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My name is Randi.
I work at a large office where I am part of the
office
secretarial pool. I have worked here for the past three years and
not much fun
stuff has happened. Just work, work, work for little me. I am
5' 3'' tall and
weigh 105 pounds. I am really thin and all my friends
say I am really
100 pounds, and 5 pounds of boobs. They are nice and
shapely and come
together really good when I wear a lift bra and low-cut
top.
I was getting kind of bored at work and was
looking for something new
when all of a
sudden I saw one of the company's new bosses. Actually I
saw her from
behind first, and she had a hot ass, the kind I knew I had
to have. Marta
Guzman had just transferred from our West Coast division,
and although she
was a hot Latina babe, her skin was extra dark from all
the sun exposure
she had experienced.
One day I got my courage up and introduced
my self. I saw Marta
standing at the
coffee stand in our break room, looking a little lost.
"Excuse me, do you need help with
that," I said.
"Oh, hi there, yes, I can't get this
darned thing to work," Marta
said in a hot
Latina accent which made my heart flutter.
"You must be Marta Guzman. My name is
Randi."
"Hi Randi, do you think you could
offer me a hand?"
"Yes Ms. Guzman, I would be more than
happy." "Oh honey, you can
call me Marta.
Let all the suits call me Ms. Guzman," she said with a
laugh.
"OK, Marta. Listen, I was wondering if
you would like to grab a cup
of coffee after
work to discuss any plans you have here that I could be
of
assistance," I said, hoping she would say yes.
"That sounds great Randi. Why don't I
stop by your desk at around 5
and we can go
from there. But, you will have to lead the way as I am new
here and don't
know the area too well."
"That will be no problem," I
said, knowing full well I wanted her
to say that. My
boss had the body of a bombshell. Large boobs, tiny west,
sexy hips and a
lovely ass. Her legs were divine. She stood a few inches
taller than me,
but I knew I could have her eat out of my hand.
Marta strode over to my desk a few minutes
before 5 and asked if I was
ready. I grabbed
my purse and we walked out of the building. I told her I
knew of a place a
few blocks from here and we could walk. I grabbed her
hand and she did
not resist, letting me know she was open to new things.
We had past several coffee houses when Vida
asked me where we were
going. "I
know of a quite little place where we can talk and not be
disturbed,"
I said.
Marta followed me as I entered a small
coffee shop which was really
much more. Inside
was a little place my friend had that she let me use if
I needed it. The
room had a bed, a table and a bookshelf full of toys.
We sat down at a small table and both
ordered cafe lattes. The table was so small that we had to sit angle to keep
from bumping our knees together. Marta opened up
her briefcase and
pulled out a folder and stated to talk about our
company, when I
placed a finger on her lips and asked her to be quiet.
"Marta," I said, still holding my
finger on her lips. "I have
noticed that you
like to take charge at work, but otherwise you like to
follow, is that
correct. Nod your head for yes and shake it for no."
Marta
shook her head up and down.
"I have noticed you have a great body,
and I want you to do what I
say. Would you
like that? Remember, no talking."
Once again Marta shook her head up and
down. I removed my finger from
her lips and told
her to open her mouth. I inserted my finger and she
began to suck on
my finger. At the same time I shifted my position and reached under the tiny
table to lightly stroke her thighs. Shortly there after, the waitress brought
our cafe lattes over and Marta didn't stop.
"Honey, you have been a good girl.
Now, let's take our drinks into
the next room for
a little privacy." Marta grabbed both drinks and I put
my hand around
her waist, drawing her close to me.
I opened the door and let Marta enter
before shutting it and hearing
it lock from
behind, the waitress using her key to keep the door shut.
"Put the drinks down on the floor in
the corner and come to me," I
said. Marta did
as I said and returned. "Take off your clothes. Remember,
you can leave
anytime you want. Just ask. Until then, you must obey me.
Now, strip."
Marta removed her skirt and revealed that
she was wearing a dainty
ping thong which
looked great against her dark skin. She took off her linen
blouse and
revealed a matching bra. She unhooked her bra and removed her
panties and was
standing there naked. I noticed a little pubic hair just
above her pussy
lips.
"Get over on the table, I need to
shave you."
Marta stepped over and got on the table,
laying her hot ass on top and
spreading her
legs open. I walked over to the sink and filled a bowl with
hot water. I
grabbed some shaving gel and a safety razor and came back.
"Marta, I want you to keep your legs
open and not make a sound. Any
movement or sound
and I will have to put you in restraints."
