How I [M] began sleeping with my goddess of a boss [F] – Adorime
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How I [M] began sleeping with my goddess of a boss [F]

May 14, 2025

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"I'd rather have your hand around my throat."

 I stared with utter disbelief at the fact that my boss had just replied to a very risky snap on my part. I had been casually flirting with my boss for a couple of weeks. It had started innocently enough with her asking for my number, solely for "work-related" reasons. Thankfully, Snap has a very helpful alert for when you add a new contact on your phone; it notifies you. I waited as long as I could before adding her, but eventually, my willpower broke, and I couldn't help myself. 

My boss was gorgeous, with flowing brown hair that went down her back, was very fit thanks to an obsession with all things fitness. Despite her petite, albeit well-muscled frame, she had the most preposterously large ass you could imagine for a frame so small. She was fiery, sexy, and I knew she would be just my kind of spicy in the bedroom. Let's call her Meg. 

I myself am average height with short brown hair, blueish-green eyes, and a medium build. There was one thing about me, however, that was not medium. I had made a certain reputation around my workplace as having a very large cock, and knowing exactly how to use it. It is around 9.5 inches, with lots of girth; and fortunately for me…Meg was well aware of this fact thanks to some rumours at work. Let's call me Mitch. 

On to the story. 

The snaps we sent each other were innocent enough at first. Occasionally sending what one was up to during the day, however, Meg began sending more and more gym pictures. She looked incredible, wearing a sports bra and yoga pants that showed off her muscular but feminine physique. I would compliment her in very innocent ways at first; after all, I didn't want to get fired. She would take my compliments in stride, with me second-guessing if she was flirting or if she was merely enjoying the attention from me. Then one day, that all changed. 

I was in her office, and she was joking with me by attempting to grab my arm. Then I reacted by grabbing her arm and placing it by her side. I felt the tension for a moment while we locked eyes, feeling the blood rush to my cock while I imagined what it would be like to bend my boss over her own desk. Thinking better of it, I quickly excused myself to go back to my own office. 

I stared at the wall, pondering my next move. I didn't imagine that moment. I knew she felt it too. Job be damned, I had to know. I pulled out my phone and sent a snap captioned "When I had my hand on your arm, I couldn't help imagine what it would feel like to pin it above your head." And hit the send button. 

I threw my phone on the desk, both aroused and terrified of what would happen. Did I misread the moment? Will she be angry and disgusted? Will she get me fired? I heard the sound of my phone vibrating against the table. I gulped and reached for my phone. 

"I'd rather have your hand around my throat."

In disbelief at my luck and fortune, I hastily replied. I told her how badly I wanted her perfect legs wrapped around my head, dragging my tongue across her swollen clit while I tasted every drop of her soaking wet pussy as it ran down my face. I told her I craved her, I needed her, and that I wanted to leave her a shaking wet mess in her own bed. She then asked one question: what day? I told her Wednesday, and so the plan was in motion. 

Wednesday arrived. We had agreed on drinks and fucking each other senseless in advance, but it felt surreal to be standing outside my boss's house. Every step I took felt weighted as I reached her door, extended my hand, and rang the doorbell. The door opened, and there stood my boss, in a cute pj set whose shorts covered approximately twenty percent of the most perfect ass you or I have ever seen. 

She says hi, and before she could utter another syllable, I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss. Her tongue flooded my mouth while my hands wandered over every inch of her perfect body. I bit her lower lip hard, causing her to moan as she wrapped her fingers through my hair. I felt all of my blood move to my cock, and in that moment I knew I was going to bury her face into her pillow. I picked Meg up and slammed her against the wall. With her arms around my shoulders and her feet in my hands, I began rubbing my cock against her pussy, pinning her against the wall. After what seemed to be a first kiss that's lasted an eternity, I put her on her own feet and said, "Take me to your room, right now." She grabbed my hand and guided me to her bedroom down the hall. 

We entered the room, and I could not wait. I ripped off her clothes with the desperation of a man possessed and placed her on her back with her legs in the air. I began licking her pussy, feeling how soaking wet she was, tasting her, sucking on her clit, and making good on every promise I told myself. I then opened up my jeans to reveal my rock-hard cock. Meg stared with desire, and I knew she was craving how it would feel to have my cock fill her to the breaking point. I pushed Meg further onto the bed and slid my cock inside of her perfect pussy, feeling how tight and wet she was. I started thrusting slowly, making her feel every inch while I watched her eyes roll back in her head as she screamed my name and begged me not to stop. I started moving faster and faster until I was slamming my cock into her over and over again. I was surprised by what a good little slut she was for me; taking every inch that fast is no small feat. She told me she was close to cumming, but I had another promise I had to make good on. I wrapped my hand around her tiny throat and told her, "Be a good girl and cum for your daddy." 

That did the trick. She screamed my name, and I felt her pussy pulse and squeeze on my cock while she thrashed with ecstasy. I looked down with awe at her beautiful face and perfect body. Then she looked at me with pleading eyes and begged me to put my cock in her mouth. 

To be continued. 

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