Coworkers
Prologue: Jonathan
"Let's change positions, my thighs are starting to hurt."
I heard Jonathan but didn't want to move, my tongue had been probing his ass for about thirty minutes and I was in no hurry to stop. I shot my tongue higher up his hole and squeezed his ass to let him know I heard him, but didn't want to stop for even a moment. He reached down and started playing with my rock hard dick, thumbing the head forcefully with one hand and massaging my balls with the other. If he thought getting me to cum would make me stop eating his beautiful ass, he was wrong.
Jonathan took my dick in his hand and moved up and down the shaft. I couldn't help but let out a low, long moan. I moved my hands off his ass and explored his torso. I outlined his budding abs with my fingers and felt his strong back muscles with my thumbs. Everything about him just conveyed Man. He has tall and strong. He had muscles that were developed but not overly so. He had a firm, round ass and a tight pink hole that I could eat for hours. And sometimes he let me. But tonight was not one of those nights.
I was trying to resist cumming but Jonathan was working his hand quickly up and down my cock. Between the hand job, the taste of his ass, and his constant moans and whines while I drenched his hole, I was in ecstacy. Jonathan increased his speed and I couldn't hold back any longer. My balls tightened and I squirmed as I came all over Jonathan's hand, shooting rope after rope of hot cum. He brought his hand to his mouth and licked up my cum. I took my tongue out of his hole and Jonathan slid down next to me, offering his hand to me to lick clean. I tasted myself on him and reveled in how unbearably sexy and filthy everything was. I turned my head and gave him a deep, sensual kiss. I massaged his tongue with mine and let him taste his own ass.
I broke the kiss and took a moment to stare in his eyes. He was so beautiful with his dark features and chiseled face. He had lips that were full but not pouty and I pressed mine to his because they were just so irresistible. His dick, hard as stone, brushed up against my leg, reminding me he had not yet cum. "Your turn" I said and rolled onto my side, offering him my ass. He reached over and stuck his index finger in my mouth for me to lube up. After it was wet enough he placed it at the entrance of my hole.
I only bottomed for some men and the last few times Jonathan and I had been together, I had topped. My ass hadn't been invaded with anything as large as his cock in quite some time, so I was a little nervous. He gently moved his finger inside my hole and back out. He rocked back and forth, slowly loosening me up. He had only been at it a few minutes and I was already getting hard again. I fumbled through my nightstand, grabbing my lube and a condom and handed them to Jonathan. He quickly lubed up his index and middle fingers and pushed back inside me. I tried not to focus on the burn, knowing his cock would hurt so much more.
Jonathan had started finger fucking me, abandoning any pretense of trying to loosen me up. His middle finger kept almost brushing against my prostate and it was driving me crazy. "Fuck me. And not with your fingers. Fuck me with your fat cock" I pleaded. Jonathan kissed the back of my neck and whispered, "Your wish is my command." I heard him open the condom and lube his cock. I touched my dick, still raw from cumming only minutes earlier, and grew impatient. "Hurry baby" I whimpered, like a bitch in heat. I knew what was coming and I had waited too long for it.
He aligned his dick with my hole and grabbed my left shoulder with his left hand, I reached back with my right hand and entwined it with his. I felt his fat head at my hole's entrance and pushed out, opening myself as much as I could. His head plunged past my ring and I shuddered as pleasure and pain jolted throughout my whole body.
"Fuck yes. Fuck yes. Fuck yes." It was the only thing I could manage out. I was whimpering and whining and my breath was short. I wanted him in me. I needed him in me. Now. Tomorrow. Forever. Always. Jonathan pushed further in me, his thick cock opening me wider than I had been in weeks. His head hit my prostate and I lost it. I came for the second time in 15 minutes. Like a god damn teenager. I shot three loads all over my sheets and felt my hole tighten around Jonathan's cock. "Damn baby, let me catch up to you" Jonathan said, chuckling at how horny he made me. His finished burying his dick in me and wrapped his left arm around me, holding me close to him.
He moved out slowly and plunged back in. It seemed like his cock had grown in those two seconds and I loved it. He moved back and forth, gradually picking up speed, savoring my tightness.
"Yeah. Fuck yeah. So fucking tight. So tight. Fuck. Fuck. I'm gonna open you up. Fuck yeah. Take this dick. Fucking take it."
Jonathan, normally so composed, usually had such an eloquent way with words, but tonight he had been reduced to an incomprehensible sex machine. And I loved it.
"Harder. Attack my ass. Deeper. Fuck yes. Deeper."
I cheered him on, begging him to be rougher, harder, dirtier. His thrusts were so fast, it was like his head was constantly hitting my prostate. I was in heaven. He squeezed my hand harder and he stopped saying anything, instead just grunting. He pulled me closer to him and kissed the back of my neck. He kept at this pace for a while and the only sounds in the room were his grunts, my whimpers, and the sound of his balls smacking against my ass. He slowed slightly and I started pushing back, desperate for him to attack me again. He nibbled on my earlobe and whispered, "I know what I'm doing, let me take care of you." I stopped moving on his dick and let him regain full control. He had slowed considerably, longdicking me with precision, allowing the head of his dick to carefully massage my prostate. I had been deduced to a whining, muttering, desperate mess. "Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan." I said his name over and over, my mind being able to focus only on him and his magnificent cock and the wonderful things it was doing to me. He had been kissing my nick and nibbling my ear and it was all so much, almost too much.
After what felt like an eternity of his slowed pace, Jonathan started speeding up. He was hitting me hard, his balls again slamming against my ass, filling the room with that glorious smacking sound. His grunting became louder and my breath became short. He hit me with three hard thrusts and I knew what was coming.
"I'm gonna cum!" he shouted and I pushed him off me. I rolled onto my back while he kneeled over me and ripped off the condom, allowing me to take his dick in my mouth. As soon as my lips touched his enlarged head he shot his heavy load. At least seven streams of his thick creamy cum filled my mouth. A lesser man might have let some drip out, but I took his load like the champion cocksucker I am. I moved further down his shaft, licking him clean. I propped myself up to meet Jonathan for a sloppy, cum-soaked kiss. He held my face in his hands and gave me one of those deep kisses that can only follow incredible sex.
I fell back on the bed and closed my eyes, completely spent. Jonathan moved next to me and kissed my chest. His lips found mine and we kissed for a short while. He looked at me and smiled and my heart melted a little. I thought about telling him how perfect and handsome he was and how much I loved his dick. Instead I just smiled back.
"I better go" he said and kissed me once more. "Lucy is probably wondering where I am."
"Wouldn't want her to worry" I said dryly. "She is your wife, after all."
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