Blac Girl Gets Fuced

Thank you to OldBroad76 for editing for me.

Warning: This story involves heavy degrading and use of the N word.

First Day

Kelly was finishing up getting ready for the first day at her first job. Her mum and dad had been going on at her for nearly a year to start working since she left high school, finally giving her an ultimatum to get a job before she turned 19 or they would stop paying for everything.

Luckily, she got a job 2 months before she turned 19 at some sales company in the centre of town.

When she went for the interview, she realised that everyone there wore suits, so her mum and dad got her a smart outfit for work.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Kelly pulled down her grey pencil skirt slightly. It went halfway down her thick, firm thighs. She had never worn a skirt like that before, but she liked the way it looked covering her ebony skin.

On her top, she wore a simple white blouse and a grey tight blazer. The blazer was more to help cover up her tits. She was usually more than happy to show them off since her chest was large for someone her size, but she thought it was best to hide her chest at her new job.

Kelly had always thought of herself as plump. She wasn't the tallest girl in the world, but she loved her curvy, dark body, and she also loved the way men gawked at her thick thighs, curvy ass, and big tits when she wore very little clothing.

However, she put that side of her away for her new job.

She combed her thick, long, black hair back and went downstairs to see her Mum and Dad in the kitchen getting ready for their jobs. Her mum turned and gave a funny look.

"Are you not going to wear tights?" She asked.

"What's wrong with it?" Kelly pouted as she looked down and stared at her exposed, smooth legs.

Sure, it was a little revealing, but Kelly didn't want to hide her entire personality. Plus, it was the middle of summer, so it was too hot for tights.

"Nothing," Her mum sighed, "good luck today."

"Thank you." Kelly replied.

"Yes, good luck, hun." Her dad said and kissed her forehead.

When he pulled back, Kelly sensed him examining her face full of make-up. Her lips were covered with red, and her eyes lids were shadowy. He didn't say anything, but obviously he was a little disappointed with her look.

Kelly walked to the bus stop in her three inch heels, which were much shorter than what she normally wore, and headed to the office.

Upon entering, she was greeted by a fairly handsome man coming down the stairs to the front desk.

"Hey, Kelly, right?" He asked.

"Yes, it's my first day." Kelly replied with a smile.

He's cute, for a white guy.

The tall man with short brown hair extended his hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Carl; come in." He said.

Kelly shook his hand and caught him glimpsing down at her chest.

I guess it's impossible to completely hide these,

she thought.

When he let go, Kelly followed him through the door to the main office. There were about eight other guys in suits, all looking around 30 years old. Most of them were on the phone or too focused on their emails to look up at Kelly.

"Wait here. I'll get the big boss." Carl said and walked off.

Kelly looked around, immediately feeling she was in way over her head. She was surrounded by older men in what looked to be a very serious environment, one she was not used to.

A few moments later, the man who interviewed her came out of an office at the back.

It was Mr Taylor, and he must've been in his 50s. He had short black hair with grey strands hinting through at the sides. For an older man, he was pretty handsome, as well.

"Kelly," He said with a smile, "so glad you came."

He reached out, and Kelly shook his hand.

"Of course, I'm ready to work." Kelly said, wanting to sound enthusiastic.

"Perfect," Mr Taylor replied, "why don't you take a seat at the front desk, and I'll be back in a second to start your training. Do you want a coffee?"

"I'm good thank you." Kelly replied.

She turned and headed back to the reception area, aware that both Carl and Mr Taylor didn't move and were most likely staring at her curvy ass in her tight skirt as she walked away.

Kelly sat herself down at the front desk and waited patiently.

This is it then, this is where I'll work from now on.

Less than ten minutes later, Mr Taylor arrived again holding a mug for himself. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to her.

"So, it's an easy job," He said. "All you have to do is greet people when they come in, find out who they want, and come grab them. Other than that, it's answering the phones."

"Sounds easy enough." Kelly replied. Part of what appealed her to this job was that it sounded easy.

"I'm sure you'll be fine." Mr Taylor replied with a smile.

He spent the next half hour showing Kelly how to work their database system, transfer calls, and any paperwork she may need to give people coming in.

Kelly spotted at one point that Mr Taylor didn't have a wedding ring on, but there was an obvious tan line of where one should be.

