Crossing more lines.
(Reading previous chapters will inform on how the story arrives at this point.)
Suzanne stood up in front of me and pushed her skirt down. It pooled at her feet, revealing a black lace garter belt holding up her black stockings and a lace g-sting no more than a patch of transparent black fabric that barley covered her puffy, pouty pussy. I nuzzled my face to her crotch inhaled her perfume and pussy aroma through my flaring nostrils. I pulled her tightly to me, kissed her g-string patch, lapped her moist crack with my wet probing tongue, eliciting moans of pleasure from Suzanne. My lust stirred once again. I pulled her G string down and devoured her cunt, lapping, sucking and probing her mature fleshy fronds with excited fervour, which pleasurably shocked her and surprised me considering the fucking with Jason and the sex with Jessy that I had enjoyed already.
Suzanne was all woman, her meaty labia I found fascinating. Sensual in their existence and presence. They were eminently suckable. That is what I did. I sucked them into my salivating mouth, emitting the noises of a feast, being gorged by me. My bosses juice wet my face as it mixed with my saliva. Suzanne had a cunt that was mature, big and womanly. I wanted to put my head in it, a strange concept, a ridiculous thought. My boss forcefully pulling my head to her cunt only added to the fantasy act.
Suzanne shuddered and stumbled, having a mini climax and eased up on trying to swallow me with her open wet fanny, allowing me the opportunity to suckle on her large blood engorged clitoris. I sucked and tongued it ferociously. She wobbled on her four-inch high heels as she lost control of her body to me. I held her steady as I sucked and sucked at her mini cocklike clit as she came and came, as I did.
At this point, several things happened. Suzanne inelegantly fell forward onto the bed, trapping me by her collapsing onto me. Her open, sweet-tasting cunt engulfed my face as I continued orally to pleasure my boss. She orgasmed again and again as my fingers found her anal rosebud and lightly fingered it with one finger. Suzanne was moaning loudly, but it was muffled to me as her thighs were clamping my head as she rode my head and face. I heard a muffled to my ears, dull thud, followed by muffled raised voices, which became audible to me as Suzanne released my flushed pussy juice smeared head.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Jessy was back, shouting at us both.
"I do not believe it, Nester." She used my proper name again. She was, pissed off with me! and continued to shout at me. "Fuck a bloke without me, fucked me making me late back to work causing me to have a row with my executive boss, get me the sack and now I find you shagging your boss! She was enjoying it too! What the actual fuck, Nester!"
Jessy burst into a flood of tears and threw herself on the bed.
This day could not get any worse, could it? I had fucked Jason, her brother, ravished her and allowed her to eat me out, knowing that she was savouring Jasons sperm from my cunt. I got her the sack for being late back to her job, a job she adored. Now I had been caught cheating on her with Suzanne. Actually, with my face almost ears deep in my bosses cunt.
What took place next considering, all the sexual events of the day, shocked me.
Suzanne removed her bra. This act in itself surprised me. She rolled to Jessy, my weeping for doe-eyed fiancee wiped her eyes with her fingers, gave her a peck on her cheek and offered a breast to her mouth!
Jessy, wide-eyed and looking childlike, still sobbing, seemed mesmerised with Suzanne, her thirty-eight-inch bust and her large areola and stimulated distended extended nipples. I watched in trepidation at the scene before me, fearing Jessy flying off the handle again, then in fascination at her full lips seemingly drawn to the perfect looking womanly boobs in front of her and being hand cupped offered to her to nurse on.
