Punching Above Her Weight

A Story About Adult Nursing Relationships

The meeting had gone disastrously wrong.
Alex Palmer had traveled to the private penthouse of the UFC champion, Ramon Cicone, to settle a lawsuit on behalf of her client, the fighters former PA who was claiming unfair dismissal. Yet as confident as she had been that she would be able to get a six figure sum from the notoriously dim-witted fighter, she had been stunned to find the lawyer Robert Kane with Cicone, the former arguing that the PA deserved far, far less.

Swallowing against the sudden tightness in her throat, she turned her face away from the two men and looked out of the window of the penthouse in which the meeting had taken place, her green eyes narrowing as she studied herself in the floor to ceiling reflection.
Despite the fact that Alex was in her early thirties, she looked like she was a decade younger, her trim athletic form encased within a black skirt and white shirt, her long platinum blonde hair held high in a bun atop her head giving her the look of a strict librarian or secretary. She turned her gaze to study the reflections of the men that she had come to meet as the pair of them talked, her studious gaze drifting over the older lawyer first.
Robert Kane, known as a weasel in the law profession, was an arrogant man that she had known for several years. When she had first begun working the courts, he had spent several months trying to woo her before giving up. As the man talked, he gestured with his hands a great deal; his easy confidence and his chiselled features almost making her regret my decision to turn his wooing down despite the fact that he was over forty.

Turning to study the UFC fighter Ramon Cicone, she felt her stomach tremble as she took in his presence, her mouth going dry as she saw his swept back black hair and his olive tanned skin, his handsome features calm and serious. He was not in the same league as Robert in terms of looks what with his broken nose and thuggish features yet there was something about him. Some unseen aura of power and control that was intoxicating and equally terrifying at the exact same time.
She tensed as the reflections of the men turned back towards her, and taking a deep breath, she turned her face to look back at them as they stood just feet before her, wishing that this would end so that she could get home to her three month old daughter and husband.
“So…Miss Davies” Robert was smiling but there was no humour in his voice, “It appears we have a problem”
“We certainly do” Alex tried to sound calm, “My client…”

“Your client is a no-good two bit scum bag who is gonna get what is coming to him!” Cicone snapped, his eyes flashing dangerously and gasping she took a step away.
A cry of alarm escaped her as a chair stopped her retreat and off balance, she sat down, her breathing haggard.
Alex was still trying to calm her nerves when without warning both men rushed forwards, Cicone looming before her, a finger pointing at her face, “Stay seated!”

Even as she began to tremble, Robert was moving behind her, what felt like cord being wrapped about her hands, tying her to the back of the chair she was sat on.

“Please don’t hurt me!” the words escaped her mouth before she could stop them and Cicone gave a chuckle and dropped down to crouch in front of the chair.
“Aw poor baby” he teased, his teeth bright and perfect.
“Please” she begged again, hating herself but being unable to stop from doing so, “Don’t hurt me!”
With a chuckle, Cicone rose to his feet again and turned to smile at Robert as his lawyer joined him, “She thinks we are going to hurt her”
Robert laughed aloud, his eyes travelling over Alex’s body and Cicone leaned close to her face, “If I wanted to hurt you baby doll, you would already be hurt!”
“Then what…”

“Let’s just say that you need convincing to see things my way Miss Davies” Cicone grinned, his gaze travelling down my body as he straightened once more, his eyes undressing me just as his lawyer had just done before.
Alex gasped, the hungry look in his brown eyes tearing at her soul, igniting an unexpected fire in her pussy.
“Please” she heard myself beg again, “I’ll do anything!”
“Get your client to drop the case for free!” Robert grinned but she shook her head, sobbing as she spoke.
“He won’t…”
Cicone grinned even wider, his hands moving to the front of her blouse, “Like I said, you need convincing”
“Wait” she shook my head, “What are you doing?”
“I want to get a good look at your assets” he chuckled.
Alex gasped as his thick fingers pulled at the buttons and then sat there with eyes wide as he opened the front of her blouse wide, revealing her cream coloured bra and the large heaving breasts encased within.
“Damn” Robert muttered and as Cicone took a step back, the lawyer took his place, fingers dragging down the front of Alex’s bra to reveal her stiff nipples.

As he stepped back to join Cicone, the UFC fighter sent him a surprised look, “What are you doing dumb ass?”
“What?”
Cicone seemed to cringe, “We were only meant to be scaring her, not getting her fucking tits out!”
As if in a daze, Robert turned and stared back to Alex, his tongue wetting his lips, “Yeah, but look at those tits!”
Cicone did as instructed, lust registering on his features and she felt her stomach somersault as he adjusted the front of his trousers, a soft moan escaped her mouth.

