Corporate Plaything

Matt licked her pussy lips and plunged his tongue into her opening. She trembled as he crushed his mouth on her sex, his tongue darting between her folds and her entrance, nipping and sucking as if she were a succulent exotic fruit.

Anna snapped her eyes shut, her body tensing. She knew how treacherous Matt was with his oral skills, yet she was still shocked with the intensity of pleasure he was giving her. Rainbows of pure ecstasy exploded before her eyes as he twirled his tongue deeper and deeper into her cunt, tongue-fucking her as sharp and vicious as he had fucked her with his cock last night.

Matt smacked his tongue and grunted. “Did you find it yet?”

Anna gulped. “N-no, sir, I’m getting at it.” She quickly scrolled the curser lower, looking at the entry he mentioned.

“Well, forget it. Turn over.”

She pulled herself up and turned in his direction. She saw his cock had made a glorious tent in the front of his thousand-dollar slacks.

Matt unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. “I want to fuck you.” He freed his cock. “Ride me.”

Her pussy clenched in agreement before she could respond to his order. Anna was surprised to see her own body reaction. It rebelled against her common sense. As if her neglected carnal needs had finally caught up with her. She slipped off her stilettos, pulled her panties all the way down and kicked them off her feet. Slowly, she swung one leg over Matt’s hips and straddled him. He seized her waist and guided her as she sank onto his waiting cock.

“Oh.” Anna was wide-eyed. The tip of his cock kissed her cunt and speared her open, stretching her wide and deep until he sheathed his whole erection into her tight pussy. Taking him from this angle felt so different. Mind-shatteringly good. His cock pulsed. Her pussy clasped his hard shaft.

Matt drew a hard inhalation through his pearly-white teeth. “How do you like having my cock inside you?”

Anna muttered a string of gibberish.

He grinned from her reaction. “Like it?”

She nodded like a loon.

Matt ground his pubic against hers, causing his dark thatch to smash against her clit.

Anna yelped. A sharp, white pleasure burst out from the impact.

“So have you fallen for me, yet?”

What was he saying? Anna tried to digest his words. But any coherent thoughts she had were lost when Matt started thrusting, fucking her in short, shallow plunges. Her mind was swept blank, the only thing she could think of was the unadulterated pleasure she felt.

“I love the way your tits bounce when I fuck you like this.” Matt’s gaze raked over her chest, hungry as ever. “Love your pussy too. So tight and wet and delicious, a pussy made to be fucked.” He slammed in hard.

Anna felt like she had been punched from the inside. The cock inside her shuddered.

“Let’s take this bra off. I want to suck you while I fuck you.” He unbuttoned her shirt and yanked down her bra.

Her breasts spilled out. Her nipples stabbed high and ached. She whimpered when he mauled one of her breasts and sucked her as hard as he could muster. Anna’s spine arched, head tilted backwards, surrendering to the ultimate pleasure. Matt slammed her with jackhammering thrusts while he moved from breast to breast, sucking, nipping her as if he couldn’t get enough of what she had to offer.

Anna clawed the headrest of his chair, feeling semi-delirious. If she was being treated as their plaything, why did she like it so much? What was wrong with her? She should loathe it. Despise it. But when she thought about it, they had given her nothing but pleasure since yesterday. Raphael with his kiss. Matt with his odd way of getting acquainted with her body.

Anna squirmed. The ecstasy. Fuck. Matt trapped her nipple between the roof of his mouth and his tongue. The impact devastated her. She couldn’t stand being sucked that way. Her pussy creamed. The pleasure gathered. Climbing higher.

“Having fun?”

Matt stopped and released her nipple. “Why, yes. Want to join us?”

Join us? Anna whipped her head around and saw Justin standing by Matt’s desk, flinging a sheaf of hardcopies carelessly.

“How is she?” Justin palmed her face and brushed a thumb over her lips.

“As fantastic as you imagined she’d be.”

Justin purred, his gaze drifting to their flesh. “Did you fuck her ass?”

“Not yet.”