AUTHOR = Stormbringer
E-MAIL = stormbringer_stories@hotmail.com
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AUTHOR's NOTE - Copyright © by Stormbringer EDITOR's NOTE - Previous parts to this story can be found at: Part 1 and Part 2. |
Lester and Shane arrived at work together holding hands. Their fellow employees stared, but didn't say anything. At one point, Lester made Shane bend down to kiss him in front of a small crowd. Before their kiss broke, Lester's keen ears picked up the clacking of heels on the floor. He broke the kiss and sneered at the surprised face of Cindy Millman.
Mrs. Millman pushed her glasses up her nose as if she couldn't trust her eyes. She was standing at the doorway of her office. Cindy shook her head and headed off down the hall.
"Go ahead to the dressing room and I'll catch up to ya," said Lester smacking Shane on the ass.
Lester watched her leave. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out an envelope. Lester slipped into Mrs. Millman's office and left the envelope on her desk.
Later, Lester handed out the last candy cane of his life. There were still a dozen children waiting in line to see Santa. Santa Joe looked like he was about to snap if another child sat on his lap. Shane looked exhausted and could only walk bowlegged from the fucking she'd gotten last night.
"Finish up, Shane," called Lester. "I got to go tinkle." Some of the children laughed at that.
Lester didn't have to go piss. He had other plans. Lester slipped upstairs. A few employees were adding finishing touches to the Christmas decorations around the office and employee lounge.
"Howdy Nibbles," said one of the employees jovially.
"Merry Christmas," answered Lester.
The employee was arranging cups filled with ice around a large punch bowl. He turned around but the dwarf had disappeared. The man shrugged, finished his task, and headed over to the next table to lay out some plates and napkins. As he walked away, Lester's head came out from under the table.
Lester quickly unscrewed a small vial and emptied its contents into the punch bowl. Hank had told him the vial contained enough Xcite to make any man impotent for a month. The women on the other hand, would be exceptionally horny. Lester cackled and slipped away.
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Cindy Millman grabbed a cup of punch as she passed the bowl. She took a large sip. She hated her life. She hated her husband. One man would make her happy and that was David Webster, Executive Vice President to old man Gacy. David stood away from her in a corner chatting with some other corporate officers. He glanced at her and nodded.
Cindy nodded back then downed her punch. She walked back to grab another cup. Since David and she had started fucking six months ago, he played aloof when she was around. Tonight, he'd even brought his wife.
Cindy was angry and jealous when she spotted the dwarf holding hands with Shane. They looked patently ridiculous in their elf outfits. Joe was still in his Santa costume. He'd be passing out bonus checks later. Then Cindy froze in her tracks when old man Gacy's granddaughter bent down to kiss the little black man again.
"I dare say, Mr. Gacy won't be too pleased with your taste in boyfriends, Shane."
"What are you saying, Mrs. Millman?" asked Shane.
"I'm saying, young lady, I think it's time you looked for employment elsewhere. Unless, of course, you want me informing the old man of whom you are dating."
Shane stuttered a bit in shock before blurting, "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I don't like little rich girls getting handed everything on a silver platter." Cindy had worked her way to the top from nothing. "And because it sickens me to see you kissing him. I trust you've cleaned out your locker, Mr. Nibelung?"
"Absolutely, Mrs. Millman," said Lester. "Oh, and Shane," Lester reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card, "I don't think you need to work here. You've got a model's looks and I have connections in the industry."
"I haven't heard of E&I Modeling," said Shane looking at the card.
"Oh, they're getting more famous every day." Lester winked at Cindy.
Cindy harumphed and stormed off to her office. She wasn't pleased with the way things had turned out. Of course, once they were fired, she lost power over them. Then her eye fell upon the envelope on her desk. Curious, she tore it open. It read: "Meet me in the copy room at nine sharp. Leave the lights off."
Cindy crumpled the letter up and tossed it in the trash. My god, that's bold of David, she thought. She hadn't fucked David's big dick in over a month and her pussy gushed at the thought.
Cindy's husband was cursed with a small penis at barely five inches. She hardly even felt him inside her during sex. Then David had come along with his big six and a half inch dick. That extra inch had done wonders and she'd orgasmed for the first time. After that, she'd fuck David any time and any place he wished.
A fresh wave of lubrication soaked her panties. Jesus, just thinking about it had her horny. She sat down in her chair and found herself grinding her pussy into the seat. If her office didn't have windows, she'd have considered shoving a finger or two or three up her soaking twat. She looked out at David. He had his arm around his wife. His wife was crossing and uncrossing her legs like she needed to go to the bathroom.
