Shut Up and Give It to Me

"Are you busy today?"

"No, I was gonna go back home and relax a bit after the day with you."

"Is that so? Well, I wouldn't mind some company. You wanna come get a drink with me?"

Marcus nodded to her.

"Yeah, sure. I ain't doing anything else for the day, I'd love to have a drink with you."

It was common for Katherine to invite him into her house as the years had passed on. She had learned to trust him, as he had remained one person in her circle to never cause any stress. Over the years, Marcus knew her home quite well. He turned the key in the car to shut the engine off, just as the rain was beginning to come down yet again. Katherine hurried to the front door of her luxury home while Marcus was only steps away from following her. They were both greeted to the silence of her home, as Marcus stepped through the door. Katherine turned and smiled to him.

"I'm gonna go go change into something more comfortable. I'll meet you in the living room."

"That's fine by me."

She smirked after he had answered her back. Marcus could sense Katherine's mood beginning to change, as her anger levels seemed to be wearing down. Her heels stomped loudly over the floor, fading off into the distance as he began to march to the living room of her home. Marcus knew her home all too well. There was a sense of familiarity that always fell upon his mind when he walked through the halls and various rooms. Once he reached the living room, he let out a sigh and began to unbutton the jacket of his suit. The room itself was radiating in heat, as he needed to get rid of the jacket and toss it over a chair. Dark mahogany wood covered the walls of the living room, adding a touch of elegance among the luxurious furniture pieces. A light blue couch was off to the distance near two tables. A lounge chair was in the same light blue color, matching the couch. Hanging from the walls were various portraits and framed photographs. Some of them were more personal than others, as they revealed Katherine and her husband together.

Marcus noticed most of their portraits together had been professionally shot and done in black and white style. A sense of elegance and tradition could be felt going by the choice of photos that hung from the wall, as well as the luxurious pieces of furniture. Marcus had been in this room many times before, as he had often felt comfortable while relaxing inside Katherine's home. Far away in the house, he could hear her heels stomping down over the wooden floor surface as they became louder with each passing second. She was returning to him at last. He looked away from the framed photos among the wall and turned his sight back to the doorway. Katherine made her entrance, stepping through in to reunite with him in a light pink button up shirt and still wearing the skirt from earlier. She had unpinned her blonde hair, allowing it to hang down with a split down the middle. The first few buttons of her shirt were undone, allowing her massive cleavage to poke out towards his eye sight. She was dressed to kill, as impressive as ever. In her left hand, she held a bottle of scotch while her right hand had two small wine goblets between her fingers. Marcus smiled at her and spoke.

"Welcome back, Katherine."

"Thank you, Marcus."

She spoke while stomping her heels towards him. She stepped away from him, stomping her heels over to the coffee table where she set the two glasses and the bottle alone. Marcus stayed near the doorway, watching Katherine's movements. When she bent over, he couldn't resist the urge to stare down at her lovely ass. Her skirt had moved up a slight bit, revealing her thighs. He glanced away before she could catch him, as he usually did not cross his eyes over her body in a tasteful way. Walking over to the coffee table with her, he watched her unscrew the top of the bottle. She had previously poured a few glasses from the same bottle, evident by a portion of the top appearing empty. He thought of something quick to compliment her looks, as Marcus was unable to help himself with the attraction he had towards her at the moment.

"You look lovely, Katherine."

"Thanks..."

Her tone of voice was almost harsh, giving him the impression that she may have still been in a rude mood. He watched her pour out the whiskey into the two glasses. Katherine handed one to him and then took the other one. She leaned up, looking him in the eyes as they held their two glasses. Katherine softly smiled before speaking to him.

"To us, as friends."

Marcus returned the smile, nodding his head. Knowing how she liked to drink straight out the bottle with no ice, he couldn't help but to joke about it.

"Yes, to us. You sure you wanna drink this without ice?"

Letting out a sigh, Katherine rolled her eyes at him.

"When's the last time we both had a drink with ice, Marcus?"

He let out a laugh, seeing as he could still get her to flare that attitude towards him. She was so sexy when she had a bit of rage in her. Together they pushed their glasses together, dinging them before they both went for a sip of the drink. Katherine's big brown eyes gazed back at him as she sucked every drop of the hot whiskey liquid between her lips. Once she had finished off her glass, she set it down over the coffee table. Marcus took a little longer to drink a bit of the scotch. He didn't particularly care for drinking alcohol without ice, but he did it for her sake. Once he set the glass down, Katherine spoke once more.

