Fifty Shades of Lies

My breath panted, and burned in the depths of my lungs. With his eyes, he assaulted my heaving perky breasts.

“You are so delicate and lovely.” His deep voice, lowered to a whispered, as he leaned down to kiss my erect nipples, one and then the other.

The sensation transcended electricity from my toes to my head. My heart beat wildly with anticipation of receiving his ever-growing vessel. I reached my arms around his broad back and clasped my legs around his ass, thrusting my pelvis upward in wanton enthusiasm. He leaned into my face. Our lips collided into a passionate lingering kiss.

The smooth head of his gigantic shaft pushed at the gateway of my tight pinkness. He wasn’t fitting, and I wasn’t stretching to accommodate him. I gasped as he pushed further. Did anyone ever die from loving a man that was so endowed? I thought. I was concerned I could not be able to handle his massive rod. Should I tell the truth, how much I really want him? Perhaps, this would make his thickness shrink in order to enter me with greater ease. Then I could lie again and make his cock grow larger, once again, when he’s snug inside of me. He’s penis is like one size fits all… my own personal select a size cock.

With his hand he fed this giant rod into my pink wet opening, one bit at a time. At one point I threw my head back and panted in fear. His cock was demanding more than my tiny body could take. At first, he didn’t rush things, slowly allowing me to invite him into me on my terms I kneaded my fingers into his pecks, and raised my hips wanting to please him, and forgetting about my fears. I cried out in the heat of passion, and held my breath permitting his massive organ to dominate all of me.

He pushed further into me, powering his way like a well-oiled drill. His sleek substantial tool vibrated the earth beneath me. He cupped my ass and grunted loudly, and with one demanding thrust he stretched me beyond measure. I screamed out, filled with sweet pleasure and pain. I looked down in awe at the impossibility of his large cock between my legs. I could see it dividing me like the Red Sea. To witness this enhanced my excitement more so. I watched as he gave me long solid stokes, feeling the head of his cock tapping against the back of my pussy caused me to flood him with my feminine nectar.

“Lay back and arch your back for me, this will open you further.” He instructed.

He eased back, pulling out. This left me empty and vacant. Without notice, he plunged into me, hard, stroking me with his huge phallus. I relaxed the muscles of my love tunnel, using deep breathing exercises. This lengthened my vagina as he thrust his colossal cock in and out of me. My body conformed to his huge circumference. His girth was outstanding. The friction of our two sexes escalated to a different level. I shut my eyes allowing the delicious hardness to travel to places that had never been touched deep inside of me before. Our moans mingled in sync, for this moment we were one. I concentrated on the fire that was building deep inside of me. I moaned loudly, feeling totally open to his Steely erection. Simultaneously, he quickly stimulated my pink knot. My swollen embrace pulsated into long waves, squeezing down on his sex.

“Harder. Yes, harder.” I yelped, and cooed.

He moaned and quickly obliged me. He slammed against my pelvis in rapid successions. My vagina grew wetter by the seconds, fully accommodating his thrust. Steele grunted loudly as his cock rammed the special spot with in my watering harbor. I whimpered beneath his touch.

The stretching and pulling took me past the painfully pleasure to yet another place of ecstasy. I floated in blissful delirium. Tears escaped my eyes as my body shuddered to the point of climaxing. I screamed out loud in pure elation. “Oh god Steele I can’t hold back.”

“Cum for me baby girl—that’s how I like it.” Steele moans echoed in the chasms of my mind. My body clamped down on his huge vessel and released a long session of pulsations around him. I whimpered, as I clawed at his flesh, releasing a shower of sweet satisfaction onto him.

My fingers traveled passed our sexes, clasping onto his balls, massaging them firmly. I could feel them tightening. His body tensed up and trembled, he was close to exploding. So was I, again. In the depths of my core I felt every spasms of his manhood, releasing his hot cum deep inside of me seconds later. I thought I saw steam coming from his ears. This heightened my climax, as I came for the second time. The waves came hard, then harder—nonstop. I felt as if I couldn’t take the pleasure anymore. I was excessively sensitive to his touch. I screamed like a woman being loved by one of the gods. My body trembled out of control. His long fingers massaged the small area of my perineum sending me over the edge for a third—fourth—time. I lost count of how many times he made me cum; our bodies fell languid, beside each other. My legs still quivered intensely. He leaned up, smiling down at me like a little devil, a very satisfied man indeed.

