FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

"Night, Gabbie." Michelle told her on her way out. The office was always cleaned out of people by 3 on Fridays. No one wanted to stay late. The last people out of the office was herself and her boss, Marshall. They all worked as a part of a web hosting service. They were just a big collection of IT and customer service reps. This building was strictly customer service. All their servers and IT guys were housed in a different location with better facilities for tech work.

"Night, Michelle." Gabbie was at her cubicle finishing up some paperwork for the new mailing list. Just a bunch of updated offers for services to be sent to existing and potential clients.

She wanted tea. The break room was small but very well stocked with coffee and tea. Gabbie drew hot water from the coffee machine and dropped her favorite tea packet in. It was piping hot and unfit to drink, so she let it steep while she walked over to check on her boss.

"Ready to head out, Gabbie?" He asked her when she appeared in his door. It looked like he had wound down from his work and was looking at something on his computer screen.

"Just about. Made some tea to wake me up. I have that movie date with my boy later." She told him and he nodded. Her 'boy' was her long term boyfriend of three years. She'd been working with the company for about five. She had a very good relationship at both.

"You in a hurry?" He asked her, and she blew on her tea and pulled out the packet to drop it in his trash can. The cleaning crew would come in on Saturday to empty out all the bins.

"Not really. I just want to be a mess when I leave. A lady has to look a little bit presentable if she's going out." Gabbie told him and he chuckled. She watched him reach over to a drawer in his desk and open it. He fished in with a hand and pulled out a silver wrapper. Gabbie sat her tea down on a empty space of desk for it to cool off while Marshall stood up to come around to her side of the desk.

"Bend over." He told her, and she bent over and carefully scooted her skirt up as to not leave a wrinkle. Gabbie put her elbows on his desk and spread her legs. The sound of the wrapper being torn open came from behind her, and then she saw the wrapper get tossed over into the bin. "So when you going to dump him?"

"You wish. He's much too good for me." Gabbie told him with a laugh. She listened to him slip the condom over himself and she shut her eyes to imagine it. When he was down she felt one of his hands come to rest over her rump and rub her through her skirt.

"You say that." Marshall added. Gabbie felt the blunt tip of his cock press against her entrance through the thin fabric of her thong. "And yet you always bend over my desk."

He pulled her panties aside and slipped his cock into her slowly. Gabbie groaned as he opened her up for what must have been the thousandth time. She'd been the boss' office bitch since the third month she started working here. If all she wanted was sex she'd never have picked up a boyfriend, but Marshall was married and he needed a younger dame to vent his nuts into. His wife had gotten awfully cold with him, and when they first got started fucking it was a fun way to please the boss and get kickbacks in return.

"I couldn't refuse you if I tried." She said with an exhale as she felt him hilt himself in her. He was thick and blunt. Thankfully her boyfriend was a virgin when she met him and so he never noticed that her cunt was loose as fuck. As far as he knew this was what a pussy was suppose to feel like, and all that 'tight' talk was just to make porn sound hot.

"Atta girl." Marshall slipped both of his hands up under her blouse to grab her by the waist. She waved at him briefly, and he stopped.

"Let me get a sip of tea." She said and she took up her cup and blew over it. She could feel the cock buried so deep into her, and how needy it felt even if its owner was chill as a cucumber. A man could always be read by the stiffness of his cock. It didn't know how to lie. Gabbie took a meager sip and found that it was still a little too hot. She sat it back down. "Alright, sir. Loosen me up for the weekend."

With that she felt a sudden force knock the wind out of her as her boss plowed into her. The heavy wooden desk shook lightly as he fucked her over the desktop and she had to grit her teeth to keep from screaming. Sleeping with Marshall was like bedding a tank. A powerful and rock steady machine that wouldn't be stopped by anything. Like a tank, Marshall rode right over her with his cock pistoning in and out of her until she was soaking wet and in need of a good toweling. Even with him wearing a condom he got her so wet it was like she'd been cum in by a horse.

"Good." He grunted. "Girl."

Marshall was dominant with her. He was holding back since they were in the office, but if she had been alone with him, like when they went to tech conferences to run a booth, then he would have brutalized her in his hotel room. He gave Gabbie everything he couldn't give to that ice cold wife of his. She couldn't understand why a woman wouldn't want this.

Gabbie arched her back and pinched her lips, then felt her legs start to twitch. She had to lift herself up off her elbows and grope at the table. Her orgasm had hit her suddenly, and the slick runoff from her cunt was dribbling down her bare thighs. Marshall hitched his hips up in her and held firm as she came off her orgasm. She had to struggle and fight to contain herself less she make it clear to the rest of the building that something extra was happening in Unit 404.

"That's one." He told her. And she settled back down onto her elbows to rest. As soon as she put her hands back down to the desk he started sawing back and forth in her again with a slow tempo. Still coming off her climax she swallowed hard and kept her teeth clenched as she breathed hard through her nose. He could keep this up forever. The man was a marathon runner, after all. He had damn fine endurance for the long races. He ran her track like there was a olympic medal at the end of it.

