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From TheKawaiik**:
Okay so, this is my first story I've written so I know it isn't going to be perfect in any way. My apologies in advance if it sounds long winded, but I truly hope you enjoy it, and please, creative criticism is always welcome. May not be 100% true to the characters but let's face it; you're reading this while having a wank to the attached picture, so the smaller details aren't massively important. Hope you enjoy it, my fellow randy fuckers :)



"Please don't report me to the District Manager"

"You want me to let you do ?" Kristen angrily inquired as she glared daggers at me, her brow furrowed in what seemed to be a definite mix of shock, disgust, and offense.

"I want you to let me fuck you up your ass" I replied with a sly smile. I tensed my jaw as I awaited the inevitable slap I was bound to get.

"What the fuck!! That's an incredibly offensive thing to ask, don't you think?" she scolded me, her tone rising in anger.

"You did say you'd do anything." I replied nonchalantly, my eyebrows cocked up in curiosity, "What did you think I was going to ask for? A raise?"

"YES!!" Kristen retorted "Or extra days off...or, or, or...or no more early morning shifts....or some shit like that!!"

"I've only been here less than six months!" I replied defensively. "How the hell would you rationalize to Mike (District Manager) giving an employee still on their probationary period a raise? Plus I don't really give a shit what shift I work...morning, evening, or midnight. As long as I get my 8 hours a day, I could care less which shift you give me!!"

I genuinely couldn't care less. My apartment was literally a 5-6 minute walk from work, so it didn't really matter to me what time I worked. I could get to and from work easily and quickly. Heck, all my mandatory lunch breaks were spent back at my crib.

"I don't give a fuck!! I'm not letting you fuck me up my ass!! This is sexual harassment!! I can report you for this!!" Kristen countered angrily.

I pretty much anticipated this argument taking place the minute my perverted request left my mouth. I raised my palms up in defeat, shrugging in the process, lips pursed.

"Okay...fine!! Forget I asked." I replied indifferently as I rolled my seat back from the desk and prepared to go back to the busy floor.

Kristen and I shared a small, dimly lit and cramped office that housed a wall-mounted desk fit for two, with a file cabinet in one corner and a top wooden shelf housing various binders from training and safety manuals, receipt documents, etc.

I had been hired on as an interim Assistant Manager by Mike, with Kristen in attendance during my follow-up job interview about four months back. The recently turned eighteen year old had been the store's manager for about two and a half years, having worked her way up the chain from a mere cashier. The store had quite the high employee turnaround from what I heard (turns out a huge majority of it was a result of Kristen being a raging bitch), but Kristen had managed to maintain her job the entire time. Not that she had much of a choice really...

You see, Kristen was the rare case of a former juvenile delinquent with priors who had managed to work her way up to a managerial position from the only job that would hire her fresh out of juvie. According to the other part-timers, she had served some time in juvie for minor criminal delinquency...nothing major to be shocked about, but enough to put a record on her file and land her in jail. Her deadbeat, hick parents wanted nothing to do with her, and she was a high school dropout to boot. If someone told me she had a k** somewhere out there, I probably wouldn't be surprised.

Long story short, two months into my new position, I had figured out someone had been skimming money from the cash registers, which seemed to have gone unnoticed even prior to my arrival. After a couple more months of getting to know the team more, I figured none of the high school part-timers had the know-how or guts to do something that sneaky, which only left myself and Kristen as the only possible suspects. And since I was the one who discovered this discrepancy...well...only one other person left to confront. And confront her I did. I guess old habits die hard in her case.

"Where are you going?" She demanded. "We're still talking!!"

"I'm going to do my job!! Can't you see how busy it is?" I replied with feigned scorn.I definitely played the indifferent card on this one

"Tyson!!" She called out to me.

Oh, by the way, my name is Tyson. Nice to virtually meet you all :)

I ignored her as I walked out of the office, a wry smile on my face as I walked towards the cashier station to check in on my young subordinates.