Selfish bitch, probably wants David's cock all to herself tonight, thought Cindy. "Well, I'll just have to tire him out," she whispered.
Cindy kept a mirror in her office. Her hair was up and her glasses were on making her look every bit the business professional. Cindy took her glasses off and reached up to let her hair down. Her hair was long, brown, and fell halfway down her back. She colored out the gray streaks and could easily have passed for a woman of thirty.
Cindy took out a tube of red lipstick and applied it. She opened her drawer and pulled out a red Santa hat, placing it on her head. Cindy was already wearing a daring skirt that stopped several inches above her knees. She liked showing off her strong calves. She had three obsessions -- business, David Webster, and fitness. Her body was probably the hottest out of all of Gacy's employees, Shane being the exception. Her breasts were near D-cups and still firm, but her nipples now pointed downwards where once they had stuck straight out.
"Mrs. Millman, we're exchanging gifts," yelled one of the secretaries.
Cindy waved at the woman she planned to fire just after the new year. She stood and straightened her blouse. Then unbuttoned some extra buttons at the top until the tip of her bra showed. Let David see what he could have every night if he ever decided to dump that bitch he had married.
Cindy planted a fake smile on her lips and walked out of her office to the admiring stares of every male in the room. First, she headed over to get more of that delicious punch.
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Cindy had a miserable two hours waiting for nine to arrive. The more she thought about David, the hornier she grew. Of course, the jerk was ignoring her. David also seemed a bit annoyed at his wife. She was acting very clingy, rubbing against her husband and kissing him often. Cindy had seen them together before, but they had never kissed. Other female employees at the party were acting much the same.
Finally, nine arrived. Cindy looked around and saw that the early birds had left the party already. Nibbles must have left too, but Shane was still present. The teen was with some of her friends. She was holding her hands open, about a foot apart. The girls she were talking to were shaking their heads and laughing. Cindy didn't see David or his wife. When the opportunity presented itself she slipped away towards the copy room.
The door was open and Cindy walked in. The door slammed shut behind her and the lights went out just as soon as she spun around. Strong hands grabbed her waist and forced her backwards. Her leg brushed against a foot stool and her ass backed against the copier.
Cindy helped David by lifting herself up onto the copy machine. She also lifted her ass up so that David could reach under her skirt and remove her panties. His hands returned to her legs after he'd pulled her underwear off. He forced her legs open wide, bunching up her skirt. His hot breath suddenly blew across her vagina.
"Oh David, please tell me this isn't a joke?"
David's response was to flick his tongue across her clit. David wasn't much for giving oral sex, so this was a nice surprise. It also meant that he didn't plan on a quick bang. David's tongue plowed its way between her labia. Cindy would have grabbed his head but she was holding on to the copier. His tongue attacked her pussy almost violently. He wasn't overly skilled, but his vigor soon had her cumming.
Cindy was just coming down from the orgasm when she heard the footstool scrape. She assumed David must have been sitting on it to go down on her. His hands spread her legs wide again. She braced herself as his cock probed against her pussy.
"Oh David, you feel so big," she moaned. It felt like her pussy was opening wider than normal as he pushed in. "Hurry up and fuck me."
Cindy had an ulterior motive to get fucked. She'd gone off birth control and had calculated herself to be extremely fertile tonight. When she presented him with his child, he'd have to leave his wife for her. But that was all in the future. Now, it seemed, Cindy was about to get the fucking of her life.
"Jesus, David, your dick is really stretching me out. You sure that's not your arm? God, fuck me with that monster."
The strong arms holding Cindy's ankles, stretched them wider, and David began fucking her hard. His dick was like a jackhammer. It was starting to reach deeper than it had ever reached before. Cindy had her biggest orgasm ever as the huge dick fucking her slipped in at least an inch deeper than David was capable of.
"Not that I care," she moaned, "but who the fuck are you?" The big dick started fucking her even harder. The man didn't answer her. "Sam?" she asked. Sam was a big, strapping eighteen year old who worked in sporting goods. "No? You gonna tell me who you are?"
"Nope," responded a deep voice.
"I think I love your dick, Mr. Big."
"Call it a cock, slut."
"I love your big cock. How big is it?"
"Call it a foot long."
He was bullshitting her. It may have been nine or ten inches, but not twelve.
"Nice, but I don't think... Ugh, argh... too deep... incredible."
