quite a while, Nancy held up her wine glass and clinked a fork against it to get everyone's attention.

"Ladies, ladies! I do believe it's time!"

Instantly, anyone drinking wine or champagne finished it and then they all gathered together as Nancy walked out in front of them.

"Here's the deal, Dick!" Nancy started. "Remember what I told you about my husband?"

"Yeah, that he doesn't care what you do while he's in Thailand?"

"That he's a deadbeat husband who never fucks his wife and he's probably at the bottom of a pile of girls that are a fraction of his age, you mean? Yeah, ok, well, most of these women here are in similar situations. And YOU happen to have a special little skill that I happen to know about!"

Oh fuck. This can't be...

I stared blankly as I muttered the words, "I...don't..."

"Aw come on, Dickie! You know what I'm talking about, you're a fucking ass eater! A rimmer, I think they call it?" She turns towards her guests, "This man right here went to RIMJOB REHAB ladies, do you hear me? RIMJOB!!! REHAB!!!"

Fuck, the neighbors are going to hear! No they won't, their houses are too far away.

She turns back to me with that wacked out smile again. "You're a sick little pervert, aren't ya? Well guess what, pervert..." She said as she closed in on me and kissed me on the lips. "We're horny." She kissed me again. "We're ALL horny." She kissed me again. "So I think you know what you're having for dinner tonight." She kissed me one last time, passionately and then walked back out in front of her guests.

"Ok ladies! Ready?" Said Nancy. All the women grabbed onto the one button holder their skirts on their bodies. "1-2-3!!!"

At once, all 30 women dropped their skirts! Nancy, standing in front of them like a leader, turned her ass towards me, spread her cheeks as she bent down and shouted, "SUCK!!!"

Without hesitation, I was on my knees with my tongue up her ass, licking, sucking and slurping like my life depended on it. She was getting really into it. Many of the other women rubbed their pussies as they watched. They began to crowd around and close in on me. I felt several hands grab onto my hair and my neck, guiding me in an in-out motion. Before I even realized it, my face was up another woman's ass. And then another. They all tasted amazing. Unfortunately, I can't describe one from the other because they didn't let me have a break from sucking assholes until they pulled my head out of one woman's ass, so that 3 other women could surround me and squirt right in my face.

"You like all that fucking juice, don't you! You little pervert! You fucking little asshole sucker!!!"

I sucked one woman's asshole while two other women just rubbed theirs assholes all over the sides of my head and face, just so I would reek of rectum extra hard. They would rotate between them, taking turns so that every one of them got a few turns each, getting their assholes tongue-fucked and sucked while others either rubbed their assholes on my head or rubbed their pussies until they were squirting on me.

At some point, Nancy said, "Put him on the table!"

Four women picked me up off the floor and walked me over to the picnic table. They dropped me next to the table in front of Nancy, who was standing there naked with a mean grimace on her face.

"Why are you still wearing clothes, you fucking idiot? Take them off, now!"

Before I even had the chance, a woman ran up and quickly unbuckled my pants and began angrily yanking them down my legs. Another lady ran up to help get them off of me.

"Fuck, look at his fucking cock!" I heard one woman shout.

Nancy closed in on me and wrapped her hand around my throat. She locked eyes with me and said, "Lay down on the table, BOY! It's time you ate your dinner."

The women escorted me to the table and motioned for me to lay down on it, which I did, with my head hanging off the edge. Nancy walked up to me, looking like she was upside down.

"I hope you're hungry, you motherfucking pig!" she sneered right before she turned around, spread her ass open and sat her hole down on my face. I stuck my tongue out and it went straight up her smooth, leathery asshole. She bounced up and down on it like it was a cock.

"That's right, loser!" she said as she bounced her asshole up and down on my tongue. "I want to feel your tongue deep inside my asshole. All the way inside. That's right. You're gonna get your opportunity to lick all these other nice ladys' assholes too. That sounds tasty, doesn't it, loser?"

I kinda made a sound to answer her, but what was I supposed to say? My mouth was wide open with my tongue INSIDE her asshole! She wasn't having it. She screamed, "I SAID THAT SOUNDS FUCKING TASTY DOESN'T IT, LOSER??!!"

I made the sound louder, "AHH, AH-HAH, AH-HAH,"

"That's right it does, you fuck! But first you gotta suck mine so I know you're doing it right! You're not gonna embarrass me in front of all these women, you piece of shit! These are successful, well-respected, IMPORTANT women! CAN YOU EVEN SPELL 'IMPORTANT'??? If you're lucky, maybe one of them will help you stop being such a loser, LOSER!"

She said all that while holding her ass open and bouncing on my tongue. But now she stood up and stood over me, rubbing her pussy.

"Your so fucking stupid, loser," she said as she rubbed her pussy with a growing intensity. "No wonder you work in a warehouse."

"Where'd you find this pathetic piece of trash?" another woman (the next in line, I presumed).

Nancy turned to her and said, "He works for me! He's an employee!" she scoffed.

The woman snickered, "It's a good thing I run the labor board!"

Right at that moment, Nancy squirted. She held the back of my head and aimed her squirting pussy right at my upturned nose, even though my mouth was open and my tongue was sticking out. She squirted right up my nose, with velocity. I struggled to breathe.

"Holy shit!" I gagged. I heard several women laugh at me. Some even called me a pussy.

"Aw, poor baby," Nancy mocked me. "It makes it hard to breathe with pussy juice shooting up your nose, doesn't it? WELL YOU BETTER FUCKING GET USED TO IT, YOU GOT ABOUT 29 MORE TO GO, LOSER!!!" She let out an evil, vampirish laugh as another woman approached me with her fat, cellulite-ridden ass cheeks spread apart. As I suck-fucked her asshole, Nancy walked over to my cock and started sucking it. She didn't suck it for long. She was just lubing it up so she could shove it inside her pussy and ride it.

"Fuck YEAH!!!" she shouted. "Even when my husband used to fuck me, he didn't have a cock like this! FUCK!!!"

I spent the next few hours of my life with middle-aged women taking turns sitting on my face, squirting up my nose and riding my cock until THEY came. Of course I came several times as well, right inside the pussies of rich, powerful, paramenopausal women. I'm not even sure who I came inside of because I couldn't see who was riding me. They all just used my cock and/or tongue as desired until they were finished with me. When it was all said and done, my jaw and cock were in a LOT of pain and I looked like I had just gotten out of the shower, when in reality, I needed to get IN the shower. Many of them left business cards and offered me odd jobs, doing this or that so to speak. Nancy asked if I wanted the job of doing whatever she said sexually every weekend for $1,000. I accepted. Now I got money in the bank, several jobs lined up AND my breath smells like assholes!

THANKS NANCY!!!