My big, lovely tits (36DD) get me lots of attention, but I've been told I have a nice ass too. At this point in the story I am 21. The love of my life dumped me because I wouldn't marry him. I was left heart broken and alone. That is when I decide to do something I never would have before.
After Jim broke up with me I called a man. An older man. A man that I knew wanted me. A man that used to objectify me with his eyes and his words. Oh and yes it was someone that Jim knew very well. It was Jim’s former boss.
“Hello this is William,” he answered the phone.
“Uhhhh hi,” I said nervously. My heart pounded and my pussy was wet. “This is Kali. Do you remember me?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Big tits.”
My pussy ached.
“Meet me at this address in 30 minutes,” he said.
My wildest sexual experience was with Carl, the best-friend of my old ex-boyfriend Steve. Carl was also a married man and I used to hang out with his wife. I had an amazing affair with Carl that lasted three months.
There was a big difference between this and fucking Carl. I knew Carl for over a year before we started our affair. I had never just called a man that I barely knew for sex. This was new territory for me. I was nervous and scared. But also excited and thrilled. I wasn't going to back out. Once I make up my mind, I go for it. This was going to happen. Jim's former boss was going to be fucking me within the next hour.
My heart was pounding and I was shaking a little I was so nervous. I dressed in a tight white pull over with no bra (my tits looked amazing in it). I wore a black micro skirt a red thong and my red fuck me pumps. I put on some makeup and fixed my hair.
I thought about William. I remember meeting him for the first time. I went to visit Jim at his work. Jim was a sales person at this software company. Jim gave me the tour of his workplace.. Then he brought me into William's office to meet the boss. We shook hands. William was about 6' tall, in pretty good shape, some graying hair on the sides, in his mid-40s, and dressed really well. I am not into men's cologne but William wore something that smelled really nice.
Then Jim had to run out for a second to get a call. William walked up to me and looked right at my tits.
"Nice rack," he said. "The things I would do to you, honey"
I was floored. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
Jim came back and I pretended nothing happened.
Whenever William saw me alone he would always say something. Stuff like:
"Damn those tits are the best,"
"An ass like that needs a good smack."
"I bet they taste good," he would say and look down at my tits.
"Your cups runneth over." This actually made me laugh.
"I want to bend you like a pretzel."
"Double D is all I see."
Sometimes he would make sound effects. Grunting noises. Or imitate a spring. Boing.
After a while he could just say one word like "pretzel" and I knew what he meant. Or "DD". Or "smack".
As crude and rude as it was I have to admit it turned me on. I would get wet when he said these things to me. When I visited Jim and didn't see William I was secretly a little disappointed.
Jim told me stories about him. William was a "pig" according to Jim. He was known for fucking different women in the office. Rumor was that he fucked a girl the first day she started working there. William just took her hand and brought her to a locked back room and fucked her. The girl never came back for her second day she was so ashamed that everyone might know what happened. But supposedly he kept fucking her after that. William fucked some girls in marketing, in sales, and some of the secretaries over the years. Jim hated him. After all William was married with three kids.
What Jim didn't know is that this kind of talk actually made William more attractive to me.
Now I was off to meet William. The "pig" according to Jim. A man that saw me just as a sex object. Big tits. Nice ass. A young tight wet pussy. A mouth to suck his dick. He was practically a stranger! Married with three kids. Jim used to work for him at the same company. And William was old enough to be my father! All of these things should have made me not want to have sex with William but instead they made me want to have sex with him even more.
When I got to the address it was an apartment building. I got out of the car and waited for William at the front entrance. Great, the jerk was making me wait. I wore a light coat over my outfit so I didn't make it too obvious that I was about to be a slut for this man.
I saw William pull up in his BMW. He was all dressed up in a business suit. I liked that. He came right up to me and told me to follow him. He was walking fast and I tried to keep up in my 5-inch heels.
