My Boss Turned Lover Begs to Be Used Like a Slut

My cock was hard and sitting straight up. Adele knew just what to do. She backed up and impaled herself on my cock, letting out a loud squeal as she rode me in the reverse cowgirl position, sliding up and down my shaft and bathing my twitching cock with our mutual juices.

I still wasn’t sure just where I stood with Adele. After more than six months, the relationship with my MILF boss felt more than it ever was. Were we lovers, not just casual hook-ups or fuck buddies? Though we now had an open end relationship, I wanted more of her, and I wanted Adele to stop seeing other people.

She promised when she had sex with other partners she made them use protection. My cock was the only cock allowed to feel her glorious holes. I was expected to wrap my rascal up for anyone but her as well so that elevated status was something.

While I loved to hear all the dirty things she was doing with other people, it also made me insanely jealous. Jealous enough to consider monogamy. With this woman, monogamy was far from a death sentence.

Weeks after I had brought up the subject of exclusivity, to which her answer was a resounding no, she noticed I had skipped our usual personal happy hour so I was surprised to get a call from her, in the office.

“Are you coming over?” she asked bluntly.

“I can’t, I’m working. I need to get this deck finished by tonight and if you interrupt me, I’ll be less productive afterward.”

“Really? You’re going to continue to work instead of joining me?” said Adele. “I’m wearing something sexy.”

“How sexy?”

“I’ll show you,” she giggled. “Check your phone.”

I switched my phone to speaker and opened the message from Adele. It was a picture of her, sitting on the balcony, with her Martini. Her fitted dress shirt was unbuttoned to just under her breasts and she made sure I got an eyeful of her delicious tanned cleavage.

“Am I making you hard?” Adele asked.

This woman knew how to manipulate a man’s desires.

“Adrian, do you have anything that might fit between my lips and satiate my cravings?” she moaned.

I had to readjust my cock. I was no longer concentrating on the job at hand, my mind drifted away, looking at my sexy lover’s photo.

“What are you doing?” I whispered under my breath.

“I’m trying to make it up to you,” she replied. “Isn’t it obvious?”

“Adele, please understand.”

“I’m so fucking horny baby. I need that cock. Please, baby, come over and fill me up.”

My cock was at full attention anticipating the wet, velvety folds of her sweet, sweet pussy. But this was one instance in which my big brain overrode my cock.

“I can’t, I need to get some work done.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I’m your boss!” screamed Adele over the speaker, before I hung up the phone.

I tried to get my mind off her and started working again when I got another text.

“Last chance asshole, are you coming over or not?”

Adele’s ultimatum shook me a bit and I quickly replied.

“I’ll be there in thirty.”

I ran out of the office and jumped in my car, driving as fast as I could, and when I reached Adele’s house, I went inside and saw her sitting in her backyard. As I stumbled outside, Adele couldn’t help but laugh as she pushed me onto a sun bed.

“You want to pass on this now?” she asked and took a sip of the Martini and proceeded to suck the olives off the toothpick.

“Uhm, no baby I was just…”

“…being an asshole. That’s what you were being. Now I’m going to make you suffer.”

I could see her heavenly tits straining against the white fabric. Over her shirt, she had on a cupless basque that pushed up against her breasts and cinched her waist. This was finished with a miniskirt that tested the tops of her stockings. Adele slowly hiked up her skirt and spread her legs apart. The garters pulled against the stockings and the belt which held them in place.

She walked over to me and straddled my reclining body. Adele then proceeded to bend at the waist and pushed her luscious tanned ass in my face. She continued to twerk her bubble butt in my face as she pulled my cock out of my pants and began to stroke it up and down with both hands before swallowing the head of my cock and teasing me with her warm mouth.

All the while, I was treated to the most beautiful sight. Just inches away from my face, the white triangle between her legs was getting sopping wet. A drop broke free of the sheer fabric and trickled down her leg.

I sat up and licked her thigh to intercept the sweet juices. As I did so, she stood up and spun around, and placed her right heel in my crotch. My cock twitched under the pressure of her fuck-me-pumps as the stiletto heel threatened to penetrate my ball sack.

“Calm down, mister,” ordered Adele, “You’ll ruin all the fun we’ll have teasing your sweet cock.”

Weeks of pent-up frustration were begging for release. I just needed to cum and having Adele in her sexiest fuck-doll mode was not helping. She offered me a wicked smile and walked away with the back of the skirt pulled up so I could watch the cheeks of her ass bounce. Each stride of her long legs, and the clack of her stilettos against the tile, made my cock twitch in anticipation.

She returned and placed a second sunbed end to end with mine before straddling it as if dancing to an inaudible soundtrack. With her back to me, she bent at the waist and put her hands in front. One hand on the sunbed, one hand on the front of her panties. She pulled upward and strained the panties between the crack of her ass and the lips of her pussy, forming the perfect camel toe. She then stretched out her body and lay on her stomach.

