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THE CORPORATE CUMDUMP - PART 14
A few days later I arrived early at work, and found a tall Black man standing in the corridor just outside my office. He seemed to be examining the plaque on the door.
"Can I help you?" I asked, stepping up and standing just behind him.
The man turned, and I gaped at him in awe. He was tall, with close cropped black hair, greying at the temples. His features were very chiselled, he was very broad shouldered. His stomach was flat and muscular. His biceps were huge, and his forearms were very muscular. He had a very neat moustache and beard. He seemed to exude masculinity.
"Ah. Yes," the man said, smiling. His teeth were very white in his dark face, and he had a mischievous gleam in his eye.
"I'm looking for Elias - Mr Stavrous," he continued.
"Er...we'll, he isn't here. It's a bit early. Perhaps I can help you? I'm his chief- Er well, one of his assistants..."
I realized I was babbling, but I was unable to stop myself. I was totally charmed by this handsome, masculine stranger.
"Oh," said the man, "well is there anywhere I could get a cup of coffee while I wait?"
"You're welcome to wait in my office," I told him, "and I'll get you a cup of coffee."
I hurried over to the kitchenette, and prepared a cup of coffee. When I went into my office I found the man sitting in my chair, his feet on the table, reading something on his phone.
"Just put it here," he said, and gestured to my desk, as if it was his own.
I sat opposite him, as he ignored me, concentrating on his phone. I feasted my eyes on his muscular body and handsome manly features.
But then something else caught my eye. As he shifted his weight to get comfortable on the chair, I saw a distinct bulge pointing down his right leg. It was long and quite thick, and the outline of the glans was plainly visible. Obviously he wasn't wearing underwear. I stared greedily at the man's massive meat treat, wishing I could get a better look.
Almost as if he had read my mind, the man scratched his balls, and then rearranged his trousers, making the outline of his cock more visible. Had he noticed that I was ogling his crotch? I flushed with guilt and hastily averted my eyes.
After a few more minutes the man put his phone down.
"So. What exactly is it that the chief cumdump officer does around here?" He asked, conversationally.
"I- well I'm in charge of- well not exactly in charge of but I do help-" I began stammering, but the man cut me off.
"I thought it had something to do with cocksucking," he said.
I flushed with embarrassment, and began denying it, but the man cut me off again.
"You've been drooling over my dick ever since you saw me," he said. "You wanna get a closer look?"
He removed his feet from my desk, and sat there feet spread wide, the considerable bulge in his crotch on display.
My breath caught in my throat. I didn't know what to say or how to react. The man unbuckled his belt, and undid the top button of his trousers.
"Come on then," he said.
I knelt in front of him, and pulled his zip down. As I had thought, he was not wearing underwear. As his large flaccid cock flopped out I stared at it, entranced by the beauty and size of it.
"So, whaddaya think?" the man asked.
"It's magnificent," I said, truthfully.
The man chuckled. "Kiss it," he said.
I kissed his cock several times, moving my lips slowly along it's length. The man said nothing, so I licked it, pulling his trousers down lower. I could smell the musky scent of his crotch, and I reached my tongue down around his balls. The man made no response, so I glanced up at him. He was reading something on his phone, totally ignoring me. I began to work on his cock with my tongue and lips, and was rewarded by seeing his massive manhood slowly unfurling and reaching its full size.
Erect and sublime, it was the largest and thickest cock I had ever seen. Even towards the tip it didn't seem to taper at all, like a meat torpedo. His glans was a large and well defined mushroom. His scrotum was large and full, and sat flush against his stomach. His pubic hair was untrimmed.
As I worshipped his cock, the man put his phone down, and leaned back in my chair, his hands gripping my head. I could feel the tip of his cock hitting the back of my throat. He pushed my head down a bit, and I felt his cock slipping into my throat. I gagged, but managed to control myself.
I could feel the man making short motions with his hips as he fucked my throat. It was not easy, my throat hurt from being stretched so much.
After a minute I was running out of air. I tried to pull my head back, but the man held it down, fucking my throat until I was struggling. Then he released my head, and I fell back, gasping in a huge lungful of air. He allowed me to recuperate for a minute, and then leaned closer to me.