The corner of the fighter’s mouth turned up as he dropped down to crouch before her again, an eyebrow rising, “Sounds to me like you are having fun”

“No” she shook my head, trying to deny the feelings that were coursing through her body, but her voice sounded weak, unconvincing. Chuckling, he rose once more, the fingers of his right hand returning to adjust the now prominent bulge in the front of his trousers as he stood before her and she swallowed as she saw the size of it.
Tied to the chair, she closed my eyes, trying to regulate my breathing but despite my initial fear at what the men might be going to do to her, she was now fighting to control the lust and need that was coursing through her.
A shudder escaped Alex as she suddenly felt the hot breath of one of the men on the back of my neck, then the blouse was dragged down and off her shoulders and she groaned aloud as she felt the mouth smooching against the side of my throat, a hot tongue trailing across my fevered skin, Roberts voice in her ear, “I heard you just had a baby right…I bet these are full of milk!”
Alex opened her eyes as arms pushed around her, hands reaching under and cupping her breasts, testing their weight and firmness as thumbs brushed her nipples.

Another groan escaped Alex, her body betraying her and the lusty chuckle of Robert sounded in her ear, “You have been driving me crazy with these tits for ages!”

A spark of anger ignited within Alex at his words but it was instantly drenched in lust at the thought of how he was now getting his hands on her despite her refusal washed through her, the power he had turning her on.
Alex flinched as Cicone suddenly stepped forward and reached down to squeeze her tits, Robert removing his hands to allow his employer access to them both.

Stunned, mind reeling, she sat tied in the chair, staring into the eyes of the big ugly fighter as he grabbed and mauled at her firm tit-flesh, his mouth moving silently, while behind me Robert continued to kiss her neck.
A part of her mind knew that she should actually be disgusted by what was happening but the front of her panties was beginning to get damp from her excitement, the fact that she was at their mercy turning Alex on.
She gasped, as Cicone suddenly lifted her right breast to his mouth and fastened his lips around the stiff nipple, making her moaning softly as he stared into her eyes.

Dragging his mouth back off, he pushed both of her tits together and swabbed his tongue across both nipples, chuckling lustily as she sobbed in pleasure, “You like that you little bitch eh? You like me sucking these milky tits?”
Refusing to completely give herself over to the lust of these two men, she stayed silent, but her tongue slipped from her mouth to wet her lips, her green eyes glazed.

“I think she fucking loves it” Robert gave a lusty snarl behind me, “The stuck up bitch is loving every minute!”
“Is that right?” Cicone asked, his right hand releasing her tit to adjust himself through his trousers once again and as if in a dream, Alex stared at the bulge once more, her eyes widening as she saw it move beneath the material.
A grunt of surprise had her glancing up into the leering face of Cicone as he spoke, “You staring at my cock?”
“No” she gasped, the word barely audible and weak.

“Yeah you were” he muttered, his voice thick with lust.

“You hungry for cock eh?” Robert suddenly moved around to stand beside Cicone, his fingers excitedly fiddling with the front of his trousers, opening the catch and dragging the zipper down. Mind reeling, Alex sat and watched as he dragged his already hard cock free of his trousers, no bigger than six inches and stick thin.
Taking it in his hands, he stepped closer to her, stroking it back and forth as he grinned, his eyes wide with lust, “I am gonna spunk all over these fucking tits!”

Mouth dry, she sat watching as he tugged on his cock, the head only inches from her tits and then she turned to look at Cicone as he spoke, his words tense, “Move!”

Stifling a moan of irritation, the lawyer stepped aside and the UFC fighter moved to stand directly before me.
For a moment, Alex stared at him in shock, her mind tilting as she realised that he too was holding his cock in his hand but then she realised how big it was and her breath left her in a gasp of surprise. His right hand was wrapped about the base of his cock, the girth almost that of a coke can and she shook her head in disbelief as she saw its meaty length must have been around ten inches, far bigger than any that she had seen in her life.

With considerable effort, she managed to lift her gaze to meet that of the fighter, her heart skipping a beat as she saw the hunger in the perfect brown eyes staring back at her as he spoke, “Open your mouth for me baby!”

As if in a dream she did as instructed, moaning as he pushed the swollen plum of his cockhead between her lips, filling her mouth with his meat and her nostrils with the scent of his masculinity. For a moment, she kept her head still, savouring the feeling of her mouth stretched about the big cock inside it, but then moaning hungrily, she slid my lips back off it. Cicone groaned as she swirled the flat blade of her tongue around his cockhead and then sucked him back inside her mouth, sucking him as best as she could while she was tied to the chair.

Time lost all meaning as she worked away at him, her mind reeling from the thought of what she was doing. This man, this brash arrogant bastard that was fucking her mouth with his big cock was someone that she had been trying to get imprisoned. What was I thinking? What was going on?

She grunted as he suddenly pulled out of her mouth and stepped back, untying her bonds before he dragged her to her feet and steered her over to a large wooden desk.