"Thank you for always being there for me, I appreciate it. It's nice to know I still have someone I can depend on to be around and not run off."

"It's no problem, Katherine. I've been at your side now for a long time, I ain't planning on leaving any time soon."

His words had made her smile back at him. Katherine stepped away from him, gazing around the room as she stomped her heels forward over the wooden floor down below. All Marcus could do was stand there and look at the figure of the actress.

"Do you need to get back home soon, Marcus? I was hoping you could stay and keep me company."

"No, I don't have anything else to do tonight."

Katherine turned around and smiled at him, before giving a nod.

"Perfect. Since my husband isn't going to be home any time soon and this house is empty, I'm glad I won't be alone tonight."

Marcus couldn't believe the words she had spoken to him. He raised his eyebrow, processing her words through his mind. Over all the years he had worked alongside as her bodyguard, Katherine never flirted with him. He knew of her affairs when her husband was away, but this was the first time she had said something directly to him with a hint of seduction. Still in shock, he had to make sure this wasn't any kind of joke from her.

"Really? You want me here, you aren't gonna call someone-"

Placing her hands on her hips, Katherine cut him off with her loud voice roaring in authority.

"No! Do you wanna have some fun with me or not?"

Still unsure, Marcus sighed and wanted to make sure that he was hearing her words correctly.

"Are you sure about this, Katherine? I mean, we've been friends before, but you usually have some other guy off to the side that you call for this sorta thing."

Tilting her head, the woman seemed to be irritated with his response. Katherine kept her hands on her hips, calling out to Marcus in an angry tone of voice.

"What the fuck does that mean? Do you not wanna have some fun with me, Marcus?"

Her pink lips curved into a smile. Katherine now had the idea to tease and mock him.

"Let me guess, you don't like to fuck white women. Is that it? I'm too white for you, Marcus?"

"Hell no!"

Finally her efforts of teasing were beginning to pay off. Katherine nodded at him with a smug smirk across her face, still holding her hips under her hands.

"Prove it, then. Take off your fucking clothes."

Katherine's voice commanded authority to the man. Marcus took a deep breath and began to unbutton his shirt while she stood there and watched. Over time he had often had a fantasy for Katherine but would immediately block it out of his mind any time. This was his one moment to fulfill such a fantasy by having an affair with not only his boss, but a famous woman. Marcus knew that many men dreamed over this, as many could only chase Katherine in their imaginations alone. Now she was in complete control, standing there and ordering him to take off his clothes. After Marcus had taken his shirt off and dropped it to the floor, he leaned down to untie his shoes. Katherine remained standing there, observing his every move. She unbuttoned her white shirt, revealing what was a purple laced push up bra containing her breasts. She didn't speak aloud again until Marcus had pushed his pants and underwear down and stepped his naked body out of them. His clothes had become nothing more than a pile on the floor and she was satisfied to have the black man standing naked before her.

"Very nice, I like what I see."

Her eyes instantly glanced down, seeing his hardening black snake hanging below. Katherine threw off her shirt, standing there in nothing more than her black skirt, high heels and the purple push-up bra. She approached Marcus, standing directly in front of him. Katherine watched his eyes glance down into her heavy cleavage, something she had caught him doing at times when he thought she wasn't observing him. She used both of her little white hands to grab his cock, twisting her fingers to softly grip the thick shaft. As her big brown eyes gazed back at him, Katherine didn't utter another word as she pushed her pink lips to his for a soft kiss. Marcus opened his mouth, inviting her tongue to dance along his as the kiss became one of sweet tenderness. A soft moan was uttered from Katherine as she continued kissing him while moving her hands back and forth to stroke his hardening long black cock. Once their lips were finally pushed apart, Katherine grinned at him and lowered herself down to her knees. Her hands still worked his cock back and forth. Marcus couldn't help but to joke at her now.

"Does your husband know you'd cheat on him with a black man?"

Katherine halted herself from stroking his cock. She squeezed it hard with her left hand while raising her right hand to point a finger upward at his face.

"Don't say another fucking word about my husband tonight. You're here, he's not. This is about you and me, not him. I don't wanna hear another word about him outta your mouth again tonight, understood?"

With such a hostile response, Marcus raised his eyebrow down at her. He didn't expect her to react like this, so he simply nodded his head upon reply.

