Naughty Little Shamrock Stories

    During the first night of my business trip I decided to have some fun with Greg, a recently married male employee who’s new wife didn’t like the fact that he would be traveling with his “Attention seeking slut of a boss” or so I overheard when she stopped by the office a few days prior. Not that it wasn’t true, and he wasn’t exactly my type being a shorter out of shape white guy, but I wasn’t going to let her get away with it either. I began getting dressed in a black and emerald green lingerie set that consisted of a half-cup bra, crotchless thong, garter and black thigh high stockings with matching 6in heels. My look was finished up with crimson lips, dark eyes and my recently touched up blonde hair high on my head. Then I pulled a very tiny black partially sheer robe over the risqué outfit, grabbed a bottle of champagne and two glasses before making my way down two floors to the small double rooms. 

    I knocked on the door to his room, simply pushing past him into the room when he opened the door.  He stood there stunned as I made my way in and poured two glasses and handed Greg one. Letting my robe open and fall from my shoulders to hang off my elbows as I finished my drink in one pull, giving him a long look at my naughty lingerie. He started to protest, saying that this wasn’t right and that he was married, but I just ignored him as I undid his pants after putting my empty drink down. “You’re bigger than my husband” I teased, stroking his only slightly longer than average size cock. He pleaded a bit more, but did nothing to actually try to stop me taking his cock in my crimson painted lips. From the groans he let out once I started to put effort into the blowjob, it was clear either his new wife either didn’t suck cock or wasn’t any good at it. Pulling my lips barely off his dick, I teased. “I suck cock better than your wife, don’t I?”. “Jenn. Boss don't…” he barely groaned as I took him back between my lips. “I already know I do, but I want to hear you say it” A few more groans, and he answered “Yes… You suck cock better than my wife”. “I thought so…” I would suck him a bit more, keeping him close to the edge the whole time.  

    Greg had nearly forgotten about his wife when I abruptly stopped sucking his dick and asked, “Does your wife make you like her pussy?” Confused for a second, he answered in a hesitant tone. “ What? No, she doesn’t really… it’s not...” I cut him off “Well you will lick mine” Pulling hard on his dick before walking over to the bed breaking him from his confusion. He began to protest again saying “We shouldn’t be doing this, We are both married” Sitting on the bed using two fingers to spread my pussy lips open in the crotchless thong I again I cut him off. “I said you will lick my pussy now do it!” His objections stopped as knelt between my thighs and began to lick me. “How does my pussy taste… is it better than your wife's?” Greg attempted to get away with a mumbled “yes” but I pushed his face into my pussy “Say it, tell me I taste better than your wife” before relaxing him “Yes Jenn, you taste better than my wife”. I let out a laugh, “Now make me cum”. 

Greg wasn’t the best at eating me out, but I really didn’t care. I just wanted him to betray his wife cumming was a bonus and I did cum, but the thought of what his wife feared was about to come true. “Lay on the bed    it's time to give me what I really want” I told him, this time he didn't resist or protest, doing as told. My 40DDD tits struggled to stay in the barely there bra as I bounced on his cock, squeezing and tightening my pussy around his cock. I moved his hand to grab my tits, “Do your wife’s tiny tits feel this good…” I moaned. He grunted “No”. “Say it, I called out”. As told, he grunted again, “Your tits are better than my wife”. With another laugh 

I purred in his ear, “Does your wife ride cock like this… Whose pussy is better?..?” Greg didn’t even hesitate, “Yours!... Fuck, yours is so much better!!” sounding like he was near cumming. 

    I had slowed down my hip movements, doing my best to keep Greg right on the verge of cumming but not being about to when the door opened and Deshaun walked in. Greg was surprised by the arrival of the tall and arrogant black man, but I had made sure they shared a room and that Deshaun would arrive later, catching us in the act, knowing that they didn’t get along Deshaun called out after seeing the two of us on the bed “Now Boss lady that outfit is far too sexy for a little white boy like Greg” Greg tried to move, but I pushed him back on the bed with all my weight. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to pin the small man down. “Then get over here and give me that fucking cock. Greg is already about to pop, and I have barely cummed twice so far” I called back still moving my hips forcing Greg to stay on edge. 

Deshaun took his time walking, slowing, his 8 plus inch cock straining in the thin gray sweatpants he had on. Leaving one hand to push on Greg's chest, I use the other to free Deshaun’s amazing cock. After just sucking the head, I noticed Greg was in awe at the large black cock, much thicker and larger than his own. “Greg do you think your wife could handle a BIG BACK COCK like this” I mocked before taking half of the cock in my throat in one easy go. When I pulled off the BBC after sucking from mid to head a few times I mocked again “They say every girl just need the right incentive to let loose” This time I slowly worked my way to the full length of Deshaun’s cock and held it just for a moment while moving my hips faster and squeezing Greg's dick in my pussy tighter. I could feel the small man’s hips buck as groaned, releasing his cum in my pussy. 

    Even with his softening dick slipping out of me, I did not let up leaning on Greg’s chest, nor did I stop working my hips as I put on a show sucking the much larger and black cock now just above his face. Deshaun eventually repositioned me so he could take my pussy from behind. The strong drives had me moaning and cumming myself near instantly. It was a struggle to tease Greg while I played with his half hard dick in my mouth and hand, “Greg your wife ever get a fucking like this… where she cums non-stop… FUCK… Do you think her pussy could even take it after being used to you” Greg stammered a “I don’t… I mean, I’m not… Maybe” Even not being fully hard, every touch to Greg’s dick seemed to turn his brain off. I had cum countless times and even though Greg never got fully hard, he managed to dribble out cum twice more before the big black man slamming his cock into me did. 

    “Fuck Boss, I’m not done with you yet” Deshaun teased before rolling my on to my back and dove his still hard cock into me again. “Shit Greg… you shot once… an hour ago… And you're still not hard again… Deshaun’s BIG BLACK COCK… flooded my cunt …with cum, and he is still fucking me… How would… your wife react… knowing that… She could be… fucked like this…while you watched” I forced out between moans. My hand was gripping the small half-limp dick, stroking it, causing Greg to be unable to answer. Just as Deshaun was cumming again and Greg was leaking a barely noticeable dribble from a finally hard dick.  I teased him one last time, “I wonder if I would even feel you after having a cock like that. I don't think your wife could” Pausing for a moment then adding “To think her comments caused the very thing she was afraid of”

    Deshaun continued to use me most of the night, with Greg watching. Is dick not getting more than a few strokes of my hand or a little of my mouth except the few times Deshaun grabbed us a drink. I would ride Greg and continue to tease him about how I could barely feel him now, his wife, and how a BBC would open her up in more than one way. I was a sloppy mess by the time I made the walk of shame back to the elevator and up to my room.