She had inadvertently placed herself in a conundrum, you see. If she were to indeed report me, she would be placing herself at risk of having her newly discovered crime brought to light, which would, in turn, earn her unwanted trouble from her probation officer. Which meant either way, either today, or tomorrow, or the next day, she would have to bargain with me not to reveal this discrepancy to Mike.

For most of the evening shift, I avoided interacting with her as I focused on the Friday night dinner rush. She came out to help us for a while, but we did not acknowledge each other during this time. It was like a game of cat and mouse to see who would cave first...though the odds were heavily stacked in my favor, which I relished with sheer enjoyment. I was truly intent on tapping that ass.

You see, the one feature that was unavoidably noticeable about Kristen was she had an incredibly nice, big phat ass for her slightly chubby, 5'4", eighteen-year-old frame. Heck, it was the very first thing I noticed about her in my initial job interview when she accidentally dropped her paperwork and bent over to pick them up. I was instantly smitten as my dick shot up to a hard boner within seconds inside my pants.

On many an occasion, I had invited some of my young male co-workers over to my apartment for late night drinks and video games after work. It seemed like with every gathering we had, at some point, our conversations would always eventually gravitate to talking about Kristen's ass. I would listen to humorous albeit sexist graphic detail of what they would do to her ass, which included acts like spanking, fisting, rimming, motor-boating, face-sitting, enemas...you name it...Kristen's phat ass was fodder for lewd talk by these young horny k**s behind closed doors.

I'm no angel myself. Many a time I had masturbated to mental images of Kristen's ass, whether it be watching her jeans scream for mercy as she bent over to grab a sack of flour from the storage room floor, or how her ass-cheeks shifted back and forth in her pants mid-walk as she tended to her daily tasks. These were the driving factors for my impromptu request to sodomize her plump ass, which I had planned the minute I deduced she was the culprit for the thefts.

At one point in the evening, she had managed to corner me as I was coming out of the freezer with a box of frozen pizza toppings in my hands, well away from earshot from our fellow workmates.

"Can we just seriously talk about this for a minute?" She asked with a hint of plea in her tone.

"Talk about what? I have to get back to work!!" I whined with indifference. Part of my plan :)

"Tyson!! Stop being a jerk!!" she pleaded. "Just talk to me for a minute."

I let out a huge huff.

"I'm sorry I offended you earlier. It won't happen again. Can I get back to work now?" I replied with a deadpan look.

"Tyson!!" she whined softly, a look of worry painted on her face.

I had her where I wanted her. The next phase was now in effect.

"Look, if it makes any difference, I'm not gonna report you." I assured her "I'm not the kind of person to snitch on anybody anyway."

This statement took her by surprise. Of course it did. I intended it to.

"Really. For real?" Kristen asked with a hint of glee, a smile starting to form on her face.

"Sure. Why not?" I shrugged as I kicked the door of the freezer shut with the back of my foot and proceeded to walk past her. She followed me from behind with a rejuvenated spring in her step.

"Oh My God, Tyson, thank you so much!!" She replied, happily patting me on my back as I walked towards the food prep area.

"Yeah, whatever!!" I replied with a dispirited tone as I placed the box on the prep counter and emptied its content.

"Do you need help with that?" She asked inquisitively.

Phase two was officially rolling smoothly. Her concern had fully vanished, and in its place, revitalized jubilation took center stage.

"No, I'm fine, thanks." I replied, ignoring her as I continued with the task.

"Okay. Well let me know if you need anything." she replied cheerfully as she patted my back again.

I took a breathe and let it out heavily through my nose in a sigh as I nodded in acknowledgment, with my focus still on the task at hand. I really laid it on thick

She must have gotten the hint, as she opted to walk back to our cramped office to focus on her own tasks as well.

From the peripheral corner of my eyes, I could see she had stopped at the doorway to look at me for a second.

The Lookback? Double-check!!.

