I was 26 years old and the only thing I had done with a guy was kissing. I never thought I would end up like this socially. I always felt when I started college, things would change and I would be the nerd who became the social butterfly but I was still a caterpillar, not evolving.
 


My roommate in college had a stash of porn and I would steal a DVD or two. When I watched them I got so wet I would have to go change underwear. I learned how to touch myself from watching porn and that relieved me a lot. Due to all the porn watching I decided to start blogging about the best porn sex I had seen. Every day was a different post about one video or the other. I continued the blogging duties for years. I got a job as secretary to one of the hottest men I had ever seen. Mr. Tomiwa Johnson; the sexiest name ever and the sexiest man ever. He came to work in clean, cut, tailored suits; always looking sharp while all I had were maxi skirts and long tops because to me I was an orobo whose body wasn’t worth anything but clothes to cover up.


I usually blogged at work since I didn’t have internet and I prayed no one would catch me.
Then the day my life would change arrived. I went to the bathroom and when I came back I saw Mr. Johnson at my desk, looking at my computer. I wanted to run towards him and throw the computer in the garbage because I knew I had left it unlocked since I was just heading to the bathroom. He looked up and saw me walking towards him and he smiled like usual.
“Sorry, needed to print a document and it seems my printer is out of ink. Isn’t it your job to make sure that doesn’t happen though?”


“I’m sorry sir; I had just replaced some of the ink without thinking of the black. I will take care of it right away.” I turned around to walk away. And then he continued to talk.
“I will need your services for today. You will be paid for overtime. We have some documents we need to resolve before my meeting on Monday.” He didn’t even look up while saying that but there was something a little different about the way he was asking me to stay behind for work. But why would “tom tom” want me anyways; ugly and unattractive. I’ve seen his girlfriends and I knew there was no way this man would ever hit on me. I was safe naked in a room with only him.
I left to get the ink; by the time I was back he was in his office concentrating on work. One by one everyone in the office started to leave. I thought about it and remembered it was Friday. I was probably the only one in the building without plans.
I looked at the clock, 8pm. He hadn’t called me to do anything; he just sat by his desk reading and typing. By 9:30pm I was fed up of waiting for him to ask me to do something for him. Maybe he had forgotten I was here. I knocked on the door and entered.
“Sir, it seems you don’t need my help. Should I…”
“Sit down.” He said without looking away from the computer.
“Sir?”


“Sit down on the couch there.” He stopped typing, sighed and got up.
I noticed he had taken of his tie, jacket and cufflinks. He seemed free compared to the dapper man I see every morning. I sat down at edge of the three seater couch. Somewhere in my mind I felt like I had offended this man and I was about to get fired so I swallowed hard.
“While I was on your computer today I came across a website that is, what’s the word, explicit.” He sat on the chair parallel to the three seater couch I was on.
“I’m sorry sir, I do not understand.” I was determined to play a fool but I knew it couldn’t last. My boss had read my blog and his intentions were so glaring. I had to find another job whether I liked it or not.
“Let me start like this. A year ago my then girlfriend introduced me to a blog. It’s called the flicks I watched last night. Fast forward to the present, I found out my shy secretary who dresses like a 60 year old going on 80 is the writer. This makes me very hot and bothered. The worst part is…” he poured himself a scotch that was arranged on the table and looked me in the eye. “She writes it in my office and even leaves her computer unlocked so anyone can read it.”


“Sir, please sir, don’t fire me. It would never happen again. I mean this is my only means of survival.” I immediately fell on my knees. Why didn’t I lock the freaking computer?
“Why shouldn’t you be fired? I mean give me one very good reason!” he leaned forward, still looking deeply into my eyes but with a smirk on his face.
“Sir please, I’ll do anything.” At this point I was desperate and the expression on his face made me realize that was exactly what he wanted.
“And we have gotten to the order of the day. Stand up.”


I was confused. I didn’t understand what was going on but it seemed I was about to be seriously dealt with. I stood up after all I had said I would do anything; I just didn’t know what anything entailed. He got up, walked towards me. His face was a breath away from mine. I wanted to move back but my limps had failed me when I needed it the most. I was doomed. Was this a teasing session? What was going on?
“I want to give you more to write about. I’m a big fan. Let me be your muse.”
With that, Tomiwa kissed me so hard my head was spinning. I couldn’t explain any of this. What exactly was he thinking? Did he know it was me? Was he drunk? But I couldn’t hold myself, I kissed back. He dropped my skirt and started unbuttoning my shirt.
When he took off my shirt, he moved back to look at the view. I was wearing only underwear. I covered my body up because I never liked it anyways so why would he.
“Don’t cover up, you’re beautiful. I figured there was more under the bags you were to work.” He took off his shirt and trousers. He was a briefs man and if I had such I package I would be one too. I dropped my arms; since he seemed to like the view after all he was aroused.


