Page 73 of The Deal


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“Ahhh!” I cry out. “Oh my god!”

“Fuck, your ass is dirty,” he rasps. “Goddamn.”

I’m already wet—so wet that it’s leaking onto his suit, darkening the wool. He sees it, and his mouth twists in a wicked smile. “Good girl,” he says. “So fucking ready all the time.”

But I want to give him the ass bomb, so I pause for a moment and then turn myself so that I’m facing outwards on his lap. I’m crouched in a squat, my asshole hovering right over the tip of his leaking cock.

“Are you ready, Daddy?” I coo, looking at him slyly over one shoulder. “Ass bomb coming in hot.”

“I’m more than ready,” he rasps. “Fuck, baby, you look so fucking dirty like this, with your asshole already open and ready for me.”

Then, he grabs my hips in both hands, lines up the head of his cock, and looks at me. I nod, breathing so fast I might pass out, and lower myself down, inch by inch.

The stretch in my anal ring is fire, a burn and a fullness that makes me whimper. I stop halfway, letting myself adjust, and he rubs my back, murmurs, “You can do it. Go slow.”

I push down with my butt, feeling him breach the tight ring, feeling it spread until the head is all the way in. My body shakes, not from pain but from the shock of being so completely filled.

“Unnh!” I cry out. “You’re so big!”

“I know, baby, but you can do it. You look so good like this, with my cock halfway buried in your butt. Fuck fuck fuck,” he groans, the sound vibrating right through my core.

I start to move, up and down, slow at first, then a little faster. The sensation is wild: every inch is pressure, every slide is a new nerve ending going live. I ride him with my asshole, hands braced on his knees, and he watches me with eyes so dark they almost don’t look real.

He starts talking then, the filthiest words I’ve ever heard. “That’s it, take it all. You love it, don’t you? You love Daddy’s cock in your ass. My nasty little girl. You were made for this. All those years of waiting, and now look at you, fucking your ass down on Daddy’s cock like a slutty anal whore.”

I gasp, squeezing tighter around him, and he holds me by the waist, guiding the rhythm. He pistons up into me, slow anddeep, each thrust making a loud slap as our skin meets. The sound fills the room: skin on skin, my breathless moans, his voice going raw.

“You want to come like this?” he pants. “You want me to fuck your ass until you come?”

I nod, but then I pause for a moment.

“Yes, but you haven’t gotten your ass bomb yet, Daddy,” I whisper.

He takes his hands off my hips, blue eyes gleaming.

“Then show me.”

With that, I lift myself and then drop my butt down all the way onto his cock, taking him balls deep in a swift move. He’s so huge that I scream, each vein in his cock scraping along my anal walls and feeling so good. I do it again and again, lifting myself up on his cock and then slamming my butt down, creating the most delicious friction.

“Mmm!” I cry out, my breasts almost flapping with the violent movements. “Ooooh, fuck fuck fuck!”

“You look so goddamn sexy doing this,” Kent gasps from behind me, his hips bucking as he starts to lose control. “You want to come, baby?”

I can’t answer—can’t do anything but nod and whine and slam my ass down even harder on his cock in a series of violent ass bombs.

But my man knows what I need. He reaches around, slides his hand between my legs, and finds my clit. He rubs, circles, presses, and the touch is perfect—so perfect that I cry out, mywhole body arching. The orgasm hits so fast it almost hurts. My vision whites out, my muscles clamp down, and I scream as my asshole convulses around the massive cock buried inside.

“Ahhh!” I shriek. “Oh oh oh!”

Kent doesn’t stop. He fucks me right through it, letting me ride the aftershocks, letting me milk his cock with every spasm.

“Good girl,” he hisses. “You’re so good for me. So fucking dirty in every way, ready to be Daddy’s anal whore. You’re mine.”

Then he lets go, then, the rhythm going insane. He holds my hips in place and slams his dick up, deep, repeatedly, pounding my anus like a madman.

“Let Daddy fuck up into you,” he rasps. “Fuck fuck fuck SHIT!”

Then Kent loses it. I feel the heat of him explode inside me, pulse after pulse, as he lets out a conquering shout, so loud that it reverberates within the office. I cry out again, my asshole absorbing the harsh pounding, my anal rim raw and red, even as my rectum continues to clench with violent ripples.