Perfect Addition

Chapter Five

Sayid’s POV

It had been three days since I’d shown Hamilton Walker the videos I’d taken of him and his personal assistant, Marcus Stevenson, fucking each other in their office. I had no idea how Hamilton had managed to sneak off and meet me in the evening when I came in for my night shift but there we were, buck-naked after-hours in the basement of the building.

I had that big booty muscle motherfucker bent over, and was clapping them jiggly chocolate cheeks like there was no tomorrow. Damn, I loved how his booty cakes quivered every time I slammed my big ole caramel dick up inside him. I loved watching my thick dick stretch and gouge out his gushy dark ass. I loved how creamy-wet, hot and silky his asshole felt, and I absolutely loved how he mewed and whimpered; begging for my dick.

“Haauuugh! Auuhggh! Hauuhggh! Fuck meee! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuuuuck!” he squealed, clinging for dear life to the big blue-painted water pipe. I pulled back on his hips and slammed in even harder.

“Oohhhh shit, baby! Damn, this ass feels so fuckin' good!” I moaned. I’d been fucking him steady for the last fifteen minutes, and I felt my balls getting ready to bust. They tightened up and my dick got hard like steel.

“Shit, nigga! I’m finna bust this nut in your ass!” I growled. “Arrrgh shit! RRRRRUUAAAGGHHHHH! RRUUGHHHH! RRRRGGHHH! MMMM HMMMM! SHIT!”

I held onto Hamilton’s waist, pulling him onto my pelvis and digging my big dick into his gushy guts as I creamed his insides. I shuddered and my eyes rolled up in my head as I hugged him close and rested on his back.

“F-F-F-Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I repeated softly between breaths. I didn’t want to pull out. His hungry fuck-chute was milking my dick, flexing like crazy and drawing the cum straight from my balls. “You fuckin' love this dick now, dontchu?”

“Y-Yes!” he whispered, after he took a moment of silence. He was probably trying to be loyal to Marcus, but I knew I would take his sweet booty from his man. I’d never met a nigga who could resist my dick, especially once I stuck it in him. Dudes always went crazy for it, and I loved making them go stupid as I fucked them, with their eyes rolling up in their heads and shit.

“I love bein' inside this hot ass-pussy too, baby,” I purred, endearing him to me even more as I licked on his neck then sucked on his ear. He moaned and arched his back even deeper, just how I wanted him to. I stood up straight, held onto his waist and started shafting him again, in deep slow strokes.

“Ohmygawd! Ohmygawd, Sayid! Fuuuuuck!” he groaned.

“Mmmm hm! I ain’t done with his sexy ass yet. I got another load to blow up inside you. You ready?”

“Ugh yeah. . .but, I gotta get back, or Marcus will be suspicious.”

“Fuck Marcus! You know you want this dick. Take it,” I whispered and fucked him a little faster.

“Oh shit!” he gasped. “Oh fuck, Daddy! Yes!”

“Mmm hm! Take this fuckin' big-ass dick, boy!” I hummed, and grabbed him under the throat with one hand, craning his head back as I pounded into his cum-slick ass. My first load started seeping out and drooling onto the floor between our legs. I smacked my balls into his taint, harder and faster. I dug into that gushy hole like a deep-sea drill until he was screaming my name.

“Sayid! Saaaayiiiiiiid!”

“Yeah! Yeah! YEAH! OH FUCK! FUCKIN'CUMMING! UUURRRRHHHHHH! MMMMMMMPH! OHHHH FUCK! UUUUURGH!”

“Ohfuckyes! Ohfuckyes! Ohfuckyes, Daddy! Fuck, you’re cumming so deep inside me!” Hamilton whimpered, and twerked that big muscle ass on my dick, clapping those chocolate buns back on my hairy thighs. I dug my fingertips into his skin as I shivered, pumping out another huge load of nut. When I finally emptied the clip, Hamilton was looking back at me over his shoulder, smiling all nice and sweet.

“You enjoyed that shit, huh?”

“Yes, Sir!” he purred. I leaned in and kissed those sexy lips of his, sucking on them, and then on his tongue.

“Sexy ass!” I chuckled, and smacked those buns hard before I pulled out.

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Marcus’ POV

“Where the hell is he?” I thought. 

I had just returned to Hamilton’s office with another set of documents he had to review. I was beginning to realize that being a VP was most definitely not all glitz and glamor. I sat down for a moment, scrolled through my social medias, and Hamilton still wasn’t back. I texted him that I was going for coffee at the vending machine near the lunch room.

As I was getting coffee, he texted me back that he was coming back from the corner store. I thought it was weird that he’d left the building without telling me, but I shrugged it off. Maybe he really wanted a snack. Or, maybe he had a cute guy he fucked in the store’s backroom. I shook my head.

“You sex-crazed bastard,” I chuckled to myself. I really had to stop thinking about things as if life were a porn film. Just as I turned away from the machine with my hot coffee, I caught a glimpse of Hamilton, or someone who looked damned near like him, walking down the corridor. However, he was not coming from the direction of the lobby. He was coming from deeper inside the building, from the basement area. By some instinct, I slid back behind the coffee vending machine, and just in time as one of the night-shift security guards followed seconds later. He fixed his pants, pulled up his zipper, took a quick look around then headed toward the lobby.

Why would Hamilton lie to me about fucking the security guard? Our relationship was open. There was no need to lie. In fact, I would have been more angry that he hadn’t invited me to join in! The security guard was fucking hot! I shook my head again.

“Now is not the time to think about your sex fantasies,” I hissed to myself. “Something is going on, and I need to find out what the fuck it is.”