The REAL Treat [Part 1] - An Erotic Tale...
I was sitting at a table between two of my co-workers, Kimora and Kimmy, wondering why the hell I was forced to go to this stupid retreat for work. I had been dreading it for weeks and was finally there. And I didn’t like it one bit. Kimora and Kimmy had been trying to cheer me up and assure me that I was going to enjoy myself. I wasn’t buying it. There was only one thing that could make this retreat pleasurable…and he'd just walked in. Marcus.
Marcus walked in with his black hoodie and matching sweats as cool as a cucumber…or more accurately as high as a kite! I smiled as we locked eyes and upon seeing their redness, chuckled at his antics. Who comes to a WORK retreat HIGH? I shook my head and looked back down at my plate. I wasn’t hungry. Not for fruit salad anyway. I looked back up and saw Marcus heading in the direction of our table. I felt a nervous tingle rush up my spine. He approached Kimora and gave her a hug, then proceeded to do the same with Kimmy and sat down opposite me at the table. Oh no he did NOT just PLAY me like that! I shrugged off his blatant disrespect and ate a pineapple chunk off my plate. Suddenly my phone said aloud “I was like…Why are you so obsessed with me?” Mariah was alerting me that I'd just received an incoming text message.
I picked it up and looked at it with curiosity as I input my password and checked my inbox. I figured it was my ex with yet another "Let's get back together/I miss you/Give me another chance" text and I got annoyed at the thought. But it was from Marcus. Good afternoon Bianca :p I looked up at him, rolled my eyes and did my best to conceal a smile. I texted him back and gave him the side eye. It would have been nice to get a hug and a hello like everyone else Marcus. Kimora and Kimmy were too busy with their conversation to realize that Marcus and I were having one of our own.
Marcus and I had worked at the same non-profit for a couple of months and I always thought he was really attractive. His handsome face, lean, chiseled body and boyish smile never failed to turn me on during the weekly staff meetings. I would spend most of those meetings lost in fantasies of sexual exploration. I would envision Marcus getting up out of his seat and coming across the room to rub my shoulders and kiss me all over my neck. Then he would tell everyone to get the fuck out as he undressed the both of us and fucked me senselessly on top of the boardroom table. Most of the time I'd fantasize about sucking his dick 'til he was on E and he begged me not to stop. I think it might be a fetish or something. Anyways, I spent many Fridays trying to contain the wetness those fantasies created...that those fantasies of Marcus created. Often to no avail, so pantyliners became a necessity on Fridays.
We'd started talking and texting each other when the flirtation between us became apparent. I'd look forward to hearing his sexy baritone voice after a long hot shower, only for me to have to wash all my dirty thoughts (and pussy juices) away again at the end of our conversation. I wasn't sure if he was aware of the effect he was having on me but one night during our conversation I decided to tell him. Funny thing is, I believe he already knew, but the narcissist in him just wanted to hear it aloud. He feigned surprise and said the fantasies I'd shared with him piqued his interest. I figured they would. But he would never come out and say that he wanted me (even though I knew he did) and it frustrated the hell outta me because I wanted him to admit it too!
My text message alert snapped me out of yet another daydream. Lol. I got something special for you later. Don't be mad. And you looking real good today Ms. Franklin. :) Reading the text made my slight anger subside. I could feel my face turn red and my smile forming wide across it. He gets on my nerves. Looking up at him again and having his devious smile greet my eyes started the all too familiar tingle in my pussy. He knew it too. Thank you Mr. Taylor. But I already knew that! LOL! And you're looking quite handsome yourself. With that, I got up, emptied my tray and went outside. I needed some fresh air and to stop my pussy juices from overflowing. I turned my iPod on and zoned out, enjoying the fresh air and silence. I initially hated the idea of being in the woods overnight in the middle of nowhere, but at that moment I actually welcomed the peace.
A few minutes later, Marcus stepped outside and walked towards his car while holding a phone conversation. He didn't see me and I didn't make myself known either. I just continued to enjoy the music and calm my hormones down. My phone vibrated against my thigh and I proceeded to read the message. Where'd you go? Why you leave? I told him that he walked right passed me and he told me to meet him at his car because he had something for me. The tingling and wetness of my pussy immediately returned and I started walking toward his car as instructed. What did he have for me?
As I approached him, Marcus started to smile and I knew he was up to no good. He held out his arms and wrapped them around me, letting his hands roam all over my back and palm my phat ass. Then he began to whisper in my ear. "Is this what you wanted Bianca? Hmm?" I whispered yes and nodded as he continued to grope my body. "Goddamn, you're so fuckin' soft...and you smell so good! Mmmm..." I started smiling as he nuzzled his face in my neck and inhaled my scent. I can't lie, I took in the smell of his body too and he smelled as good as he looked. I guess he reciprocated the sentiment because I could feel his dick poking me through his sweats. As we broke the embrace, we both looked down at what it had caused; his erection pressed against its cotton prison, yearning for satisfaction.
"So what are you about to do?" he asked as he tried to divert my eyes and attention away from his hard dick. "Umm...*clears throat* I dunno. I guess go back to my room and chill since our group activity doesn't start for another 30 minutes and everyone is still eating dinner." He looked back down to his dick and then back to me and said "Well, do you want some company?" I nodded and we began walking toward my cabin in an embarrassing silence. We walked up the stairs and I unlocked the door, inviting him in. He looked around, gave his nod of approval and walked toward the bathroom.