He swiftly took me in his arms again kissing me. I was getting breathless and he released my lips. He unhooked my bra, threw it on the floor; he immediately took one breast and started sucking on my nipple while he pinched the other nipple with his fingers. This was a new feeling to me but I didn’t know which was driving me crazier; what was been done or who was doing it. He cupped my ass and gave it a squeeze. He licked all the way to my jaw line and I moaned into his ear. I don’t know what came over me but I gave his earlobe a soft bite and he stopped everything he was doing. Did I do the wrong thing? I thought he would like it. He swayed back and looked at me.


“Biting? You want to be naughty just because you watch some porn?” he had this evil grin on his face.
I shook my head because right now he looked like a predator. I was truly scared. He took off my panties and I was now seriously naked. He took off his briefs, sat down on the chair and motioned for me to come. I stood in front of him but I couldn’t get my eyes off his cock (excuse my French but I have to be explicit for you to understand how I feel). Did he know I was a virgin? He probably won’t fit inside me. This might hurt.
“Do you want me to sit on it?” I asked like a little child being directed by a teacher.
“No. I want you to place both feet at the side of my hips and put your clit in my mouth.” He smiled innocently like he hadn’t said anything. My limbs were trying to betray me again but I forced them to move because I didn’t want to carry last in this adventure.
I used his shoulders for support while he held on to my legs once they got on the chair. Behind the chair was the window to the outside world but no one would see us; it was an 80 storey building and we were on the 80th floor.


“Place your hands on the glass. They won’t break and lower yourself to me, please.” I did as commanded and immediately I lowered myself into his mouth my eyes popped open. He was sucking my clit so hard my legs stared shaking. I tried to move up a little but he had me on lockdown, wrapping his around my waist.
I put one hand on his head but I didn’t know if I wanted to push it in harder or release my clit. I looked down and I saw his eyes staring at me. He winked and when he closed his eyes, he held my clit in his mouth and shook his head from side to side. My whole entire body was weak. I was having an orgasm and I knew it because I couldn’t even place my hand on the glass. I was shaking everywhere and holding his head for support. He kept shaking his head and I kept vibrating until I let out a high pitched scream.
He slowly let me down till I sat on him. I wondered if he would like me to return the favor.
“Shall I do the same to you?”

“no.” he smiled. “How about you return the gesture next time?”
There was going to be a next time? He really is drunk.
He lifted my hips up and pushed his very hard cock into my pu*sy. As he was delving in I felt a sharp pain and I let out a scream and held him tight with my nails digging into his skin. At that point he lifted my hips again and pulled out. I had tears in my eyes but I wasn’t crying. He held my chin with his index finger. He knew.

“I’m going to lay you on your back. You will feel pain but pleasure will come.” I nodded not being able to say a word. I just wanted to know the pleasure the porn stars felt. We both got up and I laid on the couch. He knelt in between my legs and gave me a quick lick, like he was preparing me for the worst.  He laid on me, rubbed the tip of his cock on my clit about three times and asked me: “Ready?” I nodded. I was ready but still scared.
He pushed his cock in slowly and I grabbed his neck and dug my nails in his skin a second time. I wrapped my legs around him not knowing his cock would only go in deeper. I felt the jab and I screamed. He thrust himself in fully and pulled out. There was a hand towel on the table with some ice. He pulled his d*ck out, got some ice, rubbed it all over my pu*sy and cleaned me up nice.

He looked at me with a grin and I knew this next time wasn’t going to be easy. He went in all the way; thrusting slowly. Every time I felt less pain, I felt pleasure. My digging into his skin was relaxing and he knew I was loving it now. So he sped it up. He started hitting the good spots and I was reaching a different planet. He stopped spun me around and gave it to me doggy style. While he was ramming his cock into me so fast, he took his fingers and started rubbing my pu*sy. I threw my body up and held his neck for stamina. He was rubbing my clit and fu*king me hard at the same time. I felt like it was a party.

 My body started shaking while he was going in harder and faster. I was losing all control. He held my waist tight so I don’t fall forward. He seemed to be going in faster. He released my body and I went back to the doggy position. He used both hands to hold my waist and I started trembling. I was cuming and it seemed like I was going to explode. Every single video I had climaxed to had nothing on this orgasm I had coming. He kept going in faster and moaning my name. This turned me on even more. I held the edge of the couch squeezing it tight but I couldn’t get a grip.

“Yes! Harder! I’m cuming! Ah! Yes!” and then everything went wild. I squirted all over the place. He spun me on my back and took my clit under his fingers rubbing it fast. Then he held my thighs, my knees on each side of his face with my legs over his shoulders. He thrust in and out so fast. I started shaking again and his moaning got louder. Was I cuming or was his preparation to come the vibration I felt. He was moving faster; I shook and squirted again in the same minute he came.
I felt happy. My first time was not a disaster. He laid on me breathing hard like he had done a 50 mile marathon race. I held him to my chest for about 10 minutes.


“To make your sex life fun you have to have a round 2; especially since you are a virgin.”
“I was a virgin and round 2? Can you handle that?”
He pushed his body up and looked at my face. I felt a nudge in my thigh and I looked down. His beautiful cock was awake. I smiled. I might as well be fu*ked to satisfaction while I’m at it.
“Can YOU handle it?” he asked as he thrust into me without an answer.
“YES!” it was a response but it wasn’t to the question.