And after that brief training, Kelly was left on her own to do her job.

Flirty Co-workers

"Morning Kelly," Carl said as he walked through the front door. "How are you getting on?"

"Yeah, not bad," Kelly replied with a smile. "Same old, same old."

"Not up to anything exciting last night?" He asked, taking off his jacket and hanging it up.

"Nah, just watched TV." Kelly told him. She thought to leave out the bit of her using a dildo to make herself cum 3 times.

"You know, you've been here nearly a month now, and I've not once heard you mention a boyfriend," Carl then joked, "Shouldn't girls your age be out there dating?"

"God, who has time for that?" Kelly replied sarcastically.

Carl then leant over the reception counter, in his tight, white t-shirt. The obvious muscles on his arms looked pretty amazing.

"I'm sure there's tons of guys who want to take you out." He said in a whisper.

"Who said there wasn't?" Kelly joked back. "I'm just picky."

Which was true, Kelly had never had a boyfriend. Hell, she had only had sex with two guys, and one of them was because she was drunk.

"Well, maybe you will meet the right guy soon." Carl said, flashed her a wink and headed back to the office.

God he is hot,

Kelly thought and felt a sudden heat between her legs.

She had never been interested in white guys before. She didn't know if it was a cultural thing or what, but she had only ever been with black guys. However, working with all these handsome white men was starting to have an effect on young Kelly.

One by one, all the guys turned up for work. Last was Mr Taylor.

"Morning." He said with his usual smile.

"Morning." Kelly said back.

She instantly saw his eyes flicker down to her chest. In his defence, Kelly had given up wearing blazers, so her tits bulged out of her tops, but she found it a compliment to get such stares.

"I need you to run and get me some stamps." Mr Taylor told her.

It wasn't a request, more like an order, but Kelly didn't mind. After all, he was her boss.

"Of course, sir." Kelly said.

Mr Taylor walked to the back office, and Kelly grabbed her bag to walk to the post office. That was when John, another employee who was pretty attractive, emerged from the office.

"Hey, need some company?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure." Kelly replied with a smile.

She had learnt that all the men working there were pretty good looking, and they all went to the gym often. Over the last month, Kelly found herself cumming whilst thinking about each of them.

They stepped out of the office building and into the sun.

When Kelly turned, she saw John eyeing up her exposed, thick legs.

"So, post office?" Kelly asked with a laugh as she brought his attention back to her.

"Oh yeah, sorry." He replied.

"Don't worry, you all stare." Kelly joked, and they started to walk.

"Wait, you see that?" John asked.

"Hard to miss a load of guys staring at my tits and arse whenever I enter the room." Kelly said, and John nearly choked at her boldness.

"You really are one of a kind, aren't you." John joked.

"That's me." Kelly replied.

"So, still not got a boyfriend?" John asked.

"Why is everyone asking that today?" Kelly replied. "I don't see you guys with girlfriends or wives."

"Hey, a few of the fellas have other halves." John said back.

"Guess that's true," Kelly replied, although she never saw any of their partners, "but no, I'm just happy being me."

"And we're all very happy with you being you." John said to her in a flirty manner.

Kelly's cheeks blushed as this attractive, 30-year-old man flirted with her. What's more, she felt a twitch between her legs.

They made it to the post office, got the stamps, and headed back to work.

"We're all going out on Friday night to celebrate the end of the month if you want to go?" John asked her.

"Really?" Kelly asked.

"Yeah, why not?" John replied.

"I just didn't think you guys would want me there. I'm not exactly part of the sales team." Kelly said to him.

"Don't be silly; we're all on the same team." John said and smiled at Kelly.

I wonder if any of them will try it on with me?

A thought that instantly excited Kelly.

"Okay, I'm in." She said.

"Perfect. It also means we get to see what you look like outside of those work clothes." John flirted again.

"Maybe I'll just dress boring to disappoint you all." Kelly joked back.

"Now that would be a shame." He replied.

Unfortunately, they made it back to the office, so their flirting had to stop. John headed into the back office, and Kelly sat at her desk.

That morning was slow, and there was very little work for Kelly to do, which just meant her mind could wander at the thought of getting with one of the guys.

She didn't want to be thought of as the office slut, but it had been a long time since Kelly had a good seeing to, and truthfully, she needed it.