“Don’t you want to see what I can do to your cock?” she asked turning her head toward me.

She continued to show me the growing wetness between her legs. She raised her legs up in the air and gave me a dissertation on how to tease a man with strategically placed fingers inside her panties. After playing with her wet cunt, she brought wet fingers to her mouth as her lips licked the resulting juices from her pussy.

“So good,” she mouthed. “Want a taste?”

Adele turned over and stood. She peeled the skirt down and unbuttoned her shirt, throwing it on the ground, exposing the skimpy bikini top. She then threw one leg over my lap and proceeded to pull the panties to the side exposing the slickness between her legs. Wasting no time she slipped my shaft into her eager hole, bouncing on my cock until it was shiny with her juices.

“Your cock is so hard and so deep in my tight little cunt,” moaned Adele, “You make me feel like such a slut.”

I pulled the two pieces of fabric to the side and started to suckle at her breasts. It was the perfect position for me to be in. In my hands, I palmed glorious mounds of flesh that I was feeding into my mouth and the sluttiest woman on the planet was riding my cock.

“Isn’t this better than those dull reports and decks?” Adele moaned.

“Uh, huh,” I managed to muffle.

I lay Adele back down on her back so I could strip the bikini off her. Completely nude, except for her oversized sunglasses and stiletto heels, she pushed my face between her legs. I licked her clit as if I’d never seen one before. I sucked the outer lips of her pussy like a man who had discovered an oasis in the desert. I slipped in one, then two fingers to probe deep along the upper wall of her pussy and when I inserted a third finger she let out an audible cry, begging me to go slower but, also begging me not to stop.

“Fuck me, baby, fuck me. God, I love those fingers in me…”

She was having more intense orgasms as I alternated between my thumb and my tongue on her clit. It wasn’t long before she became too sensitive and she rolled over on her stomach. She was covered in a sheen of perspiration that only emphasized how violent her orgasms were.

My cock was hard and sitting straight up. Adele knew just what to do. She backed up and impaled herself on my cock, letting out a loud squeal as she rode me in the reverse cowgirl position, sliding up and down my shaft and bathing my twitching cock with our mutual juices.

I reached over to the small table next to the sunbeds and picked up the tanning oil. I squirted half the bottle on her back and watched it trickle down and cover her ass cheeks. My hands made quick work of oiling down her back before I pulled her closer so her back was on my chest. My oiled hands cupped her breasts as they bounced when she bucked on my cock. My hands drifted down over her flat stomach and down between her legs.

“Take what you want baby,” she moaned.

I impaled her, with each stroke going deeper and harder. I was lusting after her cunt. Her ass cheeks jiggled after every thrust as did her amazing tits. I pulled her body over mine, her back resting on my chest and I spread her legs wide and plowed deeper in her pussy.

“Fuck me! Fuck me, Adrian! I want it, I want it, “ she screamed.

She fulfilled all my desires, satiated all my lust, and allowed me to live out my fantasies without judgment. God, I loved this woman.

“Is this what you want?” I replied. “You’re my little cock whore, aren’t you? My little fuck-slut.”

“Yes, yes! I’m cumming. I’m cumming,” Adele kept screaming. “I’m such a fucking slut. Oh god. Oh god.”

For the first time since we’d been together, Adele was not only cumming, she was ejaculating. She sprayed her juices all over the sunbed in front of her and all over the ground.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” screamed Adele, “I need you in my ass. Now!”

I pulled out of her well-used cunt and sunk my shaft deep in her tight ass.

“Push it, baby, push it. Pump that ass,” she urged me and I did as I was told, pumping my cock deep in her ass.

“Yes, baby. Pump that cock into me. I want to hear your balls smacking against my ass.”

When Adele was about to lose her balance, I let go of her legs and wrapped my arms around her body cupping her breasts and pushing my cock deep in her ass.

“That’s it! This ass is all yours baby just let it go. Cum for me!” yelled Adele.

That was the last straw. I pumped weeks of pent-up cum inside her ass. It came in short spurts, six in total and I coated her insides while she turned her head and kissed me. As I pulled my deflating cock out of her ass, cum started dripping onto my skin and down to the sunbed below.

We just sat there, spent, both daring the other to get up and shower. I suggested we escape the cooling temperatures and shower together. Bathed in hot water and steam, I admitted to Adele that I loved her. It was not just the physical attraction but, the emotional one as well. I was at my weakest and it just slipped out.

“I know,” said Adele, “that’s what I’m afraid of…”

I kissed her before she could finish. We washed and worshiped each other’s bodies in silence. That was enough for one day.

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