My ass belongs to the BBC boss

I’ve been working at a prestigious company for three years. I’m an ambitious young woman with a perfect figure. All the men go crazy for my slender legs, firm tits and plump ass. I work hard both at work and at the gym. My husband got tired of competing with me and couldn’t keep up. I love riding him. But this wasn`t enough for me.

So, gradually, he gave up on me allowing me to fuck whoever I wanted. One day, he caught me talking to my boss. I told him I was ready for it again and again. Then I confessed to my husband that I was having sex with my boss.

My boss, Mr. Jackson is a tall, black man, 45 years old. Why did I give myself to him? Because he’s handsome, athletic, and has an air of authority that makes everyone in the office tremble. It turned me on. I was ready to give myself to him anywhere.

He was married to a strict woman who categorically refused anal sex. He told me his wife thought it was dirty. But he couldn’t live without it. I was ready to give him anything, even if it was my ass.

It all started at a company party. My boss and I were smoking in the parking lot. His talk of business excited me. I decided to open a bottle of wine. So I went to my car to get it from the trunk. He came up behind me, his breath hot on my neck. Tall, muscular, in an expensive suit, I was ready to do anything he asked.

• You know why we’re here. – His low voice murmured next to my ear. His hands rested on my hips. – My wife is sleeping two blocks from here and has no idea how much I want your ass.
• Boss, that’s risky! – I stammered.
• The risk is what makes it sweeter.

He turned me to face the trunk and bent me over. My dress rode up revealing my black lace panties. Jackson ran his hand over my buttocks squeezing them, spreading them. Then he dropped to his knees. I gasped as his warm, wet, and insistent tongue touched my anus. He licked in circles penetrating with the tip making me shudder.

My body burned with the sensation. Jackson unbuttoned his pants. His black cock burst free. I gasped at his black, thick cock, its swollen head glistening with precum. Jackson took a bottle of lube from his bag. The cool liquid slid down my anus. He rubbed it in with his fingers, first one, then two, stretching my hole. I moaned arching.

• Relax, baby. I’m taking my time. – He told me. I nodded biting my lip. Slowly he entered. Pain mixed with pleasure, and I moaned.
• Oh yes… – I breathed. – Fuck me, boss!

He began to move, gently at first, then faster. His hands gripped my hips leaving marks.

• You’re so tight!. I’m going to cum inside you.

His hips slapped my buttocks, his cock sliding deep stretching me to the limit. My body burned. His cock stretched me filling me completely. Waves of orgasm rolled over me. First from my clit, which I rubbed myself, then from his anal penetration. I trembled squeezing his cock inside me.

• Yes, squeeze me. I’m cumming! – Jackson growled.

Hot streams filled me. He pushed all the way in pulsing. Then he slowly pulled out, his cum leaking out dripping down my thighs.

We met like this every week. At the office, in his car, in the work parking lot. Jackson took me from behind, roughly, like a beast, because he missed it at home. Now I’m his anal slut. At home, I ride my husband’s cock, and after work, my boss’s black cock fills my ass.