Black Boss
By Danni Blue
Copyright 2011 Danni Blue
Naughty Little Kisses Publishing
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It was an accident that I got to fuck my black boss. A series of chance events led to me - a twenty-year-old white girl - being stuffed with his big thick black cock and riding it like a whore on payday. You don’t think an innocent-looking young secretary like me would do such a thing? I took every inch of that black dick and I let my boss fuck me any way he wanted while I purred like a sex kitten.
It all started when I got a job as a personal assistant at Telmer Enterprises. The offices were in New York City so I had to leave home and find a place to live. My apartment was crummy but I vowed to myself that as soon as I started collecting my paychecks and saving every month, I would get a better home. I was a big girl now... twenty years old... and it was time I took some responsibility for myself.
The weekend I moved in, my parents helped me unpack the boxes of my stuff from home and try to make the apartment look liveable if not exactly luxurious. When they left on the Sunday, I was sad to see them go and I felt all alone but I was also excited about my first day at work on Monday.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the full-length mirror in the hallway and decided I needed a bath and an early night before my big day. I intended to turn up bright-eyed, bushy-tailed and smelling sweet tomorrow. Besides, there might be some hunky guys there. I had been single for too damn long.
I filled the bathtub with hot water and bath salts which produced candy-smelling bubbles and I undressed. There was a full-length mirror in the bathroom too; obviously the previous occupant had no modesty issues. I stood facing my naked reflection, hands on hips, and told myself that there was no reason I couldn’t find a guy for myself somewhere. I had all of New York to search for one. Anyway, what guy wouldn’t want some of this ass? I turned to show myself the ass in question... looking good. My hips were wide and feminine and my booty was big and luscious. What guy wouldn’t want to get his hands on that? I leaned forward, hands on the bath to steady myself, and looked over my shoulder at myself. So this was what a guy would see if he was standing behind me and I was bent over ready to be fucked. My pussy peeked invitingly from between my legs, lips ready to be parted by a cock. My ass smoothed out as I leaned forward and the way it flared from my torso then rounded out as it met the tops of my legs was damn sexy.
I stood up and faced the mirror again to look at my body’s crowning glory... or glories... my big tits. I had developed early in life and I was certainly a busty girl now in my twenties. And I was sure they hadn’t stopped growing yet. My bra cup size had been a G last year but now I was an H. My nipples were large and sensitive and the nubbins were erect. No doubt about... I, Lori Jameson, was one hot tamale. I laughed at myself.