The Corporation

[Kineser]

MELANIE

Melanie came down to earth after a shattering orgasm. Slowly she opened her eyes, and realized that she was still crouched over Simon's face. He smiled at her, and she sat back on the floor looking about. She realized then that Carol had gone.

"Looks like they've left, Mel. So we can go on with the test in peace," he smiled his roguish smile, and stood up. "Come here," he said, extending his hand.

She took his hand and let him pull her up. Quickly they both shed all clothes that were still on their body, crumpled and bunched up. Now Melanie was only in her thigh highs and heels, while Simon had kicked his shoes off. "Let me look at you, hon," Simon said, and Melanie pirouetted around in front of him. No false shame for her, she was a very sensuous 25 yo woman, as was her sister, 23 yo Stacey. In fact, she was very proud of her body, the 5'5 frame, carried her 115 lbs, with 34C breasts, a 24"waist and 34" ass. Her long legs ended in shapely ankles and graceful feet. Her face was framed by dark brown curls that came down to her shoulders, and her warm brow eyes fringed by long and curly lashes, had gold flecks in it. When she smiled her cheeks formed deep dimples.

"You look better than your sister, and maybe, just maybe you're also a better fuck." He smiled again and pulled her into his arms. They kissed hungrily, his hands exploring her body, caressing the sides of her breasts, her back and her ass. Their tongues duelled with each other as they explored the inside of each other's mouths. It had been more than 48 hours ago that her boyfriend made love to her last, and she was starved for a good shagging.

 

[ariosto]

"Miss Twease, you have your sister beat in every department so far."
He looked the comely lass up and down from stilleto heels to shining hair.
He liked what he saw. It was obvious.
Melanie grabbed his cock and gave it a friendly squeeze.
"My God girl I like initiative!"
She grinned and squeezed again.
"But there's one more test."

He took her hand and led her to the window that looked out over the employees recreation plaza.
He turned her to face the window.
"What do you see Miss Twease?"
The question was rhetorical and only meant to take up the few seconds neccessary to divest himself of his last shreds of clothing.

"I see three big strong latin men looking up at me."
He stepped behind her.
"Ahh yes that's Julio and his maintenance crew. Their building a gazebo today....
Wave at them dear."

She did and felt Farradays thick cock slide between her legs and along her dewey petals.
"Spread 'em Miss Twease and bend over, I'm about to administor the last test."

 

[StarXChyld]

Jacquie Lumas

The bright sunshine sparkled over her bronzed naked body as she reclined by the pool. Damien didn't appreciate tan lines on his wife's tits or derriere. He wanted her all brown, all over. And, pink in the middle.

She applied more oil over the soft curve of her stomach and began massaging the oil up and over her supple full breasts that Damien had paid handsomely for. When she met him, she was a presentable 34B. After her "enhancement" she was a luscious 34DD. He loved to bury his cock between them as she pushed them together, providing a nice snug fit as he got himself off all over her face and chest. Afterwards, he'd watch as she rubbed his cum all over them until it disappeared into her silken skin. Other times he'd walk up behind her and start pinching her nipples as he grinded his cock into her pert little backside. . . she was very rarely allowed to wear a bra. . . whispering all the dirty things he wanted to do to her and her knees would actually go weak with desire.

She had met him when she was in her senior year of college at Sarah Lawrence and she applied for a summer internship at his company. She didn't get the internship but he did take her to lunch and drove her back to the airport himself, handing her his business card and telling her, no, commanding her actually, to call him the next day. Within a year, she had graduated with honors and became Mrs. Damien Lumas.

She remembered how tenderly he had held her in his arms on their wedding night after she had given herself to him for the first time. It had been her first time with any man and he beamed with pride as he ran a finger through her blood and semen-soaked pussy hair and brought it up to her lips.

"Taste it. Taste your lost virginity, Jacquie. . ."

She did as she was told and he rewarded her with the most passionate of kisses before burying his head between her legs and savoring the rest of the feast.

Since then he had taught her many tricks and she always obeyed his orders, but lately. . .Lately, he'd begun telling her how much she would like to taste another pussy. How she'd want to make love to another woman and then have him make love to both of them. In her heart she knew she had no lesbian tendencies at all but her heart also told her that in order to please him, she should pretend to want it as badly as he seemed to. Hopefully, he would tire of the idea and move onto something more enticing to her tastes.

She let the tanning oil dribble over her neatly trimmed golden pussy and set the bottle down. Her middle finger slid through the oil and made a slick little trail through her fur as it slipped over her pulsing clit. She knew she wasn't to play with herself ever. Damien had told her that she was to keep herself ready for him at all times and that if she did that, she would lose interest in him over time.

Her finger made tiny little circles over her rapidly expanding love bud and she spread her long legs slightly as she couldn't help but finish what she started. Her mind began playing out her husband's fantasy and she found herself getting wetter and hotter as her fingers began to plunge in and out of her tight little pussy.

