Executive Engagement

My panties are as drenched as my shirt, and the only thing hiding them from plain sight is a miniskirt.

With his eyes on me, I’m overcome with a desire for more of his cum. I want to swish his load around in my mouth. I want to swallow him and admire the taste of such a sexy, delectable man.

I push my tits up together, and a good pool of cum forms in my cleavage.

I take a finger and scoop it up and quickly lick it and push my finger into my mouth. I suck every bit of it off my index finger, and I am instantly drunk from his taste. I take my middle finger, scoop another glob, and suck that off as well.

The sight of me taking as much of his cum into my mouth to savor has definitely pleased Darcy. I’ve impressed him yet again. Darcy brings himself to his knees and leans in and kisses my forehead in a light, loving kiss.

I smirk, and I feel my entire body grow warm and fuzzy. I’m horny in such a capacity that I’m incapable of speaking. I just want him to take over me—anything he wants, I’ll do it.

No questions asked, no holds barred.

Darcy traces his fingers up and down my legs in a teasing manner. I don’t have the availability to tell him to just take me and fuck me stupid, so I lay back and bask in the lovely sensation of his fingertips grazing against my sensitive inner thighs.

He feels the heat radiating from my pussy and puts his entire hand over my mound. His fingertips meet where my panties are most soaked, right at the entrance of my cunt. His hand moves up and down my pussy lips gently, creating some friction against my panties.

I thrust my hips up in rhythm with his hand, and we both work at my clit, now throbbing with excitement.

Darcy pushes my legs aside and plants his face between my thighs. His nose rubs against my clit, still through my underwear. He’s taking in my sweet aroma...teasing me as much as he can before going in for the real show.

I feel a new wetness as his tongue traces my pussy lips through my panties. I hump against his tongue, expressing my eagerness.

He pulls my panties down and guides me out of them, my legs very briefly brought together to help myself out of them before being shoved back apart. Darcy slides his hands under me and grips my hips with his forearms resting under my ass. He has his face held in a perfect position for me to grind my pussy against his mouth.

His tongue is slow and precise at first, just constantly tantalizing me. I lay back, relaxed, I and allow him to do as he pleases. His tongue circles my clit before he presses his lips down over it and sucks at it.

I moan and throw my hips up at his face involuntarily, slightly jarred by the immediate shift in intensity.

His hands press into my hips hard as they shove my cunt against his face, almost to put them back in their place and let him dominate me. I’m driven mad with his initiative and need for control.

I want it though. I want to submit to him every way I can. His rewards are just so spectacular that I can’t help myself.

Darcy starts moving his face up and down my pussy lips, lapping skillfully and playfully at the same time. I raise my hips, inviting his tongue inside my pussy.

He takes the bait and shoves his tongue deep inside my cunt, wiggling it around the hole. I moan deep and throw my head side to side as he pleases me.

He starts bobbing his head against my cunt, forcing his nose against my clit and pushing his tongue in and out of me. My clit is swollen and throbbing, and my cunt is burning with desire for his touch.

As he tongue fucks me, I grab his hair with my hand and grind my pussy hard against his mouth. He grips my hips tight, this time not to force his control over me but to accept my force as well.

This must be why I’m so special to him. I’m a challenge. I’m just as addictive to him as he is to me.

He fights with himself to keep control, but he wants to give in too. I’m so riled up by the mental games we’re playing as we’re teasing each other that I’m aching to come.

Darcy moves his hands from my hips and brings his lips back to my clit. He slides two fingers into my pussy and presses them against my G-spot, massaging it as he makes out with my love button.

As he pumps his hand against my cunt, I rock my hips back on him and roll them around against his fingers. I’m on the verge of exploding like fireworks and coming all over his face and fingers.

I take my own hands and start massaging my still cum-covered tits, groping them hard to match the intense fingering of my cunt.

The line of the roman candle is lit, and I roll my hips up as it sets off. Jolts of pleasure travel throughout my body like sparks of gunpowder igniting in spurts. Sure enough, an explosion of pleasure ensues, and I’m enraptured in my own orgasm.

My mind is blank, and my vision is a blur as my cum gushes out of my pussy and onto Darcy’s fingers and his chin.

Darcy pulls his fingers out of me and offers them to me, holding them to my face. What am I supposed to do? I wouldn’t turn it down for the world.