By the end of that day, Kelly was a horny mess. She could barely focus on anything other than getting back to her dildo that night.

When she said bye to each of them, she pictured them naked and fucking her.

Work Night Out

"Your taxi's here!" Kelly's Mum shouted from downstairs.

Kelly gave herself one last look in the mirror.

She was wearing a leather skirt that was very tight and very high up. She also wore a v cup top that went very low. To be honest the v only met at the bottom, right where it tucked into her skirt.

Which meant her big, ebony tits were pretty much out, the material only just covering her nipples.

"Coming." Kelly shouted back as she finished putting her red lipstick on.

She headed down, feeling her tits bounce as she walked.

"Woah, you're going out like that?" Her mum asked.

"What?" Kelly replied with a huff.

"Your Mum's right, I don't know how I feel about you drinking with a bunch of older white men while dressed like that." Her dad said.

"Dad," Kelly sighed, "did you really have to add the white on there?"

"I'm just saying." He sighed back.

"Well relax, I'll be fine. They're nice guys." Kelly said and hugged her mum and dad before heading off.

She was back in her five-inch heels, which just felt more natural to her. Even though it was night, the air was still hot, and Kelly was grateful that she wore little clothing.

It was about a 20-minute ride in the taxi before it finally pulled up to the bar. Kelly instantly spotted a few of the guys waiting outside.

"Hey!" She shouted as she got out of the taxi.

She couldn't help but laugh when nearly all of their eyes popped out of their heads when they saw her.

She strode up to them, full of confidence and feeling her tits bounce around.

"Are you guys just going to stare like that all night, or should I get changed?" Kelly laughed out.

"Yeah, come on guys, have some class." Carl told them.

Some of the guys laughed, but some continued staring at Kelly's chest. Truthfully though, her pussy was soaked from them looking at her. She knew she wanted one of them to fuck her that night.

"Sooooo," Kelly said as no one spoke, "who wants to buy me a drink?"

"Go on then." John laughed out, and the group headed in.

Kelly went to sit down in a booth with Carl as the rest of the guys went to the bar. Instantly he sat right up next to her, and Kelly felt the heat off his body against her smooth, ebony skin.

"You look pretty amazing tonight." He said into her ear to be heard over the bar's loud music.

"Thanks, I try." Kelly joked back.

Both of their bare arms were pressed against each other, each movement just exciting Kelly more and more.

"How are you single?" Carl asked, his aftershave sending Kelly's senses wild.

"I could say the same about you." She whispered.

She looked into his deep, green eyes, only inches from hers.

Is he gonna kiss me?

But before anything happened, the rest of the guys turned up with a tray full of drinks. A shot for each and a cocktail.

"Just the one for me," Kelly said, "I'm not a big drinker."

"Booo!" The guys all chanted.

"Don't want you lot taking advantage of me when I'm drunk." Kelly joked, and they all laughed back.

Carl took Kelly's shot and Kelly just drank her watered-down cocktail.

"To a good month everyone." Steve, another employee shouted, and they all hit their glasses together.

It was tight in the booth for all of them, and Kelly found herself wedged between Carl and John. Their two hot, masculine bodies were pressed against her.

"So, how are you finding it, Kelly?" Steve asked from the other side of the table.

"Yeah, I'm loving it," she shouted back over the music. "Shame about my co-workers though."

"Ahh rubbish, you know you love us." Another guy said back to her.

That was when Kelly jumped as she felt a warm hand land on top of her bare thigh.

She looked down and saw it was Carl, and when she looked back up, he was smiling at her.

Oh god, please let it be him tonight.

Either the other guys didn't see Carl's hand on her thigh, or they didn't care because no one said anything. But as long as his hand remained there, Kelly's pussy got wetter and wetter.

The guys all joked and chatted for half an hour. Kelly joined in when she could, but when the subject was about sales, then she didn't have much to input.

Until Steve spoke again.

"Come on then Kelly, we've been dying to know." He shouted.

"Know what?" Kelly replied, now drinking just a glass of water.

"Which of us you think is the hottest?" Steve asked and Kelly nearly spat out her drink.

She looked around, and although they were all smiling at her, Kelly could tell they wanted an answer.

It was at that moment Kelly felt totally surrounded. Eight big, handsome white men were all looking at her, and she loved it.