“Was it as great for you as it was for me?” He whispered lowly, panting still.

Recovering my breath I managed to say, “Yes… oh yes, amazing…”

Steele squeezed me tightly then retreated to the bathroom. I scurried grabbing my panties and dress. I jumped out of the most comfortable bed in the world and made myself presentable. I was drained of so much energy, my legs momentarily wobbled. My hair was a mass of knots. I tried to calm the, I’ve just been fucked hairdo. Steele reentered the room fully dressed. Damn, he looked so hot in his loose, torn jeans and a white shirt that was not tucked in. His hair was slightly wet and wavy.

“So my slim beauty. I would like to thank you for getting sick… all of you… you turned out to be quite a little liar.” He chuckled.

“Yes, about that—was this for real?” I blushed. I flashed my eyes coyly down at his package.

“Most definitely…” he confidently said. All I could do was beam. “Now that we have shared so much… I suppose you understand—my need for you to lie. But, I want you to know from the moment I first meet you, I fell, as you did. This doesn’t work with, well, other woman quite the same way it has for you. And, when you lied to me in my office, my cock and I both knew you were the one Grey-Ana,” he paused, narrowing his eyes. I quickly interjected.

“Oh my god… You knew I—” My face blanched, surely.

“Well, sweetie of course I knew you were not Bleu-Rae, and that you are Grey-Ana.” He sat down in an oversized lounger then motioned for me to sit next to him. With trepidation I took a sit next to him. I felt terrible he knew and that I lied.

“I am so sorry for lying to you. I have never lied in my entire life.” I said with conviction. I hung my head in shame. His long fingered hand tilted my chin up to his face. His eyes pierced into mine. My heart fluttered like butterfly wings. I felt so terrible. “How did you know that I wasn’t really Rae?”

“Well, for one—my people do background checks on all the girls I interview. So, I knew you—my mistake,” he paused. “I knew that Rae had a twin sister, which is you in hind-site. Before you came to the office we had specifically asked Rae to sign in using her first name. We give secret codes to each girl, different task to perform to see how they follow directions. You failed miserably. I watched you on our live hidden camera and you hesitated when signing in”—At this point I felt like following in my inner goddess shoes and throwing myself into the fireplace—“We also had emailed Rae a questionnaire, she commented on how much she loved that we were on the thirteen floor, so when you acted superstitious about going to the thirteen floor we knew something was up… there were other signs too. Your nose is slightly turned up, more so than Rae’s—details my dear, and well your lips. She told us she had just had injections,” he shrugged. “And, the biggest one of them all was when you out right lied to me in the office. This triggered, no pun intend, my big little secret—” He patted his crotched—“the nose knows,” He chuckled. “Remember, the insight that I had mentioned, I have? Uh-huh… I am sure you do.”

“Yes…” I nodded, wincing inwardly.

“I can gauge when someone is lying to me. Shall I go on?” He sighed.

“No. I guess you are pretty mad at me for impersonating Rae.” I pouted. “I am so sorry.” I paused. “Wait you knew all along, didn’t you? That’s terrible.” I blurted out not allowing him to answer. “This whole thing was a rouse on me.”

“Well, not everything.” He patted his crotch again.

“Why did you go to such extreme theatrics? Was the blindfold, the blonde Stepford wives employees—all of it to teach me a lesson?” I hung my head in shame. Of course, he just sat there, quietly, un-phased and empowered, allowing me to wonder. “So I guess that’s why you offered me the assistant position, instead of being a contestant. You probably don’t want me to do that now, either.” I whined. “Please don’t blame Rae by punishing her—please give her the part on your show… she was sick that’s the only reason we pulled the imposter shenanigan.” A tear fell from my eye. I was emotionally charged.

“Shhhhh, don’t cry and no, I don’t want to punish either one of you. Actually, I am impressed you had the