With the decision made to accept the position with Stanford Hotels, I had an unpleasant task to perform. I had to notify Mr. Barton. When I entered his office, and saw the look on his face, I knew he was aware of my decision.
“Come in, Chris. Have a seat.”
“Mr. Barton, I know a representative of Stanford Hotels has been talking with you about my joining their chain.”
“Yes. I spoke with Mr. Cordon just a day or so ago.”
The mention of Joe’s name brought back passionate memories and caused a slight heating between my lap.
“I’ve decided to take the job, but wanted to talk with you before I gave them my final word.”
Barton sat there for several seconds, silently looking at, but not seeing, the papers on his desk.
“I figured as much, Chris. I hate to lose you; you’ve done a hell of a good job here. But, like I told Gordon, I wouldn’t stand in your way. You will leave here with my best wishes.”
“Thank you, Mr. Barton, that means a lot to me. I've enjoyed working here and especially wanted to thank you for taking a chance with me.”
“I took no chance,” he replied, sincerity in his voice. “I’m a good judge of people. I knew you’d work out. When do you plan to leave for your new job?”
“Well, I want to give you two weeks notice, time to find a replacement, so about the first of the month. If that’s all right with you.”
“Losing you is not all right, but I do understand. We can let Carl fill in until we find a replacement.”
We talked for a while, rehashing the past three years. When I rose to leave, Barton spoke, hesitantly.
“Chris, I’m leaving tonight and won’t be here when you leave. Besides wishing nothing but the best for you, I was wondering if, for what will probably be the last time, we might…“
Although his words trailed off, and he didn’t finish his sentence, I knew what he had in mind. I walked back to his desk and looked at him.
“I’m glad you broached the subject, Jed, because I wanted to. I just didn’t know how you would feel about it. Let’s go to your bedroom. I want to repay you in part for the consideration you’ve shown me the past three years.”
When we were undressed, Jed took me in his arms and we kissed longingly, passionately.
“Chris, although I’m going to miss your expertise on the front desk, I’ll never forget the good times we’ve had together. You’re about the wildest woman I’ve gone to bed with.”
We kissed again and Jed massaged my breasts as I played with his stiff rod. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. I opened my legs, inviting him into my joy box. He placed a pillow under my hips, elevating my body so he could penetrate my hole even deeper. When he shoved his prick into my box, I lifted myself, taking his staff all the way in. I wrapped my legs around his waist and humped to meet his thrusts. He rammed hard and deep, causing both of us to grunt each time he did. We came together and I shoved hard against him, feeling his cock against my walls and our fluids mixing as they escaped from their containers.
We rested for just a few minutes, then I got on my knees and toyed with his limp prick. It wasn’t limp very long, and soon responded to my play. I bent over and kissed the head and then took both his balls in my mouth and sucked on them. Jed played with my pussy, gently pinching the lips and rubbing his fingers over the opening.
I twisted so that my cunt was over his mouth and he flicked at the lips with his tongue. When he pulled the lips into his mouth and sucked on them, I went down on his cock, taking the full length in my mouth. My hands massaged his balls as I slowly, and enticingly, raised my head, sucking hard at his penis.
Jed pulled my body lower so that my cunt was right on his mouth. He licked the tips and then pushed his tongue deep inside me. I skinned his prick and tongued the bulb. Nipping at the staff, I continued rubbing his balls, occasionally taking them into my mouth and sucking. I knew I must be tearing him apart because he couldn’t lie still; his body was moving from side to side and I could hear low moans coming from his throat.
He wasn’t doing so badly for me, either. His tongue was giving me fits as it touched every inch of my box. But the way he sucked on the lips really drove me up the wall and before I could prevent it, I was releasing my load. He moved his tongue around inside my box, helping me to unload all the juice I had stored up. At the same time, I felt the hot liquid from his penis lubricate my throat. I chewed and sucked on his penis, pulling every drop from his sac, and rubbed his balls even harder.
When we finished, I didn’t move from where I was. I just eased down a little, to where my cunt was only inches from his face and I was lying with my head between his legs, with his wet, drooping cock lying between my breasts. We lay like this for some time, then I felt Jed rubbing my buttocks, touching my moist bOx, and rubbing my anus. I lay there and let him explore, enjoying his subtle touches. It wasn’t long before! could feel his prick beginning to stiffen. I reached under me and played with his balls. My touch caused his meat to harden almost immediately.
His playing had kept me wet. I moved forward, toward his feet, and with my asscheeks still facing him, inserted his hard cock into my hole. I was on my knees, rocking back and forth, and knew he had the full view of his straining pole moving in and out of my red, juicy pussy. Jed massaged my buttocks, then moved his finger to my anus, He slowly pushed his finger inside the small hole and pumped in rhythm with my movements on his cock.
I rode him slow, both to enjoy and let him enjoy our love-making, and to savor his fingering my anus. This manipulation of both holes really put me in orbit and it wasn’t long before I began increasing my movements. Realizing he might not be ready to come when I did, I reached back and played with his balls. When his finger began moving faster in my asshole, I knew he was working up to an ejaculation.
I could just see Jed in my mind, with his eyes riveted to his pole going in and out of my hole. I knew that by watching he would soon reach his peak, which he did. He shoved his finger as deep into my asshole as he could, then, with the other hand, pulled my body down on his shaft. I felt his warm fluid inside me.
I pushed against him hard, allowing his prick to penetrate deep and for him to deposit his juice as far inside as he could.
He finished and I could feel his prick beginning to go soft. I hadn’t come and began pumping faster, wanting to shoot off before I could no longer feel his meathook. His finger was still in my ass, deep and moving and then I felt him shove another finger into my pussy, along with his shrinking cock. His action caused me to shoot off immediately. I moaned satisfactorily as I sat back on his cock, feeling my fluid flow down over the softening rod. My hands were savagely massaging my tits and pulling on the nipples, which heightened my climax even more.
