In the large Art gallery on the outskirts of Berlin where she worked, Emma Holmes sat alone in her semi open plan office, which she usually shared,however it was now well after 6PM and her colleagues had all gone home, She had decided to begin some initial work on a new project following the very good news she had had been given that afternoon by her boss. He informed her that he was very impressed with her performance over the last year and he wanted her to take the lead on a new stream of artwork that the gallery was moving into which was Ethnic art in all its forms. At 29 only she was the youngest member of the large gallery team to be given the role of lead on any venture the gallery was undertaking. Now as she sat there contemplating that fact and her life in general she began to think maybe she would like to spread her wings in other directions regarding the rest of her life, in the main the world of erotica.

Emma had been with her boyfriend Karl for 7 years and was very happy in their relation ship. They had great fun, adventures and sex together, often involving others in their sexual fun, something they were both happy with but there had been a couple of occasions lately where she had been tempted to stray a little. Emma considered herself a highly sexed girl and whilst sex with Karl was wonderful his job meant he was away from home a lot, often for a week or more and in these times, no amount of masturbation seemed to quell her thirst for more sex. As she focused on these thoughts now she found herself getting even more aroused and made a decision that, unknown to her at the time, would have a massive impact on her life.

She had often taken herself off to the bathroom at work to self pleasure herself and bring about some relief to last her through the day until she got home to Karl, or one of her toys, but as she was all alone she decided to log in to one of the several porn sites that she used for her visual stimulation and browse through the newest videos. One of the category headings was BBC and perhaps it was because she had been thinking about ethnic art and in particular African art she decided to click on it. A quick browse through the thumbnail titles revealed a heading “African Bull fucks white wife.” Emma had a last look around to make sure nobody had returned to the office for any reason before gently biting her bottom lip in anticipation and clicking on the thumbnail to open the video.

As with many video’s on line it didn’t start at the beginning of the film and the action started with a facial close up of a white, blonde haired, good looking girl, around the same age as Emma, who had her eyes closed and was grimacing as she panted and gasped. As the camera drew back to reveal more of her Emma’s own body tingled as she saw the girl’s wonderfully large breasts, a similar size and shape to her own D cup breasts, swaying back and forth as she was being fucked and as the camera drew back even further it revealed that the fucking was being done by a very black and very muscular man who has his large hands gripped around the girl’s waist, holding her tightly as he fucked her at a frantic pace.

Emma’s eyes were now glued to the action as she admired the rippling torso of the black African bull fucking this young white girl in what looked like a holiday hotel room. As the action continued Emma became aware of herself gently rocking back and forth on her office chair and she could tell that she was getting moist between her pussy lips. The girl in the video let out a sudden gasp of relief and then fell forward onto the bed before rolling onto her back which is when the cause of her grimacing was revealed.

There, in the middle of the screen was the huge, shiny and sticky black cock of the African bull, pointing upwards ad about forty five degrees from his groin. It was hard to gauge the length but Emma could tell it was bigger than any cock she had ever seen. The bull shuffled forwards onto the bed, his huge balls swaying from side to side as he did so, before he gripped his thick shaft and positioned it at the entrance to the girls pussy and paused briefly before thrusting it into her making her squeal with sexual pleasure. After slightly re positioning himself, propping himself up on his muscular arms the bull once again began to fuck the girl, hard, fast and deeply.

Emma’s whole body began to tingle as she continued to watch the action on her screen and she licked her lips before once again gently biting her bottom lip and looking around her office. Confident she was all alone she leant back in her office chair, reclining it as far as it would go before spreading her legs and lifting one, placing a foot on her desk, next to her computer screen. She spread her other leg wider and as the cool air rushed over her moist pussy lips she was thankful that she had chosen to wear a nice thin summer dress and, as she often did on hot summer days, not bothered wearing any panties. As she continued to view the action on her screen Emma lifted the hem of her dress with her left hand and gently slid the middle finger of her right hand in between her moist pussy lips.

The first stroke of her finger made Emma sigh as her finger gently probed between her moist lips, running up and down the length of her slit. She could feel her sticky juices flowing from her pussy, coating her finger. Emma rubbed a little more before eventually allowing herself to brush her finger tip over her, now very swollen, clit making her let out a loud gasp. Emma paused and took another look around, worried her gasp may have been heard. Thankfully her whole office and those she could see in the semi open plan complex were totally empty.

Emma was so aroused she needed to get herself off and considered going to the bathroom to do so, as she had done many times before, but that would have meant not seeing the rest of the video, which had another 12 minutes left. Confident that as it was now almost 7pm there was no chance of anyone returning to the office and she took a deep breath, before reclining back and once again lifting her dress, looking at the screen and gently inserting two fingers into her dripping pussy knowing she was going to bring herself to orgasm, imagining she was the girl in the video being fucked by that big black cock.