We went into the elevator and got out on the 9th floor. I liked the idea of not using a hotel room or the back of a car. William looked over at me and smiled.
"I own a few units in this building," he said. "I rent most of them out." Except for the one he was taking me to. He was a player and this apartment was his playroom. And I was his new toy to play with.
He opened the door and let me in first. A gentleman? Yes, until he closed the door.
William walked right up to me and put his two hands right onto my tits. He was looking right down at them. He squeezed them, massaged them, pushed them together, bounced them in his hand. He reached in from the top and pulled one of my tits out of my shirt and let it bounce. Then he pulled the other one out and let it bounce. At that point he pulled off my coat and then resumed man-handling my tits. He took one of my tits in both hands and squeezing it tight. Then he took the other one and did the same thing.
"Big fucking tits," he said. "I love your big fucking tits. Nice and heavy. Still firm."
He took one nipple in each hand and pinched them. Then he twisted them. I moaned.
He lowered his head and took one of my big luscious tits in his mouth. He sucked it. Licked the nipples as he sucked.
"I've wanted to get my hands," he said in between sucking my tits, "and mouth on these big fucking tits since the minute I met you." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I love it when I know a man has lusted after me and my tits and I finally let them have me. Go for it. Use them. Use me.
William had his mouth on one of my tits, his hand was pulling the nipple of my other tit and his other hand was now squeezing my ass.
This man was just taking me. Making me his fuck-toy. The only time we ever touched before was when I shook his hand. And now he was all over me.
I could barely breath. My body was hot all over. My pussy was aching. I was moaning. I couldn't speak.
"I need to see the rest of you," he said stepping a way. "I need to see your cunt and ass."
The first man to ever to refer to my pussy as a cunt.
He pulled my slutty skirt right down. He then walked to a drawer in the pitch and took out a pair of scissors and cut off my thong.
"Never wear these here again," he said. "No thong. No bra. Never in here."
I was trembling. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me hard. Our tongues were going around and around in our mouths. I felt his hands all over me. My tits. My ass. My hips. All over my back. His cock was pressing up against me. It was so hard.
"I'm going to fuck you like no one else ever has," he whispered in my ear. I whimpered. "I'm not bragging. I'm not lying. As soon as you walk through that door you are mine. My cunt. My slut. My fuck hole. My bitch. My cum dump. In here I own you. You never say no to me in here. You always do what I want."
He took one of my tits in each hand and looked me in the eye. He started to squeeze them again.
"You have one chance to leave. But if you stay, those are the rules. I will count to ten. Once I'm done and you're still standing here like this with me there's no turning back."
10, 9, 8,...
What was I getting myself into? Those names. Cunt, fuck hole, cum dump! I never been called those before. A slut, yes. But…
7, 6, 5…
He would own me in here. I could never say no. What was he going to do to me?
4,3,2…
I was panting.
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...and done.
William lowered one of his hands down to my cunt and pushed his middle finger in. I was soaking wet. Moaning. Panting. I was his fuck hole. He could do whatever he wanted. I gave him permission. I agreed to it.
Right then and there with one hand squeezing my tit and the other fucking my pussy I came. I could hardly breath. I had given myself over to this man. This stranger. My orgasm exploded all throughout my body.
WIlliam didn't waste any time. He pushed me over the kitchen table and dropped his pants and shoved his cock into my pussy. I grunted at the force. He smacked my ass hard as he slammed my cunt from behind. Then he smacked it again. He adjusted his body and I felt his cock hitting my g-spot. He smacked my ass again. His cock was slamming my cunt so hard.
"You fucking cunt," he said. "Fucking slut. Whore. Bitch."
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I was going crazy. My brain was on fire. My body was on fire. This was… He was...
"I'm going to fucking hammer your hole," he said. "I'm going to crush your cunt."
Oh my god. Oh my fucking god.
"Pound your pussy," he said. "Slam your slit."
He smacked my ass again! and again Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Then he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back.
Fuck! Oh fuck!