"Who says I think any of you are hot?" Kelly joked back.

"Ah, that was the coward's answer." One of the guys shouted, and the rest laughed.

"Fine," Kelly said and once again they listened intensely, "you're all pretty hot, but I guess Carl is the winner there."

With that, his hand squeezed her thigh, and her pussy twitched again. Kelly's black thong was soaked against her wet hole.

"Fucking Carl," One guy shouted, "he's always the hot one."

"What can I say, boys?" Carl laughed back.

He squeezed her thigh again, and Kelly looked down.

His hand has definitely moved up my thigh,

she realised.

When she looked back up a few of the guys were looking at her.

"Right, boys," John said. "Why don't we leave these two and see if there are any girls in here that find us attractive?"

A few guys cheered and headed off, leaving Kelly and Carl alone in the booth.

Kelly nervously sipped her drink. She was horny, but she didn't want to come off as easy to her co-workers.

But then when she looked up, she saw Carl staring at her with hunger in his eyes.

"So, you think I'm the hottest?" He said with a cocky grin.

"Don't get too big headed," Kelly joked back. "You were just the first to come to mind."

"Is that so?" Carl whispered.

His body had turned to face Kelly, and she felt his stare burning through her. She didn't realise it, but she started to breath heavier, her chest slightly moving up and down.

"Yeah," She whispered, feeling his face edge closer to her, her eyes moving to his soft lips, "it is so."

Then she felt it.

His lips gently pressed against hers, and Kelly closed her eyes.

Carl's hand squeezed her thigh again as he pulled back and kissed her once more.

Kelly's right hand instinctively rose up and held onto his cheek, pulling him in deeper. His mouth opened, and Kelly let his tongue in, let it run against hers.

She had never kissed a white man before, but Kelly felt like she was melting into him.

"Mmm." She moaned as his tongue gently ran against hers.

I can't believe I'm kissing an older, white man... but I did want this.

When his hand slid an inch higher up her thigh, Kelly couldn't hold in her moan. She tightened her hold on Carl's face and kissed him back more aggressively.

A little higher... Carl's fingertips went underneath Kelly's leather skirt and she didn't nothing to stop it.

What's he doing?

She thought as they made out.

What am I doing?

Kelly involuntary opened her thick, ebony thighs, allowing his hand to delve higher.

"Ooooh." Kelly whispered a moan when his fingertips touched her thong, pressing against her soaked pussy.

She bit his bottom lip before pushing her tongue back into his mouth.

I'm so fucking horny!

Kelly wanted nothing more than to have Carl pull her thong to one side and finger her; she didn't even care that it was so public. But he just gently rubbed her pussy from outside of her drenched thong, teasing her with pleasure that she could have.

Then when his free hand reached inside of her revealing top and cupped her heavy tit, Kelly let out a louder moan.

"Oh god... Carl." She panted into his mouth.

His fingers played with her stiff nipple as his other hand rubbed her pussy.

But then he pulled away completely.

"Come on, let's go to the dancefloor." He said firmly to her.

Is he joking?

Kelly thought,

Can't you just finger me and make me cum please?

But with his stern look, Kelly did as she was told.

Taking his hand that was just rubbing her nipple, Carl guided Kelly through the busy dance floor and right to the centre.

If Kelly thought that the touching had ended there, she was very much mistaken.

Carl spun her around so she faced away from him, and his hands grabbed her hips, and he pressed his waist against her curvy ass.

Oh god... I can feel his cock!

Kelly instinctively started to grind back against him. She knew how to dance with a guy to make them want her, although normally it was just to tease, but this time she wanted Carl to fuck her and fuck her hard.

His lips touched the back of her neck, gently kissing as she moved her ass up and down his waist, feeling his hard, very big cock covered by jeans.

"Oh god." She panted, hornier than ever.

She felt him pull away for a moment, but he returned before she could turn around. He pushed his body up against hers again, making Kelly want to melt into his arms.

Then suddenly his hands reached around and cupped both of her tits from outside of her top.

"Oooh god." She moaned as he played with her tits.

It was so public, Kelly couldn't believe she was letting this happen in front of so many people, but weirdly that just added to her excitement.

He squeezed her tits once again before his hands moved back to grabbing her ass.

"Yes." Kelly whispered to herself when his fingertips brushed against the back of her thigh.