The Interview by amazonboy at amazonboy@rediffmail.com for comments and ideas Mark sat outside the office of the woman he was here to see about getting the job. He was ready to return to the world of security, and this was his first interview in several months. He was nervous beyond belief, hoping that he would get the job, but already setting himself up for failure. The sign outside her door read Leticia Desmond. An exotic sounding name to be sure. He figured this Leticia would be just like his last boss, a morbidly obese, repugnant woman with bad teeth and a smell to match. Her name could sound as exotic as anything could in the world, and she was doomed to be an ugly woman. He heard the phone on her secretaries' desk come to life and a garbled voice obviously call for him to come in. The sweet secretary, a pregnant Hispanic girl named Juanita, smiled at him and said "Miss Desmond will see you now." He walked into her office and stopped dead in his tracks. Behind the small desk centered in the room sat the most beautiful vision his eyes had ever been blessed to lay upon. She was a black woman, maybe 40 years old at the least, and she was definitely amazon at 6'1 compared to his 5'5. She had meat on her bones, which seemed to fill in all of the right places. Her massive breasts, barely contained by the blouse that she wore, were bulging in at what he guessed to be a high D-cup. Her nipples, dark and in a state of permanent stiffness, could clearly be seen through the fabric of both bra and blouse. In the back of his mind he could imagine how much trouble she got from her superiors. But in the front of his mind he wanted to suck on them. She looked up and the fullness of her face beamed even brighter when she smiled. Her full lips spread in a smile that not only spoke of an inner happiness, but also of a deep-seeded fire within. He wanted so desperately to kiss her right then and there, but he had to compose himself for the interview. "Hello," her voice filled his ears. It was a soft, sweet sounding voice, tinged with a light Southern accent. His heart skipped a beat as she continued. "You must be..." she looked down at her paperwork, "Mark?" He snapped out of his daze and, as confidently as he could muster, replied "Yes ma'am. Mark Thomason. I'm here about the job that I read about." She smiled broadly once again, locking her big, dark, brown eyes with his own. "Please, sit down and let's have a look at your credentials." He couldn't help but do as he was told, already envisioning this black goddess dominating him, having her way with him into the dark hours of the night. He wasn't sure, but a part of him could swear that her eyes were roaming his body. He did not feel uncomfortable in the least as he hoped that she liked what she was seeing. But then again his mind could have been playing a delightfully arousing trick on him. She inhaled deeply while looking over his resume, her buttons straining to remain stitched in place. She looked up at him once again after she finished and smiled once at him. "It says here that you were terminated from your last job," she said without even the slightest hint of disappointment in him. It was the only blight on his resume and he had suffered because of it since then. It had been six long months of hunting for a job and getting nowhere near an interview. This was his first one, and he was already seeing it slip through his fingers. "Yes ma'am," he replied. "I was one of the few who was laid off due to a lack of business." "Did you like your job there?" "Not really, no. It was a job, plain and simple. Too much backstabbing and favoritism in my opinion. If I hadn't been laid off, I would have wound up quitting anyways." Her look turned from jovial to stern. "Why should I hire you to...fill...the position?" Her pause did not go unnoticed to his already aroused mind. "Because," he started to reply with confidence in his voice. "I am not a quitter. Yes I know I said I would have quit, but that was purely because of the environment and not the job itself. I can thrive so long as my co-workers thrive as well. When they choose to be out for themselves, then the work environment around me becomes something I don't want to be a part of. And besides, I have had previous experience in the security field, and I feel deep down that I am prepared to return to it once again." "She inhaled yet again, her nipples aroused even more than before. A button popped off, revealing just a hint the small, lacey bra underneath. She must have been wearing one that was several sizes too small for her ample bosom, as her meaty breasts bulged over the top of the fabric. "And do you think," she started with a little heavy breathing coloring her voice, "that you would be able to fulfill all of the...tasks...that this field requires? It has been a while since your last security job." He leaned in and locked his eyes to hers. "Yes ma'am," he replied with force and confidence in his voice, "I am ready to do whatever I need to get this job." She stood up from her chair, and he was amazed. She was bigger than he thought, not only in terms of weight but also in height. She was curved in the ways that only a big, beautiful woman could be. And the fact that her weight and curves were both carried on a frame measuring over six-foot siturned him on even more. She had to weigh at least 260 pounds, and he could tell some of it was even muscle. She walked around the desk and stood in front of him. He could see her fat bulging around her thighs through the tight, knee-length dress that she wore. Her legs were thick, but toned and he immediately imagined being between them. It didn't help his throbbing cock that she towered before him with her legs a little bit more than shoulder length apart. "Prove it," she said in a stern, breathy voice. Instinctively he reached out and started to slip her dress up her legs. Her skin was soft to the touch, but very hot as well. Her dark flesh was slowly exposed inch by inch, until he came closer to her strapon He had lifted her dress all the way up, finding that she was wearing a