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The Frigid Female Boss

The Frigid Female Boss
….The big boss, a Mr. Kirk called me into his office. He motioned me over to the side of his disk. He pushed a button and his door locked. He had me sit down. He leaned over and talked real low. “James, I’m sending you on a fact finding spy mission. There is a woman head of accounting, a Ms. Grant. I need to know all about. Her ‘personal’ life. That’s all you need to know if anybody ever asked questions. Just say you ‘figured’ she was up for a promotion and had to be looked into, but you really don’t know.
…. Now …between you and I, she a cold woman and I want to know why….because I would love to fuck her. If she’s into women or something else, I can stop my efforts. See what you can find out, OK?…now…you’ll be with ‘new projects’ that you can’t talk about…got it.”
I said I understood and top secret all the way.
…..I left and thought, oh my. A boss who can’t make time with a female employee and wants me to spy on her so he can use the information to get to her somehow. I laughed. I spotted Ms. Grant or ‘Janice’ the day she got here, and If anybody is going to fuck her, it will be me. She’s fucking beautiful. A natural blond, big tits, and models face, hot legs and I can make her laugh. That was the one thing that her daddy never warned her about, ‘watch out for the guy who make’s you laugh’.
She was all business, her parents have big bucks and she gone to the finest schools. She very smart and is about 22 and already head of accounting….but is totally NOT street wise at all. I think an ice cream cone would get you in her pants.
…..Now to devise a plan that gives me a reason to make a lot of contact with her. Nice work just looking at her. I got a clip board and some papers about nothing and a cover page I made up that said. ‘Special Projects – Confidential’ on it. Now to see ‘Janice’ and set her up.
….I went to her office and knocked on her door. She looked up and gave a little smile and said to come in. She put on her ‘all business’ air and said: “James, what are you doing here”. I said putting my hand over my heart: “Oh Janice, I just had to see you again..” “JAMES!”….Ok, and explained I was sent to check on any dishonest employees, but posing as special projects. “James, don’t lie to me, and don’t stand so close to me please.”
…..I said: “But Janice, you smell like fresh flowers and it makes me want to dance.” She gave out a tiny chuckle. “James, don’t try any of your tricks to get my attention, they won’t work. “ I said:
“I made you laugh, nanner nanner.”
…..She couldn’t hold back and laughed, but quickly composed herself. “James, don’t be a pest, can’t you see I’m busy.” I looked at her desk and she was drawing a guy dancing with flowers.” I quick snatched if from her and went “Wow, is this me!” Her face got pink and she pointed…”Get out of my office and give me that paper back.” I put the picture down my pants and said: “Come and get it.”
…..She glared at me and slowly got up out of her chair. She walked over to me and held out her hand. She whispered: (“…give me that back you little shit!”) I said back: (“..give me a kiss and I will”) She got this stunned look on her face and looked all around first. She pecked me on the lips. I reached in my pants, and faked like I had to reach way down to get her little drawing.
…. She almost smiled. I gave her the paper back. She half smiled and put it in her bra. She said: “This not the time or place to play your little games.” I said: “Oh Janice…I forgot to write something on that paper, can I go get it?” She didn’t know what to say except ’no’, but… she wanted a good reply to me. She whispered: (“..it will cost you a dinner James, tonight at my house at 7 sharp, and don’t you be late.”)
…..I couldn’t believe my ears, she actually invited to dinner at her house! I said: “Address.” She wrote it down and then said: “Out!” I felt I was making progress with the ‘ice queen’, as every guy called her.
….I arrived at her house…oh… a big money place and knocked. She answered wearing a prim and proper blouse and matching skirt. She said for me to sit on her plush couch and sat beside me. “James, we have to have a talk. My job demands that I’m very professional, and YOU are messing with that. I want you to try and behave your self around me. Others can see us. OK?…and don’t call me Janice, it Ms. Grant…OK?