I damn near ruined my plan as I struggled to contain my evil smile. Instead, I chose to grab that moment to show her that I was indeed busy by turning my attention to my co-workers, who were chatting among themselves.

"Guys!! If you have nothing to do, we need more sauce made for the pizza dough. And can someone check the toilets to make sure there is enough sanitizer and soap in the dispensers?" I hollered. My co-workers quickly dispersed to attend to these tasks.

I focused back on my task, but checked the office again from my peripheral view. She had disappeared. The coast was clear. I instantly let out the most evil smile I could.

To be honest, I didn't anticipate my plan to work at all. I was merely playing the selfish, whiny, crying k** card because I did not get the piece of candy or toy that I wanted. But I was nonetheless playing it with carefully planned execution. The cat and mouse game had yet to reach its acme.

The evening eventually wound down, and after another sudden Friday night food rush, closing time had finally arrived and we were in the process of cleaning. The last of the co-workers had finished mopping the floors, and was wrapped for the night. I escorted him out to the front door which we had locked and wished him a good night.

Now I should note that at this point, I had made my peace that plan Fuck Kristen Up Her Phat Ass was officially dead. She had not approached me again since that time, choosing to focus on paperwork in the office.

I did my rounds once more, checking that all the garbage bins were emptied, the ovens had been cleaned, freezer was properly shut, etc etc etc. All that was left was to clock out.

I walked into the office, where Kristen was still plugging away at her computer. I sat down at my seat and opened up the time card application on my computer to clock out.

"Everyone has left. I did the checks and all looks good." I dutifully reported, albeit with a tired tone. "I'm off now!!"

I shut off my computer, grabbed my coat wrapped on the seat and exited the office.

DAMN!! My plan had indeed completely fizzled. Oh well. I guess I'd have to live with those mental images of her ass again for masturbatory purposes.

"Tyson!!" she called out.

I turned around as I fixed my coat over my shoulder.

"Yeah?" I replied.

Kristen was now leaning on the office entrance addressing me.

"Are all the doors properly locked?" She inquired inquisitively "Nobody still left in the washrooms?"

"Nobody left. Just us. All doors firmly locked. Windows too." I affirmed, "Have a good night!!"

I waved and turned to walk away, eager to get home to unwind.

"Tyson!!" she called out again.

"What?" I whined in frustration as I turned back at her. This was genuine frustration, by the way. A long work day is a long work day, especially on a Friday night. I was eager to go home and unwind, guzzle a few beers and watch Netflix till I dozed off.

"How big are you?" She suddenly asked.

"Huh??" I replied quizically. My evil brain hadn't caught up yet to the intent her question.

"I said how big are you?" She asked again.

CHA-FUCKING-CHING!! Brain officially caught up. Is she asking what I think she's asking?

I feigned a dumbfounded look. "How big am I? What do you mean...like how much I weigh?"

Like a preppy schoolgirl, Kristen rolled her eyes and let out a huff, like I was some kind of idiot.

"I mean your dick. How big is your dick?" She re-stated firmly.

My heart literally raced in excitement. Was she about to let me do what I think she was about to let me do???

"Oh!" I replied, once again feigning shock. "Why?"

She let out a sigh, as she shifted her eyes away from me and stared into oblivion, mustering up the courage with her next statement that would always be etched in my brain for all eternity.

"Coz I need to know how big your dick is if I'm going to agree to let you fuck me up my ass." she replied with a hint of embarrassment and resignation.

HALLE-FUCKING-LLUJAH. My frustrations of the day instantly melted away like warm butter!! And in its place, a hard erection in my pants which quickly arose in anticipation of this long-awaited moment.

"I'd say, maybe eight...eight and a half...give or take!!" I replied with a humble estimate. I proudly fell at an exact nine inches.

She cringed her lips in contemplation, still avoiding my gaze. I was struggling at this moment to contain my labored breathing, a result of my heart beating like conga drums at a Luau festival. I eagerly awaited her verdict.

