The Boss's Party

Halloween had been Tyrome’s favorite time of year since he was a kid. The costumes, the candy, the movies—he loved it all. As an adult, it was the parties, the booze, and the girls in slutty costumes. Tyrome loved it all.

This year would be his fifth going to his company Halloween party, and he was just as excited as ever. This year, the new girl from HR swore she would be there if Tyrome was going. He couldn’t wait to see what that little smoke show would come up with.

He decided last year he would attend this year’s party as He-Man. Committing the bit, Tyrome had spent the entire year in the gym so he could look the part. Looking himself over in the mirror, he was not disappointed with how the costume showed off his physique.

Later that night, his heart sped up in anticipation as he pulled up to his boss’s Lake Side, Georgia, home. A slow smile spread across his face as he approached the quiet mansion, knowing the absolute alcohol-fueled debauchery hidden behind the doors of the prim estate.

Tyrome rang the doorbell and heard a giggle through the ring camera. The boss’s secretary opened the door, dressed like Cloepatra, with a drink in hand. She bit her lip and smiled hungrily as her eyes moved over Tyrome’s large frame. She let out a moan that was nearly a purr as she greeted him.

“Mmm, a chocolate He-man; I might have to get a taste of that later.” She said with a wink after struggling to pull her eyes from Tyrome’s crotch.

Tyrome just gave her a knowing smirk. There was no way this busty blond was going to jeopardize her place in the boss’s lap, no matter how unsatisfied she was. He winked at her.

“Is everything in the same place?” He asked, letting his eyes roam over the gold bikini she called a costume.

“Same as always, suga.” Her southern drawl, pleasant as always.

Tyrome gave the smaller woman a kiss on the cheek as he stepped past her and opened the doors to the foyer. Music wrapped around him like an old friend as he took in the sight of his half-naked coworkers milling about and having a good time.

He started for the bar but had to stop and laugh as Millie, from shipping, walked past him with Dave, from accounting, on a leash. Only on Halloween.

Tyrome ordered a drink and settled in watching characters from TV and movies grind their bodies on half-dressed witches and nurses. Every so often a pair would sneak off to one of the many rooms to be alone. The same couples would come back giggling, costumes askew, glancing around to see if they’d be noticed.

No one cared. That’s exactly what this party was for.

One drink down, another was ordered, after which Tyrome would be right in the middle of the masses, looking for some department head to sneak off with and never talk to again. He loved this party. It was the only time he even got to see some of his coworkers. The thought made him laugh.

About halfway through his drink, he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. He turned to find the woman he’d been hoping to see, smiling at him and looking like a vision. Anna, the newest HR rep.

She was tall with soft curves and coffee-colored skin, just lighter than his. She colored her long braids white to match her sexy little dress. The dress was strapless and sheer with white stripes. It was enough to keep her modest while revealing she wore nothing underneath. Add the French-tipped nails and elbow-length gloves, and she was the sexiest “mummy” in the room.

Tyrome stood and hugged her as they exchanged greetings. Her hands lingered on his muscular arms as her eyes roamed over his near bare chest and abs. She licked her lips, seeing how little his shorts left to the imagination, and knew right then how she wanted this night to go.

After some heavy flirting and a flight of tequila shots, the pair made their way to the dance floor. They spent the next several minutes with Anna’s ass planted firmly on Tyrome’s crotch while his hands were everywhere except between her legs. It wasn’t long before he was so hard that he ached with desire for his beautiful coworker.

At some point, Anna noticed that her nipples had managed to wiggle free of her tiny dress. Instead of covering up, she pressed herself into Tyrome’s chest and whispered in his ear.

“I think this is a sign we need to take this upstairs.” Her warm voice and her soft lip on his ear sent a shiver down Tyrome’s spine. He gathered her in his arms and kissed her deeply before leading the way to the guests rooms.

They found a room quickly and barely had the door closed before they were all over each other. Their tongues danced and hands explored. They nipped each other’s necks, kissed collarbones, and sucked nipples. Moans and whispered curses filled the room as the candle of their desire turned into a raging inferno.

Anna turned her back on Tryome, pressing her ass against his raging boner and moaning deep in her throat as he teased her rock-hard nipples. She peeled herself out of her dress, bending low and wagging her wide soft ass. Tyrome slipped out of his costume as he watched her lay out on the bed face down, then roll to her back and spread her legs, revealing her own stiff dick.

She watched Tyrome’s face carefully, trying to gauge his reaction as he approached her slowly. Her breath quickened with a mix of fear and anticipation, watching the gorgeous man move, his muscles rippling as he climbed on the bed and ran his hands slowly up her legs. She nearly flinched when his tongue touched the base of her cock. Her breath hitched as he licked her from base to tip. Her eye rolled back in her head when he took her in his mouth.

Tyrome was surprised to learn that Anna was trans, but the fact didn’t faze him in the slightest. She was still an absolute ten, and they had already gone this far. Besides, hers would not be the first cock he’d suck. The sounds she made encouraged him to suck harder, deeper, and faster. When she started cursing, he smiled to himself as he slipped a finger in her tight little ass.

Anna stiffened when she felt Tyrome at her back door, then before she knew it, her hips seemed to move on their own, greedily seeking the pleasure that he was giving. Her hands found his head. She didn’t know if she was holding him still or just holding on as she rode wave after wave of pleasure.

“Oh, fuck.” She moaned as her body trembled, and she filled Tyome’s mouth with cum. Anna lay back on the bed, panting and dazed. She smiled when she felt Tyrome trailing soft kisses up her belly. Of course, he wouldn’t be done yet.

