Chapter 9 - Daria


Daria was not too interested in working anywhere during the summer, but her parents insisted she make her own money for college. 

 The job she found at the transport company near home seemed like a godsend: just a five minute walk, only working in the back on a computer with some real files, no interaction with others required. 

 Daria accepted at once.

 She showed up at the job wearing a black turtleneck. The thing was so tight that she constantly had to tug it down so it could cover her stomach, but it was the only thing available. Stores never sold anything for girls with boobs as big as hers, which meant that wearing stuff several sizes too small was the only way to go about things. 

 When she went in and said hello to her new boss, Daria was struck by him at once. He was short, chubby, with only a few strands of hair on his head and skin so tanned that he looked like a lizard. “I’ve been waiting to get some company back here!” 

 He took a look at her up and down and then groped her ass and tits. “Not bad, not bad,” he said thoughtfully. 

Daria could only look away in shame and keep quiet. This was the exact reason she never wanted to get a job. I just got in…

“You know, you really gotta wear some heels,” said her boss, even though he was still way shorter than her. “It goes great with your figure.”

“I’ll do that, sir.” 

 He moved his hands over her chest and then made her tits bouncy in his palm admiringly. “These are fucking sweet, huh? You’re eighteen, right?” he asked suspiciously.

“Yes, sir.” 

 The boss grinned again. “I’m a lucky man. It’s been a while since I’ve had some proper help back here.” 

 He grabbed the utility knife from his desk and slashed an opening below her breasts. Daria jumped up in fright but he just tossed it away immediately after. “There you go,” he said, looking at the way the undersides of her tits spilled out. “Otherwise you’ll get too hot.” 

 Despite his words, his fingers immediately snuck through the opening to feel her naked breasts and he never stopped making uncomfortable eye contact. “Really nice, really, really, really nice, Daria. I’m going to treat you real well here at this place. You got a boyfriend?”

“Yes, sir…” she said with a heavy breath. Why can’t he stop? 

“That’s a real shame. Maybe you can dump him and become my girlfriend instead, eh? I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Girls like you are really only good for one thing. Come on, try out your seat.” 

 The boss made her sit down in the swivel chair and planted himself on the desk right in front of her. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock and brought it to rest over her face. 

 Daria gulped. She remembered what she was taught to ask if any man ever did this. “Would you like…” The words were so hard to say. “Would you like me suck it, sir?” 

“Actually, I was having some different thoughts.” He lowered the head past her lips, teasing her mouth with its smell and taste, then brought it to the opening in her sweater. Pushing her tits together, he began to thrust between the plump chest meat and get himself off. 

 To be polite, Daria took over and squeezed her breasts for him, moving them back and forth to massage the sweaty cock between them. “Is this g-good, sir?” she stammered nervously.

“Oh yeah, baby, it’s great. Don’t you stop.” 

 He grinned right at her as he tittyfucked her virgin chest. Daria applied as much pressure as she could to his dick till her arms hurt, and she could tell from the satisfied look on his face that each back and forth rolling over her velvety breast meat was getting him closer to the edge. 

 He exploded between her tits without warning, shooting everything under her sweater. The ribbed fabric was drenched when he withdrew out and gave her his dick to clean, drying skintight over her young tits. 

 Daria lapped up the remaining drops of cum from the head and swallowed them. It was her first time taking cum, but she more or less knew what was expected of her. “Would you like me to suck your balls too, sir?” 

“You’re eager, aren’t you?” The boss slapped his dick against the side of her face. “Soon, I gotta make some calls now.” 

 When he next came for her services it was when she least expected it. Daria was on her knees by one of the shelves, trying to sort through company receipts from months back and get some idea of what they had in the office. 

 The boss approached. 

 The moment she lifted up her head to see if she could help him in any way, he assaulted her and forced the head into her mouth. Daria resisted instinctively, but despite his small stature she did not have the required strength to push him off, and gave up anyway the moment she realized how impolite that would be. 

 The shaft was forced down her throat till she gagged and then she fell backwards to the floor. That was not enough for her boss, who simply turned around so his dick was facing towards her throat and started facefucking her as she lay helplessly on the floor, pumping her tight throat vigorously with his rock hard cock.

 Daria would have said she could never do such a thing and still wasn’t sure she could take it. But somehow he had gotten her jaw to open wide, and it all happened so fast that she could only lay there, staring up at the ceiling as his sweaty balls kept sliding over her eyes and nose. 

“You’re so fucking tight!” he said happily. “Hah, so fucking tight! Yeah!” 

 Daria wanted to know why this was okay. Why was it acceptable that men could treat women in this way at work and do whatever they wanted to them. And why she was unlucky enough to be born desirable enough to be a target instead of being born ugly to be left alone. 

 But there were no answers, only the wet sounds of her throat as the old cock ravaged through it. 

 The boss came inside of her and sent the cum blasting through her throat. As she struggled to breathe, he lowered himself on top of her face and smothered her with his balls. “You like that? I bet it’s good.”

 Daria couldn’t breathe and moved her fingers pleadingly over his back. 

 He sat up with a laugh and looked down at her, his cock still throbbing and dripping over her face. “Well, come on then, get a move on.” He kicked at her playfully. “You aren’t tired after just a little bit of work, are you?”

 Shaking, Daria propped herself up on her elbow and tried to get up. “No, sir. I’m a good girl.”

“A good girl, huh? We’ll see about that. I’m still testing you out. And so far, I’m not too impressed.” 

 Daria got back into her chair and swallowed back some of the cum that was coming up from her stomach. “I’ll do my best, sir. Please feel free to use me however you like.”

“You don’t need to tell me that,” he said in a serious tone. “But you try to get me to stop early again, and you’re gone. We work hard at this place.” 
 Daria made herself smile in spite of it all. “Never, sir. I’m a good worker, I promise.” 