She felt so dirty and naughty and sooooooooooooooo good!!!

 

[Guest]

Prevalance of Impatience

Shrouded depths of obscured black continued to remain fixated upon the unyielding doorway before him. Twice have knocks been applied, yet no answer given towards his inquiries. Unsettling gaze soon diverted towards the middle-aged woman besides him as left apendage slowly arose, familia' of five finding residence upon the woman's shoulder as a diabolical smile caressed against crimson-tinted mouth. Serpentine muscle struggling forth to moisten dried pair before slowly withdrawing back into the recesses of his mouth. Soft words soon shared between their close intamacy as hot breaths cascaded down upon her face. The scent of his cologne washing upon her without relent as a tinge of his masculinity interwined within the scent...

"On second thought, I think that I have another task that can prove just how much this job means to you. If you'll join me?"

The question wasn't so much as a question as it was a hidden command. Not another word shared between the pair as he spun about upon expensive heel. Casual strides carrying him with an ethereal air before turning the hallway and being greeted with a rather intimidating sight. Twin slabs of oak remained as an obstacle to their entrance before a clandestine action was taken within his pocket. The threshold of entrance soon parting as an unbelievable sight was proffered forth. Imposing desk of imported oak remained in the far corner as a plethora of furnishings lined the office. A fireplace actually located towards the right as a carpet of fur lay immediately in front of it. How many intamate moments had he spend upon the couch was unfathomable at best. Yet as the sight was taken within the girl's occulars, footsteps continued to carry him into the inner depths of the office. Right hand allowing for agile digits to grasp against the obisidian phone piece before the hotel number was quickly dialed. When the ringing finally ceased and he had reached his wife, soft whispers were shared as he gave her explicit instructions to arrive at the office...

"You know how I wish you to dress, and I want you here immediately. Don't delay..."

It wasn't said in a threatening manner, more so in one that would merely quicken her haste. The final words only emphasizing this point...

"I love you..."

And he hung up. As soon as she arrived, the fun would begin. Attention slowly turning towards Miss Carol Bradley as he gestures for her to take a seat across from the desk. His own form falling into the lush cushions of his chair as he rocked back and forth...The game of waiting had just begun.

 

[Suave Intent]

Very Angry >.<

I swear...

:oints above.::

Me...yet again. This is the third time!

::Cries.:: =*(

 

[Kineser]

Melanie moaned as Simon Farraday's thick blue veined cock invaded her. It had been too long for her, almost 48 hours since she'd last been filled with another gent's rampant manhood. 48 hours of feeling empty and deprived of this most delicious sensation, of being filled up to the brim with a pole of lustfull flesh.

The sight of three muscled good looking latin men gawking up at the window where she was clearly displayed, her tits hanging down and swaying to the movement his slamming into her caused, made it even more erotic, and before long, she was catapulted into another climax. Her screams of release filling the air.

 

[Tif]

Carol
I followed this intimidating man in silence to his office. He spoke softly on teh phone then gestured for me to take a seat. My mind was wild with thoughts of what I could be asked to do to gget this job.

I straightened my pink dress as I sat down on the chair in front of the massive desk infront of me. Crossing my legs the matching pink high heel shoe on one foot dangling. I looked at Mr. Lumas and smiled. He seemed to be waiting for something so I sat patiently for him to speak. Was this part of the test I thought to myseld. Should I be doing something other than just waiting. I looked toward his imposing figure inquisitivley with my innocent blue eyes. He sat and rocked back and forth as if analyzing every aspect of the situation we were in.

 

[StarXChyld]

Cumming, dear. . .

Jacquie Lumas

She was on the verge of an explosive orgasm when the phone rang. It was Damien requesting her presence in his office A.S.A.P. Perhaps he had changed his dinner plans and they would be starting their weekend early.

Replacing the phone in it's cradle, she glanced at her other hand still nicely tucked between her spread legs. Sighing softly, she relunctantly pulled her hand away, licking the juices from her sticky fingers. She hopped up from the recliner and headed inside to take a shower and get ready to meet Damien. He was not the type of man you kept waiting.

Showered and dressed, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and gave herself a quick critique. The white silk Halston suit contrasted strikingly against the bare bronze skin of her throat down to the first button of the suitcoat. Damien demanded that she dress the part of his sexy, sophisticated wife and she did her best to comply. No bra, no panties, and no stockings. Just the micro-mini white suit and a pair of open-toed white stiletto heels to show off her fresh pedicure. She added a string of pearls that peeked teasingly in and out of the front of her jacket and a pair of tiny pearl earrings to match. Her long blonde tresses were tousled just the way he liked and she spritzed herself lightly in her favorite perfume.