By the time he fucked the second orgasm out of her she was gasping and panting on shaky legs. She had to wave him to stop and he slowed himself down and hilted up in her again as she cooled down. "Your tea is probably cooled off."

It probably was, and she reached out to grab it. Her hand was shaking as she carefully to her lips. It was warm, and she drank it down with a series of hard swallows. Gabbie gasped as she finished. Marshall was massaging her waist with his hands. "Got you down for two, now."

"H-how." She felt out of breath. "How many you going to get?"

"How much time you got?" He asked her. Gabbie thought and asked him what time it was. She felt him remove a hand to check his watch. It was just passed 330. She thought about it. Movie was at 7 and her boy doesn't get off work until 6. Dinner reservation at 830. Yeah, she had time.

"F-fuck me til 4 or 5, daddy." She told him.

"That's the baby girl I know and love." He told her and she groaned out pitifully as she felt him start his hips up again. The constant pummeling her cunt received left her writhing over the desk and soon she had to clap a hand over her own mouth.

The third orgasm hit her like a brick, and her cunt was already sore. Her knees locked together and she could feel the thick dick in her getting pinched by the pressure and she hoped it'd slow him down. She was crying and biting down on her thumb as she inhaled sharply.

"Good, girl, baby. Cum for daddy." He told her as her cunt spasmed around his prick and soaking her thighs even more. She felt her cunt juice dribble down to her ankles. "Three."

She laughed harshly into her thumb as he stroked her sides and kept slowly rocking into her. Gabbie was going to need to retreat to the bathroom to clean herself up before she could even consider leaving the office. It took her so long to come down from her high that she hadn't noticed that Marshall had quickened his pace gradually. He was again rutting her hard and she gasped and let g of her thumb briefly.

"Daddy!" He cried and he hitched his hips into her pussy several times until she felt her tears renew as she made a greater mess of her mascara. The black mascara ran and stained her fur as he worked her abused cunt over for the 4th time. Gabbie gave up and thrashed back and threw her hips back into his. He grabbed her tail and she stood upright on wobbly legs. Him grabbing her tail was a signal. Gabbie felt his fingers slip into her mouth and she started sucking on him obediently.

"Good girl." He let go of her tail and started fucking her again with his free hand slipping around to press against the front of her belly. Standing on her tiptoes she felt like a worn out jacket hanging off a coat rack. He growled into her ear before dipping his head lower to lick at the back of her neck. She dipped her own head down to expose her neck to him, still suckling at the two fingers in her mouth. Gabbie felt his teeth nibble at her scruff before biting down.

She squirmed and rolled her eyes back as he took her into a mating bite. His hips never stopped moving until she started shuddering again. "Four."

Gabbie whined and whimpered as her latest climax hit her from all sides. He'd left her limp by the time she was coming to her senses, exhausted, and very abused. Marshall's cock was throbbing inside her. The thin latex condom trapped his load and kept him from knocking her up, but it wasn't enough to stop her from feeling the gushing sensation as the spunk pelted the inside of the condom and filled it like a balloon.

When he let go of her neck she dropped her head down and panted. She watched as her drool dripped down from her lips and hit the desktop. He pulled her back and stepped around until he was sitting himself down on the desk and she was looking back to the office door. Marshall pulled her off his cock and let her collapse to the floor. The horrible sensation of his cock slipping from her made her cry out. She was like a puddling on the floor and Gabbie was quick to try and recover and turn to face her daddy.

"You aint got time to fuck around, baby girl." He told her. Gabbie pulled herself up his leg and rubbed her cheek against his knee. His cock was still hard and twitching gently in front of her. Standing proud, and clad in a clear condom, his dick looked gorgeous. She touched the slick surface and pulled herself closer to do her job.

Gabbie tilted his dick down and she left kisses across the side of his shaft while she pulled and tugged at the condom to remove it without spilled a drop. As the rim worked down his shaft she was there, exhausted as she was, to lick clean every stray bit of cum he'd given her. When she'd finished removing the condom she held it safely in her hand, as to not spill its contents, and she planted a kiss on his tip and licked the bead of precum there.

"Good girl." He told her. She spent another minute cleaning his dick completely with her mouth before looking up at him, mascara running and eyes red from crying, and stuck the open end of the full and heavy condom in her mouth. Gabbie sat up on her knees and planted her hands on her thighs. "That's my baby."

Marshall reached down to scratch her behind her ear and she smiled around the condom. Gabbie watched him reach lower and grab the bottom of the condom and lift it up. Up it went until she could open her mouth and let the cum drain down her throat. She sucked the remains out of the condom and licked her lips for him.

"Thank you, daddy." She told him.

"You're welcome, baby. Now git. You've got a date." Marshall told her and she rubbed her cheek against his knee again affectionately.

"Yes, daddy!" She said happily. Gabbie always felt so much better after getting fucked at the office.