"Boy, are you as good an arsefuck as you are a cocksucker?" he asked.
I felt pleased by the compliment.
"There's only one sure way to find out" I said in answer.
"Well then hop to it. Strip and bend over the desk!" the man commanded.
I quickly stripped, and bent over. I felt the tip of the man's massive cock press against my arsehole. As it pushed my sphincter open I gasped from the pain, and the man stopped.
"Too big?" he asked in sympathy
"I- I've never had anything that big inside me," I answered.
He considered this for a beat.
"Deal with it," he said. And dropped his full weight onto me while shoving his cock up my arse.
The pain was intense. For a moment I was paralysed by the pain, and then I drew in a sharp breath. But before I could scream the man clamped his hand over my mouth, muffling me. I writhed and struggled, but I was unable to get away. I collapsed over my desk, whimpering and crying. This really was the largest cock I'd ever had inside me, and the man hadn't bothered with lube, or even given me time to get used to it. I wanted the man to stop for a minute, just to allow my arsehole to adjust, and I tried to speak, to beg him to stop. But he ignored me, and continued relentlessly.
The phone on my desk rang. Without slowing down the man pressed on the speaker button, and removed his hand from over my mouth.
"Yes, Sir?" I gasped, whimpering from the pain.
"Simon. A friend of mine is coming to visit me today. Keep an eye out for him," Elias said.
"Yes ,Sir. I think that I already met him, Sir," I answered with difficulty. I could barely draw breath, and the man's thrusting was knocking all the air out of me.
"JK? Is that you abusing my assistant?" Elias sounded amused. "Well, come on over to my office when you're done." The phone clicked off.
JK took his time fucking me, going slow and steady, pulling his cock almost all the way out before plunging it in again, pushing against me with all his considerable weight.
The fuck seemed to go on forever. I had to admire his stamina. I could feel JK speeding up as he piston fucked me. My arsehole was burning and painful when he finally pulled his cock out of my arse, turned me around and shot his load onto my face. Then, without giving me time to dress he made me accompany him to Elias's office cum still dripping down my face.
"JK! Goddammit it. Man, what have I told you about breaking my assistants?" Elias complained, the minute he set eyes on me, as I limped into his office, my erect cock bobbing in front of me.
"Oh is this the new ah... assistant you were talking about?" JK said. "I gotta hand it to you Elias. He really does have a tight little cunt"
"Not any more," Elias complained, and JK guffawed.
"You could at least have used some lube," Elias continued.
"Well, I'm sorry. But I did let him slobber all over my dick before I fucked him," JK replied. He didn't sound very sorry. "Besides, look at him. He enjoyed every second of it."
As he said this he grabbed my crotch. His large fingers encircled the base of my erect cock and balls, like a cocking, and he squeezed until I gasped in pain.
"His slutty nature is part of what makes him such an eager to please slave," Elias says. "Aren't you, my little cumwhore?" he said to me.
I blushed when I heard these two men talking that way about me, but I realized that Elias was right. I was a slutty little cumdump. I felt my cock get harder.
"Yes Sir," I said, feeling my face get hot.
JK released me, and sat sprawled on Elias's couch.
"Go clean yourself up, and then get back here," Elias commanded me.
"Yes Sir," I said.
As I exited the office I could hear JK discussing the relative merits of using my cunt or my cuntface. The thought of my mouth being referred to as a cunt made me feel even more humiliated, and my cock twitched.
As I hurried to the toilet to clean up. I saw a few people look at me with expressions of disgust and amusement. This made me blush even more.
I had heard there was a bidet in the ladies toilets, so I went in there. I wanted to get some cool water on my poor, abused arsehole.
I cleaned myself up as much as I could, then returned to Elias's office. The two men ignored me, as they discussed the exploits of various sportsmen. Then Elias turned to me.
"Simon, I am going to be away for a couple of weeks. This is Coach JK Simmons. You will refer to him as Coach. He will be using you while I'm away. You will obey him in all things as if it were a command from me. Is that clear?"
"Yes Sir," I answered.
"Good news, Simon!" Coach said with a smile. "I'm going to spend some quality time with your cunt!"
"Yes Coach," I said, with a sinking feeling of dread.