I picked this video today because I was sitting around think..

I picked this video today because I was sitting around thinking about when I used to fuck people I worked with. The most notable story, and though I have told it before, I have never told it here. I was thinking about it this morning and yes; I ended up fingering myself. Scott was his name, and he worked for my husband. He constantly had a stable of hot chicks running around him, and he had a thing for married women. He liked to take them. He took me. He always bragged about how big his dick was and unlike most, he wasn’t lying. He had a massive cock. Probably not the thickest, though up there, but definitely the longest I have ever had the pleasure to have squishing around inside of me. The first time I fucked him was at a strip club where I went to pick my husband up who was way too hammered to drive. He fell asleep in the passenger seat after we put him in, and Scott and I started talking. Before I knew it, I was being bent over my husband’s car, getting impaled on the longest, most glorious cock of all time, taking his cum inside of me. I left a puddle of it on the driver’s seat and had to go back and clean it up lest the husband find out his wife was leaking his employees’ sperm out of her. I should have left it because I got caught the next day, anyway. One of my husband’s other employees was sitting in their car watching me take Scott’s meat. He told him all about it. Long story short, he fired Scott. We went to counseling like a bunch of ding dongs and life rolled on. Except that Scott and I exchanged numbers that night and we kept in touch. As in his dick regularly touched my insides in places no other man has ever touched. Scott lost another job and needed one. We had a job opening where I worked and one thing led to another and now Scott was working with me daily. We spent more time with his fingers inside of me than we did anything else. I always wore skirts so it was easy access for him. Scott started me on my love of giving blowjobs. He loved getting them and he would talk to me while I was giving them to him. He would always insult my husband’s miniscule penis and how I had to go home to him after having a real man. Look, it turned me on; I looked forward to slipping the massive head of his cock into my mouth. I would drive to work thinking about it. What he would say, what I would say back. I think I may have wanted him to ask me to leave my husband. I would have. His cock was that powerful of an attraction for me. I had a boss, Rob was his name, and he was kind of into me, but he knew Scott and I were fucking and was pretty cool about it. He owned the place so he could do what he wanted. We did kind of cross the line way too often and pushed our luck more than we should have. What got us both fired was one of the hottest sexual experiences of my life. I was in the warehouse/stockroom with Scott and down on my knees trying to inhale as much of that giant cock as I could. We had been at it for a few minutes and I was in full beast mode sexually. When I’m like that all I care about is feeding my desire for dick and jizz. I literally get into a feeding frenzy. Scott was telling me the hottest things, how he didn’t want my husband to even see me naked anymore, pumping his dick in and out of my mouth. He would pull out and shove his balls in and I would suck them like candy. I was drooling all over his dick when Rob came around the corner. I pulled off and just as I did Scott shot a blast of cum on my face with Rob watching. I couldn’t help myself, so I put mouth back over his dick and drank the rest of his sperm down. I was so caught up in it I licked Scott’s cock and balls clean in front of Rob. Rob was visibly upset or shocked. Or both. Maybe he was annoyed I made him wait a minute while I attended to the needs of Scott’s penis. I don’t know. He pointed out that I had a large string of sperm on my shirt and told me to go home and change. He told Scott to do the same thing. I thought I was going to survive that episode, but when I got home Rob called and told me not to come back in. He would mail my last paycheck. Scott got fired as well. This was the firing that made me think maybe there was a job out there somewhere for me where dick was part of the work. I took another job and eventually ran the entire store, but I think at this point I knew I was born to be a cock starved porn chick. What happened to Scott? He took a job in Minnesota of all places and I have never again had the pleasure of feeling his dick pump cum so deep inside of me I thought it was going to run out of my nose. He is the one that got away. What happened to my husband? I still see him from time to time. Scott deposited enormous amounts of cum inside of me and did so often, because that’s what I wanted him to do. He was always worried he was going to have a little Scott to deal with. He didn’t but someone else did. I will leave it at that. Fuck, that still turns me on. This is the scenario I masturbated to this morning. It was fun, I probably spent a solid hour doing it. I kept backing off the closer I got, pictured Scott’s massive cock, and I was right back on the edge. I had to wash the sheets when I was done. Catch you all later.