Date: Thu, 14 May 2009 20:31:10 +0900
From: jerry kellogg <letsjackoff@gmail.com>
Subject: early morning woodie continued

What the fuck I thought, and I decided to let the cum stain my leather
loafer .... future memories.  All the while listening to instructions,
unable to stop staring at the drying sperm ribbon still on my shoe,
thinking again about my tormentor.  I couldn't help but think of my cock
rather than listen to my bosses' instructions - blah blah blah......

I found myself wandering the floors with an envelope, I really hadn't heard
a thing he said but it was pretty simple to read the delivery notice and
find the place.  While I was still in search of one of my new
"acquaintances" - and hoping to make new "friends" I found myself squeezing
my groin just enough to keep him happy, yet still able to cover him up with
the large envelope if someone stopped me.  I noticed I had unconsciously
allowed it, (caused it?)  to thicken again.  My mind raced again as she
entered my thoughts.  The niggar girl on the elevator.  Her tits, her lip,
those sticky boot soles, please be here at the desk for me.

I managed to make the delivery, show off a bit, though frustrated by the
fact she didn't work here either.  I made my way back to the mail room not
wanting the boss to be mad.  He paid no attention to me, just told me about
a delivery I had just been tasked with to one of the major clients in the
building, it seems they paid a large portion of the buildings costs in
return for their corporate office HQ a few floors down I had to push one of
those big four wheeled pallet carts to one of the suites, the super said to
come back after break, but first to make the delivery and unload it if they
needed me to.  I found the cart in the hall near the service elevator
YES.... I backed it in and for some reason uncontrollably hit button for
the top floor again.  God I loved this ride.  Locked in my own little new
found paradise, my pants fell again.  As I teased my shaft on the ride up I
looked down and couldn't help but open one of the unsealed boxes.  Jesus,
they were all marked "returned to sender" and this one was full of porn
magazines.  The top mag was titled "11 inches".  I set my cock on the cart
handle - cold steel felt so good, and leafed through the mag.  Naked men,
each in a series of growing hard on's from an initially soft hanging cock
and nut sac.  God they were big.  Each chapter focused on the cock they guy
displayed, with cum shot after cum shot to finish the individual sets.
Nasty in a word.  As the elevator hit the top floor the doors opened as I
continued to jackoff in the open, then put the magazine away, grabbed
another for my ride down.  This one was headlined "10 inch clits" - it was
based on bondage bound school girls, whores, and "girlfriend" themes, all
the beauties with erect clits longer than my own cock.  I was close to
cumming so I put my nuts up over the handle to stop the flow of cum as I
slowly paged through this mag.  I wanted to steal this one bad.  Could I
sip it in my pants?  Better not.  I fucked the air again, looking at a full
length mirror I saw my precum dripping into a box, onto the cover of yet
another fuck book in the box....... FUCK.  I had to stash everything fast,
I was nearing my floor.  As I willed my cock down now that it was in the
confines of my pant leg.  I noticed it left a trail of wetness on the front
of my pants.  This time on my left leg.  The right leg still hadn't dried,
my shoe still a mess.  Oh yeah, this was one hellofa job I thought as my
heart continued to beat faster.

The elevator doors opened and I tried to hide my bulge behind the bar and
boxes as I pushed the cart out into the corridor.  Just as I got my
bearings, a door with a name plate "PRIVATE" opened.  Out came "my" lil
niggar slut girl, a look of lust in her eyes, clothes, hair and make-up all
messed up.  "Hold it", she blurted out as she stared at me, her tongue
licking at me again, all the while smiling, as she noticed my predicament.
She pulled her top to the side so her hard nipple was there for me.
Suddenly the door marked "PRIVATE" opened again, Terry - my tormentor
walked out.  Is that for INCHINC? He asked?  My hands trembling I looked at
the deliver notice, sure as hell it was.  I told him "Yup", and his head
cocked "YUP?" he asked," errr; yessir". And he reached for an opened a box
as my heart dropped knowing he would see my precum on the cover of the mag.
He slowly opened one of the other boxes that was easier access to where he
stood.  "Here, I borrowed this, don't tell anyone", as he dropped it in the
box, put his arm around what was evidentially "his" lil niggar, as she
tucked her tit back into her top. She told me to be on my way.

They followed me down the hall.  I couldn't help but try to listen to their
conversation, though unable, wondering if I was the topic.  I wanted to
turn and look at her, see where she went so bad.  Not concentrating on
where I was going I almost ran into someone coming around the corner and I
had to stop short.  As I did three boxes fell off the cart.  The one he had
put the magazine in opened and spilled out as it slid across the floor.
Two men and three women dressed for success saw the mags.  One of the women
picked up a mag to hand to me, and it opened to the centerfold as she held
it out for me to take.  It was some dude shooting his load into his own
mouth as he was curled up, his cock about an inch from his lips, the camera
had caught his second or third shot mid air, his face covered in cum.  She
moaned, showed the others the centerfold and one of the guys said "WHAT THE
FUCK?"  The entire picture was covered in wet sperm.  Plastered.  I was
innocent but turned beet red as they passed it around for all to see.  They
showed my tormentor, and the lil niggar slut.  She stared at me and smiled,
almost laughing at "my" situation.  Terry said from behind me in a
demanding voice that he wanted to see me in his office immediately about
this.  Everyone said their little goodbyes as tey stared at me, then
disappeared down the hall into their own worlds.  I trembled as he opened
the door to the suite I was headed for.  I thought he was being nice, but
noticed he turned into a large office just inside the suite and pointed for
me to enter.  No one else was around and I continued to push the cart into
the middle of the room.