I applied the gel to her pussy and she
shivered from its coolness. I
dipped the razor
in the water and applied it to her skin, and she closed
her legs on
instinct. "Marta, I said keep your legs open. Now I have to
restrain
you."
I walked away to the shelf of toys and came
back with two leather
straps with hoops
on either end. I put one hoop on her ankles and the
other on bolts
sticking out from the floor under the table. Her legs were
now spread and
tied down to the table, unable to move unless Marta moved
her upper torso,
which she did upon my next stroke. I had to go back for
two more leather
straps and did the same to her wrists as I had done with
her ankles. She
now was completed restrained.
I went back to shaving and this time Marta
did not move and she did
not make any
other sound besides moaning in delight. I wet her down with
water and dried
her off with a towel.
"You are a good girl. Now, let's see
how you taste."
I got between her legs and let my tongue
dance on her inner thighs. I
moved my mouth up
to her pussy and found it drippy wet from anticipation.
My tongue darted
into her pussy and I was met with a rush of her natural
flavor washing
into my mouth. She cooed and aahhed and moaned, but could
not squirm as I
brought her to a rolling orgasm.
My face was covered in her cum and I told
her to lick my face before
I would kiss her.
Marta did her best and washed my face clean. I then
covered her mouth
with mine and gave her the best French kiss she ever
had by a girl. I
placed my hands on her nipples and started tweaking them
in-between my
thumb and finger. I could hear her moaning and knew she was
going to cum
again. I lifted off of her and said, "Marta, do you want to
cum again?"
She nodded her head up and down.
"If I let you cum, will you be my pet
slave?"
Marta nodded her head up and down
frantically. I went back to
kneading her
nipples and she came very hard, this time expelling some of
her cum onto the
table. I untied her and embraced her. I removed my
clothes and told
her to eat me out. She was a marvelous pussy eater and
used her mouth;
lips, tongue and fingers to bring me off three times
before I grabbed her
black hair and pulled her off my aching pussy. I
told her to lean
over the table and wait to get fucked. She did not
hesitate to get
over the table and press her boobs into the table,
sticking her ass
out for me.
I grabbed a strap-on cock from the shelf
and put it around my hips.
Vida was so wet
she did not need any lubrication. I centered the cock,
and then rammed
it into her pussy. Her back arched back as she was
getting filled
with my rubber cock. I thrust it in and out of her, and
grabbed her tits,
massaging them and then pulling on her nipples. I told
Vida to grab onto
the table with her hands to keep from coming back at
me. Her pussy was
still dripping cum when she had her fifth orgasm of the
afternoon.
Afterwards, I pulled out of her and told
her to wash the cock with
her tongue. She
did this and I took it from her, washing it under water
and replacing it
on the shelf. I told Marta to clean me with a washcloth
and then her. She
did this and then I told her to hand me her panties and
bra and bend over
and grab her ankles. Marta complied without hestation.
I walked back over to the shelf and removed
a clear plastic five inch butt plug. I knew my friend wouldn't care if I
borrowed it for a few days. I came back to Marta and ran the plug up and down
her still wet slit. She moaned as I then pushed it into her pussy, and I moved
it in and out, twisting it around with each thrust. I skillfully brought Marta
to the edge of yet another orgasm, and then stopped. Her pussy responded just
as I had hoped; Juice was already leaking down the tops of her thighs. I then
but my hand on her lower back to steady her, and I touched the juice covered
plug against her anal hole. I pushed and twisted as she grunted with the pain.
After a short but intense effort, the plug broke through
Marta's tight
sphincter and sucked in to its base.
After a moment, I told Marta to stand up
and put her hands behind her head. After shuffling her legs to compensate for
her now stuffed ass, Marta did as I told.
I started stroking her lovely breasts, and then moved on to pinching,
tweaking, and tugging on her nipples for a few minutes. They immediatley
swelled, and when I was satisfied with their size, I stopped. By this time her
juices had leaked down more than half the length of her thigh. I ordered her to
get dressed and ready to leave while I put her thong and bra in my purse. I
took a last look at Marta be fore we walked out. He nipples we're poking tents
in her blouse and there was a slight glisten past the hem of her skirt.
I knocked three times on the door and the
waitress unlocked it. As I stopped to pay for the lattes we never drank, the
waitress looked at Marta's nipples, thighs, and awkward gait with a knowing
grin. I grabbed Marta's hand as we left the coffee house and walked her home
and spent the night. I was a little late the next day, but Marta covered for
me. If she didn't, she knew I would take a paddle to her hot Latina ass.
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