She suddenly looked at me, and with a heavy sigh, slowly walked toward me. She stopped maybe two-three feet in front of me. Still staring into my eyes, she reached down and started unbuckling her belt.

I damn near felt like I was going to die of a heart attack! My heart raced even wilder than ever.

She then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down, revealing a hint of white panties as her jeans flaps parted ways. She then proceeded to turn towards the counter beside us, her ass in the now-loosened jeans in full view.

My breathing even became more labored in anticipation as my heartbeat continue to race a mile a minute.

She dug her thumbs into the inside edges of her jeans and panties together, and as she bent over, she slowly pulled them both down in one-go, revealing in one swoop...her big, pasty, white phat ass.

You know that moment when a treasure hunter finally finds the treasure chest they've been desperately searching for their entire life, and when they open the chest, there is a sudden bright aura of ray beams amidst a choir belting out harmonious angelic tune in the background?

Kristen revealing her big bare ass was that treasure chest moment for me. I was in genuine fucking awe at this awesome wonder.

I was literally on the verge of tears, in my mind, thanking God, Allah, Amaterasu...you name it...practically every deity in existence that granted me this glorious moment in my life..

As soon as her jeans and panties were down to her ankles, she adjusted herself back up and leaned over the counter.

***Reference the attached picture again at this point to get my drift***

There was a full moon tonight. Indeed there was. And I had every intention of appreciating this extremely rare moment.

"Just so you know, I've never taken a dick up my ass before, so be fucking gentle with me!!" She firmly stated.

"So, this is your first time doing anal?" I asked with genuine curiosity.

"Do you even have a condom?" She interjected instead, as she looked back at me.

My eyebrows instantly furrowed in puzzlement.

"Why would I bring a condom with me to work?" I asked in both oddity and jest.

Kristen huffed "Whatever. Let's just get this over with."

YES, MA'AM. You don't need to tell me twice!!

I hastily fought off the coat I was wearing and flung it behind me...not bothering to see where it landed. Next was freeing the monster inside me that was screaming to be released. I unzipped and unbuttoned my pants and quickly pulled them off down. I opted however to keep my shirt on.

There it was. My big black throbbing dick standing upright and proud, free and fully erect. Kristen couldn't help but take a quick sneak peek back to see the black appendage that would, in a moment's time, penetrate and sodomize her virgin anus.

"Oh my God" She whined in a silent whisper as she looked away. That evil smile of mine made its appearance once again.

I inched closer to her ass, and squatted down. Her nice big lewd ass was now in front of me in its full glory. I was in awe once again at the sight of this.

Like unwrapping a lollipop and taking that first lick, I protruded my tongue from my mouth and gave her left butt check a lick from bottom to top. Kristen clenched her cheek ever so slightly, as though in surprise, ass dimples forming momentarily. She unclenched her cheek a second later.

I repeated this action again on her right butt cheek. I then positioned my tongue below her gluteal cleft (butt crack), and gave it a full lick from bottom to top, digging the tip of my tongue in ever so slightly in-between both cheeks. I could feel the little hairs on her ass cheeks against my tongue. My dick was insanely rock hard from doing this...almost to the point it hurt!! Probably in anticipation of my next action.

Now I'd like to think at some point, every guy is curious about what a certain girl's asshole looks like. I know I've had my wild fantasies before. I'll be talking to a cute cashier at Starbucks, and as she smiles at me while taking my order, I just brazenly wonder what her asshole must look like...probably pink, probably discolored, nice ridges, etc etc. I'll be chatting with my bank representative in her early-to-late forties, wearing a nice skirted suit, and as she tries to explain to me about the benefits of a TFSA account, I think to myself, you must definitely have a nice, used butt-hole. I figure most older women have definitely had anal sex at some point in their lives.

I'm no different. At this precise moment, I was about to find out what kind of asshole lay hidden beneath Kristen's ample posterior. I grabbed a cheek in each hand, and using my thumbs, I estimated where her asshole would in her cheeks and slowly spread them apart.