"Yes, sorry about that."

This woman thought she was in complete control of him, Marcus thought to himself. He almost had replied with a sarcastic 'yes boss' back at her. This was the way Katherine always handled herself, a true woman of strength who took the things she wanted and didn't put up with any nonsense. 'The bitch in heels' as Marcus thought to himself as a fitting nickname. She was a boss not just with his job but now demonstrating her command down on her knees. Katherine broke eye contact with him as she looked down at his giant black cock. Now that she had stiffened his dick up to it's full length in hardness, she licked her lips ready to devour a dark treat. Marcus breathed in as he felt her tongue crossing over the head of his length. Katherine shoved her little white hand down to the base of his shaft and then brought the head into her mouth. She began to softly suck on his long black meat, causing him to moan aloud.

"Ohhhhhhh, yeah..."

'Mmmmmm', she moaned while shoving her tongue against his rod and bobbing her lips up and down. Katherine closed her eyes and began to pump her hand up and down his cock in sync with her lips pushing down. What she didn't suck between her lips, she stroked with her hand, giving him the dual pleasure of her hand and mouth simultaneously. Marcus threw his head back, moaning as the sounds of Katherine slobbering and sucking on his cock were heard loud and clear from the floor below.

"God, that feels so fucking good."

He placed his right hand down through her long blonde hair, pushing the back of her head as she continued to work her lips up and down his thick black pole. She may have thought she was the boss and in complete control of him at the moment, but that was going to change eventually. Katherine immediately opened her eyes and glared up at him. She brought her lips up, releasing his cock with a loud popping sound as she looked up into his eyes with a face of rage.

"Get your hand out of hair, right fucking now."

"Or what? What are you gonna do about it?"

Raising her eyebrow, Katherine did not expect Marcus to say this. He even smiled at her, teasing her with a little grin as she felt his fingers tightening in her hair. His cock was right under her chin, still gripping it in with her left hand. She gripped it tighter, still starring up into his eyes as she parted her lips and spit on the head. Marcus had enticed her angry side and she knew just how to punish him with her response.

"Or I'm not gonna bother sucking on this big, beautiful black cock for very long. I'll just give you a handjob while sucking on the head. How about that?"

She flashed him her signature, smart ass smirk after speaking. All Marcus did was laugh at her and nod.

"You say that like it would be a bad thing!"

Without replying to him, Katherine pushed his cock back between her lips and began to suck on the head, just as she said she would. She figured since he was fine with this, she would indeed do it. While sucking on the head, Katherine began to pump her left hand up and down, stroking his long black cock as fast as she could move her fingers. Marcus kept his hand in her hair, feeling like he had won this argument with his boss.

"Ohhhhh, yeah! Suck it baby, suck my fucking cock!"

Letting out a moan against his shaft, Katherine bobbed her head up and down only to suck the first few inches all while her hand was still working the remainder of his long dark meat. She didn't plan to spend all her time on her knees with sucking his cock. Katherine had other plans as she knew what her body was built for. After another minute of stroking and sucking his cock together with the effort of her hand and mouth, she finally stopped and popped her lips off the head loudly. Marcus removed his hand from her and gazed down at her as she situated herself up properly on her knees. It wasn't until she pushed down the right shoulder strap of her bra, he then realized what she was about to do. Katherine took her bra off and tossed it to the side, allowing her big breasts to fall freely from their previous encasing. Marcus couldn't hold himself back from reaching down and fondling her great big white tits in his hands. Katherine looked up into his eyes and moaned.

"Mmmmmm, you wanna fuck these big titties, Marcus? You wanna shove that big fucking black cock between my milky white tits?"

"Fuck yeah!"

Katherine moaned once more when she felt his hands squeezing her breasts. Her nipples hardened up against the back side of his fingers. She waited until he let go of her breasts and then she went to work. Grabbing her breasts, she moved them over his giant black pole, squeezing them tightly. Marcus took a deep breath as he experienced the complete firmness of Katherine's big breasts wrapped around his cock. This was a fantasy coming true after all those years. Licking her lips, Katherine looked down to see the contrast of their skin tone as she squeezed her breasts around his dark shaft.

"Ohhhhhh, man! I've always wanted to fuck these tits!"