Unfortunately, Emma was totally ******* that she wasn’t alone. The loud gasp she had let out a couple of minutes earlier when she had first rubbed her clit had been heard by the gallery’s head of security, Max Holzem. Official security rounds didn’t commence until after all the staff, in the large, multi department, three building gallery had left the premises, which was often as late as 9PM in the summer, but Max Holzem had a habit of snooping around many of the offices and desks of the female staff in search of any personal items or information he could gather about them.

Max Holzem was a disgraced former Vice cop who had been forced to leave the police several years ago, after it was discovered he was a partner in a underground brothel. Fortunately for him his boss was a very good friend and as Max was over fifty at the time he had been allowed to retire early on health grounds, thus leaving him free to get the very lucrative job as head of security for the gallery. He wasn’t a nice man who had a dislike of young modern opinionated women, several of whom knew of his disgraced past, who he felt didn’t respect his authority. He still strutted about as if he was still a cop and insisted on everyone, even his own staff, calling him Herr Holzem.

Max had heard Emma’s little gasp earlier and instead of immediately investigating he’d had the presence of mind to hide out of sight so when Emma had taken a look around hers, and the adjoining offices, she wouldn’t have seen him. Now he had emerged from his hiding place and. knowing the building better than anyone he had found the perfect vantage point to spy on Emma to see what she was doing. As Max took in the sight of the lovely Emma Holmes, reclined in her chair, legs spread, watching porn on the company’s computer whilst she frantically played with her self a huge smile broke out on his face.

Max had a thing for most of the young women who worked at the gallery but the dark haired Emma Holmes was one of his favourites. He particularly enjoyed seeing her when she wore tight fitting jeans or pants, which accentuated her slim waist and her perfectly formed heart shaped ass. He also enjoyed the sight of her on a tight fitting dress or blouse in the summer which showed of her nice large tits, and occasionally, when the complex air conditioning was on high, her nipples poked through the thin fabric of her bra and clothing. However, most of all Max loved Emma’s full, luscious lips and often imagined them painted cherry red and sliding up and down his hard cock as he face fucked the young woman who, in his opinion was far too full of herself.

Max took out his mobile phone, selected the video setting to record and focussed on the action unfolding in front of him, already satisfied he was going to enjoy what was to come, not only today but in the future too. Completely oblivious to his presence Emma continued, as best she could to keep one eye on the action on her computer screen whilst continuing to rub her soaking wet, tingling pussy. As she saw the time left on the video running down, now below ten minutes she increased the speed and firmness of her rubbing whilst at the same time squeezing her nice D cup tits, through the thin fabric of her dress. Enjoying the feeling of her nipples tingling and getting hard she pinched them in turn, moaning with joy as she pulled on them hard through the fabric of her clothes. As Emma pinched her nipples hard the tingling in them intensified and began to spread through her whole body.

Emma was getting close to her much desired orgasm and she stopped squeezing her tits, moving her hand down to her pussy and inserting two fingers inside, in a hook shape to get maximum friction on her G spot as she rubbed. She moved her other hand to her swollen and now very sensitive clit, trapping it between two fingers before she began to frantically rub it. “Oooooooooh. Aaaaaaahhhhh!” she gasped as her first rub sent a shockwave of sexual arousal, right through her, so intense she threw her head back and closed her eyes. No longer able to focus on the screen but intently listening to the gasps from the young girl as he approached her orgasm, now being matched by her own gasping.

As Emma rubbed her clit hard she thrust the two fingers of her other hand deep into her pussy, her juices squelching and flowing over her hand as she did. Emma sucked in a deep breath and subconsciously held it as she rubbed herself harder with both hands, the orgasmic shrieks from the girl in the video ringing in her ears. Emma rubbed harder and felt her love tunnel contract, almost crushing the two fingers she had now driven deep. She pressed hard on her clit, hardly moving them as she pushed on her love button and seconds later her orgasm exploded, thundering through her whole body and forcing the air from her lungs with one almighty groan.

Emma’s orgasmic tremors surged through her body for what felt like an age as she bucked and gasped in her office chair, the fire raging in her pussy almost burning her two fingers forcing her to pull them out, followed by a gush of her cum juice leaking onto her office chair. Finally her orgasm began to ebb away and Emma breathed slowly and deeply, calming her whole body down until at last she was able to open her eyes. She saw the video on the screen had finished and her gaze was then drawn to her hand which was coated in her cum juice. Emma let out a huge sigh as she slumped back into her chair, lifted her sticky hand to her face and began to suck on the two fingers that had been thrust deep inside her love tunnel.

As Emma savoured the taste of her own juice and relaxed even more Max Holzem was smiling and gently stroking the huge bulge in his pants, The dark haired beauty he desired so much had not only put on a good show but she had handed him all the ammunition he needed to be able to assert the control he hoped would come over the lovely Emma Holmes. He initially contemplated interrupting her and asking her what she thought she was doing but he paused and decided on a lot better course of action. As he closed down his phone, making sure the video was saved he smiled, took one last look at the dark haired beauty. “Enjoy this moment Miss Emma Holmes. You will be mine now!” He thought to himself as an evil grin came across his face and he quietly retreated from his hiding place and made his way back to his office………

To be continued……..