… I turned and looked at her. She wouldn’t look at me. I said: “But we’re not at work now, Janice.” She began to smiled. “James, your so…so…stop looking at me that way, I’m trying to help you be….” I started looking down her cleavage. “James…James don’t do that, that paper isn’t there anymore. James …I….”
….I picked up her hand and kissed it, and continued to hold it. She shivered and went into shock. Her cold hand started to tremble a little, but she didn’t pull it away. “James, I haven’t been around much, and when you do something like that I don’t know how to respond…OK?…James I …well I think I like you…but…” I said: “I think in Europe the ’lady’ would return the ’kiss’, but only on the man’s lips…” She just sat there frozen. I said: “Let me demonstrate.” I leaned over and kissed her softly. Her hand slowly squeezed mine. She sucked big air when I stopped. I wondered if she had ever kissed a man before. She swallowed hard. “James!…don’t do that!“ I said: “So…what makes you wet?”
…..She looked puzzled. She said: “Wet?….well the shower, the swimming pool, gardening and doing dishes…” I somehow kept from laughing. She asked: “Wet, why are you asking me that?” I thought…oh man, this girl is really naive, I’m going to have fun with her.
…..”There is one more place that gets ‘wet’ on special occasions.”
She looked puzzled again.
“Let me demonstrate again.” I turned her to lay across my lap. I told her to close her eyes. I started in with little kisses on her face. Here came her breathing again as she gasp a little. I said tell me if you feel a place that is starting to get ’wet’. She began to relax and returning my kisses. I put her hand on her tit. She jumped at first then I guided it all around both tits. She kept breathing hard and gasp more. I kept it up and now she was getting into it and started to moan a little. She was beautiful and I got an erection going good. She had to have felt it in her side. I noticed her kicking her shoes off and twitching her legs and feet.
….. Now I kissed her with passion and teased her lips with my tongue. I pushed my tongue in until it touched hers. Now she was really getting hot and squirming. She whispered: (“oh James, I feel dizzy…(gasp)..but I’ll have to admit, I like this.”) I kept moving her hand over her tits and then I just let mine continue on doing the feeling. I unbuttoned her blouse. I gently let my hand feel her neck and drift down over her bra. She moaned so sweet. I slipped my hand under her bra an felt the most beautiful set of tits with bare skin. Now she did the kissing and her tongue was real active. I went for her tummy. I gently ran my hand over it, coming ever closer to her skirt waist. I kept it up and was about ask her if she felt anything getting wet ..yet, when she stopped and whispered: (“I feel something else wet now. I didn’t know you meant down…”there”…” I said: “I don’t believe you.” She said: “It is too! …it’s wet down…’there’…feel for your self. “
…..Ahhhh the magic words…’feel it for yourself’…..
Janice thought….
…..Well my little ‘naive’ act is working well. I had him in my sights right away. He’s cute and makes me laugh. Ok James, go for my pussy and finger me, I like that. He’ll make a good little love slave, doing all he can to please me. Wait until I get him naked and get my hands on his erection. He’ll do what ever I want him to. Right now I want him to take me in my bed and have some good healthy sex, with me. God… he can make me so damn hot. I better be careful or I’ll end up being his love slave…..which…I think I might like.
….I slowly slipped my hand the waist of her skirt. My ego told me what a great score I was making and what a cool guy I was, putting the make on Janice…but…something caught my attention. First, she had on no panties, second I felt a shaved runway of pubic hair. This did not fit a naïve girl. Janice moaned and squirmed as I felt her wet pussy. She whispered: (“I think my bedroom would be more private.”)
….Ok…I got up and picked her up and carried her into her bedroom. It was awesome. All dark and seductive looking. Erotic pictures on the walls and all. I placed her on her back and proceeded to take her clothes off. She did the same to me, and fast. She got on top of me quickly and held my handd down. She had suddenly become this wild woman, kissing my body all over and moaning as she did it. “James, you ‘can’ keep your mouth shut, can’t you.” I nodded my head as she slithered down to my erection. She started in licking it and moaning and making pleasure sounds.
