The Intern (closed)

Andrea initially seemed intent on stoicly enduring the encounter. Her jaw muscles tensed as I pushed the tip against her pink entrance. As I pushed in, her teeth bared as she clenched.

But as I penetrated her, Andrea's resolve crumpled. The muffled whimpers became full-throated squeals. "Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God" she moaned like a mantra. Beads of perspiration popped up all over her torso.

Unfortunately, this only turned me on all more. "Holy fuck, it's getting bigger!" she moaned as I swelled with lust. Her hands clutched her mound, feeling the massive thickness splitting her tender insides apart.

"Fuck, you're tight, Andrea," I grunted. Boy was she ever. Her pussy clung to my cock tighter than any condom. "Oh, fuck, I'm going to enjoy this. I'm gonna plow you so fucking deep. I'm gonna pound right into your womb! I'm gonna cum so hard that your belly swells up like a balloon!"
 
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God I felt like I was going to split in two. Mr. Trask was fucking huge and the more I squirmed and squealed as his cock invaded my tiny womb, the more turned on he seemed to get, and the more his cock would sweet inside of me. Being so inexperienced with sex, I had never dreamed of having something this big inside of me. My boyfriend wasn't small or anything but he was definitely nothing to write home about either. Mr. Trask was easily 3 inches longer and twice as thick AT LEAST! He continued force feeding his cock into my tight opening and the only thing I could do to keep it from hurting me was to try and relax my body and allow myself to accept his massive size. The more I relaxed, the more pleasurable it began however and I was soon moaning and panting on the desk as Mr. Trask fed the last inch of his cock into my hungry little pussy. With the blindfold on I was still blind to everything around me, but when I felt his heavy balls rest against my ass I knew Mr. Trask had finally driven the last inch of himself into me. He held himself deep inside of me for a few moments as my body attempted to stretch and acclimate to the huge dick that was invading it. He lowered his head and started sucking on my tits, nibbling on my nipples and flicking them with his tongue as his cock remained balls deep in my womb. When he was done playing with my chest I felt his weight lift off of me as he grabbed my legs and placed them up on his shoulders.
 
It took a small eternity for me to plow all the way into Andrea. Her muscles clenched at me mercilessly, trying futilely to expel the massive intrusion of my throbbing cock. But inch by inexorable inch, I forced my way past every barrier until my heavy balls slapped up against her plump little ass.

I took a moment to relax myself atop her. Andrea moaned and cried about how much it hurt and that I was far too deep. Her pain and anxiety merely aroused me further.

I amused myself for a time by playing with her breasts. "Mmmm, your tits are fantastic, Andrea. I love your nipples." Her nubs were engorged with blood and hard as diamonds.

I opened my jaw wide and mouthed as much of her left areolae as I could, bathing the lightly pebbled skin with my saliva. I brought my lips to a close as I sucked her nipple, delighting in the hard flesh as I rolled it across my tongue. Andrea's exertions meant her skin had a salty tang to it, so I lapped her up gleefully.

"Breasts this great ought to have milk in them," I decided. "Your nipples are just perfect for sucking." I repeated my efforts on her other tit till I had my fill.

Perhaps the breast-play helped ease Andrea, for she wasn't groaning in agony quite so much. I took a long, slow stroke that made her gasp in something that almost sounded pleased.

"Uh oh, sounds like someone is enjoying themselves," I taunted. "And you thought you were such a good little girl."

I grabbed her by the ankles and lifted her legs in the air. A fresh chorus of squeals and groans followed as I bent her legs up till her heels were alongside my ears. I plowed slowly into her till my cock head popped into womb again.

"Look at Little Miss Goody Two Shoes. Daddy's little girl. Now she's got her legs in the air while she moans like a whore." I stroked into her a few times, slapping my balls against her, finding a nice easy rhythm. "You're just a slut for my cock, Andrea. You're a naughty little slut who is about to cum so hard. Aren't you? Aren't you? C'mon, let me hear you cum."
 
"Oh God YESSSSSS!!!!" My body shook as I tensed and my pussy clenched around Mr. Trask's huge cock. I felt my body spasm internally as I gripped his cock inside of me. I felt Mr. Trask trying to fuck me faster but my pussy was so tight around his monster dick that he could barely move in and out as my pussy held his cock inside of me.

Why did hearing Mr. Trask talking of I me that way turn me on so much. He made me feel like some kind of whore. Until him I had never even had sex with anyone other than my boyfriend Ryan. Was I really a whore? As I laid on my back with my legs in the air as Mr. Trask plowed his huge cock in and out of me I started to wonder if he was right. Maybe I was a slut for his cock are all. Maybe I was beginning to enjoy this more than I should be..... But it felt so good!
 