strapon dildo. With his free hand he lifted her heavy breast up and sucked on the dark brown nipple with a ferocity he himself did not think he possessed. He stood at about five and a half feet to her towering six plus, and that gave him the perfect angle at which to suck hard on her succulent tit. She undressed him reached up and took hold of his brown hair and pressed him further into her breast, and her other hand reached down and shoved his hand further into ass and he sucked as hard as he could on her nipple that was forced deeper into his mouth. If he could, he would take her whole boob in his mouth, he knew that much for certain. His animal ferocity took hold even more and he bit into her rock-hard nipple. She gasped loudly and arched her back as she stared at the ceiling overhead. Mark would alternate his actions on her nipple, from biting to nibbling to sucking, just as she would alternate her speed in which this large blzck amazon fucked his ass. He was starting to suffocate against her fat breast, but that was the furthest thing on his mind, and he grabbed hold of the other and went after like he had the other. As he did this she slid her fingers from his ASS, but not entirely as She found his prostrate, and he gave it a firm pinch, sending shockwaves of orgasmic delight through his small, quivering body. He cried out, but it was brief as she did not want to attract any unwanted attention to her office. He bit into his bottom lip and snarled as he tried to pull her large fingers away from his ass. He could already feel his sperm flowing more freely out of his cock with each pinch, and he was sure it would leave a puddle on the floor if he continued. As she furiously fucked his ass with her fingers, she sat back onto the desk and withdrew her finger from his ass,she sat him on her lap with strapon entering his ass As she buried himself deep into his tight ass, he reached up under her blouse behind her and sunk his fingers into her back, digging into the thick flesh he found there. His biting took on a new level of intensity, and he could taste a small amount of blood in the process. She grabbed his head and forced it closer, almost as though she wanted him to drink her blood like the vampire that she now believed him to be. Her big brown eyes rolled to the back of her head as he o tightly wrapping his legs around her waist. She threw her head back and stifled her powerful, fierce scream. But even then her self-control was waning as she thought to herself through the hard pounding and the blood-drawing bites, "Who the hell cares!" She grabbed the back of his bald head and jerked, fiercely fucking him as hard as she could and dragged his short frame up just enough to firmly lock her lips with his. Their tongues intertwined as they each attacked one another like two rabid, sex crazed animals, not caring about damage or noise at this point anymore. As Mark kissed her thick, full lips violently she pounded her cock deeper inside of him, thrusting over and over as hard as she could go, making her breasts shake as though trapped in an earthquake. His moans grew louder, almost crying out at the same time, a mixture between soft and loud vocal pleasures. She started to combat his thrusting with her own, pushing down just as he rode her. Her kissing turned into biting, his bottom lip becoming the target of her sharp teeth. She could taste the hint of blood on his mouth. He returned the favor, gnawing on her lips as he sank his nails into her back, raking downward until she reached her big, beautiful hands around his small white butt cheeks, holding onto them as she thrust even harder. She returned the raking with her much longer, and sharper, nails. He tensed his back muscles as she dug into his flesh, drawing blood and causing his skin to ignite with painful heat that only drew him on harder and faster. In her mind, the better it felt to her, the harder she would claw. . Locking her nails right beneath his shoulder blades, she clenched tighter and tighter as the she fucked him harder and harder . She opened her mouth, but no sound was coming out as she bucked against his assault. Soft, amazed sounds slowly started to escape, and then it hit her like a tidal wave. She started to cum. She knew that all over his waist it was now hot and wet and her entire body jerked, her pussy flooding and erupting with reckless abandon. Her nails drew even more blood from his back, and to stifle a powerful scream she bit into his shoulder. The sounds that he did make, however, were ones that anyone would know were her signals, his begging, to she keep her, pumping, and thrusting his ass Mark's aching cock throbbed more as she wrapped her big black hand aroud his white cock and jerked him as her thrusting became more and more powerful as he felt her cock dig deeper into his ass. He breathed heavily against her thick lips, growling with animal-like lust and desire. He could distinctly feel, through the power of her muscles, hk get t her thrusting become wilder and harder. She groaned and bit back down into his shoulder as the effects of her powerful orgasm still remained, leaving her slightly dizzy and still twitching at random moments when anther orgasmic jolt impacted her body. "Cum on my lap... cum on my lap now," she caommanded him as she wrapped her hands tightly around his cock, and jerked him vigorously. That was all he needed as he started to cum. Powerful eruption after eruption exploded into her hands , running deep she tdown on her thighs. Even as he came she did not stop her powerful thrusting, as he just kept cumming and cumming, growling intensely as she stood on her feet with him with her cock still inside ass , fucking him harder than ever before. As she reveled in the fierce fucking that he just received, she held him close to her massive, body. The sweat and blood from their ravaged flesh mingled together, filling the room with the sweet scent of copper and sex. "You...you got the job..." she muttered, as she placed him on her lap with his legs wrapped around. her strong waist She kissed his lips as he smiled.