Ceo Cock Party

I was 23 at the time and fresh out of an 8 year long sexless relationship. It was my first night out alone as a single girl and I happened to find my way downtown at the informal company Christmas Party, alone. My cousin who also worked for the company was there and I started the night drinking and hanging out with her. As I loosened up a bit, I made my way across the bar and eventually in the company of the CEO.

"How are you doing tonight Ericka? I am happy to see you here! You look great by the way, if you don't mind me saying... Definitely a difference compared to normal work attire. I honestly didn't even recognize you!"

He was right. On a normal days work I was in khakis, a polo, and sneakers. Tonight was a different story. I was as dressed to impress as I could be in the cold winter weather. I wore a long sleeve black turtleneck top, with lace from the chest up and tight jeans showing off my cute little apple bottom, my dark brown hair was down and out of a ponytail and my green eyes were lined in black liner.

I was pretty low on the company totem poll and hardly said but 10 words to this guy on a normal day. So I was feeling pretty nervous, but I quickly managed to spit out, "Thank you, Joe! I really need a drink..." He said, "Drinks are on me!" and he walked me over to the bar. He tells the bartender to get me whatever I wanted, and to keep my glass full all night, and then proceeds to hand him an American Express Black Card.

I drank vodka and red bull all night, I danced, laughed, and partied my ass off!

Before I knew it, everyone was wasted and I was being dragged off by my cousin and Joe and in a cab headed to another bar down the street. We get there and are just about to walk inside when my cousin realizes she left her cell in the cab. She encourages us to go ahead without her and literally goes running down the street after the cabbie.

Joe and I headed inside and grabbed a drink. Joe was in his 40's and I never found him attractive, not that he wasn't, I had just never really found an older man hot enough to bang. I don't know what it was that night, the vodka, the fact that I was newly single, but I was leaning up against the bar and I just kissed him and we sat there making out for what seemed like forever. Then he whispered in my ear, "Are you ready to go?" Needless to say, I never saw my cousin again and we hopped in another cab and headed back to his place.

As soon as we walked through the door clothes were coming off and I just remember making our way into the bedroom and me pushing him down on the bed and tugging at his belt. I ripped his cock out of his pants and couldn't wait to get it in my mouth and down my throat. I made him grab me by the hair and force his cock in me. My saliva was dripping down his balls and he yanked my head up and forced my face down on them and made me lick them clean. I couldn't believe how excited I was over this old guy! I didn't want him to cum yet, so I asked his permission if I could please take my clothes off. I wanted to feel him inside of me so badly. I was drunk and managed to get everything off, but to his surprise, I stood there in nothing but knee high black stiletto boots and he didn't want them coming off!

He threw me across the bed and started to eat my soaking wet pussy, then he laid me on top of him and asked me to straddle his face. He was licking and sucking my clit vigorously, while I blew him hard. We both couldn't take it any longer and were about to cum. Then out of nowhere, maybe all the excitement, the movement? I instantly started getting sick, he laid me on my side and said he would be gentle. I was feeling like I was fading in and out of consciousness and I managed to mumble, "put a condom on". I heard him rummage through the drawer and right before he entered me I put my hand out to make sure it was on. He slowly began to fuck me and I was about to pass out. I felt him take himself out of me and then put it in my ass. Shortly after, he was back inside my vagina. I tried to stay awake, and I kept feeling him rock me back and forth, back and forth, then I felt him stiffen and shoot a hot heavy load inside of me. I couldn't believe he came in me and I couldn't move to say anything about it. I just laid there feeling him stick his fingers inside me to feel his juices. He was proud of what he did and he took what was inside of me and rubbed it all over my thighs, clit and ass. Then he whispered in my ear, "Cumming in your sweet hot pussy, is the best Christmas present I ever could have received, especially because you didn't want it."

The next morning I woke up in nothing but my knee high boots. He was in the shower. I quickly got dressed and got the hell out of there. I was so at a loss at first, I was angry, I was scared, I was in denial, I felt like a whore and I didn't know what to do.

But now, almost three years later, when I think about that night it makes me wet. The fact that I was used as a sex object and this man did what he wanted. The fact that he had the nerve to take the condom off and fill my pussy with his hot load just drives me wild! Forget about porn, I came every night to just the thought of that man and what he did to me for over six months. That is, until I ran into him again one night while downtown, but that is a whole 'nother story!