….. She jacked, sucked and felt every part of it. She had this sexy smile as she came up and started kissing my neck and face. She reached down and put my rock hard cock in her pussy. Now she started in slow fucking me, rocking her hips back and forth as she gasp for air. “Oh god James….you feel so good.” she said. She moved my arms and legs just where she wanted them and held me tight. She drove her wet pussy in deep and moaned each time it touched bottom. She was so turned on she scared me a little.
….Now Ms. Ice queen was a wild animal and she had me locked up tight in her grip. Now she got me so excited I started fucking her with all I had. Our bodies slapped together and she got wilder and started driving her tongue deep in my mouth. “Fuck me James,” she said. “Make me cum hard James, cum with me James, oh god yes!” She started squeezing all the air out of my chest and clamped my cock in her pussy tight. She began to say “oh baby…oh baby” and then growled as I had to shoot my load in her. She squirmed as if in pain as she must have had a good climax. Her whole body fucked me hard…..
….What a wild fuck she was as I lost my breath as she kept fucking and squirming on me. We were burning up with the heat. She started to purr like a content cat. Her pussy still moving on my cock as she looked so content. All finally got quiet as her pussy savored my cum running out of her pussy. She slow squirmed to feel it.
——
….I knocked on Mr. Kirk’s door and he waved me in. I walked over and sat close to him. He put his head down to hear me whisper my findings about Ms. Grant. I said one word
“Lesbo”
He shook his head in disappointment, thanked me and I left.

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Secret – part 1

…Out at the ‘fort’ I had been getting up to all sorts. The older boys had invented a position for ‘look out’. One of us would go up a small step or another two or three steps in my case, as I was smaller. Once positioned you could get your head (and shoulders) if needed and keep a ‘look out’ to see if anyone was approaching the fort.
Once, when it was Greg’s turn on look out I sat with the other boys and chatted about this and that. After a while I started noticing Greg take out his dick and start rubbing it. I kept watching him, staring at his dick. The other boys noticed me staring at it. It was then explained to me that when someone was on look out and took their dick out then somebody had to suck it. They told me that they all took turns and that I could take my turn now if I wanted.
So I went over and knelt down in front of Greg opened my mouth and put my lips around his dick.
Around me I could see the other boys start to take their dicks out. They were encouraging me. Calling me a ‘cocksucker’ and that I had ‘pussy lips’. I continued to suck Greg’s dick as he kept ‘look out’.
One of the boys, Ian, was standing at the entrance to the fort – he hadn’t taken his dick out but was watching me suck Greg’s dick none the less. I was doing quite a good job apparently. All the boys were telling me to get ready because Greg was going ‘scoosh’ in my mouth anytime soon. I was relishing every minute of it…kneeling on the ground with a fat dick in my mouth, hands by my side, my head bobbing greedily up and down on it. I knew I was turning everyone on. I wanted to suck all their dicks. I liked it when they called me their ‘little cocksucking mascot’. I liked obeying them and I knew I would do whatever they wanted.
But this one boy, Ian, still hadn’t taken his dick out. Even after Greg had ‘scooshed’ in my mouth.
As time went by, I had developed my role as mascot in many ways. I regularly sucked the boys off and let them ‘grease up’ my ass and stick their dicks inside me. It excited me immensely. I particularly liked when it was my turn on ‘look out’ as it often resulted in the tactile pleasure of having my jeans or shorts taken down as my head and shoulders leant outside the fort and a dick slid up inside me. I could see people walking by in the distance and occasionally waving to me – not knowing that my cute ass was being used. On one occasion my own mother had photographed me peering out of the den – not knowing that a big boys dick was up inside my hole. It excited me that I had a secret. It excited me that I was a dirty boy and I might get caught.
On occasion I would have to handwash my underwear in the bathroom sink as it would be soiled with the big boys cum as it dribbled out of my open asshole as I walked or rode my bike home, mixing with the ‘grease’ that they had used.
I was sneaking around doing my best to keep my secret.