I had to stop thrusting when Andrea tumbled into her orgasm. Her tight little pussy gripped like a vise, pinning me deep inside her. Damn, it felt good.

I let her recover for a minute afterwards. Truthfully, I needed the break as well. I'd come perilously close to blowing my own load and had just barely held back. I paused until my cock stopped throbbing quite so insistently.

I busied myself by toying with her tits some more. I found myself craving the feel of her hardened nipple on my tongue. I sucked at each nub in turn till she started to moan.

I then turned my attention to her clit. Using a moistened finger, I traced circles around it, teasing her by almost brushing against it. I kept this up with one hand as I started to slide into her.

"You're getting close again, aren't you? You want to cum again, don't you?" Andrea didn't respond directly, but I figured the way she bit her lower lip suggested I was right.

"Something I want you to see first." I reached up and tugged her blindfold up above her eyebrows. I watched with malicious delight as she blinked at the light and began to look around the room.

"That's right, we're not in my office. I thought we'd try a colleague's instead. Do you think he'll mind?" I picked up a picture frame that we'd managed not to knock off the desk and held it in front of her. You had to look closely to recognize the raven-haired child in the princess costume, but the man holding her while beaming with parental pride was undoubtedly a much younger version of Richard Coulter.

"Tell me Andrea: what would your Daddy think of his little princess if he could see you now?" I inquired softly, just before I slammed my cock into her.
 
I felt sick; my stomach knotted up as I looked at the picture Mr. Trask held up and recognized my daddy. I started thinking about his question and what my daddy would think if he saw me, on my back, on his desk, having an orgasm as Mr. Trask buried his huge cock into me repeatedly as I moaned. I felt like a whore and I wanted to be sick, but then my body shuddered as I felt Mr. Trask shove his cock into me again. I moaned out as I was filled again with pleasure, every inch of my tight pussy being stretched to its fullest around the thick shaft of Mr. Trask's dick. I wanted to hate it, I wanted to deny the pleasure but it was too much to fight. I hated the way I felt and the way I was enjoying the fucking that Mr. Trask was giving me right now on my daddy's desk. Tomorrow he would be sitting here doing his job, never knowing his little girl was taking a huge dick on top of it the evening before. I was ashamed of myself but I was also on the verge of having a second orgasm as I was slammed into over and over by Mr. Trask. He was so fucking big and so fucking good! I had never imagined sex could be so amazing
 

It didn't take long after my revelation. Just imagining the look on her father's face if he found out I'd plowed his daughter on his desk took me to new heights. Soon I was slamming it home the last dozen thrusts.

Cum rocketed out me when I finally exploded. Jet after sticky jet flooded into her. I groaned like I was lifting a car over my head, pouring all I had into her.

When I finished, I sagged down on top of her. Her breasts crushed against my chest as I lay atop her, our sweat mingling as I tried to regain my breath.
 

It didn't take long after my revelation. Just imagining the look on her father's face if he found out I'd plowed his daughter on his desk took me to new heights. Soon I was slamming it home the last dozen thrusts.

Cum rocketed out me when I finally exploded. Jet after sticky jet flooded into her. I groaned like I was lifting a car over my head, pouring all I had into her.

When I finished, I sagged down on top of her. Her breasts crushed against my chest as I lay atop her, our sweat mingling as I tried to regain my breath.
My womb felt like it was going to burst as Mr. Trask thrust his huge cock into me deep one last time and unloaded streams of cum inside of me. I felt the thick, sticky goo beginning to leak out of my pussy and run down my ass cheeks as I lay on my daddy's desk; Mr. Trask laying on top of me. I felt dirty, but also more alive as I could ever remember. I really was a daddy's girl growing up and I always did my best to stay out of trouble. Even after dating my boyfriend Ryan for nearly 3 years I still felt guilty every time we had sex because we weren't married and I knew daddy would be disappointed if he ever found out. Now I was naked on his desk with his boss's cock buried further inside of me than anything had ever been before; his cum running out of my little womb and down my ass, onto his desk. Why was this a turn on? I didn't want to be a slut or a whore but the more Mr. Trask talked to me and called me names like that, the more I found myself believing him and becoming turned on by it. What was wrong with me?
 

I rested against Andrea till I could feel my lust returning. I grinned as she began to moan anew. My swelling cock was straining her exhausted pussy.

