Executive Engagement

Darcy unbuckles and unzips his pants. The anticipation watching his pants open as the tongue of his zipper part the teeth drives me wild.

It’s a cock I’ve seen many times before, a cock I’ve sucked, licked, stroked, and fucked many times before, still gets me so worked up. I am addicted to him.

He unbuttons his pants and moves his hands to his hips where he slides his pants and his boxers off his lower body. Fully exposed in front of me, and at full attention, is Darcy’s thick twelve-inch cock. I pounce at it with my mouth.

“Mmmm. Good little slut.” I hear Darcy moan in approval. “Get it nice and slick.”

I slide his cock into my mouth, licking every inch I can of his cock while shoving it against my throat. Darcy’s hand rests on the back of my head.

His touch seems different. It's more…forceful, I suppose. Yeah, that's it.

As I analyze his hand placement, I also continue to slobber onto his cock. I bob my head back and forth over it and bask in the taste of his skin.

The feeling of his cock sliding in and out against my lips has me worked up. I part my legs to stabilize myself, and as I suck his cock, I start humping the air, trying to get any and all friction from my panties to graze against my clit.

Darcy notices my advances and is very obviously pleased with me. His fingers scratch my scalp gently, and I feel like a little pet being rewarded with affection.

“Stand up, Lizzie,” Darcy orders. His words echo through me. I get my feet under me and raise myself back up. My heart is racing; I’m not used to anything out of the ordinary, and I’m not quite sure how to present myself. “Arch your back.”

I stand with my chest out, pushing my breasts up high and my ass farther out behind me. Darcy grabs my tits with his large hands. He caresses them gently and slowly becomes more forceful.

I really love when Darcy manhandles me. The primal influence of it all really turns me on, and boy, is that the case here. My pussy is wet, and I’m dying for some attention down there.

After cupping and massaging my breasts, Darcy grazes

my nipples with his fingers. He traces the areolas and gently flicks up at my nipples. Before I know it, he’s pinching them.

It’s gentle at first but becomes much more pressured, and an entirely different sensation takes over. I moan into Darcy’s face as I fall forward slightly, jarred by his actions.

Darcy smirks at me. I ease my head back and smile at him playfully. He brings me against his desk and lets my ass rest against it as he searches for something. I’m not sure what, but he’s definitely on a mission.

“Aha!” he exclaims, as he holds up two small binder clips. He places them down next to me and brings his arms around my waist, embracing me to reassure me, and maybe to thank me for this experience. It’s too soon to tell.

As he comes back up to meet my eyes, he sensually grasps my breasts again before taking a binder clip and fixing it against my hard nipple. I gasp and reach my arm out to grasp his arm tight. The feeling of his binder clip clamped down on my nipple is intense but thrilling.

I love it. I fucking love it.

I’m ready for more, even. I feel drunk on the endorphins now coursing through my body. Darcy places the other clip on my bare nipple.

I writhe in pleasure. I’m so fucking wet that I need him. I need him right fucking now.

Darcy takes a step back from me. He sees me squirming and shifting my hips around and picks up on my incredible arousal. I can see his very clearly as well. His cock is rock-hard and throbbing.

He moves back up to me and whispers in my ear with his warm breath rolling onto my bare neck, “You’re my slut.”

I’m so worked up that I don’t even know what to say or do to respond. I can just feel my pussy lips aching and my clit throbbing without even having been touched.

Darcy places his hands on my small waist and lifts me up, sitting me on the edge of his desk. He brings his hands between my closed legs, running his fingers just inside my inner thighs and grazing right above my clit. I roll my eyes, unable to control my horniness and needing some way to express it.

Darcy’s teasing is too much, but just enough all at once. I can’t get enough of him.

Out of nowhere, Darcy’s fingers slide deep between my legs, and he parts them forcefully. My legs splayed to either side, and with my tits still pinched by office supplies, Darcy shoves his face into my pussy. I’m so excited that I squeal when his tongue meets my clit.

I prop myself up on my elbows and rest my body back against his large desk. Something about fucking at work is so exhilarating, so daring. It might be my favorite place to fuck, especially like this, and especially with Darcy.

As his tongue laps at my cunt, Darcy’s hands wander up and down my thighs. I’ve always had sensitive legs, and the tips of his fingers just put me on the edge. After tracing the shape of my thighs with his hands, he pushes one finger against my cunt and without pause, slides it inside of me.

I quiver with pleasure. He has his finger in a curved position and grinds it right against my G-spot as he makes out with my pussy. I throw my head back and wail as he sucks on my clit and fingers me faster.