By this time, I had finally seen Ian’s dick. He was the first boy to give me the role of ‘dick cleaner’. The fort was at the front of some woodlands and we would all go out to the trees when we needed to pee. Ian had suggested on one occasion that I should come with him and hold his dick while he ‘took a piss’. I jumped at the chance. I hadn’t touched or sucked his dick yet…and I was curious.
We made our way out to the usual spot for pissing, ‘Take my dick out then boy’. I was shocked and excited at the tone, it sounded different from the way the other boys spoke. ‘Get down beside me and take it out’. I got down on my knees beside him took his dick out of his jeans and held it. I positioned myself so I could face the same direction that he was facing…

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Enemas

Expulsion.
Although it might not seem so, expulsion is one of the most
satisfying (and problematic) parts of giving and receiving
enemas. Many times, after just a single enema (particularly if
your girlfriend could not take much fluid), the majority of the
water remains in the colon–until you go out to dinner, or
company comes over, or you’re making love. On the other hand,
there’s nothing quite like the empty feeling that comes from a
good enema, completely expelled. Proper expulsion is also
necessary for any follow-up anal play (unless you like to be
surprised by spraying brown water), because once the anus is
opened, peristalsis *propels* the fecal matter and water out of
the rectum without any possibility of control on your
girlfriend’s part. So . . . either follow my instructions, or
wear a yellow rain slicker.
1. Your girlfriend will often be able to tell if she’s empty.
She will *feel* empty. If she has never had enemas before, it
may be a little hard for her to distinguish from the “full
feeling” that comes from not having the enema reach quite high
enough to clean her out, and the full feeling that comes from
water sloshing around in the colon. This is especially true if
her colon is “unhealthy;” a person who is an experienced
recipient can feel the water flowing in, and can often tell how
high it’s gone.
2. Allow plenty of time. Time is the single most important
factor in a good enema session. There has to be enough time for
the water to flow in, and there has to be enough time given for
expulsion. If your girlfriend is inexperienced (see my preceding
notes on increasing capacity), she may *fear* the feeling of
fullness and cramping that experienced women will tell you is
just “the enema doing it’s work;” the fullness and cramping go
away as the enema goes in higher and higher, and the colon stops
trying to resist the inflow of water. When she expels her enema,
make sure she’s given enough time to “empty out.”
3. Sometimes, it seems, the water simply will not come out. You
wait 10 minutes or so, and everything is still in there. Here’s
how to solve that problem. Give another enema. Fill the enema
bag with cool (NOT cold) water. Put your girlfriend in the knee-
chest position. Lubricate her again (it wipes off) and insert
the nozzle. If you have a colon tube, begin inserting it (about
4-5″), and turn on the water. Let it flow in slowly. She will
feel some cramping (cold water makes the colon react; that’s what
we want); if it hurts her a lot, pinch the tube for a few moments
until the cramps stop. If you’re using the colon tube, continue
to insert it. At some point, the “new water” in her will contact
the “old water;” when this happens, she will probably BEG you to
let her get up and go. Shut off the water, remove the tube, and
let her go. If she feels warm water after the cool,(it will feel
warm to her because her body has warmed it), the cool enema
reached high enough to do its work. I’ve found that you must
normally give about half of a two-quart bag for this procedure to
work properly. Less, and the “old water” just stays in her. I
remember a girl I knew a few years back (she was about 22 or 23,
I think), to whom I gave an enema. She was an excellent enema
subject, relaxed enough to take a FULL bag of warm water on the
first try; but when she got up to expel the enema, she only
unloaded about a pint of water. She had to go out after we were
done, so I used the procedure described above. I filled the bag
with cool water, filled her until she couldn’t take any more, and
then let her get up and expel. She was not a large girl (5′ 5″
and about 120#), but by the time I had given her both enemas, she
had about 3 quarts of fluid inside her. When she got up and sat
on the toilet, she “went” for what seemed like 5 minutes
straight. Imagine if I had left her with 1 1/2 quarts of water
in her, and she was at work . . .

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