"I could not have planned this better" he said closing the double doors.
Come over here to the window, pointing to a spot behind his desk as he took
a seat at it.  Look out there.  Look straight across the street.  I saw our
building in the reflection of the mirrored building.  "Let your pants drop
to the tops of your shoes, continue to face the window".  I heard his
zipper as he said "now let me see you masturbate that cock of yours.  Come
on boy, I've held it already, don't be shy, pull your nuts for me boy, get
it hard. Think of the elevator ride.  We both know you love this.  Look
straight across at our window".  As I did I saw nothing but the double
reflection of buildings and felt better knowing I was oblivious to everyone
in the building across the street that faced our building, yet here I was
standing naked from the waist down getting hard.  He threw the mag my cum
had dripped on at my feet.  "See something you like?  I want you to speak
loudly now boy.  See something that turns you on?"  YESSIR I muttered, cock
in hand.  "Loudly....... I want to hear you, what is it that you like?"  he
asked... before I could answer, he asked if that was my cum on the mag....
"YES SIR"....."yessir you like something, or yessir it's your jism?  BOTH I
replied loudly.

Get closer to the window, rub your cock on the cold glass.  Make a mess for
me, you can lick it up later.  I rubbed my cockhead into the glass and
coated the glass with a huge spot of precum.  Now put your hands on the
window frame, just fuck the glass for me with your hips.  Watch the monitor
on the table while you enjoy yourself.  He started a movie with shemales,
put the mag I had looked on the desk.  Your cum is on Jackie of all people,
poor girl, you'd like to cum on her??  "YESSIR".  "I see" he muttered, "you
know, she's one of our best models.  I'll call and see if she's done with
her shoot, I saw her an hour ago".

The doors opened a few minutes later, me still fucking the glass and I
almost died as I strained to see who it was.  In strutted the sexiest body
to walk the earth, Big tities, partially man made, but what the hell.  "He
dripped his cum on your titties Jackie. Look through this month's feature".
Jackie sat on the table next to the monitor that was playing.  "Have you
cum baby Jackie?"  No, she said in an excited voice, my partner didn't
show.  I've been getting fluffed for an hour. As I watched, I noticed the
movie playing was nothing but clips of Jackie.  Her skirt started to rise
as she reached under, obviously squeezing the her clit.  "like
it?.....Quiet isn't he....?" "boy, I said I wanted to hear you loud and
clear.  Jackie asked you a simple question".  She rose and walked to where
I was, tucked her skirt bottom into the waistband to reveal her hard cock
encased by garters and a crotchless set of panties.  Let him beat me off
Terry, and she grabbed my hand and wrapped it around her nuts.  "I asked if
you liked me?"

Terry told me to look across the street again.  In horror I could see in
the reflection just my cock fucking the window now.  It moved in all
directions as I pumped the glass - up, down, left and right.  I had no
control to the direction it went, I could see nothing else.  Just a cock
that was pressed against the wet glass.  Jackie slipped a finger into my
ass.  Now look down a few floors he told me.  There I saw the sexy lil
niggar pressed up against her window, tits smashed tight, they had been
oiled, her tongue licking the glass up and down.  I couldn't see her face,
but I knew it had to be her.  My hand was moved to Jackies cock shaft and
began instinctively to move the entire length of her clit, from nuts to
crown.  She moaned, instructed me to twist it like the accelerator on a
motorcycle as my fist motion moved towards the head.  Terry told me to keep
watching the monitor.  She was cumming on some guy that was tied up in the
clip now showing.  His mouth agape as she boldly gave him instructions, the
same instructions she was now whispering in my ear.  She pushed my face
against the glass and held me like that as I listened to her on the screen
while she tongued my earlobe, sucking "that's it baby, is your wife home
alone while you expose yourself to me isn't she?  Do you want her to see
you like this?  Cum for me baby, cum for her".  "Make me cum" she whispered
to me.  "Your cum is on the picture of my face, now I get to cum on
yours..."  She grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to my knees, as
she instructed me to open up.  "Watch him" Terry demanded as the guy on the
screen had his nutring removed, and erupted without being touched.  She
emptied into his mouth half covering him in her paint.  She came on my face
as she came on him.  She begged me to pull hard on her nuts to stop the
flow of cum.  She turned my head and told me to lick my cum off the window
while she lifted me up and pushed the side of my face against the window
again while I stood.  Now jacking herself off again, shooting more volleys
of cum onto my cock, squeezing her tits, pulling hard on her nipples as I
humped the glass again, my face evident to anyone watching.  The door burst
open then shut, the lil niggar sauntered over to Terry, stroking his cock
for him, pulling her top down feeding him a nipple. She begged Terry to
stop tormenting me.  She said she had plans for me and needed me horny
during the "lunch HOUR"..... and that was still an hour away.

Jackie liked the idea, pushed me back down to my knees instructed me to
clean her off, rubbing the cum that was still on my face into my lips, the
lil niggar scooted over behind me and was holding my arms behind my back
with one hand, taking hold of Jackies clit with the other, twisting the
head of her sensitive cockhead in her palm, rubbing it through my opened
lips, up my nostrils, forcing my lips down her cock till my face was
nuzzled in her bare crotch, half gagging from the length of her clit in my
throat.
  The lil niggar let go of me and grabbed the mag that had the mysterious
load on the centerfold and asked if I wanted to lick it up too, she crawled
to Terry and held it between his open knees, letting his massively hard
cock lay in the puddle of cold sperm.  Go ahead boy, might as well lick my
jizz up too........

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