Taken by the new guy : Part 2

For those of you who haven't read part one, it might help this to make more sense. Plus you might get a little enjoyment out of it ;)
Anyway, this is a continuation...

I was standing in the elevator on the way up to my office. I was so nervous because of what had happened the night before. I had wondered if it was all a dream, but the pain in my anus told me otherwise. I walked in and sat down at my desk. I logged on to my computer and checked my emails. The whole time I was conscious of Andy. And then he walked in, looking great, as he had the day before. All the girls flirted with him and I watched from my desk, hoping nobody would notice. Eventually he walked away from the girls. He winked at me as he walked past my desk and I turned away in shame, yet at the same time my penis became semi-erect.

What was wrong with me? This guy had treated me with contempt and totally used me, yet one wink and I wanted to get down on my knees for him. I tried to focus on my work, but memories from the night before kept consuming my thoughts. Eventually I decided to get up and get a glass of water. On the way to the water cooler I had to walk past Andy's desk. He wasn't there - what a relief.

I was walking past the empty office when I saw him out of the corner of my eye. Without thinking I stopped to look in. He was leaning up against the wall and giving me that same seductive look he had given me the night before. The way he smiled at me made my heart race and I smiled back. He beckoned with his finger for me to enter and my body walked towards him without conscious thought. Before long we were alone in the office. He walked around behind me and shut the door. Then I felt him standing up close behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck. He was so close, yet his body was not against mine.

I leaned back against him and closed my eyes, breathing heavily. He kissed and bit my neck softly, then harder before whispering in my ear “so you had fun last night?”
“Uh-huh” was all I could manage in reply. What was I saying? Yes I had enjoyed it, but I knew it was wrong. I’m not gay. What if people find out about this? These thoughts quickly disappeared from my mind as her whispered in my ear again. “Have you been thinking about my big, hard dick and what it did to you” he said in the most seductive manly voice. “Yes”, I responded, as if in a trance. He placed his hands on my hips and continued to kiss and bite my neck. “Don’t you wish you could touch it right now, lick it and suck it, take it deep in your mouth?”

“Oh god yes!”

With this, he turned my around and placed his hands on my shoulders, guiding my down to my knees. He looked into my eyes, so confident and in control. I could do nothing but look up at him, nervous but excited, and loving the way he took control of me. I placed my hands on his hips and looked straight ahead at the bulge in his pants. I knew what I had to do. I was compelled to pleasure him. I wanted nothing more than to make him happy. My every desire was to give this hot, sexy, masculine man everything he wanted from me.
I slowly unzipped his pants and reached in tentatively.

I gasped when my hand fell upon his semi-erect, yet still huge member. I pulled it out slowly, and it flopped out of his zipper. I swallowed, and then licked my lips. I started to stroke it gently then looked up to see if I was doing it right. He looked down at me and smiled at me approvingly. I smiled back, happy that I had been able to please him. I looked back at his gorgeous cock. I stroked it slowly and loosely, occasionally gripping a little tighter. I had become hard, just watching his huge cock grow hard in my hands. My anus tingled, and it felt as though it was becoming wet. I could smell a musky aroma and the warmth that came off his prick enticed me to taste it. As if he could tell what I was thinking, he said reassuringly “go on baby, taste it”. This was all the encouragement I needed. I opened my mouth and licked from the base of his swollen member all the way up the shaft to the tip and gently kissed the tip with my wet lips.

I was now hypnotised. I worshipped his huge rod, kissing up and down, licking furiously. Again I licked from base to tip, this time opening my mouth wide and slowly sliding down onto his dick. I then closed my mouth about half way down and began to suck softly. “Mmmmmmm” I moaned softly, loving the feeling of having my mouth filled by his perfect penis. I slid my mouth up the shaft before plunging down again, taking him slightly deeper. I started to suck up and down his delicious cock. His moans only encouraged me further “oh that’s it baby, suck that cock”.

My arse was burning. It seems as though the more I became turned on the more it needed stimulation as well. I undid my belt and zipper and reached into my pants. I went straight past my hard cock and gently rubbed the outside of my arsehole. I started to take his cock even further inside me, until I could feel it at the back of my throat. I could feel myself smiling, so happy to have his cock in my mouth. I was desperate to pleasure him. I felt his fingers run through my hair, so I knew I was doing something right. I then felt pressure on the back of my head, but I had already taken him as far as I could, so I pushed back.

Then he pulled my hair and forced my mouth even deeper. I gagged hard, but this didn’t stop him. It seemed to encourage him and he began to fuck my mouth, just like he had my arse the night before. I gagged over and over again, my face red and my saliva dripping from my lips. He grunted and said “take that big hard cock, you dirty little slut”. This should have repulsed me, but for some reason I became even more tuned on. My arse was now quite wet and I slid one finger in, followed by a second. I was sucking as hard as I can and it seemed my gag reflex had relaxed a little. I was now able to take all of his huge prick without gagging. In fact the feeling of it at the back of my throat only made me suck harder. I was also fingering my sensitive arse and moaning with each thrust of his hips. I could feel him begin to throb in my mouth and I knew what this meant.

It turned me on to think that I could make him cum again so I began sucking furiously whilst assaulting my arse with my fingers and moaning loudly. Then finally I felt him squirt at the back of his throat. This turned me on so much! I started sucking like a mad man, taking him in and out as fast as I could. I felt him squirt two or three times. Loving the taste of it I quickly swallowed, but before long he pulled away. He began spraying all over my face and I loved it. I continued jerking his cock hard and fast and opened my mouth to catch as much as I could, as he moaned in pleasure and sprayed his huge load over my face. In my hair, in my eyes and nose and dripping from my chin. Once he was done, I just looked up with him with a slutty smile, my fingers still fingering my arse. He slapped my face with his cock. “Clean it now, slut”

“With pleasure”, I replied, before promptly licking up and down his dick, kissing and sucking, taking in every last drop of his delicious seed. My face was still covered, and there was no way of cleaning up. He put his cock back in his pants and walked out, leaving me there with my mess. I licked as much as I could off my face, than used my fingers to get every last drop. I even used the fingers that had been in my arse.

I was so turned on, yet so ashamed. How could I let him use me like this again? I eventually went to the bathroom and washed my face and hands, before going back to my desk. I tried to focus on my work, but all I could think about was that gorgeous cock and how unsatisfied I was. I wanted more...