She had a discolored anus, with even ridges from around it. In short, she had a nice looking asshole...for an anal virgin, that is. And it was ripe for the taking. All mine!!

I protruded my tongue and tilted me head forward, ever-so-slightly licking the outer ring of her anus. Kristen instinctively jerked forward, momentarily clenching her cheeks again, but relaxing once again. There was a certain heat emanating from between her butt-cheeks, a sure sign of her walking back and forth in constricted pants. I reveled and basked in this heat.

I licked her anus once again, this time rolling the tip of my tongue around the rims of her anus in a circular motion. She would occasionally tighten her asshole from time to time, which would make my dick throb each time she did it. She knew how to involuntarily rile me up.

I proceeded to then tense my tongue, and slowly pressed against her anus to enter her. Kristen let out a moan as her anus tightened against my tongue, and proceeded to inch forward as my tongue left her anus process. She relaxed herself again, and I once again repeated the same action. She had relaxed at this point, and allowed me to penetrate her asshole with my tongue.

Who'd have thunk I would be in this moment when I made my devious plan earlier today??

I continued eating her asshole out. There wasn't any specific taste to it...I just merely enjoyed the act of sticking my tongue inside my manager's inviting asshole. I wonder what was going through her mind as I was doing this.

Eventually, I got up, having had my fill of the Kristen's ass-hole appetizer. Now on to the main course. I had lubricated her asshole adequately with my spit, but I remembered Kristen had bought some hand lotion which was sitting on the office desk.

Kristen looked back at me as I walked into the office to grab the lotion. As I walked out, I gotta say, the view of Kristen looking back at me with her lewd big phat ass in plain view truly made me incredibly horny and virile.

"I'm gonna lube up your ass with your lotion, coz it's not like I carry anal lube with me all the time" I replied, half in jest.

"Okay" Kristen replied. She seemed to be obediently cooperating with me, as though she had resigned herself to her fate. Not that I was complaining or anything.

I squirted a glob of lotion on my fingers, and did the same just above her anus. Kristen truly had a tendency to tighten and clench up all the time, which I found highly erotic.

I shifted some of the lotion onto my ring finger, and slowly the outer rims of her anus with the lotion before slowly pushing my finger into her ass. She tightened her sphincter on my finger.

"Just relax, Kristen. I've done this before. Relax!!" I assured her. Kristen obeyed and relaxed her finger. I curved my finger inside her rectum, lubing up her insides with the lotion. I then pulled the finger out, and squirted another glob of lotion, this time on my ring and index finger. I then slowly inserted both of them inside her ass.

Kristen let out a strained moan, as she felt her asshole stretching from my two fingers penetrating her ass. I gotta say, she was doing a good job for someone who had never had anal sex before. I twisted my two fingers inside her anus, allowing her to adapt to it. I did this for a while, eventually pulling them out.

I squirted a huge glob of lotion onto the erect penis, and generously applied it all over my penis. I squirted yet another large glob and repeated the action till my penis was covered in lotion

"Okay. I'm putting it in now. When you feel the tip of my dick entering you, push your asshole out. Don't squeeze. It will only hurt you more" I instructed with confidence.

Kristen gripped the edges of the counter for dear life. She was prepared.

I grabbed a hold of my rock hard dick and aimed the tip at her asshole. My long awaited fantasy had finally become a reality. I proceeded to push the tip of my dick inside her. She had obeyed my instruction and pushed put her asshole, inviting my penis to enter her rectum...letting out a strained, labored moan as I entered her.

My God, was she ever tight. She momentarily tightened her sphincter on my dick as she struggled to handle its girth.

"Kristen, relax. Just relax" I calmly instructed her.

"It hurts" Kristen whimpered with strain in her voice.

"I know it does, but only if you tense up. Loosen up. That's it!! Loosen up" I encouraged her.