When I finally did quit coming, I laid down beside Jed and we embraced. We lay there for a long time, neither of us speaking, enjoying the moment at hand, knowing it would too soon be over. I was in no hurry to leave, and was willing to let Jed ride my saddle just as much as he wanted. Which he did. Within thirty minutes following our sexual bout, he was in me twice, coming both times. I paid more attention to him reaching his climaxes then I did to having my body react. But he enjoyed it, because I did respond and helped him along.
Jed hadn’t been off me more than a few minutes when I began playing with his cock and sucking and biting his small nipples. Supposedly, men don’t receive a sensation through their breasts, but I have my doubts about this. On several occasions, I have teased men by playing with their nipples and they seem to always erect quicker. Such was the case with Jed.
“Are you ready to go again?” I asked, teasingly stroking his rapidly erecting cock.
“You bet,” was his avid reply.
I leaned forward on my hands and knees and spread my legs for his entry. I guess I prefer dog-fashion as the best of all positions. It allows the man’s prick to penetrate deep inside my hole and. when the man gets near coming, he always slams it home hard, pushing in even deeper. And when he comes, I can feel it flush against my walls.
Jed aimed his cock straight for my box and made a bulls-eye on the first try.
“Pull it almost all the way out, then ram it home-hard,” I instructed him.
“Won’t that hurt?”
“A little, but I like it that way.”
Jed did even better than I had asked. He pulled his prick out until just the large bulb was inside my pussy. Then, he moved that enormous bulge back and forth on the edge of my moist cunt several times, then rammed it home. I never knew when to expect it because he wouldn’t tease me the same number of times.
Sometimes, he would move it a dozen strokes, then ram it in. Other times, he would only use a couple of strokes and that rod would come boring in.
“How do you like that?” he asked.
“It’s wonderful. Don’t stop. Tease me some more.”
The head felt good rubbing against my moist opening. I was extremely wet and his cock slipped in and out with ease. When he did ram home, I almost yelled.
Our bodies would clap when they met and I could feel his balls slam against my mound. I was on the verge of coming and Jed could sense it. He stopped pumping and pulled his cock from my hole; then I felt it pushing against my anus.
There was a searing pain as his prick entered my asshole, but I gritted my teeth and withstood the ache. Soon, be was all the way in and there was no pain. Jed had his hands on my hips and pumped into me slowly and gently, evidently fearing that any sudden ramming would hurt.
His maneuver worked; my heat was cooling a little, although his prick sliding in and out of my ass still caused me to maintain a high pitch. I reached between my legs and gently massaged my cunt lips, which was a big mistake. When I did, my fever mounted and I couldn’t stop rubbing and even increased the tempo the more Jed fucked me in the ass.
There was no stopping me. I rubbed harder and harder and slid my finger in and out of my pussy. Jed saw me and knew I would have to come soon. Instead of putting his cock in my hole, be continued pounding into my anus. The harder he pounded, the faster I fingered myself.
We climaxed at the same time. I felt his juice squirt out of my rear hole, around his cock, and I dug my finger into my hole as far as it would go, twisting and touching all sides, and emitting one spurt of come after another.
Jed had rammed into my rear so hard that it was beginning to ache. As soon as I had finished coming, I fell forward onto the bed and could feel his juice on my buttocks.
We went to the bathroom and washed off, then returned to the bed. My rear was sore and I gingerly sat on the bed.
“Chris,” Jed began, running his hand softly along my back, ”I have to leave in about an hour. Let’s make the most of the next few minutes.”
I looked at him, not knowing what he had in mind. He was on his back, his cock lying across his sac.
“Climb up here and wash my face, Chris. I know you enjoy that.”
He knew me well and didn’t have to mention it twice. I was immediately astride his face, with my cunt on his mouth. He no sooner licked at the lips than my hands were on my tits, rubbing, squeezing, pinching. As I’ve said before, I love to have a man who knows what he is doing eat me, and Jed Barton knew what he was dong. When he sucked my cunt lips into his mouth and chewed on them, I was delirious. I squeezed my tits so hard they hurt. I moved my hips slowly back and forth, rubbing my pussy over his mouth as his tongue darted in and out of my hole. He continued teasing me, flicking at my lips with his tongue, sucking, and darting in and out of my hole. I felt perspiration on my forehead and my tongue was rapidly rubbing my mouth. My breasts were beginning to ache where I had massaged them so hard.
“Now, please. Put your tongue in. Make me come. Eat me. Please.” I was frantic, emotionally insane, and when Jed stuck his tongue inside me, I exploded with a wad of juice that seemed like a gallon bucket overturned. I moaned and groaned, rubbing my crotch in his face, shooting off repeatedly. He continued tonguing me, making me come even more. Even when I had no juice left, he kept his tongue busy, making me suffer. I couldn’t come again, nor could I move. He had me held to his mouth and his tongue prevented me from moving.
Eventually, I fell forward, exhausted, drained, and with my tits aching from the torture I had put them through. I led leaned forward, with his hand on my back. “Don’t believe I have to ask if you enjoyed it, do I?” was his confident question.
I was breathing heavily and could only manage to shake my head. He knew he had pulled every ounce of fluid from my body, which he had meant to do. It was his going-away present. I have never had a better one.
In the few minutes remaining, after I had gained some of my strength back, I gave Jed a fast mouth job and attempted to drain him. I don’t believe I succeeded as well as he had.
I, felt a sadness when we parted, as I’m certain he did, but I was looking forward to my new job, new experiences, and that big, delicious cock of Joe Gordon’s.
And, who knows, maybe there are others out there with cocks even bigger, even better.
Yes, who knows? I look forward to my new life with relish.