Tyrone swallowed down the gorgeous woman’s cum, smiling to himself, knowing she’d be putty in his hands after that. He kissed his way up her belly to perfectly round breasts and helped himself to her Hershey Kiss-shaped nipples. Anna moaned loudly as she wrapped her arms and legs around his body, grinding against him.

Anna took Tyrome’s face in her hands and kissed him deeply, nibbling his lip as she rolled him to his back. She leaned on his chest, dangling her tits in his face while teasing his tip with her soft ass. He took her mischievous grin as a dare. She gasped when he grabbed her hip and suddenly plugged her hold with his swollen member. A long satisfied moan rolled from her chest as she pressed herself back, stretching to take him fully.

She started slowly, locking eyes with him as she slid up and down his length as she adjusted to his girth. Before long, Anna’s nails were digging into Trome’s chest, and clapping sounds filled the room as she bounced hard on his rod.

Tyrome felt like he was losing his mind. Anna was a vision on top of him, eyes closed, head back, brown skin shimmering in the low light with sweat, her tits and cock bouncing while her ass milked his cock. A shiver ran through his body, and he knew he couldn’t last much longer.

As if reading his mind, Anna’s eyes met his as the words fell from her mouth. “Fuck yes, baby, give it to me. Cum for me. Fill my ass up. God, you feel so fucking good.” She demanded, whinning.

That did it. Tyrome gripped her hips and let out a sound that was half moan, half grunt as he filled her full of a month’s worth of sexual frustration. Tyrome’s hot cum filling her body caused Anna to shiver, triggering her own climax, her body bucking as she shot hot ropes all over Tyrome’s chest.

Before the pair could relax and sink into post-sex bliss, a small voice sounded from the door.

“Miss… Anna?”

They turned toward the voice to a short, skinny man in large round glasses, wearing big floppy dog ears. Tyrome recognized him as Charles from the research department; Anna called him “Puppy” and beckoned him over to come “clean up the mess.”

Tyrome watched, silently amused, as Puppy quickly stripped, except for a collar and his floppy ears, and began licking the cum off his abs and chest. Trome raised a questioning eyebrow at Anna, who was cooing and rubbing the smaller man’s back like he was her pet.

She met his gaze with a wicked grin. “This is Charles, my puppy. He does what I say when I say. He likes it like that; we have an agreement. Don’t forget the important bits, Puppy.” She said as she slid off Tyrome and cuddled into his side. When Puppy began licking Tyrome’s cock, she leaned into his ear.

“He’s an excellent little cock sucker and such a needy little slut. Say the word, and I’ll have him spread his tight little ass for you too.” Her voice was sultry and breathy, like nothing would turn her on more than watching Tyrome take this little man’s ass.

Tyrome moaned softly. Anna was right; Puppy’s tongue felt amazing and was already bringing his soldier back to attention. He smiled, suddenly having a great idea.

He turned and kissed Anna’s soft lips before saying, “I’d rather watch you fuck him while he sucks me off.”

Somehow Anna’s smile got even wider. She immediately got up and crawled over to Puppy’s side. She pressed his head down onto Tyrome’s dick while whispering filthy encouragement.

“That’s a good boy, puppy. Take that dick all the way into your little whore throat. You like that, don’t you? That’s what a real man’s dick tastes like.”

To her credit, her word motivated Puppy to no end. He suddenly bobbed his head fervently and jammed Tyrome in his throat like there was no tomorrow. Tyrome loved it. Once Anna was satisfied with Puppy’s effort, she crawled behind him, spread his cheeks, and spat on his hole.

Anna grinned and held Tyrome’s gaze as she stuffed herself deep into Puppy’s ass. Puppy stopped what he was doing long enough to let out a loud whimper through a crooked smile before getting right back to it.

Puppy’s tiny body felt great to both Tyrome and Anna, but they couldn’t keep their eyes off each other. Tyrome loved the way her soft body jiggled as she slammed her cock into Puppy’s ass. Anna couldn’t get enough of Tyrome’s hungry gaze, to the point that she hardly noticed when Puppy shuddered and came under her relentless pounding.

When she did, Anna pushed Puppy aside and went to climb back on top of Tyrome. Instead, he sat up and pushed her to her back, kissing her hard. He pushed her knees to her chest and plunged himself deep inside her, causing Anna to let out a sound that was half moan, half whimper as she spread her leg even wider for him.

Tyrome felt absolutely feral in that moment. He slammed himself into her deep and hard like he was trying to put his dick through her. She looked like a dream, eyes closed, mouth open, hair spread out over the bed; she was beautiful and sexy in a way that he had never seen in any woman before her. He railed her until she clenched around him in another screaming climax.

“MORE!” Anna demanded as she immediately turned over and arched her back towards Tyrome. Tyrome wasted no time shoving himself back into her red, gaping ass. She threw herself back on him as he thrust into her, grunting loudly as they met in the middle.

They slammed into each other over and over. They grunted and moaned like animals in heat. The world narrowed to just the two of them in this primal moment of ecstasy. Neither of them could think of anything except the two of them as the pressure built in their bodies like volcanoes on the brink.

Their climaxes hit like dominos falling around the room. First, Tyrome buried himself deep inside Anna and unleashed like a fire hose until it spilled out around his dick. Then Anna, Tyome’s climax triggering her own as she grunted loudly. Finally, Puppy, in the corner, whimpered as he finished in his hand from having masturbated feverishly as he watched.

The pair collapsed, finally spent, panting, chest heaving as they cuddled next to each other. Anna laid her head on Tyrome’s chest, sighing contentedly. Tyrone slid a hand up and down her back, wanting to be nowhere else in the world. As the two lay there in silence, there was only one thing on Tyrome’s mind.

“Damn, I love Halloween.”