"I've got another big load in me, Andrea. Where do you want me to put it? Got more room in that tight little cunt of yours?"

I flicked at one of her taut nipples. "Or do you want me to blow it all over your tits?" I chuckled at the thought of her dripping with my jism.

"Or maybe you want to suck me off again. You did such a good job while your mother was visiting."
 
"Fuck! Is he really ready to go again?!" I thought to myself as Mr. Trask lay on my naked body; his seed still oozing out the sides of my pussy. I can deny that his huge cock felt amazing inside of me but I couldn't take his massive girth pounding in and out of me for another round.

"I can't Mr. Trask, can it just suck you off instead."

Hog seemed happy to oblige. As he sat up and removed his softening cock from inside of me I could feel the damn burst and his is cum began running out of me. I reached down and tried to catch as much as I could so that it didn't end up on my daddy's desk, but I know I couldn't catch it all. I went to grab something to wipe it off on when Mr. Trask demanded that I not waste his seed, telling me to use my mouth. I had swallowed plenty of loads in my lifetime; most of them from my boyfriend but never have I tasted cum that had just spilled out of my pussy. I raised my fingers to my mouth and started to lick. The salty semen, mixed with my own flavor was a new taste and there was something about thinking about it shooting out of Mr. Trask's huge cock inside of my little pussy just a minute ago that made the taste even better.

As he watched me cleaning his cum off my fingers he sat down on the chair behind daddy's desk and began stroking his cock. He was already hard again as he sat in the same chair my daddy does his work, waiting for me to blow him.
 
Andrea clutched her abdomen as she knelt before me. Her belly looked a bit distended and she moaned about how full of cum she was.

I had little sympathy. I pointed her down between my thighs. "Shut up and suck my dick."

Andrea obeyed. She took my hefty shaft in both hands and guided it towards her mouth. Her cheeks bulged like a chipmunk as the helmeted top slipped inside. Soon she was bobbing up and down on me.

Having just blown my load, I was a bit slower to ramp up this time. It took me several minutes before I felt the familiar tension building in my balls. "Oh yeah, baby, open wide for me," I grunted as my climax neared.

 
My jaw was getting numb as it struggled to stretch out over the huge cock working in and out of my mouth. I knew it usually took a guy longer to cum the second time but I was starting to wonder if I was ever going to get Mr. Trask to cum. I kept working though, trying not to think about my jaw being in pain or the fact that I was naked, on my knees with cum running down the insides of my thighs as I sucked Mr. Trask's cock in my daddy's office chair. Faster and faster I worked his large dick into my mouth and against the back of my throat. I knew I would never take the whole length but I was trying to get as much down as I could, hoping the sight would be enough to get Mr. Trask to cum for me.

When I looked up I saw him looking back down at me, watching me struggle to fit his massive cock past my lips. As the pain in my jaw intensified I was on the verge of giving up. I didn't know what Mr. Trask would do to me or my daddy if I couldn't finish him off but thankfully I wouldn't have to find out. He told me to open wide as he started to grunt and I prepared myself for the huge load that I was about to receive. His hips lifted off the chair as he grunted and his cock erupted. The first shot almost made my choke, and by the second, his cum was already leaking out the corners of my mouth and running down my chin. I had no room left inside my mouth so I was trying my best to swallow as quickly as I could, but somehow, even after the huge load he had already deposited into my belly he had so much more left and it was all spurting into my mouth. I could feel the sticky fluid running off my chin and dripping onto my perky tits, then continuing down my body. The rest, I swallowed down as best as I could. When he finally stopped shooting I backed off to catch my breath. I was panting, exhausted, with a numb jaw. My naked body was dripping with cum and my usually tight, toned stomach seemed to be a little distended from the huge load that was still inside of it. I didn't know what Mr. Trask wanted next but I was praying that his cock was done for the evening. I don't think my body could handle anything else and there was no way that after those two eruptions his balls had any cum left.
 
I withdrew my soft, dropping shaft from her mouth and breathed deeply. "Whew, you're getting better at that, girl. I think you took in another inch that time."

Andrea didn't answer, but just sat with her back against the desk. Sticky driblets of the cum she hadn't swallowed clung to her chin. Her breasts were likewise shiny with a mix of her saliva and my seed.

"Gotta work on keeping more of my load inside though," I continued. "Your chest looks like a glazed donut."

Andrea just reached for her abdomen and groaned. Apparently getting stuffed with my cock in both ends had left her at full capacity.

