Dipping Pens in Company Ink

"Oh yes! Give it to me! Please, please, Mr. Steel!!" I cried as I wriggled and wormed around his slippery upturned dick. "Please give me all of your cum!"

"Fuck fuck FUCK!" the CFO bellowed as he thrust wildly inside me again and again. He drove his dick deep into me - in and out and in and out, harder and faster, over and over again, ripping my insides apart upon every fucking thrust. My insides writhed in pain and pleasure as the might of his manhood wrung out my insides. My cunt was blooming with warm electric feelings of immense euphoria, and I couldn't help but wail in delight as my pussy exploded with warm creamy juices all over the CFO's shaft, soaking his balls and belly.

SPLISH SPLASH the CFO pounded me over and over again, his balls slapping furiously against my sopping wet taint, splashing jizz all over ourselves and soaking the table in our slippery sin.

"Cum for me, little girl," Mr. Steel moaned as his dick pulsated HARD inside me.

I could tell he was about to orgasm; his body tensed up and his dick swelled hard, spasming against my slippery insides. And at just the right moment before his almighty zenith, my cunt clenched hard and through clenched teeth I cried:

"Cum in me Daddy!"

The CFO roared loudly as he drove his massive member in and out and in and out, bruising my pussy and wrecking my walls, bucking and thrusting without compassion or remorse, all before shaking with uncontrollable convulsions and exploding with a thunderous:

"I'M CUUUUMMMMIIING!! AHGGGGHHHHHHHGH!!"

Hot liquid gushes erupted from his cockhead, squirting upwards and soaking my insides with ALL of his seed! SLAP SLAP SLAP he continued thrusting over and over again, his balls slapping furiously against my ass, unleashing buckets of cum deepeer and deeper inside of me, paying no heed to my pleas of pain. He wrapped both hands around my throat and squeezed until my screams were silenced. This brought on my second screaming orgasm as my pussy juices married with his own cock cream, in and out and in an out, chocking me and fucking me and splashing all over, soaking ourselves and my stockings in company debauchery.

One, two, three more final thrusts, and Mr. Steel collapsed on top of me, breathing his hot bourbon breath into my mouth, kissing my lips every so softly as his cock throbbed in delight. My pussy responded with her own spasms, which made both me and the CFO quiver with goose bumps as we gasped for air. Musky aromas surrounded as we breathed in unison, staring at each other all starry-eyed and overly satisfied.

Flop! The CFO's dick plopped out of me! My pussy spasmed so hard that it pushed him out!

Jizzy juices spurt everywhere and began to pool inside my cherry asshole. Mr. Steel pushed himself away and started zipping himself up. He grabbed my clothes and threw them at me like some cheap whore—I giggled at this naughty thought as more cum trickled out of my wrecked, stretched hole.

Something started to arise during post-coital bliss, and no, it wasn't his dick. During those moist moments of reflection, a terrifying thought occurred to me:

I haven't taken birth control in months.