Giving herself an approving nod and slipping on her Ray Bans, she turned on her heel and headed out the door.

She parked her Jag in the reserved space next to his and entered the complex. It seemed incredibly quiet in the outer offices and she realized that most of the office staff was missing. Had Damien given the office staff a half day? He was so generous like that, she thought to herself. It was a shame he had such a difficult time finding quality workers. It seemed to her that he was constantly training a new assistant or secretary.

The sharp click of her heels on the marble floor signaled her approach. Damien was standing in the doorway of his outer office, chatting with one of his V.P.'s, as she turned the corner into the executive suites.

"Damien, there you are! I had to let myself up as there was no one at the front desk. Did you let the staff off early today, honey?"

 

[ariosto]

He took his time at first, his hands on her hips holding her steady as he worked her up with the length of his cock sliding back and forth across the soft dewy folds of her sex. When she looked down she could see the purple head emerging from between her legs and sinking back in again, she shuddered with pleasure at the sight. Her own little penis...
In the courtyard the three men had stopped working and we're looking at her with unabashed lust in their dark smoldering eyes.

Farraday flexed his thighs and bent his knees...
"Lean forward a bit more dear..please."
Compliance, brought his thick erection right into her pussy. She was already dripping with anticipation and he penetrated easily, not stopping until she could feel the warm tightness of his balls pressing against her mons.
She was a warm tight sheath around him. He took a second just to feel her heat, to know that he was totally imbedded in her body.

Melanie felt like she would burst, her entire being seemed residual to the living pulsing thing that was filling her so completely!

With a slow delicious movement Farraday pulled himself out...almost.
His withdrawal set every nerve ending in her slick
love passage screaming for more...She thrust back on to him eager for the next penetration.
It came instantly!

"GODDDDDDDDDDDD!"
Her hands slid up the glass and her breasts swayed against it.
In the courtyard Julio and his assistants were
stroking their stiff Mexican cocks and grinning
like cheshire cats.

 

[Suave Intent]

The Interview

As if by some sixth sense, he was quite aware that his wife's arrival was imminent. The rhythmatic "clicking" of her heels upon the corridor's floors just emphasing what he had earlier confirmed before a nonchalant gesture was offered towards the one he spoke to. The other retreating back into the confines of his own office, but not before a look of feral desire and lust fell upon the lasvicious form of his boss' wife. Everyone wanted a piece of her, but only Damien had the privelage to enjoy the rapturous pleasure that she provided forth. Intense gaze of twilight obsidian fixated themselves upon his the beautiful body before him before he pushed forth and away from the wall. Not a word sounding in response to her earlier inquiries before he allowed for large hands to rest upon the slim waist offered before him. Pulling her into a nearby wall with ease before a passionate kiss was eased onto the succulent flesh of her lips. Single hand moving discreetly against the exposed flesh of her thigh before calloused digits eased their way against the shaved flesh of her womanhood. Devious smile soon resting upon freshly kissed lips as he gestured for her to enter his office...Smooth features soon diminishing into a rather diabolical scowl.

"You disobeyed me."

It didn't matter that another was present during this transaction, if anything, it only spurned him on further. If he had the audacity to punish his wife for the smallest of infractions, imagine what would be done to an employee. A shake of his head soon given as dissapointment acted prevalent upon the contours of his face. A pity, he thought, for now her punishment would have to be administered with a mighty hand...

"And don't you dare to defy me by lying, you know as well as I do that you attempted to pleasure yourself while I was away. I could hear your panting on the phone, not to mention feel the remnants of your moistness upon your bared flesh. Oh...do show me that flesh. I want to see what I decided to marry such a slut who cannot adhere to the simplist of orders!"

And the oaken doors of his looming office came to a silent close.

 

[Tif]

Carol

I heard Mr. Lumas angry voice and turned in my chair to see him enter with a beautiful tanned woman who was quite well endowed and wearing just enough to cover what she had. His words were stern as he scolded her for pleasuring herself. I was shocked they would discuss this in front of me and even more shocked when he asked her to show herself to him and called her a slut wondering why he had married her. His wife, I thought to myself, this was his wife he was scolding unmercifully in front of me a total stranger. The huge wooden doors slammed shut with a sound that made me jump in my chair.

I began to stand stating to Mr. Lumas. "Perhaps you would like me to wait outside sir?" I asked hopefully

"Sit down till I'm ready for you" He stated sternly. I sat down imediately a bit shocked and intimidated. I watched the couple aproach the area in front of the desk.

 

[Kineser]

Melanie

She noticed that down in the courtyard, the three Mexicans had taken out their own hardened members, and were stroking them with a lustful abandon while looking at the spectacle displayed by her and Simon Farraday in their window. Her climax had catapulted the youngest member of the trio into ejaculation, to the glee of the other two, who were still stroking their inflamed organs.