I could feel her pushing her asshole out again, as though to allow my rock-hard dick to continue onward with its journey into the unknown abyss. so I slowly inserted my hardened appendage further up her ass. All over sudden, Kristen let out an involuntary fart, a strained moan coming out of her mouth in the process. I could feel the heat of the windy fart on my shaft and my crotch. Like clockwork, she immediately gripped my dick with her asshole once again.

I extended my hands to where she was gripping the counter. I placed my hands on top of hers, clasping my fingers around hers as I also gripped the edges of the counter. I pressed my chest and belly down firmly on her back while also shifting my legs forward behind her thighs so they were fully married as we were both bent over...me over her in a dominating position.

Using my hip, I slowly pulled my shaft out of her tight anus ever so slightly. Firmly gripping down on her hands and counter, I slowly thrust my hip forward, entering her warm, inviting anus in one-fell swoop till I could feel the base of my shaft engulfed in the warmth of her rectum. I was completely balls-deep inside her.

"Ooooowwww!!" Kristen let out a pained moan as her body instinctively jerked, tightening her sphincter firmly around the base of my shaft in the process. She attempted to arch her back, but was met with resistance from my body.

I opted to momentarily leave my nine-inch penis fully and firmly lodged inside her tortured rectum. I was in anal heaven.

"Oh wow, Kristen, your ass is soooo tight" I whispered teasingly in her ear, fully immersed and in love with this sadistic moment.

"Oooooow, Jeeesuuuuss!!" she yelled out with repressed strain in her voice!!

"Just relax...just relax...loosen up...that's it...loosen up" I calmed her down. She did her best to obey, trying her best relax her sphincter, which would tighten right back up at the slight bit of pain.

"I can't!! It hurts!!" She whimpered with strain. "Pull it out!! Please pull it out!!"

I obeyed, and released my grip from hers as I stood upright and slowly pulled my black pole from her rectum. She let out a breathe of relief as my dick exited her rectum. I let her catch her breathe for a minute.

"You alright?" I genuinely inquired, as I massaged her ass cheeks ever so gently.

"No, I'm not. Your dick is too big. My ass seriously hurts bad." She whimpered in a soft broken voice.

I knelt down and plunged my face into her ass like it was a pillow, digging my tongue in her slightly gaping anus. She tightened up again as a result of her pain, but relaxed it again. I rolled my tongue around on the inner rims of her sphincter, which were slowly closing up in recovery mode. She let out a slight moan, subtly indicating she liked my wet cold tongue easing her pained asshole.

I stood up again and positioned myself to enter her again. She immediately tensed up as the tip of my dick touched the base of her rectum.

"Tyson, wait...." she implored as she looked back at me...but it was too late. I had already began to enter her again.

"Ooooooowwwwww" she screamed in pain as she gripped the edges of the counter for dear life. I slowly inserted myself into her halfway, then pulled out just to the base of my tip. I repeated the action back and forth slowly in order to get her sphincter to adapt to my erect penis.

"There you go...there you go...just let it happen" I cheered her on amidst her pained grunts and moans, as I continued to thrust myself into her tight ass. I could feel her loosening up more, which allowed me thrust my pole further and deeper inside her...after which eventually, my dick was engorged deep enough that her ass cheeks began to slap against my crotch as I thrusted. She had adapted.

I began to enjoy hearing the echoing sounds of her ample butt cheeks violently slapping against my crotch. This allowed me to create a rhythm with my thrust and hip movements. I gripped harder on her meaty hips as I increased the rate of my thrusts.

"Aaaaaahhhh, fuuuuuuccckkkk!!" Kristen cried out, followed by a string of pained moans and heavy grunts.

Despite the intense pain she was in, it seemed that she had managed to adjust to my rhythm, arching her back up ever so slightly to a more comfortable stance in order to allow my unforgiving stiff pole to mercilessly sodomize her.

I must have thrust into her at least 80-90 times before my sadistic nature took a hold over me. I suddenly found myself reaching over her again and grabbing the edges of the counter, still keeping my rhythm of thrusts while pushing her forward so that the base of her stomach was lined up and resting firmly against the counter.