Her mystery lover pushed the last few inches inside her and she could feel a huge pair of balls slap against her thighs. Cindy reached out and placed her hands on an incredibly well defined chest, hard as a brick wall. She slid her hands up towards his face, but he suddenly released her ankles and gripped her wrists. At the same time, he jerked his cock in her pussy and Cindy had her biggest orgasm yet. Her orgasm ended too quickly as he yanked his cock out.
"No! please, put it back in?"
"Roll over, slut," he growled smacking her thigh.
Cindy slid off the copier, then turned over laying across it on her belly. She heard the stool scrape the floor and assumed her lover was moving it out of the way. "Oh thank god," she moaned as his big cock-head pushed up against her pussy lips again. She was cumming almost immediately as he started pushing it in. This guy was making her forget all about David.
"This is for firing me, bitch."
SMACK
The hand came down hard on her ass cheek and Cindy jumped.
"Tell me who you are and I'll promote you as long as I can have this cock again."
The hand spanked her again and her ass started to sting a little.
"This is for being such a pain in the ass."
Cindy felt the man's fingers probing against her anus. One finger pressed against her rosebud while the other disappeared. She heard a sucking sound and something touched her ass and pushed inside. It was round, wet, and smooth. She assumed it was a pencil. Nasty, but the extra stimulation was making her cum again. She came again and again when he started fucking her harder and shoving the pencil in and out of her ass. She came again when a huge torrent of sperm struck the wall of her fertile pussy. It felt like a fire hose had been turned on inside her.
The man pulled out before he had finished cumming and some wads struck her back. She heard the stepstool again and felt his hands in her hair. The cock-head probed against her lips and she opened her mouth in time to receive a tongue full of cum. He slid the head back and forth between her lips and amazingly, the huge cock stayed hard. It never shrank an inch and soon she was giving him a full fledged blow-job. More accurately, he was fucking her face with his superior cock. This guy was really taking out some frustrations on her and she loved every minute of it.
Cindy gagged and choked, but managed to take some down her throat. He fucked her mouth hard for at least ten minutes before pumping her belly full of sperm. He pulled back until his cock-head filled her mouth and she was forced to gulp his sperm down to keep up with the flow. She'd never swallowed before, but she wasn't about to complain to this dominant male. She did feel like complaining when he jerked his cock completely out and shot his remaining wads all over her face.
"My mouth is gonna taste like sperm," she said, hoping she didn't run into any mistletoe later.
"Here," said the deep voice of her lover. His hand touched the pencil in her ass and broke off the tip. He shoved the piece into her mouth. It was slightly curved and tasted minty. "Problem solved."
Cindy got off the copier, trying to scoop his semen off her cheeks and into her mouth. If she couldn't find a tissue, it would be pretty embarrassing to return to the party like this. She could hear him dressing.
"Come by my office tomorrow and we'll talk about your raise." Cindy waited and the man never answered her. "Come on. Say something. Can't we do this again?"
"Christmas only comes once a year, bitch."
Cindy was blinded as the door opened and closed again as her lover left. She stood and straightened her skirt before turning the light on. It felt like gallons of semen started pouring down her thighs as she reached behind her to pull the thing out of her ass. She brought it around to look at. It was a candy cane.
Cindy laughed guessing who had just given her the fucking of her life. With the Christmas reference and the candy cane it had to have been Santa Joe. He was the big former marine type and could have a big dick. But he had a big pot belly while her lover was hard and muscular? Nor had she fired him?
Cindy got a shock when she noticed a little belled elf shoe on the floor. Near it was an elf hat. Not far was Nibbles' entire elf costume. "No way," she laughed, stopping when she saw the footstool just under the copier where her head had been. She pictured Nibbles standing on it shoving a foot long black cock down her throat. Impossible, she thought shaking her head of the absurd image.
Cindy cracked the door open and peeked out. There weren't many people left at the party. Nibbles was still there. He was just leaving, holding hands with Shane. He wasn't wearing his elf costume anymore. Cindy assumed he'd just changed for the party in the copier room. This was his last day after all and the elf costume was company property.
Cindy saw an opening to the bathroom and made a quick dash towards it. She needed to get cleaned up before someone spotted her.
Cindy cupped her belly imagining there was a warm satisfied glow coming from her crotch. Maybe, she'd make David marry her anyway. She'd tell him the baby was his. He wouldn't deny it and wouldn't demand a paternity test. Then she'd track her mystery lover down when the baby came. She laughed, now having everything planned out and glad it couldn't have been Nibbles.
Dwarfism might run in his family.
THE END