I grinned. The thought of pumping another load into her had appeal. I felt my cock throb softly. Give me another few minutes and I could probably get it up again.

Still, the notion seemed almost mean-spirited given my intern's bedraggled state. She'd clearly had enough for one night. I could demonstrate my deep reserves of sexual stamina some other night.

I stood up and began dressing. "That'll be all for now. You can go home. Of course, you may want to mop up a bit, unless you want your father to come in tomorrow to find a dried pool of his daughter's pussy juices on his desk." I laughed at the notion as I walked out.
 
Mr. Trask left me alone in my daddy's office, naked and coated in semen. There weren't any mirrors in the office but that was probably a good thing. I don't think I would be very pleased with the way I looked right now. I looked around the room for my clothes and started getting dressed. I wish I could have cleaned some of the cum off of my body, but I obviously couldn't walk down the hall right to the bathrooms right now. Everyone would have left for the day but there was always the chance of some folks working late or the cleaning crew walking around the floor to collect the trash and stuff from the offices.

I walked around and tried to straighten up daddy's desk as best as I could. I found some clorox wipes in his desk thankfully so I was able to wipe down the top of his desk to clean off any of the many bodily fluids that had dried up on it. I also went over his chair and wiped that down as well. It seemed clean but there was something weird about Mr. Trask sitting in my daddy's chair naked that made me feel like I needed to give it a good cleaning.

When I finally felt like I had everything looking normal again I started headed out of the office and to the bathroom. When I saw my reflection in the mirror I didn't recognize the girl looking back at me. My hair was a mess, and there was still some dried cum on my chin. I ran the sink and splashed some water on my face to clean it off, then pulled my hair into a ponytail. My shirt was clinging to my body from Mr. Trask's cum that had escaped my mouth. Under my skirt, my inner thighs were still coated in sperm as it continued to slowly work it's way out of me. I got some toilet paper and tried to clean off what I could but with the size of the load that Mr. Trask unleashed in my womb I knew it would be a long time before it all worked it's way out of me.

Now I had to figure out how to get home. Daddy had already left two hours ago and normally Mr. Trask has driven me home when he has asked me to stay late. I knew I only had one option but I was afraid to call.

The phone rang a few times before Ryan answered.

"Hey baby, I had to work late tonight and I don't have any way to get home now. Would you be able to come pick me up from the office and take me home?"

"Ummm.... sure, I can do that. Just give me a few minutes."

"Thanks Ryan. I will be out front waiting for you. See you soon."

I hung up and started to worry about what my boyfriend would say when he picked me up. Hopefully I was able to hide my shame and have cleaned myself up enough that my physical appearance doesn't give away what I had been up to the last few hours. On top of that I was worried that he would want to fool around tonight since he was picking me up and would end up coming in for a bit when I got home. After the fucking Mr. Trask had given me there was no way I could take anything else inside of me. Then again, after Mr. Trask's huge cock I probab;y wouldn't even feel Ryan inside of me. I knew I would at least have to give him a blowjob or something though, but I could probably handle that.
 

Ryan pulled up in front of Andrea's building and parked at the curb. He'd been been both delighted and irritated by her call. His girlfriend had hardly been around since she started her internship, so he was excited to see her for a change. But she'd just called him to get a ride home, when he'd hoped for something more fun.

He'd hoped that they'd see each other more regularly now that she was home. He and Andrea had only recently gotten intimate, so he was naturally eager to see luscious body unclothed as much as possible. But lately, she seemed more distant and distracted. Her mind always seemed to be on work.

Ryan blamed this Trask guy. Andrea was always working late because of him. Bastard. Son of a bitch ought to have a heart and not cockblock Ryan like this. Luscious piece of ass like Andrea shouldn't spend so much time in dusty file rooms.

Ryan opened the door on his Corvette as Andrea strode up. "Hey babe," he smiled. "That old jerk keep you late again, huh? Doesn't he appreciate that you have a life outside the office?"

Ryan watched as Andrea's curvaceous ass slid into the leather seat. Even more fun was watching her stretch the seat belt across her fabulous tits. God, she was hot.

"Your hair is damp," Ryan noted. This wasn't the first time he'd seen Andrea come out of work this way. "He had you on your hands and knees crawling through that file room again, I bet. Geez, you'd think that jerk could find something better for you to do."

Ryan put the car in gear and pulled away from the curb. "So babe, you need to go straight home? Might be nice to spend some time together, if you know what I mean." Ryan unsubtly waggled his eyebrows at her.

 
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