Taking another deep breath, Katherine gritted her teeth and glared up at him with her eyes as she began to slowly pump her breasts up and down his black cock. To hear him say that he always wanted to fuck her tits had given her a reason to tease him with some filthy choice of words. Still gazing into his eyes, she spoke in a low voice while pumping her breasts up and down over his big black cock.

"You always wanted to fuck my big white tits, huh?"

"Fuck yeah, baby! Ohhhh, yes!!"

"Mmmmmmm, you always did like to stare at them. And you thought I didn't catch you all those tits."

She let out a soft giggle after uttering her words. Marcus couldn't look at her face, his sight was down below watching the head of his cock poke up with each thrust she made with her great natural breasts. She knew exactly how to work her tits, fucking his cock with them to the point he was breathing heavily and moaning aloud. Marcus eventually couldn't help himself. He had to bring his hands down and squeeze those white breasts with his fingers. Katherine felt he was taking control by moving his hands over her tits, so she stopped and called out for him.

"Come on and do it! Don't be fucking lazy about it! If you want these big titties, fuck 'em! Fuck my titties with your big fucking black dick!"

The aggressive tone in her voice was enough to make Marcus begin bucking his hips hard, thrusting his long black pole back and forth between her breasts. Positioning her hands beneath her breasts to hold them up under his hands, Katherine still locked her eyes with his face as she called out to him again in sweet dirty words.

"That's it, ohhhhh yeah! That's it, mmmmmmm! Fuck those big titties, Marcus! I just love feeling that big fucking black dick pounding between my tits! Keep going, don't stop! Fuck those titties like you've always wanted to!"

Closing her eyes, she let out a loud giggle as he began to move faster and harder, still bucking his hips forward to drive that big black cock between her milky white breasts. Katherine knew he wouldn't be able to hold himself back even if he wanted to. She had determined all from the start that she was going to make Marcus blow a load for her while she was on her knees. His balls rubbed over the undersides of her breasts with each full thrust he sent between them. Marcus groaned, crying out to her.

"Goddamn, these big titties are the fucking best!"

Katherine giggled again, opening her eyes to watch his long black pole thrusting between her breasts.

"Ohhhhh, yeah! That's right, Marcus! You just LOVE a white woman like me with blonde hair and big titties, don't you even try to fucking deny it! Fuck my titties, Marcus! Fuck 'em, you handsome black stud!!"

"OHHHHH, FUCK! OHHHHH, MAN!!"

With his voice elevating into louder levels, Katherine was well aware that he wouldn't be able to hold back his orgasm from approaching soon. Glancing down, she watched his cock poking up from between her tits. Marcus moved his hands away from them, allowing Katherine to squeeze them tighter around his black pole. Each time it poked up, she darted her tongue out to flick the head. Within seconds, Marcus was panting and he slowed down his thrusts. This was the moment that Katherine knew that he was about to blow his hot load for her. His voice cried before he groaned aloud. When Katherine glanced up to see him drop his lower lip and curl his face up, she knew it was time. She squeezed her breasts as tightly as she could and wrapped her soft pink lips around the head of his big black dick.

"OHHHHHHHHHH, GOD!! OHHHHHHHHH YEAH!!!"

As he began to cry aloud, Marcus' cock exploded between Katherine's lips, rewarding her with her efforts. After fucking his long chocolate stick with her tits, it had given her that creamy warm milkshake that she desired so dearly. Her eyes remained locked on his face as she milked wad after wad of his cum into her loving mouth.

"OH GOD, OHHH GOD, OHHHHH GOD!!"

Marcus' voice sounded almost as if he were going to cry. Katherine made sure to drain his thick cock of every bit of cum it shot out into her oral canal. She had made many men cum in the past, but not many would wail and scream like Marcus was doing. He almost sounded like a dying animal once he had reached his climax. After she released his cock from her mouth, Katherine didn't waste a second swallowing his steamy load down her throat. Marcus was still panting and breathing deeply. He took a few steps backwards before sitting down over the light blue colored couch. Katherine smiled in arrogance, knowing that she had control control over this tall black man. She had made him wail and scream aloud, as well as forcing him to become weak in the knees from her pleasures. A trail of wetness had developed between her thighs, tricking down since Katherine had removed her panties from beneath her skirt earlier. Soon she would have that giant black cock right in her pussy, but not just yet. As he sat on the couch, Katherine crawled between his legs and grabbed his cock before poking her head up from between his legs. With a smirk, she spoke while stroking his cock between the grip of her left hand like before.