Size test

I took the thick, dark dildo from Emily’s hands and set it on the desk beside my cock. "On your knees. Mouth open." She dropped immediately, blonde hair falling around her flushed face. I picked up the store-bought toy first and fed the heavy head between her lips. "Suck it. All the way. Show me how you handle their biggest"

Emily stretched her lips around the thick silicone, eyes watering as she pushed forward. She managed to take most of it, throat bulging, spit running down the shaft, but the last couple of inches stayed outside. I held her there for a few seconds, letting her struggle, then pulled it free with a wet pop.

I replaced it instantly with the real thing. My cock was heavier, hotter, and noticeably thicker. The broad head forced her jaw wider. I slid in slowly, watching her eyes go wide as the extra girth stretched her lips tighter and the extra length kept going until it nudged the back of her throat and then deeper. She gagged hard, spit flooding out around the base as I bottomed out, her nose pressed to my stomach. I held her there, letting her feel every inch that the toy hadn’t reached, then started fucking her face in slow, deep strokes.

After a dozen thrusts I pulled out and rested both the slick dildo and my cock side-by-side in front of her face. "Now tell me the difference. Be exact". Emily panted, lips shiny and swollen, eyes locked on the two cocks in front of her. "The dildo is… big..." she said, voice rough. "Really girthy. Most guys would ruin a girl with it. But yours is on a completely different level. Longer… a lot longer. And so much thicker. The head is bigger, the shaft is heavier… it feels like it takes up twice the space in my mouth." She swallowed, still staring. "I’d say you’re at least four inches longer and three inches thicker around than that toy."

I opened the desk drawer, pulled out a soft measuring tape, and wrapped it around both in turn, then measured length from base to tip.She was exactly right. I dropped the tape and looked down at her with a slow, approving smile. "Good girl. Accurate measurement indeed. And that deserves a reward."I reached out, slid both hands inside her open blouse, and cupped her heavy tits through the red lace bra. Then I hooked my fingers under the underwire and pulled the bra cups down and out through the open front of the blouse in one smooth motion, freeing her bare breasts. The tight white fabric of the blouse now framed them perfectly - soft, full, nipples already tight from the cool air and arousal. I tossed the bra onto the desk beside the dildo.

"Leave the blouse just like that. Tits out." I stepped back and nodded toward the door."Go back to work. Walk around the office like that for the rest of the day. Everyone gets to see what the new boss’s favorite looks like. At the end of the day you report back here… and I’ll give you the rest of your reward."

Emily stood on slightly shaky legs, her bare tits swaying heavily with the movement, the red marks from the bra still faint on her skin. She glanced once more at my cock, still glistening from her throat, then turned and walked out — blouse open, breasts completely exposed, short skirt high, and the thick lace still buried deep in her cunt. I watched the door close, then looked down at the two figures still kneeling under the desk."Your turn."