Using my strength, I tightened my grip on the counter, flexed my muscles, and started pounding her rectum with the fury of a thousand bulls. My rate of thrusts had slowed down, but instead, transformed into intense hateful thrusts in and out of her tortured anus.

Kristen grunted in a mix of held breathes and moans, occasionally letting out a whimpered cry. This turned me on even further as I watched her body bob violently back and forth against my merciless thrusts.

I have to admit, those hateful thrusts symbolized all the times I had coveted her ass since I started working there. Like the time she arrived to work in booty shorts with the bottom of her ass-cheeks spilling out...or the time she squatted to tie her shoe laces and her ass-crack was visible...or the time she lost her footing in the office and landed her big ass straight into my crotch as I was seated...or the time she jokingly flashed her ass at me from inside the store as I was wiping down the store windows from the outside...or the amount of Klenex boxes I went through masturbating to fantasy images of her ass.

These memories came flooding in all at once, intensifying my thrusts even further, when right there and then, I felt that all too familiar tingle of ecstasy, which would be soon followed by ropes and ropes of white nectar swiftly exiting my scrotum.

Amidst Kristen's continued grunts and moans, I found myself yelling out "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!! I'm gonna cum!!"

I halted my thrusts...a momentary, albeit short reprieve for Kristen as she regained her breathe... and instantly leaned over her back, pressing her body down on the counter with mine. I once again gripped the counter over Kristen's hands, making sure she could not move.

I thrust my hip deep into Kristen's ass in one hard moment, burying my raging boner deep inside her rectum. Kristen squealed in pain as she clenched her ass-cheeks. I did not let this deter me, as continued these slow albeit hard thrusts inside her ass, gritting my teeth as I released strained moans in anticipation of cumming up her ass.

Almost immediately, I felt that instant rush of semen coursing through my urethra making it's grand exit out of my erect penis. Pinning Kristen's body to the counter, I gave her a intense thrust up her ass, burying my dick deep in her rectum, unleashing a furious rope of cum that shot out of my dick like water out of a fire hose. I let out an insanely loud moan that could have easily be interpreted as a battle-cry. I didn't give one iota of damn if anybody heard me...not that anyone was in the building other than us to begin with.

My dick pulsed and pulsed as I continued to thrust and unleash my furious load of unrelenting cum up her ass. My body shook and trembled as I tried to bury myself deep inside her ass, slightly prevented from fully going balls-deep by her tightly clenched butt cheeks. The more I loudly groaned and shuddered in , the more Kristen shrieked and tensed up, helplessly at the mercy of this virile black teenager with his raging boner buried deep up her probably sore ass.

Kristen's let out a squeal that was a mix of intense pain and crying...but not necessarily crying, if you catch my drift. She has once again clenched ass-cheeks which prevented me from going fully balls-deep up her ass.

The first rope of cum exited, but soon to be followed by the second rope, of which once again I thrusted into poor Kristen's swollen ass. I let out a labored moan as the cum rushed out of my penis in spurts. It literally felt like I was peeing cum. Loads and loads of cum.

As the last of my cum left my urethra, I fully relaxed, still lying on her back as I struggled to catch my breathe, with my dick still firmly lodged inside her ass. I was literally on the precipice of passing out from the straining.

I could feel Kristen also catching her breathe as her intensified breathing slowed down.

"Oh Fuck!!" she muttered in whispered defeat.

After what seemed to be minutes of both of us catching our breathes, I stood upright and slowly removed my penis from her ass. She let out one final moan as my tip exited her anus.

My black dick glistening under the fluorescent lighting in a mix of intestinal juices and my own cum. I was truly satisfied. I squatted down and spread her cheeks one final time.

"Push the cum out", I instructed.

Kristen strained as I watched her anus expand outwards, and sure enough, a steady stream of cum flowed up out of her rectum. You could probably fill a shot glass with the amount that she pushed out of her ass. To this day, it still amazes me how much built-up cum I had stored in my balls.