“Get your clothes off!” Cicone instructed her and not even bothering to give thought to what she was doing, Alex began to do as he bid, dragging off her unbuttoned shirt and then dragging her bra, skirt and panties off.

Naked, she stood before the large man, watching as he too stripped off, his body both muscular and firm.
Casting a look at his lawyer, Cicone smirked, “You can leave us now Robert…I think I can handle this”
Alex nearly laughed aloud at the gasp of dismay from the older man, but kept her eyes locked to the fighter’s as he slowly stroked the big cock that was still wet with the saliva from her mouth, “Go on, get the fuck out!”

Without waiting for further threats, Robert Trent cursed and left the penthouse leaving Alex and Cicone alone.
Eyes half closed, Alex lay there on the cool surface of the wooden desk and raised her head to glance down her sweaty body to find the UFC fighter standing between her thighs, his big cock jutting up as if it was growing from her own body, “You want this baby?”
She sobbed as a wave of shame washed over her like a tsunami, her husband forgotten in the face of the huge cock between her thighs, “Oh yes!”

His grin was arrogant, “Beg me for it”

Mind racing, stomach lurching with excitement and dread, she held his gaze, “Please…please fuck me!”
“On one condition” he growled, a big hand reaching up to squeeze her full heavy right breast, “You give me all your milk whenever I want it…I call…you come here!”

“Oh God” she nodded, mind tilting, “Anything…”

Without another word, he crawled onto the desk atop her, taking his weight upon his arms as the large head of his cock pushed against her wet hole. A grunt escaped Alex as he suddenly slid inside, opening her up wide. Then she was sobbing and gasping as he began to fuck her like a machine, cursing as he bent his mouth to smother her nipples with his hungry lips, drinking her warm milk as it began to run from her large breasts.

“Oh yeah, gimme that fucking milk!” he grunted, squeezing each tit, tongue swabbing over her engorged nipples, her mind reeling as she sobbed with joy.

“Oh yes, suck my milk baby…drink it all up!”
He stared down into her eyes as he fucked her with deep, powerful thrusts, her large tits bouncing about wildly, and his heavy balls slapping against her arse.

“Are you mine?” Cicone grunted down at her, “Say it!”
She shook my head, sobbing in lust, “No…it’s wrong!”
Without warning, he pulled out of her and flipped Alex over to kneel on all fours atop the desk as he crawled behind her. He reached out then, his hands unfastening the bun of blonde hair atop her head before he held it like reins in one hand, his other hand lining his cockhead up against her wet hole once more. With a grunt, he sank back inside, filling her completely seemingly deeper than before and blinking hard as an orgasm rushed through her, Alex tried to breathe, to stay conscious.
Then he really began to fuck her.

At some point in the proceedings, the strength went in her arms and she sank to rest her pretty face on the desk, her eyes watching thier reflections as the powerful fighter knelt tight behind her upraised arse and fucked her like a monster, her big tits jerking against her knees.

With a grunt like an animal, Cicone dragged his cock out of Alex and stood back on the ground, moving to her face as she leaned on the table, “I am gonna cum!”

“Do it on me!” she urged him, licking her lips, “Please”
“You want this load?” he grinned, wanking his cock.

“Oh yes!”

With a leer, Cicone smiled down at her, “You gorgeous slut…I am gonna spunk all over her pretty face!”
Mind reeling at the implication of his words, she gasped, my body tensing as he moved his big cock closer to her face, “Are you ready for this you little whore?”

“Oh God yes!”

“Open that dirty mouth” Cicone gave a lusty snarl, “Show me that tongue…I am gonna spunk on it!”
Choking back a sob of lust, she did as he told her, poking the blade of her tongue out as far as it would go.
With a grunt, Cicone came hard, his hot spunk splashing down onto her face and tongue, the heat of it like lava as it splattered down upon Alex like a molten shower.

The next few moments were spent with her sucking his cock, cleaning it with diligent care while the powerful fighter stroked her hair almost tenderly.

Finally clean, he stepped back and stared down at her, his smile broad, “So, it looks like we have a deal then”
Licking at her sticky lips, Alex shook her head, “I don’t understand…what deal?”
He gestured to the far side of the room and as she watched, he moved over to a bookcase and removed what appeared to be a small video camera.

He had filmed the whole thing.

Shaking her head, she stared at Cicone in shock, her throat tight, “Oh my God…you tricked me…”
He nodded, smiling pleasantly, “Among other things”
Feeling sick, she nodded, “What do I have to do?”
The smile of the fighter was broad, “Make your client drop the case and come here every day so I can get some more of that titty milk or your husband sees it”
Alex groaned aloud, mind reeling as he reached out and squeezed her big tits once more, “Now lay back down, I’ve worked up a real thirst!”