He stopped short of going in, turned and gestured for me to come closer. I walked up to him as the look on his face became less nervous and more serious. "Sooooo...we finally by ourselves. So what do you wanna do?" All of a sudden I felt nervous. My bold demeanor made a B-line for the door leaving me standing there without words. (A first! LOL!) Was this REALLY about to FINALLY happen? "I dunno. What do you wanna do?" He looked up in the air, as if contemplating whether to say what was really on his mind and finally said, "Well, honestly? I really wanna fuck you right now. I just wanna be inside you and pound that pussy you say I got such a hold on. Ain't that what you want?" He started rubbing his erection through his sweats as he looked at me intently, awaiting my answer.
I stood there with my mouth ajar because I couldn't believe he'd 1) finally admitted he wanted me too and 2) he proclaimed it in such an unrestricted, bold manner. I had to maintain my cool. I couldn't let him see that he was making me nervous, that the pussy floodgates had opened and that my thong was now soaking wet. I nodded and he grabbed my hand and led me into the bathroom. "Well I'm bout to give you what you want then Bianca." Oh shit! I could feel my juices running down my thighs as I looked into his eyes. That's when the nerves went away and my carnal senses took over. "You sure this is what you want Marcus?" He said "Fuck yeah!" and I pushed him up against the bathroom door. I was gonna take what I wanted.
"You aggressive huh?" he said jokingly as I got on my knees and took a deep breath. It was about to GO DOWN! I exhaled and pulled down his sweats, his pajamas and boxers underneath. I could only stare as what had to be the most beautiful dick I had ever beheld throbbed and bobbed in my face. I stood up and told him to hold up the bottom of his hoodie as I kissed his neck, chest and stomach. As I got back down on my knees, I giggled knowing that I had told Marcus before about my dick sucking skills and he didn't believe me. Knowing that I was about to make him a believer tickled me immensely.
I took his dick into my mouth and moaned with pleasure. I took every inch of him down my throat and watched as his knees began to get weak. I started to suck him slowly and picked up the pace when I realized he liked it faster. "Oh shit! Bianca..." hearing him moan my name invigorated me, made me want to please him even more. I wish I could explain how much I loved sucking his dick! He tasted so good and felt right in my mouth. I took him out of my mouth with a loud pop and wrapped my wet, warm tongue around the head of his dick, sliding down each and every inch. I took his balls into my mouth, licking, sucking and humming on them gently as his moans of pleasure continued.
I began to flick my tongue on the underside of his shaft, then swirled it around the head like a lollipop. I loved making him moan as he thrust his hips, pressing his abs against my nose and gripping my hair with his fingers. He got harder and harder on my tongue and to feel him lengthen as he slid in and out of my juicy lips excited the fuck outta me! "You like the way I'm suckin' all over this dick Marcus?" I looked at him with nothing but lust in my eyes as he kept mumbling "Yeah...don't stop. Make Daddy cum babe." Not one to take an order like that lightly, I spit on his dick and started to stroke his shaft to the same rhythm that I was sucking on the head of his dick. His breathing quickened as he said, "Yeah, that's right. Suck on it girl. Putcha mouth on that dick! You gotta work for this nut! You want Daddy to cum in that mouth? You want this nut on your tongue girl? Don't stop suckin' that dick!" I wanted to tell him just how much I needed him to cum for me, but my mouth was too full to talk!
I started to deep throat him like my life depended on it and played with his nuts as I continued to try to suck the life force outta him. I started to moan as the precum leaked out of his dick...and I knew he was close. I sucked, licked and stroked his dick with even more vigor when I felt his balls tighten. "Baby, I'm bout to cum! You want this nut? YOU WANT THIS NUT?! OH FUCK! AHHHHHHHHH!" he groaned as his dick began to twitch and a massive amount of cum hit the back of my throat. A feeling of satisfaction overcame me and I felt my pussy contract as it released the juices I had tried so hard to contain. I closed my eyes and moaned in ecstasy as I felt wave after wave of my orgasm while Marcus continued to cover my tongue and coat the back of my throat with cum. I managed to somehow keep my rhythm as his knees (and mine!) almost gave out and I sucked every drop of nut his balls had to offer outta his big, long dick. "AWWWWWW FUCK GIRL! SHIIIIIIT!" I slowly pulled his dick outta my mouth while looking up at him. He stared in amazement as subtle tremors took over his body and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was loving every minute of pleasure I was giving him and I REVELED IN IT!
I felt him pulling at my arms, urging me upwards. Reluctantly, I gave his impressive manhood one last, wet, kiss and stood up to face him with a cocky smile. "Sooooo...do you believe me NOW Marcus?" He caught his breath and chuckled as he got his thoughts together. "Yeah...most definitely. You just blew my fuckin' mind Bianca!" We both started to laugh and then his face got serious again. "Aight, now I wanna feel this wet ass pussy cum on my tongue AND on my dick! I want that shit RIGHT NOW!" he said as his hand rubbed the wetness of my jeans. As I began to unbutton my jeans, both of our phones vibrated simultaneously. With frustrated sighs we both looked at our phones and saw that during our private time we'd missed calls and texts. This time it was our bosses calling us. Most likely to find out where we were, since we were the only two who were unaccounted for at the group activity.
"FUCK!" he yelled with frustration before we answered our calls and apologized to our bosses. We assured them we'd be there within the next five minutes and proceeded to fix ourselves up. "I guess we're gonna have to finish this later tonight huh Ms. Franklin?" he said with a disappointed look in his eyes. "Yeah, we have to most definitely finish what we started Mr. Taylor...cause this pussy has your name written ALL over it and it's time you claim your prize!"
This was gonna be quite the eventful retreat after all.
To Be Continued...