"That's a good girl!! What a champ you are!!" I cheered her on as I gave her ass cheek a kiss and a slap.

I stood up and grabbed some paper towels from a nearby dispenser and started to wipe down my glistening manhood.

Kristen breathed a sigh of relief as she stood upright as well, albeit with a pained form as she had been bent over for quite a while. I handed her some paper towels which she took gratefully. She spread her one of her ass-cheeks apart as she wiped away the cum from her butt.

I couldn't help but smile at the site of this. She instantly saw this smile, and strangely but surely enough, she smiled back!!

"What the fuck are you smiling about?" She asked in a chuckle.

"I just like seeing you wipe your ass, is all" I teased with a wry smile on my face.

"Shut up!!" She joked back. She tossed the cum-filled paper towel in a nearby trash bin. She bent over once to grab her jeans and panties. My dick throbbed again for an instant at the site of this.

Kristen pulled her jeans up and turned around to look at me as she buttoned them up and adjusted her belt. The look on her face, though mildly stern, also masked a hint of embarrassment and scolding.

"So, you happy now? You got what you wanted." She inquired.

Call it a sense of enjoyment and pride, but I had the widest grin on my face ever.

"Very happy. Yes. Thank you!!" I replied with a chuckle.

Kristen scoffed in chuckling sort of manner. I took advantage of this to create some humor between us.

"Oh, I see. You enjoyed that ass pounding, didn't you?" I teased her.

"No!!" she replied with an embarrassed smile as she looked down to continue adjusting her pants.

"You know, I've heard having sex up the butt is something gym and yoga trainers now recommend for young girls these days!!" I joked.

This made her laugh. "Oh my God, Tyson. Shut the fuck up. That's not even remotely true!!"

"I swear, I saw it on a documentary on Netflix. It's like cheap, inexpensive method for relieving tension and stuff." I replied, half laughing.

"Yeah, whatever!!" She replied.

Kristen grabbed a handful of paper towels from the dispenser and squatted down to wipe down the small pool of cum she had pushed out of her ass.

"Jesus, Tyson!! How the hell did you cum so much?" She scolded me.

I smirked, taking that as a compliment, as I tucked my now dry and clean manhood back into my underwear, followed by fixing up my pants.

"Well, a tight ass like your can definitely make any man cum buckets!!" I assured her.

She shot me a sneering, yet cute look.

"Uh huh!! Glad to know my ass can do that, you sexist fuck!!" she replied.

Kristen continued grabbing extra rolls of paper and squatting down to fully soak up the cum in order to properly wipe down that small section. She then tossed the cum-soaked towel papers in a nearby trash bin.

I was suddenly feeling hungry.

"Well, fuck, I'm hungry now. You want to go grab something to eat? I'm not feeling like eating pizza tonight. Denny's should be open still." I inquired.

She gave me another cute, sneering look, obviously still upset at my earlier actions, but sure enough...

"Fine, but you're buying, you jerk!!" she replied in a soft voice, "...and I swear to God I'm gonna get the most expensive dish from the menu! I fucking deserve it."

Couldn't argue there.

"Totally fine with that," I replied with a laugh.

"Shut off the lights in here and I'll meet you outside." She instructed as she grabbed her bag from the office and proceeded to walk towards the front door. I took yet another look at her ass as it bobbed back and forth in her jeans as she walked away. I had finally seen what was behind those jeans, and I had unleashed my fury on it. This was a proud moment for me.

As instructed, I shut off all the lights in the store, and met her at the front door, which I locked once again

"Do you have enough cash on you?" She inquired "Coz I'm not joking. I really will get the most expensive meal from the menu. My ass still fucking hurts, you know!!"

I laughed as we began our walk to the close-by Denny's. I dug into my back pocket to ensure that, indeed, I had enough bills to pay for our meals.

Of course I did. I had skimmed a few dollars myself from the cash register earlier that day when everybody was on their lunch break. No biggie!!