Cream-pie sex story with my boyfriend’s boss

My boyfriend gets his own cream-pie sex story

I’ve often fantasized about a hot cream-pie sex story.  However, today was not that day.  I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was amiss when I called my boyfriend Tommy at work. His responses seemed vague, and he seemed to be acting a bit distant. My intuition told me he had to be hiding something, and I just couldn’t ignore it. I called his cell again, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and worry. ” Tommy, where are you? Why aren’t you answering my calls?” I said when I finally got him on the phone.  His voice still sounded weird, “I’m swamped with work, Mallory. I promise I will be home once I get things sorted out.” Without even allowing me to respond, the phone hung up.   This was so not like him.

My head was swirling. I knew there must be something wrong. So I decided to take matters into my own hands, and I picked up the phone and called his boss.  I wanted to know what was going on with Tommy and where he was. His boss, Simon, was a tall,  handsome man with a commanding presence.  He was taken aback by my call. Of course, I’d never done anything like that before.  He assured me that he planned to look into it and get back to me.  We hung up, and I waited, with my anxiety growing with each passing minute. Then there was a knock at the door, followed by the doorbell ringing. I jumped, my heart racing. I opened the door, expecting to see Tommy. However, when it was Simon, his boss. He pushed past me and stepped inside.

The boss with the big dick!

“Mallory, I didn’t expect to actually catch you here,” he said, his voice full of sarcasm.  He knew good and well I was going to be here; I’d just talked to him. Before I could respond, he stepped even closer to me and put his hand on my face. I felt my panties get wet. Yes, I’d had a cream-pie sex story dream last night, but he had not been a part of it. “Where’s Tommy, Simon?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “He’s still at work,” he replied, before moving his hand down to cup my breast. “But I think we can have some fun without him.” I hesitated for a moment before giving him the green light. I then led him to the bedroom I shared with Tommy.  My heart was pounding in my chest so hard I thought he could hear it.

His eyes were glued to me, devouring every inch of my body as I stripped off my clothes. He quickly followed suit, and boy, was his body a work of art. It was hard to ignore his massive dick; my pussy  was growing even wetter with anticipation. I got on my knees and wrapped my hands around his hard cock. Stroking it gently,  as I felt it grow harder in my hand. He groaned, his hands guiding my head as I took him in my mouth. As I sucked him, I used my tongue, swirling around the head of his cock. He moaned louder and began thrusting his hips to fuck my mouth.

A cream-pie sex story in the making.

As I was sucking Simon’s beautiful cock, I  felt a presence behind me.  I turned my head slightly to see Tommy standing in the doorway. His eyes were wide with shock and anger. Pulling his boss’s thick cock from my throat, I grinned at him.  “Join us, Tommy,” I said, my voice dripping with lust. “Or you can watch as I fuck your boss.” Tommy’s face turned even redder with anger, but he didn’t move, nor did he stop watching. I turned back to his boss, my hand reaching out to grab his big cock. I faced Tommy and straddled Simon, my pussy teasing the head of his cock. “You want to watch him fuck me, don’t you?” Not waiting for him to answer, I lowered my pussy down to cover Simon’s cock.  It was time to make my cream-pie sex story a reality.

Simon groaned loudly, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust into me from the bottom. I rode him hard, my pussy clenching around his cock. I could hear Tommy’s moans behind me, and I knew he was stroking his cock. After a good, hard ride, Simon came inside me, his cock throbbing like a heartbeat as he filled me with his cum. I pulled away, my pussy dripping with Simon’s fresh cum load.  Turning to  Tommy, “Clean me up, Tommy,” I said, as I spread my legs wide to show him the cream-pie I made just for him. Tommy hesitated for a moment before moving closer to make my cream-pie sex story come to life. He knelt before my cum filled pussy, his tongue reaching out to taste his boss’s cum. Before completely devouring my pussy.

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