He was a well respected lawyer, with a thriving business that was due to his incredible networking at various functions throughout the year.
When he turned 40, he started to stray from his marriage vows. The younger women were always around and seemingly available. It started with little one-time dalliances with servers at these networking functions in various rooms/halls/cars to a longer term fuck-fest with a new secretary who came on board. She was a looker. Tall, blonde and tits that were cranked up. Oh but that fucking was so sweet. She rarely wore panties and loved to bend over his desk. That fucking in his office whenever possible lasted about 2 years until the HR director found out. She was gone the following day with an incredible severance and the lawyer-boy was reprimanded. But that didn't stop him from finding more fucktoys; he just didn't fuck his new secretary any longer.
Now, just turning 60 and only a few more years left of working, he was pulling hard at the networking connections, finding women of all ages to fuck. His rooster included a single mature woman of about 55 who lived in the downtown core that was a consultant working from home. She was booked into his calendar as "Milt Jones - family mediation" when required. Ah, he loved his 2 hour lunches fucking her. "Milt" was one hot woman who adored his cock; sucking it and fucking it. She was always ready to knee down on the floor, suck his cock until he almost orgasmed, and then, she'd pop onto his cock, and ride him until they both cum is sweaty relief.
The other lady who he played with was from Seattle who popped into town about once a month. She was the "shower woman" who he booked into his calendar as "Negotiations with Smith & Co - employment issues". Ah, Smith was indeed one grand fuck. He learned the Art of Fucking in the Shower from her. He adored fucking her ass - so perfectly round and bending her forward. Tight and responsive - would make his cock harden at the thought of her ass, no matter where he was.
One of the newest fuckmates was a woman who was one year older than his daughter, at the age of 28. She had come on to him at a wine tasting function that was a charity event for some children's thing, he couldn't remember what. She was a little East Indian lady, with long hair that was streaked with blonde and tits that almost came out of her top. They exchanged business cards. Her name was Amanjit.
He found his cock rising and hardening when he was speaking to her. He spoke a little softer, so she had to come closer. Ah, the smell of her. Then, when it was just the two of them, she moved in closer, and her hand brushed his cock. He looked at her. Her eyebrow raised up, and she said to follow her. He started to preen like a peacock, yes, he still had it. Down the hallway he followed to her to an empty ball room that had chairs and tables stacked up. She leaned back on the table, lifted her skirt and said to him - I'd love for your king cock to fuck me. His eyes went wide with surprise at her candor. He moved closer to kiss her, but she turned her face away from his mouth. He improvised and kissed her jaw line, starting to talk dirty to her.
"Baby, you want my hard cock?"
"Yes, I want an older experienced king cock to fuck me hard, make me cum, make me gush."
He needed no further encouragement.
He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his 7 inch thick hard cock. She looked down at his hard cock, groaned and immediately got wetter. He wasted no time. He was very well versed in fucking a woman on a table, as his desk was fucked on almost daily with his former secretary. He knew just how to position her hot wet cunt for fucking. He pulled off her panties and put them in his pocket, and spread her knees, pulled her hips forward and without any other gentle preamble, pushed his cock into her open wet gash. He could feel her tremble as soon as he was inside her. She was ready to pop off - so he fucked her hard. Ruthless. Deep and strong strokes. She came, once. He slowed down, but didn't stop. She regained some of her breath, and he started up again, fucking her hard. Her knees parted further, and he knew, she was loving this fucking. Again, she came. He slowed down, then pulled her off the table and twisted her around, ass pointed up, ready for his possession again. Wasting no time, he fucked her hard. Her legs gave way, and thankfully was held up by the table. He continued to fuck her as he felt another gush coming and the wetness on her neck against his lips tasting like sex. He grunted. He swirled and thrusted hard the last few times, hands hard holding her hips in place as he came with deep strokes of cum into her pussy.
He stopped. He could tell she was satiated. She was limp. His cock softened and came out of her cum filled pussy. The cum trickling down her thigh. He put his cock back into his trousers and zipped up. What a beautiful sight. There she was propped full as exposed and a pussy that was swollen and leaky. He kissed her cheek goodbye and left the fundraiser, all the while, replaying the latest adventure.
When he got home, he wanted another round. He showered and found his wife in the family room watching Dancing with the Stars. He knelt in front of her, lifting up her robe and burying his face in her pussy. She moved around to give him better access. He dove into her pussy and was almost brutal with his need for more female cum. His wife knew, when he was like this, he must have fucked some young girl. She didn't care, because he gave her excellent head and then, fucked her hard and long as he had already cum earlier.
Amanjit went home that night thrilled to have experience such a fucking by an older man. Her fiancé was the same age as her, and she had played with many men while knowing her fiancé, but never one like this. The next morning, she woke up with a wet needing pussy proceeded to masturbate with the replay of last night's naughty fuck in her mind's eye. She came hard. Then, she pulled up the laptop and wrote him a quick email.
Thank you for your services last night. You are the King Cock I have always wanted to experience. Can we repeat this to ensure it was really that good.
The lawyer saw a subject line from her "KC" and opened it up. His cock swelled immediately and he replied with: The pleasure was all mine. Glad you enjoyed. I did as well.
She read the return email, smiling and responded with: Because of you and your King Cock, I had to restore to taking out my toy to play with. Not a King Cock, but will do until I can repeat our play soon.
He read the email and took his hard cock out of his trousers, turned his chair away from the door, spit on his palm and stroked himself quickly to a hard spurting cum. After cleaning up his cum, he turned to the email and replied with: I wish I was that toy that brought you to cuming again. Soon.
The next time they met up at a downtown hotel room for a 3 hour play, he asked her about the King Cock title. Yes, his chest was puffed out in pride, but had never heard that term. She told him that a man who was older had something on the younger man. The older man could control his own pleasure and pull the orgasms out of his partner, something a young man had yet to learn.
Although she was soon to be married, he continued his lessons with his young fuckpartner even after her wedding. One of the most erotic fucks was the day before her wedding, when she had insisted to her family that she needed a few hours breather to regain some balance. The King Cock rebalanced her very well.
Still, two years after their first fuck, he still puts in his calendar about a week after the full moon the 3 hour appointment with "Singh Investments - mediation regarding King".
Funny, his wife every month asks for a copy of his upcoming month calendar, and is always prepared and ready for hard, long, demanding sex according to his appointments.
The Wife has learned to enjoy the rewards of a King Cock.
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