Simon was still pumping in and out of her from the rear, his thick shaft stroking the velvet walls of her inflamed love tunnel. His hands came around to maul her hanging tits, and soo they were twisting and pinching her nipples, causing her to moan out loud again.

"Oh yes, Simon, fuck me, fuck me good. Do you see those guys down there? How they wish they were up here instead of you. But they're blue collar, and I stricly do white collar, you know. Oh God, this is soooo good, I know I will love working here, that is if you accept me. Stacey loved it here, she got all the fucking she needed every day, but your eccentric boss had to fire her...."

It was as if she couldn't stop talking, and the faster he pumped his shaft into her, the faster she talked. Now he brought one hand down to her pussy, and started to stroke her engorged clit. She began to shake uncontrollably, another climax imminent. "Yes Simon, do it, make me cum oh yes, ohmigawd, oh oh oh aaaaaaaaaaahhh......." and again her pussy contracted around his shaft, as she came to another orgasm.

 

[StarXChyld]

Jacquie Lumas

She sighed blissfully as he took her in his arms and pressed her up against the wall, kissing her deeply. She loved the way he lusted after her. She felt his rough hand move up her smooth thigh and expertly make it’s way around to her eager little pussy, already wet with the anticipation of his touch.

Without warning, he set back on his heel and guided her by the elbow into his office. She’d barely had time to notice the other woman sitting on the leather sofa opposite the door, when Damien growled, “You disobeyed me.”

Startled by his announcement and not quite sure whom he was speaking to, she looked at the woman on the sofa and then back at her husband. His words thundered in her delicate ears. . .

"And don't you dare to defy me by lying, you know as well as I do that you attempted to pleasure yourself while I was away. I could hear your panting on the phone, not to mention feel the remnants of your moistness upon your bared flesh. Oh...do show me that flesh. I want to see what I decided to marry such a slut who cannot adhere to the simplest of orders!"

And with that, he slammed the door shut, leaving her to face her irate husband and some unknown woman.

The hot tears of shame came fast and furious, covering her cheeks. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came forth. She was lost in her own sin of betrayal.

Shaking uncontrollably, she slowly lifted her skirt. Her head bent as so not to make eye contact with the other woman in the room. Her voice was a hushed whisper.

I. . .I’m sorry, Damien.

 

[Suave Intent]

Tsk Tsk Tsk...

Unequiovocal fury ran like wildfire throughout his veins as he witnessed his wife's "portrayel" of his demand. The same anger flashing throughout hazy depths warned any not to DARE to oppose him within his will as he lunged forth. Agile digits grasping themselves within silken strands of sunbathed-hue before he pulled her forward without relent. Calloused fingers tightening their grip within her hair as he yanked her heavenward. Unyielding gaze directed within the windows to her soul as he spoke with a menacing voice usually reserved for her when she had comitted the most pestering of sins.

"You are a whore, arn't you? Not to mention one who's intilligence doesn't exceed that of a dog. I told you to derobe yourself, do it!"

And without warning she was sent into the ground. Smoldering depths offering a quick glance towards Carol as he gestured for her to remain still. Impatient glare sent back to that of his pathetic wife. Her tears were but sugar to the painful agony he would ellict upon her. Who was she to play games with her punishment? His next words would portray his true idea of her...

"You are a slut, a whore, a play thing that I use for my entertaintment. Don't you ever forget your place. Now do as you were commanded, and get onto your hands and knees like the bitch you are."

 

[StarXChyld]

She sat crumpled on the floor, her tousled blonde hair covering her face.

Across the room, Carol's mouth formed a silent, horrified

Carefully, she rose to her feet. Sweeping her tresses from her face in a dramatic gesture, her blue eyes burned with an intensity he had never seen before. She adjusted her skirt and smoothed the lapels of her jacket. She stooped to grab her purse from the floor, her smoldering eyes never leaving his, and then straighten as tall as her frame would allow.

In a firm, low voice, she announced, "I want a divorce. You'll be hearing from my attorney in the morning."

Her shaking hand unlatched the door to his office and she strode out of his life forever.

OOC: I apologize for my early departure from this story but some things are beyond my taste, including spousal abuse.

 

[Suave Intent]

OOC

I apologize if I crossed the line, but I felt it was proper with the character I was portraying. I hope I do not stand in your bad graces, and again, I apologize for ruining the RP.

 

[Tif]

Carol

I sat shocked as the beautiful woman stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her, leaving me alone with htis powerful and obviously upset man. I sat wondering if I should leave or remain. His face red he stood staring at the door as if in disbelief. I sat in silence and waited for him to respond. He had mentoned a test, perhaps this was part of that test, to see how I handled pressure.

Obviously shaken, I said "Sir, is there anything you need me to do."
He looked at me as if noticing me there for the first time.